Disclaimer: I claim no ownership to any borrowed places characters, or corporations mentioned herein including but not limited to snow white, the elder scrolls, Braveheart, star trek, and the titans.

The author is not saying he is for OR against the spanking of children. One of his characters merely grew up long before spanking went out of practice. Thus I think she might be for bringing it back.

"AAA" = Speaking telepathically or in another language.

"AAA" = Talking

'AAA' = Though

"AAA" = Booming demonic voice

As always all translation errors are Google's fault

I am a very liberal Christian and unlike some people I don't think homosexuality is a sin

WARNING: This chapter contains the medieval style execution of someone falsely convicted of treason inspired by braveheart. THOUGH HAST BEEN WARNED!.

Author's Note: I have rewritten the press conference a dozen times and it still comes out feeling rather "Preachy". For this I am sorry but remember the character in question is ancient in the extreme and this is how I think she'd react to the questions the reporters are asking. Try to spot the star trek reference.

P.S. For some reason I just couldn't get the execution scene to cooperate.

P.P.S. I have noticed a lot of spelling and grammatical errors in my previous chapter's. After I get this one posted I will be going over them and fixing said errors. The chapters will be essentially the same I have just discovered that I do a better job of proofreading when I print it out is all. Also how come I have like 650+ views but only three reviews. I mean i'm not doing this for the reviews but I would like some.

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Jump City Central Park

It's a bright sunny day with nary a cloud in the sky. Birds are chirping in happy bird-brained way. Gathered in front of a portable platform are a full baker's dozen of reporters representing the five major news channels in jump city. A subdued chatter can be heard as the various reporters debate what they think is going to be presented.

"I still say this is about Raven displaying her bare spanked bottom."

"MEN!" A female reporter snaps. "Always thinking with the wrong head."

"Get off your high horse and think about it! If you..."

CRRRUUUCCKK CRRRUUUCCKK CRRRUUUCCKK

"What was that?!" states a third reporter.

All heads turn toward towards the platform as a silver spectral raven the size of a mini-van soaring to the stage. The oversized raven lets loose a mighty CCCRRRUUUCCCKKK spreading its wings before fading to reveal Robin with a package under his arm, Beast who promptly shifts into a dog and starts scratching behind his left ear, Cyborg his metallic chassis and signature cerulean circuitry gleaming in the sun, The Tamaranian princess Starfire who promptly starts waving to the crowd, Jason Blood sporting a suit of leather armor and red cloak with a golden griffon, Father Davis, and an eminently feminine figure sporting a suit of black leather armor consisting of boots, pants, sleeved tunic with a built in sports bra, gloves, hood and a white cloak with a red cross. Proudly displayed upon her chest is a crest consisting of a silver raven. Around her waist is of course her signature gold belt with giant rubies. Secured by a leather cord is a seemingly simple bag.

Stepping up to the podium Robin taps the mic to make sure it's working before speaking "Sorry we're late. Someone actually tried robbing the church as we were picking up father Davis."

Having resumed human form Beastboy states "Dudes even Doctor Light knows better than that!" earning himself assorted giggles and guffaws from the press.

"Plus sir traffic light wanted to make an entrance." Jason retorts.

'My new identity should put an end to that joke once and for all.'

"Judging by her armor I think Raven has decided to deviate from the script a bit." Robin continues. "First Raven rest assured we will be discussing this when we return to the tower."

"Yes sir." Raven says gulping nervously as she clenches her butt certain that this discussion will take place over her leaders knee. "Secondly I have decided that of late I am getting to old to be Robin the Boy Wonder. No I'm not retiring I've decided that a change of identity is in order." Placing the box on top of the podium Robin opens the lid pulling out a black leather suit with a blue bird on the chest, hood, and an eye mask. "Starting tomorrow I will be known as Nightwing. I will be giving my old costume to batman so he may train a new robin. Now I would like to turn the floor over to Raven."

"Thank you Robin." Raven says taking Robins place at the podium. Pulling off her hood Ravens says "I assume you have questions."

The press eager to get the scoop on each other start shouting at once "I thought meditation was not biblical?", "How did you come to join the knights Templar?", "I thought the knights Templar has to dress a certain way?", "Did the knights know you're a half-demon?", "What would they say about the way you dress now?", "What would they say about your spanked butt?", "Did they know you're a lesbian?", "What did they say about relations with your lover?", "How come you don't age?", and "Why the medieval armor?"

"Excellent questions. First as for the meditation some say it's not allowed some say it depends on the type of meditation. All I can say on that subject is that in my case meditating way the only way I could keep my father from taking over my mind and forcing me to summon him to this world. Which I did for seven hundred plus years."

"Secondly the Knights Templar asked me to join after they saw me eradicate the last traces of a vampire clan by calling forth fire and brimstone from the heavens."

"Are you saying you were asked to join because you can call down 'The wrath of god'?" A reporter shouts out.

"That and my skill for slaying the shadow creatures. They didn't just hunt down heretics and blasphemers. They also targeted vampires, rouge weres, harpies, fell wizards, and other creatures with ties to infernum."

"As for the way I dress. This is basically the same design as the armor I wore then I've just added some modern touches like cooling enchantments leather gets HOT, and a built in sports bra. And yes it is not what they traditionally wore however once I pointed out vampires can hear them coming in all that metal, it's hard to be stealthy when your foe can see the light glinting off your armor from a mile away, and when your foe can cross a distance twice that the best of archers can shoot in the time it takes you to blink stealth is an essential."

"What about your thong?" A male reporter asks.

"MEN!" the same female reporter snaps.

"Actually that is a great question." Ravens say holding out her outstretched palm uttering the phrase "Sanctus Ignis." calling forth a ball of holy fire in the palm of her hand.

"I believe once they say me summon the fires of heaven no more would be said about it. At least to my face that is. As for my spanked butt well Guinevere spanked me on several occasions so I sincerely doubt they would care." Raven says dispersing the fireball.

"As for my being a lesbian all I can say is this I have from time to time shared a bottle of ale with the arc-angel Tyriel who has on occasion commented on my excellent taste in women. It's amazing what you can get away with when you're drinking buddies with arc-angel."

"That's definitely true." Father Davis interjects.

"But I thought homosexuality was a sin?" An Asian reporter shouts out.

"I will tell you what I told the Knights Templar and various others throughout the ages. Jesus welcomed ALL including Half-Demons, Prostitutes, and Tax Collectors so of course he'd welcome the same sex oriented. Besides in the ancient world gay men were used as guards for the various princesses as well as other noble women because they wouldn't want to rape their charges. Now as for tax collectors what's been largely forgotten is that fact that back then they took advantage of the fact that most people COULDN'T read to line their pockets with EXTRA taxes. Even Half demons such as myself could be accepted easier than a tax collector."

"Let me elaborate further. Say you owed seventy five dollars in taxes."

"You owed seventy five dollars in taxes." Beastboy responds smirking mischievously.

"Not funny Beastboy." Raven states snapping her fingers causing a silver hand to appear and grab hold of her shape shifting teammates underwear swiftly pulling them over his head. It's goal accomplished the hand promptly disappears.

Beastboy starts running back and forth stating "I'm blind I'm Blind!"

"Knock it off grass stain this ain't the time for your theatrics." Cyborg mutters.

"Anyway as I was saying. The taxman would say it's seven thousand five hundred, turn in the seventy five dollars, and keep the seven thousand four hundred twenty five dollars for himself. That's why in biblical times the taxman was hated. People knew they were getting fleeced but had no way to prove it."

