Teen Titans: Randomness.........ess
HOLA!!! HI COOLIES!!! and everyone else who has read this story so far.........well this chapter is gonna be a bit different than the last two, it will be slightly comedy, and will not be in script style, see since this is a random fic, i could do this, so uh this chapter is about Raven, at a really cool castle place, and she alone will fight a bunch of bad people, and stuff! Oh its gonna be soooooo cool! And after this chapter ill go back to comedy, and after that, i will let you people tell me what i should write about (special chapter like this one) if you are confused, well uh okay, hi how are you? How about now? Well youll soon find out, im listening to Fiona apple, thinking about my squirly wrath! well okie, here it goes. OH and i decided to change the title of this chapter, it is now, instead of, "The Dark Demented World of Raven", it is....::drum roll:: oh and the * means that i believe i misspelled the word it is next to. (on the right hand side of the word)
Chapter 3: Raven Meets iL'Ange De Mort/i. (i believe that says, the angel of death :D )
It was a Sunday Night, the air was crisp, the night was lonesome, and Raven had but barely arrived to the Medival like castle, off of Tourniquet Whisper RD. Of course the place had been abandoned quite some time ago, after an incident with the past home owner--they believed it was haunted. Rumors that could fill an enitre book, spread around, leaving Raven with a bit of a caution towards her journey. Which was, locate the Ophera Amulet, said to be left by a young traveler who's family were nothing but past heros--also who held a mystic sword: The Sword of Destiny--combinning the elements of Fire and Water. Raven was not interested in finding the sword, all she wanted was the Ophera Amulet, which could help her control her psyhic powers even more than she could at this moment in her life.
After flying pass the Evergreen Forest, she finally landed to the great steel-like fence guarding the great medival fortress. She noticed two letters, an A on the left hand side, and a D on the other, this did not make sense to her, so she flew up--her cape flowed about, and she gave a slight jerk of her hands to send her flying right to the wooden door entrance. Cob-webs were everywhere, and the stone floor was full of leaves from near by trees. Before even touching the door, she placed her right hand on her forhead chakra symbol, concentrating on what she was going to accomplish, and concentrating on if anyone was in the castle--but felt nothing. With this assurance she grasped the cold steel ring attached to the door, and gently pushed open the door. Loud squeaking noises followed her as she opened the door, and closed it. The inside of the castle was very cold, all the walls were made with stone, but this is all she could see, there were no lights, closing her eyes she touched a wall to the right of her, and sent a pulse of energy through the walls, and she saw everything: Two stair cases, slightly making a curve going up to the upper floor, the floor was made out of wood, and there was a wall-colum type wall in the middle of the room. On the right side it lead to a room with a steel door on it--a dungeon entrance she thought. On the left side was another room with a regular wooden door attached. She sent another rush of energy through the walls and saw more, she saw candles hanging on the walls, with a rune enscribed on each one. She could not recognize what they were, yet.
Remorizing what the whole room looked like, she flew to her left, placing her left hand on the wall and feeling around for any candles, and she found one. Looking at it directly she thought, "iFolum, de wactres/i" and the candle puffed a little smoke, and a fire lit. It couldnt light the whole room of course, but it spread enough of its light to show Raven another candle. Raven lit it, and continued with all the candles; once all of them were lit, she flew to the bottom of the room, walking towards the wooden door, and kicking it open with a powerful strike.
"Goddess Diane to you I pray, please keep my eniemes at bay." Raven whispered to herself, and felt a strong breeze fly right pass her. She was surprised to see that this room was already well lit, quite distrubing to see in an abandoned place such as this. "Someone's here." She reached to her back pocket and pulled out a blade of somesort--it was inscribed with runes just like the candles, it showed, "Algeese*" a "y" like symbol with a line running thought the midde, vertically, the rune was for power, and another rune, "Berkana*" a greek-like "b" symbol, this rune was for concealment.
The room was vancant--there was nothing in it, only one huge candle-lit chandleer*, and a huge crimson-red carpet on the floor, with two black symbols of a A and a D.
