Fan Fiction ❯ TeenTitans; Road To Ruin ❯ A star and a black hole, one brightly shining out, the other dwelling darkly within ( Chapter 19 )
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By: Daggon_dora 
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Hentai / Fantasy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.28.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 213 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Hentai / Fantasy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.28.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 213 | Status: Completed
Noah walked slowly, letting the red head catch up before heading into the bar. He moved and sat down at a table near the back. The woman walked in and sat beside him.
It wasn't long before a good looking woman rushed over and sat on the blond's lap, stroking his face affectionately. A slip of the leg and he forced her to fall to the floor. "Get lost."
"But Noah.." The woman tried to stand, to wrap herself in his arms, but this time, had a beer poured over her head.
Noah smiled at her, handing the glass back to the neighboring table, "That should cool you down, now get lost."
The woman stormed away. Leaving him to look at his companion again. she however had found something interesting in the back. Fallowing her gaze, he saw a young man standing in the back.
Ember noticed him glancing at her, and frowned. "He's cute so what?"
"Cute huh?" The blond man stood and walked to the bar, a moment later returning with a plastic baggy. Outside of everyone else's view, besides the green eyed woman's, he poured an entire shifter of salt into the bag. After waiting another moment, he walked over to the man Ember had been looking at and spoke for a time. When they were done talking, they shook hands and he came back to the table.
"What was that all about?" The fire controller pouted, not sure what he could be up to.
Just then the other man went to the rest room. "One second." As he counted a wad of money, he started walking to the door and she hurried to keep up. Just when they left, a scream shot through the neighborhood. "I sold him the salt. Told him it was Cocaine, had to hurt like hell when he sniffed it. Made me some money, probably shot him off drugs forever, and all with a smile on my face. Sounds like a wonderful deal." Silently he added, making me feel jealous didn't help his case much either.
""You are a fucking prick, you know that?"
"Yes, yes I do. And you better never forget it."
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Ember stood over the blond energy sponge, watching him. He had been thrashing around the bed for hours, his body clammy and his mattress soaked with sweat litterally. He was almost as pale as those heroes they had met a few days before, his body refusing to stay still and yet a small amount of vomit would release if he moved too much. Once or twice his eyes had opened, bloodshot and unseeing. At one point he was cussing up a storm and started swinging, leaving a hole in the wall where he had hit.
She was worried, not knowing what was happening to the only man who had ever let her stay with him and asked nothing in return. Sure he was an alcoholic, foulmouthed, inconsiderate asshole, but for some deranged reason she felt like he looked at her differently. It was hard to explain, but she simply liked being around him, even if she didn't like him.
Silently, she watched as he calmed in his slep, but stayed close through the night. She left when it looked like he was waking up, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw her.
He said nothing.
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Ember sat alone in the decimated building, waiting for Noah to return. He had been gone almost two hours adn she was sick of just sitting there. The red head was used to doing nothing for days on end, but now that she was free, she always felt the urge to be doign something. Finally, she decided to rummage through the items that were scattered around the house.
Sifting through the piles in the living room, she found used condoms, empty bottles of beer and tequila, and thousands of cigarette packages. This was boring, disgusting, but boring. Looking around the bedroom, she found mostly the same, as well as several peices of clothing and some plates. How could anyone live like this, she wondered. Then she noticed a case laying beside the bed, peaking her curriousity.
Tossing the case on the mattress, sliding the two clasps open and pulling the lid up. Inside were six blank video tapes, two journals makred Oct 5 and 6 1997, and a large object that looked like a metal glove. The pyrokenetic was never much for reading, but she grabbed the videos and the glove and headed to the living room.
It took anotehr few minutes to find the vcr under the trash, but she was sure there had to be one attached to the tv, she remembered him watching something in here while she was sleeping the night before.
Slipping one tape into it's place, she flipped on the television and sat back. Atleast now she could watch what was probably a porn until she could think of something interesting. But then if it was a dirty movie, why was it hidden in the case?
The screen lit up, relatively, to show a dark room with children lying in chains all around. They were all middle eastern, or somewhere lie that, it was hard to tell in the dark. None of them were moving too much and they all looked exhausted. Suddenly the camera whirled around to a door opening across the room. In stepped a man and woman, each in black and gray clothing, thie kind you see robbers in the movies wearing, along with metal gloves identicle to the one Ember had found.
