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Terra (Tara Markov)

Mind wiped and crushed, Terra is a broken woman, who never recovered after her betrayal, for a time she was happy, but this died as she would never realize the friends she lost... Then Slade found her once more...

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Rulke

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Description

APPEARANCE



Full Name:Tara Markov

Age: 18

Place of Birth: Markovia

Personality:
Terra is quite insecure. She wishes to do good with her powers, and her determination to gain control of them is evident, but her lack of existent control usually proves them to be a danger instead of a benefit, thus making her reluctant to use them. Before Terra became a Titan, this lack was very evident and surfaced through her weak control over her powers and emotions. She had tried to put up a front of confidence, but was actually extremely afraid of people finding out how unstable she was.

Among the Titans, she is closest to Beast Boy. He feels he knows the most about her and so is the most understanding towards her. At first, she gets along well with all the Titans except Raven. Later, Raven develops a respect for Terra. After her return, Terra seemed to command much, much more control over her incredible earth-controlling and manipulating powers and capabilities. Terra is also a bit manipulative, as seen in "Titan Rising", when she pretended to cry so the Titans would let her join them.

She may learned the skill from Slade.

Powers/Abilities: Terrakinesis/geokinesis
Gifted intellect of technology and security
Enhanced endurance
Above-average physical condition
Advanced skill in hand-to-hand combat enabling her to defeat each of the Teen Titans single-handedly

History:

So begins...

Terra (Tara Markov)'s Story

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It was a state of utter devoidness, she knew her name, she knew who she was, but digging deeper, Tara knew nothing of the past, of her friends, of her betrayal of how she had led to the almost end of the world. it was of course for the best, but occasionally remnants of the past resurfaced as if to tempt and taunt her, but names, places and people were just faceless cadavers in her mocking show. Parodies were her life, she lived for them, whether a smile, a laugh, this was her existence and she had realized long ago this was the case.

A eighteen year old girl of this city, she had long long blonde hair, wore short shorts, heavy boots and a belt around her waist, her top had a middrift and she had a very tomboyish look about her. Otherwise nothing stood out. Nothing was amazing about her, sometimes people stared at her with disgust, she had gotten death threats even, and had no idea why, then again she was far too miserable to care.

Fortunately High School was over, and as of now, she was just sitting in the park, gazing into the oblivion of her mind, when she heard footsteps and swung around, the person face was hidden and he examined her much like something akin to a predator, hurriedly she channeled her powers, to try handle him, but he did nothing, just waiting.

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Slade stepped out from the shadows as his target grew nearer. His eyes studied her and her actions and it was clear and evident that she had most certainly lost most to almost all of her memories. "Hello Terra" he said bluntly, a familiar tone to his voice might trigger something within the depths of the girl's memories, but that was not his goal for now. "I've been waiting for you" his arms were crossed behind his back, his body up straight and strong and his face as usual unseen. Covered in his mixture between gold and orange, and black clothing of sorts. "You've gotten more control of your powers, very good." His eyes squinted slightly, studying her more; he would see almost every move she might throw at him, and he was equally or even more prepared than the oblivious Terra.

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Startled she ripped up the ground and leveled it up with her, staring her eyes ablaze with yellow, "Look, if you're a rapist I warn you now, you chose wrong person, I will smash your face in." she appeared somewhat unsure, but a little brave, though it was evident she was doubting herself, but she had torn the ground free and had it hovering next to her, ready to fling, "Back off, I might be miserable, but I will die before I let anyone do what you want to too me." the threat was clear, and it very obvious she was willing to murder him then and there. A flash hit her a voice and a slap, and she screamed, tearing more the ground free as collapsed crying, unable to understand, why she kept seeing this stuff, who was she? Why did she feel so empty and why was it this person brought forth so much conflicting emotions!

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As to be expected. "My dear child. You don't remember." Ignoring the vulgar accusations he'd take a step forward and would end up behind Terra in the blink of an eye. His arms remained firmly behind his back. "You are lost. Afraid. Are you afraid of your past, or not knowing your past. What ever it may be you know something haunts the very depths of your mind. Deep down inside, you do not wish to know what that horror is." His voice would seem to grow louder until the end of his sentence would sound like it were being spoken right into her ear. Of course when or if she were to push him away or something similar, he would be seen back in front of her where he was before.
"Tara. I can help you."

