Hello! I was gone for a very long time cause of life but I'm back and I'm currently reworking and editing this story so please be patient with me as I go through the motions of life and get these to you and completely edited. Thank you!
In such a large city with such large buildings, nothing ever seemed out of place. In such a large city, no one would notice if anything was amiss. No one would recognize one building any different from the rest. And no one would certainly notice a tall, daring figure looming over a tower overlooking a popular restaurant for young and old. A restaurant he had been watching since the moment they had arrived.
Slade. A man of many sins. And it seems he would be a man of many more. He stood up top of a building filled with people oblivious to his existence, overlooking a popular pizza restaurant where he leered over a young, tantalizing demoness.
Raven. Now twenty and practically running the new titans was completely unaware of the dangerous man eyeing her from head to toe. Her once short, cropped hair was now long and slightly waved past her shoulders. Slade would often fantasize his lips upon her slender neck. His hands tangled in her midnight blue locks. She sat with her posture befitting a queen, her cloak resting on her shoulders, exposing her toned, yet delicate frame. Her breast were perky and gently moving with each breath she took. Something Slade had taken careful notice of whenever she spoke. Watching as they bounced against her skintight leotard whenever she walked. Slade's eyes trailed down past her small waist and to her supple hips. While Raven was small, her hips were not. They were something a man of primal urges couldn't ignore. They were a fantasy. A fantasy of hands gripping them as she withered and bucked ready to….
Clearing his throat, as if to ignore his own thoughts, Slade let his eyes wander down once more to her thick, toned, long ash-gray legs. By God, her legs were that of legend! Slade would be up for nights just thinking of every curve, every cut, and the tiny scar he was lucky to see on her perfect, flawless legs.
Slade glared at the crime-fighting demon as she sat at a pizza shop with a young Robin, Red Robin, Blue Beetle, Wonder Girl, Starfire, and Beast Boy, now known as Changeling. She sat between the two Robins with the patience of a Saint as they tried to fight each other over a slice of pizza. He practically snarled as the younger Robin slightly grazed her chest to attack the red one. "Soon, my sweet little bird" Slade whispered. A small smile played upon his hidden lips before lurking back into the shadows of the tall, forgettable buildings.
Raven sighed. Her patience with the young teens dimming with every word and action they took. Another easy mission has gone wrong because Damian couldn't play nice with his team. It was a bank robbery! Not like they were fighting an actual villain. It was just two guys in ski masks with fake guns and he goes after one of them with a sword! Raven just leaned back and calmly listened to her team bicker about the last few slices.
"I don't know why you want the pizza, Drake." Damian glared. "You know very well I do not eat meat but you wish to take the last slice of vegetarian pizza."
Tim scoffed and grabbed the greasy slice, picking off a mushroom. "I would take the meat lovers but Blue's scarab keeps on beeping at me when I reach for it." He glared at Jaime as he stuffed the slice into his mouth.
Jaime just shrugged as he grabbed the last meaty slice, "Don't blame me. The scarab just doesn't want its host to starve." He chuckled, biting into the greasy slice.
Raven rolled her eyes and stood at the table, "When you finish eating," Raven huffed, "We need to head back to the tower and discuss what happened. This mission was not a success. " Before anyone could speak, she left the table and walked to the exit.
Raven wasn't technically in charge of the Titans, but with Nightwing in Blüdhaven working on a case for his old mentor, she begrudgingly took the mantle for the time being. Out of all the Titans, Raven was the last to do anything with herself besides being a Titan. Her close friend, and brotherly figure, Victor had become a high-ranking member of the Justice League. He worked in the watchtower almost nonstop. He would occasionally call to check up but hardly visited. Starfire had started a modeling gig as Kori Anders. She would leave for weeks to far-off places for runway shows and photoshoots. It was rare for her to call when she was out, and Raven (to her own surprise) missed the girl talks they had. Donna was okay. But she was a warrior, not a Starfire. Beast Boy now went by the name Changeling when he was fighting crime. But when he put on his holo-ring, he became Garfield Logan. The sandy blond-haired college student with a large inheritance his parents left him. He was still the annoying dork she once knew, but like the others, he moved on...
And where was Raven? She was still a Titans, and nothing more. Still, the creepy goth girl who somehow made wonderful friends and fought the odds. But what was next? Should she make a normal life? Stop fighting crime? She had to stop at some point. The Justice League wouldn't take her. Maybe Justice League Dark? No. She couldn't trust John Constantine. Raven let out an exhausted sigh. Maybe it was time for her to start moving on too. She just turned twenty. No longer a teen so why was she still a Titan?
As Raven walked back to the tower, lost in thought, she didn't notice the dark shadow in the alley following her. It wasn't until a wave of strong emotions hit her, did she realize that someone was near her. But it was too late. The second she realized someone was there, the world had turned black. The last thing Raven saw was a single bright blue eye.
Then. Nothing.