A/n: To my reviewers! This may well be the fastest update I've ever managed! Soooo, don't get use to it okay? This chapter may be longer than my next ones too. Oh and ehhh... no one kill me but I may of forgotten to mention this fic will have slight Robin/Raven pairing, (not that you'd believe that come the forth chapter when Raven's pounding him into a nice bloody pulp... opps, did I say that out loud?) but don't stop reading just because of that! I may decide to drop it! (Alright, not a likely scenario, but eh, what the heck...)
My reviewers!
Notorious Robin's Chick- Hehe, careful, I may decide to stop giving you those pre-post previews, a likely case come the chapter Split-soul... (Prob. Chapter six) and this isn't a book what on this earth are you talking about?
Moon's Darkness- Don't worry I will so long as school computers don't go on the fritz.
orangeteetee-
Like I said, PROLOG! NOT CHAPTER! Grief
it's not like it's a one shot... and school
marching band does not count as an obsession when it's one of your
classes...
Dudette- Yeah, and with the number of
cold case files, forensic files, cops, and court TV shows she watches
she could get away with murder and not get caught... Thanks but I
already know about titanstower, I was mostly going to dig around in
Starcrossed transcripts but it turned out that I didn't need them.
Desolated Rogue- Yeah, my mom encourages my writing too, just not fanfiction.
Chicagonebananas- Did you review my last story enough?
Well here you all go again!
Raven's P.O.V.
This, for the most part, had been a normal day; or at least a normal day for a Titan. Cyborg and Beast Boy had their daily tofu vs. meat breakfast war, Robin broke eleven of the Tower's training robots (That's what? 47 so far this week?). Starfire tried again for the millionth time to get me to go shopping with her, (for the last time Starfire, I am NOT wearing pink!) and around lunch we were call off to stop a prison break. No problem at all. It's almost ten o' clock at night. We're all still up. Any of us try to go to sleep before eleven and it never fails the alarm always goes off...
I'm trying to meditate. Key word in that sentence is trying. If Cyborg and
Beast Boy turn that damn video game music up any more, I'll blow the counsel up in their faces. I make that threat and suddenly the TV's on mute.
'Finally, peace and qui----'
"Damn!"
"Oh! Friend Robin! Have you been injured?"
I open my eyes and glare icily at Robin and Starefire. Robin, for breaking my concentration, Starfire, for making such a fuss over the tiny little burn Robin sustained from the faulty wiring in a com-link he was trying to repair. As she literally dragged him from the room, insisting she immediately bandage it for him I thought:
'For God's sake, the guy's been thrown off cliffs, thrown through walls like he's a human battering ram, and has probably been kidnapped and tortured by more supervillens than he can count. I seriously doubt one little burn will be the down-fall of the Boy Wonder...
I shook myself mentally and continued with my meditation.
'Azerath, Metrion----'
BWEEP! BWEEP! BWEEP! BWEEP!
"Oh for God's sake! Can't I get five minutes of peace and quiet in this blast tower for once?" I yell over the alarm.
Robin was already back in the room, trailing several feet of gauze and an unhappy looking Starfire behind him. Shaking the over-large bandaging off his hand, he started typing at the computer.
"Hang on we're not being called off, it's a video-call from……the Justice League? Beast Boy! What have you done now?"
"Me? Why am I the first person you accuse!" Beast Boy said.
"Cause it's usually your sorry green butt that gets us in trouble!" Cyborg said
And like a pair of two-year-olds Beast Boy and Cyborg started squabbling.In my typical monotone, scarcely audible above all the yelling I said to robin;
"You know, what ever it is the league wants, it might not be a good idea to keep them waiting…"
Robin shook his head and patched the League through. Needless to say the scowl from Superman and Batman was enough to stop our toddler's arguing.
"I'm going out on a limb and guessing this isn't a social call?" Robin said quietly.
The League was quite literally looking down on us; Superman, Green Lantern, Wonder Woman, Batman, Sheyara, heck, even the Flash had a grim business like air to them. Their mood didn't quite sit well with me.
"And you would be right. We need to talk about Raven." Superman said.
"Um, yeah, more specifically her little "summon an inter-dimensional demon to Earth, turn the world population to stone and essentially evoke the end of the world," incident." Flash managed to say in one breath.
My insides turned to ice.
'Of course, how could I have been so stupid? Trigon turned the Earth to stone but that wouldn't have included the Watch Tower too! They know everything that happened. Oh God, this is not going to be good……for me at least…'
There was silence. A long silence that lasted only a few seconds. Cyborg broke it.
"What'd do you guy's want?"
Batman rested his chin on his hands, watching me intently.
"We recognize what a valued member Raven is to your team, and how much the five of you have done for Jump City; and I'm really proud of what you've been able to accomplish Robin---," I could of sworn for a spilt second I saw the faintest possible hint of a smile cross Batman's face; Robin's expression remained unchanged, "--- but the thing is, Raven herself could posse the greatest threat to the world's safety, and---."
"Skip the small talk Batman. What are you all getting at?" Robin said sternly. He did not like the League meddling in Titan business.
The League members exchanged uneasy looks, but it was Superman that finally spoke:
"We would like for Raven to peacefully surrender herself into League custody, and enter stasis conditions."
It got quiet again, and numbly I took a few steps back. I wanted to yell no, I wouldn't do it, anything, but I couldn't make a sound. I only dimly was able to shake my head. I faintly noticed the Titans closing in around me in a protective sort of way.
'I have such good friends…'
Beast Boy spoke up:
"So you all are saying you want to turn Raven into a veggie just because you think she's dangerous?"
"No way!"
"Ain't gonna happen!"
