An Author's note: Hello people! Welcome to the second part of Raven's Quest! If you have not read the first part I suggest you go do that right now, as none of this will make sense if you do not!

For those of you who have read the first part, thanks for joining me again as I ramble my way through more slightly AUish goodness! Hope this installment will live up to the first.

I don't own Teen Titans, but I do own any random OC you happen to see!

Enjoy.

Chapter One

Wings

The Beast's white, pupil less eyes scanned the forest with an eager expression. His noise wrinkled as he searched the air for the scent. Claws extended into the dirt in anticipation. He was hunting, and his prey was close.

He stalked forward, his dark green fur perfectly matching the forest around him. He snorted in amusement when he remembered that it was not going to be quite as easy for his prey. It is a very hard thing to conceal red fur, even if said red fur was very dark.

Suddenly the Beast felt something jump on his back and sink its claws into his fur, just enough to hang on, but not enough to hurt. The Beast gave an astonished yowl and whirled around like a mad bull, but the one on his back would not be dislodged.

As soon as the Beast stopped the thing leapt from his back to face him. The creature crouched before him snarled, but it was a playful snarl. The lean, lion like figure stalked forward, white stripes shining brightly in the moonlight. The Beast seemed to grin and the two ran towards each other, swiping and slashing the air in front of each other's faces. However, neither was really trying to land their respective blows. This was no life or death battle.

This was a game.

After a while the Beast broke into a run and fled, but not to fast. After all, it would be no fun if the Demon lost him. He could hear the other fast on his heels, and soon the Demon was running beside him, matching his pace perfectly. Suddenly she opened her wings and took flight, overtaking him. The Beast screeched to a halt, and the Demon turned in her flight and crashed into him.

Somehow he ended up on top of her, but he had no intention of hurting her. Instead he started grooming her…

And then they were no longer a beast and a demon. Now they were in their normal human forms: Raven and Beast Boy. Beast Boy was holding her and, wonder of wonders, she was not only letting him do it, she was doing it as well.

Just as they were about to kiss Beast Boy noticed a strange smell. It smelled…really funky. It couldn't be Raven, no way. He opened his eyes and came face to face with…a green dirty sock. It appeared that he had been cuddling said sock, who knows for how long, and the smell had finally woken him up from his nice dream.

"Duuuuude." He mumbled. "Why'd you have to do that? Stupid sock!"

Groaning he tossed the offending footwear aside. It landed in a pile of mysterious unidentifiable stuff and promptly disappeared with an audible burp from the pile.

Poor sock.

Beast Boy leapt down from his bunk bed, shifting into a cat on the way down. He started his morning stretches, always done in cat form. After all, nothing stretches like a cat.

As he shifted back to human his mind went back to the dream. He had been having that dream for a while, and while he enjoyed it immensely, he also always felt sad afterwards. A part of him despaired that anything like what he dreamed about would come true.

He sighed. Ever since Raven had transformed into her demon form about a week ago she had been acting so…subdued. He knew, perhaps all to well, what was wrong. She was afraid of somehow triggering another transformation. He could relate to that, and he could relate the horrible feeling of knowing that there was a…thing inside you that you could not control. He had this same problem with the Beast.

If only Raven would let him help her! But she was too scared to even stay in the room longer than was necessary with him. He was sure she liked him, heck they were practically inseparable during the trip to Azarath, but now she acted like he carried the plague…or maybe she thought it was her that was the plague carrier.

Beast Boy sighed again as he started getting ready to present himself to the world, which may or may not have been ready for him. He had grown since he had joined the Titans, which pleased him greatly. His growth spurt had put him near Robin's height, and he was no longer as scrawny as he used to be. After a shower and finally changing his uniform (and no one really wanted to know how long he wore those things until he would finally get the urge to change them) and lightly running a comb through the mess known as his hair Beast Boy was ready to go.

As he walked down the hall he made his now customary stop at Raven's door, which was shut firmly to the rest of the world. He raised his fist and knocked, hoping that today would be the day that she would open up that door and talk to him. Actually talk to him, instead of avoiding him and giving him one word responses.

"Rae…come on Rae. You can't hide from us forever you know! Please come out."

