Chapter 1

(Raven)

The black magic was spinning around me, after a minute, it slowed down and the magic disappeared bit by bit. I took a breath and smiled crookedly, I was home.

I looked up to see the Titans Tower. The tower that I was away from for at least five whole years, but...

I frowned and looked around in disbelief. where am I?

I was in a narrow street, the smell of garbage and hamburgers leftover disgusted my nose. People came and went quickly with heavy raincoats and without looking at anyone, drowned in their problems.

I looked around; Tall and short buildings with faint lights flickering inside, the sound of cars crashing and loud police sirens, the smell of drizzle, the dark sky, and a large signal idol reflected on its clouds ... My God, I'm in...

The voice of a boy in a torn clothes whom was selling the newspaper was raised, "Gotham News! Gotham News! how did Bane escaped from Arkham and how did Batman stopped him... Gotham News..."

Gotham? What was I doing in Gotham? I was confused, my brain was empty of any thoughts, and the sounds of extravagance became louder and louder. Until a bright light began to shine from my left side and my eyes were blind.

I took a step back to see what it was, but someone grabbed my cloak and pulled me back firmly, "watch out!"

As I was pulled back, a truck passed fifty inches away from me, and the sound of its horn, a painful bell rang in my ear.

I was thrown firmly to the ground, holding my bag in my arms. From the contact of my body with the wet and cold floor of the street, a tremor wrapped around my body.

The man who had saved me came to me, "I'm sorry I had to radiate it like that, the truck was close..."

I interrupted him and asked in a trembling voice, "Where am I?"

What a ridiculous question, what a ridiculous question, what a ridiculous question, why did I ask him when I knew the answer?

The man looked at me in a strange way, "you're in Gotham. How are you here and do not know where you are?"

I whispered, "I do not know."

I looked at him; he was thin and attractive, with his brown eyes subverting my face and body. My dark blue cloak was soaked from the wetness of the ground.

He seemed to have lots of questions; Why is this girl wearing a long cloak, what was she doing in the middle of the street, how is she here and does not know where she is, maybe she is mentally ill, should I call the police or the emergency?

I slowly stood up and took my little bag. As I walked away from the man and his penetrating gaze, I turned on my phone. I have to call Hensley, what did she do? she was supposed to send me to San Francisco, not Gotham ... she knows why I should not be at Gotham...

I called her and waited. The bells were ringing louder and louder, but no answer was heard. I called again, again, again, again...

Damn it.

I let out my breath. my magic is not yet strong enough for me to teleport. I have to behave like an ordinary human being. Ordinary girl and strange clothes.

I asked a smoky and nervous looking woman the address of the taxi center. It was far, far away. I knew Gotham more or less. I had come here with him two or three times. But we had never been to this neighborhood before.

I started walking towards the center. God knew when I would get there.

But it wasn't all bad, at least I could get lost in my thoughts and not be distracted. As for why I'm Gotham now, Hensley is one of the most powerful witches I know, and she should not be mistaken for a simple spell. At least I made it in a piece.

But maybe ... maybe she did make a mistake. I myself made mistakes in performing a spell a thousand times and it got really ugly. Of course, more advanced spells, not teleport.

I miss Dick and Kori. I had the time to tell them I'm leaving, but to him…

I was pulled away from my thoughts by the voice of a little girl, "Ma'am?! Madam, you buy a newspaper?"

I glanced at her dirty face and sloppy hair. I whispered, "I have no money, but I have a sandwich."

Her small black eyes shone, "How many?"

I glanced inside my bag, "three."

she said, "All three of them, one newspaper."

I pulled out the three sandwiches Hensley made me before I leave with no words, I passed them to the girl and she gave me a newspaper.

She ran to her friends with a cheerful smile on her lips.

I wanted to put the newspaper in the recycling bin, but I looked at the photo of the method. Bane and Batman. I read the title: Saved Again.

It was a long article about a war between Bane and Batman that allegedly happened a few hours before I got to Gotham. It was as if Bruce had invented a new formula for Bane which is way more affective on him.

I looked at the last photo, Bane was twisting Bruce's arm and shoulder, and Bruce was shouting in pain. I hope he's not that hurt ...

A voice from the bottom of my brain told me to go to Bruce. He takes me to San Francisco easily, maybe he gave me one of his jets… but no. I cannot see Bruce right now, not after what I did to his son ...

I tucked the newspaper in my bag and continued on my way. Gradually, the street lights went out and the cold wind blew in the street. I looked around, there was no one. I turned around…

The blood froze in my veins. I forgot to breathe and I all I could do was to stare at the creature standing in front of me.

The creature smiled wickedly and without opening his mouth, I heard his scary voice, "Sister..."

My hands were shaking, but I had to control myself. My magic may be weak, but I practiced. Hensley taught me what to do, I should not be afraid.

I frowned and threw a big dark magic at him.

