Ok, because of a review from a guest who may or may not have a Fenton Anti-Creep Stick lodged up his rectum, I have decided to clarify some things. I do own Archimedes, the home design, the cookies, the plot (excluding the titans segment), I own the intro, the bookstore idea is not mine but I came up with the name and store layout. Also, the first chapter I wrote is the most I've ever written for one thing, that, and its called Hakarl not Hikarl.
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Lunalovegood0628
Tenny is definitely my favorite of the modern Doctors but I haven't seen the 1st through 8th.
No worries, I plan on having Danny pissed at heroes for a while, I'm gonna have a lot of fun with him.
Raven and Archimedes converse.
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Aurelian Caratacus kicks some asinus
("Homo sapiens.")
(Danny POV)
'Its been a week since I had to help that Titan with his 'rocky' problem.' Thought Danny as he walked around his shop, redistributing books from the 'Misplaced Books' bookshelf. Deanna was manning the register and Ryan was helping a customer with their computer. Archimedes, on the other hand, was nesting on a shelf in above the 'Young Adults' bookshelf and being as lazy as ever.
'I heard that.' Thought Archimedes to Danny, his irritation evident in his tone of thought.
'Good, you were supposed to.' Thought Danny back to Archimedes.
The front door goes off with a ding, signifying that a new customer was in the shop. I look over to see a beautiful woman with silky purple hair that was almost black. She had pale skin, almost grey, with nary a blemish. Her purple eyes almost reminded me of Sams eyes but they were even more beautiful and expressive than Sams eyes, she had an adorable little bubble nose and a pair of lips that were pale, ambrosial, and purely kissable and lickable. She was wearing a tight, dark blue and purple striped shirt that stopped an inch above her even tighter jeans, showing a tantalizing glimpse of pale skin that I would give anything to feel, her skinny jeans were black and fit almost like a second skin, showing her athletic build and black Toms.
I feel my heart restart after a second or so and rush over.
'Does someone have a crush?' Teased Archimedes.
'Shut it, bird' I think back.
"Hello Madam, is there anything I can do for you today?" Questions Danny after a second of staring at each other.
"Yes, its Danny, right? I nod.
"Well I heard that you had a large and excellent selection of books of the gothic and paranormal persuasion. Is this correct?" Her voice was angelic, purely ambrosial.
"Yes, of course. Right this way." I grasp her hand and lead her over to the 'Gothic/Paranormal' section.
"Anything else I can do for you, M'lady" I say whilst bowing.
"Yes. You wouldn't happen to have 'Legend of the Book of Scath? She asks in her slightly monotone, yet ever so beautiful voice.
"Yes, currently we only have the copy that stays here at the moment. You can take this one to the sitting area for now and I can have my friend make a copy for you once we close up."
"That would be nice. Thank you" I will never get tired of that voice.
"The reading area is right that way," I say while pointing towards the reading area.
"And if you can bring the book up to the counter before you leave I will put it away so I can take it to my friend for copying."
"Ok. Thank you."
I walk away, feeling a blush rising on my face. 'Dampnas*, I can't believe that I've fallen for someone so fast, even faster than me and Sam.'
'At least I have a reason to visit the Ghost Zone and check up on how its doing, maybe even visit Clockwork and see if I can get a new book or two for my private collection' I start humming 'Black Velvet Band' to myself as I walk over to the counter to check in on Ryan and see if he found out what was wrong with the customers computer. As I was headed up the stairs I heard a commotion coming from the counter. Some man with grey skin and an black tank top was ranting about how I didn't carry some low quality motorcycle magazine. He started getting rough and threatening with Deanna while she was just trying to calm him down. He pulls a knife just as I recognize the boy as Johnny Rancid, one of the low class villains around here. He starts waving the knife in her face and all of the customers were cowering at the back of the shop.
'That's enough.' I think to myself.
I vault over the railing on the comics etc mezzanine and land on a 'Young Adults/Children' bookshelf. I jump across to 'Historical Nonfiction' and then to 'Around the Home/Recommendations' and then to the floor, landing silently behind Johnny.
