Chapter 5 Tie Me Up! Untie Me!

"If time is my vessel, then learning to love might be my way back to sea" Interpol 'Public Pervert'

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She had surprised herself when the the boat first landed. Upon stepping onto the island she began to recall where her mother was buried almost immediately. Few others had gotten off the boat with them for the island was not known for its lush vacation spots, but rather its quietness. There were a few villages around the island, but they were not know for their friendliness. Her mother had come here after leaving Azerath. She had never escaped the mark Raven's father had placed on her though. When people had seen her they looked away, ignored her. Most people felt that there was something odd about her, though there was nothing visibly wrong, nor was she unkind. She had eventually succumbed to disease and died alone on the island. A nearby village had buried her twenty miles away from them, in an unmarked grave. When her father had told her these things at the age of 13 she begged to see the grave. Her father granted it, believing she would come back to him, but she hadn't come back since.

And now she stood here for the first time in four years, her cape fluttering in the breeze. It was always silent around her mother's grave, even the sound of her breathing never made its way to her ears. She looked at the surrounding trees, but they held little vitality. Though they stood tall and straight near the grave she could see it was more out of duty than want. She looked back at Gar to see if he was ok. She had told him earlier on that he could stay on the boat, but he refused and so she had let him come with her. What was she doing here?

She had never seen her mother while she was alive. What did she expect from this visit? A spirit to rise from the grave and embrace her? A cure all for her problems? She knew none of these things would happen, though her heart held out a hope for some kind of deliverance. "Gar, can you please give me a few minutes alone" she said, not unkindly.

"Sure" he answered casually and began walking back the way they had come.

When she was sure he had gone far enough she told him he didn't need to go any farther. She sat down near the grave and began to speak to her mother.

"Hello...I don't know what to say to you. I didn't really know you when we were on Azerath together and I don't know you now. You're my mother though, so maybe you can help me. I've been having nightmares lately. Mostly about the end of the world and my father finally getting to me. I really don't know what to do about them. He, Beast Boy, Gar, he's been helping me with them... He cares about me, for me. I don't know what to do Mom" she said simply, admitting something she had never wanted anyone to know. "Father has been defeated so many times and yet he is continually linked to me. I had hoped that when I came here something magical would happen and that you'd... you would do something, but I can see now that's not going to happen and I'm sorry if I bothered you and I'm sorry my father raped you." She wanted that to be the end of her conversation, but words continued to pour out of her. "Mom, I'm seventeen years old and I feel like I'm always bearing the weight of the world on my shoulders. I want to stop worrying about this. I want to be able to smile without having to worry if something will break I think I needed to come here just to tell you that. This hasn't been a wasted visit and I will come again, but I'm disappointed that nothing has changed. This trip has been a total disappointment. I still feel the weight on me, but I'm glad I got to see you again, and I'm sorry I never got to know you that well." She briefly smiled as the wind continued to make the trees sway. "He is good to me" she said to herself and her mouth briefly smirked. "Goodbye" she said just before leaving to find Beast Boy.

"Um hi Miss... Raven" Beast Boy said nervously, as he sat on a fallen tree a quarter of a mile from Raven and her mother's grave"my name's Garfield Logan. I'm a...I'm a friend of your daughter Raven. I mean why else would I be talking to you if I didn't know Raven right? I just wanted to let you know that she's really...you'd be proud of her. She's always there for me and the rest of our team and never quits and I wish I could be like that a lot of the time. I'm kind of a slacker. I care about the team and people, but Raven CARES you know? Like there was this one time when my girlfriend left me and Raven was always there making me eat and wouldn't let me stay in my room and be depressed all day. She even played video games with me and she hates video games. I beat her really bad too! Like she was aiming for this one guy, but then I...not that that's important, sorry. Um, but you would be proud of her and that's all I wanted to say, so just letting you know. I mean there's so many good things to say about her, but I can't put it in words. I mean you know most of them anyways, so I'll just leave it at that. So I guess, bye? No wait, I forgot, sometimes I get really worried about Raven because she's so intense" Raven found him a few minutes later patiently waiting for her.

"Did anything happen" he asked, full of curiosity.

"We had a good talk. She likes you, I think. You ready to go" she asked a small smile making its way across her face. The smiles had become more frequent in the last few days. He didn't think she knew that though.