I watch as an angel falls and I am powerless to save her. All I can do is rush to her side and cradle her broken body in my arms. Her eyes flutter open weakly and struggle to focus on my masked ones. I gently brush back several strands of her hair that lock my view of her breath-taking indigo orbs. I find their usual brilliance dulled by pain and fear. Fear of what I can't be sure and I can't bring myself to ask. I hold her close trying to comfort her as coughs rack her petite form. As she struggles to breathe I reach up and remove my mask letting her see my eyes for the first time. She reaches up and gently touches my face. I'm only vaguely aware of the tear she wipes away from my eye. I take her had in mine as she speaks in the softest of whispers.

"I never knew until now, why blue was my favorite color."

There is a hint of a smile on her face before coughs once again wrack her body. This time she is left breathless and blood trails from the corner of her mouth. She manages to draw in one last gasp of air.

"I love you, Robin."

Only now as she succumbs to death am I aware of the pain in my own body. I cling to Raven's lifeless form as I collapse on the ground. All coherent thought is quickly slipping away. I hang onto only one thought as everything fades into darkness. "I love you too, Raven." In that darkness, I'm met again by that angel-only this time she is unharmed and dressed in a beautiful white flowing gown. Her long indigo hair billows out behind her as she takes my hand. Together we walk toward the beckoning light in the distance.


I know this very short, it was meant only to fill out the last page of a notebook where I wrote out my Teen Titans fan fiction by hand. It was also the last story I wrote in the last hour of the year 2006. I couldn't get the scene of a war torn battle field out of my mind at the time and I wanted to write something as a POV (Point of View.) At the time there was a specific reason why I made the characters Robin and Raven, but a little more than three years later that seems to have slipped my mind. I do remember that the title was a play on words of wedding vows that says "til death do us part." In my mind there was more to this story, but my Creative Writing Professor in college told me my best stories were short ones like these and I didn't want to over complicate the story by adding a bunch of other stuff that wasn't essiential to the story. Leave a review and let me know what you think.