A/N: Before we begin this chapter, I'd like to say a few words, and they are: Nitwit Blubber Oddment Tweak!

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Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked upstarting -
Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!'
Quoth the raven, Nevermore.'

The Raven, By Edgar Allan Poe

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The party at Cybiria had lasted for a good while, the time after Raven met Shenira, Malchior had attempted a few of the 'dirty dancing' moves he'd seen other couples performing, only to get himself a smack in the face from Raven, and a sucker punch from Rorek. After that Raven began to show Rorek what Zacroma showed her, and soon he was also dancing, though rather nervously, along with her, and was able to give death glares to any guys who looked like they were about to come over and flirt.

But afterwards, Raven, once again, found her sleep pattern had left her unconscious until noon. Which was not what she needed that day as, once waking up, she suddenly remembered she'd told Shenira she'd be there at noon.

Using magic, she readied herself the next moment, running down stairs, and grabbing a bag of pop-tarts to eat for breakfast, without any explanation as to why she was wearing a spandex tankini top and knee pants. She decided to teleport the next moment, leaving everyone in the room with question marks hovering over their heads.

Having focused improperly, Raven found herself about to fall into the duck pond of Valley Park, she steadied herself and, focusing a lot better this time, was able to teleport to the end of the dirt driveway Shenira had described.

"Sorry I'm a little late!" She huffed, speed eating her pop-tarts, which was difficult as, she suddenly remembered, she did not like pop-tarts.

"Late? You're right on time…did you run the whole way?" Shenira asked, eyes wide.

"Well, not the whole way." Raven lied. (She hadn't run at all, the reason she was panting was because of the rushed teleportation spells)

"Good grief, well alright. So, how shall we do this? Do you want to improve your stamina, dexterity, agility, strength, balance, or skill?" She asked.

"Um, well I don't think my stamina is that bad," You needed stamina to use magic as much as she did, "But everything else would be a plus, though I think skill can come later." Raven answered.

"Oh, with the way I'm going to do this, skill will be gained whether or not we mean for it to be. Alright, let's see here." She mused, opening up a huge trunk that Raven just noticed was there. In fact, the entire yard seemed to have been set up somehow. Or rather, it was always like this. Raven looked up to find that the trees had all been fixed with a sort of challenge course, some with long logs going from one end to another, others with tight ropes, planks, and even a web of ropes, none of which connected to each other, that looked almost impossible to use at all.

"Do you…use all of that?" Raven asked, suddenly noticing, though it looked like a sort of rope's course, there were no ropes to speak of. As in, there was nothing to keep one from falling if they messed up.

"Yeah. For a time I worked at a circus, I was the dare-devil. And I like to keep my skills sharp with this." She answered, gesturing about the place.

"You can do anything, can't you?" Raven marveled.

"What? Oh heavens no! Not anything, only when it concerns physical activities. And even then, I could never get the hang of quite a few sports. For instance, once I tried to play Baseball, but I got kicked off the team for hitting the ball at people who ticked me off, on purpose mind. I still don't see why you can't do that, bunch of babies." She snorted, making Raven laugh. "Alright, let's get down to business here. First, put these on, next, give me ten laps around that entire course." She said, first tossing a bunch of weights towards Raven, and then pointing to the whole thing up in the trees. Raven's eyes went wide. "Oh, and at least try to use as little magic as possible, this is physical training after all, but you can stop yourself from falling if you need to." Shenira said with a grin.

Raven stared at her.

"What? Did you think I wouldn't be able to put two-and-two together?" She asked, grinning even more widely. "I was a little surprised when I realized it, but it made sense. Besides, a few more moments of gossip and the entire club realized that the Teen Titans had joined the party. I think Cyborg and Robin were the dead giveaways." She said. "So, are you ready?" She asked.

"Alright, alright. I guess it was just wishful thinking that you wouldn't know who I was." Raven sighed, strapping on the weights.

