Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans- nor will I ever. However I do own this story, and its second most lead character, the handsome and quite undead, Ocajnik. And if you're willing…someday I might own your soul…:smiles evilly:

Summery: Hopefully- you All know me well. If not- let me introduce myself as BitterSweetArtist14. Some of you may also know me as the author of the story "Raven's Despair", (which I am sorry to say is still under reconstruction:cringes: Sorry RD Fans! I'm getting to it!) Anyway- I hope you will read Ch. 2 of RD (Which is coming out soon) and I also hope you will enjoy this piece I like to call "Endless Nights". Please read on.

Key: (NOTICE- THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT CRUD MAN…SO LOOK!)

( ) (Dream Sequence and Ending)
" " (Quotations/Conversation)
' ' (Thoughts)
+ (Song Lyrics)

((Chapter 1))
"Midnight meeting"

Breathe in deep dear love,
Breathe in deep the ecstasy of the moment;
A never forgotten last moment of your life.

You're scared I can tell,
But when you die I can swear-
There will be no place for you in hell.
Heaven wont take you,
You're marked for good-
And you'll stay here with me like you should.

Don't struggle,
Just one more sweet sip.
I take my hand to your mouth and stifle your scream,
But minutes later it still lingers upon your lip.

I'm almost done-
My you look fine,
Paler than porcelain,
More bitter than ripened wine.

You're begging me to stop-
But who's to say I shall?

Smiling deliciously,
Blood drips from my mouth-
And you've gotten quite a shock
To see your own blood on me.

But who's to say that this isn't an illusion,
And all is not truly what you see?

You are very weak-
Trust me I can tell.
Just take a sip from me,
And all will be well.

-BitterSweetArtist14-

5/8/02

(Ocajnik's POV)

When people think of the word "Vampire" most of them laugh and say something along the lines of, "next you'll be telling me that werewolves exist too eh?" (Which is a common misconception, I apologize before hand here to the Merean clan especially for this insult). But we do exist, and so do our counterparts the wolves as well. Of course we leave common disbelief to the dim-witted humans to sort out. Now a days we don't even need to cover our tracks or hide ourselves, because of the humans own way of convincing themselves that anything supernatural isn't real. Call it perhaps our own first line of defense; doubt and skepticism.

But with some of the... er, shall I say "smarter humans", disbelief plays no role. They are so deep and entrusting of their religion that they go on holy crusades, in search of my kind, to extinguish the "ungodly" filth that pollutes their earth. I have seen many who hate the Vampire, and carry with themselves the cross of their church, which they believe to kill our kind. However we have long since evolved from being repelled by the cross and now even holy water does not affect us.

Humans rarely are the cause of a Vampire's death now. In the olden days, when we first came to be, the 17th and 18th centuries were the times of the hunt. Humans weren't ignorant, as some might believe; in fact they were smarter then than they are now. They knew, through some subconscious instinct, that something new had evolved from their earth, and they were convinced that it had to die. But how? Different ways were devised. "Bury the corpse face down, and slip a piece of paper with their name on it under their tongue," I heard an old women of my village advise. Along with this came other traditions, including driving a stake through the heart, Cutting off the Vampire's head, sewing together his mouth, or even the classic live burning.

Yes- in my day, being a vampire was so much harder to be. We were all confused about our nature, and how we came to be. Some Vampires took advantage of what they were, and chaos ensued. Most of us were killed on the spot, so those who survived learned to fear what humans could do to us. We hid in the darkness during the day to escape the humans, not the sun. It is a common delusion that Vampires originally could not go into the sunlight. Our bodies developed that way because of our fear of the humans, and the darkness was a necessary precaution and defense.

But in the 21st century, our fear from humans decreased as well as the human's intelligence to realize we were real. Yet because of our past mistakes, even with this newfound freedom, we were still shunned by the sun.

I myself at the time was still as depressed about my existence as I had been for the past two centuries. I never wanted to be what I was, a shadow lurking in the night, a lone figure in the darkness. But I was.

It had all began in the mid to late seventeenth century, when the blood take laws of the Vampire were almost non-existent, and the dark gift could be given to even those who did not wish to become one of the clan. I was an unfortunate victim of this lack of restrictions, and while I lay there on my deathbed, dying of an untreatable disease, I was given the gift by a nurse whom I had only known during my illness as Celeste.

I resented her for making me what I was then, a creature every mortal feared and ran away from, an abomination of mankind. I hated her, yet I hated myself as well. Two centuries passed, and I wandered from town to town, city to city, watching the world pass me by. I was on the run from the accursed Vampire hunters, as well as from other Vampires who hated me for my past deeds as a new naïve hunter.

