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"Cousin?" raven said, repeating the last word this man, Deamon had said. "Do I really have to believe that?"
"Just look at the resemblance" Deamon said, pointing at his face.
"That doesn't mean anything." Raven said, putting her fists in her side. "You can be from a parallel world where I am a man, you can be a failed clone, a robot, an illusion, do I have to continue?"
"Why is so hard to believe?" Deamon asked casually, starting to walk around the group Titans.
Raven turned with him so she had him in her eyesight. "My mother didn't have any brothers or sisters." She said furiously.
"Who said I'm from your mother's side of the family?" Deamon asked, looking at a bird flying over their heads.
A moment of silence and then the sounds of five Titans readying to attack, when they realized what he was talking about."
"You're a...?" Beast Boy asked, readying his body to change into the best animal that can shred this man apart.
"handsome guy? Yes." Deamon said, smiling slightly. "No need to bet offensive. I won't steal any girls from you."
"For the record, HE's my boyfriend." Raven said, her eyes glowing.
Deamon's face got a happy expression. "He is?" he asked "That means you figured out that you're free from the Evil One's grasp"
"Why are you so happy about it?" Robin asked. "Why are you standing here, talking, instead of attacking."
Deamon sighed. "Maybe YOU haven't figured it out, but I just dodged all of your attacks, without breaking a sweat."
"Than why don't you attack us?" Cyborg asked, charging his cannon to the max.
"Believe me, I could WIPE you from existence with minimal energy." Deamon said, starting to walk again. "But We destroyed your master." Raven asked.
"Aah, now I see." Deamon said, throwing his hands in the air. "You think that I'm...?"
"You're a demon, you took a from resembling Raven, you do magic. Do the math." Cyborg said.
"I can assure you, this is no 'form'. I look like this, and so do all my people." Deamon said, slight anger in his voice.
"'your people'?" Robin asked.
Deamon sighed and put his fingers on his temples, doing another 'Raven'-thing. "Maybe I do this wrong..." he said to himself. "Okay, let me ask you this. Do you thing all demons are evil?"
"We never had to think otherwise" Starfire said.
"Ever read in one of your books about the Akrath, Raven" Deamon asked.
Raven's eyes grew wide. "I have... But...those are a myth." she whispered.
"We are very real." Deamon said
"Raven?" Cyborg asked. "What is he talking about. What are YOU talking about?"
"According to the ancient books of the monks of Azarath, the Akrath were small group Powerless Demons that lived in the Beginning of Time. They rebelled against their masters, the True Demons. They were defeated and wiped from existence." Raven said, fixating her eyes on Deamon.
Deamon started to laugh. "The books of the monks couldn't be more wrong. But maybe I'll tell the history of my people in a more...comfortable place?"
Robin tightened his grip around his Bo staff. Deamon sighed again, letting the air whistle through his teeth. "Right. Distrust... Let me see... Ah.
Deamon crossed his hands in front of his head, and a second later his hands and eyes started to glow black. The Titans got ready to attack. Deamon clapped his hands together and a blue circle made of energy appeared around him which disappeared as quickly as is appeared.
"The ring of Amrah will shield you of any of my attacks. The blockage will only disappear is Raven, by bloodline, trusts me." Deamon said.
Raven's eyes widened yet again. "I've heard of this spell, but it's impossible. The words to use the ring have been lost through time." Raven said.
"Not where I'm from. The Great Library has many Forgotten Spells." Deamon said. "And now, to get comfortable."
Deamon's eyes glowed black and by the blink of an eye, they were back in the common room.
"Wow, what happened?" Cyborg asked.
"Teleportation, my friend." Deamon said, taking a place on the couch, gazing through the room. "I've thought you were familiar with teleportation? Or Raven's version of it?"
"Ahem!" Robin said. "Maybe it's time you explain EVERYTHING. Who are you, where are you from, why don't you attack us, EVERYTHING!"
Deamon leaned back and closed his eyes. "To understand my story you need to hear the history of our people." He opened his eyes again, and they were shining black again and his voice had a echoing sound.
"The books you read are wrong, Raven. We were not powerless and we were certainly no small group. But first I'll tell you a different story." Deamon began. "during a unspecific point in the time before time, Trigon the Terrible was 'born', brought into existence to lead the demons."
"That we know." Raven said.
"What you don't know, is that Trigon wasn't born alone. He had a sister, a twin sister."
The Titans gasped.
"Not another all-powerful evil dude, euh dame" Cyborg said.
"Listen and understand!" Deamon said. "He had a sister, Arellia, as powerful as her younger brother."
"younger brother?" Beast Boy asked.
"Yes, although Arellia was older brother of Trigon. But, unlike her sibling, she did not have the urge to destroy, to reign...to be evil. She purpose was to be Trigon's counterpart, a force that would be strong enough to bring him down. But, even if she knew Trigon's ways were evil, she had no courage to stop him if needed. She cared to much for her brother."