"I didn't know at first. But when I realized it I asked myself why you'd bother improving your physical prowess? And then I answered myself, because your abnormally intelligent for a teenage girl." She said, musing aloud. "So, since I know you won't fall off and kill yourself, I decided to dump you into that obstacle coarse first thing. If you're really serious about this, you'll only use magic to keep yourself from falling, and that's it. Don't use it to help you balance, and don't use it to make you faster or so that you can keep a hold of one of the ropes. If you fall, you have to start over from the beginning. We'll do this every day until you can get through without falling. And then I'll time you." She explained.

Raven sighed, and knew instantly that she was in for a looooong 4 hours.

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"And just where were you!" Zacroma cried, the moment Raven entered the Tower again.

"Hell." She said simply, slumping into the empty sofa, lying on her stomach, her face in the decorative pillows.

"I'll believe it! What happened!" Beast Boy cried.

"Is Raven back? RAVEN! Where were you we were so worried!" Starfire exclaimed as she and Robin came into the room. The next moment, Malchior and Rorek were there as well, as was Cyborg.

"Long story, actually it's not. I met a woman named Shenira at Cybiria, and we got along pretty well, so we decided to meet again. Well, that turned into deciding that I needed to work a little more on my physical strength, dexterity, endurance, all that. So she decided to take me on. Well, seems she use to work at a circus before she became a highly paid bouncer for this one night club, so she's got this whole obstacle coarse up in the trees, and after realizing that I could just float to the ground if I fell, she made me go through it. Well, I never actually finished because, not only was I not suppose to use magic to help me, but I had all these weights strapped to my arms, legs, and waist. It required a lot more than it looked." She explained.

"You couldn't have told us this before leaving without a word!" Malchior exclaimed, pulling on his hair.

"Sorry, last night we all went to bed right after coming back, there wasn't exactly a time for me to say anything, and this morning, well, I had told her I'd be there at noon, and I woke up at noon. So I had to rush." She explained, not even turning her head to look at them as she spoke. "Ugh, I never knew just how soar a body could become." She groaned. "I'm almost tempted to transform into a demon just so it will leave, but I'm not sure just how much good that would do for my human body."

"Well, it seems you're a few steps ahead of me, Raven." Robin said. Raven turned her head to give him a questioning look. "I was thinking, after our last battle with Judora, we all need to do a little more training." He told them. "And not just an hour or two in the training room each day improving the skills we already have, because, let's face it," He turned to Beast Boy, Cyborg, and Starfire, "Compared to the others, we're all lagging behind."

"What are you thinking Robin?" Cyborg asked.

"I'm thinking that, if it's possible, we need to get down to business. Because right now, our greatest enemy is a lot stronger than us, and if we don't improve ourselves to match it, we'll all be handicaps to Raven like we were the last time. Only Malchior, Rorek, and Zacroma were able to fight against the spell Judora put over all of us, for obvious reasons." He said. "The sword Raven gave to me, and the bow she gave to Starfire, help us quite a bit in the strength department, but we won't be able to help at all if we don't adapt ourselves to the tricks of our enemy." He then turned to Zacroma, "You said you were a priestess, well, do you think that you might be able to train us to be priests and priestesses as well?" He asked.

"I get it! In order to fight demons properly, we need to be immune to them as well!" Cyborg said.

Raven pushed herself up, "I see," She said, "And I think, there is a way to do this, without you four having to undergo years of training and vigil. Because what your asking, Robin, would take a lot longer than we have." She said. She then turned to Zacroma, "But I'm going to need more than just a little of your blood." She said grimly.

Zacroma paled, and everyone was staring at her, waiting for an answer. She looked apprehensive, and uncomfortable, but bit her lip and nodded, "Alright, all do whatever I can." She said.

"Right, also," She turned her attention to Malchior and Rorek, "Do either of you have a mastery of swordsmanship?" She asked.

"Of course! I can't even count how many styles of the blade I've learned and mastered!" Malchior boasted.

"Good, then you can train Robin properly." She said, causing him and Robin both to falter.

"What! Can't Rorek teach me!" Robin demanded.

