"Why give up? Why give in? It's not enough. It never is. So I will go on until the end!"-Breaking Benjamin. Until the End

Chapter 3

Trigon's Daughter


Titans Tower was amazingly comfortable. The same night that Dante moved in was also his longest sleep in a very long time. The devil hunter miraculously managed to sleep in from six at night to noon the next day. Even Beastboy was impressed by this most lazy of feats, but Dante couldn't help it. He was tired because he had been without a comfortable bed and he was still a bit tired from his on par battle with Vergil.

As soon as Dante woke up he stared around his temporary room with a satisfied smirk. Normally he wasn't one for free loading off people, but this could be made as an exception since these people were willing to help him end that sorry lunatic, Jester. Though something told him that some of them wouldn't be willing to finish the job properly and in the end he would probably be the one to deliver the final blow.

Dante stepped out of his room with a pleasant stretch without putting on a shirt as he always did at home. Rebellion and the Force Edge hang on a mount on his wall along with his coat and pistols. With those few features, it was almost like being back at his shop, only with a much more comfortable and high tech feel.

Once he stepped into the kitchen he walked in with a casual yawn and Beastboy immediately ran up to his side. "Awesome, you're awake!" He shouted in excitement, suffocating the devil hunter who had yet to fully wake up. "You wanna hit the games? Or maybe I could turn into a gorilla and see which one of us is the strongest!"

Dante yawned as he passed him, ruffling his green hair with a casual smirk. "Wow, there's actually someone who's livelier than I am. Impressive." He replied stepping past him.

He stepped into the kitchen and approached Robin with a casual grin as he looked around the big white room. The boy wonder lifted his head with a simple smile. "Oh, hey Dante. Did you sleep well?"

"Like a rock." He replied with a nod as he leaned over the kitchen counter. "So, you figure out where that mansion place is?"

"Not quite yet." Robin replied circling the kitchen island and into the living room. The circular control pad to the tower hissed as it rose from the floor. Robin sat down on the couch and brought up the big map of the city limits. Dante joined him and casually leaned back on the couch, watching the Titan's leader play with the fancy toy. "The Jester wasn't exactly specific with where he said he would be at, but I managed to find six possible places." The map zoomed in on the country side just outside of Jump city. As he did, six orange circles highlighted the areas on the map. "And each of these places have something in common." Robin gave Dante a serious look. "They're all run down and abandoned."

The devil hunter hung his head back with a chuckle. "Hehe. Nice."

"What?"

Dante lifted his head pointed at the map. "All demons crave places that are empty and dead. So more likely than not, we can expect some serious company in those areas."

Robin touched his chin then looked back at the hallway with a confused look then back at Dante. The boy wonder had been wondering one thing ever since the pizza place. Though he hadn't been there during Raven's mission with Dante, he couldn't help but think that Arkham was setting them up. "Say, Dante." He replied as the devil hunter lifted his head. "Do you know why this Arkham guy wants Raven?"

"Well." Dante leaned forward, remembering the moment in the tower when Arkham drew Raven's blood from her leg. "He did say that he needed the blood of some lady to open the door to the demon world. Apparently that woman was Raven's mother. Other than that I have no clue. Maybe it has something to do with this Trigon dude."

"Raven's father." Robin's face hardened at the mentioning of the demon emperor. "What about you?" He replied with confusion. "Why did he need you?"

Dante gave him a bemused look and chuckled at the question. "Well, my genius of a father was the one who closed the door." He then reached into his pocket and pulled out his ruby amulet. "This is one of the keys, along with the other one and his sword, which I have. Other than that, it beats me."

"So, wait." Robin replied, piecing the explanation together. "If your father performed the ritual and used her mother's blood, does that mean they met each other?"

"I guess so." Dante shrugged as he heaved himself from the couch. "Maybe she's hiding something. Either way, I have my ways of getting people to spit it out." He replied waving at Robin as he walked away.

That girl certainly was a mystery. She too was a half demon, but she didn't have the luxury of having a heroic demon for a father. She had an average evil demon for a father. Perhaps she could use some advice. It certainly sounded like it, since she seemed so worried about it. Just showing emotion was a bad thing for that girl, which didn't quite make sense to Dante, but demons rarely ever made sense.

Raven floated in her room with her legs crossed as she sat deep in meditation. This was her quiet time, humming her Azurath phrase over and over as her heart rate kept at a pleasant and steady rate. Everything was going fine until a knock sounded at her door, jolting her out of her meditative state and forcing her to open her eyes.

Her door opened as her black energy clouded it, and standing there was a person who was strangely silent for knocking on her door. Raven had to look over her shoulder to see and when she did, she felt herself gasp and fall from the air with a thud on the floor. Dante entered her room, without the modesty to put on a shirt, and simply looked around casually as she shot him an intense glare for intruding on her private space.

"What do you want?" She replied, annoyed by her heart rate rising at the sight of him. "I'm busy."

Dante simply smirked and held out his hand. "Sorry, but gravity called and it know's you're breaking the rules." He replied with a teasing tone as Raven took his hand allowing him to pull her to her feet.

The dark titan blew her hair out of her face and jerked her hand free. "Okay." She replied with an awkward stare. "So what do you want?"

Dante took a step back and fell down on her bed, throwing on leg over the other and leaning back. His pose was rather attractive and Raven cursed him in her mind for actually trying this time. "Tell me about yourself." He shrugged. "I love a good story. Just don't get too boring, this bed's pretty comfortable." he bounced on her bed with a taunting smirk.

"What about me?" She replied weirdly.

"Just." He patted the bed beside himself. "Tell me about your childhood. Come on, I don't bite."