The woman had dark compextion, hair and eyes, the exact colors hard to determine. Then, in her eyes, a lightening bolt shot forward and snapped in a tiny explsion in the air. A scar drawn along her face, from above her left eye over her noxe and to the lips, ending in a hook.
The man had red hair and brown eyes, and looked irish.in decent. She wasn't sure what made her think that, but it just seemed correct. He was playing with a flame, throwing it from the tip of one finger to the next, running over all five fingers and back up again.
The woman knelt in, staring right into the camera. Her voice sounded dangerous, thick and lusting after something other then sex. "Oh good, Void is awake. Now I have a moment to see you one last time before this is over. You should have jsut done what you were told boy, now it's too late."
The man laughed, his voice crackling like a fire. "We have set a bomb that will go off shortl. I am not a fool however, I know you will survive and I know that absorbing the energy surge will give you enough strength to free yourself. It won't matter though, because you will remember this forever, remember these children screamin, dying around you. That will haunt you long after we dissappear." He leaned down, coming very close to the camera. "I like you though, you have one last chance to reconsider, what do you say?" A large wad of red and yellow flem landed right above a brown eye.
Without another word the two left the rom and whoever was behind the camera. It cut out shortly afterward, though it looked edited rather then turned off.
Ember stared at the screen for some time, then when finding nothing more happened she pulled the tape from the vcr. After several minutes of debating, she slid a second tape in and sat back.
This time the picture lit up brightly almost immediately, a forest surrounding the camera person. "Void touchdown. The other operatives should be meeting me soon, then the mission will be explained. Dark Operation 467, codename Dove slaughter, who the hell comes up with this shit? Do me a favore whoever is watching this, slap the shit out of the bitch in charge of naming these thigns." The voice was Noah's, Ember finally realized who it had to be behind the lens.
Once again, the man and woman entered the sight range of the camera. This time they were frowning, with official looks on thier faces. The man spoke up, "Agents Inferno and Clatter, are you Void?"
"No, I am super forest ranger, I heard there was a squirl in trouble nearby and flew to help immediately. Fucking idiots."
The video was ruined from that point on, leaving nothing more then static and snow to teh watching green eyes. As quickly as possible, she threw in a third tape. "One more, just one more." She whispered, wondering about the order she had decided to watch them.
This time, it popped up in mid conversation. The woman who was apparently Clatter was glaring into the lens. "What do you mean no?"
Noah's voice broke through the silence that fallowed, fury making him scream. "I DON'T KILL KIDS, I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT NO GOD DAMNED ORDERS, KIDS ARE OFF LIMITS PERIOD."
"That's too bad Void." Her voice was dark and low, thick with anger.
"Whatever bitch, you touch those kids and a thousand governments won't be able to hide you from me." The scene turned with the owner's head, then a sudden sound shot throught he air and Noah fell face first to the ground, the lens bouncing hard on the stone. Out of the corner of the screen the man was standing above, a still smoking muzzle poking out of the metal glove.
Green eyes went wide when the tape was paused, for a second she wondered if she had moved onto the remote, but when she stood to look she saw a pair of dull, tired yellow eyes staring at her.
She looked at her feet, she had been caught and now she deserved to be punished. After a few weeks of living with him, she thought she knew him well, but what she had just witness on those tapes made her think different. For a minute she wondered what he would do to her.
"I hunted them down you know, for what they did. Took me four years." Noah walked slowly toward her, never taking her eyes from her's. Weither to see her response, or decide how to deal with her she didn't know. "While i searched, it was like I was just watching a continuous movie, surreal somehow. It was like a dream, and when I did dream, it was like my own personal hell, made by personal demons, created by my own actions. I have done evil things Sparky, that cannot be forgiven. It's probably best if you go." He finally turned from her, staring at the paused screen.
Ember felt something inside of her coerced the words from her mind, or perhaps her heart, to her lips. "Tell me about the nightmares, is that why you drink all the time, and take all those pills?"
He looked at her for a moment, then decided to answer. "The nightmares are about that night, I just keep invisioning thier faces as they screamed and begged for my help, but I couldn't help." When she made no response, he continued. "I drink and take the pills to block out the pain. You see, my powers to absorb let me live through alot, but at a price. The energy rips at my nerves, a constant agony that I have to live through every day."
"What happens to all the energy?"
"It fuels my strength speed and endurance. The more I absorb the more I can increase it." He was loking right at her now, facing her.
"one more question, and this one is very important." Her face was serious, her features intense. "Can I have a drink? I think it might help with my pain."