Raven walked into the room--the door shutting immeditaly behind her, she grasped her athame tight, and continued walking in the room, she looked around and noticed nothing important, but a picutre with a woman--The woman was standing to her side as so you could only see her side, she was in the middle of a field, and she had a dress that was waving about. Raven admired the picture as it was so beautiful to her.
Raven continued to examine the room, and found a little lever next to the picture. The lever looked something like a bat wing, out-stretched--she pulled it down.
Clutching her athame, she walked towards an openning in the wall--the lever revealed it. Raven approched the openning and saw that it was another stair case, but leading straight upwards. She climbed the staircase keeping her left hand on the wall connecting to the steps, up and up she went, not knowing where she was going, but hoping that it would lead her to the Amulet.
As she continued climbing she was slowly getting images struck into her mind, by touching the wall, which had a different energy feeling to it, she was seeing all that had happen in the huge fortress:
iThe slaves who created it, the sweat and blood that was poured into creating the castle, the many servents, the first-time owners of the castle. The owners moving out, new owners moving in, then moving out, and then, the longest "memory", A young girl walking into the castle, feeling the textures of the wall, flying upwards in the entrance, and finding a secret passageway. Of course Raven thought it was her, but it was not. She paid more attention to the girl. The girl was about her age--maybe younger, she had jet-black hair, a bit different from Raven's, and this girl was wearing a long robe-like dress, that looked to be made of silk, but she something was different, way different about this girl. Raven could fly, but by the power of her psyhic mind, this girl was flying, with...wings.
They wings did not look like something you would see in a modern day religion's angel. Her wings were like bat wings with a horn-like figure at the tip of the very folding point at the wing. Soon she saw more, much more quickly: The girl grew into a fine young woman, about seventeen or eighteen years of age--something was happening, the girl was running up the stairs her wings appearing ever so quickly, she reached the top of the room, and flew straight into the air, she stared downwards and raised her arms, she created an orb, she threw it towards the ground, and--/i
Raven pulled her hand away from the wall, she was reaching the end of the stair case. She reached another wooden door, and opended it very carefully, it creaked and she made a few steps in right before...
"Who are you?" Said a womanly voice, of unkown orign. The room she was in was completely dark, she could not see anything, but...a window, a window far at the top of the room.
Raven did not answer, instead, she drew a rune symbol in the air: Thuresaws*(okay i think i really misspelled that) as she wispered to herself, "protection."
"Who are you?" Said the voice again, a powerful wind arose, and pushed Raven right into a wall.
Raven colapsed onto the floor, and felt a stingy sensation on her lower- left leg--she was bleeding.
"Who are you?" Said the voice again, but with a bit of an attitude when said.
"Raven...uh My name is Raven, and I am here to find the..." She started, but then thought if she told the mystic voice what she was doing there, she might get truely hurt, but she ignored that.
"To find the Amulet?" Asked the voice, and a swooping sound followed.
"Yes...The Amulet of Ophera." She responded, trying to find her Athame that she let go of as soon as she hit the wall.
"Ah...yes, are you looking for this as well?" The entire room lit with a rush of energy, and there she stood.
The woman that Raven saw in her vision, The woman with the pair of bat- like wings. She stood there, facing away from Raven, seeming to be staring at the window in the room. Her dress was the same as in Raven's vision, but of course she was different.
"My name is Katlin." The woman said, turning around and handing Raven her Athame and...the amulet. The woman looked as if she was about seventeen years old--she had the complextion of a teenager, and had a red liquid around the bottom of her eyes, the looked like she had been crying...blood, but the energy she was transmitting made her feel as if she was an old woman, confusing Raven.
"Hello Katlin." Raven simply responded. "I saw--" She stared.
"Yes, you saw me. I know."
"Who are you?" Raven asked.
"You will not believe me."
"Dont worry, nothing will surprise me."
"Funny..." Katlin started, "Did you see my wings?" She asked, and Raven nodded, Katlin looked down and two wings grew out from her back, her dress had a huge hole in the back, from past experiences with her wings. "Well...I am...The Angel of Death."