I used to have uncontrollable urges to feed, the kind that drove a Vampire to kill and massacre dozens upon dozens of people. But this was at first, when I was but only a Vampire for two ages. I learned to control my constant need to feed, through new technology that began to develop in the world. Blood banks filled with the red liquid I needed to live supplied me with as much blood as I could steal.

But at times, this was not enough. Which is where I start my story here, in the 21st century, my 280th year undead and miserable. My uncontrollable urge one night lead to a turn of events even Matricia the wise elder could not even have predicted….

That night, I wandered into a new city, trying to out run yet another annoying and pesky Vampire hunter. I was hungry, drenched to the bone and aggravated. I should have noticed how hungry I was that night, and how close I was to the breaking point, but I ignored my own thirst. At that point, I should have gone looking for a blood bank near the city's hospital.

But I didn't, and as I walked alone along a back road of the city's streets, my feet stepped silently against the pavement as the mist rain wet my jet-black hair and face. My senses ignited, as a few yards away from me, I felt a human presence unmistakably. Quickly, I looked up, and diverted my eyes towards it, only to see a young girl looking at me, and trembling.

She looked cold, her clothes soaked most likely from the ever-falling rain that had begun to pick up. Heavier drops hit my back as I walked forward towards the girl. But as soon as I took one step, I heard a small "eep!" as the girl, startled, screamed. Poor thing. She was probably scared shitless of me. An impulse within me struggled to be heard, but I ignored it.

'God I envy you…' I thought to myself as I tried to turn away. But I could not, as I realized suddenly, I was not walking away but towards the girl. My hunger- I let it go too far in my running from the hunter. My sharp fangs quickly slipped from inside of my mouth and with the ever-familiar painful tear, ripped open my gums.

I silently prayed for the girl, whom I knew was already doomed. 'Run…please run away…' I thought sadly as my body betrayed me. But it was too late, I knew it, and so did she.

(At this same moment…)

(Dream Sequence)

She was running. Running as far away as she could, and as fast as her legs could carry her. Tears formed in her eyes, as the dark nights' cold air stung them. Behind her, Raven could feel the presence of something evil, dark, and threatening. Yet because of the constant shadows surrounding her, she could not tell what it was, or even who it was.

But she had to run from it, this she knew all too well.

Suddenly however, Raven came to a halt. The only thing blocking her from safety and liberation now was a ten-foot wide deep ditch.

Snap. Behind her, Raven could hear footsteps coming towards her from out of some kind of forest…closer and closer…

Crack. Yet another twig was stepped upon. Ravens deep and rasping breath, and her own heart beating was all she could hear. That was until something grabbed at her, and Raven's screams filled the darkness.

The creature spun Raven around and made her look straight into its eyes; it's deep red eyes…. And it's teeth glinted in the moonlight as they inched closer to her….

(End Dream Sequence)

A scream pierced the silence of the damp night, as Raven woke suddenly. Her face was distorted, and covered in sweat as she got up quickly and dressed, heading for the roof of the Titans Tower. Her thoughts lay jumbled, mixed and confused, and filled with the horrific imagery she had seen in her previous nightmare.

Her feet stepped silently against the steps, and as soon as she reached the top of the stairs, she walked silently to the edge of the roof, looking down over the vast city.

'I know I heard something...' Raven thought to herself as she concentrated harder to try to see any disturbances down below. In her mind she knew something was out there…waiting and watching, but she couldn't figure who or what exactly it was. Deep down however she knew it was there.

A cool chill ran down her spine, as Raven continued to search and search the city down below for disorder or even some sort of chaos. But she saw nothing that her eyes could identify as trouble. No fires blazed, no explosions ignited, and even the streets seemed motionless. The city slept as it should, but this fact did not comfort Raven. She levitated from the roof effortlessly, and flew towards where she had heard the distressed scream.

The streetlights of the city shined brightly, and the buildings whirled by, as Raven flew past them with surprising swiftness. After while, her feet finally were set upon the ground, on a paved sidewalk.

She stood alone in the city's park, where she sensed she had heard the call. Her eyes searched for someone as she walked forward hesitantly, and rain fell down upon her.

Had it been a hallucination? Another one of Raven's phantom experiences brought on by another of her nightmares? Lately she had been having more of them, full of terror, full of fear, and horrific images. Every night Raven was restless, and each day she feared the nights in which she must sleep. Yes- it was the need for sleep that she loathed.

