Part 3: xxscarletxrosexx.
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A Story Behind Every Art (A.S.B.E.A.) based on pictures I found on deviantart. I do not own any of the following arts in this story, unless I claim them. Anyways I will provide images for each part here. This is a 3 part story, but it is unrelated with any other story of this project. Enjoy! :D
Genre: Humor/Horror
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A/N: I really don't recommend you to read this if your imagination is very vivid or you get nightmares pretty easily. Haha ^^;
"Any new leads, Cyborg?" Robin asked.
Cyborg was running a full molecular-scan on Starfire's blood. He ran the test over a second time after spotting something unusual on the first test. "Yeah, Rob. But it ain't a pretty sight."
Robin ran over to Cyborg as quickly as possible. "What did you find?"
"I found something pretty unusual in Star's blood. They're some kind of mutilated biohazards in her blood stream. It's killing her blood cells pretty fast. By hundreds every minute! If we don't save them soon they might..." Cyborg didn't dare finish his sentence. Instead his face contorted into pure frustration as he punched a nearby tree by extending one arm. Miscellaneous foliage fell down from the impact. "I should have driven faster," he snarled.
Robin remained silent as his eyes became frustrated slits. The hands on his sides clenched into tight fists.
Beast boy, who was a green hound at the moment, returned as a human. He trudged glumly towards his other teammates.
"Found anything?" Robin asked without turning towards him.
Beast Boy remained silent as he shook his head sideways. There was no scent of trail that led him to the girls' whereabouts. Their scent was only strong in one exact spot.
"Try harder," Robin commanded.
"Dude, I've already tried that three times!" Beast Boy replied.
"Then try again," their leader snarled.
"Rob, you gotta chill," the half robot started but was instantly cut off.
"You expect me to calm down when two of our teammates were attacked and taken to some place that we can't track?" Robin turned around and yelled at the half robot.
"Look, we both know that you care about Starfire, but that doesn't mean yelling at us to search for a trail that we can't find will lead us anywhere," Cyborg replied, coolly.
"You're not the only one who cares for one of them," Beast Boy added in a low voice.
Robin's sharp look reduced into his usual, masked way. No one said anything for several moments.
"What should we do now…?" Robin asked after regaining his composure, yet a little crestfallen.
"Hope..." Cyborg answered, "Just hope they'll be alright."
"They aren't any ordinary girls," Beast Boy stated confidently, "I know they'll be alright."
The black raven soared across the sky, searching for the perfect place to land. Once it had spotted an abandoned building site, it dove to the ground and dropped off its two occupants as it disappeared through the ground.
Starfire's eyes were closed while her face held a pained expression. Her teeth clenched as she grasped her bleeding shoulder. Raven was hovering both of her hands over the injured alien's wound and concentrated on healing her.
"What is she?" Starfire asked through deep breaths.
"I don't know, but something about her was radiating a demonic aura," Raven replied. "Something about her reminded me of Trigon."
A shiver crawled down their spine as they recalled their last battle with her father.
"I do not believe she is human," Starfire whispered.
"We'll find out soon," Raven replied as her powers came down. "You should be fine for now," Raven said.
Starfire flexed her shoulder before offering a small smile and a soft thank you.
"We should take cover. It's only a matter of time before she finds us," Raven said as she nudged at the building. "Where's your communicator? We should call the boys."
Starfire reached over her belt and searched for the communicator only to find it crushed.
"Mine has been damaged. Where is yours?" she replied while holding her crushed communicator.
"At the park. I dropped it when I was attacked by that boy we saw. I got away from them, saved you, and came here."
"What about the boys?"
"I don't know. I just hope that she followed us instead of them."
Raven suddenly sensed an ominous presence growing stronger by the second. "Let's go," Raven said, "someone's coming."
Raven helped Starfire up as they made their way towards the entrance. Raven used her powers to open the door as they quickly walked in. The door creaked behind them as they made their way down the hall.
"Think you can fly?" Raven asked.
"I believe I can," she replied. Both girls flew into the air and hurriedly located the emergency stairs to the third floor.
Outside the nurse smiled illicitly as several followers cackled behind her.
"Somebody forgot to stay in bed this morning," she said in her soprano-choral voice. Her followers all shared grins, giggling with anticipation.
