Supressed Regrets

This fanfic takes place right before and during Afershock.

.Summary: Raven story. More action: Raven's powers are slipping and it all started when trying to track a cronie of Slade's down. Is he trying to get her to loose control? But if he's targetting Raven, why'd capture Robin again?

Chapter 8

A cold breeze awoke Raven from her sleep and she sat up, clutching the blankets around her lithe from. She glanced over at the window, it was open. Odd, she'd never opened it. She narrowed her eyes and warily stood. She glanced around the room and lifted a hand from under the blanket she kept wrapped around her. She lowered the hand and the window shut. She then closed her eyes. She could feel a prescence.

When her eyes opened again they were blazing white. "Get out of my room." She growled.

She suddenly felt a force behind her, grip her back and pull her. She gasped quietly and glanced behind her. Red. She looked forward again and there he was, the figure she'd seen before.

The red power shattered as anger flashed behind Raven's eyes. She lifted her hand. "Azerath-"

He grabbed her mouth again and Raven grabbed his wrist with both hands and kicked for his groin. He jumped back, glanced down at her foot, then her face. "Temper temper Raven."

Raven's eyes narrowed and some ceramic object rammned into his head, crashing on impact, and he staggered sideways and released her mouth.

"Azerath Metrion Zinthos!" She cried and his abdomin was engulfed in black. She violently moved her hand sideways and he flew into the wall, hitting it and sending a shelf crashing down. Raven paid it no heed.

"What does Slade want!" Raven demanded. "And who are you!"

A laugh, and then red broke through black. He landed lightly on his feet. "Can't you do better then that? Robin could beat you in a battle Raven, and he has no powers." His eyes traveled over her then and he smirked.

Raven's face went hot with anger and it was as if a firecracker had been set off under his feet and he was forced forward and rolled. His moment of lapse was quickly covered by a purpose roll and then a recory jump to his feet.

"Where is he!"

"Who exactly?"

"Robin! What did you do with him!"

There was suddenly loud knocking on Raven's door.

"Rae! You okay in there!" She heard Cyborg's voice.

She looked at the door, then looked back to the man. He wasn't there. Her head whipped around to look at the window. Open.

The door opened and the three other titans rushed in. "Dear Raven, what has caused you to preform such acts of violence upon your own posessions?"

"Yeah man, your room is trashed." Beastboy commented, looking at the fallen shelves.

"He was here." Raven said, continuing to stare at the window.

"Who was?" Cyborg questioned, placing a hand on Raven's shoulder. "Are you sure you weren't sleeping?"

"I'm sure, and I don't know who he is. He was the one with the red magic; Slade's new cronie."

To be continued...