"As for relations with my lover it never really came up. I haven't had relations for the sake of relation since my husband died. Yes I like men as well. I just haven't noticed men since I my met my late husband. Who by the way loved the idea that his wife was attracted to anything with curves and a pulse."

"All men are pigs!" The man hating reporter snaps.

"THAT IS ENOUGH!" Raven shouts losing her temper at the reporter's sexist remark. "I HAVE SEEN MANY WHOSE HEARTS HARBOR NAUGHT BUT ILL WILL TOWARDS THE OPPOSING GENDER THROUGHOUT THE AGES. AND ALWAYS SUCH ATTITUDES LEADS TO NAUGHT BUT SLAUGHTER. ONLY WHEN BOTH SEXES LEARN TO SHARE POWER AND COEXIST IN PEACE CAN WE TRULY COMBAT THE TIDES OF CORRUPTION!"

"I'll be quiet now!" The reporter responds meekly

"Did they know you're half demon?" a different female reporter inquires brushing red flaming locks out of her eyes.

"Yes. But not at first I waited until I could arrange to be seen having drinks with my old friend Tyriel." Raven says as she cuts the cheese.

"Now as for my perpetual youth. I was going to give you a plausible but false explanation. Oh and lest I forget the answer to the question many of your are about to ask is yes my teammates know the truth. I have recently destroyed my father thus enabling me to tell them the truth. It's a part of the whole able to feel emotions again deal. That's a part of why I'm so much more powerful now. Plus I've reacquired some relics I lost when I was dethroned. More on that later."

"As for my immortality." Raven says drawing a collective gasp from the press. "Bare with me as even this shortened version is rather lengthy."

Having finally gotten his underwear off his head Beastboy sits down plotting his revenge for the public wedgie.

"I was born in the first age also known as the golden age of Zakarrum. Zakarrum being a province in the kingdom of heaven and the origins of the children of Zakarrum A.K.A Paladins. That's another tale for another time. I know now I was born during the beginning of the end of that age. Specifically during the siege of the holy sanctum of the sacred flame by my fathers forces although my brothers and sisters of Zakarrum fought valiantly they were outnumbered roughly a thousand to one plus the order's magic had been fading for some time. This resulted in my being the only survivor. I was cut from my mother's womb as she lay dying. I later learned she said two words Rachel Shadowbane before ascending to Zakarrum."

'The Lady Raven gave us her true name!' Jason Blood thinks his eyes widening in open astonishment. 'Is she not worried about it being used in spells of true naming?'

"Needless to say a child growing up in infernum as I did knows naught but pain and suffering. Demon children tend to start out fully sentient and I was no exception. During my torment I pondered how best to overcome. Knowing it would only stop when my humanity was thought lost I threw the fight against my inner demon and allowed her to devour me. I knew that since demons are not known for their introspection being 'Devoured' would let me eat away at my inner demon from the inside like a cancer until naught was left but her disc."

"What's a disc?" Father Davis questions.

"Oh yes I forgot you wouldn't know that. When a demon is truly killed a disc is left behind containing their powers, skills, and knowledge. By killing my inner demon inside her head I was able to gain not only the contents of her disc but her body as well. Thus I became ageless. Contrary to popular opinion perpetual youth does not make one immortal. I did not learn of this next fact until eons later but since I was taken to Infernum alive the 'Gates of Hell' as you term them would let me pass. Later I learned to make portals of my own for when I needed to escape from the pit. Let's just say I had a few encounters with misguided hero's who could not look beneath the surface before I gained the power to formchange. Oh and lest I forget ageless plus the power to formchange equals the ability to look as old as you wish." This being said Raven briefly ages herself to appear as a wizened old woman before returning to her youthful self.

"Later a friend of mine managed to obtain a demon's disc and knowing this is not the kind of thing you just leave lay or heaven forbid sell he brought it to the only person who could be trusted with it. ME!. This disc had only one power and little knowledge save for a knack for finding escape routes from Infernum. When I absorbed this disc the limbs I'd lost in battle returned to me. It was then I realized I'd gained the rare power to manifest. And as any fantasy gamer can tell you Ageless plus the power to return at will plus the power to manifest equals immortality."

"Why did you decide to tell the truth Raven?" ask female reporter in a low cut skirt suit asks as she brushes her red hair out of her eyes.

"A question I'm sure my friends are wondering about." Raven states while absentmindedly scratching her ass.

'Oh my! I hope the reporters of the news did not do the catching friend Raven's scratching of her bottom!'

"Despite what some would tell you the age of prophecy is far from over. A recent prophecy gave two futures one in which darkness covered the land and ruled with absolute power for a thousand ages and another in which A new Golden age of Zakarrum dawned upon the world. The key difference between the two is whether or not I come to terms with certain dark chapters of my life BEFORE they come back to bite me on the ass so to speak."

"If you're immortal and a 'Child of Zakarrum' then how bad could it be?" the red haired reporter asks.

"BAD! Even the dark era in which the Children of Zakarrum traded immortality and paradise for nirn was nothing compared to what is looming beyond the horizon. For even though in that age when humans were nothing more than a food source for the shadow creatures there were still creatures of light fighting the darkness to a stalemate."

"Now before you ask most are not yet ready to learn of these 'Dark Chapters' of my life. However that being said Jason Blood, and Father Davis do know what they hold and are okay with it. As for my teammates they will soon know as well. Now judging by his attire I believe Jason has some thing to tell me."

"Correct as usual my old friend. Do you remember when His Majesty King Arthur first requested your presence?" Jason asks.

"Yes I do."

"Well then I'm sure you also remember how when offered membership in the Knights of Camelot you turned it down saying problems with your father made it to dangerous to stay one place for to long."

"Of course but as I flew away in the form of a giant spectral raven I left a statue of me saying if you have need of me speak to this and I will come as swiftly as I can."

"Yes. Well sir Justin and I were among those who doubted whether the daughter of the demon lord Trigon was worthy to join our number but when you turned it down the way you did all those who doubted your worth swiftly changed our minds. Arthur then gave me the contents of this package to secretly hold in perpetuity for the day you overcame your father. By royal decree it is yours should you want it."

Taking the package from him Raven briefly extends one fingernail into a claw to cut the string holding the package closed. Careful unwrapping reveals a woven mythril cloak with a golden dragon on the back. "I wholeheartedly accept." Raven states her eyes glistening with unshed tears as she pulls off the cloak of the Knights Templar and stuffs it into the bag of holding hanging from her waist.

Amongst the din of shouted questions is heard "Raven! How does it feel to made one of the Knights of Camelot?", "Raven! How do you the American people will react to a member of the English Nobility residing in jump city?"

"DECORUM PEOPLE!" Raven states using her demonic voice to be heard over the crowd "THIS IS WHY NOBODY WANTS TO TALK TO THE PRESS! YOU POUNCE ON ANYTHING NEWSWORTHY LIKE A GREEDY HYENA ON A FRESH KILL! THEN YOU DISTORT IT TO GARNER A COUPLE OF RATINGS POINTS!"

The enthusiastic reporters promptly quiet down not wanting to anger the demonic knight any further.