"Shall I teach them what happens to patients who don't take care of themselves?"
They nodded their heads, continuously giggling. She only grinned back with a maniacal smile.
Starfire landed on the ground, exhausted with her flight. Raven, sensing her fatigue, landed beside her.
"I never had felt the tiredness when I took flight before," Starfire commented.
"I thought it was driven by emotions," Raven recalled.
"Yes it is, yet I do not recall my limitations when it has involved my powers."
"We have to keep moving," Raven replied, "I don't know if we can defeat her in our current state."
"What must we do?"
"Find a safe place and come up with a plan."
Raven reached out to a dirty, chipped door and opened it. Starfire stopped in her tracks and held a scream in her throat. Raven felt fear course through her veins as she glanced about the room.
It was a bloody massacre of several children who appeared to have been brutally killed.
The first that had scared the girls was a young girl with chocolate shoulder-length hair. She was hung from a fan on the roof, slowly spinning as if she had just hung herself before they had entered. Her cold blue eyes stared at the ceiling while her mouth hung open.
Another girl with black hair and tearstained, brown eyes was sprawled on the floor, a bloody knife at hand. Her arms were covered with deep cuts. A large cut to her neck was possibly the final blow to end her life.
A male with familiar dirty blond hair and silver eyes was sprawled on the dirty, blood stained bed. His hands were hanging off the edge while his head was turned towards the girls, as if he was waiting for them. His eyes were focused on a distant object. But when the girls burst through the doors, his eyes quickly flickered to meet them.
The boy rose from the bed in a sitting position. The girl with the knife turned her head towards them. Her eyes remained damp as she kept a miserable frown on her face. She held her knife tightly and threw it with amazing accuracy at the rope. The hung victim fell to the ground disoriented, but quickly sat up to stare at the girls with a blank face.
Both Titan girls stood there like dumbfounded preys, unable to peel their eyes as the corpses got up. Just as each took their first step, Starfire slammed the door and grabbed Raven's hand. They headed to another set of stairs and opened the first door she reached out to. What greeted them was another gruesome scene.
A boy laid with his face planted to the ground. There was a dark spot of crimson liquid pooling from one area of his light brown curls. In his hand was a .45 revolver.
Another was a blond haired boy who had held a dark vial with a skull and bones crossed on the label.
And just like the last batch, the corpse lifted them from the ground and made their way to the two heroines. Raven had already shut the door before they had been able to advance to them.
As the two girls hurriedly made their way to find a safe place, they realized that hiding within the quarters would only jeopardize their safety. This sudden conclusion came to them as random doors from each level had burst open behind them and zombie-fied children reached out to grab them.
After several more floors, they had finally reached the roof. The beautiful sunset that usually greeted Starfire back at the tower was now a haunting shade of indigo and purple hues. The trees covering the sun had only increased its eerie appearance.
Starfire and Raven reached the end of the balcony, only to hit a dead end. From the door, the children pounded their way towards them. Suddenly remembering their powers, the girls flew off the roof at a safe distant; hovering several feet from the building.
Then the usual purple whip-like arms reached out towards the girls. Starfire was able to dodge the attack, but Raven wasn't quick enough to avoid it. The nurse laughed wickedly as she roughly dragged the empath towards her. Starfire, quickly reacting on instinct, dove after Raven and zapped several starbolts from her hands and eyes at the whip-like structures.
The nurse released a shriek and lost her grip on Raven, allowing her to slip out of it with ease. Raven landed on the ground safely while Starfire collapsed once her feet had contacted the ground. She breathed heavily, her face shrouded with sheens of sweat droplets. Raven quickly ran over to her best friend and helped her up.
"Starfire… you're so pale," she observed.
"Side effects after getting her booster shot," the nurse replied.
"What have you done to her?" Raven hissed.
"The girl was only giver her regular dosage of shot," she clarified, "just like the other children." The nurse glanced at the roof of bloody children. Raven followed her eyes as they watched as each child fell backwards until none were left standing.
"Am I becoming the creature of the undead?" Starfire whispered to Raven. Raven did not reply, but became paler than her usual pale look. She looked at her best friend, one arm around her waist and supporting her while the other held the draped arm over her neck.
