I don't own the Teen Titans, or Evanescence. Everyone else is mine.
This is my first story, so R&R please! Look at the lyrics, they're hella tight.

Raven sat in a dark corner of her favorite depressing café. A small candle dimly lit the round table she sat at. The flicker of the flame slightly illuminated her pale face, barely enough to see her indigo eyes and the gemstone chakra. The blank look on her face would normally indicate boredom for most, but Raven was not bored at all. Her peers around her shared the same expression- an empty face filled with deep thoughts.

Today was "Open Mic", but Raven didn't want to share. Instead, she listened to everyone who went up to the microphone, and shrugged at how shallow their poetry was. She pulled out a book from beneath her cloak.

"Okay, everyone. Now listen up." A slim character took the mic in his hand. "Somebody feels like sharing. Let him know your listening." Every pair of eyes shifted toward the stage. Even Raven's. "Okay… here he is."

A handsome figure with jet black hair took the microphone from the host. He wore a black trench coat with a white undershirt and a pair of square glasses that complimented his face nicely. The stool behind him was pushed back and he stood with his face pointed down at the mic. Raven closed her book. She stared at him; he glanced around the room before beginning. He wasted no time getting started.

"Fallen angels at my feet
Whispered voices at my ear.
Death before my eyes
Lying next to me I fear
She beckons me
Shall I give in
Upon my end shall I begin
Forsaking all I've fallen for
I rise to meet the end"

Raven put her book on the table. It felt like he was speaking to her, or at least about her. He continued:

"Do you remember me
Lost for so long
Will you be on the other side?
Or will you forget me?
I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming
Am I too lost to be saved
Am I too lost?"

Now he was staring directly into her eyes. She was frozen. He had to be talking to her, trying to tell her something, like she already knew.

"If you need to leave the world you live in,
Lay your head down and stay a while.
Though you may not remember dreaming,
Something waits for you to breathe again"

The crowd just stared. Raven's eyes hadn't blinked.

"I heard that in a song once," he said. He left the stage, his audience nodding in approval.

"Thank you for that." The slim man was back on the stage with the mic in his hand, addressing the crowd. "Okay, if anyone else wants to come up, feel free to do so."

The handsome figure with jet black hair took a seat at an empty table. He was facing Raven, and she was facing him. A couple tables separated the two, but it didn't matter. They were in full view of each other. He placed his hand over the small candle that lit his table. His lips moved- he mouthed something inaudible to Raven's ears. Suddenly the flame on her candle grew larger. Her face was now completely visible from the candle's light. His eyes grew wide at seeing her beauty. He removed his hand, satisfied at what he saw. The flame on Raven's candle grew dim again. Raven's eyes looked down at the candle for a split second. She looked back at him; he was dissolving into the wall. In a swirl of black energy he worked through the wall and was gone. Raven did the same, using her identical powers to fade into the wall behind her; she was going to follow him.

So all the poetry that he shares is from Evanescence songs, the first part from Whisper, the second from Tourniquet, and the third from Imaginary. I love those lyrics! R&R please, more chapters on the way.