"Anyway while I detest the manner in which you said them you did bring up a few good points. First it feels great to be included in such an august body. Secondly some those who became Knights of Camelot were in fact Ally monarchs such as prince valiant for example. As for my self technically I am an ally queen I was once a queen myself before my husbands disinherited daughter seized the throne and imprisoned me in a magic mirror. I lost much when I was dethroned. Before you ask I was unaware of passing events before I found the power to free myself. Needless to say the world I found was nothing like the one I remembered. I had heard that the poles had frozen and that there had even been a global flood!"

"I have know idea what happened to my kingdom, or my people. To say nothing of my beloved handmaiden. I suspect they are wrapped in shadows hidden away from the world for reasons unknown. All I can say about that is this recently using a combination of GPS technology and auto mapping magics I have discovered areas of the globe that appear to be hidden as if the fabric of the world where stretched or warped to keep people out of it."

"Now are there any further questions?" Raven asks seeing the reporters beginning to pack up their equipment.

Seeing no response Raven states "Very well then this conference is finished."

"No need to return me to the church my friend." Jason states as he signals the watchtower for teleportation.

"Very well then." Raven states nervously. "However we must return father Davis to his church."

"And of course we must deal with you going off script like this." Robin states causing Raven to gulp nervously and reflexively place her hands over her soon to be blistered bubble butt.

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Titan Tower Common Room

Seated at dining/conference table we find Robin, Starfire, Beastboy, and Cyborg deep in conversation.

"Dude that was not cool of Raven. She should have told us she was going to tell the truth!" Beastboy state angrily.

"Friend Beastboy is the correct. What if the reporters of the news had reacted the poorly to her truths?"

"Man Raven's just spooked by her vision." Cyborg states.

"I Agree with Cyborg a vision like that would spook anyone. But on the other hand Beastboy and Cyborg are right in that it could have caused a public relations nightmare." Robin states attempting to see both sides of the issue. "I'm sure she'll have an explanation when she gets back."

"Oh friends I am also doing the wondering why friend told us her true name?"

"That's right Star she did say demons are vulnerable to spells of true naming." Cyborg states.

"I was wondering about that as well Cy." Robin states scratching his chin as his keen detective's mind works through the possibilities.

"Friends it is a well known fact that humans do the throwing off of the controlling of the minds easier than any other known species." Starfire supplies helpfully.

"That's true Star. Perhaps because whatever else she may be she is human and a believer she is immune." Robin theorizes.

Clad once again in her low cut leotard with the thong back, hip boots with 3 inch heels, and fingerless elbow gloves. Raven enters the common room by phasing through the door as is her usual habit. "Actually Robin that's correct." Raven states not quite looking her leader in the eye. With her arms held nervously behind her back Raven continues "The only way to successfully summon me is with the ring of Solomon and my true name. Since I have the ring safely hidden away in my own pocket dimension I don't to worry about such things."

Gulping nervously Raven removes one hand from behind her back and holds it out to Robin. Clenched in her hand is a rather wicked looking wooden handled strap 30 inches in length, a quarter inch thick, and an inch wide (to deliver a greater pain in the afflicted area), with small smooth edged holes evenly spaced throughout. "Here Robin you'll need this. It's made from the hide of a fire dragon." Raven states bending over the table.

"Are you sure about this Raven?" Robin asks his teammate and friend. "Since your butt is already rather sore I wasn't going to spank you just send you to the corner with some of my own liniments on your butt to reawaken the burning."

"Yes I risked causing a public relations nightmare by forgetting to tell you I was going to tell the truth." Raven says. "While the press reacted extremely well not doubt to the presence of a priest and a Knight of Camelot it still could have been bad."

"Okay Raven but with this? I wouldn't use this strap on Slade." Robin states.

"Yes I insist. I'll explain why later just please remember thanks to my powers I will heal flawlessly from it so please feel free to go medieval on by bottom."

"Well since you insist Raven." Robin states reluctantly. Switching to a stern tone of voice learned from his Bat themed mentor Robin states "Since this could have caused irreparable damage to not only the titan corp but the justice league and the superhero community as a whole I'm going to make this severe even for a demoness such as yourself. Get up."

"Yes sir." Raven says gulping nervously.

"Since your actions could have stripped superheroes everywhere of their rights I want you to strip now."

"Yo Rob man that's taking things a little to far." Cyborgs states the human half of his face slack with disbelief.

"Actually friend Cyborg I believe it to be most appropriate. On Tamaran it would be the given a warrior in friend Raven's position would be stripped for this."

"Oh here I was so forgot to bring this." Raven says summoning a scroll tube from her room and offering it to Robin.

Breaking the seal robin pulls out a roll of parchment and begins to read. "The Titan currently going by the name of Raven Roth does hereby swear that the spanking she has asked her leader the titan currently known as Robin to give her considering the degree of her demonically enhanced constitution and her ability to heal flawlessly from all save one rare mineral is both reasonable given the severity of the potential consequences of her going off script and well withing safe limits." Looking up to his friend and teammate Robin states in a slightly softer tone "Thank you Raven I was wondering what to do in case a slimeball lawyer took this matter to court. Not that you would hire one yourself." His tone once again firm Robin states "Now Raven please strip. You may dress again when your punishment is over."

Gulping nervously Raven begins tugging on the palm of her right glove loosening it enough to pull it off repeating the process with her left glove. Using her power of levitation to sit down in mid-air Raven starts tugging on her left heel pulling off her boot levitating it over to the couch with her gloves. Reaching down to her right foot Raven tugs on her heel pulling of her right boot and sending it to join the other on the couch.

Standing up Raven surrounds her body with a silver aura phasing out of her leotard. With a wave of her hand Raven sends her leotard over to the couch to lay neatly with the rest of her outfit.

"Now Raven bend over the back of the couch."

Now wanting to make things any worse on herself Raven hurries over to the couch and bends over the back with her hand on the cushion causing her butt to thrust up into the air.

"Starfire please hold her arms in place." Robin says knowing when the spanking gets going all his friend will be concerned with is her butt.

"Okay boyfriend Robin." Starfire says moving to her prescribed spot and grabbing her friends arms.

"Now Raven all things considered I think two hundred sounds reasonable."

"Yes sir." Raven says gulping nervously.

Raising the strap in his hand over his head Robin bring it down with a mighty CRACK on his teammates unprotected posterior.

Raising arm again Robins brings the strap down on a fresh part of Raven's bare bottom CRACK. Now having found his rhythm Robin begins bringing the strap down rapid fire on his teammates unceremoniously upturned undercarriage.

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CRACK "96", CRACK "97", CRACK "98", CRACK "99", CRACK "100". Noticing the punished titan's beautiful bottom has started to bruise and blister Robin stops and signals his girlfriend to let her go then begins to wait for his teammate to realize her spanking has stopped.

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Ten minutes later

Her sniffles finally under control, and her wails having gone from ultrasonic to earsplitting to loud to nonexistent Raven levitates off the couch and to her feet and with a wave of her hand call her uniform over to her.

"Raven send those to your room at once." Robin commands.

"Yes sir." Raven says still sniffling. With a flash of silver energy Raven's uniform disappears. Not caring one bit about her modesty Raven moves her hands behind her butt to rub some of the sting out.

"No rubbing Raven or anything else to ease the sting til tomorrow." Robin commands causing Raven's hand's to freeze just a few scant millimeters away from her ass. "I said you could dress when your punishment is over. I only gave you one hundred licks."

"Oh I lost count." Raven say sheepishly.

"I thought you would. Anyway since your butt was already so tender I decided to defer that second half of your punishment for a week."

"Thank you Robin."

