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Chapter Eleven: The Final Battle – Part 2
"No," Raven whispered, feeling an icy cold fist close around her heart. "Beastboy, no."
The changeling took a step forward, his mind fighting against his body's reply to the dagger. Tears fell from his eyes as his internal struggle played out, even though his face remained void of any emotion. Suddenly, he lunged forwards, the dagger pointing straight at Raven's heart. The empath put up a shield, blocking his blows. Beastboy drove forwards, the dagger forcing his thirst for blood.
Trigon watched at the green child tried to slay his daughter, and he smiled. If Raven was killed, no one would be able to keep him from taking over the universe. If the changeling turned the knife upon himself, her grief would drive her to darkness and she would follow the path of her father. Either way, he would win. Trigon smirked and threw a fireball at his daughter, catching her off guard and giving the green one a chance to finish it.
Raven gasped as the ball of fire struck the ground before her, and in the split second that her attention was elsewhere, Beastboy made his move. The empath turned back just in time to see the dagger falling towards her in a steep arc. She moved, but not quickly enough.
The silver dagger cut deeply down her right arm, the glow around it turning a deeper red as it tasted blood again. Meanwhile, Beastboy stopped dead.
"Raven," he gasped, his keen senses picking up the overwhelming sense of blood. And not just any blood. Beastboy knew that scent, and it was powerful enough to snap him out of his trance. "Oh my God, Raven!"
Raven was about to reply when, suddenly, the dagger pulsed brightly and started humming with power. It was starving, craving blood so powerfully that it took on a life of its own. Someone would be dead soon, and it didn't care who.
The spark from Beastboy's eyes faded completely, and he lunged instantly. Raven was ready this time, and put up a shield between them. Beastboy attacked again and again, any form of rational thought gone from his mind. The dagger was in complete control of him, and there was no stopping it now. Raven expanded the shield to completely cover her in a black force field. She watched as the changeling lunged blindly at her, ramming over and over against her shield. The dagger was getting angry.
Trigon saw his opportunity, and he took it. He sent a powerful blast of magic at his daughter, breaking through her shield and stunning her, but also driving the dagger back. The silver knife shone angrily, and made a decision. Beastboy stopped moving and glanced down at the weapon in his hand. Slowly, he brought it up to his own chest, angled perfectly towards his heart. Raven lifted herself off the ground, shaking her head to try and clear it. A soft call drew her attention.
"Raven," Beastboy said, his voice a choked whisper and his eyes shining with unshed tears. "Help me, Raven."
Raven stumbled towards him and caught him as he fell. He stared into her eyes, unafraid. His expression was peaceful, trusting, and filled with love. He said nothing, and neither did she, but they held their gaze until the lights faded from his eyes. Beastboy was gone.
"You see, dear daughter," Trigon laughed. "This is what happens when you defy me."
The empath, who had been staring at Beastboy in shock, looked up slowly. "No."
Trigon laughed again. "No? You are pathetic, my daughter."
"No," Raven said again, louder this time. "You can't do this. I promised that I would destroy you, and I will keep that promise."
"How?" the devil's son smirked. "You can barely suppress the darkness within you. Above us, your last few friends are being slaughtered, and just look what lies in your arms. He is dead because of you. You caused this, my daughter, and no one else."
Raven didn't answer him. She didn't threaten him, or rise to her feat. She didn't even look at him; her gaze was fixed firmly on Beastboy's lifeless eyes. Her eyes flashed red and her power became pitch black. Dark magic rolled off of her in waves, creating a swirling black cocoon. Then, Raven screamed. The swirling sheets of magic turned into a solid wall of black power, which shot out in every direction.
The walls of the cavern began to crumble. Up on the surface, hundreds of demons fell dead. Robin, Cyborg, and Starfire, were hit with full force. The world was being torn apart. In the middle of the swirling vortex of power, Raven clutched Beastboy in her arms. She had stopped screaming and simply clung to him, her eyes closed tight and her body glowing with a black aura.
Trigon had a red shield around him, and watched happily as his daughter succumbed to the dark. Her power was still raging, and with every passing second she fell further under his control. But then, something caught his eye. In the middle of the power, right in the heart of the storm, a white light blazed.
"No!" Trigon cried out, recognizing the light. He summoned a great blast of power and shot it at where the white-clad Raven knelt. To his shock and horror, though, his magic was shot right back at him, the pure force expanding as it did so.
Raven had succumbed to nothing.
The white light spread out from where the empath was still stooped, flowing over the entire hell dimension. Trigon shouted out in pain and fury as, once again, the White Raven cast him away. Gradually, her power faded, and the empath opened her eyes. She looked down, and saw two bright green eyes blinking slowly back at her. Without a word, Raven stood and flew up to the surface with him still in her arms. She found her three friends, lying dazed and drew them all into her power. Raven flew straight for the portal that was opening before her, and finally, brought them all home.
