Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans!
A/N: Before reading, do note that this story takes place nearly a year after the final episode. "Trouble in Tokyo" has already happened.
It was a chilly spring morning in Jump City when an anomaly fell from the sky, landing ungracefully in the frosty waters below. A light flurry drifted over the city, delighting the populace braving the wind outside with a spark of joy; it was snowing! Most civilians, even the busiest of them, stopped what they were doing to hold their hands out for the crisp little flakes. Children giggled up at their parents, teenagers together blushed at the sight, and adults sighed gratefully for the temporary reprieve of their mundane lives. Everything was bliss, if only for a moment.
Pulling herself to shore, shivers nearly overtaking her porcelain skin, a woman shakily wiped clumps of wet brown hair from her hazel eyes. She groaned, discomfited by the feel of her robe sticking to skin, and stood up with gritty sand covering her person. Freezing and frustrated, she wrapped gangly arms around herself and trod up the steep shore, sniffling the stinging cold air and mumbling all the way.
"Those wretched fools," dirt clumped around the rims of her shoes, threatening to drown her quickly numbing toes, "think they can get rid of me that easily!"
Several minutes later, the newcomer found herself past the shoreline's edge, her squishy cloth flats standing on lush green grass. Her eyes widened at the color and she knelt, running quaking fingers through the emerald blades. It was so beautiful; unlike anything she'd ever seen, ever felt! With a slow inhale, the scent of freshly mowed grass entered her nostrils. A shiver - whether it be from the cold or her own excitement, the woman wasn't sure - ran down her spine and she looked around at the surrounding vegetation. Trees towered over her, despite being several feet away, and their branches formed the oddest of shapes; it was as if they were massive jade triangles, casting a large shadow over her that chilled her even more. A smile split her face and she stood, running forward to touch the rough brown skin at the base.
"The bark," she mused aloud, feeling it scratch against her soft flesh. A laugh escaped her lips, and another, and another until she was all but cackling wildly at her situation. She jabbed a finger at the sky, eyes lit with manic enthusiasm, "You sent me here as punishment! This is not punishment!" The woman took a deep breath, exhaling animatedly, before running into the trees and scraping her hands along everything she could touch. She ran and ran and ran some more, until the ground threatened to drop beneath her. Quickly, the woman skidded to a stop at the edge of the cliff, chest pounding with adrenaline.
And then she looked up.
What she saw made her heart thump wildly, her eyes dilate with greed, and she clasped her fingers together. In the distance were a plethora of buildings lit with various, sparkling colors, and small flecks hummed along the ground beneath them. Between the robed woman and the busy city stood a large T-shaped tower, as equally lit as the city, on a lone patch of land in the middle of the bay as though it were a shield.
"This is-," she breathed, "-this is exactly what I've been looking for."
Later, as the yellow of the setting sun caressed an array of purples and pinks across the sky, snowflakes still dancing their way down from the heavens, three teenagers spent their time in the operations room of the widely known Titans Tower. The changeling and his cyborg of a friend combatted one another via mashed gaming buttons and half-hearted insults, each one grinning wildly at the television screen. At the end of the couch sat their comrade, a dark haired sorceress who had just read the last sentences of the trilogy she'd been reading for the past week. She traced her fingers over the edge of the final page, satisfied, before closing the hardcover book completely and looking up at her exuberant teammates.
"Ha!" Cyborg bellowed, executing a complicated combo and KO'ing his green friend's gamestation character into a mess of digital tears, "Gotcha, BB!"
Beast Boy pouted, "No fair - you totally cheated, man!" causing the eldest titan to raise an amused eyebrow.
"Is that so?"
"Yeah! There's no way you did that combo on your own, it's the hardest one in the game!"
"Well," Cyborg puffed out his plated chest, "maybe I'm just that good?"
Beast Boy scoffed and rolled his eyes, disbelieving, before looking over at the empath rising from her seat. "Finish your book, Rae?" She glanced up, tucking the book under her arm and collecting her lavender tea mug before nodding. The demoness headed towards the kitchen to drop off her cup. "Wanna play a round or two? You know you want to~."
She stared back at him, resisting the habitual urge to roll her eyes, and simply shook her head. "I'm going to return my books," Raven phased through the floor, not waiting for a reply, and teleported into her room. After collecting the other two stories she'd borrowed from Jump City's Community Library, the sorceress set out for the city.