"During that week in order to let your butt have a chance to heal you will be on a demerit system. If you have five or more demerits you will get the second half of you punishment plus one minute of corner time for each demerit."

"Sounds fair."

"Yes it does sound the fair boyfriend Robin. Oh and could you please do the spanking of my naked bottom like that again tonight?"

"SAY WHAT?!" Cyborg and Beastboy respond in unison.

"I thought Rob was a little to good with that strap." Cyborg says electronically lowering his voice to a level he knows only his shape shifting friend can here due to his animal senses.

"AHEM!" Robin says clearing his throat loudly as a blush creeps over his face. "If you have less that five demerits you will merely do thirty minutes in the corner. After said corner time your punishment will bee considered over."

"Thank you Robin."

"Now since your punishment isn't over your are to remain nude for the next week. Also except for missions and official titan functions for which you may dress but upon your return to the tower your are to immediately strip once more. While you are confined to the tower you are to due all your teammates chores save the cooking. Also you are to turn over all of your cold cream for Cy to store. Oh and least I forget if you earn a demerit as a result of a Beastboy prank we will let that slide. Now please go place your nose in the corner Raven."

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Thirty minutes later.

"Okay you can come out now little sis." Cyborg states. "Oh and star has already given me your cold cream so don't worry about that."

Raven lowers her hands from behind her head and walk over to the dining room table and with a wave of her hand moves her chair away from the table. Using her natural power of levitation Raven sits down at the table in mid-air.

"Rae Dude I've been thinking."

"Oh so that's what was burning grass stain."

"Anyway Raven how come after a life as long as yours you still get spanked. I mean of course I know you'd want a bit of kinky fun when you husband was allowed to visit you for a while. However..." Beastboy trails off not knowing how to continue with his thought.

"Please Don't call me Rae." Raven responds. "And that is a good question. One which I've been asked countless times by countless people. Several things contribute to my desire to be punished with a sound spanking."

"First of all throughout much of history women were thought of as cattle at best, at worst women were property. Mankind has come up with some pretty cruel punishments such as flogging or burning with acid for example. However no one wanted to sleep with a scarred or mutilated woman so eventually a clever husband thought to deal with his errant wife the way he would his children. Thus was born the concept of wife spanking."

"As you know I have nothing against a man spanking his wife if it's HER choice. But by the time women started becoming warriors again as they were during my mothers era it had become so commonplace for women to be spanked throughout their lives few thought anything about being spanked even after they took up arms."

"This is were I come on the scene. After a while I decided to live as much like a human woman as I could. So since no one thought twice about seeing a woman even a warrior woman getting her bare bottom spanked publicly or no I started getting spanked again."

"As for my occasional misbehavior well just be glad I can change my behavior at all. The longer your lifespan the harder it is to change. Remember I'm immortal the only reason I can change at all is my heart is a human as yours is Garfield. Also for some reason when spring hits the magic in the air causes me to be forgetful and absentminded. And we did get an early spring this year. Hell some years I'm spanked so often my butt hurts all spring."

"I wondered why you were always the reluctant to do the sitting down during the season of spring friend Raven."

"Plus while my mind and heart are human my instincts are a mix of human and demon. While my body is all demon. My demon instincts require an extremely painful punishment. However that punishment can be anything from a flogging to branding to amputation. But my human side is repelled by such torturous punishment so that leaves a spanking that anyone without the power to heal flawlessly and a supernaturally enhanced constitution would consider cruel and in humane. Else my demon instincts could spread to my heart and mind creating a new personality independent of my control. Plus the spanking has to be at least as great as the offense."

"Raven I've been wondering about something. Before you reabsorbed your 'Emoticlones' where did you go when you needed to get spanked?" Robin asks.

"There's a place in a seemingly abandoned warehouse that depends solely on word of mouth for it's business. To those in the know it's known simply as the tanning parlor. It's run by a meta woman with a touch of elven blood in her. Save for a bit of healing magic the only thing special about her is the fact that unless she allows it your powers don't work in her presence."

"Does that work on any meta?" Robin asks his mind already running through the tactical benefits of such a power.

"Any save mine. And before you ask it's cause once upon a time before I learned of the one god I considered myself to be a goddess. Plus she has no interest in running a prison."

"How did you find out about it Rae?"

"Don't call me Rae! Wonder Woman told me about it. The proprietor who is known only as the disciplinarian specializes in spanking superheroes and heroines who have no other place to get what they feel they need. It turns out Wonder Woman has been a frequent customer there since it opened."

Having been silent this whole time as he processed this and the typical male fantasies such a revelation brings on Cyborg speaks up. "Well little sis that does make perfect sense as well as explaining a lot."

"Now friend raven please do the continuing of your story for I am doing the 'Dying of curiosity' to find out what happens to the wicked 'Snow White'.

"Of course my friends. I had no Idea you would be so interested in the ramblings of an 'Old Fart' like me." Raven says as she breaks wind.

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Town Square (Scene inspired by braveheart.)

In the middle of the town square a large crowd consisting of people from all walk of life has assembled. A din is heard as the people speculate about why their beloved monarch has ordered such a brutal method of execution.

"I say she tried to kill the princess."

"I heard she was caught in the act of resurrecting sithis the vile."

"My daughter would never do such a thing even if she was a mage!"

"Make way for the condemned!" a voice shouts amid the clatter of wooden wagon wheels and the clomping of hooves. From the direction of the town jail a wooden wagon pulled by donkey appears. Affixed to the cart by metal plates is a wooden cage. Inside the cage is the red haired Zelda Fire-Mane. Her green eyes seeming to burn with the fires of the wrongly convicted.

As the crowd parts for the death cart two posts wide enough for a person to stand arms raised in a Y-Position are seen. Affixed to the posts are shackles with a length of adjustable chain to hold the prisoner in place. Behind the whipping posts a large platform a table with chains and pulleys known as a rack. Both are imported from neighboring albion where torture has become commonplace. With a sharp tug on the reins the driver draws the donkey to a stop. With a sigh of disapproval driver disembarks and proceeds around to the back of the cart. As he unlocks the door he whispers to the driver whispers to her "I'm sorry miss if I or the executioner don't go along with this we'll be forced to watch as our children suffer your fate."

"I understand." the nude slave girl responds. "I know I was in the right." 'I guess the hero didn't hall the pull to save me from the ax after all."

As the driver reluctantly hands off the condemned slave girl to the executioner he reaches for a scroll tucked into his belt. After breaking the seal begins to reluctantly read it's contents under the watchful eye of the son of the king's advisor. "Zelda Fire-Mane henceforth known as the condemned has been charged with the attempted assassination of the princess. The condemned has also been charged with spreading rumors of the princess becoming a creature known as a vampire. Due to her refusal to present herself for trial the condemned was found guilty on two counts of high treason."

"The condemned has been sentenced to be flogged, stretched on the rack, branded, her limbs and breasts removed via a blade enchanted with a spell of searing to prevent bleeding out, her eyes gouged out, her stomach sliced open and filled with mice from the prison, and finally beheaded. However should the condemned at any time confess the court shall show mercy and end the pain by separating the condemned's head from her shoulders. Be it known that any who interfere in this matter shall share the fate of the condemned."

Looking over to the slave girl guardsman asks "Does the condemned wish to confess?" 'PLEASE CONFESS ZELDA!' The guardsman thinks to himself. 'Give a false confession and save yourself and us a great deal of pain. No one wishes to see you suffer horribly. Least of all your parents!'

