AN. Hello my loyal readers. If you are my loyal readers that is. Hmm… Oh well (shrugs). This is my second Teen Titans fic… YAY! (people start dancing in the background) Focused around Beast Boy and Raven, it changes character every line across page. I'd say… um… twice in each chapter. I don't own Teen Titans, but it the owners want to sell it to me I have (loud crashes) a remote control, a small dog and a turnip.
The way I write
"Titans, go!" The cry echoed around the street. In the middle, a tall thing was eating street-lamps, absorbing their power. On one end, five figures stood. They each leaped towards the thing eating street-lamps. It turned, absorbing the pale blue blast that one of the five shot from its arm.
"Overload, stop!" one of the Titans called. Overload laughed, a lunatic sound in the dark street.
"Starfire, get water!" the boy in the cape yelled.
"Yes friend Robin." Starfire flew into the next street.
"Raven, Cyborg, Beast Boy, distract him," Robin yelled. He ran to help Star. The three remaining titans ran forward, each using their own power. Beast Boy morphed into a tiger, Raven picked up a mailbox and Cyborg started shooting his cannon. With one swipe Overload smashed Cyborgs cannon, sending him flying into a wall. Ravens attack was batted aside and she went the same way as Cyborg. Beast Boy growled low in his throat. He leapt at Overload, swiping his long claws back and forth. Overload caught him easily and held him up to his eyes. Beast Boy gulped. He looked down and saw Raven lying in a pile of rubble, one of her long legs caught under a block of concrete. He growled again and swiped at Overload. The villain laughed, his pupils narrowing to tiny dots.
"Surprise," he growled and super power lights shone from his eyes, right into Beast Boy's extra-light-sensitive eyes. Beast Boy howled and fell to the ground, his eyes closed. Pain was threading through his mind like needles. He turned back into himself and staggered. His hands went over his eyes. He staggered over to where he had seen Raven. He tripped over an unseen bit of rubble and he went sprawling, his hand landing on something soft and cold. He groaned loudly and fainted.
Raven woke up to see Robin, Starfire and Cyborg standing over her.
"Are you undamaged?" Starfire asked, her hands gentle on Raven's shoulders. Raven shrugged them off, sitting up.
"I'm fine. Where's Beast Boy?" Robin blanched, a sob escaped Stars throat and Cy looked away. "Where's Beast Boy?" she repeated, a little louder. Star buried her head into Robin's chest and he pointed a shaky finger towards his left. Raven looked and saw Beast Boy lying on a white bed, his head wrapped in a bandage and a long cut down his arm. She stifled a cry and a cup shattered. "Is he alright?"
"He should be fine. A little bump on the noggin and that scratch, but he hasn't woken up." Cy put a heavy hand on her shoulder. "We think there might be something wrong with him."
"There can't be," Raven said, a little loudly. A lamp fell over, cracking on the ground. "He's going to be fine." She flew out of the bed and over to Beast Boy's side. She held her hands over the cut and closed her eyes, focusing her power. A whitish shimmer came around them and the cut on his arm faded slowly. She was a little less eager to fix his head.
"Come on Raven," Cyborg said. "You fixed his arm, now fix his head."
"I can't," she said shakily.
"What do you mean you can't?" Cy shouted. "You've got to."
"It's too close to his brain. I do one thing wrong and it could damage him forever. It could change him so much, he wouldn't be Beast Boy anymore." She sighed. "I'm not willing to risk it."
"Is Beast Boy going to be alright?" Star said.
"We don't know Star," Robin said softly. "We might never know." They left, his arm around her shoulders. Cyborg gave Raven a scandalised look and left too. She collapsed into a chair next to Beast Boy.
"I'm sorry BB," she said softly. "I can't heal your head. I'm so sorry." He stirred and muttered. She leant closer to hear what he said.
"Raven." She sat back, shocked. "Raven," he said again, his voice harsh and scratchy. She sat there for a moment more, before realising what this meant. His brain wasn't injured. He could think, remember. Feel. She almost cried with relief. He sat up slowly, his arms supporting him. "Raven," he croaked again.
"Yes Beast Boy?" she asked.
"Where are you?" He sat up and put his arms our in front of him, trying to find her. His hand landed on her arm, sending a shiver up her spine. His hand was warm against her bare skin.
"I'm here." She took his hand in hers and leane closer. "What is it?"
"I can't see," he said softly. His breath blew against her face.
"You've got bandages over your eyes. Just wait, I'll get them off." She let go of his hand and he gripped her forearm. She ignored this and started to unwrap the bandages from his head. She unwrapped layer after layer, being careful not to injure anything underneath the bandages. She reached the bottom of the pile and unwrapped the final strip from his eyes. He opened them slowly and she gasped.
"What?" he asked. "Are they off?"
"Yes," her voice came from his left.
"And?" He turned his head from side to side. But there was nothing. Not even a tiny flash of light.
"Well… Can you see me?" There was something different about the way she sounded. Maybe his ears were blocked.
