Fan Fiction ❯ Rearing Your Shadow ❯ The Murder in the Storm- Part 3: Mangled Men with no Tomorrow ( Chapter 19 )

Chapter 19

The Murder in the Storm

Part 3: Mangled Men with no Tomorrow

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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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“You shall not pass…” Crow says, “I'LL MAKE SURE OF IT! AZARATH METREON ZINTHI!” Crow screams, and a wave of gray energy rips the floor apart, heading directly toward Shade, who only stands there with his eyes closed.

 

“No…” Shade's eyes open, suddenly, and he jumps over the blast before it makes contact. He spins in the air, and his tentacles shoot out for Crow.

 

Crow is grabbed, around his neck, arms, and legs. He is hurtled forward into a wall of rubble, and breaks through it.

 

Shade smirks, and suddenly screams out in pain. His tentacles withdraw, severed and spewing dark matter. Crow steps forward, smirking, as he holds the severed and squiggling arms.

 

The tentacles regenerate and the parts Crow hold disappear. Shade lunges forward, and punches at Crow in the face. Suddenly a sharp pain stabs into Shade, and Crow holds the scythe in Shade's gut.

 

Shade strikes, pulling the pushing out of him. He hurtles Crow him through a wall. Suddenly, The Murder jumps at hum, and grabs him. They burst through the roof once again, and stand in the pouring rain once more.

 

“Again?” Shade asks, as he turns back to Giga Shade. They lunge at one another once again. This time, however, The Murder pulls a garter from the building, and sets it up so that it is the highest point.

 

Shade lunges at him, and they begin to rip each other apart once more. Suddenly, lightning strikes the garter. The Murder stabs Shade, and then swings him into the beam of lighting just as it hits.

 

“AHHHHHH!” Shade screams in agony as the beam of electricity strikes him. The light illuminating from it makes his skin bubble as he gets normal pain from the electricity and heat, which is hotter than the sun.

 

Shade falls to the ground. He twitches slightly, and stands up, smoking.

 

He looks up to see Crow, rather than The Murder. “What are you going to do now?” He asks.

 

“What?” Crow is baffled. It looks as if he had won.

 

Shade faces upward, and lets out a blood-curdling scream. Suddenly, a blast of shadow bursts from his mouth and strikes the cloud, which then begins to open up and finally disappear.

 

“Your advantage is gone…” Shade laughs, clearing his throat as he finishes.

 

“You're a monster…” Crow says.

 

Shade merely tackles him through the floor, and lands in the hall where the battle began. The hall which leads to where Raven is. `Shit…' Crow thinks to himself. `Raven's right there… If he gets in there…'

 

”No.” Crow says aloud. He steps forward, his eyes gray with fury. His power now gathers around his body. Suddenly, he forms a skin of his energy, making it resemble Shade himself.

 

Shade lunges forward, and Crow throws himself at him, blasting both of them through the tower, and onto the island.

 

“We're out…” Crow says, surprised. Shade grabs him by the hair, and kicks him, tearing most of it. It no longer resembles a bird, but is merely a jumble of short hair.

 

He kicks at Shade, and Shade merely laughs. Suddenly, Crow grabs Shade, and flies upward. He hurdles Shade down at the ground.

 

“FOOL! This never works against-“ Shade pauses, his dark matter now evaporating, as he looks down. He coughs up some blood. A Huge sharp rock--not even 3 feet away from the tower--has impaled him, and the eye from his chest balances on top of its point.

 

“Thank god that rock's there…” Crow says, reaching for the eye. He grabs it, and starts to walk ways. Suddenly, he trips slightly, and the eye falls under a rock. “For crying out loud…” He says reaching for it.

 

“A little lesson, friend…” Darke coughs, “So long as the eye stays in shadow…”

 

Shade rises from beneath the rock “It can call me back to it…” He kicks Crow in the chest, and knocks him forward, back into the building. Shade has a lot of fatigue, and it looks as if he's evaporating from the stab wound, as particles of Dark matter visible seep out. He walks slower than before, but still fast enough to catch up.

 

Crow draws the scythe. He slams it toward Shade, whose tentacle grabs the handle, and holds it back. The other five grab it, and toss it aside.

 

“Fucker!” Crow screams, kicking him in the chest. Shade draws the Shade Blade, and stabs Crow in the right side of his chest, breaking through his back.

 

Crow screams in agony, feeling the cool metal of the blunt edge against his beating heart. It burns, hurts, stings, and feels freezing all at once, as he pushes closer to shade. More, and more of the sword push through him. Finally he stands face to face with Shade.

 

“Azarath,” Crow says, almost whispering it.

 

“No…” Shade blurts aloud, trying to push the blade up and kill him, but it's futile.

 

“Metreon,” Crow whispers lower.

 

“NO…” Shade fearfully grunts, louder than before, now trying to let go, but his arm is grabbed.

 

“ZINTHI!” Crow screams, and his eyes burst with gray energy.

 

“NOOOOO!!!!!!” Shade screams in agony, trying to escape, but failing.

 

A gray blast bursts forward from Crow's body, and hits Shade through the building. He screams in agony as he hits the opposite wall of the tower.

 

Shade stands up, now starting to fall apart, the same moment Crow does. All of his body is doing what the impaled part was, as particles chunk off endlessly. Shade and Crow stare at each other; now in the forms they met each other in just two hours and fifty-five minutes ago. They stand on the parallel sides of the tower. Every wall between them is merely rubble. Shade's red abyss eyes cut through the shadow of the tower like knives, as Crow stares back. His eyes are abysses of gray, and equal magnitude. They stare at each other in fear, pure hatred, and the feelings of betrayal.

 

“This is it…” Crow mutters.

 

“… the final stretch of this fight…” Shade continues.

 

“And only one will die here…” They both say at the same time, “And it won't be me.”