Raven gasped, and moved closer to her. "You were--why-why did you come here?" She asked, moving closer.
"My parents died when I was 12. They were murdered, and I was there where it happened, my fathers estate."
Raven looked down, as to show some respect towards her parents death, "What happened?"
"My father, apparently, was envolved with drugs, and well, one night ithey/i got to them. I still remember it like..." A red tear fell from Katlin's eye, and onto the ground.
iIt was rainy that day, I was in my room, looking out into the hallway. My parents had been arguing about the lack of electricity due to the strange weather. I curled up and started to cry, I hated to see them like that. The argument soon turned into a fight, and i began to see vases, picutres, and other of our home memeto's thrown at eachother, my mom and dad. Then, our doorbell rang, I stood up and walked towards my window to see who it was, then thats when i heard it. My mother and father, ran down stairs and answered the door then--They were shot. I shut my door, and locked it, i could hear them coming. Soon they started to bang on my door, and then...the door knocked down. They were two men, they grabbed me, threw me on the floor, one held me down, the other pulled out a knife, and carved a symbol into my forehead, thinking that i would die somehow from blood-loss, oh but I did the exact opposite--I lived./i
"So..." Raven started, looking up at Katlin.
"My life began when I...died." Katlin lifted her head, and gently pushed her bangs to the side, showing the dark-ebony color scar. "You see, when they carved this, I started my life as the iAnge De Mort/i"
Raven stared into the pentacle shaped scar, "The Angel of Death."
"I came here after I heard all of the rumors about this place, this was about five years ago; I knew there was really nothing here,...but only the Amulet and the Sword, that no one, could every find. I blessed this castle with the blessing of ever lasting life, and i kept the Amulet and Sword safe, knowing that if i just let anyone have it, there wouldnt be what we have today."
"Happiness?" Raven guessed.
"No...Life." Katlin out-stretched her wings, "The Amulet is yours, you may keep it, i trust you." Raven felt a jolt of energy flow in her.
"I know I came here for the Amulet, but...what about the sword, i mean, I could keep it safe for you, and you could leave this place, and maybe...evenge your parents death, who knows...even i could help." Raven said, smiling.
"No, i cant leave this place, it is under my guard,...but if i ever want to, you know, beleive me, ill let you know." Katlin smiled, turning away from Raven. "The sword is in the dungeon."
Raven stepped backwards. "Great, may i..."
"Yes." Katlin, lifted her right arm, "I've kept it heavily armoured, get ready, it wont be fun." Raven's athame flew from Katlin's hands, landing slowly in Raven's.
A dark aura formed around Katlin and Raven became dizzy, she blinked and found herself at the entrance room of the castle. Raven walked towards the dungeon door that she had seen when she first arrived, and held her athame tight--she felt something strange attached to it, it was a key. She took the key from the blade, slowly walked at the door, placing the key in its key-hole, and turned the key to the left, making a click sound, and unlocked it. She opened the door, and as soon as she did, she saw only two steps of a stair case going downward, and one candle perched on the wall.
iLassier le limiere braquer sur tous./i Said Katlins voice, wandering around the caslte. Raven turned behind her, but saw nothing, she turned back, and still saw nothing. "Was that a spell? In French?" Just then, the candle on the wall that she had seen, puffed into light, and then another, and another, down the stair case. "I gotta remember that one. Lassier le limiere braquer sur tous. hmm...seems simple enough." When she said that, the stair case blew a breeze of untaimed light downwards, lighitng everything.
Raven made it down the stair case, not touching the walls at all, she had seen enough for the day. Once she reached the end of the steps, she reached yet another door, and opened it. A rush of air and light flew through the room, and Raven saw something shimmering from afar. It was the sword, stuck in a statue of a man, holding it. Raven took one step into the room and the floor turned black. Thousands of armed men formed from the shadows, and they all equiped a sword from their sheath. Raven now believed Katlin when she had said that she kept the sword heavily garded.
