Well, it's 1:09 AM, and I'm ready to write a sequel!! Bear with me, as I am very sleepy (Snore)

So, thanks to all of my new and returning fans for checking out the sequel to 'A Raven's Song'. If you haven't read it, then I suggest you do, because you won't know what the hell is going on.

I hope that all of my old fans were able to find the story, 'cause I don't want to leave them hangin'.

Here are the basics for new fans:

I update fast

I curse a lot

I like to use songfics

I allow reviewers to send trained assassins for me to fight in author's notes

Preps scare me

I have a were wolf named Jax

I can bake giant mutant cookies to aid me in the fight against my bloodthirsty reviewers

I hate Terra, so I turned her into a were wolf, which I now own, and can shock her with the zappy collar that Sota had in that one episode.

I also stole Big O from that Roger guy

And I own a plasma cannon, and my very own hairaikotsu

Okay, I think that's it.

If the following reviewers found this story, they get to shock Terra five times, to use whenever they want:

Chaos Moonbane

The-Shapeshifting-Sweethe

Wanda Magick

MoonDiety

Evilsbane

And Windcat

Also, I may be hosting another 50 reviews party, for the sequel.

I guess you want to read the fic now...

The next chapter has an assassin in it, well...94 of them actually, that has been waiting very patiently for a fight.

Disclaimer: Listen good, because I'm only doing this once. I don't own any unfamiliar characters, or planets, or snack foods, just the plot, which I borrowed from my brain.

Welcome to the sequel, ladies and gentlemen!!!

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Somewhere in a city, a small boy mourns. He mourns for the loss of his love, and the crystal sky that took her. He curses at the moon and the stars, even though he promised that he wouldn't. And he sits on the roof of his tall, tall tower, and sings a loud sad song. His song echoes through the night, tears dripping from his hallowed notes, as he does not mourn silently. And he shakes the tears out of his fur and goes inside, inside of his home that was once someone else's home too, before she was stolen from his arms, and taken to the only place that he could never reach her.

And somewhere in the blackest space, a girl also mourns. She mourns silently for being taken from her life, her home, her love, and taken instead by the very creature that had started all of her pain. Where she spent her days killing, and her nights being punished for not killing enough. But she keeps the thought of returning to her home in her thoughts, returning to the same home she knew, and the warm arms she knew better.

And they both thought of each other, both so far away, forced to bargain with a demon to keep their love alive.

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Beast Boy woke up that morning, as he always did, to the smell of bacon frying. It was always the same, he would wake up, then try to get ready for the day before he had to eat whatever Cyborg had made for breakfast. But always first on his morning agenda, was to grab his sharpie and mark off another day on his calendar. The marker squeaked as he put an X on yet another day, then he pulled on his uniform and ran out the door.

'It's only been three months,' he thought sadly, 'and I'm already having dreams about her.'

He walked into the kitchen to see all of his friends already at the table. Enjoying the breakfast feast set out before them. Cyborg had gone all out to piss him off this morning, sausage, ham, eggs, milk, chicken biscuits, and the worst part was, it all smelled so good!

"Sorry BB," Cyborg taunted him, "You snooze, you lose."

"I'm not really all that hungry anyway." He answered, plopping down on the couch like he had just had a hard day.

"Oh," Cyborg said, "Okay, I understand."

Beast Boy picked up the remote from the coffee table and turned on the television. He flipped through every channel they had, but only found the same thing. The same thing on every channel, saying it over and over.

"God damned news," he said, "give it a rest already."

"Yeah," Robin added, "It hasn't been this annoying since the war in Iraq."

But this news channel was different, at that exact moment, it had something that the other channels didn't, something that would change the way everyone felt, forever.

"If you're planning to change the channel, then you're missing the scoop of the century!" A news caster said excitedly. "Because we have actual footage of the ongoing Trigon conquest! You are about to see, firsthand, what's going on between the photos of a peaceful planet, and the wreckage of a chaos stricken wasteland!"

Beast Boy turned his head.

'Footage?' he thought, 'of the conquest?'

"Guys!" he yelled into the kitchen, "They have footage of the conquest, we might see Raven!"

The Titans all ran into the living room, anxious to see how their friend was doing, and gasped at what they saw.

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The footage showed a large city, much like theirs, on the brink of destruction. The buildings were on fire, and people's screams rang through the air. The beast that the titans had fought before thundered into view, blasting things into rubble with it's eyebeams.

"We have confirmed reports that this creature, known as a lurose, is indeed Trigon's attack beast. It is extremely dangerous and very territorial. Its job in the conquest is basically to blow things up"

The camera switched angles to show a huge red giant laughing as stomped on various things.

"Of course, Trigon needs no introduction."

The camera panned to the right to show a large apartment building, a girl floating above it. Her violet hair flowed down to her shoulder blades, shining in the flames that arose around her. She wore a sort of red tankini top, and red, baggy pants with an unheard of number of pockets. In most of her pockets were various guns, and she had a grenade launcher slung across her back. But what grabbed the most attention were the black stripes tattooed all over her body. There were a few on her shoulders and several across the sides of her midsection, four were on her arms, one on each bicep, and about three went around her neck. It seemed like her outfit was worn to show them off, and they perfectly matched Trigon's.

"Raven, Trigon's daughter, tries to do as little damage as she can, and is probably punished very dearly for it."

Raven drew a revolver from one of her many pockets and shot the video camera dead-on, and the screen went blank. Then the picture was back in the studio.

"And that is all of the footage we have, tune in ne-"

Beast Boy switched off the television and sat silently on the couch, gathering his thoughts. So, Raven was okay, and everyone knew it. At least they weren't branding her a criminal or a murderer, simply a 'daughter', and nothing more.

"He tattooed her," He finally spat out, he couldn't think of anything else to say, "That's just weird."

"Well," Cyborg added, "She sure knows how to use a gun."

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That was fun, wasn't it?

(Sighs) Now it's 2:30 AM, that took more than an hour!

Well, I hope you appreciated my almost-an-all-nighter.

Goodnight, I mean, goodbye.

Awww, what the hell! (Falls asleep in chair)