Rated MA for language, violence, and sexual content (yes, there will eventually be hot lesbian sex, but also a plot and a story)

This is a lesbian fanfiction people, if you don't like it, don't read.

Disclaimer: If I owned the Teen Titans, I'd be a whole lot richer. As it is, if you sue me, I'll laugh and help you look for money. But in all seriousness, I do not own these characters, DC, Cartoon Network, or any of that jazz.

First time actually posting a fanfiction so please be nice, but I seriously would love feedback!

IMPORTANT NOTE: So this is where I start to take a lot of creative liberties when it comes to Raven's back story and her heritage, mainly her parents. While I hope it doesn't upset any of my readers who are die hard fans of the DC universe and comics, I would love your feedback about it. :) Thanks so much for reading!


Chapter 3

The dark café was mostly empty as it was still rather early in the evening. Several tables were occupied by one or two figures hunched over and sipping at their drinks. Raven approached the bar, her hood drawn up and casting her face into shadow. Though her outfit wasn't exactly inconspicuous, the regular customers knew that if they kept their heads down and didn't cause trouble, the Titan would ignore them.

"Herbal tea." She mumbled to the barista.

He nodded and motioned for her to take a seat. She slid onto one of the stools and took another glance around. Though she recognized several petty criminals, none of them would have any of the information she needed. The barista handed Raven her drink and she took a small sip. She remained seated at the bar, quietly drinking her tea and watching the more unseemly members of society out of the corner of her eye.

"I hoped to find you here."

Raven spun around on her stool so quickly it was a wonder she managed not to spill her tea. Jinx was standing in front of her, arms folded and a sly grin on her face.

"I, um, I…" Raven stammered.

Though finding the pink haired girl had been her sole reason for coming here, she certainly hadn't expected Jinx to come looking for her as well.

Jinx laughed melodically at the stunned look on her face and pulled Raven from the stool.

"Let's find a table that's a bit more private, shall we?"

Raven could only follow her mutely to one of the darkest corners of the café. The small booth against the wall sat only the two of them across from each other. Raven took a large gulp of her tea to avoid meeting the other girl's intense, pink stare. She almost spat it out, however, when Jinx spoke.

"Who's Trigon?" She asked conversationally.

"Wh-Who's, I, What!?" Raven replied incredulously.

Jinx rolled her eyes.

"Oh please, you seriously think I would have come looking for you without doing my research first" She smirked.

It was her grin and condescending tone that finally snapped Raven back to her senses.

"Trigon doesn't concern you." She said coolly.

"Um, big scary demon completely bent on destroying the world? Pretty sure that concerns everybody."

Raven clenched her fists that were resting on the table.

"But you obviously know him better than I do," Jinx continued, "so who is he?"

"We are not having this conversation." Raven said, her voice raising slightly.

"Then why are you here?" Jinx retorted.

"To make you forget what you saw!"

Raven knew her eyes had flashed dangerously because the smirk was quickly wiped from Jinx's pale face.

"Make me forget? How the hell are you supposed to do that?" Jinx demanded.

"Trust me, you know absolutely nothing about my powers." Raven's voice was barely a whisper but held the same intense strength.

Jinx looked legitimately frightened now. Raven felt a strange wave of emotion that she recognized with surprise was guilt; she felt bad for scaring the girl.

See? She scolded herself mentally. You're already letting the connection affect you.

"Why are you so determined for me not to know anything about what I saw?" Jinx finally asked quietly.

"I told you, we're not having this conversation." Raven replied, her eyebrows narrowing.

"Well, what's the harm of having this conversation if you're going to make me forget it anyway?" The now familiar smirk was tugging at the corner of Jinx's mouth.

Raven was taken aback by the question. She had expected Jinx to press her for information on what had happened between them or try to find a way to deepen the connection to Raven's mind. She had not expected Jinx to show any interest whatsoever in what she had actually seen.

"Why-" Raven hesitated, her voice softer than she expected, "why do you want to know about what you saw?"

Jinx looked equally surprised by this question.

"Why wouldn't I?" She asked incredulously. "Why else would I have come looking for you?"

Raven almost laughed.

"I honestly have no idea why you came looking for me. Hence my surprise when you showed up." She replied.

Both girls sensed the change in the atmosphere around them. The loss of tension was practically tangible. Rather than an interrogation between hero and villain, their conversation had become, well, a conversation. Jinx stared at the pale, purple haired girl, suddenly seeing her as another misfit teenager with extraordinary powers just trying to fit into this world, just like herself. Not the self-righteous crime fighter determined to ruin Jinx's way of making a living that Jinx had labeled her as.

"Raven," she started.