The green changeling merely shrugged before whipping back to Cyborg and demanding a rematch, to which his teammate heartily obliged, promising to whoop his butt at gaming all night if he had to. This didn't sit well with the shapeshifter's ego, and so, the two boys were quickly at it again.
Meanwhile, as Raven made her way towards the city's community library and her teammates, Cyborg and Beast Boy, enjoyed another bout of gaming back at the tower, the last two members of the Teen Titans stood in line at the cinema. While the movie they'd gone to see, The Yellow Barrette, didn't have that many attendees for the night, a new release of Wicked Scary 3 brought in quite the crowd. People stood behind, in front of, and beside the two titans as the lobby became packed with more patrons each passing second. Adjusting his mask uncomfortably, Robin gently guided his date to the front of the commotion. "Two tickets for 'The Yellow Barrette', thanks."
Starfire stepped closer to the masked titan as the backside of middle aged man invaded her space, pushed backwards by a rowdy child wanting to be picked up. "I did not realize it would be so busy," she noted, surveying the mass of bodies around them as her teammate exchanged currency for their tickets, a large bowl of popcorn, and a large fountain drink to share.
"Yeah, neither did I," Robin rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly as the woman behind the counter took the empty popcorn bucket to the popcorn machine, "It'll be a good time, though."
Eyes bright, the girl nodded and reached out for the large cup of soda pop in front of them. She took a big gulp as they waited for the rest of their movie treat, enjoying the fizzy bubbles in her mouth. "This is very delicious, Robin! What flavor have you chosen?"
"Glad you like it," he sounded relieved, having forgotten to ask her what flavor she preferred, "it's cherry vanilla." The teen gave the cashier a nod as she slid the popcorn across the counter, into his arms, before offering a hand to his teammate.
Taking his hand with a light blush, her teammate's gloved fingers intertwining with her own calloused ones, Starfire took another sip and tugged him excitedly towards the ticket collector. Robin followed along, careful not to spill the overloaded bucket of buttery snacks, and presented the two slips of paper. After the worker tore off a corner of each, he directed the couple to one of the theatre doors in the back.
The tamaranean smiled in thanks and proceeded down the hall, "I am very excited to see this movie," before slipping into the darkened theatre, Robin right beside her, "the vehicle in which it was presented was very amusing!"
Robin paused, comprehending her words, as they sat down in the middle of the room. Not many people were around to view the film - maybe a handful aside from the two Titans - and he was thankful for the lacking audience; Starfire often talked throughout films in effort to understand the Earthly terms used, and, as sweet a girl as she was, she was not very quiet. It had bothered fellow viewers before. "You mean the trailer, Star?"
The gears in her mind turned and after a moment her face turned scarlet in embarrassment, "Oh. I believe I was mistaken." She took another sip of their shared drink, sinking comfortably into the plush cushion behind her, "The trailer, yes."
"No worries," Robin tossed a piece of buttery popcorn in his mouth, chewing slowly to relish its salty flavor, "I don't know why they name a movie preview after those things, anyway."
A soft giggle escaped his teammate's lips, the redhead nodding in agreement, "Indeed, it is a little strange. But Earth's customs and manners of speaking are so interesting!"
He raised an eyebrow, smiling lightly, for he had heard it all before plenty of times. As Starfire dove into the wonders of the many Earthen languages and their intricacies, along with all of the customs and traditions she found enjoyable, the boy wonder speculated if she would ever become accustomed with the planet enough to lose that sparkle in her emerald eyes. Suppressing a snort of amusement, he deemed it unlikely, for aside from her natural curiosity and optimistic personality, it had already been a few years since she'd first arrived on Earth. If her love for the planet were to dim at all, it would have done so already. And so, with a contented sigh as the lights darkened for the presentation of the movie, Robin held his palm open for the alien girl to slip her hand into his.
"U-um, miss R-Raven?" a meek voice drifted into earshot from a few steps away, prompting the Titan to turn her head with a curious stare. A girl, appearing to be of the same age as Raven herself, twiddled her thumbs nervously before tucking a short strand of strawberry-blonde hair behind a heavily freckled ear, "Do you need help, um, f-finding anything?" Raven noticed the name tag, Amy, pinned to the girl's soft green blouse.