Her head held high Zelda Fire-Mane states loudly for all to hear "I cannot confess to a crime I did not commit."

"Very well then." the guardsman responds. "If you have any last words you may say them now."

Her face shining with compassion, shoulders squared the soon to be murdered slave-girl looks her parents square in the eye before stating "I forgive the guardsman and the executioner for the unwilling part they are to play in my death." turning to face the crowd with grace unmatched by many noblewomen the condemned slave-girl continues "I anticipate my reunion feast with my brother and all those who have gone on before me, and look forward to the day hopefully far in the future when I am reunited with those I leave behind in the fields of Zakarrum. Destination for all those killed for following the dictates of honor."

"Just get on with it!" Mortimer Slytherin firstborn son of the advisor to the king shouts from the box seats reserved for those of noble blood. His otherwise regal form oozing evil glee. 'I hope she doesn't confess. I do so wish to hear her scream for trying to out my fanged love!'

"As you wish." the guardsman replies forlornly. "This way." The guard states knowing the unfortunate woman wishes to appear strong for the sake of her parents who have been forced to watch their offspring's execution.

Walking up to the posts Zelda turns to face the crowd as she places her wrist in the shackles. "The truth will be revealed one day."

'I sure hope so.' The executioner thinks to himself as he locks the shackles and adjusts the chain to keep her immobile. The reluctant executioner hesitantly draws a short handled whip with three leather thongs each weighted with steel balls from his belt. 'May the one god forgive me for what I am about to do.' His prayer for god's forgiveness having been sent the executioner draws back his arm to perform his task.

As the whip descends a loud CCCRRRAAACCCKKK is heard. The poor slave girls merely winces as the pain builds. A few seconds later so the pain of the first lash does not dull the pain of the next the execution brings the whip across the girls back in another spot bringing a new grimace to the girls face.

CCCRRRAAACCCKKK

GRIMACE

PAUSE

Having given the first fifteen lashes the guard stops and asks "Do you wish to confess?" 'Please confess! I don't wish to do this. Particularly in front of your parents.'

"I merely said some vampiric killings coincided with snow's journey to winterhold. I did not say it was the princess."

"Very well then." the executioner states preparing himself to continue flogging the poor girl.

CCCRRRAAACCCKKK

GRIMACE

PAUSE

This repeats another fifteen times with the slave girl never once crying out in pain.

Having delivered the thirty lashes mandated by the courts the executioner removes the girl from from her chains, drags the girl to the rack whilst mumbling just loud enough for Zelda to hear "I know you're right and I swear I see it proven."

"Thank you." Zelda whispers as she places herself on the rack.

The guardsman holds the nonresistant slave girl in place as the executioner ties her outstretched arms, and legs to gears at either end of the machine. Reluctantly motioning to the guardsman to the gears at her legs to grab one of the two pull bars the executioner grab the other and puts his bar in the corresponding hole and pulls it down stretching the poor girl arms out as the girls legs begin to be pulled taught by the guardsman. Following the executioners example the guardsman removes the pull bar and puts it in the next hole before pulling down once again.

The girls mother leans against her husband for support as her tears of anguish begin to flow freely 'Stay strong baby! I will see your cruel master dead for this!'

'How could the king order this done to my little girl?' the upset father wonders bitterly as his anger bubbles to the surface. 'I swear I will have someone's head on a platter for this!'

Noticing the girls face is contorted with suppressed agony the executioner leans down and asks "Do you wish to confess?"

Not trusting her ability to keep from screaming Zelda merely shakes her head back and forth in a silent NO. 'I must stay strong.'

"Very well then." the executioner says not quite keeping his reluctance out of his voice as he picks up a long metal handle ending in a stylized snake. "Red hot." the guards whispers causing the metal to suddenly glow red hot.

"Very well since you do not wish to confess you shall bear the mark of the traitor for all eternity."

As the branding iron is pressed to her forehead a sizzling sounds is heard accompanied by the stench of burning flesh.

The executioner noticing his victim still refuses to make a sound presses the branding iron onto the condemned's feet, hands, stomach, and breasts. Pausing each time pausing for a moment to give her a chance to confess.

Having accomplished naught but bringing further tears to the suffering girl's eyes the executioner draws a sword from his belt. "Do you wish to confess?" the executioner asks raising the mythril blade above his head certain the slave girl will not confess.

The soon to be executed Zelda Fire-Mane shakes her head in another silent NO. 'Stay strong Zelda.'

"Very well then." the executioner says grimly as he brings his blade down slicing through the girls left shoulder releasing the pungent stench of burning flesh as he does so. Steeling himself for the task ahead the guard raises his sword high in the air before removing the prisoner's right arm before cutting off her legs as well.

"Before I continues the sacred code of the executioner demands that I give you one more chance to confess." the guard states in a subtle attempt to grant his strangely cooperative victim the chance to confess. Seeing no response but yet another silent NO the executioner continues. "Very then." swinging his sword in a horizontal arc the guard slices of her womanly charms leaving behind a pungent stench as he does so.

Swallowing his bile at the thought of what he must now do the executioner pierces her ample severed breasts with his sword. Holding them over the wrongly convicted girl's head the executioner utters one word "Immolate" the reluctantly uttered incantation causes the sword to briefly glow with blue flames as the severed mammary glands burst into flame before the girl's eyes as they turn to ash. Causing a fresh burst of tears from the girls parents.

Knowing the girl will not give a false confession the executioner quickly stabs the girl in her eye sockets blinding her. Motioning to the guardsman to grab a nearby barrel the executioner slices open the girls stomach as the guardsman comes over dumping a horde of mice from the prison into her abdominal cavity.

Hearing a sudden sharp inhalation the guardsman cry out in shock "The condemned wishes to speak!" 'A little late for mercy beheading is next Zelda.'

Her face set in a mask of grim determination Zelda Shouts out "ZAAAAKAAAARRRRUUUUM!"

Her final cry uttered the executioner raises his sword and slices through her neck causing her head to fall to the ground where it unexpectedly bursts into flames. The resulting conflagration quickly spreads to the rack and the rest of her body barely giving the executioner and guardsman time to jump back to safety.

The flames quickly turn silver and soar to the sky before abruptly vanishing leaving behind two figures. One is nude possessing red hair, green eyes and an ample hourglass figure the envy of many noblewomen. The other sporting blond hair, clad in leather armor with swords strapped to her waist and a throwing ax in her hand. "Queen Kirstin! Zelda!" the executioner proclaims with astonishment.

'OH CRAP!' thinks the girls corrupt master.

Among the stunned reactions from the crowd is heard "Kirstin the great." and "Game my baby justice!"

"MORTIMER SLYTHERIN CONSORT OF THE PRINCESS YOUR TIME HAS COME! PREPARE YOURSELF!" Kirstin says throwing her ax. The deadly weapon spins as it soars through air before hitting the advisor's son in the neck severing his head which fall on top of a silver platter recently emptied of it contents. Turning from the gory scene Queen Kirstin addresses the crowd "Do not fear an ally is about to lift the curse on my grandson. As for you..." having drawn the crowd's attention the former queen of euphoria turns to the resurrected slave girl "In recompense for your suffering you have inherited all the lands, property, and titles that belonged to your former master. You are now free." her mission accomplished Kirstin fades from sight.

"With my new found fortune I think I'll track down my sisters and buy them free." Zelda says turning to face her parents she continues. "Mother, Father in the future should you be faced with more children than you can support do not sell them instead send them to me. I'm sure I can find room for them."

