A/N: For those of you who did not catch on to the joke, Raven's book, Good Omens, was co-written by the same guy who wrote the Sandman series, Neil Gaiman.

Gargoylesama: Thank you I'll try to correct that soon

Chapter 3: True Feelings

"It is not that simple, Raven," Dream said plainly. "I cannot simply tell you what to do." Raven look down in disappointment. "That is not to say that I can't help."

"I don't see why you want to help me. My power isn't doing anything to peoples dreams. Why do you want to help me?" she asked him slightly agitated. Azarath said they could teach her control and because of them she had felt nothing for the first fifteen years of her life. Controlling Trigon was not an easy task.

"Do you really want to know?" the immortal asked her.

"Yes."

"You will need that control soon. There are some who would seek to use you and temper Trigon's influence over you into a weapon. We would take care of it ourselves but this being seems untouchable by our power." Something Dream said struck her as odd.

"We? As in others who have power over dreams?" she asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"No, 'The Endless', other anthropomorphic personifications of undying attributes. There are seven of us. Destiny, the oldest of us alerted me to this.

"Back to the matter at hand," he said putting down the cup. "Trigon has been influencing your dreams lately. Attempting to control you indirectly." This made sense to her why else would she behaving dreams about hunting down a friend. "In order to fight him, you must first understand what it is he is attempting to do. Perhaps he is afraid of your friendship with the green child."

"Why would he be afraid of Beast Boy?" she asked legitimately confused. Not that the fact that she was having tea on an empty plain with a brown sky wasn't reason enough to be muddled.

"No, he is most likely not afraid of the shape shifter. It is however more likely that he is afraid of your relationship with him." Suddenly she understood what he was getting at.

"You mean he's afraid of me being…" she paused, "…in…love?"

Dream grinned slightly. "It is a strong possibility." Raven suddenly realized what she had said, and now that she had heard her voice say the words her thoughts had been screaming, she knew there was no taking it back.

Gar was trying to read Raven's book in an attempt to figure out what she was thinking. However, for Beast Boy, this was easier said than done. As Raven walked in she decided to quietly watch him as he attempted the impossible. "'Satanic Order of Chattering Nuns'? What the hell is this book about anyway?" She couldn't help but let out a small chuckle. Beast Boy, however, heard Raven, though he didn't know she was laughing.

"AH! Raven!" he yelled nearly jumping out of his skin. He immediately hid the book from her sight. "Um… I'm sorry, it was just sitting there and… and…"

"I'm not mad Garfield," she said quickly ending his panic attack.

"You're not?" he asked, slightly confused.

"No, in fact I think it's kind of funny to see you reading." He immediately acted like he took offence. She walked over to the seat and sat down next to him. "It's a satiric comedy about the apocalypse. It's probably too dark for you anyway," she told him while removing the book from under his butt. He felt kind of nervous about their proximity; Raven had never gotten this close to anyone, physically or otherwise. "I think I'm ready to tell you about my dream if you're still interested."

"Really? Sure," he said cautiously. He had never actually expected her to tell him something that personal. He had only asked so that he looked concerned.

"Well, I'm in a forest chasing an animal. When I finally catch up to the animal I see that it's you. For some reason I attack you and then realize that my father had taken over." Gar was starting to regret asking. "I think Trigon's trying to influence me through my dreams. I think he's trying to make me hate you, because… because…" she couldn't bring herself to say it to Gar directly. "He's afraid I may have feelings… for you."

Gar was shocked at what she had told him and inched slightly closer to her. "…um… Do you?" he asked cautiously.

"Yes," she responded. Her voice sounded like she was ashamed of it, though something in her tone made it seem clear that it was for the emotions, not who they were directed at. She looked down and tried in vain not to cry.

"Raven…" She looked toward at him hesitantly, still averting his eyes. As she looked up Beast Boy softly lifted her chin so that she was looking into his face. "…I think I have feelings for you too." He leaned toward her face hesitantly, and kissed her deeply.

In an abandoned building on the edge of Jump City, the newest H.I.V.E. headquarters was bustling with activity. This was not the H.I.V.E. academy though; Brother Blood had appointed a new headmaster to run that. This was more accurately a military base.

"An impressive facility Brother," said a young figure cloaked in white. He walked around the room looking at the various screens.

"Isn't it, Sebastian?" the half-human-half-machine, Brother Blood responded. "And with this technology I shall finally destroy the Teen Titans." He said the last to words as if referring to something unspeakably foul.

'He is pathetic,' Sebastian thought, 'I toil endlessly for the church, and here he is playing with children. The old man must be senile.' Sebastian stopped dead as he looked at the image displayed on the screen Blood had just pulled up. He saw a young hooded girl fighting H.IV.E. soldiers. "These are the Titans?" he asked the older man as stared at the girl taking down soldier after soldier, leaving limp bodies in her wake. 'She's beautiful.'

"These brats have stood in my way one too many times," Blood said, his real eye glowing. He calmed himself slowly, "But no matter, they won't be in my way for much longer." That was Sebastian's cue.

"No, they won't," He removed his hood and revealed his albino traits. He turned and looked at the other man, "…your 'way' ends here. I'm invoking my birthright." Blood's organic eye widened in fear. "I just hope there's enough blood left in that metallic body of yours to fill the pit."

Brother Blood knew exactly what birthright he was talking about. His son had come to kill him. "Well you'll have to beat me first!" he screamed, panic ridden. He quickly fired his arm cannon at his son. Unlike Cyborg, Brother Blood had upgraded his design to include a more lethal weapon. Light that could cut through steel fired upon Sebastian. The child only grinned.

"I see you have completely abandoned the Church of Blood, for your precious technology." He quickly removed the cloak, however another lay beneath it. He grabbed the edge of the cloak and brought it up to meat the beam of light. "Don't you recognize it father," Sebastian said with a malevolent and sadistic grin.

"The Cloak of Christ!" Blood exclaimed.

"Yes father, the source of our great power. Now allow me to show you the true power of Blood." The albino child's eyes glowed bright red as he dashed almost too fast to be seen toward his father and with equal force, bashed in the electronic side of his head.

"Sebastian, please, I'm your father, show mercy." Bloods words had no effect on Sebastian as he continued to pummel the iron flesh of his father. "No! Please! Stop! Nooooo0101010110101!"

A/N: That's right the boy is Sebastian Blood VIII, the son of Brother Blood, and if you can't guess he just killed his father. I just really didn't like the show's version of Brother Blood; I mean he is in no way anything like the comic's Blood. Anyway please review.