"Um, my half of our weapon mastery involves bows, spears, javelins, and other long-ranged weapons." Rorek answered with a frown.

"Good, then you can help Starfire improve her skill." Raven said. "Zacroma, you're weapon of choice is duel-blades, correct?" She asked.

"Yeah, why?" She asked.

"I want you to teach Beast Boy how to fight with them." She answered. "Yesterday I somehow managed the time to study up on that mask, or rather, perform a few spells to make it reveal its secrets to me." She turned her head over to Beast Boy, "And so the only one of you four who won't be getting a weapon from me, will be Cyborg, and I already have a good idea as to what to do with him." She said.

"Whoa, whoa, wait! What sort of 'weapon' is this mask gonna be for me!" Beast Boy exclaimed.

"You know how you can only transform into animals on this planet, but can't when that animal or creature is of magical blood? Well, if my guess is correct, you will be able to transform into all manner of mythical beings once you put it on." She then smirked, "You could even become a dragon."

Beast Boy stared at her for a moment, and then cried, "OH SNAP! BOO-YA! I'm gonna be a dragon too yo!" while pointing a jabbing finger at Malchior.

"So? Your level will be determined by your ability to transform. You'll only be able to change into a lesser dragon, imbecile." Malchior snorted.

"But I'll be able to change into other stuff too!" He exclaimed. "Like, like Pegasus, and unicorns, and, uh, trolls, and griffins, and all that stuff!"

"And elves." Raven put in.

"Huh?"

"Elves are distinctly more physically apt than humans, mostly in the area of agility and speed. Zacroma's choice of weapon focuses on these two things more than anything else, so learning to use them as an elf will give you a very good advantage." She said.

"I get it! So what about Cyborg?" Rorek asked.

"I was thinking, well, it would be a bad idea to change your circuitry so that you ran on magic instead of electricity, but if we somehow fused the two together, and replace all of your metal parts with some magical metal like Mithrill, not only would your body become far more powerful, but you would be able to learn and use some spells." Raven said, turning to face Cyborg.

But he looked uneasy at this, "I, I don't know about that, I mean, right now I know how my body works, backward and forward, if we did all of that, well, all I really know about magic is that it exists, and you three can use, in fact you can use a lot of it. What if something malfunctions? I won't have any idea how to fix it!" He said.

"It won't malfunction. You forget, as Dark Raven I can use blood as easily as Avelona probably could. All I would have to do, is focus a lot more on you while using Zacroma's blood to make you all resistant to Judora's dark spells. If I merged your technology with magic that way, and then infused your metal parts with it as well, I seriously doubt that there's anything that could go wrong. Especially since we're using angel blood, hexes and dark spells that might use your new prowess against you wouldn't be able to work." Raven explained.

"I sill don't know about all this, but I'm gonna trust you Rae." He said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Thank you." She said with a smile.

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The next few weeks were possibly the most stannous and enduring days of Raven's entire life, physically anyways. However, not only was she going through hell during Shenira's training, but she was doing a good deal of magic during those days as well. And it might have been alright, if their old enemies hadn't finally surfaced with new, unnecessarily complicated plans to defeat the Titans, taking into account the powerful new additions and Raven's boost. But, she was having to deal with Mad Mod drugging and hypnotizing her, or at least trying to anyways, H.I.V.E. enlisting the help of some witches (who Raven knew from Alabaster's) and having them attempt to 'bind' Raven, Malchior, and Rorek (this, obviously, had no affect whatsoever), Dr. Light giving them a little trouble (until he realized that the one in white was, in fact, Raven), and Amazing Mumbo trying to turn Raven into his apprentice again (and then getting smacked in the face with a bout of real magic as Rorek dispelled his illusions and Raven sending jolts of white lightening at him). There were a lot of other villains trying to get their say in, and still the only one the Titans felt they should be worrying about at all was Judora.

