Chapter 1: A full day

She stood upon the tower, gazing at the breathtaking sunset that contained reds, yellows and other indescribable shades. The cool breeze ruffled her short hair tenderly and made her eyes dry out, not that it bothered her. Just when her soul could have touched the skies, her troubles almost gone, an annoying green friend came banging through the steel door.

"Hey, Rae Rae!" He called out in a teasing voice.

Without turning around, she replied, "Don't call me that!" in a way that could have cut through ice.

He was startled at the danger in her tone of voice. "Raven, are you okay?"

She sighed. "I'm perfect."

He raised an eyebrow and scoffed. "Raven, we may be exact opposites, but I know when some things bothering you." He waited for a reply, but not getting one he continued. "Tell me what's wrong. I won't speak about it to anyone." Raven finally turned around and he could tell that something was hurting her badly, just by looking in her sparkling violet eyes.

"Promise?" she asked cautiously.

Beast boy traced his fingers over his chest in an 'x'. "Cross my heart and hope to die." She just looked at him. "I mean yes."

She sighed again and turned back around. "I went to the bookstore this morning."

-Jump City square, 1:48 pm.-

'What a wonderful feeling!' raven thought to herself as she breathed in the smell of old leather and stained wood. 'Millions of words in hundreds of books, all waiting to be read and each one has its own story. It would take lifetimes to go through all of them.' She realized that she had been holding her breath and her lungs started to burn. Raven gasped, letting air flow in, and picked out a maroon colored book with gold writing on the cover. She floated (literally) over to the counter and dropped the correct amount of change on the desk.

The cashier, a scrawny old man with a moustache and kind grey eyes, peered up at her and smiled. "Ah, Raven." He chuckled with an English accent. "You have not been visiting lately. I have missed you in my shop, it has been quit lonesome around here." Since the Titan's defeat against Trigon, Raven had been practicing her smile, although it still felt awkward on her face. But around Mr. Samuels, it was much easier for some reason.

"I'm sorry," She gave a small, kind grin. "The town's number of villains has been increasing dramatically. I come when I can."

He gave an understanding nod. "Of course. I do appreciate what you have been doing for us."

He dropped the book in her hands. "And I appreciate your kindness, Paul." They waved goodbye to each other and Raven automatically began to read the first few page while she walked back home.

Around the corner on the third street down, Raven spotted three thugs, not much younger than her, spray- painting the gray brick wall. She frowned while closing her book then walked up to them. They immediately stopped their hissing laughter and stared. "Having fun?" she said in a calm voice. They looked at each other with blank faces. "Would you mind cleaning that up?" she asked again.

They finally seemed to get what she was saying and responded with your-not-the-boss-of-me laughs. "What are you, my mom?" one greasy, buzzed cut guy said.

"Do I look like your mom?" She asked.

"No." he said back. "You're not good enough to be one."

"What do you mean?" Raven was secretly offended by his claim, but it didn't show.

"I mean, you might as well be a villain."

"Go on?"

"You almost killed all of us!"

Ravens eyes froze and she clenched her teeth. "Kid, I saved your sorry ass." She turned around then looked back over her shoulder. "By the way, you just spent two minutes of your life insulting a girl who doesn't give a shit."

The guy was confused and shocked but before his small brain had time to process these words, she flew away. Floating in the air, she seems as strong as a rock, but inside, her heart was torn by the words he had said to her. She had been freed from Trigon's prison, but the memories left a scare on her soul.

-End-

Beast Boy stared at the back of her head. He didn't know what to say, so he said the worst thing possible because he's good at that. "Wow, I didn't know you could swear." Raven spun around and he jumped back as a reflex; she's very unpredictable.

"Beast Boy, could you act like you care for two seconds?" She yelled.

"Raven, I'm sorry! What those guys said was terrible, especially for a hero. You deserve better." He paused. "You also should have punched them."

Raven pressed her lips together. "You can't take anything seriously, can you?" then a black aura surrounded her and she disappeared.