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Inside the throne room

Inside the throne room the king sits perched on a gilded throne his queen by his side on her equally ornate throne. Both are nude save for a see through green silk skirts. On each side of the king is a statuesque slave girls. Flanking the queen are a pair of twin male slaves clad in a pair of harem pants with nothing above the waist leaving their rippled abs bare. Each are slowly fan the royal couple with exquisite fans made of peacock feathers on a three foot gold-plated iron handle.

"With all due respect your majesty did not the slaying of convicts stop when your daughter was exiled?" The court advisor states.

"A mere coincidence."

"And how do you explain how they continued in winterhold when your daughter began her exile?"

"Simple the peasant girl Zelda was trying to frame her for vampirism in a bid to seize the throne for herself."

"Or mayhaps your daughter is a vampire." comes a melodic female voice. 'I'd better play this to the hilt. ' the wandering hero thinks as she shifts her clothes to fit the peoples image of an angel. 'First a blinding flash of light then I'll drop my invisibility spell.'

"Who dares intrude!" the king bellows his face contorted with uncharacteristic rage.

"I dare." says the voice followed by a flash of blinding light. As the spots clear from the eyes of those assembled a new feminine figure comes into view. First noticed are a pair of firm breasts each the size of a watermelon above a large muscular torso tapering to six-pack abs. Abs which curve downward elegantly to a rock hard bottom bigger than her chest. Below her luscious derriere are found a pair of long legs consisting of terrifically toned thighs and rock hard calves. On her feet are a pair of golden leather hip boots with six inch heels the exact shade of her eyes. On her arms is a pair of matching silk elbow gloves complimenting her silver skin magnificently. Completing her outfit is a tunic exposing a generous amount of her ample cleavage made of the same golden silk as her gloves with a tiny loincloth barely the width of her crotch extending down to roughly her knees and nothing over her bare backside. Her violet hair flowing freely down to mid-back between her black wings spanning ten feet. 'Doesn't anyone realize just how impractical this outfit is?' The form-shifted Zelda Flame-Fist thinks to her self as her eyes glow a solid silver. 'Although the breeze on my flanks is strangely refreshing.'

'A servant of zakarrum!' The advisor thinks 'Maybe she can make the king see reason.'

"I see my old friend Zelda Flame-Fist was right to call me here." the winged warrior declares before summoning a silver orb and throwing it at the king shouting "Let mortal eyes see the truth!" upon contact with the king a red rune appears over each of the king's eyes. With a brief burst of silver light the runes turn silver and fade with the orb.

"My apologies my friend now that the spell has been lifted it is obvious that my daughter is a vampire."

"The only question is how you came to be spelled."

"It was part of an attempt by your advisor's son to become the power behind the throne. He has already been beheaded by your ancestor Kirstin." The winged warrior states. "This would not have happened if you wore your grandfather's crown. I know for a fact he wouldn't mind you taking it from his grave if Euphoria benefited from it."

"Thank you divine one." the king states "I shall retrieve it myself shortly."

"Now as for why I came here in the first place." The form-shifted hero states turning to one of the guards. "Come here Ambrosina."

"What would you have of me winged one?" The guardswoman states approaching the disguised hero and lowering herself to one knee as she would before her king.

"There is no need to bow before me." the disguised hero states. "It is my understanding that your parents pledged your soul to the pit."

"Yes they did." Ambrosina states rising to her feet.

"Do you harbor any hatred for them in your heart?"

"No I learned long ago to put that anger behind me."

"Good because when your husband ascended to dwell in the lands of the one god he came to us with a petition to free his beloved wife from her unwilling binds to the pit."

"I HAD PRAYED THAT HE WOULD!" The guardswoman shouts out her eyes shimmering with unshed tears as hope fills her heart for the first time since she learned of the fate her parents made for her. "I had hoped he would intervene on my behalf."

"He did and fortunately for you Vaermina Silverwings has come to serve the one god. It was she who sent me here when she learned I was searching for the name of the one who held the contract for your soul. It was she who told me where in infernum to find her former stronghold. Fortunately those who rule it are still loyal to her. Now we have an agreement when a soul is pledged to her her where the soul pledged is not the name on the contract said soul is to be returned." The winged warrior states drawing a scroll from the ether and setting it alight with holy flames. "Your soul is now your own again." The winged warrior states.

At the disguised hero's statement a glowing red collar on the guardswoman's neck and matching manacles on her ankles and wrists manifest to mortal eyes before crumbling to dust and fading into the ether.

"MY SOUL IS FREE! I FEEL LIKE CELEBRATING!" The guardswoman shouts as tears of joy fall freely from her eyes.

"Since you like to hunt." King Ysgramor states. "You may spend one day hunting in my personal hunting grounds. And you may take one bottle of my finest wine from my personal store to make a proper celebration feast for you and yours."

"Thank you my liege!" Ambrosina states running off to prepare for her hunt.

"Did you say the infernal goddess of vampires has turned to the one god of sacred zakarrum?" the king questions not quite believing what he is hearing.

"I know for a fact that she has indeed."

"THEN SHE IS A TRAITOR! AND SHALL PAY FOR BREAKING HER INFERNAL OATHS!" Snow White says causing all eyes to turn in her direction in time to witness her canines descending to form fangs, and her eyes turning red with the onset of a blood rage.

Our warrior readies a ball of silver fire in one hand and summons a blade made of silver energy and rushes the vampire princess.

"CHARGE!" The guards having seen the princess experience a blood rage and attack one of the winged warriors of the one god draw their blades and charge the princess.

Now under attack from all sides the princess snow summons a thunderbolt and hurls it at the angel. Only to have it pass through as if she wasn't there.

'That was unexpected! Maybe her human side is fighting back.' Our disguised hero thinks.

"AARRGG" cries the queen as she falls to the floor dead having been electrocuted by the bolt meant for the angel.

'I WON'T LET YOU HURT THE ANGEL!' shouts an eight year old girl.

'I thought I heard the last of my human side when I beheaded her! No matter this is my body now an I won't share it with a mere human!'

"Let this mortal soul be gone!" Snow states.

An obsidian glow begins to surround the vampire princess which quickly separates from her body in the form of a seven year old girl's severed head and body each surround by the sinister black aura. The moment the princess' soul is evicted from her body a pulse of energy erupts from the vampire knocking back all but the alleged angel. Said pulse also sends the princess' soul flying in two separate directions. Those guards unlucky enough to be within striking distance are sent hurling into the wall with enough force to shatter bones and cause instant death.

Now freed of the burden of her humanity snow's body begins to bubble and twist as her feet elongate into a shape resembling a cat's paws, twin bulges sprout on her back before thinning as they elongate into wings, finally twin horns sprout from her forehead.

Her demonic transformation complete the now demonic snow white rushes the angel hurling thunderbolts along the way two of which hit the kings fan girls striking them dead.

"That was rather foolish! It was for the sake of your human soul I held back now wither!" The winged warrior states hurling a sickly emerald orb at the princess. "WITHER!"

The moment the orb hit the princess her feet resume their human shape, her wings dissolve, and her horns fade from existence. Leaving snow a mere vampire once again.

"SLEEP!" the form-shifted hero cries at which point snow falls to the floor in a state of demonic hibernation known as a torpor.