"No," the empath deadpanned, looking back at the shelf in front of her. The girl blanched, her skin already fairly pale, and hurried out of the book aisle with a flustered shuffle. It wasn't as if Raven tried to scare her off - no, she only did that when the person in question was either too close or too frustrating - but it wasn't in her nature to appease to the girl's apprehensiveness. That was Starfire's job, or Beast Boy's. Even Cyborg's, really.
But not Raven's and, so, she spent the next half hour searching for a good collection of novels to indulge in throughout the next few weeks. Only when the sound of an elderly man, voice scratchy and tired, came over the intercom did she stop what she was doing to listen.
"The Jump City Community Library will be-." Raven raised an eyebrow at the disconnection, several books resting in her arms. "-en minutes… please make yo-," She looked up at the speaker in the corner of the room, "-ounter soon. Thank you and have a ni-." All went silent, though she figured that the building would be closing shortly and opted to head for the front desk.
The Titan stood behind a short, squat woman with teased out gray hair as she waited for her turn in line. Slowly but surely the order of people changed, moving efficiently, before a shrill screech pierced the room. "Ah!" the empath dropped her items in favor of covering her ears while several of the library patrons let out similar gasps of surprise, suffering the same fate as the empath. Finally, the noise was vanquished. Those within the building cast anxious and confused looks at one another, disturbed by the uncalled for sound, and spoke amongst themselves regarding it's origin. Eventually, after recollecting her abandoned books and brushing aside the technological malfunction, Raven found herself at the front of the line.
"That was an odd noise, huh?"
Raven dipped her head, setting her books on the counter.
"Well, did you find everything okay today?"
"Yes."
"Glad to hear it."
Someone cleared their throat on the intercom, sending another - albeit less intense - wave of high pitched sound throughout the building, and it was not the man from before. "Is this thing- Oh, okay, it's on." The Titan narrowed her eyebrows, not pleased with the Library's technical difficulties and slightly irked by the woman's bubbly tone.
"...Hello Jump City residents!"
The cinema lights flickered just as a pair of lips met in the center of the screen, confusing both Robin and Starfire as well as the other audience members in the room, before the whole area was plunged into a silent darkness. Quickly, the duo jumped to their feet in search of the source. "Star, you okay?" a gentle squeeze on the forearm confirmed his inquisition.
"What is happening, Robin?"
"I'm not sure, but we-."
With a crackle of the speakers, the sound of a woman's voice drifted through the room. A chill went up Robin's spine and he glanced over at Starfire's bright green eyes. The two made eye contact, the girl nodding affirmation, before pulling out their communicators and hurrying out of the audience.
"You do not know me, but I am more than eager to know you."
Not only were the screen rooms darkened, the hallway and lobby of the building were pitch black as well. The only light they could see came in through the large lobby glass doors; illumination from the moon lit up the sidewalk outside. The woman's voice rang through the building, sweet like honey but with a darker undertone.
"So let's play a game, shall we?"
Robin flipped open his communicator with Starfire beside him, signalling to the rest of the team that something was amiss, and felt himself fill with relief to see the rest of their friends answer. Before Robin could open his mouth, however, he heard the same voice drifting through his communication speaker from the other sides. "Is this happening to you guys, too?" he glanced at Starfire, her face worried yet hardened, ready for battle.
Cyborg held his communicator open, Beast Boy leaning over his shoulder to glimpse the screen. "Man, someone done hacked the Tower. This voice-"
"An icebreaker of sorts."
"-won't turn off, no matter what I do, and the lights ain't comin' back on!"
Beast Boy squeaked, pointing outside the window, "Dudes!" The cybernetic teen looked up and his one human eye widened. "Robin, the whole city is dark!"
"I'll start-."
On the other end, an unusual presence slipped through Raven's senses and froze her to the spot.
"-by singing a special song for you."
The alien princess looked up at the ceiling, a round speaker resting there, as the sound of rhythmic humming drifted into the room. "Robin, the voice is coming from all of the devices of speaking," she noted several speakers around them.
Robin nodded, noticing this as well, and opened his mouth to speak - except nothing came out save for a yawn. The boy blinked, confused, for he had not felt tired moments before.