All the men started to yell and they all started to run towards Raven; she didnt have much time to think, and let her mind take over. She held her Athame tight in her right hand, and the amulet in the other, and she walked foward. The men yelled like wild animals chasing after it's prey, Raven continued walking in the room, and she held up her Athame, sending the group of men around her, to fly off. She then stopped walking so fast, and decided to get rid of everysinge man in the room. The army continued to jump and attack her, the thousands of men had came to a stop--they were all ontop of Raven. With all her strength, Raven slowly lifted her Amulet, slowly creating a black and white energy field around her. It then grew. A bright light emmited from far beneath the crowded army of which seemed to stop all together, thinking that they had killed Raven, or to them, the little girl who wanted to take the sword and rid them of their sole purpose.
The energy field grew stronger, the mount hill of men began to rumble, one by one, the top layer of the "hill" began to disipate. The energy field grew stronger and much more bigger, and Raven...
"Saritum, ah, malevoutium...Saritum, ah, lefalevoutium!" Raven yelled, and in an instant, every single army men flew off and evaportated into nothing but dust. They all flew off, and Raven was there, floating in the middle of the room, with a inverted color energy field that surrouned her. She had the expression on her face like she couldnt take it anymore--she had no pupils on her eyes, she was holding her athame in a attacking position.
All the dust that was left of the once huge army, fell into a puddle of black light--it was the entrance to the deminsion of which the dead fell into.
Raven slowly floated to the ground, the energy field dissappeared, and Raven was back to her normal phase. She placed her athame in her belt buckle, and her amulet on her necklace. She walked to the sword, and said, "Release onto thee, whom was sent from L'Ange De Mort." The statue became alive, and let go of the sword, Raven picked it up immediatly, and took a step backward--and felt someone.
It was a hand. Covered in cloth, it was...She turned around and saw it-- the army was back.
"But...how?"
The one that was touching her, was Katlin, she had formed herself in the asteral state to warn Raven. "Raven, you did not thank the statue...you werent polite to the Army's General, the Army has been brought back to take back what was their once reason to stay alive. Use the sword, I can not stop them." She dissappeared, and Raven quickly held the Sword with both hands, and the army ran--they all ran again, they were getting closer and closer, and...
Raven lifted the sword and without any thought, they all flew back, Raven ran, she ran and was in the middle of the room--the army was forming from the shadows again. She Jumped in the Air, but it was of no use, they were flying out of the walls-they really wanted the sword back, she flew down, and struck the sword in the ground, all of the men on the ground flew up and hit the ceiling, blood poured from atop, Raven was getting worked up again, and she became her other self.
With eyes like the moon, she struck the men all at once, and held the sword uptight--they all flew off. She ran, closer and closer to the exit of the room, but once again the army grew from the shadows, she had enough--she jumped into the air, held the sword tight, thrusted it downward, with all of her mind, and her strength, she saw in her mind herself happy from the victory--she closed her eyes, and a powerful orb of unsual darkness flew downwards. She could hear the men screaming from the pain, she flew straight to the door, she flew out, it shut, she flew out of the castle, right though the gates, and looked back, a pair of eyes were looking out from a window--at the tallest tower. Katlin, L'Ange de Mort.
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Raven arrived home, and saw the rest of the titans in their pajama's eating popcorn with pickles, and watching the movie, "Pe We herman...and i forgot the title", she quickly walked to her room, but Beast boy stopped her.
"Hey, whats all that....ack blood on your clothes?!" He asked.
Raven walked close to him, and pulled out her Athame, leaning towards his face, "I was having some fun with a couple of...knives." Beast boy stared at her, he slowly walked away, Raven flew to her room, locking it right after, she pulled out the amulet, held it tight, and through her window looked out into the star-lit sky.
She met her, the one of whom she had always wondered was real, true, and powerful. She met Katlin, the Angel of Death.
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Alright it is done, i hoped you like it, and in the next chapter, which will be humor once again, ill put a poem that i made...i just dont have it with me, me comptuer erased everything, so i have to get it from my Fictionpress.com thingy, :The Angel of Death, Katlin.
bye now. ::gets up and mutters words::
Next chapter: Chapter 4: ...i dun know yet.
