"You cause so much trouble." Raven began, tossing Death a piece of fruit. "The Titans are all arguing and they can't tell if you're real or not. If you get discovered, they'll make you leave Death. I don't want you to leave."
Death cooed as if to comfort her, and brought Raven her diary. It was dry, and Raven opened it to the first page, bringing back a flashing memory.
"Happy birthday, Raven." Cyborg said, hanking her a package wrapped in black with skull printed paper. She smiled and opened it, revealing a hard cover, leather bound book. She flipped though it, and looked at him.
"A blank book?" she asked, looking confused.
"Its for your thoughts. Like...a journal..or-"
"A diary. Thank you Cyborg."
That was almost two years ago. Raven sighed, and began reading to Death from the first entry. He liked to be read to.
"Cyborg must think I'm an idiot. I didn't understand what I would do with a blank book. A journal or a diary, he said. I don't have much to write right now. I've never kept a diary before...Maybe this will become a valuable asset. Maybe later I'll think of more to write."
Death cooed again to encourage her to go on. Raven began reading again, unknowingly feeding Death her thoughts...her feelings....her emotions.
"Beast Boy is so stupid...Robin works us too hard...Birthday Party for Stafire...Blackfire is so cool...STAY OUT OF MY MIND!
Doctor Light...Don't lose control...Hate her...Can we trust Terra?...Kidnapping Beast Boy...Robin.."Betrayed us, forced to work for Slade...Why won't they just leave me alone?!..It's never quiet here...Cyborgs "baby" got totaled...Starfire never shuts up...I don't like the mall..."
Death cooed as if to comfort her, and brought Raven her diary. It was dry, and Raven opened it to the first page, bringing back a flashing memory.
"Happy birthday, Raven." Cyborg said, hanking her a package wrapped in black with skull printed paper. She smiled and opened it, revealing a hard cover, leather bound book. She flipped though it, and looked at him.
"A blank book?" she asked, looking confused.
"Its for your thoughts. Like...a journal..or-"
"A diary. Thank you Cyborg."
That was almost two years ago. Raven sighed, and began reading to Death from the first entry. He liked to be read to.
"Cyborg must think I'm an idiot. I didn't understand what I would do with a blank book. A journal or a diary, he said. I don't have much to write right now. I've never kept a diary before...Maybe this will become a valuable asset. Maybe later I'll think of more to write."
Death cooed again to encourage her to go on. Raven began reading again, unknowingly feeding Death her thoughts...her feelings....her emotions.
"Beast Boy is so stupid...Robin works us too hard...Birthday Party for Stafire...Blackfire is so cool...STAY OUT OF MY MIND!
Doctor Light...Don't lose control...Hate her...Can we trust Terra?...Kidnapping Beast Boy...Robin.."Betrayed us, forced to work for Slade...Why won't they just leave me alone?!..It's never quiet here...Cyborgs "baby" got totaled...Starfire never shuts up...I don't like the mall..."