A/N) This is a fantasy AU of our favorite Demon girl and Beast boy. Raven has magic and Beast Boy is a magical race so - um - here you go?
This'll be about four or five chapters.
Moivating is your superpower.
"Tell me a story Mommy." A little girl with long dark hair that glinted almost blue under the light of the silver moon looks up at her soft fair faced mother expectantly.
"What story would you like to hear my precious Raven." Her mother asks, voice as soft and melodious as her face.
"The one about the Changelings!" Raven smiles with childlike glee on her face as her mother gathers her up in a white fur and snuggles them against their feather stuffed pillows.
"The Changelings, hmm – I haven't' told you that one in a long while." The woman smiles at her bundle of love in her arms as the little pale skinned girl huddles further into her mother's embrace, into safety. Ready for the tale she already knows by heart – well – the way her mother tells it.
"Once upon a time – "
"Mommy," The child whines. "That's not how it starts." She insists, small button nose wrinkling in disapproval at her mother.
"Oh right, it started with a prince."
"His father." The small girl corrects.
"His father, the king of the Changelings. They had a forest – a beautiful forest which they lived in peace with all manner of plants and animals. The birds sang for them; they sang for the birds, the wolves howled with them, the deer's ran with them, and the rabbits sat with them. It was a time filled with harmony and tranquility."
"Then bad people came and hurt them!" Little Raven continues, trying to skip to the scary parts so she can get past it faster.
"The bad people wanted their magic – they wanted the power the Changelings had. The power to change their skins, their forms into – "
"Any creature they wanted." Raven finishes and nods, violet eyes wide as she looks up at her mother expectantly.
"There powers allowed them to live amongst the inhabitants of their forest, but also – if they so choose – amongst men. They had the best of both worlds." Mommy continues, stroking the soft hair of her daughters' head. "Then – the prince ventured to deeply in man's village against his father's wishes and there – he fell in love with a human girl, they fell in love at a delicate time for their worlds and sought to run away together, to escape the hate their families had between each other."
"But then her father found out!" Raven gasps, hiding her round face behind her little pale hands, peeking between her fingers, waiting.
"Then their father's found out and they threatened war against each other if the two didn't separate. So - for the good of their families and the lives of their people, they did – and the poor prince slowly wasted away, eventually dying of heart break for his love."
"Oh no! The poor prince." Raven sniffles, her wide eyes watering.
Mother smiles softly and continues. "The girl died as well- her father, in a fit of sorrow and grief, sought to blame the Changelings for his daughter's demise, so he gathered his army and as many weapons as the could and attacked the Changelings home – burned the forest and murdered every last one of the magical beings that lived in it."
Raven bruised her face into her mother's shoulder in sadness. Her mother strokes her hair soothingly.
"But – that was not the end of the story, for it is said that some of the Changelings survived – and remain hidden, and if one was to show itself to a person – that would bring that person great fortune and happiness to atone for the sadness of their past. The end."
"That story makes me sad Mommy." Raven admits as her mother turns her over onto their shared bed.
"Then why did you ask for it, love?"
"Because – I keep hoping the ending will change . . . but it doesn't" Raven sighs as her mother bends down, tucks her in tightly and kisses her soft forehead.
"Maybe one day it will. Good night, Love." Her mother smiles and settles in next to her child.
"Good night Mommy." Raven yawns, it nearly splits her little face in half as her mother starts humming her favorite lullaby and she drift off to sleep wishing the story of the Changelings had a different ending.
"Bye Mommy, I'll see you later!" Raven calls, grabbing her cloak and hood and rushing out of the bare floored cottage she and her mother lived in.
"Be back before sunset!" Her mother calls, arms deep in dough as she watches her seven-year-old rush out to greet the new day. She sees her run out to the river form the window and smiles. Raven liked going outside – but it made her mother worry. The villagers here didn't like them very much due to reasons she has not burdened Raven with yet. The children didn't play with Raven when she asked them too – they pushed her away and called her names already.
But Raven still went outside, still asked for them to be her friends.
It worries her mother greatly.
"Wanna play garden with me?" Raven asks the group of children her age as they play with each other at the river bank.
"Go away." One of the girls scrunches her face in disgust at her, putting her hands on her narrow hips, the other children copy here, their stares turning angry and some looked afraid. "We don't play with freaks like you."
