Ah, yes, sorry it took so long, I kind of had to tweek it a little. Here is the next chapter, I hope you enjoy it.

There was a sickening sound as blood sprayed everywhere. The sword had gone directly through Timothy and he was holding onto the hilt as Slade walked towards the crystal artifacts. Blood poured onto the ground from both ends of the wound as Timothy struggled to stand and pull the sward out.

"I'm disappointed, you aren't as strong as you pretended to be." Slade said reaching for the artifacts.

As Slade's hand moved in to touch the artifacts they shimmered and bent away from him. He grabbed for them again but again his hand passed through them. Frustrated he hit the stand and his hand passed through it as well.

"I'm not so week after all." Timothy said, blood dripping from his mouth.

"Where did you hide them?" Slade asked walking over to Timothy. "You will be dead soon anyway so it is no use trying to hide their location."

"I'll be dead will I?" Timothy asked and coughed. "I highly doubt that."

Timothy reached out his hand and his flesh began to stretch. As it stretched and grew it slowly took form and suddenly there was another Timothy laying on the floor completely healed. The second Timothy stood up and pulled the sword out of the first, then helping the first up they fused together again. Timothy threw the sword back into the room it had come from and put his hands together.

"You won't kill me that easily." Timothy said as an orb of light began to grow within his hands. "And you won't get the crystals easily either."

"But I will get them." Slade said. "And no one will be able to get in my way."

"We'll see." Timothy said and disappeared.

Slade readied himself for the attack but little could have prepared him for the floor. The ground beneath him began to move as though it were a living liquid. It lifted up around Slade's body and closed around him. Slade struggled and fought to get free but the liquid ground held him too tightly for him to move. Timothy reappeared, his arms and hands held out as though he was holding a bow and arrow, the light within his right hand. He released the light and it shot towards Slade.

"Mistake." Slade said as the orb shot towards him. It stopped an inch from his body and, turning dark, smashed into the liquid ground. The ground shattered and Slade rushed out. He grabbed Timothy around the neck and threw him into the wall. The wall buckled under the force and cracked inward. Timothy gasped for air and kicked Slade in the stomach.

Once free Timothy grabbed Slade by the arm and flung him across the room, breaking a number of stands in the process and shattering priceless artwork. Slade caught himself and rushed Timothy again, moving into a kick and pushing Timothy back into the wall. The wall broke and Timothy fell through. Slade jumped over the young boy and moved to punch him but Timothy caught the fist and thrust Slade upward into the ceiling. Seeing his chance Timothy dodged a few feet away and readied another attack. Slade stopped himself as he fell to the ground, landing on his arms and legs, and got up quickly. Timothy was ready though and rushed Slade holding his hand as though it was a blade. Slashing at Slade, Timothy rushed, dodged, and jumped trying to get a good hit. Slade expected the attack to be the hand itself but was cut by something unseen, until he realized that the blade actually extended a food off of Timothy's hand.

Not Slade was dodging as Timothy attacked, trying to slice and cut. Finally Slade saw his moment as he jumped up and Timothy cut into a display case showing a few cavemen and a saber-tooth tiger. Timothy broke through the glass and stumbled into one of the cavemen. He ducked quickly as Slade's foot flew past where his head had been. Dodging the next few kicks Timothy moved over to the tiger and passed his hand over it. The tiger came to life and began attacking Slade. With Slade distracted Timothy moved out of the display and back into the room with the crystal artifacts. Quickly he grabbed the necklace and rings but before he was able to grab the other items the head of the tiger flew past him.

Timothy put the necklace on and slipped on the rings and dodged as a vase flew past him. He clapped his hands together and moved them apart, forming a sword out of energy. He thrust the sword into the ground beneath him and a crack formed around the podium holding the crystal artifacts. The floor broke and fell through landing on the floor beneath. As it fell and landed one of the bracelets bounced off and flew back though the hole. Timothy looked up in horror as Slade caught the bracelet and slipped it on.

Looking quickly around him Timothy noticed that there were suits of armor lined up. He passed his hand around himself in a circle and the armor came alive. Quickly he cut the podium and the remaining artifacts scattered around the room, he took off the rings and threw them to the armor. The armor picked them up and other suits moved to attack Slade. Timothy leapt into the air and ran across the heads of the armor as Slade crashed through the first one. Timothy slashed his sword down on Slade but Slade stopped it with his hand. With one quick punch Timothy flew through the air and hit a stand of medieval weapons. Another suit of armor flew through the air and crashed into the wall near Timothy.