"I'm sorry to say the operation was unsuccessful," the nurse cackled happily, "just like the others as well!"
Raven glanced at the cackling creature before them, silently focusing herself to read and see her mind.
Sally Odella Samson fixed her chocolate hair into their usual high bun. She placed her small nursing hat on her head and carefully pinned it to her hair so it wouldn't fall off. She smoothed out her shirt and made sure that she wouldn't be revealing any inappropriate parts. She wore the exact costume as she did now except her cleavage was covered and the nurse dress was down to her knee caps. She did a small spin in the mirror and smiled at herself. She was very excited and pleased that she had become a nurse for the Vietnam War at twenty three…
"Hello white angel," one solider greeted from one of the white flat beds, "I'm ready for my check up."…
"Somebody call SOS! We need to get Ralph in the sick bay immediately!"…
"You know you care for us with so much tender and love, perhaps I can call you that? How 'bout it, tender love?" …
Sally ripped open a letter from the government. It had contained several false details relevant to the situation at war. They had mentioned that their recruitment had been successful in result of leading the victory by a land slide. Sally barred her teeth and ripped the letter.
How would the government know? They're not at war! All they care are their stupid reputations! She thought bitterly.
In truth, the soldiers were struggling. The recruitment for the "perfect soldier" did not change anything. The causalities constantly increased every passing day. To make matters worse, their conditions hit critical. Majority of the time, Sally failed to save them along with several other nurses. With this in mind, Sally had come to decision: she wanted to quit…
Sally left her suitcase by her tent entrance as she headed to the main sickbay with several other nurses. She went up to the head nurse and was about to discuss her resignation when a scream followed by gun shots broke out. Panicked, several nurses took shelter underneath a blanket of white sheets pulled over dead soldiers. The unwarned nurses had faced death from a single bullet along with several alarmed patients.
There was a shout followed by two other replies and shuffling boots. The sound of retreating footsteps allowed the surviving nurses to come out of their hiding places. The room was filled with slaughtered nurses sprawled on the floor, eyes open and mouth hung open from releasing a scream. The injured soldiers lay on the bed, one hand clutching over their new wounds. All were still. The surviving nurses observed each soldiers before concluding that there were no more survivors.
During their checkups, the nurses were unaware that the Vietnamese ambushers had implanted poisonous gas within the tent. Soon each nurse collapsed one by one. One nurse running up to check on their fallen comrade only to find their pulse gone. Tearstained, each nurse prayed their silent goodbyes before joining the fallen, all but Sally…
"Am I dead?" she asked herself as she stared at the purple skin through a mirror. "Is my family weeping over me? Did they hear the news?"
Sally took her suitcase and hopped on the next train to the States. She wore long sleeves and thick makeup of her once beautiful, flawless, porcelain skin. She sat silently as she thought of her miserable family…
They smiled and laughed once they had opened the letter. They left the written letter on the table as they got ready to eat dinner. Sally watched from the window fully enraged by her family's reactions.
"How dare they?" she hissed, "do they not care of me?"
Her heart broke but was quickly rekindled by a burning hatred. "They will all pay..." she swore.
She had one hand on the door and barged in one second…
The next second she was closing the door, leaving behind a family she used to know…
Raven winced and shuddered with both fear and pain once her memory finished. She heard someone muffle something beside her. Before she could register anything, Starfire pushed her aside as the nurse's arm burst through the ground and wrapped tightly around Starfire.
Raven landed on her legs and hands before turning around and recalling the situation before her. "Clinically Dead," she said.
The nurse perked up at the name she had called herself. Her glowing white eyes focused on the empath's dark violets.
"Release her," she commanded in a monotone.
"Uh-uh," she declined, "you must wait your turn, sweet heart, but since you appear to be rushing, I'll make this quick."
Her arms coiled around Starfire tighter, squeezing her frame. Starfire barred her teeth as a cry emanated from her throat. She struggled to free herself with her alien strength only to find her powers decreasing at a rapid speed.
Raven barred her teeth as her glowing, white eyes focused on several trees. Her selected objects lifted off the ground easily and hovered over Clinically Dead.
"I said release her," she barked.