"Yah – "A boy taunts. "You're creepy. We don't like you- "
"My daddy says she's a demon child." Another girl whispers
And Raven steps away, her stick she had in her grasp loosening. The children did every day – they hurt her – they called her names. She doesn't understand why, she never hurt them. She just wanted to be friends. They made fun of how she looked, they made fun of her mother too – they called them nasty things and accused her of being a demon's child often.
Raven doesn't understand it.
"But – I just want to play with you – "
"We don't wanna play with you!" The first girl snaps and shoves her and instantly starts shrieking and shaking out her hands. "Ewww – I touched it I touched it I touched it!" She screams and the other children look afraid and start screaming too.
"Go away!" They shout and someone picks up a pebble.
"We don't want to be friends with you!"
Raven gasps, a pebble cuts her face, she covers it and cries out in pain when more pebbles hit her, she turns, dropping her stick and runs away from the stinging stones they fling at her and their cruel words. Tear stream down her face as she sobs and runs further along the river, the sky over head isn't nearly as bright anymore – and the sun isn't smiling anymore either. Raven feels cold and alone as she stumbles and falls to her knees.
They bleed and she sobs harder while scrambling to her feet and continues to run without knowing where until her feet catch underneath a protruding root and she falls again, the air from her lungs flying out and her little chest burns. She hiccups and curls into a tight ball in misery.
"I just wanted to play." She sniffs and covers her dusty face, her forehead stinging and throbbing from the cuts the pebbles gave her.
She doesn't know how long she's there – but by the time she opens her eyes and stops sobbing, the sun is already setting and the wind is colder. Raven sits up and looks around – she doesn't know where she is.
Fear makes her shiver and she huddles into herself against a huge tree behind her. The forest – she was inside the black forest. Mommy always told her to stay away from this forest.
But now she's lost – and nobody will come find her, she's going to die here – alone and cold and – she sniffs and hugs her knees tighter. Mommy will never be able to find her – ever.
She starts to cry again, tears hot as they fall onto her bare scraped knees. She doesn't feel the sting as she shakes with fear and cold.
Then – something crackles behind her. She gasps, her neck hair prickles and her heart thumps hard against her chest – something was there.
She turns to look – more cracking, the bushes start to shake, Raven gasps in fear and scrambles to her feet – no, no – please – please Mommy! Something chases after her as she runs further into the forest blindly.
I'm sorry Mommy – I'm sorry! She screams when something pounces on her back, instantly knocking her down. Raven chokes when she lands on her stomach, her lungs burning as she scraps the ground with her nails to get up in desperation. "Please, please, stop, stop! Please don't eat me!" She shrieks, something rolls her over and a wolfs muzzle bares down into her face.
Raven screams so loud, the birds shoot out of their trees in fear, as she covers her faces and continues to scream with the realization that she was about to be killed and she'd never ever see her mother again.
"Why are you crying so much?" An unfamiliar, high pitched, voice asks her calmly.
Ravens hiccups, stunned so much she stops screaming and opens her eyes, a green skinned face tiles at her curiously. She gasps and swings her hand hard – slapping the curious face with as much fierce force as a seven-year-old could muster.
"Yow!" The body falls back and she wastes no time jumping to her feet and diving behind the nearest tree trunk, pressing her back against it, breathing ragged and small chest heaving as her little hands shake.
"Hmm . . . I only wanted to play." The voice says again, sounding sad all of a sudden.
Play? Raven tilts her head out and peeks with wide violet eyes at the strange creature.
It was a boy – sort of – short, small, about her size, maybe smaller – he was bare accept for a pair of loose fitted pants, the most remarkable thing about him was his skin – it was the color of soft moss in spring . . . his ears were pointed too – like an elf.
Raven stares and stares, what was he?
"Are you - are you going to eat me?" She calls shakily, though her heart slows.
"No? Ew – you'd taste gross I think." The strange boy makes a face, wrinkling his nose.
"But – but you – what are you? Why did you chase me? How did you – where did the wolf go?" Raven asks, her fear giving way to curiosity.
"Silly, I told you – I just wanted to play, and you were crying so I thought you were lonely and also – "
Raven gasps. He crouches down on all fours and she watches him with wide eyes as his human form shifts and twists and – he's a wolf pup – he sits there and wags his tail as if he's trained dog and lets his tongue stick out as he pants happily.