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The teen titans were speeding in the T-Car towards the museum. The shadow around it was getting closer as they neared the museum and slowly they were beginning to wonder what it was. Raven, who was sitting in back between Starfire and Terra (Beast Boy was a kitten on Terra's lap), was sure she knew, at least in part, what the shadow was, or at least what it meant. Timothy was there, and he was fighting.

There was another reason she knew this; she could feel it. She could sense the battle that was going on. It was strange, normally she could sense things, but this was different. She could not only sense it from her own powers but also from...

"The book..." Raven said materializing it.

Raven opened the book and Starfire and Terra looked over at it curiously. Raven flipped through the blank pages looking for something, anything, that would tell her what was happening. Suddenly, as she flipped past it, she saw the page that had shown a picture of her. She flipped back to it and looked at the picture. The picture showed her, standing in her white cloths, her eyes closed and her shadow around her hands. Around her were symbols that she didn't recognize and in the background was an image of a raven, but with four wings, two normal ones and two pure white ones.

"Um, Raven, I don't mean to be bothersome, but why do the pages not have any text?" Starfire asked.

"Yeah," Terra agreed. "And where did you pull that from anyway?"

"Timothy gave it to me, the pages only appear to be blank." Raven replied, not really paying any attention. "I can read some of it, and that's what I am doing now."

"We're almost there." Robin told the others. "Get ready for anything."

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Timothy ran into another room and was surprised at how big the museum really was. This room contained artwork, mostly in paintings but there were some others. Timothy stopped, breathed and relaxed. It was nice and peaceful in this room, and the air-conditioning felt like a calming breeze.

Timothy wondered how the armor was doing. He closed his eyes and searched the museum. Most of the armor had been destroyed, but a few were still moving around. The ones he had put the crystal artifacts were still moving through the museum and were far enough away from Slade that it was unlikely that he would find them very quickly. Still, Timothy needed to be sure that Slade was slowed down more than he already was.

Relaxing his body and his mind he focused on one of the armor. Moving his mind from his body to the armor he possessed it and moved it towards a display of stuffed animals that was supposed to look realistic. He broke through the glass and passed the armor's hand over the animals. They came to life and began moving around the armor. Quickly Timothy moved to each of the displays and brought the animals to life.

"That should do for now." Timothy said aloud.

"Not if they don't get here before I rip you apart." Slade said.

Timothy gasped and opened his eyes. Slade was standing directly in front of him, the bracelet on his arm shining a dark color. Timothy jumped and began running; as he ran he moved his hands along the paintings. Each time his hand passed over a painting the paint began to bubble and move and slowly the people and creatures within the paintings came to life and formed outside of the painting. The paint-creatures began moving towards Slade and attacking.

Timothy heard splatters as Slade slashed and hacked through the paint. Timothy knew he needed to find something more solid and as he passed by a stone statue he got an idea. Quickly he ran back to it and touched the floor below the statue. It stood and moved behind Timothy placing itself into a blocking position. Timothy turned around and placed both hands on the statue's back; then after pushing them into the solid stone he pulled apart. As the statue split apart it formed two separate, complete statues. Timothy repeated this until he had nine of the statues moving around.

Thinking quickly he put his hands together and created a spell. As he pulled his hands apart the spell formed a glowing orb, which he placed into one of the statues. The statue began to bend and change as though it were melting, but as it moved it began to form a replica of Timothy himself. The statue looked at Timothy and they nodded. They both ran to the other statues and began doing the same spell he had just preformed until all of the statues were Timothys. Then the Timothys ran to the other statues and created more living statues. The process continued and Timothy ran out of the room, followed by some of his clones. They split up and ran in different directions, but now Timothy had a plan: he would bring everything in the museum to life and hopefully they would then have enough power to stop Slade, even with the power he was drawing from the crystals.

Timothy ran, passing by room after room. In each he would bring everything to life and if it was human-like he would make it look like him. If he found a weapon he would animate it as well or make it a replica of the crystal artifacts. When he reached the room with the dinosaur bones again he smiled and walked up to a raptor. He placed his hand on the skull of the dead beast and slowly the bones took on a golden white quality. Soon the raptor shook its body and took a step forward, nuzzling Timothy affectionately. Timothy silently smiled and placed his hand on the skull again. The raptor quickly split into three raptors and they moved around Timothy. Timothy created three more and moved on to the next dinosaur. Slowly he moved through all of the smaller ones and finally stared up at the brachiosaurus. He placed his hand on the foot of the gigantic beast and slowly the golden white shimmered across it. Lastly he looked at the tyrannosaurus-rex, and after bringing it to life he was done. Now, with a room full of living dinosaur bones he climbed onto the brachiosaurus and looked towards the ground where Slade was sure to come.