"That's enough, little boy." I growl menacingly down at the boy. The customers gasp at this.
"What was that?" Questions an angry Johnny Rancid.
"I said: That's enough little boy." I adopt my 'Scary Roman Centurion' voice that always seems to work on the weaker beings.
"You don't scare me old man, what are you, three years older than me?"
"I'm twenty-one, and I'm already more of a man than you could ever be."
"Bring it, old man" Johnny pulls out a Hand-And-A-Half-Dagger and starts moving side to side in a threatening way. He attempts a stab at me, which I sidestep easily, slipping out my foot and tripping him. He catches himself before he falls and turns back to me. As he stands up I swing an overhead haymaker onto his back, slamming him into the floor, luckily his dagger was in his hand to the side.
"Hey, Deanna."
"Yes?"
"Top shelf, to the left, in the back, black leather with silver bindings. Should say 'Aurelian' on one hilt and 'Caratacus' on the other."
Deanna reaches to where I directed her. She stands up holding a dual sheath for a pair of Roman Gladii that was given to me by Julius Caesar as Legatus Legionis in the Gallic Wars back during 59 to 51 B.C.E., but I digress. I strap the dual sheaths on my back with the baldric. Johnny finally manages to stand up and lunges at me again. I sidestep again, pushing him on the back and launching him into and through the door. I walk out after him and smoothly draw both blades, settling back into the persona of Aurelian Caratacus of Rome. My eyes became cold and tactical, my muscles bulged slightly and I presented my left foot foreword with my right behind me at a ninety-degree angle, completely ready to kill the pathetic Celtic barbarian before me. He runs foreword with a yell, completely telegraphing his next five moves. In a split second I prepare for all possible outcomes and choose the most efficient one available. He attempts a stab and I deflect it with a slight twist and swing of my left sword. He tries to punch with his left arm and I cross me Gladii forming a one and a half inch steel wall for him to punch. He hisses in pain and tries to stab down and up into my abdomen and I catch his blade by the hilt with both blades.
"Antiquis temporibus, nati tibi similes in rupibus ventosissimis exponebantur ad necem" I say with a taunting smirk, just daring him to attack again.
And that he does, he grasps the dagger downwards in both hands. He then raises them above his head, foolishly exposing his abdomen, thorax, and throat. I take a few quick swings, each an inch above the last, barely nicking the flesh. He barely notices that in his fit of blind rage. He swings downward and I block his arms with the flat of my right Gladius 'Caratacus' while I slit his leather motorcycle pants halfway up his thigh and cutting his belt as well. He jumps back and charges, roaring like the barbarian he is, I sidestep him and slap him across the back with the flats of both Gladii, knocking the breath out of him as well as knocking him to the ground. Johnny gasps for breath and rolls onto his back. He attempts to sit up but winces in pain. His hands go for his abdomen and it is then he notices the collection of inch wide strips the front of his shirt has become. He lifts up what is left of his shirt to see the series of paper cut like wounds, each only an inch apart, all across his chest and stomach. Johnny decides to just lay there submissively on his back, like a scared dog that just found out it's not alpha of the pack.
The police and The Titans, sans Raven, arrive ten minutes later to find me standing over bound and gagged Johnny Rancid, the gag added after he started cursing me out and making a few lytlings** tug questioningly on their parents clothes. I'm standing there with both Gladii sheathed on my back, with the forms required to own them in California in a pocket on the left baldric.
"Titans go! . . stand him up and walk him to the squad car." Robin finishes dejectedly at not getting to fight Johnny.
Cyborg and BeastBoy pick him up by his shoulders and start walking him to the squad car, only for his pants to fatt down because of Danny cutting his belt loose. Cyborg picks him up and sets him into the back of the car and walks back to his team.
"Yo, Titans, this is the guy I was talking about, the guy with the soul sucking eyes." Exclaimed Cyborg.
"Eep!" BeastBoy jumps behind Cyborg in terror after seeing Danny's 'Terror Eyes' being turned towards them.
"Please, I must know. Whatisyourname, whatisyourfavoritecolor, whereareyoufrom, howdidyouarrivehere, anddoyouwishtobemyfriend?!" Said Starfire with machinegun rapidity.