Raven gave an uneasy groan, which he only intensified his reassuring smile. She hung her head with a groan then went over to her bed, slowly sitting down with an uneasy pleasure. "What?" She snapped, keeping her eyes forward.

"Okay, your father." he replied laying back with his arms behind his head. "Tell me about him. What's he like?"

She gasped at the sudden interest in him, but nonetheless she thought about him right away. "Trigon..." She looked down, clenching her fist. "I wouldn't exactly know what he's like. I've never met him in person." She looked off imagining all the stories she used to hear. "He's a demon emperor, who forced my mother to carry me. As far as I know the way she hid from him was sending me to Azurath to teach me to control my emotions."

Dante peeked out one eyes. "Oh yeah? And why's that?"

Raven looked back at him then jerked her head back around at the sight of his bare torso. In a panic, she took a deep breath feeling her ears go slightly hot. "My emotions are dangerous. If I get angry, or sad, or scared my powers will go out of control and Trigon would be able to control me then."

The devil hunter didn't show any reaction from the explanation, but inside he was feeling kinda sorry for her. He never knew what it was like to be controlled because of his demons side. This may have been because the blood of Sparda was simply uncontrollable, but it was also because he wouldn't just give up when things got tough. So naturally he expected everyone to possess such will power. "So tell him to piss off." He said simply.

Raven looked back and shot him a confused look. "What?"

"Yeah." He sat up casually. "Why does that have to come true. The more you worry about it, the worse the effect will be. You can be a normal pretty girl if you wanted to."

Raven shook her head and looked away. "Stop calling me that." She demanded.

Dante cocked his head around at her bashful look. "Heh, what's wrong. Never got a compliment before?"

"No." She replied looking back to him. "And I don't want it to make my emotions go out of control. I'm not allowed to feel anything. Not even happiness."

The devil hunter hung his head back in amusement. "Wow." He looked back to her through his diamond blue eyes. "You know one of the biggest things to having demon blood is facing your fears. That's how you become powerful." Raven looked to him then gave a nod of agreement. "But you're also human." She looked up in confusion. "You can feel happiness. That's what separates us from our fathers. That's how my father did what he did."

Raven stared into his deep blue eyes as her heart rate began to steady once again, slow and calm as ever. Dante was fearless even in the face of countless demons. He truly was a spitting image of his father, and acted like it too. Raven wanted to be like that, to not rely on not feeling anything and to be free like him. She simply didn't know how, and no matter how much she wanted to face down her father, she also didn't want to run the risk of failing.

She looked back down, hanging her head. "You're lucky. You don't have the same problems that I do."

"Yeah, you got that right." He chuckled in amusement. "I'm more the type of guy who gets his kicks out of fighting guys like your father." Raven lifted her head and stared at him as he flashed her a cocky smile. "If you want, I can help you. I've always wanted to fight an emperor. That sounds like fun."

"How could you possibly help me?" She replied, shaking her head. "I'm more of a demon that you are."

"Yeah and more powerful too." He admitted with a smirk, then suddenly he lifted his hand and rested it underneath her chin, staring very closely into her violet eyes, causing her face to go red. "What I meant was that I can help you become more human. That's the key to defeating your own evil." His lips curled into a teasing smile as she blushed on. "I know what you think of me, and that's not a bad thing. In fact, I can work with it."

"Not gonna happen." She scooted out of his reach with a stubborn stare. "Someone like me can't have that sort of luxury."

"Says you." He replied, nudging you. "I bet I can turn that around pretty quickly. " He replied leaning in with a teasing grin. "What do you say? Let's go take a howl at that moon."

Raven trembled as she contemplated the answer. She didn't know whether Dante was asking her out or if he was implying he wanted to fight Trigon. Both ideas sounded ridiculously dangerous. "I don't know." She shook her head.

Dante simply smirked and stood up, patting his hands together. "Well if you change your mind, I got a job to do today. Come and see me when you wanna have some fun." He waved at her then with a casual stride he left her room.

That bastard, Dante. Who did he think he was? Testing her demonic side like he could really take her on. The man was reckless as hell and much too arrogant to understand just how dangerous she could be if she got angry. His cocky personality and constant taunts were so damn annoying, almost as annoying as Beastboy. And yet, Raven felt a slight comfort with him. Sure he was childish and arrogant, but he was actually quite wise and mature when he wanted to be.

Dante was perhaps the only person who truly got how Raven felt. The only person who knew what it was like to be a half demon with an evil side. Only, he had overcome this while Raven couldn't even risk it. If she did and failed then she would be unstoppable until someone managed to actually defeat her demonic form. Now that she thought about it, Dante could be that person.

When he was around her she felt calm, and he was strong enough to handle such a powerful foe without shunning her afterwards out of hatred. Dante had a demon form himself and Raven could easily see Dante as an easy way out of her demonically possessed state.

With a heavy sigh she picked herself off her bed and started toward the door. "I know I'm gonna regret this."


A/N: This is perhaps painfully obvious already, but I am using the Teen Titans from the TV show NOT the comics. Sorry to point out the obvious, but believe it or not some people don't know that. After learning some history about the Raven from the comics I noticed how different she is from the Raven in the TV show. You see the Raven in the comics has the same back story, but she is always willing to face her father and overcome her fear. She is very different in the TV show, as seen in the episode Birthmark and onward. Raven is depicted as quite fearful of both Slade and Trigon. So now that I acknowledged that you don't have to tell me I got her wrong in the comments. Isn't that considerate of me?

This story is totally meant to be a sappy love story, believe it or not. Though I am doing my best to do so while also keeping true to Dante's cocky and flippiant personality as well as Raven's depressed personality.

Also a special thanks to Legendary Blackrose for supporting not only this story, but my other story Attack of the Creed as well. Sorry I didn't notice it before, but anyway thank you so much for the support.

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