Hey everybody! Ok so I've discovered a new route I wanna go with the story line! It's gonna be exciting, I can't wait to see how it turns out! So I want to make it so this fic goes to about 20 or 25 chapters, then I want to start my next high school teen titans fic! The love triangle will be kept the same however, so you can put your torches and pitch forks down now, hehe. Just a question before I start, has anyone noticed how many mary sue fics there are in the teen titans nowadays, its like all I ever see on the 'just in' section anymore..slightly depressing…
Chapter 16: Dreaming
Both titans pulled away quickly, masking their blushes shyly as the metal doors hissed open, revealing the rest of the titans, eagerly awaiting Raven and Robin's presence.
They both shyly exited the elevator as it harshly clamped its doors shut. Robin turned his head to take one last look at Raven before diving head first into the case at hand. He turned his head quickly to the right, and then quickly turned it back, pretending to stretch his neck. Raven had always seemed depressed to him, though he knew very well that the darkness was often misinterpreted by most, including his other team mates, he would often observe her habits and interests and had deemed her to be something otherworldly. It may have been the culture that she was brought up in, and he also that she was nothing even coming close to relating to the human's of earth. Although she was brought up in a way that was unknown to him, it seemed like she had been almost human, but her mind had warped her spirit into something that was so broken that if he would even graze his hand upon it, it would sever, losing his friend in a dead darkened forest. The labyrinth of the trees would create a perpetual world, and she would vanish within the spindly trees and the canopy of fog that would hide the exit to freedom.
"Anything Cyborg." Raven asked in her usual monotone voice. Robin stared at her, shocked at her ability to remain quite, but also take on the duties of a leader when needed.
During that elevator ride something had changed in her. Even her exterior supported this theory as Robin contemplated the variable that had changed her. Her brittle posture had changed in a way that brought life to her features. Just watching her speak brought warmth to his heart, perhaps in those few moments of uncomfortable silence, she had forgiven him. Her way of portraying this apology was all her own, but an eerie feeling befell him as he realized that he must connect with her on some wavelength, for he had understood her unspoken message of apology. Smiling at her and drinking in his surroundings one last time, he finally pulled himself back from the hazy, warm, and awkwardly soothing feeling he was intoxicated by.
"Nothing! I can't believe that I have a million dollars worth of technology in this tower, and nothing can tell us who did this!" Cyborg yelled, steaming mad as his face became beaded up in a furious sweat.
"Friends, please! We will find who did this!" Starfire interjected, remaining in a positive attitude, hoping her friends would follow suit.
"We don't have anything to go on, we don't even know how long ago this took place!" Robin said, resuming his role of leader as the team. "I suggest we all just get some rest and maybe some leads will show up in the morning."
Though everyone's face appeared to disagree with the Boy Wonder's plan of attack, they all nodded and shuffled their feet heavily to their rooms, Cyborg, of course, stomping the loudest out of all while muttering curses under his breath. Robin took a moment to watch his friends depart to their own section of the tower, before he too took his leave. He walked down the hall, his steel-toed boots making an annoyingly loud sound as it hit the thinly carpeted floor. He made a mental note to replace the hideous color, a sort of beige, tarnished with Beastboy's stains of this or that. He looked up, completely disgusted by the ugly carpeting and noticed that he wasn't alone. Raven was a few yards a head of him, walking swiftly, yet silently to her room. He stopped and let her walk on, admiring how gracefully she took each step. Each step was brought up slowly in a controlled way, as if her meditation was in each one she took. Her feet landed soundlessly, a skill that even Robin, a highly trained warrior, had not yet accomplished. These thoughts returned his inebriated state that he had found himself in earlier. He shook it off, despite how hard his mind resisted his order to draw itself back into the present. He sluggishly drug his feet and continued to his room thanking his conscious for making him ten times more tired than he already was.
