A/N: Yay, now it is Raven's past.. I hope you like the little really crappy poem I put at the front.. I made it up in like 10 seconds.. Well, I still think it's pretty good.. At the end, I'll probably use my Join Me (In Death) poem I wrote while listening to the song.. Anyways, enough of my jabbering.. Here we go!

Chapter 15: The Past

To live all alone,
To be without someone to love,
You'll be free,
To fly like a white dove..

The pain will leave,
Your emotions run wild,
Act your age,
You're still a child...

All alone in this terrible world...

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Flashbacks

Little 6 year-old Raven walked down the streets, her arms crossed over her chest trying to keep herself warm as the snow cascaded from the sky. Snowflakes stuck in her hair as she walked through the crowd of people, some looking every-now and then at the poor lonely child.

Her mother was dead, she lived with her father who always ignored her, and if he didn't, he would beat her numerously and scream at her saying she was the reason her mother was dead. She didn't know if this was true or not..

The last time her father had abused her was last week. She carefully bandaged her bruises and scratches and clothed so no one could see anything. They'd ask her what happened, and then.. she'd break down, getting another beating from her father.

She was walking home from school. Her school was an hour away, her father tortured her more by making her wake up early and walk to school and back. She adjusted the straps on her shoulders as she continued walking.

Her long purple pants were neatly tucked in her rubber boots as she walked through the puddles, she wore a purple raincoat that let the snow slide off. Her father made her dress this way. She wasn't free, but she was alone. She couldn't run to someone for help when she needed it..

Her hair was beginning to get soaked as the snowflakes began to melt. Tears ran down her cheeks as she hurried her pace. It was almost 5 PM. If she's not home by that time, her father would get angry at her again and probably run off again.

A black aura decorated Raven as she made her way home. It took her seconds before she reached home. She had to run to make it on time. She gazed up at the house, it was small, but it was home. She walked up the steps and stopped at the door, taking her shoes off and entering the house.

The house was quiet. Usually she would hear her father laughing at some comedy channel on their T.V. But tonight was different. As she unbuttoned her coat, she quieted her breathing hoping to hear at least something to tell her that her father was home.

He had to be. His car was at the front, and he never walks anywhere. That was why he was over-weight. He sat on the T.V. every day eating sugary foods or other things. He never cared about his daughter, and the only time he did, was when he was beating her.

Hanging her coat up, she walked around her house, her eyes looking all over to try and find her father. Was he asleep on the couch again, she thought as she made her way up to her room. Her feet letting small noises as she walked up the stairs to go up to her room..

Her room was dressed in color. Her walls were painted purple, her carpet was a nice lavender color. Her bed sheets were purple as well. She made her way over towards her dresser to change. She pulled out the drawer, stripping of her wet clothes before changing into dry ones.

Where was papa?

Her mind was rushing with happy ideas. Maybe he was dead. She would live alone forever, to be able to do whatever she wanted. She could begin to ride the bus to school again. Her happiness overflowed as she ran out of her room, happily taking the stairs two-by-two.

Walking into the frontroom, she froze. Her father lay on the couch, the T.V. was on but quieter than usual. One of his chubby hands was clasped around the remote, the other lay on his chest that wasn't moving. Why wasn't papa breathing..

He was dead...

Raven ran to the phone. She knew what to do when this happened. Running into the kitchen, she grabbed a chair and pushed it over towards the phone that was high on the wall. Steadying herself up on the chair, she grabbed the phone, pressing it to her ear as she dialled the numbers..

911..

Raven waited impatiently as she waited for someone to pick up. She sighed when she heard the woman's voice on the other end. When her mother was alive, she told her what to do incase something like this had ever happened in her lifetime.

"Hello, 911. Maria speaking." The calm voice reassured Raven that everything would be okay. "May I please know who I am speaking to, what is the problem?"

Raven opened her mouth to speak and then stopped. Her eyes scanned around. "My papa is dead!" That was all she could say before she burst out in tears.

"May I know where you live?"

"I live in (Insert Adress here)"

"I shall alert the authorites immedietly. Please hold tight."

Raven sighed when she heard the dial tone. She hung the phone up and jumped off the chair, quickly moving it back to the kitchen where it belonged. Yet she wanted her father dead, she knew in her heart she never wanted to be alone..

How could she live all alone. Where would she go? She didn't work, how would she buy for food. It then hit her. She'd live on the streets like those people she saw regularily on her way to school. She'd become one of them, one of the people who was hated by almost everyone.

In the distance, she heard the familiar sound of police sirens arriving. She made her way to the door when she heard a noise. It had been smashed down and Police and Docters were running in. She looked frantically around, hoping to see what was going on..

A hand grabbed onto hers and dragging her out of the house. Looking up, she saw the face of a stern looking woman. Her blonde hair tied up messily in a bun, glasses covering her face. She was wearing a business suit.

What was going on?

"Raven, I am here to help," The woman said. "You will be coming home with me." I felt my eyes widen. No! I wanted to be free, to live alone. Her grip tightened around my wrist, her nails digging harder into my flesh. I tried to run away. "No!" I heard her shout once I got out of her grasp.

I began to run, run through the streets. Cars stopped, horns beeped angrily as I made my way away from the house. I heard the woman shouting at me to come back. I didn't care. I stopped and looked around one last time before I made my escape..

I was going to be lonely forever..

No one would know how I felt..

Until I met the Titans.

A/N: Heh, I guess this is pretty long.. Next chapter is going to be intermission I guess... I kind of need a break.. I just realized how I need a break.. Well anyways, hope you like the intermission..

R&R please, and please remember, no flames!

Ja ne!
Konnichi Wa!