Raven's first project had been the mask, but that didn't take very long. All she needed was to change into Dark Raven and fuse it with a little of her and Beast Boy's blood. Hers to make it more powerful, and Beast Boy's so that it would recognize him as its master. After that, it took a time convincing Beast Boy that, no, it was not going to take over his body and make him destroy the world by calling the moon to come crashing down on it like on some video game, and get him to put it on.

At first, nothing seemed to happen, but then Raven told Beast Boy to try and morph himself into a creature he couldn't before. Seeing as they had done this on the roof, Beast Boy tried to change into a dragon first thing. This, did not work, and Malchior laughing so hard tears were coming out of his eyes did not help things. Beast Boy had managed a dragon, sort of. First time, the head was huge, but the body was the size of a basketball. Next try, it was his tail that was bigger than the rest, though his head wasn't exactly in proportion with the body either. And the next it was the body that was big, and the head, tail, wings, and legs that were too small.

So, Beast Boy started working on something more simple first, and elf. That didn't go over too smoothly either, but it was a lot better than the dragon.

As for Robin, well, it became obvious after the first few days that, though he couldn't resist throwing snide remarks and taunting Robin, Malchior was, in fact, a good teacher. Robin was incredibly soar after the first few practices, but he was getting better quite swiftly, probably because of Malchior egging him on like he did.

For Starfire though, well, all she really needed was a lot of practice. Rorek could give her tips and show her how to shoot multiple arrows at once, but other than that she was good at aiming already. And the perfection of the bow and how it seemed to be morphing to suit her helped as well.

Cyborg was currently working on improving his parts, giving himself (rather expensive) upgrades and trying, now more than ever, to reach past his limits. But other than that, there was little he could do until Raven was ready to really make an upgrade.

As for all that, well, Zacroma seemed to be showing the strain worse than Raven. The first person they'd 'immunized' was Robin. And the transition was painful too, it took a lot out of Robin, Raven, and especially Zacroma. Raven had been given a donation by Malchior and Rorek to help her, but Robin and Zacroma weren't as lucky. Both of them were out of commission for an entire day, Zacroma needing extra care and a lot of nourishing things to eat. But after that, the rest of the Titans were becoming a little more edgy about the entire thing, even though Raven did warn them that it would not be easy.

However, once Robin recovered, it was like he'd been filled with a new sort of energy. He was shining like a bright light, showing a drastic improvement in, not only his training, but in all his old skills as well. In fact, it was so impressive, Beast Boy even asked to be next. But Zacroma wouldn't really be up to another transition like that for a few days still.

With Shenira, Raven, also, was improving. She wasn't falling nearly as much, she wasn't coming home feeling quite as beat as she had, and she had actually finished the coarse and progressed to having a time limit. The weights Shenira strapped to her were getting heavier as well, and the woman herself seemed rather impressed with how swiftly Raven was improving. Though Raven was starting to get the feeling that, now that she was straining herself, her demon side was seeping a little more into her, firming up her muscles and pumping more oxygen through her body with each breath and each heartbeat. It was reacting to the strain like a survival mechanism.

So far, no sign from the Blood Clan, except for one. At the end of the second week after their last big battle, Vincent Gray was reported missing, Mr. Gray had called Raven especially to try and look for him. Well, she didn't find him, but she was on the scene the moment it had been reported.

"Do not touch the circle!" Raven ordered sharply before the policeman could move to try and remove the body. He stopped and glared at her.

"I'm afraid this is a police investigation, Miss Raven, you should just—"

"And I'm afraid that if you don't listen to me you'll be supporting a few serious problems that I'm pretty sure won't be listed in any hospital besides the mental ward." She hissed right back. The next moment Zacroma was there, and she cried out the moment she saw what was going on.

It the remains of a dark ritual, not one to summon a high demon this time, but to summon, if Raven wasn't mistaken, a wraith. A circle had been made of blood in the grass, hangman's blood, the type of blood Judora had used to create the circle that, had Raven absorbed it, would have had a good try in turning her back into a demon. It was this blood, mixed with that of a demon's, which could do things, things Raven would rather not think about. Vincent had been tied to the ground with the use of stakes, his wrists and ankles were bloody where the ropes held him, obvious that he had been struggling throughout the entire thing. His entire chest looked as if it had been cut open, one cut from the base of his neck down to his waist, and another across his chest. The flesh had been ripped back, revealing the disgusting and mangled organs, black and bloody, hardly distinguishable from each other, but there was no blood on the ground around him. His face had been frozen into a look of terror, stuck in a scream that most likely tore his lungs up on the inside.

