-Chapter Nine-
"The first step is to find a body for your spirit to inhabit. In this case, you want your own body, yes?" Rorek asked Raven at the end of her training.
"Yes. I want my friends to know that it really is me." Raven replied with no emotion in her voice.
"Very well then. You have been dead for very few days. Your body should still be incorrupt even at this time." Rorek said as he led the way to the cemetery where Raven was buried. When they reached Raven's grave, she had to force herself to hold back the tears that were clouding her vision. Without a word, Rorek managed to levitate the coffin to the surface of the stone tomb and lifted its heavy cover. There, lying as still as if she was simply asleep was Raven's body. Her face was a shade paler than usual, her hair laid flat on the pillow of the coffin, her blue cloak spread around her, and her hands were clasped around her Titan's communicator. The ghost of Raven cried freely now, tears streaming down her pale cheeks.
"Now, now. How can you concentrate on your spell if you are too busy crying?" Rorek tried to soothe her.
Raven merely nodded and her eyes trailed away from the body in the coffin. "What do I have to do?" she asked, her voice a faint whisper.
"Stand in front of the casket and speak the spell that I have taught you." Rorek answered cooly.
Raven did as instructed and didn't notice Rorek moving closer to the coffin than necessary. She started chanting her new spell, finding that her powers still worked in the afterlife. "Korvus Necero Mortes!" Raven said loudly. Almost immediately, a black wave of energy enveloped the coffin, sweeping it up into the air a few feet away. It settled down again, this time on the ground in front of the grave. Raven looked around for Rorek, but found that he wasn't to be seen anywhere. "Rorek? Where are you?"