HOLA!!! HI COOLIES!!! and everyone else who has read this story so far.........well this chapter is gonna be a bit different than the last two, it will be slightly comedy, and will not be in script style, see since this is a random fic, i could do this, so uh this chapter is about Raven, at a really cool castle place, and she alone will fight a bunch of bad people, and stuff! Oh its gonna be soooooo cool! And after this chapter ill go back to comedy, and after that, i will let you people tell me what i should write about (special chapter like this one) if you are confused, well uh okay, hi how are you? How about now? Well youll soon find out, im listening to Fiona apple, thinking about my squirly wrath! well okie, here it goes. OH and i decided to change the title of this chapter, it is now, instead of, "The Dark Demented World of Raven", it is....::drum roll:: oh and the * means that i believe i misspelled the word it is next to. (on the right hand side of the word)
Chapter 3: Raven Meets iL'Ange De Mort/i. (i believe that says, the angel of death :D )
It was a Sunday Night, the air was crisp, the night was lonesome, and Raven had but barely arrived to the Medival like castle, off of Tourniquet Whisper RD. Of course the place had been abandoned quite some time ago, after an incident with the past home owner--they believed it was haunted. Rumors that could fill an enitre book, spread around, leaving Raven with a bit of a caution towards her journey. Which was, locate the Ophera Amulet, said to be left by a young traveler who's family were nothing but past heros--also who held a mystic sword: The Sword of Destiny--combinning the elements of Fire and Water. Raven was not interested in finding the sword, all she wanted was the Ophera Amulet, which could help her control her psyhic powers even more than she could at this moment in her life.
After flying pass the Evergreen Forest, she finally landed to the great steel-like fence guarding the great medival fortress. She noticed two letters, an A on the left hand side, and a D on the other, this did not make sense to her, so she flew up--her cape flowed about, and she gave a slight jerk of her hands to send her flying right to the wooden door entrance. Cob-webs were everywhere, and the stone floor was full of leaves from near by trees. Before even touching the door, she placed her right hand on her forhead chakra symbol, concentrating on what she was going to accomplish, and concentrating on if anyone was in the castle--but felt nothing. With this assurance she grasped the cold steel ring attached to the door, and gently pushed open the door. Loud squeaking noises followed her as she opened the door, and closed it. The inside of the castle was very cold, all the walls were made with stone, but this is all she could see, there were no lights, closing her eyes she touched a wall to the right of her, and sent a pulse of energy through the walls, and she saw everything: Two stair cases, slightly making a curve going up to the upper floor, the floor was made out of wood, and there was a wall-colum type wall in the middle of the room. On the right side it lead to a room with a steel door on it--a dungeon entrance she thought. On the left side was another room with a regular wooden door attached. She sent another rush of energy through the walls and saw more, she saw candles hanging on the walls, with a rune enscribed on each one. She could not recognize what they were, yet.
Remorizing what the whole room looked like, she flew to her left, placing her left hand on the wall and feeling around for any candles, and she found one. Looking at it directly she thought, "iFolum, de wactres/i" and the candle puffed a little smoke, and a fire lit. It couldnt light the whole room of course, but it spread enough of its light to show Raven another candle. Raven lit it, and continued with all the candles; once all of them were lit, she flew to the bottom of the room, walking towards the wooden door, and kicking it open with a powerful strike.
"Goddess Diane to you I pray, please keep my eniemes at bay." Raven whispered to herself, and felt a strong breeze fly right pass her. She was surprised to see that this room was already well lit, quite distrubing to see in an abandoned place such as this. "Someone's here." She reached to her back pocket and pulled out a blade of somesort--it was inscribed with runes just like the candles, it showed, "Algeese*" a "y" like symbol with a line running thought the midde, vertically, the rune was for power, and another rune, "Berkana*" a greek-like "b" symbol, this rune was for concealment.
The room was vancant--there was nothing in it, only one huge candle-lit chandleer*, and a huge crimson-red carpet on the floor, with two black symbols of a A and a D.
