Well, Well, Well.... I don't know why, I just suddenly had an urge to say that.
Matt A said:
"It's been a while", you said. No kidding. The last time you posted on this thread was over
six months ago...which makes these two chapters a little overdue, wouldn't you say?
Yep, VERY overdue....
ravenfire666 said:
That was good, very interesting i wonder who it is? i think it might be Dead-Eye or Robin. Who knows but you. Any way as I was saying it was very good you got me hooked (again)
Matt A said:
It's rare that I can remember everything about a story after having left it for a half a year, but as soon as my eyes caugh those first few lines, it all came right back. What that's a testament to, I'm not sure, but it's good.
death58 said:
Like Matt, I actually remember what has happened in this fic since you last wrote all those months ago, and that's quite the incredible feat.
In my experience not many people tend to forget me, I on the other hand once forgot my former girlfriend's name, in her presence................
I'm basing some of this relationship stuff off things I did in high school and uni.
Thats why it seems so realistic and yet so strange and awkward, Truth can be stranger than fiction, take Jerry Springer, if you told that by someone at work, or in schol you wouldn't believe it, but actually seeing those weirdos you actually accept that things can be that..... wrong?
Enough flabbergasting
L'acte d'ouverture: Exorcism is good for you!
(I’m not sure that’s how you spell it)
·Cyborg:
“Bring!! Bring!! Bring!!” the telephone rings.
‘I got it!’ I yell. The phone has been ringing non-stop for the past week. The surprising part is that all the calls are for Raven…
Its probably something to do with the current crime wave. Something a little out of league for example; a horde of rabid ghosts, poltergeists, demons and all that stuff in Raven’s area.
‘Rae! ‘nother call for ya here!’ I yell across the room.
Raven is meditating on air at the main window. Next to her, although not airborne is Dead-Eye, sitting with his back against the glass.
Both of them are tired, they’ve been called out all hours of the night, Raven for the obvious reason that this is her specialty and Dead-Eye, well I’m not sure, but it seems is senses are able to detect and track these spirits we’re facing. They leave no scent, no chemical markings of their presence and no form of heat signature. But they do show up on Dead-Eyes more obscure senses, including his Tele-vision.
What you don’t know what his Tele-Vision is?
It’s Dead-eye’s trademark power!
One of the two main reasons we call him Dead-Eye is his vision, it practically doesn’t exist.
He just wears a thick pair of goggles that prevent anymore damage to his eyes.
His Psyhoempathicoptomancy as one of Rae’s books labels it, or Tele-Vision as BB calls it, is the power to locate someone’s mind, enter it and look through their eyes, seeing exactly what they see, with no lag. He can’t read the minds, but he can do that telepathy thing, but only those with a “Focused Mind”, so that drops out everyone but Raven and Robin, sometimes Terra can hear him but it’s not any distinct message.
He has a few other little oddities, his bone structure has more in common with a cat then human, he has metal plate in his skull that I’ve identified as being from the armour of a next-generation assault tank and finally, Dead-Eye is a little bit accident prone, I can see why he has the armour on the skull, but that doesn’t help with the repeated limb fractures and dislocations, the upside is that his body is able to fix these pretty quickly instead of six weeks with a cast, he take it off after a week.
But lets get back to whats happening now…
I toss the cordless phone at Rae, it sails through the air, and just as I think its about to hit her… It stops in mid-air, before slowly whirling around her head to sit angled between her ear and her mouth.
She talks for a few seconds before ending the call and lowering the receiver to the floor.
Dead-Eye gets up and Raven changes to hovering while standing. They start walking to the exit, slowly with the weary look that most parents have when their infant child tries to break the record in the number of diapers stained in an hour.
‘Uhh Cy, could you give me and Dee a lift, its just that I’m tired and Dee is… well yeah…’ she asks of me. At this point my sympathy kicks me in that soft spot.
‘Yeah sure’ I reply.
She runs to the garage, with Dee close behind, I’m barely able to catch them. When we finally get in the T-Car, Rae gives me the address, its on the other side of town
When we get there we find a nice two story house in that middle class neighbourhood that TV shows use to allude to the “American Dream”.
‘Here, you sure?’ I ask. Raven looks to Dead-Eye.
‘Yep…’ he breaths in. ‘Its here.’ He continues gazing up at the house.
When we ring the door bell, the door opens slowly, and are greeted by a pile of pink clothing, with a pink wig, pink wings and a pink wand.
’Are you the people… You’re the Titans!?! Are you here to make my sister better, the doctors and the priest and those other guys in funny clothes tried but they failed.
‘Um yeah, we here to make sister feel better. Where’s Mommy?’ Raven replies, her voice is that kind voice you use with children if something bad is happening, or about to happen to the family.
The suburbia location has me thinking of Edward Scissorhands more than a little, but seeing as it's a brilliant film, that's hardly a bad thing. Creepy things are often at their most creepy when in such run-of-the-mill places, so I'm expecting this to get very twisted indeed. Plus an exorcism done with your midnight-black humour is going to be cool anyway.
I'd posted this back in 2016, over ten years ago!
