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The Clairvoyant Part One:
+Don't Belong Here+
Raven Roth opened her purple eyes and lay slowly on the dead grasses of Jump City Park. She spread her slender arms out beside her and breathed. The air smelled of soda and pizza put together. She scowled.
The orange sky in front of her had several blue streaks on it, indicating the coming arrival of the evening. There already was a small and pale round moon hiding behind the clouds even though the sun was only halfway from setting.
Strong wind washed over Raven, engulfing her in the salty aroma of Jump City Bay. The air became wet and humid, giving her life. She closed her kohl-rimmed eyes and relaxed. "The sunset is so… serene," she said.
"Yes. And the sunset is also sign that we better get going," a feminine voice from behind her stated. Raven opened her eyes, stood up, spun around and put her hands to her hips. "Do we really have to?" In front of her was Kori Anders, the best friend she ever had since First Grade – then again, Kori was her only friend.
"It'll be fun," she assured Raven. Kori was very pretty; she had green eyes that seemed to glow, long, straight red hair and a few freckles. And she had a boyfriend. Raven groaned and sat on the ground, beside her friend. "I'm… not really into parties," she said. "And you know that, Kori." She sighed.
Raven stared at her surroundings – the dead green and brown grasses, the tall, thick trees, the Jump City PIZZA shop that lay in front of the park and the quiet little coffee shop next to it.
The coffee shop was her favorite hangout. It was quiet, peaceful and the people weren't shouting, laughing out loud or talking like those popular girls at Raven's High School. The music was soft and mellow, relaxing the soul, mind and body. The coffee was probably the greatest part. They've got all types of coffee and they ask you how you want it done, plus you get either a free croissant or a muffin the flavor of your choice.
Aside from the wonderful smell of mocha and bread, the shop had free unlimited access to the net. You could just bring your laptop over there and surf all you want.
Outside, one might think that the shop was some old and forgotten warehouse, what with the rust marks on the metal bars that were supposed to outline the entrance, the dried out greenery in little black pots and the fading purple paint. But on the inside, it was heaven. The fact that there already were couches didn't stop the shop owners from putting in soft and huge cushions all around the place, simply for the shop-goers' comfort. The tables were clean, polished and shiny – and so was the counter. And – Raven loved this part – there was a bookshelf that stood in one corner of the shop, filled with all the darkest books you could find.
"Raven, this'll be your chance to socialize," Kori tore her thoughts. Raven stared at her friend. Kori loved parties and she was always invited to them, but not once did she go home drunk or dizzy with probably a cigarette pack stashed in her back pack – she was a master of self control.
"I'm still not sure," Raven began. Kori rolled her eyes. "Raven, we're fifteen, for Pete's sake! I am not stopping till you get to experience at least one party," she told Raven. Raven pondered on the subject. After a few moments, she agreed. "Okay, fine I'm going," she started to say. "But no way am I getting drunk."
Kori grinned. She stood up and wiped her purple tank top and dark blue pants. "Of course, you're not. You're with me," she said. She gave Raven her black leather jacket and helped her up. "Oh, and you better do something about your hair," Kori said. Raven smirked and left her short black hair alone.
The wet, feral wind messed both their hairs up, but they just laughed it off. "I seriously need a comb," Kori said, digging for one in her silver messenger bag. Raven's black boots made a small b-dump sound as they met with the hard cemented sidewalk. The untamed wind howled in her hole-less ears. It made random papers and plastic wrappers fly all around the area.
With the wind bawling and the paper ruffling, you'd think you wouldn't be able to hear anything but that. For Raven, however, it was different. Despite the other noises, she could still hear voices echoing and whispering to her – even though no one but herself and Kori was there.
Raven could see things no other could. She could see incubi, demons – some good, some bad – everywhere and all over the place. The evil would stare at her with menacing, baleful eyes. The good would at least wave and say their greetings. But still, it bothered Raven. She'd made friends with some of them over the years, yes, but it still troubled her. Seeing people no one else could made you like that.
However, what she could see wasn't truly human. They have two horns sticking out from either side of their heads and some – some, not all – had wings sprouting from their backs.
"Kori," Raven began. "Do you think I'm weird?" Kori looked at her. The statement surprised her. "No, of course not," she replied. Raven gaped at her. Kori rolled her eyes. "Okay, so maybe you are, sometimes," she admitted. "But that's all right, you're a great friend. Other people just don't see that."
Raven smiled. The two of them walked along the street, the wind roaring all around them. The sun was merely a small slice of orange as it sunk down the waters. "You remember Aqualad?" Raven asked all of a sudden. Kori chuckled. "You mean Aqualad, The Imaginary Friend?" she stated, inserting her hands in her pockets. "You told me about him when we were seven. Don't tell me you still have him!" Aqualad was the very first demon Raven met – and he was also the first demon friend she had.
Raven laughed. "No, I don't," she said. "He disappeared when I was ten. I wonder where he is, now." Kori couldn't help laughing about what Raven was saying.
"Oh, we're here." Kori stopped in front of a huge white house. No loud music, no blinding lights, no teenagers dancing, no food, no nothing. "Are you sure this is the place of the party?" Raven asked, feeling a little unsure. Kori swung her arm around her friend's shoulder. "They're holding the party in the backyard," she responded.
