A/N: Took some ideas from my other stories

Disclaimer: I don't own the Titans, if I did you'd know

Chapter 3

Raven was now stuck in a place with people she didn't know and with no powers. How was she going to survive?

Raven paced around the room, the cottage was beautifully decorated it had beautiful wooden furniture, carefully placed around the room. Yet she didn't care for its beauty, she had to find a way out of this wretched place. She was stuck in the 18th century with no powers and the youthful and cocky mind of a person in the 21st century, which could only work against her. She might be a princess in Zathara, but here in Japan, she was just a youngster, and even worse, a girl. Raven had read enough stories about the history of Japan to know that they looked down upon women. Everything was against her. Raven continued her pacing, and then there was a wrap at the door, Raven stilled.

"Princess Rachel? May I come in?" It was the voice of an Englishman, probably from Zathara.

"Yes" Raven replied. The door was opened and it revealed an elderly man with a head full of white hair. He had soft features and looked very timid.

"I am sorry to bother you, your majesty, but I am here to deliver a message" he said slowly.

"Yes? What is it?" Raven asked.

"Well the Japanese teacher or sensei that lives not too far from here has proposed us with an offer. If we give him a warrior, he will spare and protect our village. The people within the village need his assistance to aid their survival, for there are people who constantly attack the village and destroy the crops and poison the animals. The villagers rely on the protection of this legendary warrior for their survival. But there aren't any young people in their village to send out, and they ask if they can send young Ryu, for training."

Ryu was as close to a bodyguard as Raven could get. Yet he was a very timid creature and Raven suspected to possibly be gay. If put under harsh training, he would seriously crack from the pressure.

Raven studied his face for a moment, and pondered the idea, "No" she said

"No?"

"I'll go"

"Excuse me your highness but that is just obsured"

"No, this could be the opportunity I need"

"With all do respect your Majesty, but this is no walk in the park, you will get no special treatment."

"I do not require special treatment, this could aid me"

"But your Majesty"

"Silence, my mind has been made. Accept the offer and I shall go."

He bowed his head and left the room. Raven smiled to herself, she might not have her powers, but with the help of this teacher, she could learn to fight without it.

The next day, Raven was taken to the sensei. He was a middle aged man who glared daggers into her when she was dropped off. He yelled at her escorts in Japanese, and she was unable to understand the language. When he spoke to her she couldn't understand and he punched the little girl, for her ignorance, which was disrespectful towards him. Raven fell forward but got up and turned to him. She then bent onto one leg and bowed her head. She had watched Robin enough times to know how to address one's teacher. Yoshimitsu seemed impressed by the eight year olds respect and went on his gut feeling, he accepted the young girl as one of his students, with belief that she will impress him.

The first few weeks of training were the hardest on Raven, as she could not speak the Japanese language, and for that she was punished severely, she had broken every single bone of her body in her ruthless training sessions.

She earned a scar across her right eye, and her once flawless skin became overrun with battle and training scars. With twelve years of ferocious training, Raven was a very experienced ninja with finely tuned senses and quick thinking. Her body had become stronger with the aid of hard training through the years.

She was very stealthy and had a great sense of aim and judgment. The training had kept the princess occupied for the years, and when she did have a chance to return to her home, Raven refused and continued her training. With Raven's eagerness to learn more and willingness to give it everything she had, quickly made her Yoshimitsu's top ninja and after her training was completed, she became the old man's body guard.

Her Japanese was fluent; she also learned to speak the language of the demons. The dark creatures that attacked the village were plentiful and very powerful; from trolls and werewolves to witches and warlocks. The creatures were sent to kill Yoshimitsu, they were sent by his foe. Yet Yoshimitsu had the highly trained warrior princess and his other followers to protect him. Raven fought hard, she vanquished demons and warlocks, and she beat up trolls and werewolves with her bare hands.

She was now used to pain, and she could tolerate a great deal of it. She was once a beauty, now she was a rugged, beaten up badass. She still possessed a great deal of charm, and her aura of confidence drew the male species to her. Her experience in the real world made her highly aware of the consequences that came over those who double crossed the allies of her sensei, and her sensei himself.

It was a ruthless cold world, which not just anyone could survive in; it took a great deal of courage and experience. Raven's black hair was cut short into boy's style. Her grey eyes piercing and her beat up look, not very appealing; she was ruthless and heartless, perfect as the bodyguard of Yoshimitsu.

When she returned to Zathara, everything in the kingdom had been destroyed, there were very few survivors. Raven strolled around the barren land, a red bandana tied around her head, Rambo style. She wore black cargo pants, and a black top, her samurai sword in its holder at her back, and her black fingerless leather gloves on her hands. Since she was fighting demons, Raven had learned a lot of magic and spells. She walked silently through the village, ready for anything.

CRASH!

Raven spun around her hand hovering above her wand, ready to attack when it was required. There was a small sound to her right and Raven's eyes darted there and back, she then jumped onto a roof, with little to no noise at all. She then hid herself and watched.

