A/N: Hey all. I apologize for the short chapter. I wanted to post something and there wasn't a way I could continue this without it getting way out of hand, length-wise. So I had to stop it where I did. Sorry. I hope you still like it, though. If you do or if you don't, leave me a review. Let me know what you think of it. Because inquiring minds want to know.

By the way, the song in this would be Bye, Bye Blackbird, by Diana Krall. Gorgeously beautiful.

Raven watched from the front window as Beast Boy disappeared into the night. Already, she felt a little more alone than before.

Dinner was in full swing in the kitchen, though she wasn't in the mood to join them. She snuck up the stairs, making it halfway before she heard a voice at the bottom of them.

"Rachel?"

Raven turned, seeing Mary. "Hi."

"Don't you want something to eat?"

"I had a big meal at the mall. I'm just going to go up and study." Raven told her.

Mary frowned, not liking the idea. "All right. But you're eating breakfast in the morning, whether you like it or not."

"Yes, ma'am." Raven said, moving past the landing before Mary could say anything else.

She leaned against her door when she closed it, sighing. Tossing her backpack on the bed, she stared at the empty room. A tightness was behind her eyes, signaling another headache. All of her homework was already done; even with her little altercation in the library, she had finished everything. That left her with nothing to do but read the Grimault or stare into space.

She looked at the leather book with a feeling of disgust. The last thing she wanted to do now was read about the revenants. There was no new information in that book for her now about the creatures. She knew all she could about them, for now.

She switched on Terra's stereo, choosing the radio option and searching for something that would distract her for a bit. She stopped on and low and mellow voice, closing her eyes for a second.

Leaving the station on, Raven quickly changed into a pair of her pajamas, having no intention of leaving her room again for the night. She lied back on her bed, pushing her bag to the floor as she stretched out. She felt exhausted, though she hadn't done much today. Blaming it on her healing this morning, she closed her eyes, intending to rest for just a moment.

Raven nearly smiled as she smashed two rocks onto either side of Slade. He didn't yell or scream, caught in her dark energy as she slammed him into the floor and walls, sickening crunches reverberating through the cavern. He had no power here; he was merely a messenger for her father – she was the demoness! She was the only one with power here!

Slade, beaten and at her mercy just turned his head up to her.

"Look who's afraid of you now."

Raven turned to her friends, who were staring at her with mixed expressions of shock and fear. She had recoiled from these looks before, shame filling her as her friends looked at her.

"Raven?" Beast Boy asked quietly, stepping forward.

Tendrils of her energy shot out, enveloping her friends. She gasped, what was happening? This isn't how it went!

A hand landed on her shoulder and she stared up into Slade's face, unable to look away.

"This is what you were meant for. To serve me. To bring this to your world." He told her, gesturing at her friends.

Raven dragged her eyes back, finally realizing that the tendrils weren't coming from her, but from the shadows that slithered across the floor slowly. As they passed, the rocks were leeched of color, fading to a sick grey. The shadows got closer and closer to her friends.

"No!" She yelled, finally able to move. She fired her powers at the revenants, because that's what the shadows were. Her bolts bounced away from them uselessly, gouging holes in the granite, but leaving no mark on the shadows.

One by one, her friends started to scream. They were the most pain filled sounds Raven had ever heard. Every one of them begged for her to help them and she tried. She tried so hard. She used up more energy than she could possibly have had, She tried to burn them, slice them, lift her friends away from them, but it was all useless. She couldn't save them.

The screams began to disappear, cut off with wet sounds. A crunching sounded, snaps and the tear of flesh the only noises, save one.

Beast Boy was the last one left, crimson stains covering his green skin. His eyes were wide as he stared at her.

"Help me!"

How she wished she could. Tears falling down her face, she tried to save him. She fell to her knees when he stopped calling for her, knowing what the silence meant.

The ground before her was covered in trails of blood. All that was left of the Titans.

Slade knelt in front of her. She didn't even have the energy to glare at him. She just raised red-rimmed eyes to him.

"There is no alternative, Raven. You know that. One way or another, you'll cause this." He told her.

She didn't answer.

The revenants loomed up behind Slade, not attacking, just waiting. She couldn't bring herself to look at them, choosing the mask of her enemy instead.

"There's no way to escape this."

Slade reached up his hand to the bottom of his mask and Raven heard a latch click. She watched, entranced as he slowly began to pull his mask away from his face.

Slade lowered it. Instead of his face, there was only another revenant staring back at her from Slade's suit. She was able to scream just once as it leapt towards her with a monstrous shriek-

Raven gasped, sitting straight up in her bed. Tears were pouring down her face and she couldn't stop shaking. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to slow her breathing.

It was dark in the room and there was the sound of Terra breathing deeply. Raven looked over to the clock on Terra's desk- 2:35 am. She must have fallen asleep for longer than she wanted. Raven rubbed her eyes, willing herself to stop crying.

She shivered, realizing suddenly that she was absolutely freezing. She burrowed beneath her blankets, curling up into the tiniest ball she could manage.