"Well don't we have a bossy child," she mocked. With another squeeze, a sickening snap could be heard from the alien girl. She winced from the pain as Clinically Dead released her. Starfire dropped to the ground, her focus constantly falling in and out of conscience.
"No!" Raven screamed as she brought down the trees at a fast rate towards the villainess.
Not quick enough to dodge the attack, Clinically Dead was flung several feet away from them. Her arms came out from the ground and flew after her like an elastic band. She was thrown violently at the wall of the building leaving behind a huge impression of her body. Her arms decreased into its normal length before collapsing face planted on the ground.
Raven ran over to Starfire and observed the damage on the Tamaranean's body. Raven knew that it would take a huge amount of concentration and power to heal her. But given with her frazzled state, her powers would only cause more damage to the alien princess. She held her friend like her earlier state: with one of Starfire's arms slung over her neck, while hers was around her waist.
From a distance, Clinically Dead rose up, equally exhausted. She had lost a lot of energy from Raven's powerful blow. She needed blood now. Her last meal as of early morning was with the silver-eyed, blond hair child. Her other meals were found as of yesterday. Seventy-three years of becoming an undead being, the necessity for blood had kicked up several folds in comparison to her three-times-a-day diet on her first massacre.
"Poor, sweet, innocent child," she cooed eerily, "don't worry, I'll make it all better real soon."
Raven nudged Starfire as she mentally told her, her idea. Starfire, who had been able to regain her conscious, slightly nodded her acknowledgement. Raven's eyes glowed white as a black dome shrouded over Clinically Dead's spot.
Without a second thought, Clinically Dead whipped her arms forward and thrust them into the ground. She laughed maniacally with her choir of soprano voices as Raven crouched into a defensive position in front of Starfire.
Raven had planned to encase the villain and destroy her once and for all while Starfire would take cover. But with her arms in the ground, there was no way of knowing where she would strike. She knew that Starfire would not be able to last from another blow. So her first instincts came to protecting Starfire.
Clinically Dead continued to cackle, sensing Raven's distress. Her eyes shined in an ominous matter before settling on her target.
Her arms shot out of the ground, beneath the blue robed heroine. The arms snacked around her small frame tightly. Luckily, Raven was able to push Starfire out of the way.
"Sacrificing yourself for her?" the nurse asked.
Raven didn't reply as her arms began to tighten around her. With her mind overwhelmed with pain signals, her powers ceased from the creature.
"That is very noble of you. But don't worry, you won't be alone soon."
Starfire summoned her starbolt as she got on one knee. One eye was closed, wincing from the pain and fatigue, the other was a confident slit.
Clinically Dead cackled once more. "Oh, sweetie, have I forgotten to mention the side effects? If you use your powers, it will drain your life! Go ahead and fire now! It will be your last!" Clinically Dead lifted her head back as another guffaw emanated from her mouth.
Starfire glanced at a wide eyed Raven. Something about Clinically Dead's words spoke the truth to her. Don't do it, Starfire! Raven thought aloud while her eyes shut tightly from the constriction.
Starfire closed her eyes and smiled as she shook her head to the side. When she opened her eyes, they were glowing, a startling neon green. It appeared ten times brighter than her usual ones.
"NO!" Raven shouted as Starfire's body was outlined with the same neon green power followed by releasing a thick star beam at the nurse.
The villain cackled hysterically, as if she welcomed the attack. She was confident that her attack would be futile, but she had underestimated the alien princess's powers. She released Raven as she brought her hands over herself to shield from the attack, as if to give her false hope. Suddenly, Clinically Dead felt a warm sensation coming from her arms. Eventually it grew as hot as a burning rod. Her victorious cackle transformed into a scream. She thrashed as the beam pushed her to the wall of the abandoned building once more. Soon, her whole body was enveloped in a striking, bright green power. Her entire frame emanated smoke. In mere seconds, her body burned into dark crisps, ashes, and then nothing.
After one heavy sigh, Starfire's powers faded from her frame as she collapsed to the ground, and blacked out.
Raven was surprised by Starfire's powerful attack. She had not only destroyed Clinically Dead, but the building as well. The abandoned site crumbled over, filling the spot where the undead creature once stood.
Raven used her cape as she enveloped both she and Starfire to a safer distance, before any debris could harm them.
