Disclaimer: I don't own anything TT related except for this plot and if you steal it you will not be alive to see tomorrow...thank you.
So anyways, this is my first TT story...be kind, and reply! But reply kindly... hope you like. And if something like...clashes with one of the episodes, I'm sorry; I haven't seen them all...and I can't write a story and not clash with any eppy's if I haven't seen them all, and sorry I didn't send this to you Chau...I was in a rush to do this! I'll send you the next chappy for editing!
Chapter 1: First Impressions aren't always Correct
Robin was on top of the famous Teen Titans tower, conveniently enough in the shape of a huge T. He was up there thinking. The wind was blowing towards him making his cape blow behind him. His hair was moving with the breeze, but not too much. He was thinking about Slade. How had he come back? He thought that he was gone for good and he was so glad when he finally was, he only regretted that it couldn't have been him that had destroyed him.
Slade.
The name made him want to destroy something. He kept thinking about this and it only made him feel angrier. He clenched his fists and brought them up to his face. He wanted to destroy something. This hatred consumed him. He couldn't stand it. "I'm going to kill him!" he said to himself commandingly. He didn't care how he did it, as long as he did it.
He was so consumed his thoughts he didn't notice the red-haired vixen walking up behind him.
She looked at him concerned. For the past few days she had sensed that some thing was bothering him. She had tried to console him, but nothing could comfort him. He had to deal with on his own, or so he had said. It made her sad to see someone so great falling into such a horrid mood.
He had to hit something, something hard. Something that would make him feel something in his fists. He had clenched them so hard they felt numb.
She walked up beside him, which was right in front of a metal vent coming out from the building.
He couldn't see her, but he knew the vent was there. He knew the layout of the whole building, and he knew that vent was made out of pretty sturdy metal; after all, it had to be if it was in the Titans tower.
He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists harder, if that was even possible.
"Robin?" she called softly as he turned quick as lightning.
She fell back against them vent as his hand came towards her.
His hand stopped short of her by about two inches, "Star!" he said stumbling back. He had almost hit her. He couldn't stand to see the look on her face next and what she said.
She had a look of pure horror in her eyes, as well as on her face. "You wish to...hurt me?" she asked her voice trembling dangerously.
"No! Never-I-" he said not knowing how to explain what he had been doing. His heart hurt so badly seeing her look at him like that. "I didn't-I was-Star I'm so sorry!" he said stepping up to her to hug her in apology.
Her body reacted for her. She tensed up again as if he was going to try and hit her.
It broke his heart seeing her do this. "Star...I..." his throat felt like it was closing up. He didn't know what was wrong with him. "I almost hit the girl I love..." the words in his head was echoed. Had he really said loved? "Do I really love her?" he asked himself looking at the beautiful, but trembling Tameranian girl in front of him.
"I am sorry for whatever I have done to cause this anger towards me!" she said running towards the door to go back down.
"Star wait!" he called making a useless attempt to run after her.
He clenched his fist and made another attempt to punch the metal vent in front of him, but the vision of Starfire came back and he stumbled back again. "What's wrong with me!" he growled at himself as he fell to his knees and hit his fists on the ground beneath him.
Slade was destroying his life and he wasn't anywhere near him at that moment.
Starfire was a wasn't usually one to cry, but she felt she had done something terrible to make Robin have almost hit her. She almost fell down the steps three times as she ran down them to go to her room.
She was running so fast down the hall to go to her room she didn't see the two other Titan boys walking towards her.
WHAM!
Starfire fell to the ground as tears started coming out.
"Whoa! Sorry there Star!" Cyborg said extending a hand to help her up. "I guess my sweet muscles take up too much room! He laughed to Beast Boy.
They had just been arguing that Cyborg only had muscles because of his bulky, half machine body, but he argued against it saying Beast Boy didn't have any.
Star stared at his hand, "Robin..." she thought. She was afraid of all men now; she felt that they might hit her.
She half way stood up when she started running down the hall. She almost ran into Raven along the way who managed to jump against the wall to get out of the way of the red-haired Tameranian.
She looked down the hall after her as Starfire ran into her room and slammed the door shut. She looked down the hall to her other fellow Titans. "What did you do now?" she asked in her usual monotonous voice. "Why do you always think everything's our fault?" Beast Boy asked waving his arms wildly. "Because you're boys..." she said as she started to walk on towards them.
She walked past them and grinned slightly. It felt so good to burn them like that. "What? And WOMEN never do anything to make people cry?" Cyborg shouted at the dark figure looming down the hall.
Raven stopped shortly and turned her head around. "No." she said as if it was an obvious answer and continued on her way.
"Man, if she didn't have her stupid...powers I'd-" Beast Boy started. "You'd what?" Cyborg laughed. Beast Boy felt defeated and continued walking in the direction they were headed in. "Aaw come on man! You know you wouldn't do anything!" he laughed running after his little green buddy.
Meanwhile, Starfire was in her room crying into her pillow. "What did I do to make him so angry with me!" she asked herself in her head.
Her eyes found a picture on her dresser of the Titans. She looked at it closely. She and Robin were next to each other. He was blushing, but she never knew why. She had her arm around him and was leaning closely to him.
She reached over and pulled the picture flat to the dresser and continued crying into her pillow, confused by the Boy Wonder.
Robin had eventually gotten the idea of destroying some rocks down on the outer parts of their small island. He had jumped off the top and shot a wire up to the top to slow himself down and lower himself without falling.
It felt good to have his fists hit something hard, but yet that would crack when he hit it. He envisioned the rocks with Slade's face on it. It felt good to feel as if he could control something other than himself. He had power over something besides himself.
He eventually became overly exhausted and started breathing very heavily, but he still had adrenaline flowing through his veins. With one last punch in him, he looked around for a boulder.
He found what he was looking for, and it was about 20 feet away from him. It had to have weighed nearly one ton.
He made a running start, jumped into the air off of a rock and slammed his fist into the middle of the gargantuan boulder. He landed on the ground and felt something warm inside of his glove. He looked up at the rock.
It was untouched. This made him angry again, and he jumped up again and hit it again with his metal boot. The impact sent pain shooting though his leg, but what happened satisfied him.
As he landed on the ground, a small crack formed, and it started splitting at a fast rate. It made a spider web look and chunks of it started crumbling off. He thought it was done, but it then split in half and the halves fell away from each other.
He knew his ankle was hurt, but he didn't know about his hands. He had hit so many things, but his hands had felt numb. He slowly pulled them off and looked at his fists.
Some of his knuckles had spilt open slightly and they were bleeding, but there were cuts all over the tops of his fingers where he had hit rock and on his knuckles.
"Starfire can you ever forgive me?" he asked as a tear slid down his face.