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Chapter 12: Oh No He Didn't!

Raven paced. She walked back and forth across the smooth bluish carpets that lined the floor of her room. Her tread quick and agitated. Something was wrong. For starters she was pacing. She usually found that to be an undignified method of reducing nervous energy. Grunting she sat down on her bed and stared defiantly at her feet… Then she started pacing again. "This is going to get old real fast" she thought to herself as she continued tirelessly wearing down her floor. ………………………………………………………………………………………………

Robin sat in the living room, perplexed. He could not understand Raven. One day she liked him, they had been making out on her bedroom floor for cripes sakes. The next she was spending all of her time on some secretive project and hand't even spoke to him all day. Grumbling Robin slid up the stairs and walked towards his own bedroom. "It must be a Witch thing" He grumbled his mind going back to his days as Batmans young apprentice. Bats had, had a thing for anyone with magic. Zatanna, Dr. Fate, they had all fascinated the supposed sceptic. It was something about them putting themselves on the edge, between the surreal and mundane, with one foot in both worlds. It gave them a sort of quiet faraway sense. They tended to go off for long periods of time, testing the borders of their domains.

Robin looked up as he saw a streak of light slicing through the otherwise darkened hall. Someone had turned the light on in the video surveillance room, a slight murmur was emanating from the open doorway. Robin turned the corner and froze. There was Raven and Shar's guest, This Jake guy, and there in front of him on a 5by 5 meter screen was him.

Kissing Raven

The Boy blunder felt an excess of blood flow to his cheeks, his face reddening madly at the sight of he and the dark girl so close. Jake on the other hand seemed to be enjoying the show, starring at the screen in rapt attention, occasionally chuckling slightly. Before Robin could quietly slip away to plan the demise of certain video files, Jake turned his head and stared at him. Robin thought he felt a bead of sweat freeze on his forehead. The Male Witch gave him the creeps, "And Not just because he's a guy who calls himself a Witch" he thought to himself. The silence between them dragged on and on, the spiky haired teen almost thought he could hear a wind whispering over them, causing the pieces of machinery pilled high around the room to vibrate slightly.

Finally Jake used his hand to beckon the other boy over. "Come to watch?" He asked a wry grin sliding onto his face. "It's quite good" this time his grin spreading into a bleached white smile, his sharp canine teeth giving him even more of a catlike appearance for a moment before he turned back around in the revolving office chair that sat before the silvery keys. Taking a deep breath Robin slid his hand through his hair, a nervous habit picked up from T.V., and tried to salvage what remained of his dignity. Striding into the room he flipped the light switch on the wall, flooding the room with the bright fluorescent lighting. Pulling up a chair he sat down beside Jake and spent a moment starring at the screen. Then, as eloquently as he could, he spread out one finger and tapped the END key. The screen immediately went black but if anything, the smile on Jakes face, seemed to grow brighter.

Realising he'd been baited Robin settled back into his chair and watched as the one screen split into many again, showing the live feeds from the security cameras placed around the tower. Jake watched intently for a second before turning to Robin. "So… you and Raven huh?" he asked his smirk never falling from his face. Robin sighed, "It's a complicated issue". Jake nodded wisely, a gesture that caused a vain to begin to bulge in Robins forehead, at the pure narcissism of the action. Non-phased, Jake continued talking, "Hey is this room on the video feed? I can't see a screen for it." Bemused at the randomness of the question Robin nodded. Jake looked up at the screen for a moment and then looked back at Robin.

Before he could move Robin felt Jakes index and middle fingers press between his eyes and saw blue-green tendrils of light fly from them into his head. Robin resisted. He held back trying to keep the darkness form his eyes, trying to stop himself from slouching over in exhaustion. But the silver haired boys magick was too strong and after a few frantic moments, he lay back, knocked out.

Jake reached into one of the pockets of his dark jacket and pulled out a note. It was written in elegant formal writing which slanted slightly.

"Lady" Raven. We have them. If you want them back, all you have to do is come get them

Sincerely M

Jake had to hand it to his employerhe had style. He spared a cursory glance at the masked vigilante below he and said "Witch is both male AND female". Looking around the room one last time, Jake made sure he hadn't had any eavesdroppers on his little show. Satisfied he raised his right arm (the one not pressed securely to Robins forehead).

And Vanished

He didn't see the glint of the tiny camera, far up in the dark reaches of the ceiling, recording everything.

I know I lot like the last chapter but there is a point. Please once more, read and review.

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