Raven looked away, her face twisted in a grimace. All the markings, all the signs, left out in the open for all to see. There was no doubt it had been a wraith, bursting from his chest. But what did Judora need with a wraith? And why Vincent? Why did they have to use him for something big?

Well, that could be for many reasons. The boy might have had an extremely high tolerance for dark magic, he could have been easily possessed by ghosts and spirits, he might even have had a little demon blood running in his veins. Not much, probably 1 millionth of a percent, but even that little was still some. After all, demons aren't exactly monogamous, and had no problem sleeping with humans in the olden times.

It didn't really matter, what mattered now was getting Vincent out of that circle. Raven looked at Zacroma, who nodded, and formed a blade in her hand. She cut herself, and sprinkled the gathered blood from her hand over the circle.

Almost immediately it burst into violently white flames. Raven shielded her eyes, there were cries from the police and Crime Scene Investigation team as the blood in the circle was completely destroyed. Once it had died, Raven walked over to the body, and knelt down, she placed her hands on his face, and almost screamed.

"Zacroma! Get over here quick!" She yelled.

"What! What is it!" Zacroma exclaimed.

"I don't believe this, they've trapped the soul inside this body! He's still alive in there!" She yelled in furry. How could someone, even the Tainted, be so cruel! "Stay back!" She snapped at the bystanders, who were about to rush in once again. They glared at her, and pressed forward, but she pulled up a barrier to stop them. "Alright, now that that's taken care of, here." Raven said, taking the knife from Zacroma.

Swiftly, she cut a long gnash in her arm with the blade, and almost immediately what blood had come out was sucked back into the wound, but not just that, it spread about her body, transforming her into Dark Raven.

Without even being told, Zacroma stuck out her still bleeding hand, and Raven took it, and sucked.

Fire, pure and exciting, filled her entire being. The familiar feeling of ultimatum, of being utterly limitless coursed throughout her body, infusing her with a power like a sweet, tantalizing fruit forbidden to her. She'd felt this once before, when she had taken great amounts of Zacroma's blood into her system, and then relinquishing it to Robin in such a form that his human body would be able to adapt to it swiftly. It was the sort of feeling that every being longs for but doesn't know, being so close to purity, far away from sin and darkness. With this blood, she could do the impossible.

And she did. She placed her hands upon the boy's shape, and in a few short moments, his body mended itself, the ropes fell like rotten strings from his wrists and the wounds from them disappeared. His face relaxed from the horrified look, and he began to breath, steady, strong, as the soul began to rest back into the entire body, no longer trapped, but no longer trying to leave either.

When this was finished, he was staring at her as she heaved a little out of exertion. "Y-you." He whispered, "You were real, you are real. I knew…I knew…it was real, you, you saved me, you saved me again."

"You were not suppose to remember, but I doubt there is much we can do about this now." Raven said with a grave frown, "You could only have unlocked such memories, if you wanted to remember a good deal. So why, why did you wish to keep hold on memories that would torment you for the rest of your life?" She asked him.

"Because, because you saved me. You came out of the darkness to help me, you're a demon, but you're a good guy. You're scary, but you're on my side. I wanted to remember…" He answered, still staring up at Raven with an almost idolizing look of awe.

"Then swear to me that you will not breath a word to anyone. The horrors that you have faced are not meant for the human world to know of, you may keep your memories if you wish to so much, but guard yourself against those who tried to kill you and seal you in an eternal purgatory. Do you understand?" She asked.

He nodded, "Yes."

"Good." Raven turned to Zacroma, "We will need to wipe away the mental and technological records of what has happened here, to do this I am going to require a bit more of your blood." She said.

