Chapter 3:- Friend And Foe

"You let her out?" said the drawling voice from the darkness.

"It wasn't my fault!" pleaded the doctor. "That dumb nurse let her out when I was seeing you!"

"Has she been taken care of?"

"Of course."

"Good. Then that leaves only you."

A metal block fell from nowhere, landing on the doctor and crushing him flat as he let out an echoing scream.

"Send out an assassin. Have Raven taken care of. Don't bother keeping her alive anymore."

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Raven stood on the bridge that spanned the ocean and looked towards the island where Titans Tower used to stand tall. But the majestic T-shaped tower was no more, because every inch of the tower was covered in greenery. Willows, elms, oaks and ashes covered every patch of land, and seemed to sprout out of the Tower itself, creating a pillar of nature almost five stories tall.

Now all she had to do was reach it.

She looked around, looking for a boat or something, but there were none to be seen. Raven clenched her fist, frustrated. She'd come all this way and couldn't get to the actual island!

She thought for a few seconds. She used to live there. She must remember something. How did she get out of the tower?

She racked her brains, looking for a memory, but couldn't find one. She muttered in anger at herself and laid a hand on the railing of the bridge.

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The bridge was quiet and empty and the sea was tranquil.

Suddenly, from the silence, came a quiet revving. A motorcycle storming towards the bridge, full speed. It grew, louder and harsher, until a huge section of the road lifted open like a giant flap, and Robin on the Redbird motorcycle sped out of it followed by Cyborg and Raven in the T-Car. Robin spun his cycle around, went to the railing of the bridge, and pressed down on a section of the railing.

Obediently, the hatch closed, and Robin revved his motorcycle and sped off into the distance, swiftly followed by the T-Car.

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Raven snapped out of her sudden recovery of memory and looked at the railing, and pushed down.

Suddenly, the bridge shook, as a hatch raised from the ground, ripping up the brand new tarmac.

Raven looked at the hatch momentarily then stepped into it, walking down the endless corridor inside.

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The monitor beeped several times. A tall figure brushed the vines off the screen, and looked down at the screen.

Five picture frames looked up at the figure. Three were black, one had a picture of Beast Boy and one flashed several times before settling on a solid picture of Raven.

The figure laid a clawed finger on Raven's picture and muttered. "Raven?"

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Raven emerged from the tunnel and looked around. It was the old vehicle room, but trees and plants grew from every corner of it and their roots, which winded around the metal exterior of the room, gave it a creepy, weathered feel.

The T-Car and the Redbird still sat safely in their paddocks, though time had performed its dance for them too, their tires were deflated and the roots seemed to wind into them as well as the room around them.

A sense of sadness overcame Raven as she stepped out of the room, into the corridor, the carpet beneath her feet torn and tattered.

Suddenly, something crashed behind her, and she spun around quickly. Nothing.

"Hello?" she called out.

No answer came except the echo of her own voice.

She continued down the corridor until she came to a dark door, covered in greenery, with a bright yellow flower right in the center. She brushed away the vines with some effort and looked at the plaque on the metal door.

"Raven," she read.

She tried to push the door open, but it wouldn't budge, so she looked for some sort of lock. She found it, an electronic combination lock on the left hand side. She reached towards it, and hoped for a flashback.

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Raven stood in front of her door, her hood over her head, and looked quickly around to make sure no-one was there. Then she reached for her lock and typed in her combination code.

3-5-6-6-6.

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Raven looked at the combination lock at typed in the numbers, 3-5-6-6-6. The door sprung to life, shaking dirt and vines off as it slid to reveal her old room.

Nothing had been touched, everything was in pristine condition, even the bed was made. The only difference in the room were the plants that grew from her walls and wrapped around the dark artifacts about the room.

She walked over to a counter, and ran her hands across a picture in a jet black frame. There they were, the Teen Titans, gathered together and playing football in the park.

Another noise rang out from behind her, and she span around to see if anyone was there. But once again, she was alone. She turned back to the picture.

"Hello there my ducky!" said the man who stood right in front of her in a loud obnoxious tone. Raven started, and knocked over the picture causing the glass to crack across it, right between Raven and Beast Boy.

She looked at the man who had just appeared out of nowhere. He was young, no more than thirty, and had bright red hair, and wore a light, form-fitting suit of armor with the British flag imprinted in a shield shape on his chest. In his hands he held a long black cane with a red jewel at its tip, and wrapped around his waist was a utility belt complete with fancy pockets, all in red, white and blue.

"Do you remember me witchie?" he said, loudly.

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"Raven! Cyborg! You're OK! Where did Mod send you?"

Raven pulled back her long cloak, revealing a gym uniform with the words MAD MOD in big lettering, along with the large number 0.

"Gym…" Raven muttered disdainfully.

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"Mad Mod?" Raven muttered.

"Huh… They told me you had no memory… then again everyone said you were dead. Funny world, eh ducky?"

"Real amusing."

"Glad to see you ain't lost your sense of humor mate…"

"What do you want?"

"Well, I don't normally do mercenary jobs, especially ones without powers and a means to fight back, but my … employer offered me a whole lot of quid, if you know what I'm saying ducky."

"You're here to…"

Mod made a stupid gesture with his hands. "'Deliver Raven's head on a silver platter.' You better make this worth it ducky, I had to buy the bloody platter."

Raven took a step back.

"Oh, don't you be going anywhere my ducky. The fun's just beginning!" yelled Mod, pulling on the red jewel on his cane, which came free, revealing a long, perfectly-made rapier. He spun the rapier and rested it millimeters from Raven's cheek.

"It should only take one swipe… The British make the best swords in the world, mate."

Raven scowled, keeping a sharp eye on the blade.

"But I think you get the point," Mod said evilly, dragging the tip of the sword down her cheek, leaving a thin gash on Raven's face. Raven winced, and watched Mod bring up his sword, ready for his killing blow.

Four green tentacles shot towards the sword, grabbing it and wrenching it free from Mod's grip before flinging it to the back of the room. The sword, slashed a few plants down before landing perfectly in the eye of one of Raven's creepy theater masks. Raven reacted, and fell to the floor, covering herself with her cloak.

The tentacles writhed about in the air, as a figure stepped out of the shadows. There he was, the man from Raven's dream, with green skin, clawed hands, green shoulder-length hair, shining emerald eyes and garbed in worn-out jeans and a torn black t-shirt. However, his left shoulder was a giant squid head, and instead of an arm he possessed several tentacles.

The tentacles shrunk and morphed back into a muscular green arm, as the squid head morphed back into a normal (but still green) shoulder.

"Stay away from her Mod," said the man menacingly.

"You know its rude to interrupt a conversation, mate," said Mod, grabbing two metal cards with the Union Jack imprinted on them, from his utility belt and flung towards the man's head.

The man's head shrunk into a mouse's head, and the cards whistled by, embedding themselves in the steel wall. The mouse's head grew again into the man's normal head.

"Stay away from her or I'll make sure you never hold another conversation again."

"So the big bad Animal Man wants to play, eh? Fine with me my ducky… But I should warn you of one thing, mate…"

"What?" scowled the man.

"I always get the job done…" yelled Mod at the top of his voice, before throwing three more razor-sharp Union Jack cards.

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Alright… My favorite villain and my favorite Titan duking it out… Brilliant!

Next up a fight scene and some RavenBB relationship stuff… Brilliant! And if you don't like it you can print it out and make paper airplanes out of it… Brilliant!