The song is by Evanescence and is called Farther Away.
Raven sat on the floor of the room she shared with Terra and Starfire, trying her best to meditate. She focused her inner eye on her sister's. Long ago, a mental bond had been forged between them, allowing them to sense each others emotions. Many times, Raven had been able to feel her sister's presence, no matter where she was. She could sense that her sister wasn't scared or hurt, but she couldn't seem to lock on her mind enough to find where she was. She was getting agitated.
She could also feel the darkness lurking in her sister's soul, the demon dormant in her consciousness. She willed her sister to control it. She prayed her sister didn't have any nightmares tonight.
Jinx had almost fallen asleep when she heard a loud squeak and felt Rowan jerk herself awake. Rowan was sitting up, panting, tears in her eyes. "Rowan, baby, what's wrong?" she asked, putting her arms on the her shoulder. Rowan twisted around sharply, clinging desperately to Jinx. She buried her head into her surrogate sister and she was crying. "Shhhhh, baby, it was just a nightmare." Rowan's breathing was slowly returning to normal as she became fully awake. Jinx held her as the little child fought to shove the remnants of the nightmare from her mind.
"Jinx, I'm scared. I keep having these nightmares and they scare the hell out of me, but I can never remember them." Jinx didn't know what to do except hold her comfortingly. The little child was slightly quiet now, her breathing fully back to normal. "All I can remember is a voice and a face. Both send shivers up my spine."
"I wish I could help you, baby, but I can't. All I can do is help you get back to sleep." She cradled her like a baby and rocked her back and forth, humming softly. Rowan was asleep within minutes.
Jinx found it impossible to go back to sleep after Rowan had drifted off. She couldn't help but relive her own nightmares, except, unlike little Rowan's, hers were based on her past.
I took their smiles and I made them mine.
I sold my soul just to hide the light.
And now I see what I really am,
A thief a whore, and a liar.
I run to you,
Call out your name,
I see you there, farther away.
She remembered being scared. The flames were blazing all around her and she could feel the skin on her arms blistering. "Mollie!" she called into the burning ash and smoke.
"Jinx!" said a small voice. Jinx crawled low to the ground, just under the smoke. The tiny pink-haired girl was huddled against the wall. When she saw Jinx, she reached out her arms, calling her name out again. Jinx lifted the little girl off of the ground and pressed the child's face to her chest, protecting her from the smoke. She scanned for an exit, and saw the backdoor unblocked by flames. She bolted forward and reached to grab the knob, and was rewarded by a shock of searing heat penetrating the skin on her hand. She cried out and Mollie looked up at her, her rose colored eyes shining with fear.
"It's ok. I'm fine." Jinx tentatively tapped the knob and received another searing burn. She had no choice. She hated her powers, they could only be used for evil, but now it was an emergency. Without letting go of the baby, she summoned the hot pink magic, focusing it on the doorknob. There was a cracking sound as the knob was broken, and the door swung wide opened. Without hesitation, she bolted outside into the cool fresh air, still holding the child, praying that her parents had made it out alive.
I'm numb to you - numb and deaf and blind.
You give me all but the reason why.
I reach but I feel only air at night.
Not you, not love, just nothing.
Orphan…
How she hated the word. She also hated that orphanage those morons had imprisoned her and Mollie in. They had claimed it was for their own good, but she was miserable, and Mollie was sick.
She sat with the small girl on the bed and placed a cold cloth on her forehead. The child sniffed and whimpered and finally fell silent. Jinx gripped her hand, fighting the tears from the back of her eyes. Her parents would have never let Mollie get sick. They would know what to do.
Try to forget you,
But without you I feel nothing.
Don't leave me here, by myself.
I can't breathe
"Let her go!" she shrieked as the dark-haired woman lifted Mollie off of the ground. Mollie was crying, reaching out to Jinx.
"Jinx!" she cried, only fueling Jinx's anger.
"You're not taking my sister!"
"Don't worry, sweetheart. They will be giving your sister a new home. You said you hated this place. Don't you want you sister to have a better home?" another woman said, gripping Jinx's shoulders.
"I don't want us to be separated. I promised her I would take care of her."
"And you will be. This is the best possible way you can take care of her, by letting her find a new home." Jinx stubbornly crossed her arms and snarled in irritation. "Ok, little lady, I think that's enough out of you." The woman lifted her up off the ground and Jinx got scared. The last time she had used her powers was when she had broken the doorknob to rescue them from the fire. She hated them, feared them even. She wasn't all that good at controlling them, but sometimes it was necessary. Her crackling pink energy thrummed around her and she unleashed it. Her aim was off, her strike didn't hit anybody, but it was enough to freak everyone out. A man standing behind her grabbed her, pushing her down to the ground, cutting off her powers.
"Stop it, you little witch!" he yelled.
"You leave my sister alone, you big bully!" Mollie shrieked. The dark-haired woman carried her out the door as the man pinning Jinx to the ground forced her arms behind her back and lifted her up off the ground. He yelped as Jinx's powers snapped across his skin. She bolted out the door, Never to see her sister again.
I run to you,
Call out your name,
I see you there, farther away
He had called himself Brother Blood, and he said he could help her. He told her that her powers were evil and there was nothing she could do about it. He said that, at his school, she would meet other youngsters like her who couldn't control their evil powers. He said she would have a home, a family, two things she hadn't had since she was eight. She didn't want to use her powers for evil, but, as Brother Blood had said, she had no choice. She said she would go with him.
I run to you,
Call out your name,
I see you there, farther away,
Farther away,
farther away,
farther away,
farther away,
farther away
Jinx sat up in bed, panting, trying to shake her past away. "Jinx, are you alright?" Rowan asked sleepily, snuggling up against her. Jinx put her arms around her gently as the baby began to suck her thumb again. Jinx felt better now, Rowan's warmth in her lap being a comfort. The baby was humming softly, allowing Jinx to rock her. "Do you want to talk about it?" she asked gently.
"They were just…bad memories." Rowan was still watching her, inviting her to elaborate. "I haven't seen my little sister since I was your age. She and I were separated when she was two, after our parents died."
"I'm sorry," Rowan said gently. Jinx smiled and pulled her closer. Rowan continued humming. Jinx suddenly giggled, ruffling her hair.
"It's late, sweetie. We should get some sleep."
"Are you-"
"I'm fine, baby." Jinx leaned back on the bed and Rowan snuggled next to her. Jinx gave her a sisterly hug as she and her surrogate sister drifted off to sleep once more.