Ah my updates are too far and few in between.

I donot own the titans….and raven is a vulcan

Raven travelled along the long hallway entrance to Titans tower, the team had talked about how to decorate the hallway countless times, generally resulting in fights over pink curtains, trophy stands and movie posters. Personally she would have liked to hang some paintings and erect a few statues. She allowed her mind to wander while she walked along the hallway, and old coping mechanism she had developed as a child to prevent her emotions from getting the better of her. Her fear would not become an obstacle.

When she reached the door she took a deep breath and balanced built her shields up. She then flung the doors open with a wave of her hand and stormed out. She channeled her rage and indignation when she faced the demon who was attempting to use the head of a young woman as a yo-yo.

"Ah, so the little princess chooses to grace me with her presence." It tossed the head in Raven's direction who avoided it by simply tilting her head to the right.

"Tell me little one, how does it feel to be so caged amongst mortals, to hold yourself back. It must be so frustrating. Don't you want to lose yourself in your anger, lust, power. I don't know how you can stand it."

"Restrain offers clarity, the loss of said restraint offers only chaos. You're proof of this."

"Oh pooh. You're no fun. Send the little man out and the child will go unharmed."

"You and I both know that will not happen."

"So you'll have the blood of this child on you. How sad."

Before the abomination could reach for the child Raven flung a boulder at it. Crushing the demons skull and neck. While the demon reformed Raven used her magic to grab the child and bring him close. When he was in her arms Raven heard a cracking sound. The demon had regenerated. She needed time to regain her power so while she siphoned energy from her belt she distracted the demon.

"Kitty has claws. No matter, I'll just find more toys. Or I'll wait here, your shields and wards will not hold forever. Not while I'm clawing at the doors."

"You have yet to attack me"

"Politics in hell, I'd rather not face your father or your betrothed. You are off limits your friends not so much."

"Betrothed?"

"Oh, don't worry he'll be making an appearance soon enough, now….I'm going to play in the city again. When I come back You'll be more accomidating. There's even another sacrifice my church has ligned up. Honestly those fools seem obsessed with sacrificing women instead of men. Morons."

The demon strolled to the boat picked up the limb and started to push the boat off humming a tune with a smile on her face.

"Why not use your powers?"

"Oh I love the anticipation almost as much as the action"

There she had enough power to transport the team out. Raven let out her soul scream and stretched her power to envelop her friends and the boy. The last thing she saw before teleporting was a giant clawed hand break through the roof of Titans tower and the confused yet slightly amused face of the demon.

~.~

Freedom, air, the sweat smell off the sea and the sound of waves pounding against the beach. Malchior reached forward and breathed his first breath of fresh air since his last release six years ago. Then he was hit with that smell, that sweet aroma that promised not only power and life but pleasure and that sense of contentment. It promised him everything he had ever wanted and everything he never knew he wanted. As soon as he inhaled that smell he wanted it. To possess it, consume it, cherish it, revel in it. But when he took his second breath it was gone, and only the slightest trace of it remained. He roared in anger in frustration. His hunger raised and demanded satisfaction and he smelled another smell. The stench of raw power large and untamed not far from him. He turned his head and saw his first meal. Another roar and he lunged mouth agape.

…..after several months of inactivity I update…sorry for the delay. And the short chapter.