Hello everyone out there!
Sorry about the unannounced and extremely long hiatus. I sorta had things happen IRL, and I just never got back into the swing of writing until just recently. Still a little shaky, but eh, it's an update.
So, once again I am back with more Wykkyd Shadows, and will say that I do plan on continuing with the story, and this is not an abandoned project.
A deep and heartfelt thank you to all who read this story while I was away, and were kind enough to leave such nice comments. You people who put the time into leaving those comments and reviews really make me feel like I'm doing something right with this story.
But, enough of that, we need a Disclaimer: Which is pretty obvious that I do not own the Teen Titans, but this story is indeed mine. Don't sue me.
Anywho, here's the long awaited Chapter 9.
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"Found you," Raven said, as Kyd noticed her mouth curl into a slight smirk.
Kyd didn't think, old instincts kicking in as his body answered the question his mind struggled with. It decided to Fight.
Despite the awkward position atop the bookshelf, Kyd spun about on his hands, lashing out with a booted kick. The boot toe smashed into the sorceress's head, sending her flying to the side, as Kyd whirled from the momentum of the spinning kick. Raven cried out in pain the boot crunched into the side of her head, and she was flung to the ground, her concentration temporarily broken. Falling to the ground, Raven hit the carpet with a thud, eyes squeezed shut from the sudden pain, as her dark hood fell clear, and a tangle of purple hair lay free in a sprawl. Kyd's eyes went wide as he realized what he had done, and in his shocked daze, he dropped from the top of the bookshelf, landing silently and safely on the floor like a cat. He slipped closer to her, leaning over the dark witch a little, wondering if she was okay while inwardly cursing himself for not having better control.
Raven groaned, head ringing. The side of her head hurt, and she found her concentration slipping as a surge of pain ran through her head as she tried to focus. Grasping at the carpet with her fingers, Raven tried to move a little. No, there was too much pain. Raven cursed her imprudence, she knew she should have known better than to not have her magic shield her. Now, she was in pain from a lucky shot.
Wait, the villain! Raven thought in her mind. Which one was he... was it a he? Ugh, it hurts...
Raven struggled to remember what she could about the villain who had attacked her. All she could really remember was that the villain was dark and very quiet, and there were those piercing red dots... just like the villain who had made Starfire disappear! It was Kyd Wykkyd! What was he doing here? Raven quickly ignored the question, knowing that it was very likely "no good" if he had attacked her. Gritting her teeth with anger, Raven blinked, gathering up her energies. The pain was beginning to abate, and she could focus her magics once more. As her eyes opened, Raven noticed the two glowing red points in the darkness of the library, and the rough shade of the shelves on either side of her. But those red eyes, that was what she focused on. The villain who had taken Starfire from her and the other Titans, the one who had stolen one her best and only true friends. The one responsible for all the pain the team had suffered under her absence. He was up to no good again, and Raven would make him answer for his crimes.
Kyd could see the girl's eyes fluttering, her form struggling to rise. Hands moving to help her up and tend to her, Kyd held himself back, conflicted. This wasn't supposed to happen. It was supposed to be a simple job. Just a vault under a library. Easy. Quick. Flawless. But it had all gone wrong. Kyd knew he had done the right thing. Well, not the 'right' thing, but what he was supposed to do. He had incapacitated her for a while, and would be able to get on with the mission. All he had to do was finish her off, and everything would be fine.
There was the conflict. Kyd didn't want to hurt Raven anymore. The kick had been a reflex, an instinctual defense when she surprised him. An accident. He didn't mean to hurt her, not that badly. Before, he had always toyed with her in their 'dances', his blows mere leaves in the wind, no little weight to them. And now the sorceress was coming back to coherency. Kyd could tell, he had seen people reeling from the blows before, and how they came back to focus. Her eyes, those luscious orbs of violent that brimmed with life, flickering back into clarity. But there was something wrong with those eyes. They began to fix on him with a dangerous emotion. Anger. Kyd wondered why she was angry. What had he done? Was it the pain he had caused her?