"You – how did you – "
He shifts back smoothly. "I can only turn into a wolf right now – I might be able to become other stuff later, like a bird! I can't wait to turn into a bird" He grins wide and easily.
It's enough to make Raven step out from behind her tree, her hand still pressed to the trunk, eyes wide with growing intrigue and excitement. "Are you -are you magic?"
"I guess so." The little boy nods. "I'm a Changeling."
"What – what?" She stares harder, not truly believing that such a creature would actually exist.
"Yah." He nods proudly, as if he'd succeeded in some great feat.
"But – but those are only in stories!" Raven protests, still not ready to believe him despite what she saw.
He makes a face. "I'm not a story – I'm real. We're real – but – um – "He looks around. "I'm not supposed to . . . tell you that." He finishes sheepishly, suddenly looking very worried that he'd get in trouble or that he'd done something terrible. "I think I have to go now." He says suddenly.
Raven gasps, "Wait no! No, don't go, I won't hurt you, please, I won't tell anyone about you either – can you - can you help me get home?" She hugs her arms, the sky was dark now and she could hardly see him now.
"Oh – I – "He shifts uncomfortably on his bare feet. "You promise you won't tell anyone? Ever?"
She nods eagerly. "I promise.
He looks at her sternly then hold out his hand, spitting into t and thrusting it in her fact. "Shake on it.
"Ew." Raven's face wrinkles in disgust. "That's gross."
"Then I can't help you get home." He says stubbornly.
"Wait, wait!" Raven reaches for his green tinted arm – "Here, ok." She spits into her hand gingerly, grimacing when he grasps it with his and gives her a hard shake.
"Good – now hop on, I'll take you home."
"Hop . . . on? You?"
"Yah!" He grins gleefully. "I don't look it but I'm really strong!" He boasts showing her his nonexistent arm muscles.
Raven giggles and nods as he shifts slowly into his wolf pup form, he sits, tail wagging and waits for her to get on.
Gingerly, she climbs onto his back and grips his ears. He shakes his head hard, signifying he doesn't like it so she wraps her arms around his neck and gasps when he stands up, his legs shaking slightly and starts off on a wobbly sprint towards home, she hopes.
"Bye!" Raven smiles and waves as the Changeling boy rushes back into the forest he'd kindly taken her out of. Then she turns and sees her cottage where Mommy must be waiting for her and starts off towards it in a run.
"Mommy, mommy, mommy, guess what I saw!" She calls excitedly, bursting into her home. Her mother gasps before she can finish her words and grabs her into a tight hug the moment she sees her, squeezing painfully.
"Oh, Raven! I was so worried, where were you? I looked and waited and- oh – oh sweetheart, are you hurt, oh let me see – who did this to you, who – "
"It's ok mommy, it doesn't hurt anymore, listen I found – "
"Shh, shh, it's ok – it's alright love, mommy's here, let's get you cleaned up then we'll get you some ointment for those scratches."
Her mother wasn't listening as Raven tries to tell her about her adventure. She sees the fear and worry in her mother's face – and remembers . . . she shouldn't talk about the Changeling she found. She promised. So she rushes up to her mother and grips her around the waist.
"I'm sorry mommy, don't be sad – I'm sorry." She whispers into her mother's skirts.
"I know – I know love, shhh don't cry – there, you're alright. "Her mother sooths her softly and pets her hair. "Let's get you washed up and in bed."
After a bath and some food, her mother tucks her into their shared feather bed and falls into a fitful sleep beside her.
Raven, on the other hand, can't sleep. She's too excited to sleep, remembering the day, as scared as she was – she'd met a real live Changeling! And everyone thought they were fake! But she knows the truth now. And maybe – maybe she has a friend now too. Raven always wanted friend.
Slowly she climbs out of bed and patters to the window where the moon was streaming through, casting silver streaks on the floor. She peeks outside, the forest was far and surrounded them – they lived outside of the main village and closer to it than everyone else. raven looks pout at the edge of the woods.
Maybe he was still there? Maybe he's come back and –
A sharp howl catches her attention and she gasps and leans out of the window, her small feet dangling off the floor as she hoists herself up on her arms. "Good night new friend." She whispers and smiles.
She can't wait for tomorrow.
Let me know what you thought?
It's not very action-y, I don't think this story will be. Ayway, this story is random. 2021 is going to be the year of random AU's and one-shots for me.
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