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DarkRavenna - One of my favorite people. I have female friends the act embarrased about looking at each others bodies, but then again it could only be an act. LOL (A guy can wish can't he.)

RavenFlyingSolo - You're a bad grammer gobin, huh?Well, why haven't you corrected my bad grammer?

Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans or any DC character. However, I do own Ghost Blade and Spirit Fire.

Note: I was tired when I wrote this so it may not live up to expectations.

Ch 7: When Angels Sleep

An old and lone warehouse sits by some docks in Gotham city. It's a rundown part of the city and the warehouse has been out of commission of a long while. A shadow moves silently to a side door of the building and slips in.

The inside was dark with the exception of a minimal amount of light coming off of a computer screen. The enshrouded figure maintains a swift pace towards a safe sitting virtually invisible in the darkness. As the figure enters the illumination form the computer screen, half an orange mask with a white eye become visible.

Slade is about to open the safe, when the words 'INCOMING CALL' appear on the computer screen. He walks over to it and presses the enter key. A woman with auburn hair and green eyes appeared on the screen.

"She's here in Gotham city." A questioning look presented itself on her face. "I still don't think the mask is necessary."

Slade held no emotion in his voice. "I do not wish to reveal my burns and you should accept that." The woman rolled her eyes. "Do you think she will remain there, Etana?" Slade had no intension of revealing that he was already in Gotham or that he already knew she wasn't leaving.

"I believe so." Etana answers. "She's been here for close to two weeks now and hasn't moved on. I think she thinks she's safe here, even though she was attacked earlier."

This was something that he had not known. 'Perhaps she's useful after all.' He did the best he could to smile under his mask. "What happened?"

"I got lucky and visited a café that she showed up at. I waited until her and her friend left to follow her out. That's when she was attacked by a guy named the Joker." Slade narrowed his eye at the name. Etana either didn't notice or didn't give it a second thought. "He knocked out her friend and then tried to rape Raven."

'That psychotic bastard!' Slade thought. 'He isn't following the plan and he's going to lead their attention to the bigger picture… But, then again?' He removed himself from his thoughts. "Continue."

Etana took a deep breathe. "I was about to move in, but someone else named Red X beat me to the punch, or rather the kick." She knew that her sense of humor wouldn't affect him, but she cared not. "Another, named Ghost Blade, also arrived and when he learned that this 'Joker' tried to rape Raven, he sent the others away and cut him in half."

'He killed the Joker?' Slade was once again pulled into his head. 'Perhaps he really could kill me, even in my current condition.' And, once again, he must force his attention back to Etana. "Is that it?"

Etana shrugs. "Other then one of the two new comers telling Raven that they were her friends, not really."

'This could pose a problem.' Slade wasn't sure whether he actually thought it or said it out loud, but either way, it didn't matter. "You can't trust them." Another questioning look reveals itself on the young woman. "They WERE working for me, but they have their own secret agenda that could destroy everything we're striving for."

"How so?"

Slade sighs. "They are planning on using Raven to lure out those who would free Trigon. They wish to kill off his 'servants' on this world." It wasn't excessively far from the truth and believable if one knew Ghost Blade.

Etana cocks an eyebrow. "And, how would you know this, if it's a secret?"

"The same way I know of your close friend, the one in chains, literally and figuratively." A sense hatred comes to Etana's face. "In any case, you must find Raven soon and bring her to me."

Etana nods. "Good bye, Deathstroke, for now." The screen turns back to its white screen.

'These developments have greatly set me back.' Slade walks over to the safe. 'I've lost three allies and two of them have become enemies.' He moves the dial to enter the code. 'First Ro… Nightwing is problematic, then Terra and now Ghost Blade. I must think of something to solve this inconvenience.' He takes out several small pouches. 'The others better be having better luck then myself.'

Slade uses sand from one of the pouches to draw the Mark of Scath on the ground. He uses sand from another pouch to create a circle around the glyph. And, finally, he uses sand from one more pouch to create smaller symbols outside the circle.

Slade puts the pouches back into the safe and returns to the sand symbols without disrupting them. "Nattor gar Scath. Slif drun Trigon. Menraw!" Slade shouts.

Green smoke rises from the sand and fills the area inside the circle. Four crimson eyes grow in the smoke and an insidious voice originates from them. "Has my daughter been found yet?"

"She has been tracked down to this city, but…" Slade hesitates. "Ghost Blade has discovered the truth about me and will without a doubt attempt to foil our plans."

"And, why should this be of any concern?" Trigon's voice holds anger.

Slade narrows his eye. "He posses a great threat to us. He easily discovered my true intentions and killed the Joker, apparently, with ease."

The eyes widen a little. "Two of the most powerful human alive; he kills one and sees through the other. And, he is human?"

"I believe so." Slade responds. "But, even I would have killed the Joker."

"Why?"

Slade becomes indifferent. "He tried to rape Raven."

The eyes are silent for some time. "It doesn't matter. She is not needed innocent."

"Good." A voice of insanity comes. "I found her… intoxicating."

Slade turns around only to have the – undead? – Joker grab onto him and speak in a delighted voice. "Did you miss me?"

"I did not restore you." Trigon questions more then states.