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Calming somewhat, she stared unsure, part of her told her not to trust this person, but he spoke softly, kindly even and this was rare for her, the ground stopped shaking so aggressively, a physical tremor permeated still, but it was low and very slow. Still she seemed mistrusting, but she asked the soft question, "How... how... how do you know who I am?" it was not like she even used her real name much, Terra was her identity through and through and well that was because she hated what people said of her, calling her a Princess and mocking it. But here he was, staring at her and appearing to offer safety, "You... are hiding behind a mask... why?" the poor woman was still so confused and found it utterly confounding why her head hurt when she tried to think of the past, and that mask, it seemed to make her both feel hateful and safe...

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"Because, Tara, everyone has secrets. Some more obvious than others. Some that need to be covered up." Slade replied, his voice remained on the same level and his sentences were instantly spoken after the girl had spoken. As if he had acted out the whole scene over and over again in his head. He'd ignore her first question and push it aside, she'd most likely forget she had asked it in the first place once he continued the conversation.
"I can remember everything for you. Tara you were betrayed and beaten. You were left to rot in the mud. They were jealous of you Tara." Slade then casually walked a bit closer to the girl, stopping in front of her and staring down at her, his voice smooth and convincing. "Don't you want to know why everyone looks at you like you're trash?"

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Blinking, she asked unnerved, "What you mean, what you mean I was betrayed? I don't understand..." she honestly did not, and when she was flustered like this, her powers tended to act out. But he seemed caring, compassionate even. The woman was unable to deny her feelings, he was right people did demonize her, and deep down she did want to understand. Lowering her gaze she responded, "I do want to know, I don't know what I did, surely it can't have been that bad? I do nothing to hurt people, not even fought back when people tried to hurt me in school. I want to know what you mean, why do people hate me so much? Why would anyone be jealous of me, I barely got control of my powers and am an orphan, who only got a house because a group paid for it, they never said why, just did so. I don't know what to think?"

Crying out her eyes shot aglow as cried out, "WHO AM I, WHO THE HELL AM I?!" with that she ripped up the ground and flung it great distance, screaming in torment, as voices echoed through her mind. So many words, so many suggestions, so many phrases...

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Slade swiftly backed off from the girl and dodge the large amounts of rock and land that flowed violently around them. Everything was flowing as he had expected it to. So many questions, such little time to answer them. "Tara. I can't answer all your questions now. There's not much time. Come with me, and all your questions shall be answered" Slade called out to her over the loud noise of the earth ripping around them. His voice still sounding calm. If it died down he would extend his right hand to the girl a few meters away from her. He was determined to use such power for his own good. This time, he would not screw up, no, no mistakes this time. Things would be easier than last time with the girl's memories gone.

"No one will ever harm you again if you come with me Tara."

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Unsure, she relaxed slightly and her power stopped channeling, as she took his hand tears flowing from her eyes, clearly miserable, "I want too... I want know more... I want to understand... please sir... please... I just want to know everything, why everyone hates me, why everyone wishes to hurt me, I don't understand... I want too... please..." she pleaded desperately, not seeing the evil within his stature or realizing anything, all she was finding was answers, answers which could make everything make sense. Who was she? Why were the group paying for her education and house, she just wanted to know. Tara wanted the nightmares to end, and instead understand why so many voices spoke through her head, what had she done to make people hate her so much? The poor girl had no idea... no idea....

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"There there child. You made the right choice." With the blink of an eye, Terra would find herself looking at her own reflection in a large puddle of sorts. They were further into the park.

"You can call me Slade Tara. And like you I was betrayed. You, are powerful, even more than those who betrayed you. They were jealous of your power, once they saw how well you controlled your powers, they found you too over powering for them. They turned everyone against you. Everything was ruined once they found out your true self." Slade moved in closer so his face would be seen in the puddle. "You just wanted friends, they didn't care about you. They tricked you and manipulated you into doing things you didn't want to do. Innocent people were harmed Tara, but it wasn't your fault. They tricked you. I understand. They hurt you mentally and they hurt me physically." Slade's words danced around fluently whether they were true or not did not matter for now, to Slade. He was very decisive and was patient but knew he didn't have a whole lot of time either.

"We are quite alike Tara."

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Shrugging she appeared rather unsure and nervous, but some of it made sense, it actually seemed realistic, very clear even. This much was obvious his reasons connected to what she knew, how much actually seemed probable. Altogether she seemed puzzled and little scared, but finally she would speak, "You being honest? It seems so real, and my mind suggests many things, many loose threads connecting? But who is this group and why do they hate me? I feel like I know them, and I hear many remnants echoing through my mind, but they all seem kindly, caring even? Are you sure these people are that evil, I don't even know who they are, but they seemed like my friends..."

