While I was walking to the roof I walked pass the Common room caching the sounds of Cyborg's shouts and cheers at the new game he got. Starfire’s not so silent humming, which means she’s cooking and if she’s cooking that means Robins with her, 'supervising'. Letting out a microscopic smirk I continue my journey to the roof.
The weather was warm as I entered the roof. The sun was shining; the soft autumn air was blowing my purple hair as well as the colorful leafs that mange to get at the top of the tower. I listened to the sound of bird’s chipping, but strangely the sounded dulled until I didn't hear anything except that one thought that lingers in my mind, never giving me peace...
In moments later, thought it felt like forever, I heard the birds again. I let out a soft sight and opened my eyes. Immediately I saw a green boy also known as Beast Boy. He was sitting at the edge, drawing the scenery in front of him. Not long time ago I found out about his talent at drawing, so it wasn't much of surprise that I find him with a note pad and a pencil nowadays.
I walked over him and sat down beside him while he just looked at me nodded and continued to draw. You see Beast Boy temporally lost his hearing from our last mission, so he doesn't even talk because it creeps him out that he can’t hear even his own voice. So it's been quiet for the past week. Too quiet.
I stared at him as he continued drawing using different color of pencils. The curiosity finally won over and I pull out my notebook and wrote
'What are you drawing?' I wrote using a purple pen. After a few minutes he replied.
'Peace.' He wrote with a forest green pen and then put a book between us that was like a line that separate us.
'Why?' I asked as I put the notebook on the book and waited for his reply.
'Dunno, maybe because I need it the most.'
I won’t lie, his answer shocked me. That’s the same thing that I need.
‘Funny, that’s the same thing that I need; sadly I can’t seem to find my own peace.' I wrote.
'What happened that you can't find your own peace?'
'It' hard for me to concentrate, I can't sleep at nights and I keep thinking about...' and that’s were I stopped. I realized that I was talking with Beast Boy, THE Beast Boy who annoys me to no ends and is completely immature with his corny jokes. But he’s also kind, a nice person and has a good heart. Is it worth telling him everything?
'What are you thinking about?' I took a deep breath, grabbed the pen and wrote.
'I was thinking about myself, about you guys, to make it clear there is something I'm destined to do something bad. To bring something purely evil, that might destroy the world.' I wrote the last part hesitantly, thinking that he may be angry with me. But few nerve racking moments later he wrote back.
I don't know how to respond to that.
How could I not worry? My father, Trigon the Terrible, is going destroy earth and my family and he saying not to worry?!
'Don't worry. Just because you’re destined to do something bad, doesn’t mean you have to. Only you can make your own destiny.' And a second later he adds.
'And if you’re going to fulfill your destiny anyway you got our back, we'll be by your side no matter what. You have my word.'
‘Thanks’ that was my only reply as I stood up as so did he.
He gave me a warm smile and handed the drawing to me and left back to the tower. I lead him with my eyes until he was gone and then finally looked at the drawing.
My eyes winded as I caught my breath. In the drawing was I sitting at the edge of the roof looking forward. The colors were soft and merge nicely with one another. But what coughed my attention was my face. I had peaceful expression.
And below was written 'Be strong, don't give up. Garfield.'
For the first time since I found out about my destiny I let out a peaceful smile.