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Hi again, everyone, this is my first fic, so no flames, please. Constructive criticism is welcome. Please RxR.
I'll be posting some of my newer ideas for fanfics on my profile page. Please look at them if you have time and tell me what you think. Animal Attraction will probably be a oneshot, and, if I can put together a decent plot line, The Playground will definitely be longer.
If you have any suggestions of your own that'd be great. Thanks for the reviews and support by the way.
Chapter 2: Nightmare and Awakening
Earth-Titans Tower; Raven's Room
Around a month after the events of Chapter 1…around 3:00 in the morning.
(Dream)
Raven viewed the scene through her eyes, but she was only a spectator; these events had not yet come to pass.
They were floating in the noxious clouds of a desolate planet covered in fiery plains and seas of molten rock. The area of their battleground was soaked with enchantments and wards to keep it at a bearable temperature. At the far end of the small "island" stood an enchanted portal, stained with the blood that was the key to passing through it.
She was battling Trigon again…only…this Trigon was different. He seemed weak and inferior compared to Trigon's terrible power. What was so different? The eyes. This incarnation of her sire was a poor representation of the evil being that had wiped out entire star systems at a whim and nearly succeeded in destroying her beloved home. He/it seemed to rely on a blood red globe in its claws; emanating with the screams of its victims whose life forces it held within. That was its power source, one that it could barely control. Even now, she sensed that it sought to leach the spirit of its master as well as hers from its already weak vessel.
Then, something unexpected. A flare of power lashed out at her like a whip, and vaporized her shield. It snaked around her body, forming a noose, before tightening until the burning tendril came in contact with her body, and cut into her, forever tightening. She screamed in mortal agony as the rope wrenched from her ensnared form not one but three souls, leaving an empty shell floating in the weak gravity of the dimension she was in. The three spirits were all reacting differently, and all had different colored auras, only one of which was familiar. The night-black aura outlined in white seemed to be weeping, as if she had failed all who depended on her. The second aura, also feminine, was a soft electric blue figure of a small girl-child, but silent and solemn in the way she accepted her fate, with wisdom beyond her years. The third was a masculine spirit enshrouded in jade green, a little boy that clung fearfully to the first dark aura, who seemed to be trying to comfort and protect it as best as she could. All three stared helplessly at the empty body they had left behind, into Raven's anguished eyes, with gazes that seemed to say that what she saw would pass, if she could not protect those she loved.
A burning wave of light engulfed her paralyzed form, blinding her. When her vision returned, she was floating in space lit with the heavenly beauty of the celestial bodies scattered throughout it.
Raven found that she had control of her body again. She fought off an involuntary shiver as the memory of the premonition flooded back into her consciousness. Because she had nothing else to do she steadily pushed back her thoughts of the vision, cleared her mind, and found her center. Taking a deep breath, she chanted her mantra:
"Azarath Metrion Zinthos. Azarath Metrion Zinthos. Azarath Metrion Zinthos…"
There was a murmuring in the background that sounded a lot like one of her emotions. Due to long habit, she pushed it away and resumed her meditating. It came back though, no matter what she did. After being brushed away a few times, a second consciousness made itself known. As their minds touched, Raven sensed a familiarity within the depths of the being. She opened her eyes.
It was the little girl from the vision, her features wrapped in the electric blue aura characteristic of a healer. The second figure, off to the left, was a little boy, like the one from – no, it was the same exact one, down to the jade green aura and impish features. That was odd. Now that she thought of it, Raven had never heard of an Azarathian with a green aura. Healers had the girl's electric blue aura; ordinary mages who had pretty much utilitarian powers had a misty, almost invisible silver-gray aura. The warrior mages had auras of varying shades of violet; a daughter of Azar, such as herself, was usually gifted with the rare night-black aura outlined with silvery white light.
There was a possibility that he had mixed bloodlines, but, aside from Tamaranians, who rarely came in contact with the people of Azarath, she could think of no other race that would have green auras. Besides, Tamaranian powers were entirely physical; in other words: they had no magical auras.
As the two souls approached her, Raven realized that the little boy looked almost exactly like BB…except about 5 years old. Strange…her visions showed the future, not the past, and Gar had told her that the accident from which he received his powers occurred when he was ten.
The little girl looked exactly like a younger version of herself, a form that her emotion Timid sometimes chose when she was feeling especially down. But that hadn't happened in some time, and she had no reason to fear anything right now.
The two became twin spheres of gentle light, and floated over to hover just short of an invisible boundary. All of a sudden Raven understood the primal stirring within her, and welcomed them to join with her.
Her little twins disappeared inside of her, and shyly began letting their thoughts weave into hers. Raven felt the warmth of joy grow inside of her as they slowly shaped a single beautiful word in her mind:
Mother.
Several dimensions away, in the city of Azarath, the Oracle Desa smiled down thoughtfully at the image in her scry glass. It was of her sleeping granddaughter, Raven. The scene was wreathed in 3 different auras: electric blue, jade green, and night black outline in ghostly white.
anyways, yea…I've had this finished for a while, just was grounded from the compy --;
hope you enjoyed it…
