Yeah, it's been a while. Sorry for the longest cliffhanger EVER! Wait, no. I think Avatar:TLA has got me beat. It took so long cause I wasn't even sure what i was gonna write next for this here chapter, even if I have just about everything plan out. I'm determined to finish this fic, but afterwards I'm not gonna write anything else for a while so all my other unfinish fics are canceled unless I decide to do otherwise. But I'd love to give someone the rights to Blooming Emotions. As in, i tell the the basic need-to-know stuff and then you write it to ur on accord. PM me if ur interested in that or have a question about something.
" 'For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in heavenly realms -- Ephesians 6:12' Hmm," Raven read the small sign to herself before pulling the door open to enter the book store. The store instantly warms her cold body. Even though New Years was a week ago, it still was as icy and cold as Christmas. New York just didn't have that California heat.
The book shop wasn't very big and there were hardly anyone there. Raven had to wonder why they even decided to open today. She wondered around the shelves for a while before a girl in a blue apron appeared.
"I'm May. Do you need help finding anything?"
"No, thanks. I'm just browsing," Raven replies and walks around to the other aisle. She pauses when she sees May on a stool organizing books on the higher shelf. She stood dumbfounded for a second, unable to comprehend how May got there so fast. The brown haired girl looks over at Raven and smiles. "Hi, you need anything?"
Raven caught a glimpse of her name tag and rolled her eyes. The girl on the stool name was April. They were twins.
Raven shook her head and made her way to the poetry section. Upon finding something interesting, she decided to go to the register. She pauses again when seeing a brown haired apron wearer behind the register.
"So are you April or May?" Raven smirked before handing the cashier her book.
"Neither. I'm June."
"Triplets, huh."
"Actually, our sister July is in the back," June joked as she rung up Raven's book. "Oh, our church gave us these little red bibles to sell for a quarter. Do you want one? It comes with a cross."
Raven walks in the apartment wearing her new silver cross necklace. It was way to quiet, so she looked around just to find Jack asleep with baby Chris.
"You know, if this wasn't such a Kodak moment, I'd be mad that you fell asleep again while watching Chris."
She took Chris out of his arms and Jack immediately jumped up. "I got him, go back to sleep," Raven said and went to her room. She placed him in his crib and kissed his forehead.
A loud thud exploded throughout the home. Feet pounded their way inside and the various sounds of crashes were heard as furniture were flipped over. A siren wails form the outside. Chris began to cry and yell. "Who the hell are you guys?!" came Jack's voice. More crashes, baby Chris wails louder. Despite all the noise, Raven stood frozen. All she could hear was her pounding heart. Her body shook and her fear filled eyes began to form tears. She wasn't sure what was going on, but she had a feeling that she was going to die.
Raven's door was kicked open and armed men in masks stormed in towards her. She snapped. Tears flowed from her eyes as she kick and screamed, trying to keep them away from her. She was trapped, but she didn't care. They didn't shoot her, and it didn't seem like they were going to. "No." One of them manage to grab her, but she kick him in between his legs and he fell down with a grunt. Another got her from behind, but she grabbed on to Chris's crib. "No! Get away! Get the fuck away from us!"
Her vision slightly blurred from the hot tears, she stares at her son. His face red from all his crying and unable to cry anymore he just kept yelling. The men pulled on her, dragging the crib slightly out of it's spot. "NO!" was her final cry before they knock her out.
Raven's eyes slowly flutters open and her head began to pound from a headache. She then jumps up in a panic. She franticly looks around the unfamiliar room. Her breathing quicken and she then realizes she wearing a black and pink see-through nightie. She hops off the sofa she was laying on and bolts for the door only to be stopped by the sound of his voice.
"Welcome home. My dear, sweet Raven."
"M-Michael! W-What are you. . .Where are we?!"
"Jump City, of course. I had them fly you back here. You like our new apartment?"
"Them? . . . You did all this! Who the hell where those men? What the hell are you doing this for? Why did you. . .Chris! Where's Chris? What did you do to my--"
"Lil' Ray, calm down. You might faint again," He said, casually wrapping his arms around her. She angrily pushed him away and hissed, "Answer me."
"The child of that ignorant boy is still in New York. And that's all I'm telling you."
"Take me back," she demanded.
"Raven, why do you refuse to love me?"
"Take. Me. Back."
"Why can't you just forget about that stupid boy and love me?" he yelled, taking hold of her shoulders and shaking her a little. He then lean toward her and attempted to kiss her.
"Get the hell off of me!" She slung him off her and he stumbled a bit backwards. She slapped him clean across his face before heading toward the door. He grabbed onto the nightie and pulled her back to him.
"Why can't you ever do the sensible thing?" he growled before she punches him. He trips her as tried to make a getaway. He swiftly kicks her in the gut and she rolls to her side. He stoops down beside to take a look at her. She turns towards him and spat in his face. She got up to her feet, just to get slap by Michael. She punches him a few times before he slammed her down to the floor. His nails dug harshly into her skin and she yelled out in pain. Michael started kissing her and bucked his hips into her. "I love you, Raven," he breathed out heavily.
"Ugh! Just stop it!" Raven cried out, flipping them so she was on top. She yanked her hands free and got off him. Kick his leg, missing her intended target, and ran to the next room. A girl was painting her toe nails as if nothing was going on, but when Michael came in after Raven, she ran out. Raven stood over a small pink and white crib. In it laid a baby girl.
"Shayla?" Raven gasp. "What is she doing here, Michael? What did you to Kree? Tell me what happen to Kree!"
"Raven, you need to calm down. Your fighting me for no reason. All I want to do is--"
She head butted him and they both fell the floor. Raven started to crawl to the door, but took hold of her ankle. She managed to kick him off and got up to her feet. She ran back into the living room, but he pushed her into a wall. He scratched her so hard she bled. She kicks him again and this time hitting her target. He steps back hunched over as she ran to the door. He chases her and grabs her arms. They struggle around the room for a bit before he swings Raven into the small wooden table. It broke under the impact and Raven's scream filled the air. He stared at her a moment, waiting for her to get back up for another round. When she didn't, he stooped down beside her. She was out. Alive, but out.
She coughed and a little bit of blood came out. Michael sighed and pick her up. Carrying her bridal style, he made his way to the bathroom. He turn the facet and water began to fill the bathtub. He gave her a soft kiss on the forehead and waited for the water to rise. He cut it off at the appropriate amount and took another look at the slightly bruised Raven.
"Kree's dead," he plainly stated before placing Raven, still in the torn nightie, in the bath. He walked out of the room just as the water tinted to a light pink.