"Right," Zacroma used the knife and slit her wrist so that the vein was cut as well, and held it out to Raven, who greedily lapped it up so that not a drop landed on the ground.

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"What could Judora do with a wraith?" Robin asked warily.

"And what is a wraith!" Beast Boy exclaimed.

"Okay, how many of you have seen Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban?" Raven asked.

"Azka-what?" Malchior questioned, completely bemused. However everyone else, save Rorek, raised their hands.

"You know what a Dementor is, right?" She questioned.

"Heck yeah! Those creepy things with the hoods and stuff! Why?" Beast Boy questioned suspiciously.

"That's a wraith, or rather, that's like a wraith. Sucking happiness out of humans is only one of their powers, and sucking their soul out as well. But that isn't all they do. They're called Death Wraiths because that is what they are, death in the living world, grim reapers who take souls without bothering to make sure the person is dead first, only they keep the soul for themselves. I can't see why this one didn't take Vincent's soul, though, it's odd. But they're also the most powerful and deadly servants of necromancers. So far as I know, the only thing they have in common with demons is that they were both banished to the same realm during the Purge." Raven said.

"Uh, what? What's the 'Purge'?" Asked Cyborg.

"The time in which the First God slowly became the only god that Earth bowed down to." Malchior explained. "I should know, I watched as it happened. Other races, the dark ones first, were being killed off by the churches, and the records of them destroyed. I don't really think He was too happy about it, though, but anyway,

"It started with the darker, more evil races. While we were still walking the earth as one, demons were being killed off and banished by a joint effort on the part of all races, even the race of dark elves were helping in this, so you didn't find many demons around that weren't possession someone, because the ones with bodies were persecuted by armies. But that's just where it started. Necromancy was already a forbidden art, so death wraiths were dealt with by the churches, who were the ones with the power to kill these truly evil creatures."

"But then humans began to turn on those who had been their fellows in this war, after demons were becoming less and less of a threat. Humans were always the most close-minded of creatures, but the bad part was they had the easiest time propagating and they grew swiftly, so there were more humans than any other single race. The other races, elves, dwarves, and even fairies tried to get along with humans, but when just a handful of them acts violent towards a human, the race was labeled an enemy almost immediately, even though humans were constantly being hostile to even the most docile of creatures." Rorek came in.

"After a time, even the pure creatures such as unicorns and crystal dragons were being hunted. Now, high dragons like us aren't restricted to a single planet, we can travel through space faster than light. In fact, we weren't even born on earth, but on the planet you call Saturn. I imagine Saturn and Jupiter are currently home to thousands of dragon civilizations, they were the favored planets, and the sun is probably teeming with the offspring of what the higher dragons saved of the lesser dragons. But the rest of these races weren't so lucky." Malchior said.

"Magic became something to fear, and the old, now extinct, races became myths and legends. The patrion gods of each race bowed to the will of the First God as He is their creator and took their people with them into their own realms of death. The sciences of old were lost forever because they needed magic to work properly, and magic was soon associated with the mythical races. The churches forbade these practices, and even began to burn anyone accused of this magic, calling them 'witches'." Rorek added.

"Though it was all completely ridiculous as, if they had ever really caught a witch, it would be their own skin burning. Witches were usually the most respectable men and women in the entire town, and they were the ones who edged people towards others to burn in their place. Especially if someone was on their scent, you got suspicious of a real witch, and it would be you burning on that stake." Malchior said. "But that's how things went, and, to my knowledge, the Purge has yet to be completed. But that's not at all surprising, I mean, society sort of did a complete turn-around and, though they can't really show it off in public, the mythical races are more comfortable now. What's left of them anyway. I mean, I imagine a lot of your villans with superhuman powers like you are decedents of a few different mixes." He explained.

"People with supernatural power probably all have a little of the mystical blood in them. So yeah, that's what the Purge is, mostly during the renaissance timeframe I think." Rorek finished.

