Chapter 2: Potential 1

Falxon sat on the red sand that glistened like wet rubies, while looking over the sea of lava that was constantly moving swaying one way or another, it was a beautiful sight.

He listened to the souls of the damned that scream in agony, every once in awhile a new soul could be seen being dragged into the flowing ocean and a new voice was added to the symphony of eternal suffering as the creatures of Hades devouring the bodies of the gluten, it was one of Falxon's favorite sights. But today his thoughts weren't on the damned, but located securely on his dream.

"Scream for me, moan for me."

Lavender eyes hunted his mind, his mind drifted back to the demoness he dreamt of, moon kissed body, long lavender hair that was a bit lighter then her eyes.

From out of the red sea a large dragon like creature emerged from the sea, the molten rock sliding off its glistening scales, not harming it, like water would slide off the petals of a rose after a storm. The dragon creature walked over the sand and curled near its master, resting its head upon his lap.

Unconsciously Falxon fingers stroked the head of the dragon, a loud purr vibrated through its body, as his mind drifted to the lilac demoness. It had been a long time since he enjoyed the company of another demoness, and the desire that had been awaken with the beginning of the season had not been satisfied. There had been other demonesses who were willing to share his bed, who would be more then willing to welcome him into theirs.

But he had long ago lost any appetite for the entanglement that came with an unmated relationship. The few times he tried hadn't been worth the trouble. The dragon under his stroking hand shifted and whined softly. With a murmured apology, he released his grip on the beast's neck as his thoughts wondered back to the demoness in heat. She was lovely. It wasn't hard to find her desirable

He smiled slowly, a slight upcurve of lips that seldom resorted to that expression.

"She was most defiantly natural lavender."

"Who is a natural lavender brother?" He had unknowingly spoke his thoughts out loud so that the presence of another, he knew all to well, could hear him.

Falxon looked behind him at his sister, as the dragon he was petting slipped back into its home in the sea of magma. Noxlafa's silhouette form stood above her older sibling's, only five hundred years younger then him she almost the spitting image of him, only in female form. Like him she had large feline red eyes, tilted at the edge, red runes and markings covered her body starting just under her left eye and ending at her toes, she was just as tall as him, (6'5) and had the same red strait hair as he did, except for the occasional streak of vibrant gold, and while she kept her long, were it would fall to her ankles, he kept his own blood red hair at shoulder length.

Falxon turned his attention back to the sea of the damned, "No one, Noxlafa just a vision I had."

"Oh!" her red eyes glistened in mischief, "Was it about a demoness? Maybe one I know?"

Falxon glared at his sister, "Now, what business is that of yours, hmmm?"

Noxlafa leaned into the bare back of her brother, so that her bare breasts were squished against his back. Both of them were naked, but neither minded; demons and demoness were by nature were comfortable with nudity. The only time any of them wore clothing was when they went top side.

"Please, Xon, tell me who you were dreaming of. Pretty please, deadly disease, and the wings of an angle, please tells me?"

Laughing Falxon looked back at the lava sea, "Cheater, when are you going to stop resorting to childhood rhymes, Lafa?"

"Don't know," Noxlafa shrugged, "I'm kinda attached to them." Noxlafa moved around so that she was now sitting in her brothers lap, Falxon wrapped his arms around his sisters' waist and they both watched as the damned were tortured, an occasional scream would rip through the air.

"So…"

"So what?"

"Who were you dreaming of!"

"A demoness in heat, coming into her true inheritance."

Unknown to him Falxon eyes went slightly dazed as he spoke of his possible intended, he smiled as he recalled the dark demoness, "She was fairly tall, about two heads shorter then us, she had lavender hair that was nether straight or curly and stopped about hear," he touched the dip of his sisters back. "She had lavender eyes that were shades darker then her hair, and her skin was like the human moon light shinning on one of there lakes. She had immense untapped power, dark power; I couldn't tell what her origins were but I could tell that she is a half breed."

"A halfa?"

"Yes, I am betting that if I were to battle with her she will be the victor."

"That powerful huh?"

"That and more I'm sure, I think you will like her."

Neither of them spoke for a while, each trapped in there own thoughts.

"So…"

"So what?"

"What are you going to do about the dark demoness dear brother? If you dreamt of her you must be a potential."

"Has anyone told you that you can be very annoying?"

"Only you and papa, everyone else knows that I will eat them if I do."

"I feel privileged."

"You should, now about that demoness."

"Let no one tell you that you have a one track mind."

"I won't, the demoness?"

"You're not going to quit, are you?"

"No, now tell me about the demoness that I may of may not know."

"I plan to go top side and find her."

"Why top side?"

"'Cause that's were she is."

"You won't be the only potential."

"I know that's why I plan to find her first and take her before any other could. I haven't done this kind of hunting in quite some time-and I think this one might prove to be a challenge. I would have to be careful to stay hidden from any other potential in the mean time."

"Good luck brother."

Anticipation tightened his muscles, "Go. I'll see you later, perhaps. For now I have to plan this carefully-and keep an eye on her in the mean time."