His eyebrow quirked, "What pain is that?"
She pointed at him, "the pain in my ass."
"Call me that again, and I will fuck your ass and be a real pain in it."
A wicked smile came to her face, "Promises, promises." He simply turned away, frowning.
It wasn't long before a good looking woman rushed over and sat on the blond's lap, stroking his face affectionately. A slip of the leg and he forced her to fall to the floor. "Get lost."
"But Noah.." The woman tried to stand, to wrap herself in his arms, but this time, had a beer poured over her head.
Noah smiled at her, handing the glass back to the neighboring table, "That should cool you down, now get lost."
The woman stormed away. Leaving him to look at his companion again. she however had found something interesting in the back. Fallowing her gaze, he saw a young man standing in the back.
Ember noticed him glancing at her, and frowned. "He's cute so what?"
"Cute huh?" The blond man stood and walked to the bar, a moment later returning with a plastic baggy. Outside of everyone else's view, besides the green eyed woman's, he poured an entire shifter of salt into the bag. After waiting another moment, he walked over to the man Ember had been looking at and spoke for a time. When they were done talking, they shook hands and he came back to the table.
"What was that all about?" The fire controller pouted, not sure what he could be up to.
Just then the other man went to the rest room. "One second." As he counted a wad of money, he started walking to the door and she hurried to keep up. Just when they left, a scream shot through the neighborhood. "I sold him the salt. Told him it was Cocaine, had to hurt like hell when he sniffed it. Made me some money, probably shot him off drugs forever, and all with a smile on my face. Sounds like a wonderful deal." Silently he added, making me feel jealous didn't help his case much either.
""You are a fucking prick, you know that?"
"Yes, yes I do. And you better never forget it."
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Ember stood over the blond energy sponge, watching him. He had been thrashing around the bed for hours, his body clammy and his mattress soaked with sweat litterally. He was almost as pale as those heroes they had met a few days before, his body refusing to stay still and yet a small amount of vomit would release if he moved too much. Once or twice his eyes had opened, bloodshot and unseeing. At one point he was cussing up a storm and started swinging, leaving a hole in the wall where he had hit.
She was worried, not knowing what was happening to the only man who had ever let her stay with him and asked nothing in return. Sure he was an alcoholic, foulmouthed, inconsiderate asshole, but for some deranged reason she felt like he looked at her differently. It was hard to explain, but she simply liked being around him, even if she didn't like him.
Silently, she watched as he calmed in his slep, but stayed close through the night. She left when it looked like he was waking up, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw her.
He said nothing.
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Ember sat alone in the decimated building, waiting for Noah to return. He had been gone almost two hours adn she was sick of just sitting there. The red head was used to doing nothing for days on end, but now that she was free, she always felt the urge to be doign something. Finally, she decided to rummage through the items that were scattered around the house.
Sifting through the piles in the living room, she found used condoms, empty bottles of beer and tequila, and thousands of cigarette packages. This was boring, disgusting, but boring. Looking around the bedroom, she found mostly the same, as well as several peices of clothing and some plates. How could anyone live like this, she wondered. Then she noticed a case laying beside the bed, peaking her curriousity.
Tossing the case on the mattress, sliding the two clasps open and pulling the lid up. Inside were six blank video tapes, two journals makred Oct 5 and 6 1997, and a large object that looked like a metal glove. The pyrokenetic was never much for reading, but she grabbed the videos and the glove and headed to the living room.
It took anotehr few minutes to find the vcr under the trash, but she was sure there had to be one attached to the tv, she remembered him watching something in here while she was sleeping the night before.
Slipping one tape into it's place, she flipped on the television and sat back. Atleast now she could watch what was probably a porn until she could think of something interesting. But then if it was a dirty movie, why was it hidden in the case?
The screen lit up, relatively, to show a dark room with children lying in chains all around. They were all middle eastern, or somewhere lie that, it was hard to tell in the dark. None of them were moving too much and they all looked exhausted. Suddenly the camera whirled around to a door opening across the room. In stepped a man and woman, each in black and gray clothing, thie kind you see robbers in the movies wearing, along with metal gloves identicle to the one Ember had found.
The woman had dark compextion, hair and eyes, the exact colors hard to determine. Then, in her eyes, a lightening bolt shot forward and snapped in a tiny explsion in the air. A scar drawn along her face, from above her left eye over her noxe and to the lips, ending in a hook.