There is no way she would let the revenants and Slade win. Absolutely not. Besides, it had only been a dream, nothing more. Together, with her friends, they'd keep Slade from even getting close to summoning the revenants. They'd win, just as they always did.

Despite her position and the time of night, Raven's eyes remained wide open, the occasional shudder running down her small frame. When the sun finally rose, Raven rose with it, having barely slept at all.

Her morning shower wasn't soothing or relaxing. She jumped with every noise and all the shadows looked ominous to her. Her shoulders were tense all the time, leaving her on edge.

Raven stepped out quickly, looking in the mirror. Even with a holographic appearance, she looked haggard. Her eyes were bloodshot and a little swollen, the shadows beneath them deep and dark. She touched them softly.

She turned her back on her reflection, too tired to care or even consider finding makeup to cover up the shadows. Padding quietly back to her room, she pushed the door open.

The sun had been rising through her shower, but her room wasn't very bright. She was tired and stressed and not as observant as she should have been. A figure moved in the shadow by the door, having been standing behind it.

Raven flinched away from him violently, gasping. The figure froze, holding up his hands.

"Rae?"

Beast Boy stared at her, clearly worried as she tried to calm her breathing. She moved over to her bed, which was disheveled from her restless night. She sat on the edge, holding her head in her hands. Beast Boy followed her, eyes shadowed and a thick wave of moss green rolling off of him.

"What's wrong?" He asked, keeping his voice quiet for the still sleeping Terra.

She rubbed her eyes, annoyed that her fingers were trembling. "Nothing."

"Raven, your heart is pounding like crazy. What happened?"

He wouldn't drop it unless she answered him honestly. "I really don't want to talk about it. Please." The last word wasn't much more than a whisper.

He stared at her, his eyes still somehow looking green even while he was wearing the ring. Raven avoided his gaze, willing her hands to stop shaking and her heart to stop beating so hard.

When she was feeling slightly more in control, she looked at Beast Boy, who had sat next to her on the bed.

He looked just as bad as she felt. His hair was unruly and clearly not combed. His eyes were sunken in and he looked as if he hadn't slept all night.

"You look tired." He told her.

"So do you."

Beast Boy shrugged, "I was out running patrols all night. What's your excuse?"

"Couldn't sleep." She answered. A small knot had relaxed in her shoulders now that he was back. She had grown used to him being around and with her dream last night…it would have been nice if he had been there.

With the thought of her dream, the images of what happened to him beneath the teeth of the revenants flashed through her mind, making her blanch and shudder.

Beast Boy, whose frown had only just begun to fade, touched her back, "Seriously, what's going on?"

She shook her head, squeezing her eyes shut tightly, as if the image could be pushed out of her head. "Nightmare. Just a very, very bad nightmare."

Beast Boy chuckled softly, "You too, huh?"

Raven glanced up at him, surprised.

"There's some scary stuff going on. It's okay to be afraid." He told her.

"What was yours about?" She asked.

The colors flickered too quickly for her to catch them, but then Beast Boy grinned. "Cyborg broke the GameStation. Permanently. I could never play ever again. You?"

He was clearly lying, but it had been a very personal question to ask him. She let it slide, figuring he wanted to talk about it as much as she did. She played along, still feeling a bit better.

"Odd. I had the exact same dream." She said quietly.

"Scary stuff, right?" His smile was only a bit forced.

"Terrifying."

Beast Boy still hadn't taken his hand from her back. It warmed her a bit; she never had chased away the coldness that had stuck with her after her dream. As if he had read her mind, he moved his hand away, sitting back against the wall. She ignored the sudden hollowness in her stomach, choosing instead to reach across him to get the Grimault. She hadn't read at all last night. Maybe there had been something she had missed. Something that would keep her nightmare from coming true.

Seeing what she was going for, Beast Boy picked the book up and passed it to her. His wrist brushed her fingers and he flinched, taking the book away.

"What-" She was about to ask, still going after her book.

"Geez, Rae! You're freezing." He grabbed the comforter from the tangle at the end of her bed, tugging it around her shoulders. His arm somehow managed to find its way around her shoulders as well, keeping the comforter in place.

"My book?" She asked.

Beast Boy shook his head, "Forget it. Ignore that thing for a bit. You don't need to be reading it all the time. You need to keep from getting sick. You can't get healed up and then give yourself a cold."

"What am I supposed to do, then?" She asked him, a bit coolly. She didn't like sitting and not being productive.

"Try relaxing, Rae. It's actually pretty nice." He told her before falling silent.

She sighed, staring at the floor. The rays of the rising sun were just beginning to climb up the wooden floorboards, giving the room a lighter glow. Beast Boy's arm around her forced her to lean a bit sideways, into him, in order to get comfortable. Against her will, Raven felt her eyes begin to droop, the warmth and comfort she was feeling chasing away the frost from her nightmare.

Without realizing, and without meaning to, Raven's head dropped to the side, leaning on a warm and solid shoulder. Quite unintentionally, she fell asleep.