Chambers of the Heart
Wow… odd title… oh well sucks to be anyone who cares.
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Darkness. That was all Raven knew existed at the moment. She was suspended in the inky permeating blackness of nothing. There was no light but she could see clearly, she didn't have to breathe; she couldn't feel her heartbeat yet knew she was alive. How you ask, well this darkness was too cold, too empty to be heaven yet to calm and not painful enough to be hell. That left precious few options for her current reality. No she wasn't dead but she knew she should be. The last thing she remembered was the intense pain one gets after being nearly torn in two by a large evil fast moving dragon aiming to bite you in half. She also remembered a Vampire being in the area. Now usually this would be problematic on the first part because it's rather difficult to live if you've been ripped apart. I mean what with vital organs cut in half and falling out of you, paralysis, and blood loss you would usually end up rather dead. Throw a Vampire in that lovely mix… Vampires by nature are hard pressed to control ANY of their basic instincts satisfying their hunger, thirst, was one of the hardest. Spill any amount of blood near any Vampire under ten years old and you end up very dead or very, very thirsty quickly. The amount of blood Raven would have lost would have driven even a compassionate centuries old Vampire mad with thirst. Raven, however, was more than just human; she was the half-demon daughter of an incredibly powerful demon. Demon blood was toxic to vampires, a single drop being able to kill them within a matter of hours, but a half-demon's blood was not only satisfying to the vampire it could increase their power greatly, albeit temporarily. Her blood would have set any Vampire on a frenzied drinking binge if they were even the slightest bit thirsty. Fear, as he called himself, should have been hungry enough to drain a human after regenerating his hand so quickly. Raven knew she should be dead but she wasn't.
As the darkness around her faded and bled into the bright whites and sunny colors of the Tower's medical level.
"Ough, what the hell happened?" Raven groaned. Odd she could hear the life monitoring systems reading the constant beeping of her still beating heart, yet no one was hovering over her or shouting that she was up.
"Well," the voice was smooth and held an amused tone, "after your little fall I had to pry my partner off of his warpath to kill that flying reptile to save your life. To answer your next two questions they don't know and neither do I."
"Fear?" Raven was alarmed and for good reason her friends had not only let one of the most dangerous creatures in existence in to their home they left her alone with him. Wait they didn't know… "What do you mean about not knowing? How can you NOT know?"
"Easy. I don't. I am an anomaly, a singular and strange occurrence among my race. Maybe if you stick around long enough you might just be able to figure it out but for right now it seems we must part. Good luck, don't let him get too frantic." And with that Fear slipped down through the floor. Just as a samurai came into the room dragging Robin behind him. Following the procession were the rest of the Titans an apologetic Starfire among them. Raven inwardly groaned. Raven's best friend was the overly energetic alien, but Starfire had a tendency to exaggerate her emotions and the gothic empath had a few issues with all the intense feelings flying around mostly concerning control of her own powers. Fortunately (for Starfire) the sorrowful swordsman was at the forefront of the group and was about to do something very noble and that would probably piss her off.
Shaking off the boy wonder Shadow, as long she could trust the shouts from Robin, bowed at her bedside and began spouting off apologies and oaths of justice and muttering some unintelligible words about honor and vengeance. Apparently no one gave him the warning. The fastest way to learn not to make Raven mad was personal experience…
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End chapter four.
Explanations are coming. And as soon as my contact or DC_Desperado get them I'll be back.
Later.