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Teen Titans Porn Story: Of Rain and Silence Chapter 1

Teen Titans Porn Story: Of Rain and Silence Chapter 1

Author: Anegel Miyu P. Trinton

Disclaimer: Teen Titans is owned by WB…but if it was mine Starfire would be bashed in every single episode…don’t hurt

me! I just don’t like perkiness.

Author’s Note: I love Raven’s character, so I just had to write a fic about her. hehe she’s practically my hero. Seriously,

though, her history hasn’t been mentioned in the series yet [although I love her featured episode, Nevermore. Happy

Raven scared the crap outta me.._] so I decided to just write it…and when her history IS explained in the series,

don’t shoot me for getting it all wrong…*has bulletproof vest* I don’t know who I’ll pair her up with yet, so you

ever-so-wonderful readers’ll have to vote for it…I’m leaning towards Raven/Beast Boy, but I haven’t seen any

Raven/Robin yet [although Starfire fans’ll probably kill me] so I have no clue.

Recommendations: Soulless by ckret2 – This has a good plotline so far..even though it only has one chapter for

now..hehe. Deals with Raven losing all of her emotions because some stupid monster destroyed the sixth floor

of Titan’s Tower, which is the floor that contains Raven’s dark and wonderfully gothic room [so wonderful..^^].

Without emotions, one is left as a blank slate, correct? Well Raven’s mirror, or portal to her mind, is destroyed.

So…what’s Raven to do? Surely she can’t just leave herself as an empty shell…and Beast Boy can’t leave her alone,

now can he?

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Chapter 1: The Tower

The rain poured outside the strangely shaped building that stood out among the darkened city. It beat against the

square windows and screamed of unrequited longing and redemption. The clouds boomed frighteningly and the moon

remained behind them, afraid to show its face for the fear that the clouds would turn upon it. The stars were blanketed

by the wisps of cloud, sleeping restlessly as they watched over the world in pure innocence. People in the streets

ran for shelter, fearing for their material possessions and state of dress. They seemed to be so focused on what they

were wearing and how their hair was that they did not even realize the saddened cries of the gods above. The people

of this city never realized how much they really did have and how the gods weeped for the blind misfortune. With

an exception for one brooding teenager in the latter, strangley shaped building known as Titan’s Tower.

Raven watched the clouds cry for redemption as she combed her pale left hand through her dampened violet hair. She

had been outside meditating on the roof when it began to rain, so she merely flew through the roof door and silently

made her way through the halls to her room. Her cape, for once, was not on her strong shoulders but on her bed,

on top of where the black silk sheets remained. Her body suit remained on, though, the black material already dry.

Within the grasp of her right hand lay a deck of tarot cards which had been given to her by him before his

rage had overtaken him.

*Flashback*

“You’re back!” A little girl yelled happily as she ran up to him. Little Raven, who was around five-years old, hugged

the tall man’s leg with great joy. “You’re back! How was your trip?” Her chin-length violet hair was held

in braids and she wore a black cotton nightgown. The young man had returned from a trip to one of the warring states

west of their lands at attempt to sanctify a peace treaty.

“Oh, it was fine.” He said with a smile as he awkwardly patted her on the head. After five years, he was still

not used to being with her. She was his pride and joy, his light among the darkness the covered his lands. “I have a

present for you, from the distant lands, Little Raven.” The silver tresses that covered his head wafted in the air

as the chilly breeze attempted to make them shiver. He tightened his black wool cloak around his body and that of

his daughter’s.

Little Raven’s dark charcoal eyes widened as they glittered with surprise. “A present?”

“Yes.” Pulling out a dark violet box made from wood and silver, he handed it to her. Little Raven smiled

sheepishly and accepted the gift with a shy hand. She unlocked the silver clasp and opened the box gingerly, as if

expecting the beautifully crafted box to break at a single touch. Little Raven gasped in awe and fascination as she

pulled aside the black silk that covered the box’s contents, revealing a deck of small, slender cards. The backs of

the cards were black and lined with silver. The design consisted of silver runes surrounding their family crest, which

was a raven that perched against a black orb. (AN: Think of the orbs that are on Raven’s fighting clothes)

“W-what is it?” Little Raven asked in deep enthusiasm.

He smiled and pulled out the top card, revealing a card that depicted two people falling from a tower as lightning

struck. The whole picture was bordered by silver and the inscription at the bottom read ‘XVI: THE TOWER’.

“These, my dear, are tarot cards.”

“What are tarot cards?” Little Raven asked, a hint of confusion in her light voice.

The amused man chuckled at her innocent inquisitiveness. “They help you to predict the future or help cure what

ails personal problems and thoughts. Here, I’ll teach you how.”

*End Flashback*

Her hand tightened around the deck as she allowed herself to mimick the rain, but just this once. A single tear

fell from her right eye and onto the deck of cards, causing the top card to become slightly damp. She lifted her

left hand and softly placed it over the deck, hesitating for a moment. Raven then pulled out the damp card from

the deck.

“Sixteenth card. The tower.” Raven narrowed her eyes at the card, glaring at it in contempt. “How ironic, father.”

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“Yo, B! You better not be makin’ those tofu eggs again!” Cyborg yelled, his stomach churning from the mere thought.

“I may be mechanical, but my mouth has taste buds that want food that actually tastes edible!”

“Oh, quit your whining.” Beast Boy stuck his tongue out in annoyance. “What’s wrong with eating healthy, huh?” He

hid the frying pan behind his back. “And I thought you liked the tofu!”

Robin grinned and let out a deep chuckle. “This, coming from a guy who eats junk food like a pig!”

The zoanthropic teenager turned himself into a green boar in contempt. He snorted angrily.

“Where is Raven?” Starfire asked curiously as she twirled her soft red hair inbetween her fingers. “I have not seen her

this whole day and it is nearly time to partake of our wonderous dinner…”

Beast Boy, who turned back to his humanoid form after being repeatedly jeered at by Cyborg and his imitations of a

pig, shrugged nonchalantly and returned to the stove. He planned to get revenge by, indeed, cooking a tofu dinner and

Raven had only crossed his mind once. That one time was when he passed by her in the hall on the third floor. “I

don’t know, Star. She seemed kinda depressed…”

Robin and Cyborg gave him a ‘what else is new’ stare.

The cook rolled his eyes and snorted. “That’s not what I meant, you guys. I mean she’s moodier than she usually is.

Like today’s some kinda depressing occassion for her.”

Robin and Cyborg then gave him a certain look that had an expectant shine.

Beast Boy shook his hands in front of him in a ‘no way’ gesture. “Hey hey, don’t blame me. I didn’t do anything to her

today!” Afterwards, he began to back away from Starfire, who was doing a remarkable impression of a drunkard on

a roller coaster. He gulped nervously as Robin and Cyborg looked away, covering their mouths at an attempt not to

barf their brains out. Starfire had found the mustard again.

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AN: Okay, so it wasn’t that long. It’s mostly just a prologue to things…

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