I was always fascinated with Raven and Robin. I've always had this idea in my head, and I was so curious what others would this about it.
Just a small warning: English is not my first language so there might be parts that seem unnatural. I'm still studying!
Disclaimer for every chapter: I do not own the Teen Titans.
01.
'This doesn't seem so bad,' was her first thought into the castle.
Sure it was dark, dusty and deserted, but nothing she was unfamiliar with. Compared to where she grew up, this place felt rather...
The small child didn't know the word, her thoughts didn't help her to think further. She was educated, yes, but she never felt this way before. She didn't know which vocabulary among the many (mostly never used, never experienced) should she choose to describe the feeling that this castle gave her. She looked around. Not even one pair of eyes were following her. No twisted fear or hatred snaking through the walls, no secret swords or enchantments waiting for a sudden outburst. No chains, no monks ready with the excuse 'just in case'. Silent like the tower she lived in, but a different one. Perhaps the word 'comfortable' was what she felt. She let out a long sigh. She was not in danger, and that's all that mattered.
She was born with the darkest evil inside. Or that was the reason why she was isolated apart from people, living in a tower with only monks allowed in. Of all the emotionless people she was allowed to meet during her life, only one monk managed to spill the prophecy to her. It was so easy to catch that important piece of information because she saw it, she read it and felt the young monk's mind. He wasn't highly trained yet, and she was nothing but curious. He was the only one with those things called 'emotions'. Everyone else was blank. Their facial expressions, aura and minds were strongly protected and guarded whenever they came near her. But he wasn't.
She had to clutch her hands, remembering what happened to him in the end. The castle floors started to shake. She heard something flutter, but her eyes were closed.
'Azarath Metrion Zinthos.'
She had to erase all emotions unless she was going to prove that the prophecy was true.
'But it will be.'
The floors stopped quivering, but there were more fluttering, something like - wings? She opened her eyes. Something flew up to the tall window. She felt faint curiosity coming from the small beating heart. The strange being seemed cautious, but it wasn't scared. No form of life ever looked at her with such harmless eyes before. It was a dark animal, with red eyes that almost shined through the darkness.
'A raven,' the young girl recalled. She opened her arms wide, but the raven didn't fly away. Having a rare moment of fascination, she stood there. She didn't know the proper way of greeting other life forms. She didn't want the bird to fly away. Maybe if she were a raven too, then the bird might stay. She spoke.
"I have nowhere else to go. May I stay?"
The bird cocked its head as if to measure her. The girl stood still, arms still out. She started to wonder why she held her arms open in the first place. She felt rather stupid. This would make her look bigger, a possible threat. She tried to think of another way to 'befriend' (a word she never actually tried to put in action for a long time) the bird, but right then it let out a soft caw. It felt somewhat like a 'yes' to her.
For the first time in her life, she managed a tiny smile.