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Kindred Spirits

Lucas' POV

As I was walking to the penthouse, I thought about what I did and felt good. I was able to use my magic to save a baby without worrying about anybody finding out who I was. "I feel like a superhero," I thought to myself with a smile. I walked into the penthouse to see my parents standing sternly, waiting for me. I deduced what it was about and pointed out, "Nobody knows who it was that went into the building, so it's perfectly fine."

"We know and we agree with you but that's not the problem Lucas," Dad agreed.

"You completely disregarded your own safety, and don't you say that you had protection spells. Protection spells can fail, no matter how powerful you are. You can't just act like your invincible Lucas. If you don't be more careful you could end up hurt or worse, dead. We just got you back a few years ago, if I lost you again... I don't think I could take it," my mom explained with her eyes watering at the end.

Dad hugged her and added, "We couldn't take it. We lost you once, we won't lose you again."

I went over to join the hug and said, "I'm sorry, I... I'll be more careful in the future." My parents smiled and hugged tighter. When we released each other, all of us got back to unpacking.

Around 5:00 P.M, we had finished unpacking and my parents went out on a date leaving me to just lounge around and read my anscestors' grimoires. Eventually I fell asleep and had a weird dream. I was in a mirror maze that had no light sources save for one that seemed to emanate from my body. It was only bright enough to let me see where I was going and the maze was designed to only let you see yourself. I felt an urge to look for something or someone and started walking through the maze until I turned a corner a few minutes later and saw a figure about 4 yards in front of me. They were wearing a blue cloak and had the hood up. I could tell that they were looking around in wonder at where they were and that they hadn't seen me yet. The urge to go to him/her came up so I called out, "Hello!?" to get their attention.

The cloaked stranger whipped around to face me and thanks to the light emanating from them, I could see the surprised expression adorning their face. I now could tell that she was a girl and and that her skin was pale grey with purple hair. She started to walk towards me slowly and asked, "Who-who are you?"

I followed the urge from before, walked towards her and introduced, "I'm Lucas." I returned the question by asking, "What's your name?"

"Raven," she replied. Her expression changed from surprised to inquisitive and she asked, "Where are we?"

"I don't know," I answered before the urge to be near her overwhelmed me and I broke out into a run. She did the same and when we met our lips met each other in a searing kiss. Our lips fit against each other as if they were pieces in a puzzle. Our tongues danced together when I ran mine along her lips asking for permission. Our arms wrapped around the other with hers around my neck and mine around her waist. Our bodies pressed together and we grasped each other desperately as we sank to the floor. She removed my jacket and shirt while I removed her cloak to reveal a black leotard. I moved from her mouth and started to nibble along her jaw as she let out a moan. Her hands started to grasp at my hair and her legs wrapped around my waist. My nibbles and kisses moved down her neck until I came upon the nook between her neck and her shoulder where I bit down hard and made her release a scream of pleasure. Her hands started to grasp at my back with her fingernails. I released my hold on her neck and she released hers on my shoulder blades. I moved back to her lips as my hands moved from around her waist up towards her breasts...

I woke up abruptly on the couch in the penthouse and thought to myself, "Oh, it was just a dream. Okay." I looked at a nearby clock and saw it was 8:00 P.M. so I decided to shower and change into pajamas. I sat up and recalled what I had dreamed. I stayed put while mulling over the events of the dream and wondered, "Who was she?" I don't recall having ever seen her before but something at the back of my mind was screaming at me that I had. Whoever she was, she probably was just a dream.

I decided to go take a shower and change into my pajamas when the events of the dream came in my thoughts. I joked to myself, "Maybe it's my brain telling me I need to get a girlfriend." As I started to undress for the shower, I noticed on my shoulder blades some scratch marks right where the girl from the dream made them out of the corner of my eye. When I turned to get a better look though, the scratch marks were gone and all I saw was unblemished skin. "Huh, I thought I saw... ahh, probably nothing," I concluded, not giving it a second thought. I continued with my shower and forgot all about the dream.

A few hours earlier, Teen Titans tower. Raven's POV

I sat in my room thinking about the mysterious teenager on the T.V and the mysterious feeling I got in my chest when he used his powers. I thought about what Beast Boy theorized and concluded, "It actually makes some sense. Magic is a mysterious thing and I've never had any contact with any magic users from Earth so maybe it's my magic reacting to his own." I decided to try and figure out what the feeling was and so walked over to my bookcase and scanned the shelves for books I thought might help. Taking two or three out and bringing them over to I bed, I laid down and tried to find an answer to my question.

After about an hour or so, I was no closer to answering my question than when I started. The book I had just read never said anything about any kind of reaction between two people's magic other than when you specifically perform a spell for that. "And I don't recall taking part in any of the rituals in the book," I thought to myself. I picked up the next book and continued my research.

Robin's POV

I was sitting in front of the computer and researching any information that could lead to who the teen was, where he was from and what his powers were. I reviewed the news footage of his heroics and tried to make out any kind of details about his face and how he did any of what he did.

