Dark Weakness
By: Raven SanDiablo
Disclaimer: Not mine. So like, don't sue.
They were ignorant. All of them. They are far to caught up with their problems to even notice that they don't play any significant role in this dark world…in MY dark world. Caught up in their so-called "business". Caught up in their fear. Fear of change, fear of difference…fear of darkness. Because when darkness comes, my people play. Yes, that's right. Play. With mortals. We play a game of cat and mouse. Of course there are those of my kind that are…we did they say before I let them rest in 'peace'…Oh yes 'merciful'. However, for the rest of us, the strong ones, mortals are nothing but the next meal. Especially to me. They are the prey, and we are the hunters. I would rather fade in the morning sun then speak to a human. HAHAHAHA. But then again, why would I need to speak with one? I'll be satisfied eating them.
A/N: Hey everyone! I'm new to this site, so I was wondering if any one could recommend any Raven/Robin stories to me. Raven/Nightwing work too. Thanks. Please review my story. Flames welcome. But please no "YOU STUPID I HATE YOU YOU STUPID" stuff I've been hearing that other people have been receiving. I just want to know if you like my story or not. And if you don't, then please tell me how I can make it better. Also, I am looking for a beta reader. Please e-mail me at: Just like tell me about yourself. Thanks for reading my story!