Hi everyone, this is my first fic, so no flames, please. Constructive criticism is welcome. Please RxR.
Raven and BB are both 18, Robin and Star are 20. Cyborg is 19. Probably not much going on with the other titans, depending on how I weave the story.
Pairings: BBxRae; RobxStar; CyxBee
Short first chapter. Hope you don't think I'm dirty-minded because of the second scene, but it holds some importance to understanding some later events in the story. I'll try to update as much as I can.
note: Arella, Raven's mother, is the Lady of Azar. When she was appointed, she was given the power to lead the Order of Azar. When Trigon learned of this, he had her kidnapped and brought to him. You can figure out the rest. Hope you enjoy. RxR
Chuu/Arigato, Yumemiruhana
Birthright
Four years after "The End: Part 4"
Dimension Golgotha-Last stronghold of the Order of Scath
A semi-circle of six hooded figures sat facing an enraged looking demon, who stood facing the empty throne in their midst. An ancient, raspy voice came from one of the cloaked beings closest to the throne.
"Speak." It commanded.
"My patience wears thin, Council. I have claimed my right to be Master of Scath for centuries, ever since Trigon was imprisoned, now even more so now that he is dead. As the sole survivor out of his diminutive number of progeny, I claim my birthright."
A second voice, this time from the edge of the group, sounded in the council chambers.
"You forget your place, Mortis. Son of Trigon you may be, but as long as the Council of Scath remains, you are just another demon, and nothing else. Besides, you are forgetting about your younger half-sister, Raven,-"
"That little half-breed!" Mortis growled. Ignoring the interruption, the speaker continued.
"-sired by Trigon to be his Gem, borne by the Lady of Azar herself. Her parentage alone grants her the title of heiress, not to mention that her power far exceeds yours, as well as her influence on other worlds. Right now, that power is what the Order needs, to rule the universe as we once did, with an iron fist. Half-breed she may be, but you cannot claim yourself superior to her, offspring of Bellona!"
Mortis flinched, but did not voice a retort. It was true; he was the offspring of Bellona, a lesser demoness with the power of only trickery that caused Trigon to take her as one of his harem. She had had only the smallest amount of demonic power. Trigon had only taken her to quench his ardor; her position in his harem had been equal to the most desperate street whore on the foul planet where his half-sister resided. He couldn't recall the name….oh yes, Earth.
"You may leave." The voice concluded.
He glared at each figure in turn, but forced himself to bow before exiting the throne room.
Someday, that throne shall be mine…
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Earth-Titans Tower
The sun rose steadily into the sky. Beams of sunlight hit his eyelids, but he stubbornly refused to open them. The sweet scent of lavender pervaded his senses. Beast boy opened his eyes. That scent reminded him of…
Raven.
He froze. This was definitely not his room. His mind began to buzz with a thousand frantic thoughts as he took in his surroundings, though he kept perfectly still. He had his arm over her; he could feel the gentle rise and fall of her breathing, and her pale, soft skin, cool to the touch. Their hands were intertwined. It was then that he realized what had happened.
Being careful not to wake her, he slowly rose and eased his fingers from hers. Beast boy took a moment to gaze at her sleeping form. What he saw was just more proof of why he loved her, why he would die for her. Raven wore a look of infinite peace, in contrast to the guarded look she had used to mask her emotions when he had first met her. She was so beautiful, almost frail in this state. He smiled and gently planted a kiss on her cheek before turning to greet the sun. Yes, today was a wonderful day indeed.