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"The Teen Titans." A resentful tone would be heard in his voice. "Of course, your memories are only willing to show you the good of the past. As I said, they tricked you. They pretended to be your friend just to get their own way. They are deceiving, delinquent children who betrayed you Tara." Slade took a step back then lightly placed his hand on his shoulder comfortingly "they didn't accept you for who you are Tara. They hurt you. They tried to destroy you. But they failed. All they could do to stop you from stopping them was by erasing your memory."

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The woman growled in fury and her eyes went ablaze with yellow and the earth shook violently, there was clear distinction she was trying to destroy the whole park, not even caring who died, "THEY DID WHAT, THEY DID WHAT?!" the ground shook even more visibly and she continued, staring at him, while the whole Richter scale experienced something akin to a heart-attack. The whole ground shuddering violently, making standing near her impossible, in fact the park seemed to be physically rending itself with her unquenchable pain and the oblivion of her sadness, this was all her anger, hatred, and loneliness hitting full force as she continued to screech in anguish, "How could they? How could they fucking do this? I was there friend, they robbed me, they took my existence and pretended to like me, they deserve to die. I won't be merciful, I won't be merciful I will kill them all, they ruined my life, so they shall die!"

The ground fractured and cracks began to form as the Teutonic Plates were in her complete control and she could at this point probably destroy an entire city, if she was not stopped!

"They will all die, I will not be merciful nor show them compassion, for each year they made my life hell, I will inflict a personal pain on all of them, each one will realize soon what they did... I will hit them all where it hurts, and in the end, when they are broken and weak, I will then crush them."

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Slade was pushed back by the force of Terra's wrath. She was most certainly cross. He'd attempt to catch his grip on the ground with his feet and hunch down slightly, pushing forward with his right arm shielding his face. "Tara! Stop, you're attracting too much attention!" Slade exclaimed over the loud sounds of the Earth being ripped apart. Taking a few more steps forward, he'd continue trying to calm the girl down. "Tara, I want nothing more than to destroy the Teen Titan's too. If you calm yourself and come with me" Slade reached out and sternly grasped her arm "I'll teach you everything there is to know on how to destroy the Teen Titans" his voice was serious and his eye slightly slanted as he frowned. A determined look would be obvious just from the look of his eye and the sound of his voice.

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Nodding, the ground ceased moving and she would said, "Very well..." listening carefully she went on, "I want them all to die, painfully and horribly, I want them to realize what they did. I will take all they love, destroy it and then rip them to pieces mentally, before killing them. Let them live hell. I will do all this and not care how they feel." with that she smiled cruelly, "First one I want to break is the green one, he lied the most, I remember now. I will let him think I am forgiving then..." she chuckled madly and restored the ground around her, before turning back to Slade, "We will kill them together, and they will know our name, I want them feel like I did all these years, before we snuff out their very existence."

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"Excellent." Slade replied, a slight cheerful tone to his voice. Releasing his grip on her arm his arms folded back behind his back and he return to his stern and straight posture. Her powers were most certainly well controlled and extremely powerful, he felt that with a bit more training on how to destroy each individual Titan, she could be unstoppable. Slade was much more confident now, but he also kept in mind he'd need to have a way to keep her in control. Unlike last time, any disobedience will result in forceful and serious consequences. "Every Teen Titan will face your wrath Tara. They'll be sorry they had ever met you. I'm certain of that."

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Having gained a pass from Slade she entered without any trouble, peering around, much like a predator, but forcing a facade of nervousness on. Little Tara, the girl who could not control her powers, memory gone to fuck, yes let them think they could trust her once more, she was ready. And this was merely the beginning of something much bigger, much huger. This was simply a dance, nothing more nothing less, and what better place to begin this deception ballet than in the very safety zone Raven had built. They would all be crumbled in the end, let live now in calm, they will understand, they would soon grasp what they had done. They stole her life, all of them, now she was robbing them of more than their memories, but steady Tara, no rush, no rush.

For now she danced.

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From above the darkness had concealed a circular window with which the Owner sat to peer down at the dancing crowds. So it was true...and she knew her eyes were not playing tricks on her.