"Dannyblackeastwalkedno." I monotonously reply even faster than she asked, still with my Roman accent, garnering a few curious looks from the Titans.
"But-"
"No." I cut her off, trying to limit contact with those pathetic Titans. The police walk up to me and start asking some questions and I eventually have to grab the forms allowing me to own my swords. A few minutes later the police finish with their questions and I turn to go back into my store. Halfway there I feel a hand on my shoulder and in a split second I pull one of my Gladii and turn around, removing the hand and pointing my Gladius a centimeter away from the throat of the potential attacker.
"Oh, its just you, what do you want now." I say to Robin, who now has his hand covering his throat.
"I was wondering if you could come back to the Tower for a debriefing." Said Robin with an obvious hidden meaning saying 'you don't have a choice in the matter, you will be coming with us.'
" . . . Fine" Robin smirks triumphantly at this and directs me to their idiotically named 'T Car' and starts to open the back door.
"Wait a second." I turn back and run to the store.
"Oi, Deanna, I might not be back in a while, remember to close up the store, and you're in charge until I return."
"Ok. Hey Danny?"
"Yea?"
"What did you say to Johnny out there?"
"Antiquis temporibus, nati tibi similes in rupibus ventosissimis exponebantur ad necem."
And what does that mean?"
"In the good old days, children like you were left to perish on windswept crags."
"Oh . . . scary."
"Bonum Devium." I call over my shoulder, walking out of the front door, my Gladii still strapped to my back. I walk back over to the T Car and glare at the boy wonder.
"Lets get this over with, kiddo." I smirk at seeing Robin seethe at this.
(What an inventive, invincible species.)
One silent car ride later I find myself in an interrogation room in Titans Tower. I look around at the steel walls and concrete floor, which has a table and two chairs bolted to it, one of which I am currently sitting in, facing away from the one-way mirror.
Suddenly the door bands open in a way that would make a normal person jump, but failed to even startle me. Robin walks in with a mistrustful look on his face. He stomps over in his steel covered boots.
"So, where did you get your swords?" Asks Robin
"Their called a Gladius, or two Gladii, they're a gift from an old friend of mine back in Italy, his name was Julius." I respond in an emotionless tone of voice.
"And do you have the forms required to own such a weapon?"
"I already showed it to the police, so why would you need to ask, don't you trust your own police?"
"Of course I do, I was just making sure."
"Couldn't you have just asked them?"
"Yes but-"
"But you just wanted a reason to try and interrogate me because I did you job faster and better than you and your team." I can feel my ghost half beginning to rise.
"No I-"
"This is just sad you know, sad."
"What did-"
"It took the Titans ten minutes to get to my store, and it would have taken you twice as long to catch Johnny as well! In that time he could have maimed or killed two of my employees, as well as the fifteen customers I had in my store, not to mention the damage he or you could have done to the store I built with my bare hands and all of the priceless books I have in there!" Its getting difficult to keep my eyes and fangs from changing and showing.
"But-"
"And it only took me, a civilian, three minutes to take him out, most of which was spent standing over him waiting for him to get back up! Like I said, this is just sad!" I yell as I stand up and turn to leave, hiding my glowing green eyes and fangs.
"Hey-"
"I wash my hands of you pathetic little attempts at heros," I walk out of the door, slamming it in my wake.
As I am walking out Cyborg, BeastBoy, and Starfire stop me. I quickly draw my Gladii and point them at the neck of Cyborg and BeastBoy while glaring at Starfire, thankfully I have gotten control of my ghost half by now.
"I am leaving tower now, don't try to stop me. You have no reason to keep me here." I say flatly, glaring into the glowing eyes of Starfire.
"Yo man, we were just going to ask you to join the team, you didn't have to explode on Robin like that." Says Cyborg, staring down my unwavering blade.
"Yeah, man. What's up with you?" Says BeastBoy, gulping and averting his eyes from my unwavering blade.
"As if I would ever want to join up with you Titans." I spit out venomously.
