Raven ran through the hallway made of mirrors. She kept turning corners. She had tried to use portals to escape this mad house, but it appeared that the mirrors were enchanted. Raven fell to her knees after circling around for the third time. Darkness only reflected what she gave to the mirrors. She looked at herself in the mirror in front of her. She saw herself. A gray skinned teenager with a third eye to the spirit world shaped as a tattooed red diamond.
She wanted to scream. She was a demon, a Teen Titan, and most of all, she was a goddess. She was more powerful than Wonder woman and even Athena herself. She had fought too many battles to be trapped like this. The mirror which she was kneeling on gave no comfort. Mirrors of herself were everywhere. They were her walls, her ceiling, and her floor.
Why she was here, she was trapped by a unknown attacker. Trapped while sleeping. She had been stupid enough to go after a reflection. She climbed across the floor. After two feet of pushing herself lazily across the floor, she stopped and just laid on her stomach. She felt as if she was going to die here, but then she remembered that she was immortal and food and water were not required.
A burn of rage burnt through her. She just stop using her enchantment detects and just decided to smolder in her rage. She put her head down in her arms. She started to blindly chant off spells. Soon, a gas started to pour from the mirrors. Raven shot up in surprise. The gas started to rise. There was no escaping it.
When it got to her neck, she started holding her breath. The thick pink gas rose over her head. After not breathing for sixteen minutes straight, she decided to be curious. What was the gas? She gave a small sniff. It jacked up her pheromones hyperly. She stopped breathing. She needed to escaped. She wanted to chant more spells, but in order to speak, she had to open her mouth. Her pheromones were still rising and so were her hormones. Everything increased. Her heart rate, her blood pressure, and her emotional levels. She felt happy, angry, shy, murderous, aroused, and depressed.
She eventually started spitting spells that were not helping her. She clawed at the mirror and made dents in it. When she said the last one she knew, when punched the glass asnhard as she could. She saw lightr on the other side. The gas was being sucked out into the air, but something started stopped the gas from getting far. Like it was caught in thin air and transported to another dimension.
"What?" Raven said to herself. She transported out of a glass box. She was still in the Titan Tower. She was in her room. She saw the gas was still thick, but it was in a glass ball. The ball was no bigger than her palm. She could conceal it in her robes. She looked back at where the box had been, but it had disappeared.
"How did I get in there?"
"It does not matter," Trigon said behind her. She spun and tried to give a high kick to her throat. He caught her foot and stopped it colder than his heart. "I have put this in your power. You get the choice to destroy this universe should that glass ever be broken. You cannot die, but you felt the pain. Imagine what it will do to humans. Choose wisely."
Raven spun and tried to give another kick to Trigon, but he had disappeared. Raven growled. She picked up the ball and put it in her robe. She walked out of her room angrily. She saw the night was still lingering on, but someone was up in the house. She felt that waking presence in the kitchen. She used a portal down to it.
She emerged silently and saw the figure rummaging through the fridge. She let a black hand extend out and hover behind him. She hovered right behind him and put her hand on his shoulder.
"Bro, I'm not eating your hamburger. I just need some orange juice." The voice clearly belonged to Beast Boy. Raven took her hand away. Beast Boy turned around and aooked so startled that he almost turned into a mouse. "Oh," he said. "It's you."
"Yeah."
"Uh, don't mind me asking, but, uh, what are you doing up so late?"
"I kinda went on a adventure a few minutes ago."
"You okay?"
"Yeah."
"Well, don't mind me, but I'm going to just take my stuff and leave."
Raven let him grab a orange juice bottle and walk away. She looked through the fridge and found a jar of cherries. She had a knack for them since Beast Boy tried to flirt with her by tying a cherry stem. That's one of the things she secretly loved about Beast Boy. His introduction of cherries to her.
She sat there nearly losing her grip on reality and letting herself slip into a fanasty world full of love and light. Something she was constantly forbidden to have. Happiness was trying to worm throughthroughh her veins, but she felt too far gone in the darkness and her heritage made it impossible to afford that luxury.
As she popped a cherry in her mouth, Starfire came through. She had obviously been tipped by Beast Boy to talk to her.
"Raven," she said. "You had a terror of the night?"
"No. I was held against my will and forced toStarfire'sthings."
Starfire's eyes glowed furiously green. She let green orbs consume her hands. "Who?" She said in a low anger.
"No, no, no! Nobody did that to me."
Starfire's eyes glow dimmed. Her orbs wavered and flickered out. "So... What did you feel that was so forced?"
"A gas. A enchanted gas that kills people, but brings extreme pain to immortals."
Starfire nodded. "Is it going to happen again?"
"I don't think so."
"Okay. Call for us next time please."
"I'll try."
"Okay. If anyone does make you feel something you don't want to feel, you can tell us. I promise I will hit him with bricks until he doesn't remember his own name."
Considering Starfire didn't know how to use sarcasm or was very smart, Raven just decided to nod. Starfire went back to bed. Raven ate one more cherry and put the jar away. As she hovered back to her room, she decided to take the glass ball out. It was a glowing a dark shade of red. It was almost like a nightlight.
She laid down on her bed put the orb on her nightstand. She stared at it before she rolled on her other side and fell asleep.