Anguish crushed the poor dark soul of Kyd Wykkyd, as he stepped back. The witch began to rise, and darkness swirled about her, gathering in her hands and about her eyes to glow white. Her lips formed words, a chant, and the bookcases on either side of the boy rumbled.
"Azarath..."
Kyd stumbled backwards, hesitation gripping him as the witch floated off the ground, towering over the dark cloaked boy. The shadowy teen understood the words, ancient calls to power. To her hearth and control. She was angry, but this was controlled anger, and it gave her great power. All Kyd could do was back away, waiting for the spell to be unleashed.
"...Metrion..."
The sorceress grinned, as the magic answered her call, and she moved closer to the boy. When she had been in pain, the villain towered over her, now she was the one who towered over the other. Looking down at the villain, Raven could barely hold back the might of Rage pounding on the barriers of her mind, demanding to be released upon the villain, let anger be used for good for once. Surprisingly, Raven was willing to do so, but she feared Rage, knowing that if she let it consume her, as it would, she would be lost. So she controlled her rage, and let the villain fear her wrath.
The villain was backing away. Raven would not let him escape. She floated after him; not too quick, nor too slow, but just fast enough that the distance between them never changed. She pushed the villain back to the open area with the couch and the carpet, where she had been reading a novel in solitude less than an hour ago. There was everywhere for the villain to run in hide, but in this open space, and with the magnitude of the spell Raven was focusing her energy to run, there would be little use for fleeing.
She locked eyes with the villain who had caused her team so much grief. Her teammates were akin to a family for the sorceress, a treasured bond that this villain had torn asunder in taking Starfire from them. The team was in disarray, because the family was incomplete, one had been taken from the team. Raven wanted the villain to fear her, and suffer for all he had done to her and her friends.
So why was it that when she looked in Kyd Wykkyd's eyes she saw not fear nor defiance, but betrayal? Why could she feel from this villain whose work had driven Robin into an obsessive state, had caused Cyborg to nearly short circuit himself with frustration, had caused Beast Boy to lose his (bad) comedic edge, such a sorrowful feeling? Why could she feel from Kyd Wykkyd, who had caused Raven pain and the loss of a sister... regret?
Rage pounded fiercely at the barriers of Raven's thoughts, shaking her out of her reverie. No Matter, Raven thought to herself, cementing her intention to complete the spell. Kyd Wykkyd would be punished and made to face his crimes. But first, he would need to be taken down.
The comfy couches and massive bean bags floated and began to whirl violently about Kyd Wykkyd, all surrounded in a corona of Raven's shadowy magical energy. The villain was forced into the center of the open area and his way blocked by the blazing energy that threw the furniture in a cyclone about him. And before him, next to him in the cyclone, floated the sorceress, cape fluttering violently in the rushing wind of her energy, violet hair flaring and tossed about by the rushing magic. Raven's eyes blared white as she swept both arms from pointing to the side to point straight towards Kyd Wykkyd, and her magic responded.
Couches, bean bags, and other pieces of furniture swept up in the spell all stopped, still surrounded in the energy of Raven's magic, hovering in midair for a split second, before they all crashed together in less than a blink of an eye. The chairs and few small tables smashed as the wood crashed together and the bean bags exploded violently as the furniture collapsed into a single point. And at it's center was Kyd Wykkyd, assaulted on all sides by Raven's magic.
"... ZINTHOS!"
Kyd Wykkyd blinked. He was not prepared for the incredible maelstrom of magical energy throwing all the couches and bean bags and tables about him, and he was too stunned at Raven's fury to get out of the way. It was only when the fury stopped that Kyd Wykkyd's mind woke from it's confused and indecisive reverie.
Time seemed to slow to a halt, and Kyd could feel the immense magic about him. It was stifling, and all too familiar. He whimpered in his memories, they flashed through his mind. Back then, amidst the fire and carnage, the shadowy teleporter had acted upon instinct, but with his own style.
