A/N: OK, this is the 3rd part of this little story collection. This one is told entirely from the POV of Raven. I'd like to use this opportunity to thank AnimationWickedRaven for writing me the first review: thx, this one is for you:) I don't know how many chapters I'll make, it depends on the reviews and inspiration. And I don't have too much of that right now. I was thinking of finishing this collection with this chapter. Anyways, hope you enjoy this, and remember to review in the end. Thx a lot guyz.

Disclaimer: I STILL DO NOT OWN the TEEN TITANS!

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The Mistake

Another mistake. I feel like my whole life is defined by mistakes, like all of this would be my fault. And maybe it really is, but I don't really care right now about whose fault is what happened to me and those around me. You could blame me for not being able to control my powers despite my best efforts. You could blame my mother for not killing me when she had a chance, thus giving evil a base from which to strike at the world. And you could blame my father for...well, pretty much everything bad in my life. It is HIS corruption that taints my life, it is HIS influence that makes me lose all control and destroy everything around me. But all this means nothing right now. There's no blame, no reason to feel guilty. But I do feel guilty. After all, it was me who killed the only person who tried to get close to me. The only one who wanted to be with me despite my demon heritage, despite what I looked like, despite how I treated him and everyone else. Despite the fact that I could hurt him. Or kill him.

Since I joined the Teen Titans I've tried to live a monotone life, every day was the same. I woke up in the morning, drank some tea, read my book, then meditated. If there was no attack in the city, I could meditate all day without feeling hunger, thirst or exhaustion. In the evening I'd go get something to eat, but I never ate much. Maybe my demon side didn't need food and could live without it. And so it went like this day after day, never changing, careful not to go into any kind of extreme. And I thought that I could maintain this 'ritual' forever. But I was mistaken.

This was a day like any other. I went into the kitchen to get some tea. As the water was boiling I felt someone was looking at me. I quickly turned around, but no one was there. I shrugged, and returned my attention to making the tea. However I couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. I thought, that maybe I was just too tired 'cause I hadn't slept too well. To tell the truth I didn't sleep at all. No matter how much I tried I just couldn't. I've been thinking about a person that became very close to me in the last few months. He's been there for me whenever I felt sad, whenever I needed someone to talk to. He was the only one who knew what I felt, what I was hiding underneath the cold surface I tried to show the world. He knew exactly when I wanted to be alone and when was the time too cheer me up. And he was the only one who...loved me.

Yes, loved me. I felt his love for me every time I looked into his eyes. Every time I felt lost in them, I forgot the world around me, forgot my pain and just stared at him. And only looking at him made me feel safe. I felt needed, wanted. I felt, that even though I was half-monster there's chance for me to be happy. Once again I was mistaken.

All of that was meant to change on a single day. As I left the kitchen with my cup of tea I heard as the others were coming my way. I didn't feel like saying 'hello' to them, so I just teleported onto the roof of our tower. It was dawning. A cold northern wind blew, making my cloak wave in the air. It was refreshing, I felt free. The sun was crawling upwards, trying to chase away the darkness of the night. I just stood there and slowly drank my tea. I felt at peace, I wanted to hold this moment forever inside me. The serenity of this sight was undescribeable. But as all the things in life, this moment had to disappear as well. I felt saddened by the loss of something so beautiful, but I reminded myself, that I'll see another dawn on the next day. And I was mistaken.

I walked back to the kitchen to return the empty cup. The other Titans were seated around the table, eating and discussing their plans for the day. I entered when Starfire was explaining Robin, Beast Boy and Cyborg some Tamaranian custom with as much enthusiasm as it was possible for a living being. I sighed. Starfire was always so popular. Everyone liked her, despite her strange habits and problems with speaking English. Of course all her flaws were outweighed by her happy attitude, her devotion to others, childish innocence and her beauty. She was everything I wasn't. I was seen as a depressed, uncaring, sarcastic creepy freak. Everyone saw me this way, except for my love. As I entered the kitchen he instantly turned his head towards me and smiled.

"Good morning, Raven." - he said with gentle voice. The others greeted me as well, but my mind was fixated only on HIS words. Simple words, yet to me they meant all the faith in happiness I've ever had.

"Hi." - I replied with a cold voice from underneath my hood. My own words hit me like tons of bricks. Compared to his sweet voice mine was like an echo from an icy cave. I turned away from them and put my cup in the sink.

"Glorious of you friend Raven to join us in the consuming of these earthly delights!" - Starfire explained happily, while hugging a tube of mustard with a straw in it.

"Umm, no thanks, I'm not hungry. I'll just go to my room and meditate." - I said with slight disgust at the sight of her actually drinking mustard.

So I left the kitchen and started to walk to my room, when I suddenly heard someone running after me. I turned around and saw my love approach me. My heart began to beat wildly and I started blushing. Luckily I wore my hood and the lights were turned off, so my face remained in shadows.

"Raven, I just wanted to know, if you could maybe talk to me after meditating. I wanted to talk to you about something very important. But I know that you need to meditate, so if you won't talk to me today I'll understand." - he said quietly while smiling at me shyly.

I thought I'll faint in that moment, I'm sure I was blushing like never before. I could hardly breathe, my heart seemed to try race with the feelings flooding inside me.

