He had killed Whisper. He had killed the one person whom I cared most about. My anger fired up like a storm on a calm day. I had to controll my emotions. Too much emotion could cause an overload of my powers. I took a deep breath. My eyes were tearing from my loss. Our loss. The Teen Titans had lost a valuable ally this day. I would mourn the loss of Whisper later, because right now. Now was vengence.

A tear ran from my cheek down towards Whisper's mask. If only he was still here. If only he could hold me one last time. What I wouldn't do for a chance to kiss his lips once again.

"He's dead! He's dead! Hooray, he's dead!" DeathShout was dancing around like a maniac. He would be the only man around here who would be happy from his brother's death. This made me sick.

More tears fell from my face towards Whisper's mask. It was a Mexican wrestling tradition to remove the fallen warrior's mask when he lost the fight. I picked Whisper's head up and unlocked his mask. It hissed as it opened. I dropped it on his waist. I picked up the blue rose and little doll. I detached the note that acompanied the little doll. I looked over the doll before reading the note. The doll was of Whisper. His mask was off. His long flowing hair resembled that of when he was in his demon form. His eyes were exactly the same, one human eye on the right side, demon eyes on the left.

The note read:

Dear Raven,

I know that I am not in this world any longer. My physical being may still remain with you, as will this doll. The doll has no meaning, except for what you make it out to be. Remember that I will always love you. Until the end of space, I will be there when you call on me for strength and love.

Yours forever

Able Adams Albert (aka Whisper)

As I stare at his lifeless body, sadness overwhealms me. Anger towards the man responsible fuels my power. I stared DeathShout in the face. Whisper's sword was being pulled out of his ribs, and was thrown on the ground. What kind of monster would disgrace his family by murdering them?

I fired a blast towards him. He picked up his sword and blocked it. I grew more aggressive, sending more blasts his way. Again and again he repelled my attacks. It was like his sword could guard against the magic of mine.

I kept attacking, he kept defending. I got in close and hurled him towards a flaming building, and realized that it was just his armor that I threw. DeathShout charged me with a deafening cry and his sword. I threw up a barrier, but felt a stabbing in my stomach.

"Raven!" Robin screamed from behind me. I felt weak. I looked down, shocked to see that the sword had penetrated my barrier. It found it's way into my flesh. I ran my hand through my blood, which was now pouring out of the wound. DeathShout removed the blade, and I collapsed on the ground. My life was disapating.

The others ran over to me. Terra lifted the stone that I lay on. I was now at eye level with everyone.

A voice came out of nowhere. "Give me your youth..." it said. I didn't recognize the voice, but it was layered with a demonic overtone. It spoke again. But it was a different voice now. "Give me guidance Raven." I recognized this one. It was Whisper's.

"Whisper...take me to him." Terra did as I said. She lay me down on his left. I had the most sudden urge to check and see if the sound had truly came from him. I placed my head over his heart. No pulse. I must have just imagined his voice.

I kissed his lifeless corpse as if to wake him from a long slumber. He just sat there and took it. I made the kiss more passionate, as if this would be the last time that I would kiss him. In all truth, it would be. Atleast in this world. Soon we would be together in the afterlife, and no matter which direction he went, I would fight to get there as well.

I was just about to break the kiss when I heard a thud. Thud thud, thud thud. It was a heart beating. An arm grabbed my head, and forced me down to Whisper's head. Whisper's tongue sprang to life, sliding in and out of my mouth. His head rose and he sat up on his elbow. I opened my eyes to make sure that this was real. It was. Whisper came back from the dead. But I was dying.