The man had red hair and brown eyes, and looked irish.in decent. She wasn't sure what made her think that, but it just seemed correct. He was playing with a flame, throwing it from the tip of one finger to the next, running over all five fingers and back up again.
The woman knelt in, staring right into the camera. Her voice sounded dangerous, thick and lusting after something other then sex. "Oh good, Void is awake. Now I have a moment to see you one last time before this is over. You should have jsut done what you were told boy, now it's too late."
The man laughed, his voice crackling like a fire. "We have set a bomb that will go off shortl. I am not a fool however, I know you will survive and I know that absorbing the energy surge will give you enough strength to free yourself. It won't matter though, because you will remember this forever, remember these children screamin, dying around you. That will haunt you long after we dissappear." He leaned down, coming very close to the camera. "I like you though, you have one last chance to reconsider, what do you say?" A large wad of red and yellow flem landed right above a brown eye.
Without another word the two left the rom and whoever was behind the camera. It cut out shortly afterward, though it looked edited rather then turned off.
Ember stared at the screen for some time, then when finding nothing more happened she pulled the tape from the vcr. After several minutes of debating, she slid a second tape in and sat back.
This time the picture lit up brightly almost immediately, a forest surrounding the camera person. "Void touchdown. The other operatives should be meeting me soon, then the mission will be explained. Dark Operation 467, codename Dove slaughter, who the hell comes up with this shit? Do me a favore whoever is watching this, slap the shit out of the bitch in charge of naming these thigns." The voice was Noah's, Ember finally realized who it had to be behind the lens.
Once again, the man and woman entered the sight range of the camera. This time they were frowning, with official looks on thier faces. The man spoke up, "Agents Inferno and Clatter, are you Void?"
"No, I am super forest ranger, I heard there was a squirl in trouble nearby and flew to help immediately. Fucking idiots."
The video was ruined from that point on, leaving nothing more then static and snow to teh watching green eyes. As quickly as possible, she threw in a third tape. "One more, just one more." She whispered, wondering about the order she had decided to watch them.
This time, it popped up in mid conversation. The woman who was apparently Clatter was glaring into the lens. "What do you mean no?"
Noah's voice broke through the silence that fallowed, fury making him scream. "I DON'T KILL KIDS, I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT NO GOD DAMNED ORDERS, KIDS ARE OFF LIMITS PERIOD."
"That's too bad Void." Her voice was dark and low, thick with anger.
"Whatever bitch, you touch those kids and a thousand governments won't be able to hide you from me." The scene turned with the owner's head, then a sudden sound shot throught he air and Noah fell face first to the ground, the lens bouncing hard on the stone. Out of the corner of the screen the man was standing above, a still smoking muzzle poking out of the metal glove.
Green eyes went wide when the tape was paused, for a second she wondered if she had moved onto the remote, but when she stood to look she saw a pair of dull, tired yellow eyes staring at her.
She looked at her feet, she had been caught and now she deserved to be punished. After a few weeks of living with him, she thought she knew him well, but what she had just witness on those tapes made her think different. For a minute she wondered what he would do to her.
"I hunted them down you know, for what they did. Took me four years." Noah walked slowly toward her, never taking her eyes from her's. Weither to see her response, or decide how to deal with her she didn't know. "While i searched, it was like I was just watching a continuous movie, surreal somehow. It was like a dream, and when I did dream, it was like my own personal hell, made by personal demons, created by my own actions. I have done evil things Sparky, that cannot be forgiven. It's probably best if you go." He finally turned from her, staring at the paused screen.
Ember felt something inside of her coerced the words from her mind, or perhaps her heart, to her lips. "Tell me about the nightmares, is that why you drink all the time, and take all those pills?"
He looked at her for a moment, then decided to answer. "The nightmares are about that night, I just keep invisioning thier faces as they screamed and begged for my help, but I couldn't help." When she made no response, he continued. "I drink and take the pills to block out the pain. You see, my powers to absorb let me live through alot, but at a price. The energy rips at my nerves, a constant agony that I have to live through every day."
"What happens to all the energy?"
"It fuels my strength speed and endurance. The more I absorb the more I can increase it." He was loking right at her now, facing her.
"one more question, and this one is very important." Her face was serious, her features intense. "Can I have a drink? I think it might help with my pain."
His eyebrow quirked, "What pain is that?"
She pointed at him, "the pain in my ass."
"Call me that again, and I will fuck your ass and be a real pain in it."
A wicked smile came to her face, "Promises, promises." He simply turned away, frowning.