No response, but Beast Boy knew she was there. He sighed, upset and becoming very frustrated. It seemed he had tried everything to bring Raven back out, but nothing seemed to work. It was just so…frustrating.

His stomach grumbled at him. Sighing, Beast Boy decided that he might as well go and get breakfast. He would stop by again later and try again.

Walking into the kitchen he grabbed himself some tofu and a glass of orange juice. Cyborg was already there finishing up some poor innocent cooked pig (aka, bacon). The two sat beside each other each scowling darkly at each others meal before digging in.

"Cyborg?" Beast Boy said after a bit. "What am I doing wrong?"

"You're eating that bean junk instead of nice, hearty meat!" Cyborg said.

"That's not what I meant you…you…carnivore! I meant what am I doing wrong with Raven?" Beast Boy's ears were drooping like a pair of wilting plants. "I try and try but she never talks to me! I mean, we where so close on Azarath, but now…"

"She's scared BB." Cyborg said.

"But she never turned into that demon before, Cyborg! Not even when she lost her temper with Doctor Light! Why is she so skittish now?"

"BB…I'm not sure. I think she might just be too scared to take the risk."

"Maybe…" Beast Boy took a big gulp of orange juice, upset, sad and disgruntled, but still determined to get Raven back out of her shell.

Raven watched the door crack to make sure no small green bugs where trying to slip into her room in an effort to talk to her face to face. You could never tell with Beast Boy. When she was sure that Beast Boy was not coming inside, she turned to her wall mirror and glared balefully at the two growing appendages on her back. There they were: two navy blue wings that seemed to be mocking her with their size. When they had made their first appearance they had been small enough to hide underneath her cloak, but now they had grown in length so that they stretched to her elbows when she spread them. If they kept on growing then it would be impossible to hide under her cloak.

She sighed and wondered if she should just stop trying to hide this deformity from her friends. They were going to find out sooner or later, especially if these things keep up with their growth spurt. But for some reason…she just could not bring herself to reveal these things to her friends. She was afraid; afraid that these wings would bring on the one thing she feared most of all: rejection. Even though she tried to keep people away, especially since last week's incident, she knew that she just could not handle it if her family rejected her. It annoyed her, but it was true.

Raven idly rubbed her hands. For some reason her hands had been very itchy lately, and it was becoming irksome. Not to mention a slight pain in her…well her tailbone. However, these minor irritations where nothing compared to those hated wings.

Her eyes fell on a ceremonial dagger on her dresser, and not for the first time she considered…drastic measures. She shook her head and shoved that thought away angrily. No! Self mutilation was not the answer! Especially since she thought that chopping off the wings might be the same as removing an arm or a leg.

"I have to tell them." Raven muttered to herself, glaring at her wings some more "I'm sure they won't throw me out because of this, and besides…maybe Cyborg can figure out what is wrong with me!"

An alarm rang out. Red lights started flashing, and Raven gave a growl of frustration. The wings would have to wait. There was trouble…again.

The team had grown during this past week, specifically by two. One of these two was Jinx. She was staying around because of Kid Flash. Ever since the poor young hero had encountered the evil spider familiar Riki he had been in a coma, and it did not look like he was waking up any time soon. While Jinx spent most of her free time in the med lab watching over her friend, she would go out on missions with the Titans, mainly so she would have something to do so she would not go nuts.

The other new member was a large winged wolf named Winterwing. He spent most of his time on the island where the Titans made their home, only venturing into the city when called, and only coming into the Tower when he felt like it (which was not often). He was very much a wild animal, and did not like enclosed spaces, and claimed that technology made his head hurt. However, he had come to think of the Titans as his pack…sort of, and he was willing to lend a paw in defending the city.

The problem today was a bank robbery and the villains responsible where Jinx's old comrades, the Hive Five. Now they truly where five: Gizmo (who had taken over as leader since Jinx's defection), Mammoth, See-More, Billy Numerous, and Kid Wykkyd. None of them were particularly happy with Jinx back in town and fighting for the other side. Gizmo seemed to be especially upset, and keep on targeting Jinx whenever they had an encounter.

