Teen Titans – Side Stories and After – Snippets; Foxes Upon Foxes and Magical Girls Galore

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In the Arms of Someone, Yet Who?

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This is a flashback of Raku's abuse at the hands of his former mentor Lilith. Recall, she's a demon of lust and destruction so…. this will be kind of evil. Warnings include torture, abuse and sexual innuendos a plenty since Raku's life was hell under her care before he was transformed in to Roku, the worst kind of red lord in our story…This takes place in chaos round part two after the team defeats Lilith and Raku is still crushing on Aiden due to recognizing his gender identity. He also questions what love is and if he's found it yet or ever will. Very sad.

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~ Do you understand the repercussions of your immediate actions, my child? ~

Her fangs dripped crimson essence onto the steely cold dungeon floor where she was known to dwell. The castle stronghold she'd had the child and her protégé in the demonic arts, Raku to flee to belonged to her associate Lothos. A vampire lord of another transverse in time who'd jumped at the chance to impress the haughty queen of all succubi. As a true incubus himself, Raku shakily made his way to the dungeon steps and descended all alone into pitch black darkness. His red robes of a prentice did nothing, and her red eyes on his flesh made it crawl uncontrollably as the boy refused to be had by the demon that had almost tamed him. He'd forsaken his godhood and his mortal side for a mon daemon – like nature beside a truly full-fledged demon mistress of hatred and avarice. Here, she fed off of the seed and even blood of her victims within the dank underground, having invited her child to see to her needs in other ways she'd not yet taught him.

~ Though, you'll come of true age once you've shed that hide of an immortal away. That face cannot remain amid the innocent. ~ She chided the long haired, amber eyes pupil as her did not know if he could look her right in the eye. "Gods…. you, you wished for my sacrifice and I have come here. What more will you teach someone so unworthy of redemption…." The boy begged his only remaining goddess to know, as she'd been once a relic before her fall from grace among their kind. She could only live like this, content with her blood and blooming snow-white skulls in the corner, her hunger never satisfied…not until this boy had begged the question of when?

~ Come hither, my doubting son…. you well up so fat with tears tonight. Do you not know it, my boy? ~ She let her tail unfurl to beckon the parentless whelp, to have him come to her as her arms reached round to grip him tight into her bosom. ~ I saved you from their deductions; that you were to be locked away without that light of morn to guide you, that Azag would owe nothing of your birth and you…. you, a small prince…~ She hissed, her tongue finding his tears as she lapped those away softly. ~ Though, you'll be grown in my heart before long…none can stop it. You only remain pure. ~

A strip of fabric and claws as Raku's lips were taken before he could scream, beat red as her tail found his trousers and slipped them to her lap. She broke the kiss and sighed with her breath heavy, his pants and heartbeat a melody she'd not heard of since her Tammuz had again risen from the great beyond (Chaos round part two arc.)

~ You still love it when we are close, all children born of Azag were once of life. Now, he is humbled by the rebirth of a son he could never care for. Upon this union, I shall grant you a new body and a new face to face the world with. ~ She kissed his brow as he wriggled to gain freedom, the blood scent making him nauseous and sick. Pale was his complexion as she leaned into him until his back was to the cold floor, none coming to save the boy as the witch above allowed more tendril – like tails to pulse forth from below her. ~ I'll give you a new life, one beside your beloved for all eternity –

"No! This…this is not right! You…you are my teacher….Azag would ne-

One of those tails at Lilith's backside took action to quiet the starving runt. She had just one curl to cover his throat, to choke away his voice as another had him present his hole to her. ~ If I take this, you will be mine. I will give you the ability to age and remain beautiful. It will not require blood or seed. ~ She explained to her quivering quarry as his tears fell into puddles by the magic he was bound to now let out and waste on his pain. ~As a lord soaked in blood red, the blood will speak of magic and ya may then manifest more of what YOU desire, my child. You'll reign for an eternity, birth leaders and rulers for your hand and to me will only be the payment of your body…~ She cackled and let her parts show as well. Swollen and wet in the dark of the dungeon's lackluster lighting, her women's form was voluptuous and ready to take once more. Raku's head shook back and forth as the tails had his pointed member harden up, for he had one to take and to be taken by.

~My, my…. I love what I spy below. We'll start here. ~ She smiled and let her body softly fall to him, her lips again meeting him with a distraction he'd never wanted. He whimpered, whined and sobbed below her mass, the tendrils squeezing to ready them both as she positioned herself to suck her pupil dry. Only this time, she'd be giving back as her body lowered and Raku bit down on the tail at his lips while she'd begin to pull herself up, then crashing down onto the youth's length as he wailed at the sensation of a succubus using her power against an untrained demi God. The sucking in of her parts and out of his screams made the demoness above toss back her head and moan as she rode the terrified child. Back then, if only sh''d realized why he'd felt nothing at in any time she'd called to him. For he was a strange boy with powers not of man or god's whims. He awoke, soon after sobbing into his hands as a face sown in from the doorway.

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"Raku, are you ok?? What's wrong?"

Blonde and such an angel, while the sins cast upon his spirit dwindled yet lived on. Raku was not sure he could tell anyone how it was that he'd gained the body of Roku in that time by her side. The manipulation. The lies, the torture of his heart and mind….

