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Teen Titans
Nightmare
Chapter One
Runaway half-demon turned super hero Raven Roth tossed and turned in her sleep. She found herself neck deep within a steel barrel of frigid water it's cold sting working it's way through her skin and bones. Above her a hooded figure loomed, her hands wrapped around her shoulder, trying to force her down, down into the inky black abyss below. Struggling she slammed her palms upward into her dream assailant as her fingers dug into Raven's shoulders with each shove she attempted, a sadistic grin showing from beneath the hooded façade, a pair of malicious mauve eyes staring down into her frightened face. As she was plunged deeper into the dark water Raven let out a small whimper, she stared into the face of her aggressor and discovered to her horror that the face was her own.
The indigo cloak that had concealed the replicas identity a moment ago now did nothing to shield the truth from Raven's eyes. It was as if she was looking at her own reflection in the mirror. Everything about the imitation, with the exception of the look of malice on her face was exactly as her own. She opened her mouth to scream but with one final shove this evil effigy managed to get Raven's head under the icy water. The mirror image of the girl chuckled and peered down at her double, Raven began to feel her body fade away with each gasp for air and thrash of her arms as she reached for the surface. However just as she felt the last vestiges of her consciousness begin to slip away from her Raven could swear she heard the words Bye, Bye Blackbird…
The mage shot up from her sleep in bed holding her great wine colored comforter to her chest as she breathed in and out, softly chanting between great gasps of air. "Azerath Metrion Zinthos, Azerath Metrion Zinthos." She ran her hand through her thin wet violet locks.
'Wait wet?' thought Raven with a shiver. 'How could her hair be wet?' It hadn't been… it couldn't have been…real' Shaking her head carefully the girl did her best to keep steady as she made her way from her room to the kitchen. She needed time to think and get her blood flowing. The dark hallways as familiar as they were to the mage did little to comfort her as she watchfully made her way down them. She stared out at the murky shadows along the wall as if they would suddenly take the shape of her depraved doppelganger and take her back, back to the dream world from which she had narrowly escaped. Raven shuttered slightly as she finally made it to the kitchen where she then flipped a switch and at last was able to illuminate some part of the tower without the possibility of disturbing any of the others.
Routinely the mage started to make her self a mug of hot tea to warm her self up as if she had just come in from any other ordinary rainy day. The sorceress stood there dripping by the stove as she boiled the hot water for her favorite brew intensely she stared at the pot waiting for the water to heat up, and tried not think about how irrational it was to think that even for a second that any of that could have been real? But still she was undeniably soaked from head to toe… 'How could she even hope to argue that it had or hadn't been either way' thought the disturbed teenager.