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Author's Notes
I'm not going to do it here, because I know I would hate it if an author went through answering all his/her reviews before the next part of the story began, but I will answer some reviews afterwards. I will say now, that I do not intend to answer every single review due to space and time. I love and treasure each and every one of my readers' reviews, but since most of them just say how much they love my writing/story, I believe that it's pointless to go through every single one. But I really do love all your reviews, guys!
And, just so I can say I said so, I did not mean to bash any authors above when I commented about answering reviews before the story continues. I have never read any stories in which an author has done that (not to say that any haven't); I was simplyspeaking hypothetically.
Just in case there is any confusion (which I don't believe there is, but you never know), I am switching between POVs each chapter. For example,Chapter 1 is from Beast Boy's POV, Chapter 2 is from Raven's POV, Chapter 3 is from Beast Boy's POV, and, yep, you guessed it, Chapter 4 will be written from Raven's POV. I'm sorry if I'm being blatantly obvious, but I'm just stating it here since I forgot before now.
There will be more notes after the next chapter!
Chapter 3
The Spaces Between Us
“Stupid…stupid…” I hear myself mutter, frustrated with my lack of coordination.
Curled up like an injured animal, I hug my lanky legs closer to my chest, breathing heavily. All I can bring myself to do is whimper mercilessly, fearful that any further movement will crush something else. It’s then I remember Silkie…
That annoying worm just had to get in my way…of all the times to slip beneath my feet… Sliding reluctantly to my feet, my nerves seem to take on a life of their own, as my fists clench in anger.
“Something just had to ruin it all, didn’t it?” I hear my voice cry out in a dangerous mixture of anger and frustration. Then, just as quickly as it had arrived, the red-hot emotion dissipates, leaving room for a more somber one to take hold.
“Why can’t I do anything right…” I nearly whisper, my voice feeling distant, a piece of myself that no longer feels like it belongs. Reaching for the fallen bowl that had marked its territory throughout the kitchen floor, I realize that Silkie is no longer here.
“Great, now we’re up to two members in the I Hate Beast Boy Fan Club!” I mutter to myself dejectedly, as I begin the ugly clean up of the mess I just had to make.
Devising a plan so that my footsteps will go unheard, I transform my cells to those of a cat’s. Stepping lightly even in this form, my keen sense of smell picks up on a familiar scent - that unmistakable scent of herbal tea, mystic books, and a hint of darkness. Staring perplexed at the route ahead of me leading to my destination, her aroma tugs my whiskers in the opposite direction. Turning my feline head to look behind me, the sealed bathroom entrance catches my eye.
Closing in on my target, the strange sensation of feeling unwanted and despised strikes the very core of my being, as if she had willed her aura to transform into a potent force field and bar any unfortunate soul who dares to wander within. My spine shivers at the thought, though, sadly, that thought probably isn’t too far off base.
Reassuming my human form, I hesitantly raise my hand to the portal before me…the portal to Hell, if I don’t play my cards right. Squeezing my eyes shut to save them from witnessing the horror that is sure to be unleashed, I swiftly rap the door three times.
“Raven?” I ask innocently, dreading and anticipating a reply all at once. No such reply. “Raven!” I rap a little harder, fear spreading throughout my veins. Filtering my brain of “what ifs,” I attempt to calm my nerves, wondering if I’m foolish enough to dare. Deciding that a foolish heart beats a regretful heart any day, I tense my muscles in preparation to break down the door by force.
“LEAVE ME ALONE!” a scream erupts through the door. I noticeably flinch, as I recognize the reverberations of a light bulb shattering. Through the crack under the door, I see the darkness creep a little closer. She must’ve taken my halt in knocking as a sign…
“O-okay, okay!” I raise my hands in protest, despite the fact that she’s not even here to see my reaction. Even so…I can’t help but still feel a little worry towards my friend.
Suddenly remembering her words earlier, a glimmer of hope passes through my heart. Her physical vessel may be intangible at the moment…but her emotions certainly aren’t. My gaze drifting toward the door crack once more, the receding light source confirms this conviction.
Allowing a smirk to sweep across my face, I slip away from my current coordinates and permit my feet to lead in the original direction I had intended. Not bothering to take the care I did earlier to disguise my footsteps, I make sure she hears my departure. Little does she know of my new game plan…
And with this thought, my feet embark on the path my heart contrived against nature itself.
Author's Notes
I will be answering reviews shortly, and just so I'm clear, one of the reasons I've decided to answer reviews this time around (besides the fact that I like to), is because there was some confusion around Chapter 2. I would like to explain myself for those confused, so anyone who wasn't confused, please bear with me, or feel free to skip those review answers.
