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Raven's Game 3: Final Shadow

Part 17 – Soul Hurricane

"The… joke's on you, Dark… Fall…" Raven actually smiled a little as she sagged forward. "Soul… hurricane…" The swelling in Raven's heart subsided for a moment, and everything went still. Dark Fall paused in its enjoyment for a moment. A tiny, white glow surrounded the girl it had killed. What was going on? What was that glow?

A thousand long-dead warrior ghosts burst from Raven's body.

Her back arched as though in pain, then she fell forward. Dark Fall reared up as countless projectiles pierced into its eyes. Swords and axes, fire and steel, the souls of all those it had taken and the Titans had taken back… that had all returned for another round! For every single enemy the teenage super heroes had snapped a thread of, they had gone to Raven. Staying in her heart until the moment was right to attack. All of that magic, all of those souls were being concentrated into a super powered onslaught of power!

Vikings, knights, clergy, sorcerers, swordsmen, samurai, ninja, wizards, bards, lords, ladies, thieves, common folk, innocents from Jump City… all of them swarmed onto Dark Fall like a colony of angry fire ants! Dark Fall screamed a thousand screams and reared up in surprise and pain. Raven was released from the spike, and she fell to one side. Barely even alive, she forced her eyes to stay open. God… let it work… she didn't… have anymore to… to give…

"Raven…"

Oh, what now?

"Raven… get up…"

Was that voice… familiar?

"Get up and fight it… its not over yet…"

She felt the pain in her abdomen begin to subside. Was someone… healing her? She didn't know anyone other than herself with that kind of magic. Her organs were moving back into place, and tears flowed freely from her eyes at the pain it caused. Her muscles were knitting themselves. "Who's there?" Raven's voice was an awful croak, and she could still taste her own blood in her mouth.

"Stop it once and for all… for Starfire's sake…"

Raven went cold. "Robin…" she whispered, still face down on the ground. She ground her face on the pavement, trying to turn her head. Sure enough a hazy, spiky-haired figure was leaned over her. "How did you…?"

"We can't do anymore… I have to go…"

The voice, as well as the blurry shape, was gone in a gust of wind. Raven sat up very suddenly, wiping the tears from her eyes. He was gone. Had that really been Robin? Or some kind of hallucination? She looked down at herself. Her outfit was reddened with a crimson splash, torn at the stomach and lower back. Raven could see her navel, and ran a hand over the pale skin of her stomach. She'd been healed. Wait… Robin had healed her? How? What the hell? "Must be a perk for dying…" Raven decided not to question it and stood. She looked up to see Dark Fall screaming and thrashing about.

White ghosts were swarming all over it. Swirling, whirling, and hurting it all over. Incased in a hurricane of vengeful souls, all relentless to take revenge for their lives taken so long ago. Dark Fall was shrinking, crashing into things, screaming, writhing, thrashing… Raven walked towards it. "Raaaaavennnn!" It screamed her name. A single, venom-filled word. Black lightning was going everywhere, smashing windows and blowing apart whole buildings. Describing its screams is next to impossible, complicated at best. Imagine a room with fifty women in it, a dragon, and fifty men as well. Have them all scream at the same time, and that's about what it was like. Demon-like. Gutteral. Feminine, almost though not quite. Can you imagine such a sound? Pray you never hear it, for Raven would never forget it as long as she lived.

A long, rousing blast of black magic dispelled all the souls and they fled to the afterlife. They'd done their part. Raven walked slowly, trying to see through the black aura and smoke that had been created. They'd stripped away most of its power, bit by bit, until it was cut down to its purest form. No more magic. No more games. If it had a true form, this would be it.

Raven saw an exact copy of herself emerge from the smoke.

Shocked, she saw the girl stare at her with red eyes. "So, you can't beat me, and you think being me will give you a better chance?" Raven spat, angry it had taken her face. Sparks of magic coursed across Raven's body, and the fake Raven poised for battle.

It was her… or what she was… so long ago. Dressed in a black cloak with a silver unitard, it symbolized her dark side. Almost like Rage did in Nevermore, the land of her mind. Her decorative belt had only one glass gem on it, and Raven recognized it at the center of the game board from Jumanji. The part that would always tell them in rhyme what would happen next. Her charigan gem was identical, and the pale skin matched… but the aura was red. The dark threads were gone, so the remainder of the army was gone. This was Dark Fall's last stand.

Dark Fall had become Raven.

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Beast Boy's eyes slitted open. Swearing under his breath he sat up. Breathing out steam and groaning at the pain all over his body, he looked around. He was on a rooftop. The rain had stopped. Had they won! Had Dark Fall been destroyed… no… it was too quiet. Something was still wrong. Black clouds still rolled this way and that, and phantom lightning lit them from the inside now and then. Looking down at his wounds, Beast Boy assessed himself. Sore? Yeah. Bleeding? A little. Dead? Nope. Find Raven now? Hell yeah.

Grunting and pushing himself to his feet, Beast Boy walked to the edge of the roof and peered over it. Shivering at the cold from recent rain and his lack of shirt, he saw the street. It was broken. Buildings and pieces of rubble were everywhere. But, as a whole, the city was still intact. He tumped over the edge of the roof, turned into a bird and glided to the ground. Flying upward was out of the question. Rolling rather pitifully in a ball of feathers, he turned human again and stood. Staggering he used a building as a support. Then, he began scratching along, forward towards the massive gathering of dark magic he saw. It was right down main street, so it was all a straight line. That's where Raven would be. Fighting the darkness.

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"I've got one thing to thank you for, ironically enough." Raven said, reaching and undoing her brooch. Her cloak fell into her hands and she tossed it aside. It flapped dramatically in the wind, like a samurai drama, before hitting the ground. It was white, but now it was covered in blood and dirt. The belts of empty bottle holders were slowly undone, and tossed aside as well.

Dark Fall watched with empty, black eyes. The eye sockets were there, yes, but it was as though there were nothing but an empty void behind them. As though someone had poured black ink into its eyes, and hadn't bothered to let light reflect off of them to show definition. They were just two empty, dark eyes. Taking in everything with cold definition, and letting nothing escape. Empty… dark… eyes…

Finally Raven was ready. Stripped of her cloak, the bottle-holders, and even her jeweled belt. She was at a pure minimum, and had nothing to hold back. The tears in her unitard showed the pale flesh of her stomach and lower back. Her leg-less outfit, with no cloak, showed off quite a bit of skin. She reveled in her own body for a moment. She was tall, femininely developed, and down to the wire. In a way, this was her ultimate form. Dark Fall had chosen to copy her for their final bout, so why not?

"Ready?" Raven said, raising her hands and outlining them in black. Dark Fall nodded only once, raising its hands and copying her gesture of readying magic.

Beast Boy looked on in silent stimulation as both girls took to the air in a blur of speed.

Yeah, yeah, I know. Robin healing Raven didn't make a lot of sense. But let's pretend he had cool ghostie-powers, n'kay? Just bear with me for now, and I promise everything will make sense. What do you think of Raven VS. Dark Fall Raven for the final fight? I find it very fitting, like an evil twin kind of thing. What do you think, though? Leave a review for me, n'kay? Be patient with me, and I'll be back with the next part real soon! Next time its Raven VS. Dark Fall, so be ready, readers! 'Til next time!