Raven walked into the room--the door shutting immeditaly behind her, she grasped her athame tight, and continued walking in the room, she looked around and noticed nothing important, but a picutre with a woman--The woman was standing to her side as so you could only see her side, she was in the middle of a field, and she had a dress that was waving about. Raven admired the picture as it was so beautiful to her.
Raven continued to examine the room, and found a little lever next to the picture. The lever looked something like a bat wing, out-stretched--she pulled it down.
Clutching her athame, she walked towards an openning in the wall--the lever revealed it. Raven approched the openning and saw that it was another stair case, but leading straight upwards. She climbed the staircase keeping her left hand on the wall connecting to the steps, up and up she went, not knowing where she was going, but hoping that it would lead her to the Amulet.
As she continued climbing she was slowly getting images struck into her mind, by touching the wall, which had a different energy feeling to it, she was seeing all that had happen in the huge fortress:
iThe slaves who created it, the sweat and blood that was poured into creating the castle, the many servents, the first-time owners of the castle. The owners moving out, new owners moving in, then moving out, and then, the longest "memory", A young girl walking into the castle, feeling the textures of the wall, flying upwards in the entrance, and finding a secret passageway. Of course Raven thought it was her, but it was not. She paid more attention to the girl. The girl was about her age--maybe younger, she had jet-black hair, a bit different from Raven's, and this girl was wearing a long robe-like dress, that looked to be made of silk, but she something was different, way different about this girl. Raven could fly, but by the power of her psyhic mind, this girl was flying, with...wings.
They wings did not look like something you would see in a modern day religion's angel. Her wings were like bat wings with a horn-like figure at the tip of the very folding point at the wing. Soon she saw more, much more quickly: The girl grew into a fine young woman, about seventeen or eighteen years of age--something was happening, the girl was running up the stairs her wings appearing ever so quickly, she reached the top of the room, and flew straight into the air, she stared downwards and raised her arms, she created an orb, she threw it towards the ground, and--/i
Raven pulled her hand away from the wall, she was reaching the end of the stair case. She reached another wooden door, and opended it very carefully, it creaked and she made a few steps in right before...
"Who are you?" Said a womanly voice, of unkown orign. The room she was in was completely dark, she could not see anything, but...a window, a window far at the top of the room.
Raven did not answer, instead, she drew a rune symbol in the air: Thuresaws*(okay i think i really misspelled that) as she wispered to herself, "protection."
"Who are you?" Said the voice again, a powerful wind arose, and pushed Raven right into a wall.
Raven colapsed onto the floor, and felt a stingy sensation on her lower- left leg--she was bleeding.
"Who are you?" Said the voice again, but with a bit of an attitude when said.
"Raven...uh My name is Raven, and I am here to find the..." She started, but then thought if she told the mystic voice what she was doing there, she might get truely hurt, but she ignored that.
"To find the Amulet?" Asked the voice, and a swooping sound followed.
"Yes...The Amulet of Ophera." She responded, trying to find her Athame that she let go of as soon as she hit the wall.
"Ah...yes, are you looking for this as well?" The entire room lit with a rush of energy, and there she stood.
The woman that Raven saw in her vision, The woman with the pair of bat- like wings. She stood there, facing away from Raven, seeming to be staring at the window in the room. Her dress was the same as in Raven's vision, but of course she was different.
"My name is Katlin." The woman said, turning around and handing Raven her Athame and...the amulet. The woman looked as if she was about seventeen years old--she had the complextion of a teenager, and had a red liquid around the bottom of her eyes, the looked like she had been crying...blood, but the energy she was transmitting made her feel as if she was an old woman, confusing Raven.
"Hello Katlin." Raven simply responded. "I saw--" She stared.
"Yes, you saw me. I know."
"Who are you?" Raven asked.
"You will not believe me."
"Dont worry, nothing will surprise me."
"Funny..." Katlin started, "Did you see my wings?" She asked, and Raven nodded, Katlin looked down and two wings grew out from her back, her dress had a huge hole in the back, from past experiences with her wings. "Well...I am...The Angel of Death."
