Author's Note: I'm only going to make reference to one replier this time, because I'm lazy and running out of time. But, to d.h.k., I will tell you that you got two predictions right in reference to this story line.
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It's so weird
Looking back on the years
God was above me
The world was beneath me
My friends were beside me
But you were never with me
Dear Malchior (November 5th),
Last night, in the few hours I got of sleep, I dreamt of Robin's past. Ever since I went into his mind to help him (ungrateful as he was), his past has reoccured to me quite often, and not only is it a frightfully disturbing insight on what exactly is wrong with our "fearless" leader...it's heartbreaking. I'm tired of watching Robin's parents die and then wander as a five year old boy wonder in the stinging rain with a burning circus tent behind me.
When you betrayed me, for a while the dreams of Robin ceased and were replaced with dreams of you, both comforting and terrible. Comforting because you were never the betrayer in those dreams, and terrible because eventually, without fail, I had to wake up and realize what had happened.
---Raven
Dear Malchior (November 8th),
"Raven..." Robin and I had been alone in the Tower. He had declined Starfire's request to go shopping, so she had ventured forth alone. Cyborg had gone to visit the Titans East branch (or so he said), and Beast Boy was visiting Terra's memorial. Occupied with their various tasks, the other Titans were likely to be gone all morning, leaving me alone with Boy Wonder. He looked up at me from his cup of hot chocolate, bringing me out of my book and him out of his newspaper. "Raven...do you ever think..."
"Oh, quite frequently."
"No, I mean...Raven, did I ever...um, you know that time when that dust made me see Slade?" He ran his gloved hand through his hair. Why was he so nervous? You know as well as I do that he is never nervous.
I raised an eyebrow at him. "Yeah. I remember."
"Well...um...I never thanked you, for, um...helping me then, did I?"
"No, you didn't." I was about to return to my book, considering the conversation pointless, but he covered my hand with his and moved my hand so he could close the book while still keeping my place so that all focus to return to him. How self absorbed of him? But the motion did impress me, much to my disdain. Not even you would interrupt me while reading, Malchior.
"Well, I just wanted to say...thankyou. It helped."
"I thought you broke the Slade visions by figuring out that lack of light was the trigger to the dust."
"No, Raven...I mean..." He ran his hand through his hair again, as if he wished I could just figure it out without actually having him explain it. The nervous tension was pouring off of him in trenches. It was making me nervous. "You...you, um, going through my mind helped me...helped me face some of my past. I've been able to concentrate a lot better lately. I...I've gotten rid of some of the nightmares."
Lucky him. My eyes met his fleetingly. "Well...good for you. Glad I could help."
"Yeah..." He looked like he would be grateful for any change of subject. "Um...so, do you know what I should get Star for her birthday?"
Oh...please. And I thought for once...idiot. Of course he was just waiting for a chance to get an insider's opinion on his girlfriend. Boys.
---Raven
Dear Malchior (November 9th),
Cyborg came to talk to me after the fight with Brother Blood today, after we had destroyed the H.I.V.E. headquarters (I'm still sickened by the fact that I had to ride in Beast Boy's mouth). Worried sick about Jinx, he was concerned that perhaps she had been in the building when it had been destroyed, and had not gotten out in time. After assuring him that she probably got out (I hope she drowned), I somehow managed to escape the half-robot. I don't even care that I left him standing in my room. He can find his own way out.
And that was when Robin confronted me.
"Raven...there's been an outbreak of fire's in downtown Jump City. Are you sure you sealed Malchior in the book...?"
"Yes, I'm sure. I checked the books magical seals this afternoon. They're fine, still intact, all of the seals unbroken. Malchior hasn't gone anywhere."
"Well, are you sure you made the spell right? I mean, I know how much you liked Malchior, and I don't need you---"
This is where I lost my temper unexpectedly, slamming him into the wall using my powers, and for a split second I could see the mirror image of Rage's red eyes in his mask's lenses. "For once in your life, Boy Blunder, think that EVERYTHING IS NOT ABOUT YOU!"
---Raven