"A demon that cares for something?" Cyborg unbelievably asked, receiving a hard hit on the head from Beast Boy, who then pointed at Raven, who looked at Cyborg with anger in her eyes.
Deamon shrugged and continued his tale. "When Trigon and Arellia first saw the human world, both had different views. Trigon saw a world to conquer, filled with souls to make him stronger. But Arellia saw something different. A way to live. A way to be without the constant evil surrounding her. And she knew she had fellow Demons, as well as the Lower Demons as High Demons, who shared her vision. When she told her brother of her plan to be among humans, he fell into a rage. Ordered his Demonic Followers to attack his sister."
"So much for the mutual caring for his sister." Cyborg muttered.
"Shocked by his treason, Arellia couldn't attack. But before the Minions of Trigon could lay a claw on her, the Demons who were loyal to Arellia defended her. What came next was not a single battle like said in those books from the monk, but a war that ravaged the Demonic Realms." Deamon closed his eyes, sadness and sorrow in his voice. "The pain, losses of our Brothers and Sisters, the Demonic War still lingers in our memories."
"You tell this story like you were there, Deamon." Raven noticed. "How old are you anyway?"
"I'm as old as you are, Raven. 18 years old." Deamon commented.
"Like, in Demon Years?" Beast Boy asked.
"No, like in 'I'm-18-years-old' years." Deamon said, rolling his eyes, yet amused. "What I tell, is history."
"But you tell it like..." Robin said.
Deamon tapped on his forehead, on the place where Raven's Chacra would be. "We, the Akrath, have a place in our brains that holds the...historic memories of our past. We call it The Collective. It's like a databank in our head. We can access 'the files' when we reach a certain age. The first time we 'see our past'..." Deamon shivered. "Back to the history lesson."
"Arellia saw the devastation the war caused and felt sorrow. Not only for the Demons that followed her, but all her fellow Demons. So, in order to stop the fighting, she cast her most powerful spell. A bright light appeared, blinding the Demons and Trigon. When the light had vanished, so had the Demons they were fighting. Trigon assumed that his sister became cowardly and had destroyed all of the 'weak demons' including herself."
"We can assume he was wrong?" Starfire asked, almost squeezing the stuffing out of a pillow.
"Yes, she didn't use a offensive spell, but a teleportation spell. The most powerful that EVER was and ever will be. With a minimal of energy, she had teleported herself and all the other Demons that were loyal to her, into a dimension between dimensions, a realm she had created the moment she used her spell."
"she did both spells at the same time." Cyborg asked.
"Dude, we're talking about the older sis of Trigon, the most powerful evil we ever faced.." Beast said.
Deamon cleared his throat and continued. "Yes, Arellia had moved them all to that place, declared that would be free here, free to life like the humans they envied. And to set power behind that declaration, she used another spell. The moment that happened would for ever be called 'the shedding' ."
"What happened?" Starfire asked eagerly, finally squeezing the stuffing out of the pillow.
"When the spell was complete, the Demons gathered saw a woman. A greyish, pale woman with golden hairs and golden eyes. Realizing what happened, the other demons also shed their demonic forms."
"wait, wait wait!" Beast Boy shouted. "Shedding? Like in shedding their skin?"
"yes."
"GROSS!"
Deamon laughed at Beast Boy's reaction. "Not in THAT way. They had cast away their old demonic forms and became more...humanistic."
Raven's eyes widened."You mean that there are others that...look like me?" She asked. "I'm not the only who...Looks like this?"
As in an answer, Deamon pointed at himself. "We all look the same, yet we are all different. Like the humans here. Where was I...? Oh yeah. But Arellia had one more question to ask. She asked, in order to be really like the humans, if they would give up their immortality, to life the live spawn of a human? They agreed, but before she could do the spell, someone intervened. A man, called Da'rok, demanded two things. First they would keep their magical powers, in order to defend themselves. Arellia agreed to this and asked the second demand."
"What was it?" Raven asked.
"Da'rok demanded one more thing. Arellia would keep her immortality, in order to lead us. For she, as a Highest Demon, was the only one who could do this. Humbled by his words, she accepted and she became the first and only Empress of Akratha, my home dimension, who she lead to this very day."
Raven suddenly put all the pieces together. "Wait, Trigon's sisters, you're my cousin, but that means..."
"Arellia, the First who opposed Trigon, is your aunt, and my mother." Deamon said.
"Wouldn't that make him some sort of prince?" Starfire whispered in Robin's ear. The latter just shrugged.
Deamon suddenly looked around him, like something was missing. "Okay, the Ring of Amrah disappeared. So that means I earned your trust, dear cousin?"
"I guess you have." Raven mumbled.
Raven stood up from her place walked over to Deamon and to his, and the other Titans', surprise, she hugged him.
"Welcome, my cousin." Raven said, tears in her eyes.
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