Kori led Raven around the lawn, towards the backyard. Pumping music began filling both their ears. As they reached the backyard, a huge pool came into view. A huge and deep pool with at least seven people in it – Victor Stone, Red Xavier, Speedy Harper, Karen Beecher (whom everyone calls Bumblebee for some unknown reason), Kitten Moth, Jinx Lurckin and Kori's older sister Kom Anders (a/n: Get it? Kom Anders? Komand'r? ... Oh, fuggedaboutit!). And all of them were skinny dipping. Seriously.
"Hey, Kori!" all seven of them said in unison. All seven of them pretended that Raven wasn't there. "Kori, honey, come join us!" Kom encouraged her sister. Kori hesitated. Raven winced. "Oh, no thank you," Kori responded. Kitten rolled her eyes. "Then what did you come here for if not for the skinny dipping?" she cried, splashing around in the water like a five-year-old.
Kori rubbed the back of her neck. "The flyer said nothing about skinny dipping," she reasoned. Jinx stuck her bottom lip out. "Fine. Like, whatever." Kori ignored her and asked the others. "Where's Robin? Robin Drake?" she asked. Victor spoke up. "Oh, you mean your boyfriend?" he began. Speedy took over. "The kid, uh… took off after seeing it was actually a Pool Party," he explained, grinning.
Kori sat on the bench feeling miserable about the whole thing. Raven began backing away – as far away from the pool as possible. She ended up with her back turned to a couple of bushes. She stood there, silently, for a while, staring at the seven people neck-deep in the pool, splashing around and talking.
Raven hated this place. She never wanted to be here. But Kori had begged her to come. And now, Raven felt sorry for her friend. A stupid pool party – and you don't even want to get in the pool at all – without your most-loved boyfriend to talk to. Bad. Road.
Suddenly, Raven felt a hand grip her shoulder. She jumped. She spun around and saw a tall thin boy with long, sleek black hair, very dark eyes, two horns and one pair of red wings. "Hi!" he said. Raven was so surprised that she took several steps backward until her feet touched the rim of the pool. Before she could control her weight, she fell back first into the pool, her black leather jacket flying open as she went.
SPLASH! Raven was wet. She fell into a pool – a seven feet pool with seven naked people in it. Luckily she didn't drown.
"Omigosh!" Kori exclaimed. She stood up from her bench and helped Raven out of the pool. "Omigosh, Raven what surprised you so?" Jinx, Kitten, Kom and Karen screeched. "I'm sorry! So sorry," Raven breathed, water sputtering from her mouth. Kori patted her back. Raven spun around and saw the same black haired demon – Aqualad. Sorry, he mouthed. Raven stood up and took off her black leather jacket, her pale face paler than before. She straightened her black tank top and black leather pants.
"That girl is deluded!" Red cried, reaching for a towel. "Get her out of here!" Karen cried, already in a towel and already out of the pool, with her long slender finger pointing at Raven.
"No, don't blame her!" Kori shot back. Raven shook her head – she didn't like people saying mean things about her. Tears streamed down her eyes, smearing the black kohl around them. Raven spun around and dashed around the lawn, away from that accursed backyard. She doesn't belong here.
"Rae!" Kori called after her.
Raven didn't listen. She kept running, her boots thumping on the hard asphalt. She couldn't tell them what happened. They wouldn't understand. No, they wouldn't believe. Raven collapsed among the weeds of Jump City Park, tears still streaming from her eyes.
Garfield Logan stared at the sight in front of him. It was a sign saying You Are Now Leaving STEEL CITY. The car zoomed on. Garfield couldn't believe his family was moving out. Out of Steel City, the city he came to know as his home – then again, it really was his home. Garfield slumped lower in his back seat.
Garfield's dad, Mark Logan, was on the wheel while Marie Logan, Gar's mother, was beside him on the front seat. Garfield hated moving out. It was the very first time he did so, but he hated it completely. His head leaned on the window.
Garfield gazed at the huge city coming into view – Jump City. He grunted. "It's not too late for Dad to turn around and go back to Steel City," he said under his breath. "He could just take a little u-turn and head back, straight all the way." Much to Garfield's dismay, Terra, his fourteen-year-old sister, heard him. She was a blue-eyed blond, high strung and organized overachiever who one day dreamed of becoming America's Next President. Whereas, Garfield was a messy, green-eyed, blond-hair-dyed-green vegetarian slash Video Game Geek who one day dreamed of having his own Moped.
"Mom, Dad! It's your fifteen-year-old son," she squealed. "He's being a Backseat Driver!" Garfield rolled his eyes. "Am not," he said dully. Marie Logan leaned back from her front seat. "Kids, can you at least feel happy that we're moving to a new place?" she asked, tucking a brown strand of hair behind her ear.
Garfield remained silent. "Well, I know I'm happy," Terra began. She pointed her thumb over to her older brother. "Dunno about him, though." Garfield grumbled. Terra could be so annoying.
Garfield ogled at Jump City. The new city he was going to be living in. He just knew it was gonna be boring. People there are probably snot-faced snot-monsters. He closed his eyes and tried to imagine this is all just a nightmare. He imagined that his family wasn't really moving out.
After a few moments, he drifted off to sleep.
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