Raven, still at the library, felt her muscles give way. The humming, graduating to a sing-song coo, slipped into her ears and seemed to travel down the length of her body. Her eyes widened and she snapped her attention to the communicator, grabbing onto the edge of the counter to help steady an oncoming sway. "Don't listen to it!" Robin felt his legs give way rather quickly, dropping to one knee with the communicator still in hand. Starfire gasped, kneeling down and placing a hand on his shoulder. The empath dropped her communication device and covered her ears tightly, "...It's a spell!"
Starfire's eyes widened as Robin dropped like a rock onto the red carpeted floors of the cinema hallway. "Friends, Robin has fallen!" she looked up at the speakers again, hands glowing green, before blasting several of them to pieces. Her efforts were in vain, though, for the singing only intensified through the rest of the cinema speakers and pierced her ears despite her attempts to block out the noise. With a squeak, Starfire's eyelids started to droop.
"Come on BB, get up…" Cyborg rubbed his human eye wearily, trying to lift the unconscious changeling from the floor, to no avail. A long stretch of drool dribbled down Beast Boy's jaw, slipping onto the white tiles of the ops room and forming a rather impressive puddle. "Nah, man, don't…" the eldest titan felt heavy, sitting on the floor and resting his back against the counter, "...fall asleep, on me." His head dipped forward, eye finally closed.
At the library, Raven forced her eyelids to stay open, even just a little bit. The silence of familiar voices from her communicator warned her the other Titans had fallen victim to this siren song, and she was quick to deduce she would not last much longer, either. Groaning, the girl dug her nails into the carpet and pulled herself forward - although, to where exactly, she wasn't sure. So long as she kept moving, kept her body active, she could maybe stay awake. Maybe.
"Be sweet, be still, just close your eyes."
As though the life were ripped from her, the empath fell forward, her cheek slamming into the rough texture of the community carpet. A soft sigh of protest escaped Raven's lips, her eyes fluttering closed before prompting back open.
"Do not fear, for my voice will be your guide tonight."
The last thing she felt before the darkness took her was a presence - an aura mixed with a plethora of emotions she couldn't quite decipher - wrap around her mind and pull her under.
Waking with a groggy start, Raven duly noted the throb behind her temples. Not wanting to open her eyes but eager to know what happened, the empath scrunched up her nose and slowly revealed her violet irises. "Mngh," she winced as the sunlight - was it sunlight? It seemed so… ethereal - sent unpleasant tingles through her head, irritating the oncoming headache. Carefully, she sat up on her elbows and peered around, taking in her surroundings; flowers of unusual shape and saturated colors loomed over her, making the Titan feel small, and the ground underneath was covered with incredibly soft blades of grass. The light that shone through the enormous petals illuminated small flecks of dust in the air, although they very nearly sparkled. Raven reached out a hand to the floating particles, wrapping ashen fingers around them and pulling them out of the light. Tentatively, the girl opened her hand to reveal nothing but her own palm.
Groaning, she sat all the way up and rubbed her eyes with the heel of her palms, noting how it was no longer chilly; the scarf around her neck, donned before she left for the library, actually felt quite suffocating as the air around her warmed her skin to a comfortable degree. She unwrapped the off-white piece of fabric her teammate, Starfire, had knitted for her one holiday and folded it, grasping the material with her fingers. Raven stood and gazed up at the soft glow of the sky, the flowers that now stood hardly a foot above her, and knitted her brows in concentration.
Where am I? She turned her gaze forward, stepping forward into a shadowed archway of disfigured flora. Even the shadows seemed whimsical, appearing to shimmer. It was like something out of a fairytale.
The rustling of leaves nearby alerted the Titan to another's presence, the empath quickly adopting a fighting stance. "Hello?" a quiet voice, one Raven knew she'd heard before, cut through the tranquility of the woodlands, "Is anyone there?"
"I am here," Raven relaxed, sensing no danger from the individual nearby.
"U-um, where?"
Heading towards the voice, Raven was careful to watch her step. Several roots, now that she studied the land beneath her feet, looped out of the ground in what looked to be intricate designs. They were a deep beige color, maybe slightly darker than regular roots, and were so saturated in color that between the roots and the vibrant green grass surrounding them Raven couldn't stand to keep her eyes on them much longer. The empath proceeded forward, following the increasingly frantic words coming from around the corner, "Just follow my voice."
Raven turned the corner, careful not to have tripped on anything peeking out of the ground, and looked up into a pair of soft blue eyes. "M-miss Raven!" a girl with choppy strawberry-blonde hair and an abundance of freckles gasped, startled. The Titan remembered her as one of the library volunteers, noticing again her name tag. "Do you, um," Amy bit her lip and looked around, "know where we are?"
