(WARNING: I am NO poet when it comes to scary rhymes. So brace yourself for some really, really crappy ones. And by the way, Jason Blood is from DC Comics, a half-demon who…well…you'll see.)

Chapter 3

"Daughter of Trigon: Prepare for death, Savor long your final breath" Etrigan screamed.

Raven dodged a blast of fire from it's mouth, and muttered the words of power she had learned from her instructors on Azerath:

"Azerath Metrian Zinthos!"

There was an explosion of dark energy, and a bookcase went flying towards the massive Etrigan. He smiled and grabbed it, crushing it with his bare claws.

"You are a fool to challenge me, to me you're no more than an annoying flea!"

"That was a stupid rhyme," Raven murmured, making a dagger soar into the Demon.

Etrigan smiled, pulled the dagger out, and thrust it forward, hitting Raven's arm. Blood flew out, and she let out a small yelp. Not even her powers could save her.

"Death is coming, naïve girl, You soon shall lose your life's world."

Raven slowly walked back in fear: The Demon had won the fight. She was dead. Or would be soon. Soon she wouldn't be normal, or the Daughter of Trigon, or even anything. She'd be nothing…

She fainted as the darkness closed in around her.

-

"The Titans Tracker says she's somewhere here," Robin said quietly. It was about 7:00 in the morning and the Titans were all feeling fatigue.

"I don't see Raven," Cyborg commented.

"Yeah, it's like…" Beast Boy began.

Robin picked up a small beeping object.

"She ditched us," Beast Boy finished.

The Titans glanced at each other.

"She couldn't. She was—is—the founder of this team! She was the one who brought us together-" Robin was immediately interrupted by Starfire.

"For what?"

"Justice," Robin said. "So we can be heroes."

"Look, Robin. Raven's always kept secrets. Is it a possibility that she didn't actually tell us the real reason she got the team together?" Cyborg asked.

"I trust her," Robin said quietly. "She wouldn't-"

"How do we even know her?" Beast Boy countered. "We barely even know who she is."

"I trust her!" Robin shouted. "Do you got it? She's been with us so long, I consider her my friend, and I, for one, am NOT GIVING UP ON HER!"

Starfire closed her eyes and walked up to Robin, embracing him.

"She will be alright, I am sure of it. I know her."

"Are you sure? What if we don't know her?" Robin said, bouncing the question back.

"Then…I don't know," Cyborg said.

-

Raven awoke. She was drowsy after the battle, and glanced at her arm. It was patched up, thank God. She saw that she was in some sort of room, with the same dark and mysterious pictures as in Jason Blood's house. She realized, in fact, that she WAS in Blood's house.

She leapt up, now studying her surroundings more carefully. Either Jason Blood was an enemy, or a psychotic ally. Either way, she needed to get out of there.

"Hey, Raven," a voice said as the door opened.

Raven jumped.

There was a boy in the doorway, about her age. He was wearing a long robe similar to those from her home dimension. He was from Azerath. He had blackish hair, combed down close to his eyes, which were indigo, similar to Raven's. In his hands were a bowl of cereal and a glass of milk.

"What's…happening?" Raven asked, unnerved.

"I'm…getting you breakfast, don't you know that?"

"Who are you?"

"Didn't Jason explain?" he asked. "The name's Sornu, I'm from Azerath. I've heard about you. You're Raven? Good. Anyway, eat up. There's going to be a long day of training ahead of you."

"For what?"

"For your destiny."

End of Chapter 3