The Titan practically jumped with surprise at hearing the other girl speak her name without the faintest trace of venom.

"Whatever I saw, whatever you saw, I know it scared you to death. I felt your fear. And you don't exactly strike me as someone who gets scared easily."

Not knowing how to respond and sensing the pink haired girl wasn't entirely finished, Raven remained quiet.

"So I guess, if something bigger than stupid small time rivalries is going down, maybe more people have a right to know. And-"

She broke off again and Raven met her eyes, startled by just how pink and just how sincere they looked back at her. Jinx tore her gaze from the deep pools of purple and sighed.

"And I dunno, something weird happened between us, you can't deny that."

"I'm not denying that." Raven replied quietly.

Jinx met her eyes once again.

"Whatever it was, maybe… Maybe it means I can, I dunno, help, I guess?"

Jinx tried to end her speech with a nonchalant shrug, but the honesty in her wide cat eyes told Raven the truth. The sorceress was legitimately frightened of what she had seen, which meant she understood far more than Raven ever would have given her credit for. Even more surprising, Jinx recognized the magnitude of what had happened and, rather than exploit it or use it to her advantage, she was offering Raven her help.

Were it not for Raven's empathic abilities, she would have dismissed Jinx's admission as a sick plot to gain the Titan's trust. As it was, Raven knew without a doubt that Jinx was sincere.

Purple eyes swept the café that had filled up quite a bit in the hour or so that they had been talking. Making up her mind, although not entirely confident it was the best decision, Raven rose from the booth and offered Jinx her hand.

"Come walk with me."

If Jinx had any trepidation about following, she didn't let it show. She allowed Raven to pull her to her feet and lead her from the café. Night had fallen and the streets were filled with people; groups of teens heading to the movies, young couples coming in and out of fancy restaurants, and tired looking men and women heading home after a long day at work.

Raven didn't say a word as she led Jinx through the streets of Jump city. Several times, the pink haired girl opened her mouth to ask where they were going, thought better of it, and remained silent.

It was only when they reached one of the larger parks in the city that Raven slowed her pace and allowed Jinx to walk next to her, rather than behind her. The park was silent but for the occasional squeak of the swing set and the rustle of leaves. A trail ran the perimeter of the park, which was located on the waterfront. Titan Tower glowed brightly in the distance and with a pang of guilt, Raven wondered how worried her friends must be. She had purposely left her communicator at home.

As the two girls set off along the trail, Raven spoke for the first time since leaving the café.

"How much do you know about Trigon?" She asked.

"Not much." Jinx admitted "I did a pretty broad search on the HIVE database going off those freaky red eyes in that…vision."

She paused and glanced at Raven, hoping for more of an explanation of what she had seen. Receiving none, she continued.

"I know he's a demon bent on destroying the Earth, but I don't think he originated here. Also I'm not entirely sure, but I don't think he can destroy Earth on his own. He needs some kind of help or sacrifice or something. Also there's this whole church dedicated to serving him and bringing him to Earth, which is way fucked up."

She shrugged.

"That's all I got, really."

Raven was surprised she had managed to find even that much, though she didn't say so. She stopped suddenly and Jinx had gone a few more steps before she realized the purple haired girl was now behind her. She looked at Raven and tilted her head questioningly. Raven met her gaze and her eyes narrowed.

"First off, I'm only going to tell you this because for some reason I can't figure out, you sincerely want to help. Second, if you breathe a word of this to anyone, you have no idea how badly you will regret it. And lastly, if I get even the slightest hint that you're planning to somehow use this knowledge against me or my friends, I will make you forget. Trust me when I say, it's not a pleasant experience either."

Jinx met Raven's intense gaze steadily, a thousand thoughts running through her head. She didn't know what would come from this strange connection they had shared, but she did know without a doubt that she would not betray Raven's trust. Though in all honesty, she still didn't know why.

Not letting her gaze falter, Jinx nodded.

Raven stared back at her for a moment, looking and feeling for any kind of insincerity in Jinx's eyes and emotions. Finding none, she began walking again, Jinx close beside her.

"What do you know of other dimensions?" Raven asked.

Jinx was slightly taken aback by this question.

"Um, I dunno. Nothing really, I guess."

"The place I come from is called Azarath, it is a small dimension separate from this world. The place you saw, that was my home." Raven explained.

"So if Trigon didn't originate from Earth, did he originate from Azarath? Or some other dimension?" Jinx asked.

Raven nodded, somewhat surprised by the girl's insight.

"Trigon is a demon from my home dimension. An ancient prophecy from thousands of years ago stated that he would one day break through the dimension walls and destroy the Earth. But the only way he could do so was if someone came into existence who could be the portal through which he could enter Earth. It was prophesized that the portal would share a link with Trigon, and that in fulfilling their destiny, the portal would sacrifice him or herself to allow Trigon to leave his dimension, and destroy this Earth."

