Fan Fiction ❯ Teen Titans: Shadows Inside Us ❯ Down In A Hole ( Chapter 1 )
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Teen Titans: Shadows Inside Us
Part 1: Down In A Hole
By Saint Raven
“I should have just stayed in bed…”
That one stray thought ran it's course through Raven's head as she sat in the living room in Titan's Tower. For the past hour or so, she had vainly tried to read a passage from one of her ancient texts. Looking through her books the night before, Raven had discovered a spell that, mixed with another, could possible free Terra from her self-imposed prison in Slade's former headquarters. Raven had gotten up early to continue her search. Now, she held the book that may contain just what she needed to free their former teammate.
Instead, she was fighting with herself to not seriously injure Beast Boy and Cyborg, who were arguing about another video game, Starfire, who had just blown up the kitchen for the upteenth million time, and Robin, who was arguing with her about her cooking.
Raven groaned, forcing the headache that was forming back down into a lower part of her mind.
*Maybe I should spend some time in Nevermore...,* she thought, picking herself up from the chair she was in. Grasping her book, she headed for the corridor that led to the stairs.
“OH NO YOU DID NOT!!!” Cyborg screamed as his wrestler was knocked from the ladder he was perched on. “YOU DO NOT TREAT JOHN FREAKING LAYFIELD THAT WAY!”
“OH YEAH! TAKE THAT CYBORG! PEDIGREE!!” Beast Boy yelled back, as his wrestler, Triple H, slammed John “Bradshaw” Layfield, Cyborg's wrestler, into the mat. “Oh yeah! BB's climbing for glory!”
“You do realize...” Raven commented from the doorway, “that one, it's a video game, and two, wrestling in this country isn't real anyway.”
The game was paused as Beast Boy and Cyborg slowly turned to face the dark mage. “Raven, you do not disrespect Mr. The Game like that!”
“Yeah, and- HEY, what do you mean `Mr. The Game'? Layfield's way better than Helmsley, and besides, the only reason that Triple H wins ANYTHING is because of `The Backstage Powers'!”
“Oh no you did not!”
Raven groaned again as the two miscreants began fighting each other, flipping over the couch and rolling on the floor. She turned to see Robin walking towards her smirking, Starfire close behind.
“Makes ya wanna just kill them both, doesn't it?” Robin asked.
Raven returned the smirk. “I don't know about kill…maybe a slow torture…”
“Oh friend Raven!” Starfire exclaimed, “do not leave us to return to your dark and foreboding bedroom. Stay here with us!”
Raven shook her head. “I can't concentrate here. If I stay, I'll never get through this book and find that spell.”
“Do you really think that it will help us free friend Terra?” Starfire asked.
“I think so. If I mix a rejuvenate spell with the one I hope to find in here, then-”
The alarm shrieked as a crime was detected in the city. Robin ran to the computer and started typing as he located the source. “It's the HIVE. Titans, go!”
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“I really should have just stayed in bed today…”
The pink-haired sorceress known as Jinx muttered to herself as she sat slumped over in her chair. Gizmo was still going over their next plan of attack with Mammoth. For all his raw strength and power, the big idiot couldn't seem to remember the most general pattern that they set up.
Jinx sighed. She felt sad; she just didn't know why. *Maybe I'm coming down with a cold or something…* she thought.
“All right,” Gizmo announced, “I think we're ready to roll!”
“Are you sure this time?” Jinx countered. “I'm really getting sick of being thrown in jail every other week.”
“Don't worry. As long of snarf-head here,” at this, Gizmo motioned at Mammoth, “doesn't forget anything, we should be good.”
“Hey,” Mammoth retorted as the pair left the room, “I don't always forget things…”
Neither had noticed that Jinx was still in her chair. A thought had occurred to her as she sat in the chair. *I'm sick of fighting with Gizmo and Mammoth. I'm sick of the had Brother Blood treats me. I'm…-I'm sick of my life…*
“Hey Jinx!” Gizmo yelled from the doorway. “Coming any time soon?”
Jinx shook her head to clear it and stood up. “Yeah, I'm coming.”
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