I sheathe my blades and walk away, leaving them standing and floating right where they were. I walk down to their underground garage and walk out through the tunnel leading to the mainland. I walk the twelve city blocks to find Deanna and Ryan closing up for the night.
"Hey guys, why don't you come back in and we can calm down with some hot cocoa."
"Okay/sure" they respond at the same time.
I open up the store and walk behind the counter to grab the hot cocoa mix from my special store I got in France during the last frost fair. I mix up three cups of the delicious chocolate concoction and walk over to the sitting area, handing a mug to Deanna on the couch and Ryan to her right in a beanbag chair. We sit and talk a bit, both Ryan and i are trying to calm and console Deanna. After a few minutes I tell them that they should go home and that they have the next two days off, with pay, and that I will call Dylan and Tia in to work tomorrow and Wes and Ashley can get the next day. They agree and leave to go home. I get up and lock the door and close up for the night.
(Its only a few million years since they crawled up out of the mud and learned to walk.)
(Raven POV)
"Meat!"
"Veggie!"
"Meat!"
"Veggie!"
"Meat!"
"Veggie!"
"Meat!"
"Veggie!"
"Meat!"
"Veggie!"
"Meat!"
"Veggie!"
"Meat!"
"Veggie!"
"Meat!"
"Veggie!"
"SHUT UP!" Screams Raven at the two most irritating members of the team, who have been spending the last ten minutes arguing over what pizza to get delivered to the Tower.
"Sorry Rav-"
"I SAID SHUT UP!"
"But-"
"I AM LEAVING!" I storm out of the room and into my room to change into my 'civvies' and then up to the roof, from there I fly over to the outskirts of the city where I had heard there was a new café and bookstore open, supposedly it has a large gothic and paranormal section so it might be worth a try.
(Puny, defenseless bipeds)
I finally found the bookstore after spending the better part of the afternoon wandering about looking for the store.
'I guess that I should probably learn how to get around this city incase robin is indisposed' ten minutes later and three creeps trying to hit on me I finally find the store. From the outside it seems to be a rather simple store, but I decided to suspend judgment until I see the inside. As I walk in the door dings, announcing me into the store. The store. I have never seen a bookstore like this before. The large black and green marble countertop with a high tech desktop with a collection of stickers on the back and was so thin that I doubt that it would be buyable in stores for the next ten years. Along the rest of the beautiful counter were displays with candy, jewelry, pastries, tea, and a glass section that would probably lead into a freezer for ice cream. After the ice cream area was a point where the counter spread out into a spot with all of the stuff needed for making a custom coffee. Behind the counter was a five foot eleven woman with blond hair and a name tag with the name Deanna. Behind her was another counter connecter to the outer counter with interesting items such as pens and pencils, kinetic sculptures, paintings, drawings, and a large collection of commemorative mugs and various drinking apparatus from all sorts of cultures and times. To the right of that was a set of two Bunsen burners, a fridge, three small coffee makers and a microwave. All of a sudden a man appeared in front of me before I could see the rest of the store.
I could feel myself blushing. I have never in my life seen a more handsome, rugged, sexy man. He was wearing dark purple long-sleeved shirt that was just tight enough to show off the fact that he had muscles, a pair of indigo painters jeans with the loop on the left leg and the two extra pockets on the right with a silver fob watch chain leading from the right main pocket into the watch pocket on the same side and a pen-like bulge in the left pocket (no, its not that, shut up), a supple brown belt with a buckle of the roman SPQR symbol with a sword on either side. And his face, It had a slight tan that just strong enough to show he didn't spend all of his time indoors. He had soft, pale, kissable lips leading up to a strong roman nose. And those eyes, they were a beautiful ice blue that almost seemed to give off a cold fog, yet they held a warmth that seemed to say that he would give his live if it meant that you would be safe and happy, they spoke of a deep intelligence that was a thousand years old and had seen all of the horrors of the world and lived through them yet they also spoke of a child-like innocence that could never be diluted or dirtied. He had a small scar bifurcating his right eyebrow and another scar leading down from behind his earlobe, down his jaw line, curving up slightly at the beginning of his chin to come to rest just below those kissable lips. And his hair was so black and silky it put black holes to shame.