After a moment he sent out three raptors as sentries and created three more to replace them. Taking control of the lead raptor he moved through the museum looking for Slade. Everywhere he looked he found clones of himself or moving animals but Slade was nowhere to be seen. Frustrated Timothy searched through the 'minds' of all of his creations looking for signs of Slade but the last anything had seen him was in the art gallery.

The titans had reached the museum and were looking up at the dark barrier between them and the museum. Beast Boy walked towards the barrier and put his hand on it. Everyone expected him to be thrown back but his hand just rested on the moving and shifting barrier.

"It's smooth." Beast Boy said. "And it moves when I push it."

"I wonder." Terra said and lifted a chunk of earth. She slowly moved the chunk towards the barrier and began pushing it inward. Slowly the barrier gave way around it until it slipped inward and dropped to the ground.

"Why did you let it drop?" Robin asked.

"I didn't." Terra replied. "As soon as it got beyond the barrier I couldn't control it any more."

"My sensors are reading very strange physics beyond that barrier." Cyborg said. "I don't know what it is but it isn't safe."

"We need to get beyond that barrier." Robin said.

"I'll go." Starfire said. "I can withstand most hostile environments so I should be fine."

"Wait." Raven cut in. "I'll go. Timothy's on the other side of that barrier and I am sure I will be safe."

Raven walked up to the barrier holding out the book. As she moved against it she placed the book first and the book easily slipped through. She slowly followed and as she touched the barrier she was shrouded in shadow. Moments later she appeared on the other side of the barrier but this time she was shrouded in light.

"I'm going too." Terra said and quickly followed after Raven. "Timothy revived me and I owe him." She disappeared in a shroud of shadow and reappeared on the other side glowing with a golden light.

Slowly all the other titans followed Raven and Terra across the barrier. Each time they disappeared in a shroud of darkness and reappeared shrouded in light. Cyborg was covered in a light blue, Robin in red, Starfire in a light green, and Beast Boy in dark green. Once they were all beyond the barrier they looked around.

"This looks normal." Beast Boy said as they walked through the front doors.

"But there are no people." Starfire replied.

"And, that, isn't normal at all." Cyborg said as they entered the lobby of the museum and saw Timothy's creations.

A bear walked towards the titans looking at them curiously and as it neared them all the other creatures looked at the titans. Beast Boy turned into a bear and moved towards the other one. He tried to talk to the bear but both seemed confused, and when Beast Boy came back he said, "I can't understand anything it's saying."

"We have to find Timothy, and who ever is causing this." Robin said. "Let's split up."

The titans ran in separate directions and moved into the nearly crowded halls.

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Timothy was lying in the skull of the brachiosaurus high above the mess of living skeletons beneath him. He had completely lost Slade's trail, but he knew that Slade had to be within the museum. Even with the powers from the crystals he couldn't break through the barrier. Things may be able to enter but once inside they couldn't escape until Timothy dropped the barrier, or died...

A ping went through his mind and Timothy realized that something had changed. Something was different in the lobby. Something... no, some things, human. Wait, no, only two were really human. The others were either alien or part human part something else... Raven? Raven, is that you?

Suddenly there was noise beneath Timothy. The brachiosaurus was moving, he opened his eyes and looked around. Slade! He had both bracelets and rings! With one hit he incinerated two velociraptors. A spike of terror struck through Timothy. Slade had more power now, he could do more! Any chance Timothy may have had before... now...

The tyrannosaurus-rex attacked Slade and as it bit down on him it disintegrated. Timothy slipped out of the skull of the brachiosaurus and jumped to the ceiling. His feet landed on the ceiling and he began running. Slade suddenly appeared directly in front of him and Timothy jumped back. He began drawing energy to his hands and forming spheres, then he threw the energy at Slade, but Slade just knocked the spheres away.

"You won't escape me this time." Slade said and he appeared directly in front of Timothy. Slade reached out and grabbed Timothy by the head. "Where is the crown?" Slade demanded.

"I'll never let you get it." Timothy gasped his head being squeezed tightly.

