See, I can write a story involving Gar and Rae without killing them off XP Well, technically I did kill them off, but they're still here. So shut up.

I'll only be at my dad's house today and tomorrow, and after that I won't be able to update for a week or so because I won't have my laptop, which is my writing computer. But I'll try to write as much as I can.

For those of you who like the badass Star better than the way she is in the show, I think you may like this chapter

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans, stupid.

-Fate-

"What are you doing?"

The harsh voice penetrated Gar's ears as he stirred, his bright eyes slowly opening. A dark figure stood above him, her hands perched on her slim hips. A frown distorted her pale face, and her dark eyes were narrowed. Gar's eyes flew open, staring at the girl.

"Raven?"

The girl arched an eyebrow, removing her hands from her hips and folding her arms lazily across her chest.

"How do you know my name?"

Gar pushed himself to his feet, reaching up to rub his head. Where am I? he thought, looking around him. He appeared to be in a large, rundown apartment complex; he could hear a police siren nearby, and there was graffiti all over the walls of the building.

Then, the boy noticed something rather odd.

He lowered his arm, staring at the tone of his skin. It was... normal. A soft, peach color, like most people's, instead of olive. Gar reached up again, pulling a short strand of hair out of his head, and his eyes widened to a size that made an elephant's foot look like that of an ant.

"I'm not green!"

Raven took a step away from him as Gar turned to her, grinning broadly.

"Kori, one of the potheads escaped!"

The newly-blond haired boy tilted his head to the side, frowning with confusion before his bright smile returned, and he reached out, gripping Raven by the shoulders.

"Rae, it's me! Gar! Look, I'm not green! We're not dead!"

The girl stared at him, looking somewhat frightened.

"KORI!"

Out of nowhere, a fist slammed into Gar's cheek, sending him crashing to the cement ground. He winced, reaching up with one hand to gingerly touch his cheek as he pushed himself to his knees, surprised to find himself staring up at a tall, crimson-haired girl who was glaring coldly down at him.

"Star?"

The redhead shook her head in disgust as she wrapped one arm around Raven's shoulders, pulling her closer to her. Her bright green eyes flashed angrily, and when she spoke, it came out in almost a snarl.

"Look, I don't care what you and your weirdo friends do, but leave my friends out of it."

Gar carefully stood up, holding his hands up in a gesture of surrender.

"Okay, let me start over. You're going to think I'm insane, but please, just listen. And before you ask, I'm not high or drunk or anything like that."

He glanced at the ground, letting out a sigh as he tried to figure out how to explain everything that happened to the two girls in front of him. So, this must be that alternate universe place. By the looks of it, his friends weren't Titans, and if Raven had had to call for help, and 'Kori' had only punched him, he doubted that either of them had any powers. Since he wasn't green, he doubted he did either. They were going to think we was on some type of drug or he'd get taken away to a funny farm; either way, that would keep him from doing what he had been sent back to do. Finally, he took a deep breath, and started to explain.

-Fate-

"So... you're actually dead, then."

Richard Grayson frowned as he slid his hands into the pockets of his jeans, arching one dark eyebrow as his pale blue eyes watched Gar carefully. The blond was currently sitting on the sofa of the four teenagers' apartment, eight eyes glued to him. Gar shrugged, reaching up to scratch the back of his head.

"Well, technically, yeah."

Victor Stone shook his head, folding his arms across his chest as he paced the room. There was no way this was real. The kid had to be lying, right? Alternate universes? Trading souls? Superpowered teenagers? None of it seemed even slightly realistic. Kori looked as though she agreed, her emerald eyes narrowed as she watched Gar.

"You think we're going to believe you? How are we supposed to know you're not just making all of this up?"

"He knew my name."

The four looked over at the dark-haired girl in the corner of the room. She hadn't said a word the whole time. Raven was currently leaning against on of the walls, her arms hanging loosely at her sides, her dark eyes glued to the ground. Several strands of her shimmering black hair fell into her face as she pushed herself away from the wall, grabbing a thin jean jacket off of the table in the kitchen before she strode out of the apartment, slamming the door shut behind her. Kori began to go after her, but stopped when Richard reached out, resting one hand on her shoulder. The redhead frowned slightly, then sighed, her shoulders slumping. Gar's gaze remained on the door, even after Raven had left, before he looked at the other teenagers.

"Is she okay?"

Vic shrugged, stuffing his hands into the pocket of his gray sweatshirt as he looked from the door to Gar, then back at the door.

"I think this whole thing's just got her a little creeped out."

Kori sighed, sitting down on the sofa a few feet away from Gar.

"I don't know which would freak her out more, that she went to Hell or that someone would care enough about her to give up Heaven."

Gar looked over at the tall girl, his bright blue eyes wide with surprise. Why would someone caring about her be such a surprise? Things are different here, remember? he silently reminded himself. Raven might have gone through something even worse in here than she did back home. Richard grimaced as he noticed Gar's expression, and he placed his hands back in his pockets as he sat down next to Kori.

"Aside from us, most of the people Rae's come in contact with haven't been very... nice."

