Un Orden Nuevo

A New Order

"Will you two SHUT UP!" Raven snapped at Dick and Stone stemming their loud standoff for the moment. "You two are acting like a pair of teenagers." She added in a softer tone. "Look, Cyborg"

"Lord Stone." Stone cut in.

"Lord Stone or whatever you go by, we don't know why Starfire was at the tower. I think it is time to get you up to speed with our sides of the story." Raven eased back to lie half reclining, half sitting up in the bed she had taken up residence in. "Dick, if you would start."

"A lot happened to the Titans after you left with Tir'eir. Your fake death was not convincing to me but I didn't want to get the groups hopes up for nothing. After all I figured you had to have a good reason to leave so I didn't think you would be coming back." Dick told Stone.

Raven stared at Dick, a mixture of shock and surprise on her face.

"I thought it best not to tell you Raven, there was no telling what condition we would find Cyborg after Tir'eir twisted him, and I didn't want to upset you, especially given your… attachment to him." Dick explained to Raven.

The mentioning of that faded connect that Raven and Cyborg had begun to expand caused Stone to tense up as it stirred old emotions and memories that were meant to be locked away.

"Anyway after you walking out the team dissolved. Slade… was gone and the city really didn't need us. We were getting older and had" Dick paused to look at Raven and chose his words carefully, "some of us had plans for the future."

"I know, those plans were made clear to me when Garfield took his own life and came down here. He currently lives in a small village several leagues to the east of this castle with his wife, Terra. Yes she is down here too Raven." Stone informed Raven and Dick.

"Well Starfire and I moved to Gotham City, were I took up a job working for an old boss. I also took up the costume of Nightwing, the black suit with the blue falcon on the chest I had on the night you intruded upon the Tower."

"And saved both your lives." Stone added with a smug note.

Dick glared at Stone in response and remained silent.

"We don't know why Star was attacking the Tower, she had left dick a few nights prior and he had come to the Tower seeking refuge in his past, Dick didn't know I still lived there." Raven finished for Dick.

"Useless information indeed, just as you are Dick. I'm sure the spies I deployed to the surface will provide more information then you have. I do hope you do prove more useful in the future, for that is what keeps you alive down here."

Dick snarled back at Stone's remark.

Raven spoke again before Stone had time to reply to Dick's snarl. "I stayed at the Tower as I had nowhere to go after the others left."

Stone turned his attention back Raven and arched his one eyebrow. "Had nowhere to go or just didn't want to go back to where you had come from?" He questioned with a very suggestive voice.

It was Raven's turn to give Stone a look that would kill, only to be neutralized by his own stoic metal glare.

"Uh hmm. As I was saying I stayed in jump city and took up a white costume to fight crime with and opened a café in the city to support myself. That is our side of the story but you never mentioned why you were in were in my home." Raven asked in a very possessive tone. The Tower had been her home for close to 15 years and so it was very much her own place of refuge.

"I store my spare parts in a few of the unused rooms, my old room mainly. I had figured that since death is such a taboo among you surfacers that I could safely hide what I needed in plain sight. I am, after all, still a soulless machine!" Stone vented his frustration by driving his right fist into the wall, blade punching straight through the red wall.

"I was refitting myself when I heard the sounds of combat in the living room. I investigated against my programming and better instincts, I killed one of the Tamaranians, at least that is what I assume the man was based on his dress, weaponry and looks. Raven killed the other and Star flew off, you must have scared her away Dick." Stone barked at Dick, the deep edge back in his voice.

"Now don't fight you two, that's an order." Raven smoothly cut in, command in her monotone voice.

"And just who are you to give me orders?" Stone asked, his glowing red eyes never leaving Dick's darker ones as the two continued to stare heatedly at each other.

"I'm the princess of this realm, you said so yourself." Raven replied in a confident tone. Raven figured she if she could act the part why not try and take advantage of this title?

A moment of tense silence followed before being broken by a very loud, deep, hollow, and menacing laugh. "You order me? You seem to misunderstand your situation, your highness. You are simply a political puppet and fuck toy to whomever Lord Tir'eir marries you off to. You obviously never studied the history of any of the warring nations on the surface. You have power over servants perhaps; the respect of a people who will accept you because of my influence, but that is all. You will produce an heir perhaps and that will set things straight, bring the war to an end and unite the burning lands under one banner once again. Important you may be, but only as one option to victory, if an unexpected pawn of power you have become." Stone told Raven, his deep voice adding gravity to his words.