Everyone stared, most with open mouths, some just with really wide eyes, and it took a minute for Rorek and Malchior to realize the odd looks they were receiving. "What?" They asked, at the same time, and with the same tone of voice. But then, suddenly, they seemed to realize that they were, not only finishing each other's train of thought, but they were also standing beside each other as well. With a cry, they separated to the opposite ends of the room.

"Okay, that was just, just freakish man." Beast Boy said.

"Uh, you two can slow down with the merging anytime now! This is really creeping us out!" Cyborg put in.

"I thought you said you were done with your merging for the year!" Zacroma exclaimed.

"I thought we were!" They answered at the same time, they then shot glares at each other, "Stop it! No you stop it! I said stop! Gah, shut up!" They cried in frustration.

"It, must have something to do with Judora." Raven remarked. They all looked at her, "Every time we see her, it's like they become a little more like each other."

"Which is exactly what she wants." Robin pointed out frowning.

"Yes, so she could, very well, be doing this on purpose, seeing as how she needs the power of a gray dragon to resurrect Trigon from the dead. I still don't know how she thinks she can do that, but she's obviously convinced, and that can't bode well." Raven agreed.

"So what, do we want them to merge, or not?" Asked Zacroma.

"Depends on when it happens. If it happens and they're currently being tied to an alter with Judora looming over them holding a sacrificial implement, no. If they're just sitting here and suddenly there's a flash of light and then it's Malorek, yes." Raven said. (By now she'd, of course, told them all about that dream.)

"Because then we're a gray dragon, the most powerful dragon in the cosmos, and therefore Judora would be roast the next moment she decided to show her ugly face." Malchior said with a hiss.

"Is there anything we can do to prevent them from being forced to merge by Judora?" Asked Robin.

Raven sighed and hung her head, "Robin, you forget, right now, anything is possible for us. But even Dark Raven using Angel's blood has to go by a few rules. For one, I don't know if I would be able to keep them separated, and then merge them back after this is all over. It could create a permanent gap between them, and gods know we don't want that to happen." Malchior snorted, "Shut up, and get over it." Raven snapped irritably. "Besides, we're putting enough strain on Zacroma as it is—"

"What if you sped up the merging instead, though?" Exclaimed Beast Boy suddenly. Malchior and Rorek glared at him, but his eyes found Zacroma, who paled suddenly, "Or, not." He said, sounding guilty.

"We're already asking a good deal out of Zacroma, doing a powerful spell like that is asking far to much." Raven told him flatly. "Keeping the gap open would be easier."

"Alright, so we continue with our training sessions." Robin said grimly, "Raven, I think you should work on Cyborg next. If my assumption from what I've gathered is correct, he'll be spending the most time recovering out of all of us, and we'll need him."

"Right." Cyborg said, crossing his arms over his chest, and trying not to look too apprehensive.

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A/N: You guys are lucky I got this chapter out because I have a friend over and she's a bit more important than you. No kidding, LOL! Anyways, for those of you who are still wondering, Cybiria is a dance club in Serial Experiments Lain. I think some of you got it, but you didn't send me a way to your e-mail address! So no Fanart for you!

Raven002: Cool! I'm glad it went well, but how did you do it? Is it an on-going production type thing? Or did you just take a few points of the fic and smash them together so it would fit into a time-frame? I'm a little confused, but tell everyone I said You're Welcome!

I'm InTeReStInG: I am going to kill your name. Ahem, anyways, how do you think Malchior was gonna dance with Raven? . Banned from Teen Titans? How'd that happen? And how does that work! Did you get bad grades because of it or something? Alright, I don't wanna know, but that's just crazy! And I guess I'll check out your stories later if I remember, but right now I'm in a bit of a rush.

Jack Inqu: To tell you the truth, I was going to have Beast Boy get that very power before you reviewed, that's what the mask was for, obviously. And Cyborg's gonna get a power up as well so it all works out. And don't worry, I will be giving them a good fight. You think Judora's gonna take their power ups lying down?

Well, that's about it, now I have to go because my friend has been neglected enough already. Ja ne!