Supressed Regrets
This fanfic takes place right before and during Afershock.
.Summary: There's a new criminal in town and he seems to be plotting with Slade. So what's his interest in Raven? Also, Raven's control seems to be slowly slipping and destruction ensues.
Chapter 7
A flash of red announced Raven's prescence into her room. She turned around and glanced at the object she'd just left… her miorror. She had to get her emotions under control, but they were always resentful of her since she never allowed them to really participate in her real life, always supressing them. All but Intelligance resented her at least.
Despite her conversation with her emotions, she didn't feel any more at ease. She was slipping, she couldn't help. The thought of the game Slade was playing made her chest burn with anger.
She turned around and glanced at her bed-stand. The clock on it said in bright green numbers, 1:43 a.m.
Raven's eyes widened slightly. She didn't feel tired, and she hadn't felt she'd been gone that long. Time in her mind was distorted though and she figured she'd need to sleep. She made her way over to her bed and took off her cloak. She went to her closet and pulled out a pair of loose blue pajama pants and a black tank-top. She changed and crawled into bed, pulling her blankets over her and, feeling cold from inside, pulled the blankets tightly around her.
She dreamt that night of her days in Azerath, days that seemed so long ago, when she was first learning to train her emotion-driven powers.
To be continued...