DISCLAIMER: Blah blah blah, you all know I don't own Teen Titans and which charactors I do own.

Sorry jakerok, but this chapter is dramatic and has lots of romance. This chapter seems like it belongs in a soap... Oh well

At first I was going to write a squel to this story, then I wasn't. Now I don't know if I should, I want to do one, but I won't be able to update it every other day. And if I do write one, it'll take me a few days to get a idea and a few more to post the first chapter. But what do you guys want?

CHAPTER 10

Azar

Azar started glowing black, and Mommy flew against the wall hitting her head hard against the stone wall, a small pool of blood slowly started to form around her head.

That moment played over and over in Raven's mind. Raven roared 'Azar'. The red cloaked Raven, pulled up her hood over her head. She whispered, "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos," and disappeared, a large image of a black raven expanded and 'cawed' then disappeared also.

"Am I missing something?" Beast Boy asked, Cyborg looked around, the place was completely empty (beside the bodies of mashed up robots). It was a 'gift' from Michael, the scattered broken bodies of robots. Though there was no Slade in sight.

Raven reappeared in the office of Azar, the same room that is inside the big, white, unfriendly room. The room Raven's mother died in 15 years ago.

Azar sat on the same pillow she sat on 15 years ago behind the same low table, on the other side was the same pillow that Arella sat on 15 years ago. Raven hated this room beyond all imagination. As if it was the room that caused Arella's death, not the now old woman sitting on the blood red pillow, looking at Raven like some expected guest than her killer-to-be. "Raven," Azar said pleasantly, "Please sit down. Long time, no see," She said rising. She acted on the outside as if Raven was some long lost star pupil of hers, not some crazy lunatic that committed murder here some three or so years ago now transformed in demon. She also knew she craved blood, and guess that she transported herself into her office only made it seem obvious that she craved Azar's blood.

"You fucked up bitch will pay for what you did," Demon Raven growled and started performing the movements of the powerful shockwave. Azar simply held out her right arm and a black energy shield was formed and blocked the powerful attack. Azar might appear old and fragile on the outside, but she was the ruler of Azarath for a reason. She was filled with a seemingly endless amount of power and never somniferous. A major attack would drain a normal person about 20% but barely drain Azar. She reached out a hand and Raven braced herself and was ready to dodge or make an energy shield. Azar sent Raven flying into the wall, a little harder than necessary to make her point, but it worked none the less. Azar had pinned Raven up against the wall, Demon Raven tried struggling but it was no use. Azar walked over to Raven, keeping the same pleasant voice she said, "Raven, I don't want to fight. I want just to talk," Raven struggled more, growling, then looked Azar straight in the eyes, "Maybe I don't want to talk,"

Azar placed her finger tips lightly on Raven's cheek, and sighed a sorry sad kind of sigh. It was so short and brief, but so full of disappointment, "You, the daughter of Trigon the Terrible and Arella of Earth," She sighed again, "You look so much of your mother, but you have the temper of your father. I am sure you are familiar of the story of your mother and father, am I correct?" Azar asked but not waiting for an answer, "Yes, I know you are. I am just babbling on to myself. Anyhow, when I first learned of you I was overjoyed at this. I was the one that found your mother and took her as you know; sadly she didn't want her child attending 'freak' lessons..." Azar paused, "I think that is how she put it. Your mother was very odd, pardon me, but she spent her whole life searching for the darkness, and when it found her she discarded it," Azar removed her fingers from Raven's cheek and turned around, folding her arms in the long shelves of her black cloak, "Humans are odd creatures like that, they search there whole lives searching and searching for something, sometimes stupid or vain but discard it when it involves major change to their simple lives.