Jinx realized that her mouth was open in shock and quickly regained her composure.

"How do you know all of this?" She asked Raven hesitantly.

"My…mother, was a high priestess on Azarath. The prophecy had been kept in the temple of Azar since its revelation. No one knew who the portal would be, but my mother was tasked with finding them and doing everything she could to prevent them from fulfilling their destiny, even if it meant killing them."

Raven's voice was shaking. She had never spoken to anyone but her friends about this. Yet, here she was in the middle of a park late at night, spilling her deepest, darkest secrets to not only practically a stranger but an enemy.

They had reached the part of the path that came closest to the water. The moon was high in the sky now and even the distant sounds of the city couldn't break the perfect stillness. Sensing Raven's pause was more than just thoughtful hesitation, Jinx very slowly brushed Raven's fingers with her own. Though they didn't experience another shared vision, they both felt a brief charge pass between them. Raven again felt reassured that she was not making a mistake by confiding in the sorceress.

"Though Trigon was a demon bound to Hell, it didn't hold the same… limitations that Earth's Hell has. Trigon was free to roam Azarath in human form without the ability of his powers; although he never did, he couldn't bear to give up his power, even temporarily. Until one night…"

Raven was definitely struggling to continue speaking now. Her voice was choked with emotion, her eyes shining with unshed tears. Jinx used her light hold on Raven's hand to pull the girl gently down to sit on the grass beside her. She did not let go of the purple haired girl's hand and felt an unexpected wave of happiness that Raven made no move to pull away.

"Trigon learned of my mother's task to prevent anyone from becoming the portal. He knew he couldn't stop her unless the portal was someone she'd never be able to harm. And a part of the prophecy had been lost, only the demon knew the true connection between himself and the portal. That the one who would be sacrificed to allow him into this world would share his blood. And what better way to assure that Arella could never harm them than to have them share her blood as well."

The impact of this revelation was nothing Jinx could have ever prepared herself for. She felt as though all the air from her lungs had been viciously forced from her body. A bitter taste rose in her mouth and she felt she might be sick; not because of what the girl in front of her was, but because of what had been done to her.

"Raven, I-" Jinx was surprised to hear her own choked voice.

It was only when Raven raised her free hand to Jinx's face that she realized tears were streaming down her cheeks. She quickly wiped her eyes with her sleeve, if anyone had the right to cry, it was Raven, not her.

"The day my mother sent me away to this dimension, she told me the truth of who I was. How my- how he came to the temple late at night while my mother was there alone. He pretended to be a beggar seeking a place to stay for the night. My mother let him inside. Though he was in human form, he was still stronger than her, physically…"

The shaking had left Raven's voice, replaced by a hatred so intense and so pure it made Jinx shiver at the sound.

"After he… took my mother, he revealed who he was. He told her the missing part of the prophecy. Then… he laughed. He returned to Hell, leaving my mother bleeding on the floor."

Raven shut her eyes tightly and began taking deep, slow breaths. She had not felt this level of hatred since she had faced her father, though somehow the usual dangerous outbursts of her magic had yet to make an appearance. Feeling completely out of control of her emotions, Raven still remained firmly in charge of her powers. She looked down at the hand that was now fully interlocked with hers and frowned with confusion.

Misinterpreting her expression, Jinx quickly released the pale girl's hand but was quickly reclaimed by Raven's tight grip.

"This helps." Raven stated simply.

Jinx nodded and gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. Raven visibly relaxed and turned her head to gaze out across the water before finishing her story.

"My mother lied to the other priests and priestesses about my birth. She admitted to being assaulted, though denied knowing anything of his identity. With the help of several of the monks that she confided in, they managed to teach me to control my powers and hide them from the rest of Azarath. And though she should have hated me, she couldn't. Trigon had been right, she would do everything she could to protect me. And she knew she couldn't hide the truth forever. On my 13th birthday, she told me everything, then begged me to leave Azarath and never come back. The other missing part of the prophecy that Trigon told her revealed that when I reached my 16th birthday, Trigon's servant would lead me to him and I would willingly sacrifice myself and become the portal."

Raven knew exactly what Jinx would ask her next. The problem was, she still didn't quite know how she would answer. And sure enough,

"When is your 16th birthday?"

Raven turned to look at her. Jinx's cat-like eyes were wide and scared, not of her, but for her, she realized with an unfamiliar tugging sensation in her stomach. To Jinx's surprise as well as her own, Raven chuckled.

"About a year and a half ago." She admitted.

And Raven though Jinx's eyes had been wide before.