(A/N: im glad u all liked this story. It goes good with remember me. Well heres the second chappie. Enjoy!)
(Raven's POV)
I turned around. My eyes wide. I looked into his eyes and he looked back into mine.
"Who are you?" I demanded.
"I'm Rorek." He said.
He looked just like Rorek but ghostly, hazy.
"How do I know you're not Malchior?" I asked.
"Um-" He started.
"Well I think you'll just have to judge that for yourself."
He made what looked like a smile from under his mask. One thing was true. He looked exactly like Rorek. He had the scarf, the ragged clothes, hair everything.
"Why do you look all hazy." I asked.
This was weird. The last time I talked to a mysterious figure he tried to kill me. Could I trust him.
"I'm trapped in that book." He pointed to the book on the table.
"That's what Malchior said." I pointed out aggressively.
"The dragon is in the other book." He pointed out.
"I put him there myself."
"Of course he put a spell on me too." Rorek rolled his eyes.
He sat on my bed.
"Oh, may I?" He gestured toward the bed.
"Ya." I said.
I smiled gently. He smiled back. He sat down and tapped his finger on the bed.
"You're pretty." He said casually.
Malchior was more of a shining polite knight. Of course that Malchior wasn't real. He never was.
"You're sad." Said Rorek calmly.
"You've met him."
"What!" I asked alarmed.
"You have met Malchior." He said quietly.
"Ya." I replied.
I looked down at my feet. I felt tears come to my eyes.
"He broke my heart."
I cried and put my hands over my eyes.
"Don't cry dear Raven, don't sry." Said Rorek.
He put his hand on my chin. He looked me in the eye.
"He was never real, never there for you, but I will be."
I rested my head on his shoulder.
"Thank you." I managed to say through sobs.
"Always." He lifted my head and wiped the tears away.
"I don't think you're Malchior." I said.
I smiled weakly.
"Don't worry, I'm not." He said cheerfully.
He sat and talked.
"Wait, how did you know my name?" I asked after a while.
"I never told it to you."
He blinked for a second.
"That other guy, um, Beasty Bob was it?"
"Beast Boy." I corrected.
"Oh yes." He said.
We laughed. I wiped the tears from my eyes.
"Anyway before he gave you the book he rehersed his lines."
"He was nevous."
"Oh, ok." I said.
"Um, how do you get out of the book?" I asked.
"Well right now I'm like sort of a ghost." He explained.
"I don't want to talk about how I escape right now." He looked at the ground.
"Okay." I said.
That was weird. If he were Malchior then he would want to talk about escape. Maybe this was Rorek. Maybe this was her knight in shining armor. We talked for a while.
"Garfield?" Rorek asked.
"Ya." I said.
"His name is Garfield!" He asked again.
I nodded and smiled. This was fun. I was having fun and nothing was blowing up. Around this person I could control my emotions. This had to be Rorek. There was nobody else that was this understanding, funny, smart and like me.
He was Rorek. He is Rorek. He is the one person that actually understands me. Robin does a little, Cyborg is just a friend, Starfire understands me better than the others because she was me and Beast Boy……. Beast Boy tries to understand. I know that he tries but he is too goofy. Terra was a traitor and doesn't even remember us.
Malchior betrayed me. Rorek was someone I could connect with. He is like me. Dark and mysterious.
"Stank ball?" He asked.
"Ya." I chuckled.
"That's a funny name." He said.
"Stank-ball, hhmmmm."
He smiled at me. I smiled back.
"Raven, I was wondering-" He started.
"Ya?" I asked.
"Could we be, friends?" He asked.
For a second I swear that I saw the ghostly figure blush. I stared. Nobody had ever asked to be my friend. The Titans were like my family but none of them asked me personally. I smiled.
"Ya." I said.
"I could use a friend."
(A/N: hope u liked it. srry it so short. Well ill update in a week nor less. Im kinda a fast updater. Well ttyl-bbintheblue)