Hey guys! I'm back! I'm so sorry I was gone for so long, but midterms and studying and stuff took up so much time and energy. I'm still exhausted from it, which is why it's good that I didn't go to a school dance tonight. Besides, the last one was pretty bad. The dancers were doing... Explicit dance moves, and the DJ only played rap. And again, I'm tired. ;) Anyways, how've you guys been while I was gone? Lovely, I hope. Also, thanks for all the reviews last chapter! Sorry for all the little typos in my chapters. My stupid iPod sometimes decides that after the word "from", there needs to be a random "om". It's stupid. And old. I'd love to get a new one, but till then, I'm sorry, but you'll have to deal with the "from om" stuff. I am sorry though. Ok, I think I've talked (Er, typed?) long enough. Let's get on with the chapter! :) I own nothing, but please enjoy this long awaited chapter. :)

PS: My arm feels much better, thanks guys. :)

Zoë's POV

I walked around the remnants of the aircraft, searching for signs but receiving none. Finally, I stepped into the last room. I looked around quickly, since there wasn't a lot of debris to look through, when a blast of blue light lit up the room.

Then everything was dark.

I woke up lying on the floor. My head was pounding and something sharp was digging into my back. But I couldn't move, no matter how hard I tried.

As I struggled (and failed) at moving, a face appeared above mine, a good three feet away. Black hair dangled down towards my face, not long enough to brush my skin, however. Glassy, dark eyes stared down at me. His lips were curled into a sneer.

"Look at the little huntress attempt to be freed. You can't move, girl." He spat the last word out in disgust. "I made sure of that, with my paralyzing spell. But don't worry, I won't hurt you."

The he words themselves sounded reassuring, but the cold look in his eyes was anything but. I wanted to speak, ask him what he was really going to do, when he spoke anyways.

"Not much, at least." The smirk on his face told me that that was going to be an understatement.

Raven, or whoever this creep was inhabiting his body via the Black Heart, stood up and disappeared from my field of vision. He returned a moment later, smirking wickedly down at me.

Part of me was holding out hope that Luke or Diamond or someone was going to burst in and then Raven would be back to normal. Avoiding and ignoring me for two years, I could just about handle. But being tortured at his hands? Yeah, right. No girl wants her first crush to literally crush her back. (As in, breaking bones, maybe crushing an organ or two as well.)

Raven must've read my mind. "Door's busted," he smirked. "No way else in here."

The door was fine when I walked in. That basturd controlling my friend must've done something to it. If only I could see anything!

He looked down at me, bending over slightly. If I could move, I would've swept his feet out from under him already. Instead, it took all my effort to simply blink.

"Seeing as how your friends aren't coming, why don't we have a little fun?" He sneered. "I haven't been fully unleashed, or even tasted this amount of freedom, in two years. Ever since you managed to use words to control me in Tartarus. That's part of the reason you're paralyzed. That, and it makes everything so much easier.

"Now, since I've been restrained for so long, I really need to test my powers. I could just fire blasts of energy into the atmosphere, or go kill a tree or something, but that's counter-productive. I might need to use these powers in a fight." I hated to admit it, but the sick creature in Raven was actually sounding borderline sane.

Until he continued talking. "That's where you come in," he told me. "If I use my powers in a fight, I have to know how each affects a person."

Horror started to seep into my body. Was he suggesting what I thought he was suggesting?!

"I'm going to observe their affects on you." He grinned. "Consider yourself lucky; you're the first person that's going to feel the searing pain of these powers, although j can assure you that you wont be the last."

It didn't look like anyone as coming to save me. Against my wishes, I started to panic. Was he going to end up killing me?

'I don't wanna die... Sometimes wish I've never been born at all...'

What an inopportune time to start singing 'Bohemian Rhapsody' in my head... I wasn't even a huge fan of Queen, long ago.

My mind was a whirlwind of panic and lyrics from random songs that suddenly fit my situation. That's probably why I didn't notice that my limited range of vision was showing me something else.

I was still staring at a ceiling, lying on my back, but the sharp pain in my back was gone. (Although it still felt sore.) This ceiling was brown while the other was gray.

Raven's face loomed over mine again. "You ready to start?!"

I wanted to shout "no!" and spit in his face. Instead, all I could do was lay there limply.

He grinned at me. "Let's get started, then!"

Hey guys! Not the longest chapter, but I spent most nights and days studying for midterms. Sorry! Next chapter is in the regular 4 days, so update is Tuesday. Unless anything big comes up, and I'll leave an AN to tell you. Stay awesome, guys! :)