"Raven…" She could feel herself being drawn into Nevermore, that desire growing more and more with every passing second. Raven opened her eyes to find she was standing in front of the gateway leading into the more desolate area of her mind. Raven promptly turned around, kicking up dirt, in the process. Behind her everything had changed. In one area it was bright green with blue and purple flowers, while right next to it seemed as the driest desert. Then, over on the right side stood a little marsh, with boggy mud, and over watered trees. It was all so…wrong. Whatever was happening could not be a good sign. She quickly pushed her anger down.
Raven immediately kicked off the ground, momentarily surrounding herself in a cloud of sand. She flew fast and far, hoping to find someone that could answer her questions. She passed over much of the same terrain as at the entrance, green grass, yellow sand, brown marshes, and the like. She began slowing down, realizing that it would not help her if she merely passed her objective without even knowing it. She scanned the floor, hoping to find any sort of color. Then, quite abruptly over by a rock cluster, she saw a flicker of a yellow cloak. She flew fast, at first going head down, then abruptly pulled her knees up to her chest, jerked her shoulders to allow her legs to take lead, and gracefully guided her feet the rest of the way to the ground.
"What the hell is happening here!" Raven bellowed, her anger suddenly overflowing inside her, and at that moment she didn't care. She wanted to know what was happening in her mind.
In front of her stood one of her emotions, but a more geeky, sort of unattractive version. Knowledge was one of the foundation. In other words Knowledge was one of the first emotions she experienced. Although it had occurred to Raven that Knowledge wasn't really an emotion, Knowledge was a part of her and that was all that mattered. The other founders included, Hatred and Hope. Knowledge merely stood up holding a stone she was examining. She scrutinized it a second longer, then allowed it to slip from her fingers. Knowledge pushed her glasses up higher on her nose, then gave Raven a look that would have put shame to even the most experienced librarian. Her face, both stern and blank, gave off the impression that she should give a retort, but would not belittle herself by doing so.
"Oh, Raven how nice to see you again. Am I correct that you are here to ask what is happening I to your mind? Well, as you can obviously see, your mind has become a desert, a bog, and a grassy hill side all rolled into one." Knowledge would be able to put rocks to sleep the way her voice droned on.
"Yes, it is obvious Knowledge, now, I want to know why it's happening!" Nobody could quite seethe like Raven.
Knowledge rubbed her nose for a second before replying. "Well as much as I would like to help, your asking the wrong person. You should ask who first found out what was happening. I'm sure she could explain in more detail, surprisingly enough."
"More detail? Who could explain with as much detail if not more that Knowledge?" But before she could ask, Knowledge slipped away, seeming to fold into herself before vanishing.
"Great, just what I need, vague answers." Raven muttered under her breath, throwing her hands in the air. She sat down on a near rock. "What did she mean? Who was there besides Knowledge who could explain what was happening? She had a feeling she wasn't going to like the answer whoever gave it."
Raven heard the crunch of rocks behind her and whirled around.
In front of her stood a new emotion she had never seen before. She wore a deep purple cloak that was even darker than her hair. She wore a face that said she knew what she was doing. "Well your right." Said the new emotion. "You're not going to like it."
Raven squinted her eyes at her. "Wait, how did you know what I was thinking? Emotions can't read my mind, only feelings…."
"That's easy, your emotions are triggered by your thoughts, and I merely….interpret those feelings, giving me in turn, what you were thinking."
Raven could only stare. Then it occurred to her. "Wait, is this the one Knowledge was talking about? Who is this new emotion?"
"Let's see," The purple cloaked emotion muttered, fingering the edge of her cloak. "First of all yes, I am the one Knowledge was talking about, and for the second, I suppose you could call me Instinct."