Vertigo

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Hello, all! This is my very first fic that does not compose of Harry Potter. You see, I had been under the impression that Teen Titans was an extremely odd concept, but my mind was recently changed after deciding to re-watch the show, I fell in love.

Then, I discovered the world of Teen Titans fan-fiction. Though very different than Harry Potter fan-fics, it is all still wonderful. After many a two-o'clock-in-the-morning sessions of fan-fic readings, I fell in love, again.

PLEASE REVIEW! I SHAL EVEN TAKE IN FLAMES! PLEEEEEAASSE! Sooo, here it is, my first ever non-Harry Potter fic!

It is the middle of the night at Titan's Tower. All is peaceful, except for one Titan. In a room that has walls lined with bookshelves decorated with the occasional stuffed raven, a certain Titan is tossing and turning in her bed. It's obvious that she is having an unusual nightmare.

"No… please, no… ugh… leave me alone… go away…"

On the desk in the corner, there is a mysterious hand mirror whose glass has started to flash and swirl ominous lights.

Raven's Dream

"Raaaaavennnnnn… Raaaaaavvennnn…"

The voices calling out to her seemed very familiar.

"W-who, who are you?"

But the voices would not do anything else.

"Raaaavennnn…"

"…oh, Raaaavennnn…"

"…Raaaavennnnn…"

"What do you want? Where are you? Who…"

Suddenly, the dream changed in a whirlwind of colour and light.

Blinding lights were flashing everywhere. It was near impossible for Raven to see anything, but there were all kinds of different sounds. There was crying, then laughing, an indiscernible pleading, and then, suddenly, there was a loud, long, ear-splitting scream, accompanied by another whirlwind of colour.

"Oomph!"

Raven had landed on what seemed like solid rock. It was now very dark. Raven looked around. It looked a lot like the landscape of Nevermore. Suddenly, a bright light burst out from somewhere behind her. Turning around, she found, to her surprise, a sheet of what looked like glass, being used as some sort of projection screen.

Stunned, Raven watched the screen. Scenes from her past were being shown on the glass. At first, it showed a lot of thing that Raven recognized, but didn't remember, as they were from very early in her life.

There were images of the inhabitants of Azarath backing away from her as she and her mother traveled down the streets in search of the temple, of the monks of Azarwatching in horror as she threw a temper tantrum, and all of the windows around them shattered. As she watched, she began to recognize the scenes as they became closer and closer to the present, and became faster, and shorter.

Her twelve-year-old self panting as she ran towards the rapidly closing portal into the real world, a look of fear and desperation on her face, reflecting her feelings upon learning the complete truth about the prophecy.

Watching in shock as a boy in a cape and a half robot started to beat up the creep who had been trying to both make a move on her and run off with her wallet, then joining into the fray herself and in turn, shocking both of the boys with her jets of black energy.

Her joy when the boys offered her a home with the newly named 'Teen Titans'.

Finding Beast Boy thumping a thug on the street, and then Starfire's ship's crash landing on the roof.

Soon, the memories just became flashes of sound and colour.

"You're just jealous 'cause I sound like a rock star!"

Red-X ripping off the mask to reveal Robin.

"Boo-yah!"

Mumbo Jumbo sucking her into his hat.

"Titans, trouble!"

Cyborg chewing on the sofa.

"I have journeyed to the mall of shopping and discovered the joy of hair ornaments! Do you wish to…" "No."

Titan's Tower sinking.

"Everybody loves a good game of Stankball!"

Beast Boy performing some sort of nerd chant to trap Control Freak in the "12th Dimension".

"We love you Mother Mae-Eye!"

Starfire and Silkie diving in and out of purple goop.

"I'm not a man, I'm an animal!"

Mad Mod proclaiming his 'Institute for Bratty Teenage Do-Gooders'

"It began the day you were born, and nothing can stop it. This will come to pass; I will make sure of it. You're going to destroy the world, Raven. It's written all over your face."

Trigon dissolving is a burst of white energy.

"Three words: disgruntled, radioactive clone."

Suddenly, out of nowhere, the sheet of glass was surrounded in her black energy and shattered, revealing a large, old, carved brass scale. On each side of the scale, were a mass of shadowy figures. It was too dark to make out anything, except that every figure's outline resembled herself, and all of the figures had glowing eyes. Some of them glowed red, but most of them glowed white. Then, the scale started to tip towards one side, then the other. There was a crash. The scale completely tipped over, and all of the figures swarmed towards her to form another whirlwind of colour as the dream changed again.

Back in Raven's Room

The digital alarm clock flashed 3:46 am. On the bed, Raven thrashed and clawed the air even more viciously than before.

"No… no, not this… please… not… Azarath… ugh… Metrion… Zinthos!"

As the jet of black energy shot out of her eyes and burned holes in the ceiling, Raven awoke with a gasp.

We reach the end of the prologue. Here, now, I shall beg. PLEEEEEAAASSEEEEE! PRETTY PLEASE? EVEN FLAMES! EVEN IF THE ONLY THING YOU SAY IS: "Pure crap", I SHALL ACCEPT THAT! I SHALL EVEN THANK YOU FOR THAT IN MY NEXT CHAPTER! PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE?

Thank you,

Lola the Coconut