"No," the sorceress scanned the area, "have you seen anyone else since you woke up?" The girl shook her head, frowning, and twiddled her thumbs again. Raven huffed in irritation - not so much at the civilian but more in that she had no idea where they were, much less where her team was.
Her team. Raven raised both eyebrows before flipping out her communicator, sending a signal, and scowling when the device refused to work. "U-Um, miss Raven-?"
"What?" the empath hissed.
Amy sputtered, shuffling away from the sorceress, "Uh, n-nevermind." The Titan narrowed her eyebrows at the girl before sighing, her face falling into it's naturally expressionless slate. When Raven motioned her along, Amy fell into step beside the teen superhero as they weaved through the densely planted flowers. Their trek was silent, awkward even, and the library volunteer grew more uneasy with each step. Her mess of emotions did little to quell the storm inside of the empath, only fueling the headache she'd adopted since waking up.
"Can you relax?"
"Wha-."
"Relax," the Titan groaned quietly, "your emotions are giving me a migraine."
Amy raised both eyebrows, remembering how the Teen Titan's sorceress held strong empathic abilities. "S-Sorry, yes… I'm sorry."
Raven grunted, stepping over an oddly shaped log, pausing briefly to look at it. Curious, she knelt and ran a hand over the bark. Her eyes shot to her hairline when she realized that it felt nothing like a real log of wood, what with such an exaggeratedly rough texture. Pulling her hand back, Raven also noted the lack of dirt or debris that came with her touch.
"What is it?"
The empath shook her head, rising, "This place is strange. Let's keep going." Amy nodded and followed along right behind her protector, freckled hands clasped together to prevent them from shaking. They walked on for several minutes, taking in the sights around them and keeping their ears pricked for the sound of others in the vicinity.
Stumbling over her own two feet, clumsy enough as she was without roots reaching out of the ground to try and trip her up, the library volunteer fell forward into a patch of delicately textured grass. It was soft and slightly cool beneath her fingers, making for a comfortable landing. Raven stopped, glanced over her shoulder at the girl. "S-sorry!" Amy scrambled to her feet with a blush so scarlet it matched her hair. The girl twiddled her thumbs again, embarrassed to have tripped up in front of a Titan - much less the stern Raven.
The crisp sound of a twig snapping caught the two girls' attention, Raven throwing up a shield in front of the librarian volunteer with one hand and muttering her chant beneath her breath. Amy stepped back, eyes wide. Raven's left hand pulsed with magic, "I know you're there. Come out." Her empathic abilities sensed not one, but nearly a dozen entities nearby. A few seconds later, several humans stepped out of the brush and gasped at the sight of the cloaked superhero.
"Well, I'll be darned," an elderly man sporting a rather large gut shook his head, "we found a Titan, fellas!"
Raven relaxed, dropping the shield in front of Amy. "How many of there are you?" The man leaned back, roughly counting his numbers as more people poured into view. A middle-aged lady with graying hair stepped out, straddling a toddler at her waist and holding the hand of a young girl. Next to her, a teen boy and an elderly woman walked into sight, along with other civilians of varying ages.
"Mmm, 'bout ten or so, I'd say," the man looked back at her, taking off his faded ballcap and wiping a hand over his balding head, "The name's Teddy. You're Raven, yeah?" Raven nodded, Amy not having left her side. "Then we're in luck," he smiled, relief flickering in his eyes, "got any idea what done happened here? To us?"
The empath's eyes skimmed over the crowd once more and she shook her head, straightening so her cloak covered her person. "Not entirely, but I do know we've been cast under a spell."
"A spell, ya say?" At the mention of such a thing, the crowd surrounding Teddy broke into concerned murmurs. Raven winced at the influx of emotions, her eye twitching something bad. To her surprise, though, the teen boy in the crowd spoke up.
He attempted to settle the crowd, "Guys, guys! Don't freak out - it's distracting to Raven." The crowd, still restless yet less so, regarded him and the Titan curiously. Glancing over his shoulder, purple eyes briefly met dark brown before he turned to the cluster of people again, "...She'll take care of us, so don't worry." The corner's of Raven's shapely lips threatened to twitch upwards.