"You know I will kill you." Slade said. "Or you can tell me where the crown is."

"Kill me and you'll never get the power you seek." Timothy said coughing. "The power is directed not only through the items themselves but through me as well."

"Really?" Slade asked. "Then I should be able to control you..."

"NO!" Timothy yelled as Slade began squeezing harder. A dark burning, smoke like, shadow seeped from Slade's hand into Timothy's head.

The shadow began seeping around Timothy completely encompassing his body. Timothy struggled, thrashing about, trying to get free. He attacked, scratching and kicking, but Slade's grip only got stronger until Timothy stopped and became still. Timothy's body dangled from Slade's hand and Slade dropped it, reorentating it to the floor.

Timothy's body fell; as it fell all of the creations he had made dissolved and faded. A massive influx of energy flew into the room as all the energy came back to Timothy, everything within the barrier, everything he had touched, was gone. Timothy hit the ground and bounced with a sickening crunch. Slade dropped and landed next to Timothy, both rings and bracelets glinting in the light and emanating a dark flame.

As Raven ran through the museum she avoided the creatures, then as she was passing by a group of animated statues they started following her. At first Raven thought that they were going to attack but then she noticed that all of the creatures were moving in the same direction, almost as if summoned. She decided to follow them and lifted herself into the air. Moving quickly she continued in the direction that the creatures were moving, she passed by many different animated things from the museum as she flew and continued to wonder who or what had created all of them, if not Timothy then who?

As she turned a corner, and noticed that she was in the prehistoric section of the museum, a wave suddenly hit her. She stopped as though she had hit a solid wall. Raven felt a wave of nausea and pain ripple through her body, then a wave of sheer terror. As she lay on the floor she was only partially aware of the creatures around her writing in pain as well just before they burst into black flame and their energy continued towards the room.

Finally after a few moments the pain and nausea subsided and she was able to stand again. She continued forward, now following the char and smoke from the dark flames. Slowly she entered the huge room and briefly noticed the huge hole near the center, but that was just before she noticed Slade. Slade stood, his back towards her, dark flame rippling up her body and dark lightening crackling around him. The floor beneath him was nearly melting and Raven could feel energy emanation into the room.

"So, Raven, you've finally arrived..." Slade said without turning around. "I was almost afraid that you wouldn't make it when you dropped to the floor." He paused for a second. "I was worried because if you died... Well, do you know what irony is?"

"What are you talking about, Slade?" Raven asked. "Where is Timothy?"

"Timothy? Ah, yes, the boy..." Slade replied. "Did you know that 'Timothy' loves you?"

"Where is he?" Raven repeated shaking now.

"And wouldn't it be ironic if he had to kill the one he loved?" Slade said, ignoring her now. "I would love to see that. The agony, the fear... the pain. But, wouldn't that just be so ironic. The man who came to this universe to find you; to protect you-killing you? So ironic, it's simply poetic."

"Where is Timothy!" Raven yelled, fully shaking now.

"If you really want to see him, fine, but I don't think you will like what you find..."

Slade stepped to one side and a wave of pure frigid darkness rushed into Raven. The room went pitch black as screams of horror and agony filled her mind. She could smell blood, death and decay. Waves of shock and horror flooded Raven's senses; it was as if she were in the middle of a cold blooded massacre. She felt nauseous as she tried to remain standing and see through the darkness.

Then, through the darkness, a sight of such pure horror that it enhanced the terror a thousand fold, slowly moved forward. A man, somewhere in his mid twenties or thirties, slowly appeared through the darkness. At first he was simply a shadow, but as he slowly neared her she began to see what horrors she had asked for. He was clothed the same as before, a cape and cloak, but this was so much the opposite. Streaks of fresh blood seeped through his clothing and dripped at its edges. His cape was ripped and shredded as though cut by numerous blades. Though his hands were covered in flesh and cloth they still appeared as though they were skeleton hands. His nails stretched outward and curved slightly and resembled claws more than fingernails.

His hair was very long and a blood red, or rather it was very blond but so soaked with blood that it appeared red. His face appeared to stretch out in the shape of a wolf or dog, but his grin... he appeared childish, with the grin of a young boy. But his eyes... his eyes were the worst part. Where Raven had expected, or hoped, to find resistance, or remorse, she only saw a gleeful lust for violence. The darkness in his eyes was deeper than that which surrounded him, and it was in that moment that Raven knew she had lost Timothy, forever.