"Give up! You are surrounded!" Robin yelled at the Hive Five, sounding ridiculously like a cop on a television show. It was true though, the Hive had exited the bank to find seven heroes arranged against them, one of which was perched on a very large, very mean looking black night horse that looked ready to drink some nice blood.

"This time I'm ready for you cludgeheads!" Gizmo said, looking at Jinx rather than Robin. "Git "em!" the small villain shouted over his shoulder and two robotic wolves with jet packs zoomed overhead (obviously designed to combat Winterwing…or at least modeled after him). The real deal snarled at the metallic replicas in dislike, his technology induced headache growing. Without bothering to wait for Robin's signal he lunged at one of them and started to wrestle with it.

However, even with the odds slightly evened the Hive still did not fare that well. The simple fact was that Gizmo was not as good a leader as Jinx and been, and soon it was clear that they were heading right for jail, and that the metal wolves where headed for a scrap heap.

Raven, however, was holding back a little. In her hurry to get to the battlefield she had neglected to find a way to hide the wings, and now she was desperately trying to keep her cloak from blowing in the wind or something and revealing her secret to the world. So she sat on Mithrah and fired off dark bolts while her steed used his own lightning. Currently the both of them where facing of with Billy Numerous, one of the bigger idiots in the group, probably toping even Mammoth on the Stupid Scale. Now, the idiot had gotten into his moldy Swiss cheese head that he was some sort of bronco rider, and was trying to knock Raven of her horse so he could have a go.

Numbskull.

While Raven was distracted by the multiple dunderheads in front of her she felt a sudden tugging on her cloak. She was so distracted trying to keep the thing from being pulled away from her that she was unseated. Billy Stupidus took this opportunity to leap on Mithrah's back. Mithrah did not like this at all, and started bucking like a maniac.

Raven, however, had a much bigger problem. Mammoth was slinging her by her cloak. The brooch that was holding it together came loose and Raven dropped to the ground, cloak less and wings fully exposed.

Mammoth gaped at her for a second, and then burst out laughing. "Hey, look at this, guys!" he grabbed one of her wings, still laughing "She really is a half demon freak!"

Raven felt pain shoot up the new limb. An odd instinct seemed to take over. Turning to face her attacker she started hitting over the head with her other wing. While the wings looked pretty delicate they where actually very strong, and Mammoth was getting a headache. He let go of the wing, but even though his head was bruised he was still smirking at Raven.

"So, you turning into a birdie?" he said. "Maybe you should just flutter on home."

Suddenly a green tiger tackled him from behind. Beast Boy was enraged. He had seen the wings, as had everyone else. Now he knew why Raven had been so nervous these past few days, but he was to busy being angry at Mammoth to do anything else. The urge to sink his fangs into Mammoth's neck was there, but he did not do it, despite what he felt.

"Good work Beast Boy." Robin ran up with a pair of handcuffs. The sight of those wings had startled him as well, but he was determined to do his job before anything else.

After the Hive had been loaded into the police vans to be carted off to jail (where they would undoubtedly break out from in a few days). The Titans headed back to the tower. Once they were back they started questioning Raven about the wings. She didn't bother trying to hide them anymore, instead she just re hooked her cloak and let it fall between the wings.

"Okay, when did…that happen?" Robin asked, giving the wings a look. To be honest they did not look that bad on her. In fact, truth be told they were really very gorgeous. They were a dark navy blue, and frankly they kind of looked like a collection of sapphires, especially when the light hit them in the right way. Beast Boy was especially captivated by them. He thought they were the most beautiful wings he had ever seen.

Raven, however, seemed very embarrassed by them. Even though she didn't try to stuff them back under her cloak she was holding them tightly against her body, as if trying to make them as small as possible.

"Raven…" Robin was still staring at the wings, not letting her off the hook.

"They…started growing after I…transformed…they started really small but keep getting bigger and bigger." Raven refused to look at the rest of the team instead she was looking out the window. She was rubbing her hands in a nervous manner.

"But why would you try to hide them from us?" Robin had that look on his face, the one that said he was trying to solve a mystery. The Titans were completely baffled by this…except for perhaps Starfire. She had gone though something similar when her body had transformed, and she thought she understood what Raven was feeling right now.