Teddy stepped forward, closing the distance between his ragtag team of Jump City residents and the two girls. "What'd ya wanna do, li'l miss?" Amy glanced over at Raven, who, unbeknownst to the girl, was clutching her Titan's communicator tightly within her cloak.
"We need to move," Raven stated, matter-of-fact, and started off in the direction her and the volunteer had been trodding towards before running into the new group. "Move, stick together, and find the other Titans."
The balding man, as well as the other civilians, hurried after her quick pace. "What about survivors? The way thing be lookin', seems the whole library went under."
"If we find survivors along the way, we won't hesitate to bring them along, but we have to focus on finding the Titans."
"But how-," the man tripped over a root, thankfully recovering his balance instead of landing face first onto the bumpy ground, "-how we gonna find 'em?" Silently, Raven let out a groan and wished he would stop questioning her. "Can't ya-."
"I am an empath," she seethed, surprising the older man with her tone, "I can sense them and anyone else in the immediate area." Or anything. "But in order to do that, you all need to be silent."
Teddy nodded without a word, falling into step among the rest of the troupe they'd accumulated. As they trod on, footsteps heavy and the air thick with questions craving to be asked, the flowers ahead eventually thinned, dispersing the archway enough for a brilliant glow to seep through. Before the band of refugees was a shallow, yet lengthy, stream. It's clear water sparkled as the sunlight reflected off of it, the tide a lazy flow. Raven closed her eyes and reached out her senses, holding up a cautionary hand; her followers waited with bated breath.
At the telltale signs of human life meandering across the waterline, Raven opened her eyes and motioned for the others to follow. Still silent, save for the cry of a hungry babe and a soothing mother's coo, the group travelled through the stream. It was chilly, crisp, and seeped effortlessly into their shoes despite the type fabrics worn. Raven suppressed a shiver. "There are survivors over there," she nodded in the direction she'd felt their energy, receiving an acknowledging nod from Teddy.
With new vigor, they strode with squishing shoes into a more forested area. The trees were massive, ungainly in their twisted shapes, but still just as enchanting as the rest of the landscape had been. Shifting scenery aside, it didn't take long to locate the pair of young adults they'd been searching for and admit them into their quickly growing group. Soon afterwards, another stray found refuge. By nighttime, the troupe had settled down for camp beneath the realm of lumbering trees with nearly twenty-five members.
Teddy and the teen boy from before were tasked with keeping the campers relatively calm and quiet, though they still whispered among themselves curiously, while Raven set to work a few paces away collecting branches and fallen leaves for a fire. Amy busied herself by digging out a small pit, trimming the edges with stones varying in color and size, to contain the flame the sorceress would make upon her return. "Here," Raven levitated a decent amount of wood into the pit, setting aside just as much on the sidelines to keep the fire going throughout the night, and used her magic to strike a spark from two of the rocks. Soon, the campers were blessed with a sizeable campfire to settle around.
"T-Thank you, miss Raven," Amy gave her a small smile, scooting backwards away from the heat. The empath nodded, letting herself lean against the rough bark of a nearby tree. She gazed across the area, doing a mental check to make sure everyone was there, before closing her eyes. The near celestial aesthetic of the land during the day rivaled that of itself at night, though it's exquisite beauty did little to calm her nerves. Raven inhaled sharply through her nose at the thought of her friends and where they may be.
Were they hurt? Lost, just as she was?
The empath gradually opened her eyes and looked skyward, her chest seizing with worry despite the relaxed emotions of the Jump City residents nearby. Taking in the sight of an oversized full moon, shining strongly through the canopy of leaves above, Raven pulled out her communicator and dipped her gaze to the painted T on it's surface. She traced her thumb over it, debating whether or not to try contacting them again. Succumbing to her own desperate curiosity, the girl flipped open the device and tried sending a signal; a signal that would not send. With a disheartened huff, she slammed the communicator shut and hooked it back on her belt, crossing her arms in a muted rage. Her friends were probably going through the same thing and Raven could only hope they weren't by their lonesome out there, either entirely isolated or stuck with a group of civilians they had to protect on their own, as she was now.
But were they even here, in this mystical land that threatened her sanity?
And if they were, would she be able to find them?
A/N: Such a long chapter, with plenty more to come! I'm hoping to update at least once a week to every two weeks, though it depends on how the story progresses and how busy I am. I hope you enjoyed (:
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