"Wait!" he grabbed the air where she was standing. "Damn it, Beast Boy!" he yelled to himself and hit the ground with his fist.

Beast Boy took the elevator up to Ravens room and knocked on her brass door. It made a clanking noise and he had to listen over the echo to hear for a voice. Not hearing an answer he called out her name, still not getting anything. At that point curiosity got the better of him and he entered her frightening quarters. He thought that over a year of not visiting her room, it would have been rearranged or something, but, surprisingly, it looked like it had not been touched. The green fellow filled his cheeks with oxygen then let it out, making the sound of air escaping a balloon.

He turned around to leave, but something caught his eye: a large box under Raven's book shelf. Any normal person would have shrugged and let it be, but BB knew Raven too well to think it could be anything normal. He walked over and, being extremely carful of anything dangerous, lifted the top off. Instead of wild, half- demon birds or spirits coming out like he thought, he found papers stacked on top of each other. Not just papers, but sketches. Dark sketches, of scary, four- eyed creatures, and then of stranded persons, gazing at a shining light. Another thing, each of them had a chakra, like Raven. 'Raven, your full of surprises!' he thought, impressed by her drawing skills.

He flipped through each one, trying to figure out what the individuals meant, taking note how all of the images seemed to be done with passion, not practice. He also noticed that the dates in the corner were after the time they defeated Trigon.

The last one took him by surprise.

-Tower Kitchen-

Raven sat quietly, sipping her tea and thinking about Beast Boy. 'I was too hard on him' she thought. 'He was trying to be nice'. Robin came in and looked around with one hand on his side and the other scratching his spiky hair. "Raven, have you seen Beast Boy lately?"

"Not for the past ten minutes." She said, acting like she didn't care.

"Oh. It's been really quiet lately."

"Too quiet" she whispered.

"What?"

"Nothing. I'm gonna go read in my room." And she floated off.

-Raven's room-

Beast Boy stared at the most profound sketch he had seen in the pile. It showed a teenage girl sitting on a bench and a young man behind her holding a sky blue umbrella over her head, protecting her from the rain falling around them. The thing that got him was the fact that the girl had short, purple hair and the guy was green with pointed ears. Then he realized that the two people represented him and Raven. A grin formed on the Titan but it was abruptly slapped off when he turned and saw a dark figure staring at him through violet eyes in the doorway.

"What the hell do you think your doing?" It said through a dangerously shaky voice.

"Raven, I-" but he didn't have an excuse at that point. The angry woman swooped over and pushed him roughly away from the drawings and stuffed them back inside the box. She quickly slid it back under the book shelf and sat on her legs, faced away from him. He wanted to say something, anything, which would protect him from a beating.

But all she said was, "Get. Out." So low it was hard to hear. For some reason he didn't move an inch. Instead he touched her shoulder. She jerked away.

They were silent and he couldn't stand it. "I liked that last one." He remarked. Raven turned her head ever so slightly so that he could now see the thick eye lashes that caressed her pale skin.

"Really?" she asked slowly.

"Yes" he replied. "And I also understand it." He longed to touch her, so he reached for her silky hair. Then she did some thing he would have never expected. Raven pivoted around violently and took him in a bear hug. Her back was arched painfully, but she didn't care. Her nails dug into his back and she wept. He was shocked, even terrified, but wrapped his arms around her protectively. She said something through gasps of breaths but he could not understand her because her face was buried in his chest.

"What?" he said softly. He felt her take a deep, unstable breath and she lifted her head up.

Her eyes were so wet they glistened in the dim light. "I-I've been s-s-so l-lonely." He stroked her hair in steady motions and she soon was only taking occasional gulps of air.

"It's okay." He said gently. "I'm here."

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A/N: hi! i hope you like this concept and i tried to keep Ravens persionality, but im not sure if i did it very well... plz tell me! im actually going to be drawing the picture i described and i will tell u when its ready. if your interested, you can look at my artwork at my deviantart account(go to my homepage on my profile)! IF YOUR COOL YOU WILL COMMENT! (jk, but still do that.)