Raven gasped, and moved closer to her. "You were--why-why did you come here?" She asked, moving closer.
"My parents died when I was 12. They were murdered, and I was there where it happened, my fathers estate."
Raven looked down, as to show some respect towards her parents death, "What happened?"
"My father, apparently, was envolved with drugs, and well, one night ithey/i got to them. I still remember it like..." A red tear fell from Katlin's eye, and onto the ground.
iIt was rainy that day, I was in my room, looking out into the hallway. My parents had been arguing about the lack of electricity due to the strange weather. I curled up and started to cry, I hated to see them like that. The argument soon turned into a fight, and i began to see vases, picutres, and other of our home memeto's thrown at eachother, my mom and dad. Then, our doorbell rang, I stood up and walked towards my window to see who it was, then thats when i heard it. My mother and father, ran down stairs and answered the door then--They were shot. I shut my door, and locked it, i could hear them coming. Soon they started to bang on my door, and then...the door knocked down. They were two men, they grabbed me, threw me on the floor, one held me down, the other pulled out a knife, and carved a symbol into my forehead, thinking that i would die somehow from blood-loss, oh but I did the exact opposite--I lived./i
"So..." Raven started, looking up at Katlin.
"My life began when I...died." Katlin lifted her head, and gently pushed her bangs to the side, showing the dark-ebony color scar. "You see, when they carved this, I started my life as the iAnge De Mort/i"
Raven stared into the pentacle shaped scar, "The Angel of Death."
"I came here after I heard all of the rumors about this place, this was about five years ago; I knew there was really nothing here,...but only the Amulet and the Sword, that no one, could every find. I blessed this castle with the blessing of ever lasting life, and i kept the Amulet and Sword safe, knowing that if i just let anyone have it, there wouldnt be what we have today."
"Happiness?" Raven guessed.
"No...Life." Katlin out-stretched her wings, "The Amulet is yours, you may keep it, i trust you." Raven felt a jolt of energy flow in her.
"I know I came here for the Amulet, but...what about the sword, i mean, I could keep it safe for you, and you could leave this place, and maybe...evenge your parents death, who knows...even i could help." Raven said, smiling.
"No, i cant leave this place, it is under my guard,...but if i ever want to, you know, beleive me, ill let you know." Katlin smiled, turning away from Raven. "The sword is in the dungeon."
Raven stepped backwards. "Great, may i..."
"Yes." Katlin, lifted her right arm, "I've kept it heavily armoured, get ready, it wont be fun." Raven's athame flew from Katlin's hands, landing slowly in Raven's.
A dark aura formed around Katlin and Raven became dizzy, she blinked and found herself at the entrance room of the castle. Raven walked towards the dungeon door that she had seen when she first arrived, and held her athame tight--she felt something strange attached to it, it was a key. She took the key from the blade, slowly walked at the door, placing the key in its key-hole, and turned the key to the left, making a click sound, and unlocked it. She opened the door, and as soon as she did, she saw only two steps of a stair case going downward, and one candle perched on the wall.
iLassier le limiere braquer sur tous./i Said Katlins voice, wandering around the caslte. Raven turned behind her, but saw nothing, she turned back, and still saw nothing. "Was that a spell? In French?" Just then, the candle on the wall that she had seen, puffed into light, and then another, and another, down the stair case. "I gotta remember that one. Lassier le limiere braquer sur tous. hmm...seems simple enough." When she said that, the stair case blew a breeze of untaimed light downwards, lighitng everything.
Raven made it down the stair case, not touching the walls at all, she had seen enough for the day. Once she reached the end of the steps, she reached yet another door, and opened it. A rush of air and light flew through the room, and Raven saw something shimmering from afar. It was the sword, stuck in a statue of a man, holding it. Raven took one step into the room and the floor turned black. Thousands of armed men formed from the shadows, and they all equiped a sword from their sheath. Raven now believed Katlin when she had said that she kept the sword heavily garded.