'It must have been another Hallucination...' Raven concluded as she continued to walk deeper into the park along the paved path. In the background, her ears picked up the sound of the fall leaves rustling in the wind. Raven sighed aloud once more as she walked, abandoning her search for the phantom scream. 'Oh well...' She thought to herself as she decided to take a walk. 'It's not like I'm going to get sleep anyway.'

Countless minutes passed by as Raven continued to walk in the rain, trying desperately not to flinch at every sound she heard. 'My mind is playing tricks on me...'she confirmed. But suddenly Raven stopped dead in her tracks. To her left, in between numerous trees and bushes, she could see a boy, about her age or a little older, leaning over a girl. The girl seemed to be unconscious, and the boy, who Raven could barely see, was near her neck doing something.

Raven wanted to stop him, to step forward and demand that he leave the girl alone, but could not. For some reason she could not move, her legs were immobile, and when she tried, she couldn't even speak either. Her mouth wouldn't move. The figure Raven stared at captured her attention completely, and somehow, someway, Raven could tell that he was the one stopping her from moving. He too, as she could tell, had a strong mental ability, and was using some sort of technique to control her movements. In her mind, she fought for control against this mysterious dark opposing force, frantically trying to regain command of her own brain.

'That Fucking Bastard…' Raven screamed in her mind as she tried once again to lift her foot. In her frustration, she found once more that she couldn't move it. 'Let go of her!' she shrieked trying to move to help the girl the boy had in his arms. She looked over again at the two figures, and suddenly saw the boy drop the girl to the ground. And there, to Ravens amazement was a mark of blood on the girl's neck. Unknowingly- Raven let out a gasp that apparently the mysterious figure heard.

He turned to see Raven, and faster than she could comprehend, was suddenly grasping her tightly in his grip. He had a mad look about his red eyes that consisted of an animal rage, and even as Raven struggled once more to gain control and break free, she shook in terror as he stared at her with them. Cupping his hand around her mouth, the boy slowly leaned in closer towards her.

Raven stopped trying to struggle against his mental control. Her eyes glazed over as she began to smile, in awe of the boy's beauty and handsome features. She noticed his soft dark black hair brush lightly against her face, and felt his breath against her neck. In a drugged state, Raven felt as if she were far away from her body watching herself and not being able to control her own movements. She heard herself laugh as the boy drew her even closer to him.

But all of a sudden, Raven woke from her dreamy state, and became frighteningly aware of where the Boy's mouth was going. Forcefully, she took control of her mind, and tried to struggle against the Boy's grasp. But his grip only tightened, supplied by some never-ending force within him. Using her powers, she tried to levitate the park bench behind where the boy was standing, but just as it came close to hitting the boy, Raven saw razor sharp teeth retract from his mouth, and felt them puncture her neck. A Gasp escaped her lips and the bench, which was previously floating in the air, fell hard to the ground.

Unexpectedly, the boy pulled his fangs out of her and spit some of her blood onto the ground. Looking back at her, an expression of disgust mixed with surprise was plastered all over his face.

"Ugggghhh...Half-Demon Blood." He said as he let go of her and wiped his lower lip. As Raven brought her hand to her neck in shock, the boy turned away from her. Slowly, yet steadily, he walked away with a new aura of calmness blended with sadness. A new sense of judgment and saneness spread over him as he turned back to Raven and yelled over his shoulder to her.

"You never saw me here- you will tell no one that I even exist. If you do- I WILL know, and I will personally hunt you down." With that, he turned once again, and strode away. His black trench coat flapped in the wind as he left Raven alone once again in the Park.

Raven, still shocked and holding her neck, stood in the rain for quite some time, tying desperately to figure out what had just happened to her. The moon shined brightly down upon her, as the rain began to fall even harder. And slowly, the shock of the moment sizzled away with a new onslaught of emotions Raven tried to repress; discomfiture, anger, fury, and finally- Rage.

Authors Note:

Um Kay- Again: Salutations.I Rewrote this chapter of Endless Nights in Hopes to revamp it, get more reviews, improve the overall work, change the grammar from present-tense to past-tense (Which I'm doing with all of my stories), and in general try to make this story better than what was in it's first draft.
-I hope you enjoyed it- Chapter 2 of "Endless Nights" will come out as soon as I finish Chapter 2 Of "Raven's Despair" and check on my reviews of "Oh What an Illusion can Do…". (I highly recommend you read the latter- It's a one shot which I might turn into a chapter story- It needs reviews desperately).

Anyway- That's it for now,
See you in the Ninth level of Hell;
-BitterSweetArtist14-