"Umm, I-I guess we could...umm talk right now. I'll meditate later." - was all I could say at that moment. My voice was shaking. I couldn't believe what was happening. My love wanted to be with me and talk about something very serious. And from his expression it wasn't difficult to guess what was his reason.

So we decided to go up to the roof. I wanted to be with my love at the same place I used to feel calm and safe. I never thought much about romance, but this situation made me happier than anything before. We sat down at the ledge of the roof, our feet hanging down from it in the air. The sun was shining at us from above, the sea was hitting the rocks on the shore and a gentle breeze blowing at us. If you could imagine heaven: this would be it. This was the perfect place for my soul. And now I was sitting here with the only person I've ever loved. We sat there a couple of minutes just enjoying the serenity of the moment. Then he looked at me.

"Raven. The reason why I wanted to talk to you is, that I wanted to tell you something. Something I wanted to tell you a long time, but never found the courage to tell you." - he said nervously, his voice clearly filled with anticipation. I didn't know what to say so I just nodded. He looked down at the sea, sighed and continued speaking.

"I've known you for some time now. You're a very good friend of mine and I like you a lot." - he looked in my eyes and once again I started blushing. He took my hand into his own. He looked at our hands, and then put his other hand on mine, so he was now holding my hand with both hands. He turned to me and approached me a bit. I felt that the most beautiful thing in my life is about to happen. I haven't noticed that a black aura was forming behind me slipping from underneath my cloak.

"Raven I like you a lot more than a friend." - he leaned so close, that his face was only inches away from mine. I looked into his loving eyes as he came closer.

"Raven...I love you." - he finally said. I smiled at him slightly while still looking into his eyes. A small tear ran down my face as all my love for him made me say: "I love you too." Then we closed our eyes and closed the distance between us, experiencing the first kisses in our lives. Sweet kisses, joyful kisses, which were becoming more and more passionate. Our mouths were pressing against each other to deepen this feeling. I thought that this is the happiest moment of my life. And I was mistaken.

Because during our kiss the black aura was gaining power from my uncontolled emotions. And since I was so deeply in love with him the aura became the point into which all my powers were escaping. And then, when it reached it's maximum I couldn't control it anymore. It took the shape of a giant raven and flew at us. All I felt was that my love had stopped kissing me, so I opened my eyes, just to see the black raven strike at him with it's claws. The raven closed it's claws and flew up to the sky. However it didn't hold my love's body, but something else. The raven pulled out his soul, and was now flying with it higher and higher.

"NOOOOOOOOO!" - I screamed with horror as I saw this terrifying scene. Tears started to form in the corner of my eyes. I wanted to save him, to get him back. I wanted to do anything! But there was nothing I could do. The raven's power was too strong, I couldn't control it. The raven suddenly stopped, looked at it's victim and devoured it right in front of my eyes. Then the raven disappeared, like it never existed.

I just stood there, too shocked to do anything. I couldn't believe it: one moment I was kissing the love of my life, melting into the first kiss of my life; and in the next moment he was killed in front of me. Killed because of me. His body now lay on the roof without any signs of life. He was dead, his eyes staring at the sky with horror. I crawled to him and lay my head down on his still chest. I cried, tears flowing down my face onto his lifeless body, which was kissing me just a minute ago. Which loved me more then his own life, and paid the ultimate price for it.

Same day, 11:12 p. m., roof of Titans tower

The night has arrived. It's dark and cold. I've stopped crying maybe three hours ago, 'cause I had no more tears inside me. Yet I still felt the burning pain and guilt inside me. Yes, I felt guilty. The others told me, that it wasn't my fault, that there was nothing I could've done. His funeral will be in four days. But I won't go to his funeral. In fact, I won't go anywhere now. I know it was my fault. Because I thought, that I could love without endangering him. Because I thought, that I could be happy. And I was mistaken. It's starting to rain. Clouds gather above me, raindrops wet my skin, my black leotard and dark blue cloak. I pull back the hood of my cloak and look up at the sky. I let the raindrops fall on my face and roll down my cheeks instead of my tears. The wind gets stronger. It's cold northern wind, my cloak waves in the air. Exactly like this morning. Well, not exactly. I no longer feel peace and calm inside me. What do I feel? I can't tell you precisely. The contrast between the feelings in the morning and now is too great. But I can give you a small hint of what I feel. Imagine the warmth of sun on your face, the gentle wind touching your face, everything's quiet and at peace. And then change it in a second to freezing cold rain, you're drowning in your own blood, wind blowing like a hurricane until you become deaf to everything except for the sharp sqeal of the wind pushing you further down to die slowly and full of fear under water. Well, that's something like what I feel now. But the truth is worse. The truth is...I killed my love. It was my fault. It was my mistake.

And here I am standing at the place where all this began today. The irony of my situation reveals itself: the happiest day of my life turned to be my worst day as well. And my last day as well. I'm holding a pistol in my right hand. It's loaded and ready to release me from this pain. I put the pistol to my head. Rain falls heavily on me, lightning shines the night, thunder roars with great might. I close my eyes and think of my love.

"I'm sorry." - I whisper into the night.

And then I pull the trigger.

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A/N: ...Sorry guyz, I swear I didn't want to make it so dark. But now it's finished, so I won't change it. Well...hope you liked it. Once again I didn't use any pairing for Raven, so I'll leave that to your imagination. Plz review! I really want to know what you thought about this chapter. Thx a lot.