But he was no longer there. My breath was getting faster, I had fought them before, but ... five years ago they started to grow stronger, stronger than ever. Until they… what they did to Kori...

I shed my tears. I wanted to run to the center so that I might get there sooner. I turned and the red magic threw me firmly against the wall. I felt a little bit of plaster and raw Roman wall and pain in every cell of my body, my hands started shaking with fear and when did I became so weak?

He stared at me with his full black eyes. His skin was red and wrinkled and her four half-long horns made me sick. He opened his mouth and his short, sharp teeth gleamed in the darkness of the street, "Your father summoned you, sister. If you do not want him to be harmed ... If you do not want that friends of yours..."

I got up from all that dirt and stones and shouted, "Azarath Metrion Zinthos!"

The black crows got up from my magic and attacked my father's Hyburn. The ravens surrounded him and gave me the time I need.

I picked up bag and started running, ignoring the pain in my back and head. My ears were ringing in pain and my soul was screaming in fear.

Suddenly I saw another one. I stopped so fast that I hit the ground hard.

He laughed at my pettiness, "Sister ... do not be stupid ... father is calling you..."

I whispered, "Shut up." I sent dark magic to him and wanted to escape from another side, which there was another one them...

I could feel the trembling all over my body. I turned to run from behind but...

Each direction I turned, one of them was there. They surrounded me, but didn't come close. In a weak voice I wanted to cast a spell, I wanted to teleport, I wanted to do a damn thing and be able to save over myself. What was wrong with me?!

A shadow on the street floor slipped like a basilisk and approached me, I tried to get away from it, but his Hyburns surrounded me. The basilisk like shadow rose from the ground and faced me, showing his hideous red eyes. He mumbled, "My daughter..."

I imprisoned him, I imprisoned him, he is still in the stone, he is still in the stone. That damn thing is still in the stone on my forehead!

I got up from the ground and shouted, "Damn it, you are not real!"

I wanted to make a magic blast when one of his Hyburns hit me hard in the abdomen. Before I knew it, I was in pain. Deadly pains.

It was as if molten stone knives were being thrust into my body. I screamed in pain. Tears filled my whole face. Why can't I do something ...

Seconds have become years. I was out of breath and my body was on fire. I was afraid to breathe; I was afraid ...

I heard the voice of Trigon next to my ear, "this is the calamity that we bring upon your friends. But they cannot stand like you because they are not half demon. First Dick, then Kori, Jaime, Garfield, then the boy..."

I screamed, "SHUT UP! Enough, Enough!"

My face was soaked with tears and rain; I didn't even realize it was starting to rain. Evil laughter all wrapped around my head and ears and I cried.

I could feel the warmth of blood on my stomach. I wish I died; I wish one of them would finish me right now and I could die ...

All the Hyburns were hurting e with their dark magic and I was getting closer to a deep sleep ... a sleep full of pain, a sleep full of blood ...

The sound of lightning was getting louder and louder. I wanted to close my eyes when I saw a few small, familiar smoke bullets swarming around me.

Within seconds, everything was dark and dull, air was filled with dark smoke. So much that even cats and snakes could not see anything. My father's Hyburns howled, and Trigon disappeared.

A strong manly hand covered in a black glove held my hand tightly and pulled me out of the smoke.

I closed my eyes tightly so that the smoke would not hurt my eyes. But with the feeling that I was now hugging a man in the air, I opened my eyes sharply.

Soon we were in the sky and raindrops were tickling my face and cool my body.

I could fly before I lost my powers, flying at high speed was normal for me, but this is way scarier, maybe it's because someone else is flying and I'm just in his arm and if I fell, I die. Fear had silenced my whole brain and intellect.

I wanted to scream when the hand that had saved me landed firmly on my mouth and suffocated me.

I started kicking and scrambling when a half-familiar voice rang in my ear," Calm down for two seconds, my arm hurts and I let you die."

This sound ... I was startled by the surprise that the man finally slowed down. The rain had us wet. He stood next to the sidewalk, where there was no one, not a single person, and dropped me to the ground.

Without the slightest glance at me, he passed me and walked towards the Batmobile, which was proudly parked under a bridge.

My legs were shaking with fear and weakness, I kept myself straight so that I would not fall to the ground. I covered myself, my cloak was half torn up by the Hyburns. I slowly looked around the corner.

I knew who he was. He knew that I know. I knew he knew I knew.

Slowly I turned around. With each step he approached, his height cast more and more shadow over me. His Bat costume was new. Which is characterized by the ability to fly. His dark mask covered most of his face and nothing could be detected...

I didn't recognize him either. I had seen him in the newspaper and I really thought he was his father. The two are so similar...

He whispered in a hoarse voice, full of sarcasm: Hello Raven. long time no see...?

I looked into the eyes that were greener than emerald and hid behind the mask and mumbled: Damian...