"Both of you will come with me, I have to see Lord Tir'eir." Stone excused himself from his quarters, the other two former Titans in tow.

Colonel Koriand'r, a well-done job for providing the intelligence and for leading the initial strike teams to seizing control of the major strategic points on this planet.

Your current orders are to crush any and all resistance movements on the eastern coastline of the continent specified as North America while the invasion continues.

Sincerely

Fleet Command

A simple letter, a simple order, a most difficult task. The trouble with having nothing better to do since she had thrown away all she had built was she had become very good at her job and so Starfire was given mop up duty; a difficult task to say the least. Humans were very stubborn and never gave up; Dick had shown her that over the years of their friendship and love.

And she was alone, just as she was when she first came to the planet to begin her recon mission. Fate has a funny way of bringing things around full circle, giving Star the chance to learn about and fall in love with an inhabitant of the world she was now helping conquer and subjugate. And she had little choice in the matter, orders were orders and though she was very high ranked for her age she did not have the power to make her people overlook this world. However, Terra was too good a planet to overlook; the native species were easy to overcome being so technologically behind as they were. And the recourses were sorely needed on Tamar, the home world severely over mined and over exploited.

So all she had was her mission, her mission to search and destroy any resistance on the east coast.

Stone strode through the massive ornate doors that led to the main audience chamber. At the end of the long room was Tir'eir, seated on his throne, and standing by to him was a smug looking Maria. However Maria's face faltered for a moment as she shot a glare of pure hatred at Raven who returned the favor while still following Stone up the rather long red carpet leading to the throne.

Jacob was in the background, his face as stoic and neutral as always.

Stone's face was etched with irritation and a hint fatigue. He was not in the mood for this unnecessary round of power jocking over something that was firmly in his hands. 'And you're not taking her away from me Tir'eir. Not when I know what you have planned for her.'

"Lord Tear." Stone nodded his head curtly to acknowledge his master.

"Lord Stone, take a seat if you would." Tear gestured towards Stone's customary chair, a small stand with two gold bowls, one on either side. One had rocks in it, the other was empty.

Stone sat down and took a rock in his right hand, slowly applying pressure until the rock started to crumble beneath his mechanical hand. With his free hand he gestured to Dick and Raven to stand behind him.

Silence filled the air for a few tense moments, neither Tear nor Stone speak, each waiting for the other to make the first move. Finally, Stone broke the silence.

"Maria, heal their injuries." Stone all but barked making the golden haired fallen angel jump.

"What!" Maria exclaimed at the sudden demand.

"Now." Stone made his demand quite clear by dropping his voice into a cold, emotionless tone. To emphasize his point his crushed the rock in his hand sending shards and chips flying.

"Why should I? She is perfectly capable of doing it herself." Maria calmly retorted having regained her composure.

"Unless you've forgotten, Maria, all magic remotely connected to the Hells is no longer functioning since the Blood Throne has been vacated. Every demon, devil, imp, and my spies in the Dread Lord society have reported that even the soulless can't cast magic. You, being a celestial being, still can. Now heal their injuries before you'll have to be healing your own." Stone said deadpan.

His threat toward Maria made Jacob move ever so slightly and Stone caught the movement, locked eyes with Jacob, silently telling him that if he moved again Stone would spill his little secret and Tir'eir would not be too happy about that.

Tir'eir watched amused as his daughter grudgedly step down from the raised floor his chair was on and walk over to Stone's two companions.

Tear caught the threatening glance Stone gave Jacob, and smiled to himself. The little games that went on under this roof were amusing at times. Tear knew full well that Jacob hadn't taken his daughter, yet, but he had taken her heart, odd as it did seem.

Tear drew his attention to the unique woman standing behind Stone's chair. She was dressed in a lavender robe that matched her hair and eyes, evidence of her demonic heritage. The decade of time that had passed had been good to her, filling her out in the right places. 'Though she could have filled out a bit more in the chest.'