First though, I would like to get one note about the chapter out of the way. When Beast Boy used the word, "Hell" in his thoughts, I wasn't referring to the actual "place" in the religious sense; I was expressing the word more in the sense of how teenagers and some adults (maybe kids nowadays, even though that's a bit of a scary thought) use it when talking about something or someone really disturbing or scary, like when anticipating danger or anger of some sort. Just wanted to clear that up for those who needed it.
Now, here are the long-awaited (or maybe not...) review answers!
lovex3spell:
Thank you so much for your dedication to reading my writing! It makes me so happy that people like my work that much! I'm honored that you think my rendition of the idea of Beast Boy cooking breakfast for Raven is better than yours, but I'm sure yours has (or will have) its own twist to it that makes it all your own. I realize that many of my ideas have been thought of before, which is why I try to be as original as possible. So, I know that when I see an idea similar to mine written up differently by someone else, that ideas aren't meant to be owned, but merely shared.
Regrem Erutaerc & DK:
I'm truly sorry that you thought Chapter 2 was too confusing...my writing is more than likely very different from what most people are used to reading. It is very descriptive in the sense of thoughts and emotions of a character or characters, and sometimes, it can get too profound or "far-out" for lack of a better word, that people may not understand it. However, these things are important for me, as a writer, to know, so I can further better my writing. I'm not sure if re-writing any part of Chapter 2 is necessary at this point, since other people seemed to understand it fine (I am not putting anyone down here), but I do want to help you understand what I was trying to communicate. So, here I go.
First of all, Chapter 2 was simply a chapter delving into Raven's emotions. Since emotions can be very complicated and confusing in themselves, I can completely understand why someone would be confused when emotions are written about in the manner that I write. If, when I write emotions of a character, the character seems out of character (OOC), then that is not the case with my writing. I'll use myself, as a person,as an example. When I get carried away inside of myself with my emotions, a person who saw me, say at school, on a regular basis, would probably not recognize me due to these outrageous emotions. Since people usually don't delve into other people's minds and/or emotions, this would probably not happen. However, I believe it is a good example of what I did with Raven and her emotions. Raven is a character whose emotions have to constantly be controlled through various forms of meditation, so, it is only natural that when she begins to feel emotion of any kind, she tends to feel overwhelmed and shut them out, since she obviously can't expose them to the outside world. I hope that clears up some confusion.
Any other confusion in Chapter 2 is probably just due to my style of writing. Since the first chapter of this story was originally simply a vignette, I wanted to stick to my "vignette-style" in writing the other chapters...which is probably why I confused people. I'm thinking that what happened at the end of the chapter is probably one thing that confused some readers. At the end of the chapter, Raven leaves the kitchen because she is unable to deal with her emotions, so she "escapes" her situation so that she can calm herself down, and Beast Boy, feeling as if he is unable to handle the pain, changes into a dog and whimpers sadly. This may sound a bit extreme for some people, but in my mind, emotions are very extreme and it is not unusual for them to be amplified when speaking and/or writingabout them. But, this is just my opinion.
I really hope that clears that up for you! If not, feel free to say so in a future review or e-mail me, so that I can target specifically what else might have confused you. If you're confused about Silkie's role in all this, stay tuned, because I'll be answering that soon...
eek:
Thank you for the "amazing story" comment; that's so sweet of you! As for your confusion about Silkie...I know that wasn't very clear in the chapter, but that's just my writing style sometimes, more so in my "vignette-style" of writing. What happened was, Silkie got caught under Beast Boy's feet and tripped him, causing him to spill the pancake batter, which, in turn, spilled all over Raven. I haven't seen every single Teen Titans episode, and I actually just recently saw the episode when Silkie first arrived, so before now, I was just writing Silkie off of what I'd learned, not by experience. I don't think it really mattered in the long run, but at least now, I've seen Silkie more on-screen. Sorry to digress; anyway, that's why I said, "Binbou Silkie" at the end of the last chapter. Silkie was just crawling around...he didn't mean to get in the way, it just ended up that way. My cat does that sometimes, so I suppose you could say that was where I got my inspiration.
Teleportal:
Okay, I'll give you a hint...but only because I'm nice! The hint is...laundry! See if you can figure that one out (you probably can, I'm just being silly). It's late where I'm at, in case you couldn't tell. I realize Chapter 2 was kind of weird, but it's not the end of the story, so keep checking for more! But, please don't pull your hair out...I know what it's like being kept in suspense.
Moonchild10:
It feels so cool to be reviewed by you! I love your Teen Titans fanfiction! Thank you so much for your wonderful comments!
satussimpson:
I like chocolate...yummy! But don't worry, I promise I won't take too long.
And...that's the end of those! Sorry this "Author's Notes" was so long...I apologize. But, then again, I suppose you didn't have to read them if you didn't want to, so I don't feel so bad now. I'll work really hard to get Chapter 4 up as soon as possible!
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