Back at the tower, Robin, Cyborg, and Beast Boy discussed ideas and suggestions of ways to find their two missing teammates.
Beast Boy sat on the couch, his body slump forward, head on his hands. He sighed glumly. He was frustrated that he wasn't able to pick up either of the girls' scent. He kicked himself over for pushing them to spend time together.
Cyborg mentally scolded himself for not driving fast enough. To make matters worse, it was his fault that they were in this predicament. He should have gone with them with Beast Boy so this wouldn't happen.
Robin looked at the communicator still clutched in his hand. Their only hope lied in Starfire's communicator, but her signal was no where to be found. If something happened to her, it would be his fault for not being not being there. If only had seen the danger rather than focus on a stupid race.
During their quiet hour, a sudden green smoke erupted from the forest, startling the boys from their train of thoughts. They boys immediately recognized the attack and quickly took actions.
Within seconds they were on the road, heading to the direction where Starfire's attack took place. The boys remained quiet as each silently hoped that their missing teammates were safe.
At the site of the attack, they spotted a crumbled building that omitted the smell of burning flesh.
"Dude what smells like…" Beast Boy started.
"BB's room?" Cyborg finished.
"Yeah. What smells like my—hey!" Beast Boy barked after realizing his answer.
Robin moved forward, scanning the area for any sign of their teammates' whereabouts.
Suddenly a familiar dark bird emerged from the smoke, and landed before the boys. The raven perched on the ground and stretched its wings before disappearing, revealing their two missing teammates.
"Raven! Star!" Beast Boy ran forward but quickly stopped after taking in Starfire's form.
Robin's eyes widened as his eyes took in Starfire's state as well. "Starfire, is she-" Robin began, his stomach churned.
"We need to get her in the medical bay fast," Raven replied.
Robin stepped forward, his arms ready to carry her, but Raven shook her head.
"She's in a very bad condition, Robin. I know you're worried but it's best if we all meet back at the tower."
Robin opened his mouth to argue, but instead shut it and returned with the other boys to the T-Car while Raven and Starfire rode a black disk home.
Beast Boy and Robin waited anxiously outside the medical bay as Raven and Cyborg operated on Starfire. It's been two hours since they had closed the door and started the operation.
As soon as they heard footsteps, both boys stood up as the sliding door revealed a stern-face Cyborg. The boys held their breath, anxious to hear the operation. Cyborg replied with a smile while bringing a thumb up. Both Beast Boy and Robin released a sigh of relief. Starfire was okay and that's what matters the most.
"Can I go see her?" Robin asked.
"Ya can't right now, Rob. She needs her rest and Raven said she'll take care of her," Cyborg replied.
"But…"
"She said it was important that she talked to her first."
Robin bit back his tongue and nodded sadly.
"I know she's important to ya, man. But she'll be alright," Cyborg said while clasping a hand on Robin's shoulder and sliding it off.
"How's Rae?" Beast Boy asked.
"She's fine, B. Said her meditation was enough to keep her sane. What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I'm just worried," Beast Boy said.
Cyborg was about to press on the subject but decided to back off. Everyone needed some time alone for a while. With that, the teens dispersed separate ways.
Starfire was frozen, watching her parents. Clinically Dead had them constricted together, squeezing their body like an orange. She watched as Clinically Dead's ministration as her razor, needle-like teeth bit into her parents. She watched as she drained every blood out of them. "No! Mother! Father! Please! No! Not them!" she cried out.
Then her parents' forms transformed into her friends. Raven… Robin… Beast Boy.. Cyborg… they were all dead. Then they rose up with their shiny eyes glistening at her. Robin held his sharp birdarangs like a knife. Cyborg's hands became multiple torture equipments. Beast Boy had transformed into the beast, his claws covered with scarlet liquid. And Raven… her menacing blood-lust, violet eyes watched her hungrily.
Then they lunged at her as Starfire screamed.
"Friends! No! No! Please no!" Starfire screamed.
Raven immediately brought her hands on Starfire and called her name over her shouts and cries. Eventually, she came around. Her eyes flooded with tears as Raven pulled her into a comforting hug.
"Raven… you… our friends… my parents… she…" Starfire babbled.
"I know. I saw it," Raven replied.
Starfire sobbed for several moments before she finally calmed down.