"It seems to me that we should go about corinating and proclaim to the Hells that we have the heir of the Blood Throne in our possession. A blitz campaign led by you, Stone with our magic should allow us to place a massive dent in any direction we see fit." Tear spoke making his opinion known.

"And we will have to defend that dent we make. The men are tired; we've been on three back to back blitz campaigned all because you're too impatient and spring our embedded agents too quickly." Stone replied, the edge clear in his tone.

"Perhaps but another blitz campaign to the southeast" Tear began.

"Would mean marching the army from one end of the empire to the other. The men are tired, I'm tired and you violated my time off with your stupidity, old man." Stone cut in not bothering to hide his displeasure at the old Tanar'ri.

"You can't talk to my father like that!" Maria yelled at Stone. Stone snapped his head in her direction and gave her a look that would kill. That seemed sufficient to silence her for now.

"You seem to be forgetting yourself Lord Stone." Tear told his apprentice.

"It is you who seems to be forgetting himself. You have forgotten how to be a military commander and quite frankly that is what counts down here. You're lucky I keep you around to be the front man on the political stage!" Stone was on his feet now drawing himself up to his impressive 195 cm (6' 6").

"Now you listen to me; if you want to live," Stone quickly extended his arm blades, the sound of the metal swords gently sliding out of their internal sheaths filled the air with the distinctly terrifying sound of metal on metal, "you will run things as you always have but I will take over the military and economic sides of this House. Is that understood?" Stone growled.

Tear glared at Stone. The younger man had him a trap, a good trap at that. Tear knew that Stone was very powerful on his own now, being a general of a winning side helped his popularity greatly. By giving him the political side of things to handle Stone would make it appear as though things were normal in the Tir'eir House but by taking over the economic and military side of things would make him the real power behind the house.

"You leave me little choice." Tear replied.

"I know." Stone said with a smirk. "Good, now that is settled I want the main army to given a month off, and the reserves called up to fill the gaps. Have a letter sent out, the heir will be crowned and married within a week. A month's true with all factions as part of the celebrations. Understood?" Stone finished giving out orders.

"Wait a minute. Don't I get a say in this? I am going to be the queen of the Hells after all." Raven asked. She could stand being a queen but she wasn't ready to get married, especially to some guy she didn't even know, and most likely wasn't even the same species.

A resounding "No!" from everyone answered her question.

"Come princess, I'll take you back to your room. Jacob, see that Mr. Grayson here is taken care of and get on those arrangements." Stone said sheathing his swords and leading Raven out by the hand.

"Ok just to get me up to speed here, did he" Dick pointed at the retreating back of Stone "just over throw you?" Dick finished his question pointing at Tear who just nodded in reply. "Ok then…"

Once inside the door Stone let go of Raven's hand, walked over to a chair and more or less fell into it. He was exhausted, things were very much out of control and he had been forced to launch his coup far earlier then planned. Fortunately Tear was a smart person. Stone knew that Tear knew that the take over was inevitable, the military's loyalty, and more importantly the people's loyalty, were both in Stone's corner. A civil war would be quite pointless and only put Stone back a few decades.

Not that a few decades would matter, he had all the time he needed to take over the Hells. Just like she had all of time to sit on the throne as queen.

"I am not getting married." Raven said flatly, as she round on Stone, staring him straight in the face.

Stone raised his eyes to hers, his organic eye just as devoid of emotion as his red optical sensor. "If you knew any history at all you would know just what predicament you are in. You're lucky I'm letting you live as it is."

Despite his cold tone and harsh stare Raven didn't seem phased or worried at all. Giving in to his fatigue Stone tried again in a softer but exasperated tone, "Go to my library, you will find some answers there." With that Stone closed his eye, shut himself down and went to sleep.

"Stupid heartless bastard. Might as well take a look at his library and look up what I can." Raven muttered to herself. The thought of escape did present itself to her, after all, Stone was a sleep, and she could seek out from the massive apartment he had her in but she didn't know her way around the rest of the castle. The trip to the main audience chamber with Stone had been her first time out of Stone's quarters since her arrival there several weeks ago. The plus side to that meeting had been she was back to perfect health and she had gotten to see Maria bossed around, something that was quite enjoyable to witness close up.

