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Raven's POV
I felt the current push me down. For a moment, I felt nothing. I smiled. I had died. And Earth was saved. Suddenly, I felt the current again. Before I could think, I was thrusted out of the current and onto soft ground onto my hands and knees… out of the water. On no, I thought, I told them not to rescue me! I knelt there, not willing to look up into the accusing faces of my friends. Slowly, I raised my head. I gasped. I was in a world of… gray fog and… nothingness, except for a pool that I suspected I came out of. Is this how Hell looks like?
Then I saw an approaching figure. "Mother!" I ran to her and hugged her tight, never wanting to let go.
"Oh child," she said in her melodic voice that I loved and believed I would never hear again. "It's good to see you again."
"Mother… why am I not in Hell? Trigon looked for me in Azarath, and from what I've heard, he destroyed Azarath in his rage when he found that I escaped. No one survived. Not even," my voice choked in my throat. In a whisper, I continued, "you… I was responsible for all those innocent lives. I killed more than any murder I've known. I should be serving my sins in Hell!"
"You heard correct, honey," her mother said, "But you did not kill those Azarathians. Trigon did, and you could have done nothing to prevent it. If he had gotten you, the world would have either ended or submitted to his rule. I'm sure every Azarathian would rather have died for you than died in the hands of Trigon. As I had."
"Then where am I? And why am I here?"
"You are in the Middle Land. People come here when they should not have died; they have unfinished businesses. You, beloved, are still needed at Earth. You are still needed to destroy Trigon. All hope is not lost. And you are still needed by your friends."
"They don't need me. All I do is make the whole team's air depressed by not ableing to show any emotion. I often had to hurt my teammates' feelings to ensure that I am no threat to those around me. They are far better off without me."
"You are wrong, my daughter. Look," she gestured at the pool. I bent over it and peered at my reflection. Slowly, my reflection desolved to form a picture of the Titans Tower common room. I saw Robin, holding my body's hand and sobbing.
"He loves you," my mother said quietly.
"No. He loves Starfire," I said, a little forcefully. My mother looked at me calmly. I looked away, but I still refuse to believe that he loves me. For one, Starfire loves Robin. I can't take Robin away from her. I love both of them, Starfire as the sister I never had; I just want them to be happy.
"You have sacrificed yourself for others your whole life. Sometimes, you need to work on saving yourself, too."
"Mom, I want to be with you. I'm where I want to be; with my mother who loves me. And the world is saved from my father. He won't be able to use me as the portal. Remember the prophecy, mother"
"Darling, you are the only one strong enough to destroy him. If you destroy him, you will be saving countless innocent lives. If you do not stop him, he will continue destroying planet by planet. It will end the same way."
"Fine, mother. But, I just want to stay here a little more. There is so much I have to tell you."
Arella smiled. "Yes, darling, I suppose you can stay a while longer. So," her tone turned playful, "you love this… man you saw in the pool?"
I blushed. I began to tell my mother about what happened after I fled Azarath. "I was cold and hungry when I met this kind, masked boy…"
Ok, people, sorry for the short, boring, and horrible chapter. This chapter wasjust supposed to clear up some questions.
Here's some background info. Raven was destined to be the portal for her demon father, who then will destroy the world with her at his side. Her mother gave birth to Raven on Azarath, and there she was trained by the priestess, the Great Azar, to control her powers by surpressing her emotions and meditating. At birth, the priests of Azarath looked into her future and discovered her destiny. Her father looked for her in Azarath, and Raven fled. In a rage, he destroyed Azarath.
I promise I'll update soon! I already have the ideas for the next chapter!
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