OK folks, it's chapter 2! If you have been keeping tabs on the 1000 words of the last chapter you'd know what was going on. But if you don't, here's a recap:

Raven gets a glob of cherry gum stuck in her hair. When she tries to cut it out BB disturbs her and she chops off WAAAY to much. Raven's anger opens a portal into the unknown, and she's sucked through it.

And by the way, if you're wondering why I named the story 'Arcadian Driftwood', that is the name of one of my favorite songs. I might have spelled it wrong. O.o


The screaming faded away as the Goth girl went through a sort of tunnel. She seemed to be hovering in midair, for her feet were suspended over the ground, and her head was close to the ceiling. What seemed like an invisible hand pushed her along. The speed at which she was going made Raven's arms and legs be plastered to her body. Her hood and cloak streamed behind her.

As she zoomed along down the tunnel, Raven couldn't help but look at her surroundings. The walls were bright blue and cylindrical around her. She was hovering in the direct center of the tunnel, and the walls extended out 3 feet from each side, the top, and the bottom. Every so often along her trip, Raven saw a speck of a different color, yellow, or perhaps red.

Raven groaned, and using her powers flipped into an upright position. She fought to stay in control of her body's movement. Raven leaned down and held her head in her hands.

"How do I get into these messes?" Raven said to herself. She began to feel her eyes burn, and a lump formed in her throat. Raven also felt rage well up in her once again.

"No!" She yelled. "Father, you will not gain control over me once more." She thrust her hand up, with great strength. "I will get out of this! Do you hear me! I will!" Raven's eyes flashed red once, and then went back to their normal purple color.

"Come on, Raven." She muttered to no one. "Pull yourself together. Everything will turn out ok." Settling into her meditation postition, crossing her legs with difficulty and holding her hands slightly up in the air, Raven repeated her mantra.

"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos..."


Raven wasn't sure how much time had passed since she had begun meditating, but when a sudden noise startled her, the bright blue in the tunnel had faded to adarker shade. The Goth's movement down the tunnel had stopped, and if she wasn't floating in the air due to meditation, Raven would have landed rather painfully on the "ground" below her.

"What is happening?" Raven asked herself. This new freedom to move again drove Raven unto moving down the tunnel. Curiosly, she felt apprehension. Almost fear. Why do I feel this way? She asked herself. There is no danger in here. I would have sensed it. But doubt filled Raven's heart.

Looking ahead of her, Raven saw a spot where the tunnel was no longer blue. It had turned white. The wall of the tunnel opened, and like it had done in the Tower, Raven was sucked into it.

She screamed again.

The ground came up close veryfast. She was falling through the air, and then she landed on a not-so-soft pile of dirt. Raven crumpled onto the ground, only feeling pain as if someone has pinched her a little too hard. She would deal with it. However, she couldn't deal with the taste of sand and rocks in her mouth, so she spat.

"Yuck." Was her only remark. Raven stood and brushed the dirt off her cloak. After her cloak was as clean as she could get it, she examined her surroundings.

Raven had landedin the middle of a small island with little vegitation. She recognised it immediatly.

"This is...our island...Titans Island."