Though escapes was out the window Raven felt slightly better; she knew that Maria would try and make her life a living hell but so far the score was one to zero in Raven's favor.

Raven spent the next few hours looking up various figure's of royal figure heads who had been in power or come to power during a time of war through out the surface's, as earth seemed to be known as in the texts, history. What Raven found disturbed her. It seemed that during the warring periods of just about every country had had a puppet monarch that came to power during the fighting. Often the puppet was a young child or weak willed person that could be easily manipulated. However the side with the puppet did not have an instant victory, quite frequently the monarch puppet would change as various factions would sweep over any given capital and install their own puppet.

In most cases the puppet was male, the traditional leaders in most cultures but there were female monarchs as well. However their path to power was often more burdened then their male counterparts. A male could ascend the throne without a queen, few queens ever made it to the throne without a prince or king that was tied to them through marriage.

'Which explains why Stone ordered a wedding to be planned. He plans to marry me off so that my ascent to the throne will be better received, and to supposedly ensure my cooperation.' Raven thought. Stone would find that she would be a difficult puppet to deal with.

Then it struck her; she was going to be married. Married. No longer the single Miss Raven Roth but the married Mrs. Raven something. She would be married to a demon she supposed. Raven shivered. She dreaded to think of what she would be forced to do come the wedding night. If she was married to a demon there would be no way for her to fight him off, not without her powers. She would have to escape, there was no way she was going to be married to a demon or anyone else against her will.

Looking around the room she could find no suitable weapon so she settled for something that would have to do; the very thick demonic-english dictionary Stone had provided Raven with. The initial idea was for her to learn her father's language and letters, which she had started having nothing better to do while slowly healing under Stone's guarded care. Now she would be using it for a far better purpose; to beat the crap out of Stone before trying to escape the castle.

Heaving the great book Raven made her way into the bedchamber and stopped when she saw Stone. He was slouched in the chair, head hung down onto his chest, the real part of his face showing signs of fatigue and stress.

"You intend to hit with that book and make your escape?" Stone asked wearily. He was tired. He had to scramble and change some of his orders. The army was still standing down for a month, he knew that the men, and himself, sorely needed a proper rest before starting another campaign. However the wedding and coronation had cancelled, those moves were too rash and would close options that he would like to keep open for the world to see. 'See but not touch.' Stone thought.

Raven froze. She was sure that Stone had been asleep but she quickly recovered with a quick and toneless, "Perhaps." She figured that Stone still had the external appearance of the old Titan she knew as Cyborg. There stood a chance that Stone had kept all of his sensors and other gizmos he had built into him.

"I take you have done some research?" Stone asked pulling himself up to sit up straight and he turned to look at her, a searching look on his face.

Raven tightened her gaze on Stone, narrowing her eyes into slits. "I have and if you think that you can just marry me off so you can make me into a puppet queen then you have another thing coming!" Raven spat before she raised up the heavy tome and ran at Stone fully intending to be the living hell out of Stone.

"I cancelled the coronation… and wedding." Stone said calmly. He made no attempt to defend himself, his words were sufficient enough to surprise Raven into dropping the big book.

"You what?" Raven asked as a sense of relief washed over her.

"Merely political moves for now. You will be married and crowned but now is not the time. The Hells will know who you are, that you are among them and available"

"I'm not 'available' as you put it." Raven cut in hotly.

"to a political marriage. I assure you Raven that you won't be getting married. It's merely a ploy. Didn't they teach you anything useful on the surface?" Stone said standing up.

Since she was without the heavy tome and though she could reach his face to slap him the effect would be lost on their height difference. So Raven did the one thing that women had over men, a good solid kick between the legs. Raven just prayed that that part of Stone was still real other wise she wasn't sure what she was going to do when her attack didn't work.

Stone hadn't been expecting Raven to retaliate to the mild insult. However a swift kick to his nuts had Stone on his knees, one hand propping him up from being completely on the floor, the other protectively covering his manhood.

Raven suddenly felt sorry for the pain she had just caused Stone but he had coming to him. "I learned that." Raven shot at Stone.

"Well if you hadn't done that to me for that then I'm sure you would have done so when I told you that you are now under my personal care as my personal servant" Stone said.