That was the trick, how he made it on top. It was what had made him formidable and dangerous. It was his way to doing things.
His fingers lightly grasped the edge of the long black cloak, and time seemed to slowly pick back up to speed, the furniture moving quickly towards him as the sorceress' mouth moved to word the last part of her chant. The teleporter acted quickly, so quickly that time seemed so very slow about him. The objects from about the place were hurtling towards him from all angles, yet all Kyd could do was smile. He just smiled his dangerous and mischievous smile, and his hand brought the cape whirling about with a flourish. And the split second the furniture exploded on him, Kyd was gone, winked away in the darkness.
Raven blinked as the dust from the crash blasted by here. She waved her hands, coughing a little as she pushed the dust away and looked at the wreckage. The furniture was all destroyed, that much was certain, all lumped together in the center of the open area. Raven levitated closer, looking for her foe, hoping that the villain had been incapacitated by her magic. She was walking on air, a smirk on her face as she imagined what the other Titans would say when she brought them Kyd Wykkyd trussed up.
Her smirk just as quickly gave way to a gaping mouth as she looked on with shock. She couldn't see him. Eyes glowing, she exerted her magical energy over the debris, shifting it out of the way as she moved it to find the villain's body. There was nothing there.
Shouting with frustration, Raven yelled with fury, "WHERE IS HE!?"
As if in response to her anger, she could feel a light tap on her shoulder. Her eyes went wide. She didn't need to turn her head and look behind her to know that there were two glowing orbs of scarlet and a mischievous grin right behind her in the hidden shadows.
The sorceress whirled about, a blast of black magical energy exploding from her hands as she sought to take down her foe. But the villain was not there. A tap came at her shoulder once more, but as the sorceress turned to face those glowing red eyes, she felt a tug at her neck. She choked as the villain pulled at the edge of her blue cape and threw it over her head, pulling it down her front so it forced her head down and dropped her to the ground.
Growling angrily at the villain, Raven struggled to get up, fumbling with the blue cloak that was draped over her face that she couldn't see. She got little time as the cape was pulled even farther, knocking her off her feet. Disoriented, the sorceress fell forward, throwing up her arms to break the fall she couldn't see. An arm, a surprisingly strong arm, suddenly wrapped itself around her chest, and she could feel the fingers grabbing and finding hold on her sleek costume. The arm tugged, and she rolled closer to the villain, grabbed in his arm. The cloak fell off her face, and she found another hand suddenly at her mouth, glove pressing down on her lips, preventing her from speaking.
Raven glared up at the glowing red eyes of the villain who had her in his arms, tightly grasped, and so incredibly close. She stared at those red orbs with venom, cursing at the accursed villain who had taken Starfire from their lives, and swearing angrily at how she had been wrapped in his arms and prevented from screaming at him or using her magic to free herself. But she could not say anything, her words stifled on the villain's glove. She feared the worst when they locked eyes, and the villain leaned in closer, grip growing tighter. She wondered what was going to happen now, imagining if this was what Starfire had thought and felt when Kyd Wykkyd had made her disappear.
She tried to calm down, look what horrors lay ahead with pride. Breathing slowly as she could, the sorceress felt her rage cool, and she lay close her eyes in acceptance of what was to come. But as she calmed down, she felt something strange. It was an emotion, muddied by confusion and other things, but a strong feeling. It filled her, and she realized it was the villain's. He felt remorse, anguish, a sense of loss. It puzzled Raven that the villain who had her at his mercy would feel such emotions. She opened her eyes, and stared into the glowing red orbs mere inches from her, wonderment and confusion filling her thoughts. She got little time to ponder what those emotions meant for those two red orbs vanished into the darkness.
And the Shadows swallowed her whole.
So... What do you guys think?
Hope you liked it, and are probably wondering what happens next.
Well, that's what a cliff hanger is. Cliff. Hanger.
Man, was that evil.
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Next update is next week (I swears!)
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