"Such a lose of life. Had I but seen the truth when she was a girl." The kings states. "Oh winged one is it within your power to raise those whom fell to my daughter?"

"Technically yes. But there are a couple of rules I am bound to follow." The form shifted hero states. "First since I was not sent here specifically for your daughter I can only resurrect those who fell when she had horns thus marking her as a demon."

"So my queen must stay dead then. Twice now I have married to make my kingdom stronger and twice now my brides have died as a result of my daughter. Perhaps this is a sign I should marry for love rather than alliances."

"Perhaps. Perhaps not. I am not allowed to say. Anyway to getting back on subject. The second rule I must follow is that I may only revive those who souls linger due to unfinished business. Unfortunately that only leaves two. The royal fan girls both of whom linger due to having been pregnant at the time of death." at this the angel walk up to the dead girls and snaps her fingers at which point the fan girls injuries heal themselves and they open their eyes.

"Thank you oh compassionate one!" One says.

"And what of our unborn children." the other continues.

"Do not worry they have been restored with you." The disguised hero says walking over to the comatose princess and picking her up bridal states "I must deal with this one now. However for your sake I shall merely seal her away where no mortal shall find her." with a sympathetic nod of her head to the king the disguised hero fades from sight along with her burden.

"She may do with her as she pleases. The moment the vampire removed her human soul she ceased to be the crown princess of euphoria and my daughter. Now if my memory serves me right while I was spelled your son forced me to sentence a slave girl to a horrible fate?"

"I wish I knew where I went wrong with him." The king's advisor states his voice overflowing with sadness.

"AHH WHAT HAPPENED IN HERE!" a messenger girl shouts as bile begins to burn her throat.

"A winged servant of the one god of sacred Zakarrum came here to return ambrosina's soul to her, then broke the spell on my person which clouded my judgment and hardened my heart. After having done so my daughter returned via teleportation, saw the angel went into a vampire's blood rage, slew a bunch of people the only four of which the angels had permission to resurrect. The four being the royal fan girls. Evicted her soul. Lost the battle with the angel and was carried away to be sealed away from mortals."

"Oh a great shame that. Any way I came here to tell you of the most glorious news. The slave girl Zelda never broke even when her head was to be severed. After the deed had been done flames from within her consumed her corpse and after roaring to the heaven's left behind the slave girl unharmed and your illustrious ancestor Queen Kirstin Fire-Flanks. Whom promptly beheaded your advisor's son who she revealed to be snow's secret lover. Then freed the wrongly executed slave girl and declared her to be the inheritor of all her former master's lands, properties, and titles. After which she returned to her rest."

"In that case I declare that wrongly executed former slave girl known as Zelda Fire-Mane has been given the proper recompense for her unlawful suffering as well as her execution.

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The common room

The titans are sitting at the table listening raptly having just finished lunch when Raven glances up at the wall clock and realizes between the press conference lunch and story telling it's already two in the afternoon "If I'm not mistaken." Raven states "It's time for an afternoon training session."

Checking his communicator's built in clock Robin responds "You're right Raven." Getting up and heading to the elevator Robin stops as it hits him Raven's still naked. "Since you're still nude Raven we'll hit the basement gym today."

As the other titans rush to the elevator Raven sinks into a portal on the floor afraid she'll find her bare blistered bottom pressed against the wall.

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The basement gym.

Raven rises through a portal in the floor just as her teammate arrive. Much to the surprise of her teammates instead of levitating and practicing her telekinesis she summons a pair of twin katana's and walks over to her individual training robot and equipping it with another set of twin blades begins to spar saying only "It's been a while."

Recovering from his surprise Cyborg walks over to the weight machine and begins pumping his sixteen ton iron weights despite not needing the exercise due to his mechanical muscles.

Starfire tucks her hair into the back of her shirt then waves to her fellow female titan and soars into the air begins ducking and weaving with the ease of a lifetime of experience as she practices her aerial maneuvers.

Drawing his bo staff Robin walks over his personal robot bows and swings his staff in a horizontal arc at the robots midsection.

Beastboy walks over to the treadmill and quickly adjusts it to it's maximum setting. Just as he is about to hit start and idea occurs to him 'Wait a minute didn't Raven say to that sea captain she'd have stronger magic if she exercised more? I wonder if that will work for me?' His course of action set Beastboy lowers the treadmill to a mere 6 miles and hour and hits start.

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And hour Later

Having run through it's preprogrammed hour Beastboy's treadmill slows to twenty five percent of it's prior speed for a five minute cooldown. "Hey Cyborg I've been Thinking dude why do you lift weights? It's not like your two ton butt needs to exercise."

His workout over Cyborg sends his weight machine the shutdown command via his cybernetic brains modem. The weights now off his back Cyborg turns to his shape shifting buddy saying "You were thinking?! I thought I smelled smoke! You need me to get you an Aspirin?"

"HEY!" Beastboy responds.

"Knock it off you two!" Robin responds as he finally manages to pin his robotic sparring partner. Having been successfully pinned the self learning robot enters power save mode as it waits to be placed into it's alcove for regeneration.

"Anyway grass stain the reason I lift weights is partly because I use it to compare my body's actual performance to it's calculated limits. Plus it helps remind me that under all this metal where it counts I'm still human as human as I ever was."

"Oh! I guess that makes sense."

Having finally managed to disarm her sparring partner Raven lifts a silver aura covered hand and levitates her and Robin's sparring partners to their alcoves "Garfield I noticed you didn't change shape while running the treadmill today."

"Yeah I was going to but then I remembered what you said to the captain of the Witchy Woman. And I decided to jog in my human form today."

"Good for you that's one part of learning to tap into your magic. This way you will be a stronger vessel for when you learn to tap into your magic. Probably the hardest part will be learning coming to terms with your past."

"But how I am supposed to get over my parents deaths? That's not something you just get over Raven."

"I don't mean getting over it that's a myth you never things like that will always be a part of you. I mean coming to terms with traumatic moments in your past such as the deaths of your parents. This way it will no longer haunts you. By doing this it ceases to be an impediment on your magic and becomes a source of strength." Raven states automatically entering lecture mode.

"HUH?" Beastboy states the confusion evident in his voice.

"What friend Raven meant to say friend Beastboy is this causes it to do the changing of sides and become the friend to your power instead of the enemy." Starfire states helpfully giggling as she lands having finished her aerial maneuvers.

"PU! Dude I stink of sweat."

"We all do Garfield." Raven states.

"Titan to your showers." Robin states dramatically.

"Dude Robin REALLY needs to switch to decaf." Beastboy mutters as the titans head to their rooms and the private showers installed after Starfire hogged the bathroom during her metamorphosis which caused Beastboy to begin watering the plants in his canine forms.

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Raven's Room

Entering her bathroom Raven automatically reaches to start herself a hot bath. Her hand on the faucet Raven stops before turning on the hot water. 'I'd better not Robin said no easing the sting until tomorrow. My butt would definitely feel a lot better after a hot soak. I'd better grab a washcloth.' Her decision made Raven grabs a blue washcloth from her linen closet and walk over to the sink turn the hot water on wets her washcloth telekinetically summons a bar of soap from the tub lathers it up and begins to scrub herself winching as her extremely sore butt causes the normally soft cloth to feel like course sandpaper.

