Chapter III: Consummation

"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY ROOM!" Raven's voice thundered as Gregory's half naked body stumbled through her door and into the hallway. Clothes and a boot flew at him. He ducked as they smashed into the wall above his head. Raven's door slid closed.

Raven stood naked in her room panting in anger and frustration. She had no idea how she was going to conceive her children with that freak. He was dirty, smelly, ugly, clumsy and stupid. She groaned in agony and headed for her shower.

Raven slammed the door to her bathroom and quickly got in the shower. She turned it on then jumped backwards as the cold water hit her body. The water slowly warmed up. She sampled it with her hand waiting for it to reach the ideal temperature before plunging in. Clean, she had to get the dirt from that foul Gregory off of her. She grabbed her body wash and scrubbed herself until she was raw then stood under the water and let it wash over her body as she listened to it fall down the drain.

Raven closed her eyes just standing under the shower for the longest time slowly breathing in the steamy air. She laughed to herself. How many times had she tried this before only to be thwarted when the hot water ran out? The tower was all hers and soon the city would be and then the world.

Raven reached out and turned off the water. She stood there as the last of the water trickled down the drain. Isolated drops fell from her shimmering body and plopped onto the shower floor. She reached up and wrung out the excess water from her dark hair. It hit the floor with a splash then trickled down the drain.

She stepped out of the shower and approached the steamed mirror. With her one hand she swabbed out a rough circle. She lowered her head to get a good look at herself. Raven reached back with her hand and pushed her hair back from her face and smiled. Her purple eyes were gone, in their place were dull yellow disks sliced with narrow black vertical slits. Black stripes were splashed across her arms and chest.

A sly smile crossed her face. The others would be stunned with her new appearance. She was Atra Regina (the Dark Queen); they would be forever sorry they had crossed her.

Raven swam easily in her newly resurgent dark powers. When her former friends were gone she would bear her children and rule this realm bringing sorrow and despair to its inhabitants. It would be glorious. She had chosen a special place in hell for each of former friends, though she wasn't sure exactly what to do with BB and Terra. Whatever it would be she was sure it would be pleasing, to her!

"Gregory," she sneered to herself. He was still useful to her. She couldn't wait until she could get rid of him. Neither of them really trusted each other. He would try to get the book of the dead and run off as soon as he could. It was hidden from him for now. Raven would teach him the spells he would need. In return he would tell her when her friends would return. Heroes were so predictable. Raven wondered how the villains they faced hadn't been more successful. This evil stuff was easy, and fun. She laughed to herself as she anticipated the next meeting with her former friends. It would be all over very soon.