From inside a damaged building emerged a harpy. As it was dusk, the creatures were all emerging from their hiding places. Raven watched silently as the harpy was confronted by a Minotaur. The two then began to fight. The harpy's screeches echoed in the deserted barren city, as the Minotaur rammed a horn into its side. Raven then got up from her hiding place and jumped back onto the ground and continued to wander onwards. The fighting ceased when the black clad ninja jumped from her hiding place, and both the harpy and the Minotaur turned to the intruder and began to charge at her.

Raven did a back flip and jumped right over the two that charged for her, she then sheathed her samurai sword and readied herself for attack. The two beasts charged at the intruder. Raven's quick and swift movements cut both beasts in half, and they both burst into flames. Still crouched on the ground from the attack, Raven rose to full height and slashed the sword into thin air to shake off the blood, then she returned the sword to its holder and she continued forward. Her expression bland, Raven continued onwards through the remnants of Zathara. Her grey eyes and scanning the area, there was a slight movement to her left and Raven stopped. She then turned her head to the left and narrowed her eyes, giving her spy a deadly glance. Knowing he has been spotted, he jumped from his hiding place and walked towards her.

He was tall with dark brown hair and piercing leaf green eyes, even though he was very robust, he moved as swift as a panther. Raven turned to face him, her senses on end and her body ready to dodge any attack that might be thrown at her. Seeing her body tense he smiled softly, "Relax, I don't appose a threat to you" he said smoothly.

"What do you want? You've been following me for hours" she hissed at him.

"I was just wondering what a mortal was doing in a no mans land. Especially a woman"

"That is none of your concern. And I don't remember mentioning my heritage to you. You do know what they say about assumptions"

"No I don't, amuse me"

"I'm not here for your amusement, now either leave me alone, or you'll pay with your life"

"Is that a threat?"

"No, it's a promise" she replied, her voice monotone. Raven then turned around and continued examining Zathara, her senses alert to the being behind her.

"So tell me. Where did you learn all those great moves" he asked running towards, and then walking along side her as if they were old friends.

"I said, leave me alone!" she drawled through grit teeth.

"We are looking for the same thing, and an enemy of my enemy is my friend. So I consider you as an ally"

"How do you know what I'm looking for anyway?" she asked annoyed.

"That's simple, everyone is looking for the Dark Lord; well everyone that isn't a beast"

"Well that still doesn't explain why you are annoying the crap out of me"

"Well two is better than one." He said and earned a death glare from the ninja, but brushed it off. Walking alongside the shrewd male, made her senses go all haywire. Her mind was boggled as if on drugs.

She couldn't think straight, all she could think about what how good he smelled, and how good he looked in his clothes. He was dressed in black pants and a black shirt, in his belt was two guns and a couple of magazines.

Draped over everything was a long black leather jacket. His aura oozed sex appeal, confidence and power.

She was drawn to him, as if he were a magnet. She couldn't think straight with him so close to her. Lost in her own thoughts, Raven didn't realize that they were being attacked till it was too late. An arrow, from a cross bow would have gone through her head, if her companion hadn't jumped to the ground and pulled her along with him.

When she realized what was going on, he had already jumped up, released his weapons and shot the two warlocks that had attacked them. Raven ran over to where he stood, looking dangerous with one boot on his victim and the gun in his hand, which hung by his side.

Before she reached him, the warlock disintegrated. He turned to her, his green eyes searching her face.

For the first time in years, Raven felt like a damsel in distress. She loathed that feeling of vulnerability and her expression became a bland mask. Her cold grey eyes met the leaf green eyes.

"So, where did you learn those moves?" he asked again, his eyes not leaving hers.

"Japan" she replied, looking around the area.

"Oh? Who was your teacher?"

"Yoshimitsu, he was my sensei, my friend, and my grandfather."

"The Legendary Yoshimitsu Matsuki?"

"He's hardly a legend, or that's what he keeps telling me" she said with a hint of humor in her voice. Having saved her life, Raven felt as though she owed him, and she recognized him as an ally, so she relaxed herself around him slightly.

"Wait a minute. You said that Yoshimitsu was your grandfather, does that mean that you are The Black Bird AKA The Raven?"

"That is correct"

"But how can that be possible, Yoshimitsu sired none"

"That's true, I was adopted" Raven put simply, not wishing to tell him the long story about her life, and how he had accepted her as his own granddaughter, for she had always felt like an outsider.

"So now that you know my name, care to tell me yours?" Raven asked sweetly.

"Chaosimo" he stated simply. Not daring to tell her that he was really a Prince who liked living life on the wild side, so he just gave her the name he was given by the warlocks.

"Interesting" Raven said as the two continued to wander through the barren lands of Zathara.

"Chaos for short" he said with a smirk.

"For obvious reasons" Raven remarked. He laughed lightly, and the two continued to have a light conversation till they were confronted by a mass of beasts. They were totally surrounded, outnumbered, outweighed and overpowered.

Raven seemed to shrink back a little, fear coursing her body. Never in her life had she ever been at such a disadvantage. Things were looking bleak. Her life seemed to flash before her eyes when all the beasts charged in for attack.

Well that's a wrap. It took forever to update, but I finally got round to doing it now that it's school holidays and all.

Since I made an effort to update, you could at least take a few minutes of your time and make an effort to review, so I know what people think of my story. Thanks a mill.