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Fast Forward to dinner time

It's dinner time and we see Cyborg whistling tunelessly in the kitchen as he puts the finishing touches on his barbecued ribs with his secret Cy-Be-Que Sauce. Drawn by the smell of food the Robin rushes into the combination common room/dining room and sits down at the table. On his heels in the alien princess who rushes over to her seat her mouth watering at the smell of her cybernetic friend's gourmet ribs. Phasing up through the floor Raven again waves her chair away from the table and sits down in midair. Last of all is Beastboy who comes in shouting "Murderer do you know how many animals had to die just so you can have dinner."

"Knock it off grass stain I made you an Almond-Raspberry Tossed Salad." Cyborg responds.

"I thought you said you wouldn't fix me anything Cy?" Beastboy states confused.

"No snot brain I said I wouldn't fix you tofu. I'll fix you anything vegetarian you want but I won't touch that nasty white crap you eat. I just got tired of waiting for you to figure that out." Cyborg says handing his intelligence challenged friend a bowl of salad.

"Oh thanks dude!" Beastboy says sitting down and beginning to instinctively shovel his food into his mouth.

"Slow down B.B. as I keep telling just because you can turn into an animal doesn't mean you have to eat like one." Cyborg says in response to his friends eating habits as he serves his friends their dinner and sits down himself.

"Cy's right Beastboy." Robin responds.

"You should listen to your friends Garfield." Raven says. "Think about it why do you eat this way?"

"Because I don't want anyone to steal my food before I can eat."

"Think about it does has that ever happened here?"

"No."

"Do you think it could happen?"

"Yes!"

"Besides on a visit to Tamaran."

"Then no."

"Did you eat like this before?" Raven asks gambling on her green teammates response being the one she thinks it is.

"No?"

"And why is that?" Raven states now certain of the forthcoming answer.

"Mento would never have let me eat like that. The dude was more obsessed with manners than Robin ever was with Slade. Besides my instincts didn't sound the ocean waves crashing on the shore back then."

"How loud were they then? When did they get this loud? And were your powers affected by the change in volume?" Raven asks her curiosity getting the better of her.

"Back then they were only as loud as a gentle rain. You know now that you force me to think about it every time I had a traumatic experience my instincts started to speak to me more and more often until they were a constant voice in my head. At first it made my powers easier to control. But as they grew in volume it got harder to think and harder to keep human form. Come to think of it that's when thinking first made my head hurt."

"Hah I knew..." Cyborg starts

"Cyborg I suggest you Refrain from finishing that sentence. Unless of course that is you want spend eternity as the worlds most high tech ass scratcher." Raven states as she glares daggers at her cybernetic friend.

"Okay!" Cyborg says sheepishly.

"This just proves my point. You need to come to terms with your past."

"Now that you point it out it does seem so obvious. And I know I'm smarter than this. It's just my instincts are a lot of static making thinking hard."

"Tomorrow I'll start helping you with that. In the interest of efficiency we'll start by making you a meditation mirror."

"But I don't have a hand mirror."

"That's actually not a problem. The best meditation mirrors are always made starting from raw materials."

"Okay! Now that y'all have sorted that out can we please eat before my barbecue gets cold?" Cyborg questions.

"Sorry dude!" Beastboy says as he starts eating this time just barely managing to ignore the urging of his animal instincts to wolf his food down before it's stolen.

"Oh Raven." Robin says in between bites. "I was thinking and I decided it was a bit harsh for me to have you stay nude for a week so I'll compromise. If you agree to a total of three whacks with an ordinary slipper per day you would have been nude before bed tonight you can dress starting tomorrow."

"Thanks Robin. If Starfire has no objection I'll take the twenty one whacks."

"No I don't mind friend Raven. Unless you are the interested in boyfriend Robin?"

"No I'm not. I'm not looking for a boyfriend anymore. I lost my interest in men when I fell in love with Yizzie."

"Dude whose Yizzie?" Beastboy asks.

"Man she means her husband Yzgramor veggie brain. Man your animal instincts must generate lot of static interference if you can't recognize a nickname B.B."

"OH YEAH!"

"But what about the Malchior friend Raven?"

"Malchior was a mistake brought on in part by how lonely I've been for the past several thousand years."

"AHEM! Anyway as I was saying! If you agree to the slippering which you have you can dress starting tomorrow. But you are still confined to the tower except for mission's and titan functions. Oh and in the morning while you can dress again you must still keep your butt bare. In other words Raven nothing on your butt bigger than a thong." Burger halfway to his mouth Robin stops and says "Do you still want the slippering?"

"Yes Robin I still wish it and thanks." Raven says grabbing another burger from her plate.

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Raven's Room

Inside the mystic titans room lining the wall are bookcases filled to bursting with forgotten tomes of arcane knowledge lost to the ages. Carefully hidden amongst the tomes are a number of gothic romance novels. Adorning the walls are several masks, a few enchanted staves, as well as a number of statuary. Next to the bed mounted on a stand is a suit of leather armor, on a raised platform next to it is a sword rack containing a pair of katana's. Standing in the corner with her hands behind her head is a familiar gray skinned nude figure.

As the mystic titan stands in the corner her stomach flip flops in nervousness as she dreads her upcoming slippering. 'I can craft spells from scratch, grant magic to those who have none, even create new powers. Yet I can't figure out what it is about the magic of spring that always makes me end up with my end up! I just hope this isn't one of the years that sees my bottom sore all spring. I wish Robin would hurry up I've been standing here so long I can't feel my arms anymore.'

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Having recognized her leader's aura Raven gulps with nervous dread before responding "Come in Robin." 'Finally!'

Having heard his sorceress teammates invitation Robin quickly presses the open button and walks into Raven's room the door shutting behind him. Noticing Raven's current position Robins eyebrows raise under his mask. "Raven have you been standing there since dinner? That was three hours ago!"

"Masterful Deduction O great detective." Raven responds sarcastically.

'She's been standing there for so long maybe I'll go easy one her.' Robin thinks to himself. Sitting himself on Raven's bed Robin pulls the slipper tucked into his utility belt and calls to his teammate "Come over here and bend over my knee Raven." At her leader's command Raven muttering under her breath before managing to get her arms working again and walk over Robin and bends over his lap.

Adjusting his teammate so her butt points almost straight up in the air Robin states "Last chance to back out Raven." Getting no response Robin pins her legs with one of his own raises the slipper high and brings it down with a mighty THWACK on her left butt cheek, before raising the slipper up high and bringing it THWACKING down on her right cheek, then another THWACK to the middle.

Her bottom already is so very tender that Raven begins to wail at the first swat to her punished posterior.

THWACK to the left, THWACK to the right, THWACK to the middle.

By this point the pain has grown so intense Raven's wails has become one long OWWWWWWHHOOOOOOOO

THWACK to the left, THWACK to the right, THWACK to the middle.

THWACK to the left, THWACK to the right, THWACK to the middle.

THWACK to the left, THWACK to the right, THWACK to the middle.

THWACK to the left, THWACK to the right, THWACK to the middle.

THWACK to the left, THWACK to the right, THWACK to the middle.

His enviable duty done Robin lifts his teammate from off his lap and places her in the middle of her bed. Robin reaches for her purple blanket and begin to place it over her stopping as a thought occurs to him 'As sore as Raven's butt is I doubt she'll want the blanket tonight.' Robin turn to leave the room after replacing the blanket. "Goodnight Raven. And remember keep that butt bare tomorrow."

SNIFF SNIFF "Guh-Goodnight Ruh-Robin." Raven responds sniffling. "Y-Yes I re-remember I mu-must be b-b-bare b-bottomed for a w-week."