'If only I could lick that scar while running my hands through his hair.' I cant help but think to myself.
'Wait, WHAT? I cannot be falling for a man whose name I don't even know.' All of a sudden I hear a chuckling in my head.
'Who are you?' I call out.
'A friend, my name is Archimedes, when you and Elder Daniel are finished I will come to see you.' I feel the presence receding from my mind.
"Hello Madam, is there anything I can do for you today?" The man, Danny, asks.
"Yes, its Danny, right? He nods, obviously happy that I know his name already.
"Well I heard that you had a large and excellent selection of books of the gothic and paranormal persuasion. Is this correct?" I ask him
"Yes, of course. Right this way." He grasps my hand and pulls me towards what I assume to be the Gothic/Paranormal section. His hands are strong yet gentle and soft as silk while still having some calluses from, proving that he is a hard worker. As he pulls me I look down at his ass. I have never seen a sexier ass in my entire life.
"Anything else I can do for you, M'lady" he says, while bowing, once we stop in a slightly darker lit section with purple carpeting and two chairs facing away from each other,
"Yes. You wouldn't happen to have 'Legend of the Book of Scath?" I ask, not really expecting him to have it but, hey, who knows.
"Yes, currently we only have the copy that stays here at the moment. You can take this one to the sitting area for now and I can have my friend make a copy for you once we close up." What/ he actually has a copy, and he would even go to the trouble of getting it copied for me. This is even more than I could have hopped for.
"That would be nice. Thank you" I say distractedly in amazement at his kindness and that he even had the right book.
"The reading area is right that way," He says, pointing towards a reading area.
"And if you can bring the book up to the counter before you leave I will put it away so I can take it to my friend for copying."
"Ok. Thank you." I head off to the reading area almost on autopilot and sit down in the northeast corner of a dual cornered corner couch and begin to read the book.
After thirty seconds of reading the same sentence I look up and watch Danny as he walks around the store a bit and eventually decides to come in my direction. I quickly hide my face behind the book but he seems to be blushing a bit and looking away. He goes up the stairs behind me up to the mezzanine area. I finally manage to focus when suddenly I hear a commotion and suddenly a raptor flaps onto the table in front of me and looks me straight in the eye.
'Hello, young Raven'
'Wait, is this raptor the one that has been talking to me?'
'Yes, I am. My name is Archimedes, that is what Elder Daniel calls me anyway, my given name is Kunnskap Windsailer.'
'Kunnskap . . . Knowledge?'
'Correct, young one, I am the physical embodiment of Huginn and Muninn, or Thought and Memory. When the Vikings died off they, Higinn and Muninn decided to combine together. '
'Okay, why do you call Danny 'Elder Danny' and why are you here and not in Norway'
'I owe a powerful being a favor and I have come to enjoy Daniels company. And I call him Elder Danny because he is much older that he appears.'
'He cant be older that you, right?'
'I assure you, he is.'
I was about to respond but suddenly the sound of steel on leather could be heard from the front counter. It was Johnny Rancid.
'Damn it, now I have to fight in my civvies.' I think to myself.
'No worries, young Raven, Elder Daniel will take care of that weakling, I could but I usually prefer to watch.'
Suddenly Danny falls from the mezzanine to land silently on a shelf. He jumps across two more to land silently behind Johnny. I gape at his display of perfect coordination, precise movements, and perfect silence as he begins to fight Johnny. He says something to Deanna and she reaches underneath the counter to pull out a black leather package with two straps handing off of it. He shoulders the package and I see that it is a pair of swords. Johnny gets up and goes back at Danny who eventually launches Johnny out of his store. I'm at the head of the crowd as we all gather at the front windows to watch the fight.
A few minutes later the fight is finished with Danny standing triumphantly over a fallen Johnny. The police arrive ten minutes later along with the rest of the Titans. Johnny's pants fall down. Danny points a sword at Robin. He comes in and says something to Deanna and then leaves. The entire time I'm in what can only be described as a trance at how he easily and single handedly defeated a villain that would have taken my entire team twenty minutes to do.
'He is strong, is he not?' I hear Archimedes think to me as he lands on my shoulder.