All the men started to yell and they all started to run towards Raven; she didnt have much time to think, and let her mind take over. She held her Athame tight in her right hand, and the amulet in the other, and she walked foward. The men yelled like wild animals chasing after it's prey, Raven continued walking in the room, and she held up her Athame, sending the group of men around her, to fly off. She then stopped walking so fast, and decided to get rid of everysinge man in the room. The army continued to jump and attack her, the thousands of men had came to a stop--they were all ontop of Raven. With all her strength, Raven slowly lifted her Amulet, slowly creating a black and white energy field around her. It then grew. A bright light emmited from far beneath the crowded army of which seemed to stop all together, thinking that they had killed Raven, or to them, the little girl who wanted to take the sword and rid them of their sole purpose.
The energy field grew stronger, the mount hill of men began to rumble, one by one, the top layer of the "hill" began to disipate. The energy field grew stronger and much more bigger, and Raven...
"Saritum, ah, malevoutium...Saritum, ah, lefalevoutium!" Raven yelled, and in an instant, every single army men flew off and evaportated into nothing but dust. They all flew off, and Raven was there, floating in the middle of the room, with a inverted color energy field that surrouned her. She had the expression on her face like she couldnt take it anymore--she had no pupils on her eyes, she was holding her athame in a attacking position.
All the dust that was left of the once huge army, fell into a puddle of black light--it was the entrance to the deminsion of which the dead fell into.
Raven slowly floated to the ground, the energy field dissappeared, and Raven was back to her normal phase. She placed her athame in her belt buckle, and her amulet on her necklace. She walked to the sword, and said, "Release onto thee, whom was sent from L'Ange De Mort." The statue became alive, and let go of the sword, Raven picked it up immediatly, and took a step backward--and felt someone.
It was a hand. Covered in cloth, it was...She turned around and saw it-- the army was back.
"But...how?"
The one that was touching her, was Katlin, she had formed herself in the asteral state to warn Raven. "Raven, you did not thank the statue...you werent polite to the Army's General, the Army has been brought back to take back what was their once reason to stay alive. Use the sword, I can not stop them." She dissappeared, and Raven quickly held the Sword with both hands, and the army ran--they all ran again, they were getting closer and closer, and...
Raven lifted the sword and without any thought, they all flew back, Raven ran, she ran and was in the middle of the room--the army was forming from the shadows again. She Jumped in the Air, but it was of no use, they were flying out of the walls-they really wanted the sword back, she flew down, and struck the sword in the ground, all of the men on the ground flew up and hit the ceiling, blood poured from atop, Raven was getting worked up again, and she became her other self.
With eyes like the moon, she struck the men all at once, and held the sword uptight--they all flew off. She ran, closer and closer to the exit of the room, but once again the army grew from the shadows, she had enough--she jumped into the air, held the sword tight, thrusted it downward, with all of her mind, and her strength, she saw in her mind herself happy from the victory--she closed her eyes, and a powerful orb of unsual darkness flew downwards. She could hear the men screaming from the pain, she flew straight to the door, she flew out, it shut, she flew out of the castle, right though the gates, and looked back, a pair of eyes were looking out from a window--at the tallest tower. Katlin, L'Ange de Mort.
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Raven arrived home, and saw the rest of the titans in their pajama's eating popcorn with pickles, and watching the movie, "Pe We herman...and i forgot the title", she quickly walked to her room, but Beast boy stopped her.
"Hey, whats all that....ack blood on your clothes?!" He asked.
Raven walked close to him, and pulled out her Athame, leaning towards his face, "I was having some fun with a couple of...knives." Beast boy stared at her, he slowly walked away, Raven flew to her room, locking it right after, she pulled out the amulet, held it tight, and through her window looked out into the star-lit sky.
She met her, the one of whom she had always wondered was real, true, and powerful. She met Katlin, the Angel of Death.
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Alright it is done, i hoped you like it, and in the next chapter, which will be humor once again, ill put a poem that i made...i just dont have it with me, me comptuer erased everything, so i have to get it from my Fictionpress.com thingy, :The Angel of Death, Katlin.
bye now. ::gets up and mutters words::
Next chapter: Chapter 4: ...i dun know yet.