"What has become of Clinically Dead?" she asked.
"She's gone, Starfire. She's gone. It was amazing. Your powers didn't only destroy her, but the life-draining virus she implanted in you."
"The children..." she whispered.
Raven's eyes fell to the gerund, as if it had caught her interest. "They're gone too. The building collapsed and brought the children with it."
"Have I killed them as well?" Starfire's eyes pooled with new rounds of tears.
"No, Starfire. They were already dead the moment we met them. She killed them," Raven said.
"Oh… I see…" Starfire sniffled.
"Don't blame yourself, Starfire. You did nothing wrong," Raven said, her eyes flicked to meet hers. "You did the right thing."
Starfire's face softened as she offered a small smile. Raven returned it.
"Robin wants to talk to you," Raven replied as she gave her one last hug.
"Uh, Raven?" she asked after she was released from the hug.
"Yeah?"
"I am glad that you are the okay."
Raven smiled her usual blank smile. "Just don't do it again," Raven replied, "You have several broken bones, especially your rib cage, so don't stress yourself than you already are. And… feel better."
Raven turned to the door, knowing that the boy wonder would already be on the other side. Sure enough he was there. "All yours boy blunder," she said as she walked out.
"Thanks," Robin replied as he slipped into the room.
"Hello Robin," Starfire greeted with a small smile.
"Hey, Star. How are you feeling?" Robin asked worriedly.
"I am feeling the okay…" she replied.
Robin took a seat beside her bed and gently held her bandaged hands. "Do you want to talk about it?"
"It is quite a terrible experience," she sighed, "are you certain that you would like to know?"
"Of course, Star. I don't want you to face everything alone. You were here when I needed someone and now I'm returning the favor," he replied. "And…" Robin inched closer to Starfire's face to give her a passionate kiss. "I'm just glad you're alright."
Starfire cried in Robin's arms, finally feeling safe in the last several hours.
Raven passed by her room and considered to lock herself in, but right now she didn't want to be alone in her dark room. Instead, she made her way to the kitchen and made some tea. Everything that had happened today was hard to take in.
She was so concentrated on her tea that she did not notice Beast Boy slipping is arms around her waist.
"Before you decide to kill me, I just wanted to say that I was really worried about you today. I was honestly scared that I lost you," Beast Boy said.
Raven's body remained rigid for several seconds before turning around and hugging Beast Boy back.
"I was afraid… she wasn't human…" Raven whispered softly.
"Shh, Rae, don't worry about her anymore. All that matters now is that you and Star made it out alive," Beast Boy said.
"Beast Boy..." she started. But Beast Boy silenced her with as sweet kiss.
"C'mon, let's go have some of your herbal tea and get this outta your system. I'll be with you as long as you need me," Beast Boy said.
"Thanks…"
"Anytime, Rae," he replied, "Oh and if you still need me tonight, I'm totally fine sleeping in the same room as you."
Raven's head pulsed with annoyance, "You really do know when to kill moments."
"C'mon, Rae! I'm only saying that 'cause I care," Beast Boy defended. "Besides, I'm doing this out of the kindness of my heart!"
"Like it couldn't get any worse," Raven shook her head disapprovingly.
"Okay, I promise, no silly business. But seriously, I will be here as long as you need me," Beast Boy promised.
Raven held one mug of tea in one hand and the other in Beast Boy's as they made their way to her room. "No funny business," she growled.
As the door closed behind them, the light in the ops room turned off as each Titan set up to go to bed.
In the night sky, two stars glowed unusually bright out of all of the stars in the night sky. The two stars looked at the tower as if it were a pair of eyes. And if anyone was outside to look at the stars, they could hear a choir of soprano voices ask, "Who's next?"
TIME TO CELEBRATE! TEEN TITANS IS FINALLY BACK SO HERE'S MY LATEST STORY!
Yep, another creepy story, but this is the final part!
It took about 13 pages on word doc... and it's long because it took me a lot of thinking just to come up with the last part...
Sorry it took a while. I lacked a lot of sleep from the last couple of weeks because of finals and stuff... and now I caught the summer cold! :
Anyways, tomorrow will be my last day of school so... woo! :D
So here's the story. Hope you enjoyed it.