'Yes' is all I can think back.
I go up to the counter and use my magic to discretely place the book on the back counter where he should see it.
'Robin took him to the tower for a debriefing, I need to get there NOW!'
'Go, young one. I will still be waiting here for you when you wish to return.'
I quickly rush out of the store and begin running down the sidewalk, cursing at myself the entire way for choosing to go out in my civvies.
(They've survived flood, famine and plague.)
I finally arrive back at Titans Tower to find Cyborg, BeastBoy, and Starfire all standing motionlessly in the hallway, a terrified look in their eyes.
"What happened here?"
"Sc-sc-scary eyes. S-swords. D-D-D-Danny!" Stutters BeastBoy in fear.
"When!" BeastBoy faints at this.
"Y-you just m-missed him." Stutters Cyborg.
'Damn it!" I curse.
'I can't believe I missed him.'
"Where's Robin?"
"He is in the room of the interrogations." Whimpers Starfire.
I brush past them to the interrogation rooms only to find Robin sitting stock still on the interrogators chair in the room, barely breathing.
"What happened?"
"H-he's right. I can't believe I didn't see it."
"See what?"
"How could I have not seen that?"
"SEE WHAT?!" Robin shakes out of his mini coma and looks at me.
"It would have taken us ten minutes to get there, and twenty minutes to stop Johnny. That man, Danny, did that in about five minutes."
"I saw, I was in the store in my civvies. I was about to do something about that but he vaulted down from the mezzanine onto the shelves. He ran across then silently and jumped down behind Johnny, told him off, knocked him to the ground and had Deanna hand him his swords, and three minutes later Johnny is laying on the ground in defeat."
"What?" Shouts Robin, suddenly standing up.
"Yeah, it was amazing, I just couldn't believe it, after you guys left I ran back, but I didn't make it in time. You might want to check out the cameras, he did something to Cyborg, BeastBoy, and your girlfriend."
"What?!" Robin rushes out with me at his heels, not even noticing that I called Starfire his girlfriend.
We gather up the rest of the team and go to the main room. Once there we wake up BeastBoy and sit down on the couch with robin at the computer. He brings up the Video files for today and finds the correct one.
The TV lights up and plays the video.
(They've survived cosmic wars and holocausts.)
Danny Storms out, only to be stopped by the very unfortunate group of Titans, Cyborg, BeastBoy, and Starfire. They take a step forewords and stop as Danny Draws his swords
"I am leaving this tower now, don't try to stop me. You have no reason to keep me here." Says Danny flatly.
"Yo man, we were just going to ask you to join the team, you didn't have to explode on Robin like that." Says Cyborg, staring down at his blade.
"Yeah, man. What's up with you?" Says BeastBoy, gulping and averting his eyes from the other blade.
"As if I would ever want to join up with you Titans." Danny spits out venomously.
Danny then walks away through the underground tunnel unto the city.
(And now, here they are, out among the stars, waiting to begin a new life.)
I sigh as I walk back to my room as the rest of the titans replay the video. I change into my pajamas, a big black T-shirt and boy shorts. After lying in bead for a few hours thinking, definitely not thinking about how sexy Danny is when he is pissed off, I suddenly realize something.
'I forgot to tell them about Archimedes and what he told me.' I levitate over a clock to see that it is already one in the morning.
'Oh well, they're probably already asleep, I'll tell them tomorrow morning.'
I fall asleep half an hour later, thoughts of Danny and Archimedes floating through my head, mostly about how handsome Danny is, not that I would ever admit that.
(Ready to outsit eternity. They're indomitable. Indomitable.)
And Scene!
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Hi Everyone! *waves obnoxiously*
Sorry that you're only getting half of the chapter, I've been sick for the past month along with allergies and that makes it difficult to do anything. I was coughing and sneezing and literally could not work at all. one day i slept for the entire day after school and lost my train of thought. so here is half of To Raze and Raise.
If anyone has a suggestion for a better summary its very welcome. You're going to meet the other Danny next half sometime in the next two weeks or so.
*Dampnas is 'Damn' in Latin.
*Lytling means 'child' in old english.