"I know you remember when you were barely one year of age, I know you saw me murder your mother, I know you seek for my blood and will go to the ends of the earth for it, you are senseless and stupid when you are in demon form," Azar chuckled slightly, "How remarkable that you and your father are the same, though his reason for my blood is slightly different than yours. You see Raven," Azar said turning back towards Raven, "Your mother hated this place like most mortals do, it depresses them. She didn't want you here, and she was quiet forceful about it too..." Azar drifted off for a second for two as if remembering something, "But, I knew if you weren't trained here you would never grow up and have a 'normal life'. You'd turn into a killing machine and be lost to the darkness forever, and such a strong and powerful soul like yours, I just can not let that happen, so Raven," Azar sighed again, "I admit I killed your mother, and there is nothing to be done about it now. I took away her life for yours to bloom, and I guess I must do the same also."

Raven's eyes widened, Take away her life? What is she going to do? Raven's heart pounded and mind went slightly crazy, she was pinned and useless and Azar was talking mumbo-jumbo.

Azar placed one finger on Raven's heart and started to glow. Azar's long gray hair flew crazily. Slowly the evil in Raven's soul slowly started to melt away, she's purifying me! She's going to fucking kill her self doing that! "Azar!" Raven called out, but Azar just raised a finger to Raven's lips, looking up at Raven with her glowing back eyes. A small tear escaped out the corner of Azar's eye as her life was slowly being drained, the small tear slowly rolled down Azar's cheek. By the time it dripped off on to the ground, Azar had finished purifying Raven back to neutral. "Good-Bye," she whispered as she collapsed, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. Raven dropped down to her knees and hugged Azar's limp, dead body crying into it. No! I wanted to kill you and you kill yourself purifying me, damn you Azar!

A hand rested on Raven's shoulder, Raven lifted her red blotchy face and was staring up at Michael's face. But, Michael wasn't wearing the usual black clothing. He had large black feathery wings and dressed in a long black robe, Raven looked into the hood. His face was still there, but paler and deader looking, and his bright blue eyes: dull and lifeless. "Michael," Raven whispered, "What happened to you?" Raven said standing up.

"Look," Michael sighed and fidgeted, "I'm not just some normal person that bumped into at Dark Soul's Café. It's like some curse...I'm supposed to hunt out the soon dead and follow them around so the feel loved before they die." Raven's mouth was agate and her eyes were slightly narrowed as if to see if he was lying or not, Well, obviously he has some power he transported here, and the wings... "You're a death angel, aren't you?" Raven asked quietly, Michael nodded, "That why Lindsay-...." Raven stopped and looked up at him, tears starting to fill her eyes, "You never liked me! It was some act, just take the freaking body and leave then," Michael placed another hand on Raven's shoulder, "Look, I was only doing my job," Raven narrowed her eyes, "But, then it turned into something else... Raven I do like you, a lot. You're different than any other girl I ever met before," Raven looked down and slightly blushed some, Michael I like you too, "I want to be with you, but that would mean you'd have to die, and I can't let you die. I tried though, but it was my 'sister' as you know her Emily that showed you the warning signs of Starfire's death. But, you see, Starfire was never supposed to die, not for another fifty years. Just a plot of mine to for you to use too much power and die, evil I know it sounds..." Raven half nodded, "But, I know you feel the same about me,"

Raven leaned in so his face and hers where only a few inches away from his, "I do like you, a lot," a crystal tear slowly rolled down her face and she leaned in and gave Michael a kiss on the lips. Not to passionate, just to say good-bye. Michael rapped his arms around Raven, she pulled away slightly blushing. One of the red pillows glowed black for a second then exploded, Nice move Raven, Raven thought to herself. Michael just smiled and leaned in for another kiss, Raven returned it. After a few seconds, they pulled apart both in need of air, "Good-Bye Raven," Michael said quietly, "Bye," she said quietly as Michael scooped down and lifted Azar's body and vanished. Raven collapsed in a red pillow,

This whole thing confuses me, I was basically love sick for Robin. But when Michael was around all I thought of was him. Do I even like Robin anymore? Was he just a fill in? Was he just filling in the nothingness of my soul? So many questions that I can't even answer myself. Aquilus was the one that first made me feel feeling for Robin, right? Or was it true and the crush brunt it's self out? Raven touched her lips softly remembering the event of just a few minutes ago, Screw you fate, why did I have to meet Michael? Every love I ever have never works out, and finally someone who likes me back and he's a death angel, great.

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