Suddenly Cyborg grabbed Raven's hands "Stop that!" he shouted, sounding worried.

"What?" for a moment a brief glimmer of annoyance and anger appeared in Raven's eyes and she no longer looked quite as depressed as she had been for the past few days.

Cyborg was looking closely at the backs of Raven's hands, and the rest of the Titans looked as well, trying to see what was wrong. They gasped at what they saw: rips and tears where Raven had been scratching covered her hands, and it looked like some of her skin was flaking off altogether. If you looked closely you could see small navy blue scales growing underneath her skin.

"Okay, I'm just going to take one." Cyborg said, holding a pair of tweezers in his hand. "Tell me if it hurts too much."

"Just take one." Raven growled.

Despite the fact that Raven knew perfectly well that analysis of this…mutation was necessary, that did not mean it made her comfortable. She never really liked the med lab that much…probably had something to do with all of those machines everywhere. Or it might have been the fact that Kid Flash was still unconscious in the bed right next to her. She winced a little bit as she felt Cyborg pluck out one of the scales from her hand. He drew some blood, and for good measure he had also taken a sample of the peeling skin as well.

"Well," Cyborg said after a while "This is strange."

"What?" Robin asked. "What's wrong with her?"

Starfire winced at those words. Honestly, why did everyone think that there was something "wrong" with Raven? Sure these scales and the wings where strange, but that did not mean that this was wrong anymore than her own transformation had been wrong. In fact, Starfire suspected she knew what was going on, Raven was becoming a Dragonborn. Did not Lightflight say that one of the symptoms of becoming a Dragonborn was growing wings and claws? Was that now what was happening right now?

"It looks like Raven's genetic structure is changing, but I don't know how or why."

"Great, wonderful, now how do you stop it?" Raven asked.

"Not sure. I'm not even sure why this is happening!"

"Honestly." Starfire said, rolling her eyes in a dramatic fashion. They really needed to keep her away from the cartoons; she was starting to act like them.

"What is it Starfire?" Robin asked.

"Is it not obvious?" Starfire said. "Raven you have blue wings and scales. Do you not remember what Lightflight said? He said that these symptoms are an indication of becoming Dragonborn. Raven, this must mean that you are one of the Dragonborn!"

Raven shook her head "Starfire, I'm part demon-"

"Only a third demon." Starfire said "The rest is human and Nazlar. Besides, if these First Dragons were as great and wise as you say surly they would not judge a person's worth from the mistakes their parents made!"

Darn Raven hated it when Starfire displayed her intelligence! The fact was, while Starfire was naïve and inexperienced with Earth's culture that did not mean she was stupid. In fact, she was actually very intelligent. Sure, she acted like a fool sometimes, but there where times when she showed off her intelligence.

"Starfire, demonic powers don't mix with good ones. It's just not possible that I'm a Dragonborn."

"What about Malachi?" Starfire retorted. "Is not she a Dragonborn as well? Why would you have a connection with a Dragonborn if you where not one yourself?"

"I…haven't heard from Malachi at all this week…"Raven confessed. It had been worrying her for the past week. She expected to hear from the strange green dragon by now, but she had not. She was starting to believe that she had dreamed the whole thing up, or that it had been some sort of trick. How could something like her become a Dragonborn?

"What if I'm not Dragonborn…what if this is…my demon form coming to the surface?"

"Raven…take a good look at this wing." Beast Boy said. He gently took the wing and spread it out for all to see. "It's covered in little scales."

"So?"

"Raven, when you became a demon, I got a pretty good look at those wings. They where bluish, like this one, but they did not have scales. In fact, I've only seen scaled wings on one type of creature: dragons. Malchior had them, and so did Lightflight. Raven…you're not becoming a demon…your becoming a dragon!"

"Out of the mouths of idiots, as they say." The Black Fox said from the doorway, where she had suddenly appeared from wherever it was she went to when she was not in this realm. The bizarre looking creature had a strange looking coin in her hand and was flipping it into the air and catching it. A not very nice smile was adorning her strange half fox, half human face, and her glowing eyes seemed to radiate smugness.