I remember the first time I ever saw him; he was beautiful. I honestly believed that someone like him could never be interested in someone like me. I believed wrong. At first the relationship was casual there was nothing too serious going on. I thought things would stay that way, yet things did not stay that way and my world was consumed with him and only him. I loved him, and I knew he loved me as well.

Least to say, my sister did not approve. She was more of a free spirit than I was. My sister and I are what you would call…special. We were not as we seemed. My sister could control rock, while I healed at lightning speed. I knew I would outlive her and my whole family someday. We were both grateful for our talents, but had problems with control. When my sister loses control an avalanche could happen. I on the other hand, a skilled fighter, could practically kill someone with my own hands if I lost it. I was much more rigid than she was, still am. Yet the one person who I could always lose control with was HIM, my everything. He and I fought like crazy; we both healed rapidly. It was impossible to kill the other. I could say our relationship was passionately obsessive. We were wrong for each other and brought out the worst in each other.

So where does that leave me now? Alone working with a team of people who are entirely too optimistic; the Teen Titans. They are my family now. As I look through all these old photographs of my past life, I realize I miss my sister now more than ever. She's still out there, somewhere. I haven't spoken to her in ages; the fight ruined any chance of a renewed relationship.

They call me Raven, I am the tech girl, and I have secrets that I will never reveal. I lost everything, my family and the man I loved. He is gone because of me and I have to live eternity alone. Life is not turning out as I had planned. But when does ever it plan out perfectly?

'Ayleth Ayleth! What have you done! You've killed her! You killed her!'

'Surely she will pull through. She has to, she has to.'

"Raven! Get down! Quick!" Robin's voice rang through the halls as he shattered my flashback.

Something wasn't right; Robin never spoke that way unless something was terribly wrong. I ran from my room and down the hall and found the Titans gone. I looked on the computer and quickly saw where they were heading. I ran with every fiber in my being. They never used me in fights because they thought I was a useless fighter. My job was to distract and watch their backs. When I found the warehouse I threw open the door and Robin crashed into me and sent us reeling backwards. He quickly got off me and ran back in there. I sensed something familiar in this warehouse. I slowly and apprehensively walked in. There was Slade battling all four of the Titans. The situation was hopeless; Slade simply through them all off. He was a skilled fighter, better than Robin even. Then I saw her. Her of all people. She ran and flew through the air while riding on a rock. She was still as young as ever. She attacked the Titans and she flew towards me, then the unthinkable happened: she recognized me. Our eyes locked and she jumped off her rock somersaulting through the air. She landed right in front of me. Time seemed to freeze as the Titans fought Slade.

"You're alive." She spoke in shock.

I could hardly believe it myself. She looked exactly the same as I left her. Pale skinned and blue-eyed.

"Yeah. So this is what you've done with your life? Working alongside with a psychopathic criminal? I really thought even you were better than that. I guess I was wrong. You're still just as pathetic as I left you" I said acidly.

The next thing I know is that I'm flying through a wall. The idiot pounded me with a rock. Crap. What was I suppose to do now I thought. If I fight her I'll blow my cover. Another blow. Dang it. I decided to take it. I would just heal anyways. Just as I saw another rock flying towards me, Robin came out of nowhere and broke it.

"Get out of here!" He screamed at me.

I just laid there in complete shock. My sister is back, and back with a vengeance.