Fan Fiction ❯ Rearing Your Shadow ❯ The Murder in the Storm- Part 1: Inner Demons Revealed ( Chapter 17 )

Chapter 17

The Murder in the Storm

Part 1: Inner Demons Revealed

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Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans, or anyone else who appears in the television show. Everyone else is mine, so don't steal them.

 

Note: I thank my friend Ashraf for the title he gave me.

 

~GxJxR

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“Damnit!” Robin screams, falling to his knees, he pounds on the ground in fury, “CYBORG!” He screams in anger.

 

“He's gone…” Crow says, “It's only us…”

 

“Only you…” Robin says, turning. “You two, go on ahead. Go to the main room, and I'll hold him off. He will have to kill me to get to you, and I will not go without a fight!” Robin says, clenching his fist. “If you live, I'll be back.”

 

“ROBIN!” Raven screams, as Robin jumps back down, and runs back to the destroyed hall.

 

“Let him go…” Crow says, and he and Raven turn, and run down the hall.

 

They continue, and after sixteen minutes, the main room enters view.

 

“WE MADE IT!” Crow says, running toward the room. They can see the window, and run toward it, but Shade cuts them off, his sword covered in blood.

 

“Shade!” Raven scowls, looking at the man in front of them.

 

“Six little birdies, flying down the hall. One by one, they start to fall. First the naive one tries to escape. She's the first to meet her fate.” Shade sings, while cleaning his blade, “Five little birdies, flying down the hall. One by one, they start to fall. Then the green one tries to attack. Then he falls into a sack…”

 

“You deranged bastard…” Crow says, looking at him disgusted.

 

“Four little birdies, flying down the hall. One by one, they start to fall. Next the toy one tries to destroy. Next you know, he's a broken boy. Three little birdies, flying down the hall. One by one, they start to fall. The bat's son tries to take me on. Finally that one's gone…” He smiles, holding up a bloody hand, “Two little birdies, flying down the hall. One by one, they start to fall…” Shade stops singing, and pauses, “How should this line go?

 

“YOU BASTARD!” Raven screams, and she attacks Shade. Shade merely dodges, and flings her into a wall. A single trickle of blood falls down her forehead.

 

“RAVEN!” Crow screams, running over to her, “Don't worry babe, - won't leave you…”

 

“Oh yeah…” Shade smiles, and snaps his fingers. Crow grips his throat, and screams. He falls and his eyes widen in pain.

 

`My throat…' Crow thinks to himself, paralyzed in pain, `it hurts worse than before!'

 

“CROW!” Raven screams, and she crawls over to him.

 

“I-I-I… I? I!” Crow starts saying, surprised that he can say the syllable again.

 

“I re-enabled you to say `I',” Shade smiles under his dark matter, and he chuckles to himself, “I need you to say if for our fight…”

 

“NO!” Crow yells, standing up, “We've already gotten to the room!” Crow looks furious.

 

“Yes, but I don't see a sunrise…” Shade looks him in the eyes. Shades eyes are burning red. “That was the deal: I die in the light, you survive until then.”

 

“Why should I fight you? I can just hold you in my powers until sunrise, and then stay in the main room until then.” Crow smiles, and starts to mouth the magic words “Azarath Metreon Zinthi!”

 

Shade appears behind him. “You know as well as I do that you would like nothing more than to kill me… Or at least `The Murder' would…”

 

“The Murder is gone!” Crow says, turning to face him.

 

“Yes… The Murder was only to bring me down, and after we were together, he destroyed it.” Raven says, as-a-mater-of-factly.

 

“Exactly.” Crow says, looking at Shade.

 

“No. No, no. No, no, no.” Shade says, shaking his head. “The Murder is a part of you… Your dark side… And I would be able to sense that, now wouldn't I?”

 

“No… It's gone…” Crow says, looking into himself, as far as he can go without passing out.

 

“Think about it…” Shade whispers into his ear. He holds Crow's arms to his torso, and his head lies on his shoulder. “Raven… being torn apart…”

 

“Crow… I don't want you to become that again…” Raven says softly to him. She looks about ready to cry. “Don't become it…”

 

“Raven…” Crow says to her. His eyes fill with tears as he sees her upset like that.

 

“Being torn apart… and eaten…” Shade whispers in his ear again, going on. His voice penetrates the sanctity of the tower, and defiles everything calm, “… By me…”

 

Crow's eye pigment becomes yellow, and his eyes look like a reptile's. His incisor teeth become longer, and become fangs.

 

“Then… her remains… defiled and raped…” Shade says, calmly, trying to hide his pleasure in pissing Crow off so, “… Like a child… playing with his food… and it happens to be a dead bird…”

 

Crow's voice trembles, and his heartbeat can be heard from where Raven is standing. His voice sounds like his, only being masked over by a demon's. The demonic voice sounds an evil, deep, a ghastly voice that almost overpowers his. “R-Raven…” He says, in his two voices, “Run into the main room… and wait until the sun rises… NOW…”

 

“But I-“

 

“GO NOW!” He screams in the demonic voice, and she runs, tears flowing down her cheeks.

 

She remembers the voice. She has for all the time that had gone by since Crow's return on the week of her eighteenth birthday.

 

The Murder's voice.

 

She runs into the room, and falls on her knees at the window.

 

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Crow trembles in Shade's hands, and Shade holds back laughter. “Yes… I'm killing her… Blood mixing with sexual fluids… a grotesque, horrid display… yet you cannot stop watching… I cannot stop doing it…” He lets go of Crow, and stands back.

 

Crow's body begins to grow and become more muscular, and his clothes change to a brown battle armor, and his face begins to rot and three flaps of skin, which stretch when he opens his mouth, connect his lips. His eyes become a glowing white, and his hair gets larger. His cloak becomes a cape. Finally, a large stone-carved scythe appears, and he holds it with both hands. He lets out a deep moan; his normal human voice is lost inside of him, yet he maintains complete control of his actions. The only visible difference between this and his first transformation into The Murder is that his right eye has a tiny demonic pupil still visible.

 

“SHADE!” The Murder screams in anger, it's voice amplified off the walls. He is holding the scythe in one hand. “You WILL regret this!”

 

“Heh…” Shade smiles, “I guess you are stronger than I thought in this form…” Shade laughs.

 

Shade's three right tentacles merge, and form a solid black wing. The left ones extend into blades, and his core-eye glows a darker orange. His shoulders protrude out into three spikes, and his fingers become razor sharp blades on each joint. His chest Cavity hardens to form a sort of armor, and spikes off into two points at each side of his torso, and two at his hips. His legs darken, and form what appear to be pants, which spike four times before revealing his foot, which is now darker. His horns sharpen, and his hazy shadow hair becomes darker. He looks like a whole new warrior.

 

“That's new…” The Murder wheezes.

 

Shade laughs in a more powerful sounding voice, “Call me Giga Shade.”

 

“Fine…” The Murder says, raising its scythe.

 

And so begins the battle which will decide the fate of the Titans…

 

The Murder V.S. Giga Shade