Sorry it took so long to update, my computer got spy-ware incrusted then we fixed it so now it's good and I have it back, so expect me to update, also I'm reposting some of my work, making it better

-Minuet and Riley

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The Green Changeling walks into the museum that used to be his friend ( or maybe more's) room, a thin film thick layer of dust on her bookcases; he ran his finger along the thick spine of the ancient text, words written in languages older then time itself, it all was completely gibberish to him.

"Raven's love." He mutters to himself as he takes a book out the rosewood case, surprisingly, it was in English, Titled 'The End?' he opened the book, hearing the creak of the spine of the leather book made him feel like he shouldn't have gone into it, but, it merely was a page entitled; 'Why I didn't really or can't really die'. Raven's voice filtered out of the text, as if she was really there. Beast Boy froze like a deer. Raven's voice, the subtle mix of sarcasm and lost feeling, it telling him what he wanted to hear, like everyone really wants to. His subconscious guessed it was a dream but he was to into the notion that it seemed plausible.

"Hello good friend, this is an enchanted book, if you're looking through it then I can safely assume that I have pass away. It listed the ways to bring me back. I'm a demon, demons will never truly die, the will go back to Hell to burn as Hellfire. I'm not a full demon. My mother was a goddess, a Tennyo or Celestial Maiden or what ever, if everything happens like I planned, I will not be able to have a resting place, even if it's not based on blood lines. Anyway, I can't be in Heaven because my father is a demon and I can't live in hell because I don't deserve it. Which leads me to the conclusion of I will probably be in Limbo, Azareth or Avalon, each has points of entry on earth."

Beast Boy barley noticed as he sat down on her bed. She was somewhere. That you could reach. He moved to turn the page. It showed a map of the globe one that dated back at least a few centauries, the colors where dull mostly, the map was fading, although certain points glittered in bright green.

"The hunter green points accent where The Mist of Avalon are rumored to be, although it takes a skilled sorceress to part them to show the land. Never try to go near them alone. Lake Sirens roam free around the points, trying to make men wander forever lost till they die. This is where you should try first; Avalon has the answers to where I will be, one of the Patron Goddess is Toto, who can find anything. Further instructions will appear when Avalon Mist touches the pages." Ravens voice faded as the map became brighter. The titles of each country appeared like webbing as Beast Boy sat up. So began The Search.

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REVIEW PLEASEY It was agony finishing it. If you don't mind, please tell me if I should make a separate story for the Search, its going to be more action/adventure then angst.

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