Terra.....once again had returned but was she a friend or foe? Who could say...maybe with a little meeting she could learn a thing or two. At least she wasnt bringing the building down. She had to suspect that would come later...but not now. Even Terra had no reason to harm innocent people in the middle of a party

With a movement of her hand she tapped a com link in her chair and called up two of her bouncers "The girl with blonde hair...bring her up to me. Do it quietly..." She said and shut the link

Down below, the two guards nodded and approached Tara with two smiles on their faces "Madame, if you wouldnt mind coming with us? The Boss wants to speak to you in private" They said with rather cheery tones but a little wary...

The Boss had never called anyone up to her office before...unless something was going to happen

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Noting the guards she knew she could easily take them, but what fun would that do, appearing, she nodded, "Me...? Have I done something wrong?" she started to milk her looks and apparent fragility, "I promise... I won't do anything... please..." her eyes became wet with false tears, as she appeared timid and lamb-like, causing a scene, but not the scene where she killed everyone, no she was appearing like a victim, "Please... if it's about my ID, I got given it by a guy, he said it was fine, please... my father will kill me if he finds out..."

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The bodyguards were suckers and try to quiet her by saying she had done nothing wrong at all and that the Boss just wanted to see her. But Raven knew fake tears when she could see them. Raven knew all the cards as she had been dealt the same hand as Terra had been, no Parents, no control of her powers...no friends. Now Terra was back and she had kept her voice recorder open to record the voice of Terra for further playback

Meanwhile, the Guards had gently patted her back softly and motioned towards a long, and tall stairway and pointed to it "Head upstairs and into the room at the end of the stairs. Your not in trouble...trust us" They said

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Smirking she headed up and knocked on the door, waiting, before entering, "Hello, is this Raven, I was told to meet you, my name is Tara Markovia, I was told you knew more about me and that you also have powers like me. I am trying hard to control them, but sometimes they explode. My powers are pretty dangerous, that Earthquake you felt, it was me losing control. Please I want to understand better, please!" all the while she was concealing her true thoughts, because she knew Raven would be quick to doubt her, but then again she was not going to reveal her true side, not yet. Maybe she could play Beastboy and Raven into confusion, after all love-triangles were fun.

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Not a word yet as the door shut behind her and a tap was heard into a holographic display on the armrest of the chair. Suddenly, Tara would feel her powers slowly ebbing away, decreasing slowly and slowly and slowly until she could barely move a pebble and the door behind her locked and was bolted by steel rivits. Once this was done, Raven spoke

"Hello Tara...I was not expecting you to make it all the way out here to this world" She said and tapped another command into the chair and pulled up the recording of her earlier scene and heard the crying

"Your crying wasnt impressive...it might have fooled my Guards but they were just muscle. All brawn, no brains" She said and then turned to look at Terra and gestured tot he chair "So...now that I have neutralized your powers, lets cut the bull out of the way. Sit" She said in an unamused tone of voice

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Staring at her confused, she would fight, "Hey, what you doing? I came here for help, why are you treating me like this? I was invited up here!" staring at the ground, she growled, "Guess it's what they said about you, you're sadistic bitch and not a hero at all. I should have listened." she laughed and did not fight merely laughing, "Well if you're quite done proving your dominate here, I shall go, never come back and tell my Dad to sue you for putting me in danger? Are we okay with that? Awesome, then bye!" waiting she ignored Raven, just appearing to stare at fingers, rather boredly.

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Raven raised a brow and leaned back in her chair gently while drumming her fingers on the chair "The field is to make sure you dont cause another earthquake in the middle of the party below. You said it yourself that you cannot control your powers and the lie about your father and a lawsuit is really rather bogus...so how about we drop the act Tara...or should I call you Terra? Which would you prefer?" She asked and stood from her chair and walked towards her but leaned on the desk gently

"I invited you up here to chat...and you cannot blame me for putting a bit of restriction on your powers" She said and gestured to the seat again with an open palm "Sit down Terra...as I know you have questions. Ask them and I will answer you....." She said as she would watch and wait

This was Raven's house...and she would play her game for now

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Relaxing she said, "Well, maybe I won't sue you, and I prefer Tara, horrible memories emerge when people call me Terra, plus it was what people used to mock me in High School, those were tough years, really tough years..." she appeared genuinely sad at this, sighing heavily and continuing, "I never understood why people hated me so much, why give me a house and education, and make me into pariah..." there were actual tears now in her eyes, "I don't understand why people could hate me, I tried to be nice, but they just said it was impossible for me to be nice, so I hid in my house... hid and never left..."