"Most certainly not!" The rest of the team chimed in. The League was looking annoyed now; an angry Sheyara spoke,
"She's threatened the world's safety bringing that monster to Earth! She's a threat herself!"
"Hark, Who's talking? You're the one who sold the Earth out to Fanagairens!" Robin yelled.
"That's completely out of line!" Green Lantern shouted, and Robin yelled back:
"No it's not! Raven may have brought Trigon to Earth but if she hadn't of, we'd all be dead and Trigon would be controlling this whole damned dimension! You all seem to forget you all aren't gods up there, able to decide people's fates!"
"We have the right to deal with anything we think posses a threat to global security! We had hoped things wouldn't come to this." Superman said as the call ended.
"Okay! Those for all out war against the Justice League, should they try to come down here and take Raven by force-----" Beast Boy said as he raised his hand in the air along with Cyborg and Starfire, Robin was shaking his head again.
"Raven, we'll do all we can if the Justice League does try to come down here, but I must admit, the odds don't look to be in our favor…"
"They weren't in our favor with Slade and Trigon were they?" I asked raising an eyebrow at him.
Robin smiled.
"We had you to protect us then."
BWEEEEEEP! BWEEEEEEP! BWEEEEEEP! BWEEEEEEP!
"That dang alarm, I swear, one of these days I'm going to blow it to kingdom-come…" I muttered as we headed off to the same prison we stopped a jailbreak at this morning.
'You would think they'd learn their lesson…'
Despite the fact that upon seeing us (again) the prisoners practically ran back to their cells, Beast Boy and Cyborg still deemed it necessary to go get doughnuts in celebration.
I hate doughnuts.
None of the other Titans thought with the Justice League so ticked off that it was a good idea that I was left alone; Robin had started to say,
"Raven, If were split up from you here and the League comes to the Tower and try to take you---"
"Mercy be with them." I simply said.
The Titans still wanted to spilt up, half coming back with me to the Tower and the others going on to get the doughnuts, but in the end I won out and went home un-escorted. I was not worried about the Justice League.
Maybe I should have been.
I was sound asleep until I heard a crash from below, immediately followed by the quickly silenced alarm for intruders. I had done no more than put on my cloak and step outside my door, when something hit me in the back of my head with a resounding metal-on-bone-and-flesh clang. It dazed me and sent pain throbbing through my skull, but my attacker seemed to think the fact I was lying on the ground counted as me being knocked out. I couldn't make out whose; currently unrecognizable voices were speaking.
"Well that was certainly easier than I would of thought." Said a female voice. A quick spoken male voice then said,
"Seeing how hard across the head you hit her, if that was me, I'd lay on the floor too. Heh, looks like we called half the league off their posts for noth----"
"Look out!" yelled another, dark-voiced, male.
Yes, he alone realized I had gotten hold of my powers, and I lashed out with them violently, sending an unknown number of bodies into the floor as I heard the metal walls rip like frail paper.
I stumbled a bit as I managed to stand, braced up beside the damaged wall. My vision spun and blurred, but I could at least tell there were several people scattered around me getting to their feet. I felt something warm and sticky trickling down my neck. Reaching up, I knew it was blood and my fingertips, brushing up against the tender wound, felt it was a rather bad one; to the extent that my skull had cracked and I had suffered some mild nerve damage to my brain, which was what had my vision so badly out of focus.
Mumbling darkly, I rubbed the area around the wound, and I heard someone behind me gasp as my "company" watched it heal over completely on its own. Never actually thought I'd even think it, but there you go one actual perk of my blood being half-demon…
My vision still blurred, but slowly clearing, I realized that it was members of the Justice League spread around me. I gasped and grabbed my com-link, and then a batarang knocked it out of my grasp before I could call for the Titans. Shaking out my hand; my vision was finally clear and I could see to my let and right were Batman, Sheyara, The Flash, Black Canary, Vixen, and Green Lantern. No one moved.
'Oh shit. I can't fight them! It'll just prove everything they were saying about me; how the heck am I suppose to get a hold of the rest of the Ti-----'
Stupid.
I am such an idiot. It was actually possible that I momentarily forgot I was telepathic. Of course, then again it's not like I read the minds of every single person I meet so it's not like I constantly use it…
I sensed other members of the Justice League throughout the Tower, but I couldn't feel the minds of the other Titans. Anywhere. Even as far as I could sense in the city, I couldn't feel their minds, it was…just like they had dropped off the face of the Earth-------
Green Lantern broke my concentration;
"We're going to give you one last chance to give yourself over peacefully before we use force."
"Oh so what was splitting my skull part of? The friendly warning? Let me tell you someth----"
Shhwww, thunk.
"Unnnnn…" I hit the floor almost before I realized the dart had struck me. "Mortricorvus…" I dimly was able to croak as I saw Batman lower the blowpipe from his lips.
While most poisons and such are ineffective on me, Mortricorvus is a rare toxin, how the Justice League got hold of it I don't know; here at the Tower is the only place I know of that has supplies of it…Nevertheless, its effects on me are immediate. Total paralysis, complete loss of the use of my powers, unconsciousness and if constantly administered to me, it causes me to remain in a trance/coma-like state for however long it remains in my blood stream. And that's exactly what happened. I was helpless lying on the floor as the League closed in around me, my world surrendering to darkness…
'darkness there, and nothing more.'
A/n: Hmm? What's that? You say you want to find out what is going to happen to Raven now? You want to find out what the Justice League and the saying "Hell hath no furry like a woman scorned" have to do with each other? Well then my dear readers, I hope for the sake of this flammable piece of paper that the next chapter's written on, I see a double digit number on the reviews link………
