Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans, Young Justice, Justice League, the Batman Family, or any other DC Character in this fanfic.
Plan: A chapter will be up each day, hopefully, until the end of New Years. That's the plan. I didn't want to get serious with this story and just keep it simple, but now I want to write more of it, which isn't a bad thing... You'll see the story get less and less simple as it goes on... I'm even going to change the name from The Last Christmas to The Last Days since it will not focus on Christmas anymore. The summary will be added in the A/N of the first chapter. Okay? Okay. The chapters MIGHT get longer...
The Last Days
Chapter 2: Christmas Day
The sunlight hit Richard's face as Alfred opened the curtains to Jason's room. "Time to wake up young masters."
The youngest groaned and buried his face into his older brother's chest. "I'm tired..."
"Says the person who couldn't wait for it to be Christmas Day."
Richard sat up immediately. Two seconds later, he grinned so wide it rivaled the Joker's. "CHRISTMAS!" The little bird ran out of the room, dragging Arahide and Jason along with him. The butler of the family tidied the bed sheets up with ease, having no trouble at all. He made his way to the staircase, hearing the Wayne family chatting and laughing.
The two youngest of the family finally entered, being woken up late for today. Richard stared at all of the neatly wrapped gifts under the huge Christmas tree, his adoptive family gathered around it, waiting for him, Jason, and Alfred.
"You guys finally woke up, hm?" Stephanie smiled warmly at the two, Alfred appearing behind them.
"Al did let them sleep, Steph." Cassandra stated from her spot on the couch.
"I know, I know... I'm just impatient sometimes..." The blonde girl sighed. "We should get started with the gifts now if we want our other plans to take place today."
"Impatient..." Terry whispered to Cass, who let out a chuckle. Steph turned to glare at them for a second before turning back and smiling.
And so, the Wayne family exchanged gifts. Not one person in the Manor had a feeling of sadness in their souls or hearts. The traditional private Wayne family party took place following the gift exchange. The Young Justice members of the family went to the Young Justice Christmas party, and every hero involved with the Justice League also celebrated. Everything seemed perfect.
Jump City
Across the country, a girl at the age of 15 walked through a city called Jump City in California. She wore a dark gray hoodie and sweat pants, the hood covering her facial features. The streets were almost empty, considering it was Christmas Day and the families were spending time with each other, celebrating and bonding with one another. The girl scowled, hating those ideas. They're able to spend time with family. Do they care about the ones who hate their family? Her so called father was a demon and her mother died many years ago.
Her mother. Arella was her name, and Arella was the one who gave the name Raven to her. Raven is a half-demon, thanks to her father. The 15-year-old girl is not able to recover her memories of her mother, as if they are being blocked by a spell. Still, she has seen glimpses of Arella, and Raven knows her mother's name was Arella thanks to Azar, a spiritual leader of a temple.
Raven always hated Christmas. Her brithday was at the beginning of December, on the 2nd. She, of course, knew that on her 16th birthday, Trigon would rise to the Earth. That day is less than a year away.
That is why Raven, a half-demon, hated Christmas. She knew that the Earth would be swallowed by fire. Trigon would rule over all, and no families will be able to celebrate Christmas no more.