Hey. Umm just a question before everything else. Is it just me or is the number of RobRae fics declining? I'm finding it harder and harder to find them 9or at least good ones) and I was wondering if it's just my incompetence. Thank you for to all of you RobinxRaven fans who are still writing and doing it well. Also thanks to anyone who cared to review my last chapter and will care to review this one.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans

Chapter 8: Desperate Times Call For Desperate Measures

Raven leaned nonchalantly against the counter top in the Titans main room. To her left the small black tea pot hissed and released a burst of warm steam but the dark enchantress was too busy to notice. She was trying to hard to stop herself from laughing under the puppy-dog gaze of the Boy Blunder. About 10 minutes after their "chat" she had suddenly jumped up with a strange and irresistible urge for herbal tea. Floating calmly out of her room she had soon found that Robin was following her and seemed resolute on starring holes into her head.

Raven sighed in mock irritation. Not that she wasn't appreciating the attention but going from being spoken to or even noticed maybe once a week to suddenly being the center of a masked vigilante in traffic light colored spandex, was a bit of jump. The kettle screeched and suddenly Raven felt a lack of space in the room. Grabbing a tea packet and slipping it into her favorite night blue mug she quickly poured the hot water before turning on her heels and striding out of the room, her indigo cloak swishing around her ankles.

The idea of running through the Towers hallways all the way back up to her room seemed unappealing so the dark girl began to chant the spell which would transport her up three floors. "Azarath Metrion Zin…" She broke her mantra off as the wall beside her seemed to explode. Red and gold sparks swirled around an inner corona of bright flames. The light condensed growing brighter and brighter, shifting from a bright red to a shining white forming into… Raven frowned at the figure before her.

"You know we have doors here right?

Shar grinned at Raven who was still starring at the Shar shaped burn mark on the wall. "Robin's not going to like that" she hissed dragging the girl with her as she levitated up into the sealing. Moments latter they landed solidly in Ravens room. "and If you really can't use the stairs then go through the wall" Shar just looked Raven up and down and then "Robin ehh?" She said knowingly. Raven blanched. The tone of the other Witch's voice told her all she needed to know. Pasting a false grin to her face Raven laughed shrilly "So you saw that".

Shar laughed pointedly for a second before calming down and bringing out her "serious" look. "I can laugh about that later but now you have some explaining to do. How did you know the mark back there" Raven sobered immediately. "I-it's a long story." Plopping herself down on Raven's bed the blond girl looked resolutely at her. "Spill." Sighing Raven folded her legs in the air and let her cloak fall over her. "About a year ago I was in pretty bad shape" Raven said her eyes misting over in memory. "I felt like I was invisible, that no one wanted me…creepy. Then One night one of my old books fell open and a voice came out of it. I thought the voice belonged to a dragon slaying Wizard named Malchior. We got…close. Then when I finally learned enough to be able to free him it turned out that he had changed the words. He hadn't been the Wizard, he was the dragon"

Shar cringed a bit at this last Part. Breackups sucked but that was just harsh. Slowly Raven filled in the rest of the story finishing by whispering the words of the curse into shar's ear. "Just in case you need it" she informed her. Shar lay back and looked over at the other Witch. "So what do we do now"

Raven closed her eyes, shuddered, then responded as if pained. "We go for help"

Ok I know short and sucky chapter but it suddenly just felt tedious and I already have the idea for the next one in my head so I will try to get it up soon.

PEACE