Raven didn't take well to the idea of having to be anyone's servant, let alone Stone's personal servant. Upon hearing the news she kicked him in the right side of his rib cage and immediately regretted doing so as a dull echoing came from the inside of Stone's hollow chest. Of course Raven had nothing on save the purple robe and she her foot had come into contact with a very hard ribcage.

'Fuck that hurts!' Raven thought repressing the urge to scream in agony from the pain that was coursing through her right leg. Hopping over to the bed and sitting down on it Raven began to rub her leg.

"I lost the entire right side of my body in a fight not long after… I left." Stone explained the echoing that had stopped now. "Ribs, lung, right kidney, liver, stomach, several meters of small and large intestine. All replaced with mechanical parts. I'm not as human as when I left Raven, far from it." Stone said quietly as he got up to do some jumping around which perplexed Raven to no end as did the sorrowful tone Stone had used to relate why he hadn't been hurt by Raven's kick to his ribs.

After Stone was done getting the uncomfortable feel of being kicked in the gonads he turned his attention to Raven. During his hopping around an idea had come to his mind. It would still leave Raven open to the possibility of being married off which was a powerful political tool, as was the fact she was not yet corinated, and so she just would be a show piece for the most part. An unattainable show piece but she would be more at easy, if she could see all of these advantages in what he was about to propose.

Stone knelt down and gently took over the task of rubbing the pain out of Raven's leg . Raven looked at Stone warily. Before she could say anything Stone spoke, "I have an idea that you may like."

Raven narrowed her gaze on Stone. "I'm listening." Raven ground out.

"I have noticed that you don't like the idea of getting married." Stone started.

"You obviously haven't learned a thing about women from the 'surface.' Of course I'm not taking a liking to being married to some demon and having to… to…" Raven couldn't bring herself to say the last part of the sentence but Stone continued on.

"To fuck you brains out."

SLAP!

Raven's left hand came into contact with left side, the real side, of Stone's face forcing him to turn his head to the left due to the force of the blow. Unfazed Stone continued to gently massage Raven's foot and shin. "That's what I thought. What I'm proposing would still place you in close contact with me but your title would keep most would be suitors at bay. Interested?" Stone asked, a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

"What title would that be? I'm the heiress to this realm. What other possible title could make guy not want to marry me?" Raven asked skeptically.

"The title of my concubine." Stone said flatly.

SLAP!

"I knew you were going to do that. Look the bright side here is that you would not have to get married and you're not going to get coronated until we have the capital under our firm control." Stone told Raven who immediate crawled up the bed and out of Stone's reach.

"But you would be…" Raven began.

"Not touching you at all. You seem to forget Raven, just who I am. I won't sleep with you because I can have any woman I want in my empire." Stone said, his eyes resting on Raven's sprawled form lying on the bed. Her robes had come slightly undone in her scramble, riding dangerously high exposing a large amount of smooth gray legs. However Stone didn't dwell on Raven's tempting body but lock his sights onto her unique purple eyes.

Raven was both relieve and insulted at Stone's words. Relief in the fact she would just have the title and not have to perform the duties, insulted by the way Stone had made it seem like she was not worth having. Completely lost for words Raven just glared as menacingly as she could straight into Stone's eyes.

In his eyes Raven was surprised to see emotions running strong. She could see a longing that betrayed his words but also sincerity in his promise not to touch her.

Several minutes of silence passed between Raven and Stone before Stone broke the silence.

"I have some things… to attend to. You should get some rest, it's getting late. And you may want to cover you legs up better before you go to sleep. You may catch a cold." Stone said before walking out of his bed chamber and into his library.

A/N: Ok here is a long one. It's unfortunately going to be the last one until about mid august, my parents are locking my laptop up for the summer and they don't leave me alone until the beginning of august. Any way I'm starting on the Cyborg Raven fluff and so the story will mainly be focusing on them and the events in the Hells, but the other subplots should not be forgotten, though they won't be turning up for some time. Well a huge thanks to you three that reviewed, I know most people are on vacation, so thanks for reading. By the time august roles around I'll have some things on paper, I'll just have to transfer them onto computer. Til then have a good vacation!

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