Terra
Control
I had always wanted control over my powers. It was my wish every lonely birthday I spent and my dream plenty of nights as a child. Eventually, I thought got what I wanted in the end. I had control over my powers, but I was not the one controlling them. Turns out I had no control at all. I gave up on my best friend, and let my master, Slade, take over. He was going to let me finish off the green one. I was going to kill Beast Boy.
I tried fighting back, but at the same time I tried convincing my very first friend that it was too late. Slade had the power. As the jagged rock I controlled glided over his head, Beast Boy still talked to me. "It's your power, not his. You can still control it! You can still do the right thing." At this point fear was written all over his face. Was he giving up on me?
I didn't answer myself, because this is when I heard a familiar voice shout out to me. It told me to stop. I turned to see the four other Titans or my four other friends if I still was that, aiming at me. Of course, if I killed their friend, they would kill me.
They all shouted orders for me to stop what I was doing and listen to them. Slade was telling me to do the exact opposite. Five people were shouting orders at me and telling me to do two different things. I didn't know who to listen to at all. I never knew who to listen to. Then another voice spoke, and the other voices halted. It was Beast Boy, still sitting on the ground terrified, but still encouraging me to do the right thing. A slight pang of relief filled my body. He hadn't given up on me. "It's your life, Terra. Your choice. It's never too late to change."
And he was right. My power, my life, my choice. I was sure none of those belonged to Slade so I knew what to do next.
I looked Beast Boy into his eyes, and said meaning it, "Sorry, Beast Boy—-for everything I've done." He gave me a long glance, not knowing what I'd do next, but I was sure he'd be proud.
AT that moment, I finally gained control.