I’m the most horrible person in the world
It fell unrelenting from the sky in fat, round droplets, splashing against the wet pavement before it cascaded in rivers toward the drains. It dimmed the glow of the traffic lights, making them a soft glow rather than their vibrant colours. It dimmed the headlights of cars which inched down the street, the whippers swishing frantically. It obscured people as they huddled indoors, or clutched at windblown umbrellas and overcoats.
It obscured the bolt which struck her.
It chilled Beast Boy and gave him a cold bad enough that Raven decided to play nurse and feed him chicken soup back at the Tower. It chilled Cyborg’s human parts enough that he was clad in his yellow raincoat and burdened by the hat. It chilled the citizens of Jump City during their dashes to reach cover.
It chilled Robin’s heart as he watched her fall.
It swallowed the laughing form into its embrace, disappearing into the wet. Lost and forgotten, vengeance and revenge taken and deed done. It engulfed the world, nothing else existed.
It swallowed her whole.
It tore his voice from his throat. It ripped at his lungs and his mind and tossed them away. It clawed out his stomach and let it spill onto the wet.
It screamed with him as she hit the pavement.
Red liquid melted into pink, only to be washed away to the drain. Cyborg’s ashen face melted into horror, but he was too far away to make a difference. Water tugged at Robin’s feet, the wash causing him to slip and fall as he scampered to her side.
It washed the life away.
It howled her name, echoed sears upon the soul. It called and begged and pleaded and was lost to the storm. Shaking fingers snatched at a pulse, finding none.
It lifted her up into his arms. It carried the tears down his face and on to hers without a whisper of hesitance. Sodden hair swirled around him as he bent his head.
Don’t leave me. Please don’t leave me.
Rain, raging wind, darkness and electricity howled around him as he cradled her. Everything was lost to the storm and nothing else mattered. Waves crashed in the harbour, wind howled through the trees and as they huddled in the rain, his heart broke.
Sunlight has rays.
Hope came with Cyborg. A hulking, mechanical man with a heart of gold and compassion to match, and sense which wasn’t knocked out of him when love fell. Fingers which were sure as they checked in the right places for a pulse which was different than a humans. Hope which came with a sigh and a frantic call for aid.
Let’s get her out of the rain.
Au where Steph works a bunch of odd jobs to help her pay for college. Like on Thursdays she walks the Waynes dogs and on saturday she’s a gogo dancer at a club.
And when she starting walking the Waynes dogs it was just titus. But then…
I remember this arch. One of the best stories. Teen Titans was really a phenomenal children’s show. What happened to good writing?
The best part was the play on words in the last panel.
"You treated us like dirt."
Terra manipulates the earth; therefore, Terra manipulated them. I was always amused.