Yet there was no evidence of it being anything other than magic. The only thing that I could see under the hood was black, as if a person took a piece of cloth and sewed it into the hood as a veil. When he ran into building all the camera saw was a blur and not even going frame by frame revealed any new details. When the mysterious teen jumped out of the third story of the building, he seemed to slow down in mid-air enough that he would land without a scratch. The only thing that gave me any kind of leeway was the disappearing act. Going frame by frame of the scene, Robin noticed that the mysterious teen seemed to fade out of existence, with one of the frames showing the teen having a translucent, ghostly appearance. "So the mystery teen must have turned himself invisible and slipped away while everybody else was scrambling about," I thought to myself. Looking at the paper file sitting next to me, so far the only thing in it was pictures of him and approximations on the measurements. It was far less than I wanted to be in there.

Raven's POV

A couple hours later, I hadn't even gotten halfway through the third book when I gave up on it. There was absolutely no information on two magic users' magic interacting with each other and it appeared that wouldn't be any information in the later chapters. I was getting very annoyed at there being no answers to my questions in any of my books. My annoyance changed to fright when my ceiling fan's light bulb blew up and I resolved to meditate on the matter.

Assuming the lotus position, I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths before I started to levitate. As I started to relax, my mind cleared of all stray thoughts and my body started to feel weightless. I could hear my powers restored the light bulb back to working condition and put the books back on the shelf. I floated above my bed and the world around me seemed to fade away. I felt all of my stress, my worries and my anxiousness drift away as I drifted into pure, natural serenity. I felt more and more relaxed, resulting in my unintentionally falling both asleep and down into my bed. My concentration broke as I was claimed by Morpheus and brought to the realm of dreams.

I opened my eyes to see I was in a dark room. The room was filled with mirrors and the only light was generated by my body. I attempted to use my magic to create a brighter light but found myself powerless. I tried to figure out where I was but was interrupted by a shout from behind me. "Hello!?"

I turned around to see a boy around my age wearing a gray jacket, black pants and a black shirt. He was a couple inches taller than me and had white but healthy skin. His eyes were brown and and his hair was, silver? He was quite attractive, with broad shoulders and a lean but ripped build being visible. His hair was similar in style to a character from a video game she had seen Beast Boy play. "Leon something or other," I think it was.

I was perplexed by the feeling I got when I saw the stranger. It was telling me, "Run to him, be with him, feel him against your body."

"Why would I want to hug a guy I didn't even know?" I thought to myself but the urge grew stronger and stronger. Being unable to stay still and silent for much longer, I asked while I walked towards him, "Who-who are you?"

"I'm Lucas, what's your name," the mysterious teen boy responded while coming towards me as well. It seems as if he is having the urge, feeling, whatever it is, as well. I didn't know why but something told me to trust him.

"Raven," I answered. Glancing at the walls and ceiling, I asked, "Where are we?" despite knowing that he was as puzzled as I was.

Lucas shook his head and answered, "I have no idea." By now the feeling had built up and was overwhelming me. It also seemed to be having the same effect on Lucas who started to run at me as I ran to him. We met in an embrace filled with grasping at each other and locking lips as if our lives depended on it. I didn't know why I was doing this but I just couldn't stop. It felt better than anything in the world. Lucas had his arms wrapped around my waist as I had mine around his neck. All parts of our bodies were touching the other's as we sunk to the floor. His tongue titillated all of the pleasure sensors in my mouth as it ran over all parts of it. I removed his shirt and jacket while he removed my cloak. His torso sported well defined pectorals and a six pack that was most definitely drool-worthy. My hands grasped at his hair and my legs wrapped around his waist as his mouth started to move along my jawline, nibbling along the way. I let out a moan of pure ecstasy as his nibbling and kissing moved down my neck. My hands moved from his hair to his shoulders as I grasped at them. Lucas reached the point where my shoulder met my neck and bit down, hard. I screamed in pleasure and dug my nails into his shoulders. He pulled away and returned to my lips while my hands released their tight grip. I felt one of his hands move from my waist and move towards my chest...

My eyes shot open and I shot up into a sitting position. I was breathing quite heavily and my face felt hot with a blush. I calmed my breathing down as I told myself, "It was just a dream, calm down." When my breath finally slowed to normal I noticed that I had been asleep for a few hours, with my clocking showing a time of 8:00 P.M.

I was sitting in my bed when I heard a knocking at my door and Beast Boy on the other side say, "Dinner's gonna be here in ten minutes!" and sprint off, most likely to go play video games while he waited for the food to get here. I was about to follow after him when I noticed that I was covered in sweat.

"Probably because of the dream," I rationalized to myself. Thinking about the dream, I noticed that this Lucas guy looked similar to the mystery teen from the news report. "Why would I dream about a person I haven't even met, especially in... that kind of way," I pondered while blushing as thoughts of the dream popped up. I decided to take a quick shower and change before going to eat.

I grabbed a pair of pajamas before walking into the bathroom nearest my own room. I started to strip to get in the shower when I noticed what I thought to be a bruise on my neck. I went over to the mirror to get a closer look but when I tried to find it, there was no trace of it what so ever. I shrugged and continued to strip for the shower while thinking, "Probably just seeing things because of... well, that." For the rest of the night I didn't think about the dream and as such its memory disappeared into oblivion.

Well, it seems as if there is a connection between Raven and Lucas. How is that possible? And why does it exist? Keep reading to find out.