WITH RAVEN
She felt a presence behind her as she continued her slow journey to her domain. She immediately recognized it as Robin. She slowed her almost immobile pace even more to inwardly observe his behavior. He seemed like he was watching her, studying her habits. A scowl echoed throughout her conscience, though she had forgiven him for yelling at her, he was testing her patience. Why was he so concerned for her? She had already made it clear that there was nothing to worry about, yet he pressed her even further. He's pushing me to do this. She thought, giving her an excuse as she was about to do the unforgivable. She brought forth her powers, concealing them within her mind. She stretched her sinister raven wings as she flew into Robin's thoughts. Luckily she could also conceal her powers while inside her victim, or else she would be in a mess of trouble with her leader. She had only used her powers of telepathy when her friends needed it, never for her own benefit or revenge. She peeked through every dead-end in the vast labyrinth that was his mind, searching for anything with relevance. Her eyes widened as she slowed her pace even more. She felt a warm fuzzy feeling right on the outward edges of his mind. This inviting feeling confused Raven; this took up most of his conscience thoughts at this present time, so he must be feeling it now, while looking at Raven. She withdrew her powers from his mind as she felt herself become drawn into the welcoming heat as well. She closed her eyes, sealing the emotions that had leaked out behind her barrier once again. She opened her glimmering spheres as she finished her task and resumed the forgotten one of journeying to her room.
The trip back to her room had been short and quick, and as soon has she closed the door she ripped through her emotional walls, searching for Robin's moment old memory. A few other emotions escaped, shattering her vanity mirror and releasing a gust of wind, forcing her barricade of curtains open, summoning the full moon to paste itself upon Raven's darkening features. However, she would clean up their mess later, as soon as she located the missing memory of her leader. The hazy feeling consumed her once again, forcing her to stumble over to her bed. She plopped down, allowing the head bored to lightly tap the wall. She gripped her head, not in pain, but in soothing pleasure. Whatever Robin had been feeling for her, it must've been purely friendship based, she thought as she came to that conclusion. Releasing her powers once more, she tore the memory from her thoughts, and forced it out of her mind completely, unwillingly to ever venture to its relaxing, comforting qualities again.
With a soft sound of the blankets releasing themselves from their attachment to her milky skin, she levitated herself, and began to calmly mutter her mantra, fixing the damage she had done to her coveted realm. She sent her powers on a search for the escaped emotions and properly imprisoned them once again, dreading each time she locked up the cell. She wished that she could just rid of these horrid emotions, just be able to feel, however looking around and at the state of her vanity mirror, she knew that it was a pleasure that she would never be able to experience.
She slowly lowered herself back onto her bed. She slammed her back against her luxurious mattress, the blankets reattaching themselves to her. She unhooked the latch that kept her cloak protectively around her neck, yet it still remained under her weight. She lightly kicked her feet as they hung off the bed. She concentrated on this task as it entertained her slightly and it kept her thoughts from wandering to a certain member of the titans. She swung her legs back and forth until her breathing quickened its pace. She gave one last kick and brought her legs up, resting her feet on the very edge of the mattress. Looking up at the ceiling and the pattern of dark swirls and circles that encompassed it began to make her feel drowsy. She followed each pattern, noticing how they all ceased the same way, spinning endlessly into oblivion. She lowered her eyes, giving the lead weight that now rested upon it lee way. With one sigh she slipped off her boots, threw her cape carelessly on the floor and spun herself within the safe, silky, fortifications of her blankets. She turned on her side and allowed the velvety moonlight to bask upon her facial features. She gave a small smile, noticing how gentle and delicate the moon was compared to the sun. This thought brought upon the realization that the sun would soon extend its rays through her naked windows. She sorrowfully summoned her powers to zip the curtains close, cutting off all further contact with the tender moonlight which she coveted so highly.
With nothing to occupy her vision and thoughts, she stared awkwardly into the complete and utter darkness that had spread itself to every corner of her quarter. The obscurity made for a lonely companion tonight, yet she refused to let her thoughts drift back to any encounters she had today. Within the safe compounds of her mind, she recited her mantra, repeatedly until she finally fell into a deep slumber, full of her subconscious thoughts that she had refuse to let escape.
Raven eyes closed tightly as the images placing themselves in her subconscious took hold of any power she possessed to will them away.
She was placed in a dream world, a very familiar one.
