Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Teen Titans if I'm writing stories about it instead of making episodes. Oh well, here's chap. 2 of Broken Home. Don't forget to R & R... Unless your lazy, meaning if you fantasise about being a Titan then it's a 100 chance that a fantasy is all it will be :) Now read n review

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Everything was black. Slowly, her sense of hearing came back and a distant dulled conversation echoed among the iron walls. The iron walls...

Raven opened her eyes only to rediscover the darkness that felt so familiar. Her memory of what happened before she was locked in the room all flooded back within the first moments of consciousness. Her father had suffered another anger outburst and had taken it all out on her... For the 10,000th time in her young life. It was a mistake to go with him to Earth all those years ago. The talking was too faint to hear from within the chamber so she had no idea what was going on, or what was in store for her next.

In a rush, all her senses returned and she could feel her injuries tugging at her sanity. Her sonorous wounds made their presence known, but now she was fully conscious. Maybe she should focus on her demonic father's conversation? That idea popped into her head from out of nowhere and she decided to put it to work. She grit her teeth to suppress her urge to cry out so that she could hear what he was saying.

" ... Yes, that was..... mistake.............. I will...... She........... problem............. failed...."

Raven could only decipher a few words from her father's conversation. She needed to hear every word to put the pieces together and figure out her father's motives. She directed all her attention to her sense of hearing and finally was able to eavesdrop his plan.

" I need to show the government I'm serious. If I don't get the amulet back, my powers will remained in this pathetic state. I would have conquered this measly planet years ago if not for my missing powers. "

" His powers?" Raven thought to herself " That's it! The amulet he always wore until a few years ago, he had transferred them to the amulet to gain control ... That must be why he hasn't killed me... He can't."

" No one must know that my abilities are in that amulet. Therefore I must get it back before I loose my chance to obtain my full potential."

Raven began to feel a little stronger. Knowing her father wasn't as strong anymore, she had a chance of getting away from him. That explained so many things. Why his bone breaking attacks only caused bruises. Why he needed her to help him in his plan. Why she was still alive.

" Don't worry, I'll take care of her before she catches on. She'll be in the depths of hell with my friends before the suns rises."

She was a little confused. How could he possibly execute her? Trigon's powers were only as strong as hers when she was furious. Sure his attacks were lethal, but being half-demon only brought on severe pain, not death. And she could even move a little now. If he tried to fight her again, she wouldn't be a target. She would fight. The only reason she allowed him to attack flawlessly was so that she would survive. If she fought back, he would surely finish her.

Suddenly, she realised whoever her father was talking to via portals was gone, and she heard him approaching. In fact, he was right outside.

She layed back on the ground to appear as if she was still unconscious so he wouldn't give the classical I-Am-Superior-And-You-Cannot-Beat-Me speech. The door clicked and a slate grinded between the metal plates holding the door. There was a pause, then a ray of light brimmed into the room. The light wasn't exactly bright, it was more of a ghostly blue glow, radiating from one of her father's machines. The demon slid the door open and stood indifferently gazing into the obscure room.

Trigon stared at his daughter's seemingly lifeless body carefully plotting ways to destroy her. She was half mortal so he knew there were a variety of possibilities. He walked into the room like a human was talking a walk in a park and stopped in front of Raven. Reaching down, he grabbed her collar again and lifted her off the ground. She managed to hold in an "Ouch" and tried to play dead as well as an academy award winner. It seemed to work as Trigon merely glared at her for a few seconds before allowing her to fall back to the ground. Once again, Raven held in a surge of pain as her father crept out of the room. Being the typical villain, he muttered hints to what the plan growing in his head involved.

" Don't worry, my dear. Daddy will take good care of you." He laughed evilly " I hope the air doesn't get to you."

With that, he turned away from the scene. It was obvious what his plan was now.

" So he's going to poison me." Raven pondered " Probably by putting toxins in the air vents. I can see why the bad guys always lose. They foolishly blurt out their plans thinking no one can hear them."

Trigon stopped, perhaps to process his next action and then thundered off down the hall. Leaving the room, he left Raven behind the opportunity of a life time. He left the door open! All she had to do was get out and into the city where it would be nearly impossible for him to track her. Assured he was gone and would be back very soon, she crawled to her knees with mild pain. " One step at a time." She muttered under her breath. Slowly, she put one foot on the cold stone floor and then placed a hand on her thigh. She pushed herself into a standing position and griped as a jolt of pain from her inner injuries shot up her spine. She predicted that the demon was nearly done his search for the lethal product and would return to finish her off for good if she didn't get out. Raven staggered out of the room and out of the darkness and glanced around insecurely. The coast was clear.

Like a nocturnal rodent, she crept through the short hallway and towards an aging clay staircase. Never in her life she had stopped to admire the exit of the clandestine refuge, and now that they lead to a pristine and mended life, never had their chipped edges or dusty surface seemed so majestic. She wobbled toward them, using the wall for support, and then began to ascend to the doors at the top. Trigon was oblivious, and she was practically right beneath his nose. She pushed the door open at grandma speed to ease the creaks they made when manoeuvred and the scenery came into view.

The sky was a deep blue, illuminated with a million stars that seemed to be the candles of night, and the horizon produced purples, pinks, and oranges. Farther away from the birth of the dawn, a Crescent moon shone onto the ocean, which wrapped around the side of Jump city. From her location, all of Jump city could be seen. From the tallest skyscrapers to the smallest houses, the light of day struck the glass windows making them shine with a goldenrod gleam. It must have been around 5:30 in the morning meaning that she had been in the room for almost four hours.

Snapping back to reality, the cloaked girl realised she could gawk over the landscape at another time. Closing the doors behind her, she began to focus on flight, and it worked. She levitated in the air and hastily flew to Jump City to seek refuge. As long as Trigon had no idea where she was, she would be able build a life for herself and then get away from Jump City altogether, thus throwing her father off track of where she could possibly reside.

She was half way to Jump City when she looked back to ensure he wasn't hot on her trail. Nothing. Trigon wasn't there. No one was. Even when she turned back to the direction she was heading, he didn't predictably fly right in front of her. When he walked away from the room, that would be the last time they ever saw each other... Or so she thought.

The nocturnal rodent wasn't in a safe habitat, and now that the predator's prey had moved into another habitat, the predator would be forced to follow in either to continue hunting the creature. In other words, In either for Trigon to catch Raven, he had to go to the city.

He was furious to find her missing from the chamber. So furious that he destroyed practically everything in his path. Not even the smallest item remained undamaged. Trigon did the natural thing any pissed off demon would do--Seek revenge. And with that intent in his mind, he used his sense of smell to track Raven's scent to wherever she had run off to. If he actually did find her, the results wouldn't be too pretty.

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And end chappie 2. I could use ideas seeing how the first few chapters are the only ones planned clearly. I'm guessing by chapter 5 I'll be pulling maniacal ideas from the hat. So R & R, flames welcomed.