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Chapter Eight

Patrick was awake again, late at night. This had become an off and on normal for him. Sighing, he sat up in bed, looking out his window. There was a full moon, uninterrupted by any clouds or haze. It was a perfect night. He got out of bed to better view the horizon. The city was behind him, leaving a lot less light pollution for him to see the night sky. The stars were so much more distinguished than he had ever seen them in the city.

Patrick smiled and put on some clothing. He walked towards his door and looked at his normal hooded sweater that lied crumpled on the floor. He picked it up and sniffed it. Making a sour face, he tossed it into his hamper.

He walked back to his bed and pulled out an old trunk from under it. Undoing, the clasps, he opened it and moved aside some soft white cloth, revealing a jet black trench coat. It wasn't leather, at least not the shiny type. It was a material that seemed to absorb all the light around it, a veritable black hole of sorts.

Patrick took up the coat and wrapped it around his body, the sweeping material making him vanish to a degree. He sighed and opened his door, destined for the elevator that took him to the roof stairwell.

It was definitely cold outside. The evening's frost was thick on the flat roof of the T-shaped tower. The heat was running silently behind him as Patrick walked to the ledge after staring at the output vents on the heaters, the warmth almost tangible in his mind. Dangling, his legs over the ledge, he sat staring at the stars absentmindedly.

Unseen by him, there was a shadow in the stairwell, someone else was coming up. The dark shadow was magnified ten fold by the awkwardly placed light at the bottom of the roof stairway. It's ominous shape looming behind Patrick in a grand form. He was, of course, oblivious to this. Slowly the shadow shrank as a head emerged from the doorway. It was Raven.

Patrick turned around slowly when Raven had walked completely out of the stairwell and smiled at her.

"Couldn't sleep again?" he asked, standing slowly.

She looked at him confused. "How'd you know I was here?"

"I can see your heat signature."

"You can see heat?"

"Close enough," Patrick said as he turned around and looked at the sky, "So what brought you up here?"

"I thought you were an intruder."

"Nah," Patrick said with a warm smile, "it's just good old Patrick."

Raven managed a weak smirk as she looked out over the roof.

"Sure is clear out tonight," Patrick said smiling at the stars.

Raven nodded shortly with a content sigh.

Patrick looked over to her. She was wearing a cape tonight which was wrapped around her, seeming to keep her warm. He then looked out on the horizon. There was a very far off mass of land that was barely noticeable in the dark night.

"I think I am going to check out that island," Patrick said knowing that added distance from the city would permit him to see the alien night's sky better. He looked at Raven and added, "You want to come with?"

"Sure," she said.

The flight to the island was definitely a silent one. Neither Raven or Patrick were talking, they were both just looking out over the horizon, the only light around was the glow of their combined powers, however slight it was. Raven's light was particularly slight, her glow being black, almost doing the polar opposite of glowing.

They landed on the island's smooth limestone shore, sitting on the ledge, the stars so much more brilliant this far from Gotham. Patrick smiled and laid back on the rock, his hands acting as a pillow. He stared up at the night sky, the wakes of the river sloshing quietly against the rock. Yet, there was another sound. It sounded like somebody speaking from one of the caverns that covered the entire island.

"Raven, you hear that?"

Raven looked over to him and nodded.

"Wanna check it out?" he asked smiling as he got up.

Raven shrugged, "I'm staying out here, eavesdropping is not my style."

"Sure, if you want to be cynical about it," Patrick retorted as he walked up to the large cavern where the voices were emanating from and entered it.