"I've got you, don't freak…. you're safe. She's not coming back." Aiden went over to Raku's form on his knee as the teen on the sofa looked back. Amber eyes full of remorse for what he had done, this curse could be forever. The gods had said he could heal those by his good merits in time, his charity would mean that the djinn's sentence could start anew. Yet, it was too late. Slade knew it when he'd helped Aiden to free Raku from her, from the succubus that had nearly stolen all life in a single lay. Here he sat, a white knight there and willing to shoo away the bad. The evil in him, afraid to reach out and beg for forgiveness when it should have.

"I…will rest in my room." Raku swallowed his tears and rose from the sofa. "Thanks, but I must do this myself."

As the stars dimmed over the city where the two of them stayed, Raku wrestled with a desire to leave his own bed for he was lonely, and he was so very, very cold…

Here in the hall, Aiden was up with the tv on. His eyes on his phone over a few updates from Shoji, school and Anna who was busy with her new covert job under someone else. The tip toing figure did not make a sound as it found its arm, its fingers now latching onto him. The blonde angel searching for a dream he could not find. Raku breathed in the scent of a familiar face and to their surprise he slept on the sofa as Aiden didn't move for the longest time. Still, he searched his phone for an update on the virus that was still being contained back at home. The small young breadthes of the ageless djinn had Aiden pity his friend. Raku was hurt in so many ways while having hurt and killed so many, yet he couldn't want to like Astarte bring himself to cuff the boy wish maker. Raku slept on, cuddling beside the one person he'd see upon waking. In his dreams, he saw Ardius and his mother, a smile planted on their faces as Sarah had the boy return to her tent for the afternoon lessons on healing as she'd…once tried to teach him…was love a form of healing magic? Could it heal useless sinners like him? Would it, as Aiden never seemed to wish himself scarce. For, if it wasn't love that the boy wished to carry on his shoulders, could any "one" being in the universe ever hope to replace his white knight in any lifetime at all?

Raku drifted deeper into the void of nothing and his own wishes, the doorway opening as a figure with a face as lean as Roku's had ever been greeted the young master with a smile so sly and full of secrets to tell.

~ Welcome back, young lord. Would you like to go over the usual events for this evening? ~ Ignito existed because Azag and his family had always lived with the mystery of the void as their voice of reason. For if he truly was a god, what made him believe Aiden would live until time stopped.

~You must rest here, child. ~ Ignito ushered the young djinn into his hermit's den on tomes and candle light. ~ That boy of light is a trigger to your pain as well as a curative to what ails. All medicine should be measured, as you might one day… ~ He stopped, seeing a tear run past the child's cheek.

~ My boy…did someone hurt you? Tell me, should I intervene against your wishes? ~

~ Nay, Ignito…~ Raku shook his head sadly . ~ I had a good dream, yet coming here did no better to let me relive a past I'll never again become a part of, nor did it allow me to feel at peace as I was…as a mortal for the moment. ~ He sobbed, the tears impossible to keep from falling and wetting his cheeks. ~Young lord, that boy is a knight, a body guard and a contracted soul of their world. Nothing more. He's accepted the role to help, yet he cannot be what we are. You are going to live as a god one day, as it was written before all else. The boy will aide you as we all know, and in time a single fragment will exist…. just for you to desire… You chose to live among them, yet never to become one of them. ~ Ignito reminded the demi God as his face went red at the speech long before. When Lilith had finally been fed to the afterlife for good.

~ Come, you may cleanse yourself here inside the abyss of the god of time's keep. Will you not receive this invitation? ~ The ally waited in the doorway of his mind as Raku shook again his head. ~This is a safe pain, a good pain. I don't want to stop feeling. Not just yet…may I go back? ~ He asked the god – aspect as it muttered to itself, knowing what was to come once the child surfaced back into his present.

~You must not weep for them. One day, a pact will be broken by that knight's fragile hands. ~ The aspect prophesied in a whispered voice. ~ Do not cling to their life, for it may break you as she once tried. Stay true to the void of all things great and wide…for you are too wise of my blood and rites to perish by the negligence of a mere mortal son… ~

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Blinking away his tears, Raku felt the chill against him as he gasped and sat up. A blanket was set over his frame as he leaned into the sofa arm, drooling at an angle that seemed impossible to stand for. Raku also noted as he looked around, that the tv was off and it was very late. Yet, no Aiden. He'd returned to his room, swept the sheet over this tiny corpse to forget about their bond. Raku sat up now and saw his eyes cross again with droplets of water. So human was he now, that they could not stop. He used the blankets to hide his shame, his pain that Aiden could ever consider them as he'd once wanted. Yet, the blonde knight was shallow and confused as well. He wouldn't love him. Raku bit back a croak in his throat as mucus bubbled up, his amber eyes a dimmer shade to brown by how envious he was of whoever Aiden truly cared for. He wasn't a demon, all because of him, so why?

Lilith had not loved him, he squirmed at the memory of her harsh caress.

Lori had loved a fraud; he'd never loved her as he'd wished that he could….

Ardius was arrogant at times, yet so wise and too mature. He'd never love again. Just as Raku was forced to forsake the feeling he'd never truly been granted. Not even by his own heart could he love…for love…. love was painful to live through as the blanket he tugged round him tighter, and wept harder into the sofa until he was all alone upon the damp cushions. Fast asleep without anyone to wish him a good night….none at all.

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