He quickly shut his mouth as Kori sent him a sidelong glare, and he turned his gaze out the small window of the apartment. Gar frowned, looking around the room before he stood up.

"Um, do you guys mind if I go after her?"

Kori, Richard, and Vic glanced at each other, then Vic shook his head.

"Go ahead. She's probably on the roof."

Gar nodded as he stood up, placing his hands in the pockets of the blue jeans that he had found himself in. He quickly strode out of the room, removing one hand from his pocket to open the door, then let his arm hang at his side after he had shut it. One step after another swiftly brought him up several flights of stairs, and eventually he found himself pushing open the door out of the stairwell, and staring at a thin, dark-haired girl silhouetted against the late afternoon sky.

"Raven?"

The girl jumped, turning quickly, before she saw who it was and returned her gaze to out in front of her, staring at the city beyond the apartment complex where she lived. Gar carefully walked over, sitting down next to her. Raven glanced over at him uneasily, then glanced down at her lap.

"So... you're really from some alternate universe-type thing, then?"

Gar nodded a little, shrugging sheepishly.

"Sounds weird, I know."

Raven nodded, resting her elbows on her knees. Gar could see her expression clearly, but it was so blank and void of any emotion that it was almost impossible to try to guess what she might be thinking. He looked away from her, and instead focused on the city. It looked surprisingly like Jump City, except... something was missing. It only took Gar a minute to realize what: Titans Tower.

"Why would you give up Heaven for someone like me? I don't even know you."

Gar looked back as the girl spoke, whisps of her obsidian hair falling in front of her dark blue eyes. He smiled a little and shrugged, looking back out at the city before he spoke.

"Maybe not, but back home, we were pretty good friends."

"But we aren't here!"

Raven jumped to her feet, her large eyes narrowed as she glared down at Gar, who stared up at her in surprise.

"I don't even know you! Why do you care where I go when I die? It doesn't matter, I probably deserve it! You're just wasting your time and dooming yourself! It's stupid!"

Her hands curled into fists as she watched him. To her surprise, Gar chuckled a bit and shook his head, leaning back and propping himself up with his arms. Silence lingered between them for a few moments before the blond-haired teen finally answered.

"It's kind of funny to see you get so mad. Normally you're always so calm."

The dark-haired girl scowled as she propped her hands on her bare hips, as the belt she wore did not hold her baggy black pants high enough to keep her abdomen out of view.

"I'm not your friend, and you don't know me. I bet you're just making this whole thing up; you probably heard someone saying my name earlier! So stay away from me!"

Gar winced slightly as arched an eyebrow, his facial motions disturbing the bruise that had formed from Kori's earlier punch, as Raven strode quickly towards the stairwell. He sighed, shaking his head as he looked up at the sky.

"Your name is Raven Roth. Your favorite color is blue. You like to read a lot, and you drink a lot of tea. Your mom's name is Angela, but she's dead. So is your dad, who you absolutely despised and killed shortly after your sixteenth birthday."

He didn't have to turn, but he could hear the soft thump of her footsteps stop dead. Then, they started up again, and soon the slamming of the door that lead to the stairwell echoed around him. Gar sighed as he sat up, shaking his head.

This might turn out to be more difficult than he had thought.

But hey, he had a whole year. That would be enough time, right?

He had to do it. Not only was the placement of his soul counting on it, but so was Raven's. This Raven's soul probably did too, if he had to turn her around. What he had to turn her around from, exactly, Gar had yet to find out.

A whole year. He could do it. No problem.

"You sure are cocky, aren't you?"

Gar jumped, turning to find a dark figure striding towards him. He quickly leapt to his feet as the girl approached, and his pale-toned eyes widened as he realized who it was.

"R-Raven?"

It certainly wasn't the black-haired, angry Raven he had just spoken with, or the Raven whose soul was currently counting on his success. Instead, she had dark, blood-red hair, and was dressed in a completely black version of the original Raven's usual outfit. This Raven smirked, folding her arms across her chest as she walked closer to him, then reached out, grabbing Gar's chin between her index finger and thumb.

"You're pretty stupid, you know."

Gar jerked away, his eyes narrowing as he held up his fists, then remembered he wasn't exactly a Titan anymore, and lowered his arms, glaring suspiciously at the Raven look-alike.

"Who are you?"

The girl gave a frigid, heartless laugh, shaking her arms hung loosely at her sides.

"I'm your little friend's dark side, idiot. Hatred, I suppose you could call me. Did you think that Master was just going to let you take that stupid girl's soul without a fight? She's the daughter of Trigon; they've been waiting for her to come to Hell for years."

Hatred smirked, arching an eyebrow as she leaned closer to Gar, revealing a crimson tint to her dark eyes. Gar's own eyes widened as he back away from the young woman, who planted her hands on her hips, taking one step closer to him before she reached out with one hand, placing it against his chest.

"One year isn't going to be enough. I'm not going to make this easy for you."

And with that, she shoved, sending Gar falling backwards off the edge of the apartment building.

-Fate-

Hahaha. Cliffhanger:D Haha, I'm such a bitch...