"The city?!" She said aloud in shock and confusion. She looked around, something wasn't right. Raven had been to many cities before she had settled in this one, all the previous, including this one, had often had at least some form of night life. Yet there was no one to be seen for as long as Raven could. The buildings jutted from the paved streets in the exact places where they ought to, everything seemed to be in place, yet the aspect of the wild crowds of drunkards stumbling down the street or the homeless rummaging through trashcans was missing. "Where is everyone?" She vocalized as she began to walk down the abandoned road. She eyed each building, looking for any lights or sign of life, as she quickened her pace. Uneasiness crept through her blood, as if a million spiders had crawled up from the ground and were running amok on her body. She shivered as a wave of coldness overtook her. She stood atop a slope upwards on the road, eyeing what journey she had ahead of her. To her, the road resembled an eternal black river, with the twists and turns of a natural stream, it made it even more apparent. She sighed loudly, not really thinking about what her purpose was here, but rather she needed to be somewhere. It seemed as if her feet had a map planned out and were moving themselves on their own accord. Raven didn't question their motives; the thought didn't even cross her mind. All of her past was forgotten, her home of Azarath, her friends, the Teen Titans, everything, she just needed to get to this one place, her feet would stop at nothing, and Raven was just along for the ride. Her feet brought her to the abandoned warehouse that Red-X had first taken her hostage in. She glanced out at the bay as her feet began to take her inside the building, she saw Titan's Tower, standing monumentally in the middle of the churning water, but she neither recognized it as her home, nor where her body was.
As her body crossed the threshold of the rusty aged compound, fear flooded through her body. Her pulse quickened and her breathing became erratic, yet she pressed onward, not even grasping the concept that she had the choice of exiting the ancient building. She swallowed the lump that had secured itself tightly in her vocal cords, leaving her unable to speak She stopped in the middle of the warehouse, unable to move. She looked around, paranoid at what might jump out from the shadow. She felt her heart beating incessantly as a small noise erupted a gasp from her throat. She whipped her head around from the direction the sound came from. Raven thought it resembled the shuffling of feet, but could not be sure.
Then, from the other direction a figure masked in the shadows jumped out from behind the boxes that had looked like they had been there for years. The foe tackled Raven to the ground, knocking all the air that had built up inside her lungs, out. Raven tried to fight off the attacker, not using her powers, for she had no knowledge of them here. The masked attacker was definitely a man, she could tell by his body shape and the muscles that make themselves more apparent and known on a man's figure. The man stood up and roughly took hold of Raven's shoulders, forcing her to stand as well. He sharply gripped her shoulders and lifted her slightly before brutally throwing her against the steel cold walls. While she was stunned, she took hold of both her wrists in one of his hands and the other forced her attention back to him as it explored her features. She struggled to free her trapped wrists, but to no avail, and instead concentrated her attention on what the masked man was doing to her. He was stroking her unclothed thighs, and moved upwards to her toned stomach. She squirmed, trying to get out of his grasp once more, that's when she looking into the face of her masked attacker.
"X!" She gasped in surprise.
Just then, she turned her head sharply, jolting her subconscious back into the recesses of her mind. She shoved her upper body away from the safe confines of her mattress. Her breath was caught in her throat and the need for air came out in ragged gasps. She put her hand over her heart to feel it ready to burst right from her chest. She could feel the blood racing in her head, a comforting hand befell it, but the hand recoiled in shock to find pints of sweat running down her face. She drew in a deep breath, slowing her heart rate immensely, closing her eyes and attempting to block out the dream that she had thought to be so real, she took in a few more. She kicked her blankets away, as if they contained disease, and brought her knees to her chin, rocking herself back and forth. To her, this was her way of crying, knowing well that she could not have a breakdown.
END OF CHAPTER 16!!
Ok so I put a little action in there. I hope everyone knows that it was a dream sequence and not a real fight, thing. I thought that there was too much emotional drama in the last few chapters, and I thought that I might be losing some readers because it was boring, lord knows the reviews reflect it, I hope this'll hold everyone of until I reveal my SINISTER PLOT!!MUAHAHAHAHA!!