A/N: Hi everyone! This is my first fanfic so don't be too harsh but nice helpful criticism is welcomed, so R + R please!

Anyway I don't own Teen titans, never have never will…soooo…erm enjoy?

Motives.

A face loomed above her, but it was too dark to make out any features. She didn't understand where she was, or why, just that she was here, there, the place with no name. She wasn't scared although any normal person would be screaming for dear life, but just stayed where she was, lying on the cold wet ground in the dark, the same dark featureless face still floating randomly above her face. She was about to speak up and ask this 'thing' what it was doing above her when it spoke.

"You will be the end of them all Raven…" It said. Raven looked at it questioningly.

"If you mean with my father and everything, I hate to break it to you but he's long gone. My friends and I-" She said, noticing how her voice echoed around the dark expanse but it cut her off mid-sentence.

"No, not your father, you. I know he is gone, that cannot be helped but you…you will kill them. You will murder them. They will die because of you!" It whispered maliciously into Raven's ear.

"Who are you?" Raven asked suddenly.

"An old…acquaintance…we'll meet soon enough…back in reality that this…" It screeched and the face disappeared leaving a stunned Raven still lying flat on the ground in the same position as before. She lay there for some time aware of nothing but the bleak words spoken to her only moments ago until a flashing red light shone in front of her eyes and slowly but surely Raven drifted back into reality.

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

Grrr. My alarm, 6:30, God I'm up late. She thought sitting bolt upright in bed rubbing her eyes gently. Raven yawned and stood up carefully tidying her bed before lazily floating towards her closet and grabbing her usual leotard and cloak. She threw them on her slender form and shook her bed hair out, combing some of the more unruly knots with her delicate fingers. She strode soundlessly out of her room and onto the dark corridor beyond. As per usual no one else was up, or rather out of his or her rooms. She made her way silently to the kitchen and living room, where she knew she would not be disturbed, at least not yet.

Upon entering the empty kitchen Raven went about her daily routine, which consisted mainly of meditating, drinking tea, and reading, thus she swiftly walked over to the stove and began the preparations for her morning herbal tea. She boiled the water and added the necessary ingredients. Taking a small spoon with her, Raven made her way to her usual reading spot, over by the window looking out to the sea and bay below the tower. Everything seemed peaceful and thankfully it stayed that way while she could meditate, keeping her emotions in check before the others arrived. Raven managed to meditate for an hour before someone ventured out of their room. She could tell whom it was just by the sound of their feet treading upon the soft carpet as they trampled down to the kitchen. It was him. Raven sighed. She didn't feel like she could face him after what happened the day before…

FLASHBACK

She submerged herself into the hot steamy waters of the bathtub. She was in the communal leaving the door unlocked bathing room, knowing she was not to be disturbed, as the team had gone out shopping. As she sank beneath the hot waters she could feel her anger and frustration of the day melting away, like ice being thawed by a flame. She emerged from the water taking a large gulp of air, maybe next time she should not stay underwater for so long. The lack of oxygen had made her dizzy, she could feel the room spinning. She shook her head violently and grabbed the edge of the tub, waiting for her foggy mind to clear and it did, eventually. She never usually came to the communal bathing room to wash, she was too cautious of Beastboy's pranks, she only used it as it was the only room to have a tub, and she would much rather have a bath than a shower. She smiled and tucked a piece of loose hair behind her ear, submerging herself under the still steaming waters. Unfortunately it was at this time that a member of the titans barged into the room soundlessly. She stood up sending water cascading down her back and lightly stepped out of the bathtub. Her hair was dripping wet and hung limply about her shoulder blades, swinging slightly as she leant forwards to grab a fluffy clean towel. She would have to cut it soon. She sighed contentedly and began to dry her arms and chest. As she began to dry her hair a small gasp was sounded through the quiet bathing room. She froze, letting her arms drop to her chest, clutching the towel tightly to her body and slowly, ever so slowly she turned to face her intrude...