Ok, I must say, my last chapter was a disappointment. It didn't turn out how I wanted it at all. Well, maybe not at all, but it just wasn't as good as I wanted. Well, I'm trying new things with this story, as you will see at the end. Maybe. Ah whatever, my intro's done. R&R!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans. Obviously, did you really think I would if I'm spending my time writing this?

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Raven continued to walk down the hall, not realizing until about a minute that her headache had disappeared. 'Woah.' She thought, 'I guess that didn't take long to go away.' Raven thought nothing of it as she continued along the corridor. She began reading her Edgar Allen Poe [[[Is that the guys name?]]] book she had snatched before she left her room. It didn't take long for her to knock into another Titan walking in the corridor.

"Oh, sorry Raven." Raven stood up from the impact to see it was Beast Boy who had gotten in her way.

"And why aren't you fighting with Cyborg over breakfast?" questioned Raven.

"Uh, Raven, breakfast was three hours ago. I was going to come and tell you then, but the others told me you were probably busy. But well, three hours is kind of a time you could finish anything, so, I uh, I just came now." Explained Beast Boy. Raven noticed there was no mischievous smile on Beast Boy's face, so she believed him.

'Wait, did he say three hours? I've been asleep three hours longer than usual? Well, other than the fact it scares me a bit, who the hell cares.' "Right...well, good bye." Raven began to walk off when Beast Boy spoke again.

"Well, uh, Raven, I uh, wanted to tell you, uh..." Whatever Beast Boy wanted to say, it wasn't coming out right at all.

"Yeah?" Raven questioned, started to be frustrated.

"I, uh, just wanted to tell you, that I, uh, gotta run!" Beast Boy sped off to his room, leaving a clod of dust behind him, leaving Raven coughing.

'What's his problem?' she thought. After the dust had cleared, Raven continued walking to the living room. Then, when she looked in her book, there were no longer poems. It read:

'Beast Boy's problem is that he has a difficult time explaining things somewhat beyond his comprehension. If not noticed, very crucial thoughts run through his simple mind, overloading it. That's also why he's sneaking through the air vents as a rat to return to his video games, to relax his troubled mind.'

"What the hell?" Raven swiftly dropped the book and stepped away from it. "Never heard of a possessed book before." Slowly, Raven picked the now strange object and flipped to another page, hoping the dark poems were back. Instead, there was another message.

'Could you say I'm possessed? Well, let's think. Something is controlling me to do this, but it's not inside me. It's inside something else. Is that technically possessed? Well, scientifically...' Raven quickly shut the book and threw it behind her. She made a mad dash to the living room; not realizing the book was still open. And on the page, was a large evil grin.

When Raven was where she wanted to be, the place she would not be alone with the book, the living room, she saw everyone was there. Including Beast Boy, who was now playing Cyborg at video games. 'So what, Beast Boy's playing video games, that's normal.' Raven walked over to the kitchen, opened a cabinet, and found some tea. Immediately she began to make it, hoping that it could still calm her down.

"Friend Raven, are you feeling the best possible, or does something trouble you?" asked Starfire with her usual cheerful tone.

"I'm fine Starfire. Just somewhat freaked out." Just then, all the Titans (except Raven) gasped.

"Something freaked out Raven? No one's safe anymore!" screamed Beast Boy, hiding under the table.

"Can we ask what in the world could freak you out?" said Robin. Raven would have stayed silent if not for the fact that the book she had thrown on the ground was levitating in midair, and she wasn't doing it.

"L-L-LOOK!!!" Raven pointed behind the others who quickly turned around. All they saw was the wall, nothing else.

"I think she's cracked." Suggested Cyborg, "Unless she's scared of the wall."

"Which means she's cracked." Said Beast Boy, slowly creeping out from under the table.

"I'm not cracked! I swear, my dark poem book is alive!" argued Raven. However, absolutely nobody believed her, proven by the fact that they all began laughing hysterically.

"A possessed book? That's rich!" Raven felt completely dumbfounded as the book continued to hover above the ground. As it opened itself up, Raven could see an evil face with six glowing red eyes and a monstrous grin. Raven, suddenly struck with a sense of fear, ran off back to her room, trying to forget about the book and her laughing friends. She had also forgotten about her tea, which now began to bubble.

When Raven was back in her room, she locked the door and barricaded it. Nothing was going to get in. After calming herself down, she laid herself down on her bed, hands massaging her head. 'What's going on around me? Have I really lost it?' Raven covered herself with her blankets and threw her head onto the pillow. Then she heard a soft wrinkling sound. She tossed aside her pillow to see a piece of paper. It read:

'No, you haven't cracked. Yet. You are just at the mercy of an all mighty force that can do what IT wishes. But it right now is laying low. Doing what someone else wants, but that'll change soon.' Raven was shaking with fear after she read the short message. Was somebody stalking her? How could anyone do this? Anything do this? Just then, the door opened, and there stood Beast Boy.

"Uh, you, uh, left your tea, so I uh, yeah." Raven saw he was holding a glass of tea with one hand, and scratching the back of his neck with the other. Raven got up and took the glass.

"Thanks." She said, adding a smile. Beast Boy then began to blush a fiery red.

"Hey, didn't you have a window in here?" Raven gasped as she just noticed that it was gone.

"Uh...yeah. Sorry, thanks for the tea, but you gotta go." Raven quickly pushed Beast Boy out of her room and slammed the door shut. Once alone, Raven glanced at the paper that now lay on the floor. It now had a different message.

'My work, hope you like the improvement!'

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So, how'd you like it? Was it better than the last chapter? I hope it was. The next chapter...well...hmm...we'll find out what the hell's going on. And...weird stuff. Yeah. Well, that's all. PLEASE review!