"No. I can't see anything." He started to get impatient. "Are you sure they're off." He opened his eyes wider. She made a choked sound and something broke.
"I think you might… might…" she stopped.
"I might what?" he asked.
"I think you might be blind," she said softly. He let go of her arm and leaned back. His head connected with the bed-head with a loud crack. "Careful," she said softly, grabbing his arm.
"What do you mean 'careful'?" he shouted. "I can't see. I don't even know if it's actually Raven."
"Calm down," she said. Her hand tightened on his arm. "Who else would I be?"
"Starfire," he replied promptly.
"Yeah right," she said, her voice laden with sarcasm. "Do I honestly sound like Star?"
"No," he admitted. "But you could be… um…"
"I'm Raven, alright?"
"Alright," he said reluctantly. "Are you sure I'm blind? Maybe my eyes are just closed."
"Your eyes are open. Believe me." She sounded slightly sickened.
"Hey guys," Cyborgs voice joined Raven's. "We heard BB's voice. Oh my-"
"Beast Boy," Robin's voice said. He had the same tone as Raven. "What's wrong?"
"Why are his eyes so blank?" Starfire said from the doorway. Beast Boy turned to each of these noises, his large pointed ears working overtime.
"Beast Boy has a problem," Raven said, her voice back to its normal monotone. "He's blind."
"Blind?" Robin repeated. From Beast Boy's calculations he was standing next to Star, maybe a little to the left. Cyborg was standing next to Raven and Star was blocking the doorway. Raven was still sitting in the chair next to the bed.
"At least I can still hear," Beast Boy said gloomily. He slumped back again, his back landing on the bed-head. "This sucks."
"I'll say," Cyborg said.
He waved a hand in front of Beast Boy's wide, unseeing eyes.
"Don't," Raven warned him. Cy huffed and left again. Beast Boy turned to her. She could see tears in his eyes.
"Will I ever see again?" he asked her. His eyes seemed to look through her.
"I don't know," she said truthfully. He stretched out his hand again. Robin leant towards Starfire and whispered a few words in her ear. She nodded and they both left.
"I don't like this," he said. His hand brushed her stomach and jerked away. She shivered unexpectedly. His hand was so warm. "This isn't cool." His ear twitched. She sighed.
"Rest. Your eyes might heal by themselves." She put a hand on his arm. He turned to her. The tears were running down his face.
"I hope so," he murmured. "I'm tired. I think I'll sleep." He lay down, his back facing her. She thought about putting a hand on his shoulder, then decided not to. If you had to think about it, it's better if you didn't. He lay there for a few moments, but his breathing didn't slow down and become regular. Instead, it started hitching and coming out in harsh sobs. She touched his back lightly and he shrank away. She knew the feeling. She stood up and left, looking back at him before closing the door. She walked to her room, her feet just touching the floor. When she got there, she walked over to a small mirror on the vanity. She picked it up, closed her eyes and focused.
"Hey! It's Raven," a loud, unbearably enthusiastic voice said.
"Hello Happy," Raven said wearily. The pink cloaked emotion jumped.
"Why are you here?" Happy asked. Her loud voice drew the other emotions like moths to flame.
"I need to talk to you," Raven said. She looked around at the multicoloured Raven's around her. "All of you."
"Yes," the other emotions said in unison.
"Who made me shiver?" The emotions glanced at each other. Then they parted, revealing a purple cloaked emotion.
"Affection!" Raven said, shocked. "I thought you left after…" She stopped. She just couldn't say Malchoir.
"That bastard couldn't stop me." Affection stepped closer. "I'm stronger then ever." She flexed her slim arms. Happy giggled.
"I think you should be nicer to Raven," a grey-cloaked emotion said softly. Affection turned to the now trembling emotion.
"Why?" she asked.
"She is the person who thinks us up," the grey-cloaked emotion said. She sounded very hesitant.
"Oh hush Timid," Affection said. She said it nicely, but Timid still meeped and hid behind a green-cloaked emotion.
"Don't worry Timid," she said. "I'm here."
"Thank you Brave," Timid said. She hid herself under Braves cloak.
"If you don't mind," a yellow cloaked emotion said. Her eyes were magnified by round wire rimmed glasses. "Can we ask what else you want Raven?"
Raven sighed. "I want to know what Affection is doing." She turned to Affection.
"I just want you to realise something," Affection said cheekily.
"Your real feelings towards Beast Boy."
"I do not have feelings for Beast Boy," Raven said loudly.
"Sure you don't," Sarcasm said, her greyish purple cloak swirling around her ankles.
"I do not have feelings for Beast Boy," Raven repeated.
"We heard you the first time," Rudeness said. She grabbed a handful of her orange cloak and swished it around her legs.
"Yeah," Gross said. Her dry violet cloak was covered with tiny splotches and smelled strongly of overcooked vegetables. She belched loudly and scratched her rear. Raven made a face.
"How you were made, I'll never know," she said, shaking her head.
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Just put in the ones you believe…
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