Hello, all, and welcome to the rewrite of Rave: Son of Darkness! After much deliberation and cringing, I've decided to give this a rewrite, considering I wrote the original when I was twelve and to be honest, I believe it sucked. But I guess that goes for any writer just starting when they did. But for all of you who enjoyed it, or want to read Rave, it's still on my profile. Happy reading!

-Mystykk

Chapter 1

Boredom had hit the Titans hard. It seemed to be the same routine; wake up, train, eat, watch TV, go to sleep. Arguing about trivial things had become a way to break up the monotony. Had all of the villains gone on vacation? Are they plotting? Or had they put them all in prison? It was hard to say. Even putting them in prison didn't seem to work, but the Titans saw it as job security. They wanted more field time.

Robin sat in front of the computer and scanned every sector of Jump City.

He sighed, rubbing his temples. "Looks like it's time for my second cup of coffee," he said. It wasn't even noon and he had several more hours of monitoring he wanted to commit to. Raven stood at the stove waiting on her tea kettle to finish.

"Nothing?" she asked.

"I'd settle for some guy littering," he said.

"There better be something soon," she remarked. "I never thought that house-burn would cause me to become so restless."

"No kidding. Longest we've gone without an alert is one week. It's been nearly three."

Robin jumped at the sound of Raven's tea kettle whistling.

"Jumpy, Boy Wonder?" Raven smirked as she poured her tea.

"Shut it," he said, pouring his coffee. Raven made her way to the couch, carrying her tea and her book with her while Robin made his way back to the computer. After a few minutes of searching, he sighed and closed his tracker.

"I need sunlight," he said. "What do you say to getting the guys and Starfire together and we go get pizza?"

"That sounds like an excellent idea," Raven said, closing her book. "A break from Cyborg and Beast Boy's cooking. Finally." It was true. Most meals by them consisted of some giant meat product made by Cyborg or some vegetarian dish by Beast Boy. Keeping Starfire away from the kitchen was a number-one priority. Cyborg had tried teaching her to cook something other than awful-tasting Tamaranian dishes, but she had a ways to go.

"If the city needs us, we have our communicators."

They made their way towards the doors to grab the others for pizza, but were stopped in their tracks by a bright flash of light behind them followed by a crash of glass. A security alarm sounded loudly and they looked back to see the front window shattered completely, the couch torn in two, and a crater in the floor with flames trailing behind it.

"What the hell?!" Robin and Raven both exclaimed as they ran over to investigate. The flames began to spread, so Robin began putting them out with a fire extinguisher. Raven ran to the hole in the floor to find red cloth lying in it. She noticed that it had a form under it, so she went under it and grabbed what felt like an arm. In disbelief that this could be a person, she rolled it over. There lay a man wearing a red cloak, black bodysuit complete with black armor plating, long tied black hair, and a jewel in the middle of his forehead. He had a sword and dagger attached to his belt.

"Oh, God," she silently exclaimed with wide eyes. The other Titans ran into the common room to see what the alarm was. Cyborg quickly shut the alarm off.

"What's the trouble?" Cyborg asked as Robin put out the last fire.

"I don't know," Robin said. "We were coming to get you guys for lunch and something busted through the window!"

"Not something," Raven said. "Someone. We have to get him to the infirmary, now!"

"How can we be sure he is not an enemy?" Starfire asked.

"Just trust me!" Raven wrapped his body in dark energy and began to move him towards the infirmary. The other Titans were skeptical but moved quickly behind her. It was pointless to argue with Raven. She was almost always right.

Cyborg began prepping monitors as the others worked quickly to remove his suit. Raven went to work with her healing abilities to stop bleeding anywhere she could find it. After he was stripped to his underwear and hooked to monitors, Cyborg began to pick out glass shards from the man's skin. Robin oversaw the operation.

"Well, he's stable," Cyborg said.

"Good," said Robin. "Now we just have to wa-" he was cut off by the sound of the door opening and closing. He looked to see if anyone had walked in, but in fact, one was missing. Raven had stepped out.

Robin walked out to find Raven sitting in a chair, her face in her hands.

"Raven?" he said walking towards her. "What's wrong?"

"Just...just give me a moment," she whispered. Then it clicked. They looked very familiar.

"Do you know him?" he pried. Raven sighed.

"Yes," she said. "He's my brother."