"I did." A second figure becomes visible. He's hair is blonde and his eyes completely white. He's height is 6 feet and his body is build for quick and deadly strikes. And, a green aura surrounds him.

"Why did you, Soul Drive?" The eyes ask.

Soul Drive smiles. "Because, Joker did exactly as I ordered. I told him to find Ghost Blade and get himself killed by him. I needed to know what his power limits are." The Joker laughs. "Stop that or I will put you back in the morgue."

Slade tries to smile as the Joker's laughter it cut off abruptly. "What part do you play in this, Soul Drive?" He asks from behind the mask.

Soul Drive smiles insidiously. "For my nemesis to be destroyed. I care not if Trigon burns all the men alive, rapes all the women and tortures he children; as long as my nemesis dies, I care not what he does to humanity."

Slade is thrown into shock, never had he heard of such a thing. He was considered one of the vilest men alive, but even he wouldn't trade humanity for something as trivial as one man's death. He might trade their freedom, but not their existence.

"What of the others?" The eyes ask.

Slade turns back to the four crimson eyes of Trigon. "I have yet to receive word form them."

All is silent for a short time before the Slade speaks. "What is to be done should the Justice League discover our plan?"

The eyes speak. "I have other servants on earth to assist you, but they will need to be rescued."

(--- --- ---)

The eyes of Richard Grayson burst open, pulling from his nightmare. He wipes sweat from his forehead and sits up. He can't recall exactly what he saw, but he knew it had been a premonition.

He tries to get back to sleep, but can't. He decides to go and get a glass of water. He makes sure to replace his mask before leaving his room.

As he approaches the main room, the sound of an incoming call hastens his pace. He turns into the main room and runs towards the TV/window, which is movement activated. The masked face of Batman appears. "Yes, Batman?"

"She's here in Gotham." The dark knight responds suddenly.

Nightwing is in shock. "What… How do you know?"

"The Joker was killed today." Batman closed his eyes in anger and joy. "I checked out the scene and found a bit of blood spray on a wall and few drops on the ground. I ran a DNA analyze on the samples I took and discover that there was only two DNA strands, one belonging to Raven, but the other is unknown."

Nightwing nods. "Thanks Bruce. I'm going to leave right now. Bye." Batman nods his good-bye. The screen turns back into the window.

Nightwing turns to head to the corridor that would take him to Kid Flash's room, but a knock comes from the door to the roof. He walks over to the door and opens it, only to find a soaked blonde, blue eyed woman in a short blue skirt and a white t-shirt with the S-crest on it. "Supergirl?"

She rubs her arms. "Sorry for coming here so late at night, but it's taken me three days to get here. Have you ever tried finding a map with Jump City on it? It's impossible." Nightwing motions for her to enter and she does. "I want to join the Titans."

Nightwing nods. "I know. Batman called me and told me someone was coming to join the team."

"Can I?" Supergirl asks.

"Sure," Nightwing responds, "but I have to go to Gotham to find Raven. So, go find yourself a room and dry off."

Supergirl was shaking her head even before he finished. "I want to go with you. You can check out what I can do."

Nightwing sighs. "Fine, but hopefully there won't be any fighting. Let's go get Kid Flash and take the T-car."

(--- --- ---)

The sun was rising on the still hot embers that were once a mansion. The ashes are spun into a twister as a helicopter comes in for a landing. Amanda Waller gets out moments after it's on the ground.

She looks around the wreckage and turns to soldier as he steps out of the helicopter. "Search the grounds. Find anyone who is still alive." The soldier nods and jogs off.

Elsewhere, in the wreckage of the mansion.

The ground begins to rumble and suddenly burst apart. Two figures step out of the cellar and chough a little at breathing fresh air for the first time in many hours. One is a boy and the other a girl, they are wearing common cloths.

"Xaillen, are you OK?" the female of the two asked her friend. She was a brunette with big green eyes and barely 13 years old.

Xaillen Rush turned to her. "I'm fine. You?" He had jet black hair with piercing yellow eyes and was only two years older then the girl.

"Are you two survivors?" The voice startles them. Xaillen gathers wind around him and the female creates a circle of fire around her. "Hold on! I'm part of a rescue team. I'm on here to hurt you."

Xaillen lowers his wind, but he needs little time to summon it back. "Where is your leader?"

"Back at the helicopter." He throws his thumb over his shoulder. "She would like to meet you and ask you a few questions about what happened. Please, come."

Xaillen follows the man as he heads back, the woman close at his heels and trailing fire.

Xaillen and the woman walk up to Amanda Waller. "He said you're in charge." Xaillen says.

"I am." Amanda responds. "What happened here?"

The woman steps forward. "A man wearing a black and orange mask summoned fire spirits to attack our team."

"Slade." Amanda's voice spat the word out. "I'm Amanda Waller."

Xaillen stepped forward. "I'm Xaillen Rush and she's Zelda Enshroud. We go by the code names Aero and Spirit Fire."

"I'm afraid that you are the only two left alive here. Could you two come with us and give us a more detailed description of what happened?" Waller asks.

Zelda nods to Xaillen. "Fine." Xaillen responds. They get on the helicopter and take off.

Little did anyone know, they had been watched by someone that was only known by the dark mistress know.

You're all sooooo lucky Laeedil doesn'y actually know how to summon demons or they would so hunt you all down.