Raven looked over her room, pleased with herself, all the damage, caused by her dream from last night, was easily repaired with a flick of her hand. The statues had reformed into their original states, her bed coverings now laid in the waste basket downstairs, which she now has to replace, her books were back in their proper order in the bookshelf, and her dresser was back in its up right place.

Over the past ten years Ravens' power had evolved so that she was able to repairing any damage caused by one of there battles, such as rebuilding any damaged businesses that they might have destroyed in one of their fights (the full extent of her powers were unknown to both her teammates and herself), the tax payers of the city particle worshiped her for that one reason. Glancing down at her tattered cloths in disgust Raven waved her hand and they lit up with her black power to disappear only to reappear in the trashcan, she could easily buy another pair, besides she wasn't too found of the color green anyway.

Walking toward her large vanity mirror, that had miraculously survived the onslaught of her powers, she stared at her reflection staring back at her, what she saw was what she always say, gray skin, a body that she had finally grown into, lilac hair that fell to the middle of her back and eyes that were shades darker and a tad bit too large for her face. Full lips tinted a light wine color, a demon heritage.

Raven ran her hand through her hair and sighed, she new this day was coming she dreaded this day, a sharp crack can be heard as a diagonal split appeared in her mirror as the result of her unrestrained emotions that connected to her powers. Snorting in disgust at her disfigured reflection she turned to get ready for the day. Clothing outlined in her black magic floated after her.

Changing in a pair of black baggy army pants she slipped on a bra and over it a tight black halter top that read in red block letters, "Welcome to the Dark Side…We Have Cookies!" she slipped on a pair of black army boots and magic her into a braid before fazing downstairs to the kitchen. Only to be greeted with the odd scene of her teammates eating breakfast, none of them had noticed her presence yet.

The scene before her was, to say, odd, Changeling AKA Beast Boy, was standing in front of the rest of the team, excluding Raven, giving them a speech on one thing or another.

"I say we barge in and take control!"

Cyborg was shoveling food into his mouth as he read one part of the newspaper, "Over what."

"Huh?"

"I said, over what, what will we be taking control over?"

"Over Raven! We barge in and take control of Raven!"

Nightwing snorted into his cup of coffee, "Only if you want to die a horrible, bloody death, which I will do nothing to stop." Nightwing (Robin turned Nightwing when he and Starfire finally became a couple) continued to eat his modest breakfast of scrambled eggs, fried bacon, toast and a side dish of fruit, while reading the other half of the newspaper. Only Starfire was paying apt attention to Changeling/BB as he spoke at the same time she ate her breakfast that was barley recognizable beyond the muster that covered it.

"Friend Raven will indeed do of the mass murder of you if interrupt her in this morning," Starfire shared her wisdom on Raven, of which only she knew, thanks to lots and lots of bribing, "do you not recall that of what she did to you of the last time you did of the bugging of her in the morning?"

Changeling/BB shudder as he recalled what Raven did to him last time, he would never sleep properly again, for three months he was unable to look at tofu without vomiting.

"But this is important! Have you ever known Raven to get a nightmare?"

"Then you may do as you please Changeling," Starfire went back to finishing her mustard covered breakfast, "but it is how they say, your own funeral."

Raven stepped out of the shadows and headed toward the stove to make her morning tea, "For once that is correct Starfire, and it is as she said Beast Boy, it would be your funeral."

"Raven!" Changeling squeaked turned into a mouse and hid behind Cyborg.

"Girl, you gave me one hell of a fright, don't you ever do that again you got me?" Cyborg had one hand clutched to his chest at the sight of Raven stepping out of the shadows and into the room, scaring the crap out of him. "Did you really have to do that?"

"Yes."

"Friend Raven! Oh it is such a joyous occasion to see you out of your room! I was truly afraid for your health being when I heard you scream, friend Raven!"

"I screamed?" Raven thought about it, "It must have been in my sleep and didn't notice." She couldn't say anything else as the purple, red, and orange blur squeezed the living day lights out of her.

"Star…can't…breath…let…go…PLEASE!"

"Star let Raven go," the cool voice of there leader broke through the chattering of Starfire, Cyborg, and Beast Boy. "And Beast Boy, stop cowering behind Cyborg."

They each followed the orders given to them by there beloved leader.

Raven lent onto the counter, "Thank you Boy Wonder for saving me from the hug of death."

"Oh! Friend Raven I did not mean to be of hugging you to death, you are well now is you not? Do you need the care of intensive? O-"

"It's an expression Star; you weren't really hugging me to death."

"I was very much worried about you."

"I got that and I thank you, I guess, oh and Nightwing?"

Nightwing lowered his newspaper to look at her over it, "Yes?"

"I need a month or so leave from the Titians."

Cyborg dropped the fork full of meat by products on his plate, uneaten, and looked at Raven with wide surprised eyes, Changeling/BB had already revolted back to his human form and stood with the same look on his face as Cyborgs only he had accidentally placed his left hand into his plate of tofu. Starfire landed with a thud on the kitchen floor, no longer was she flying, a signal that she was both surprised and unhappy. Tears wielded in her eyes.

Only Nightwing seemed to be indifferent to her request, "Why?"

"I need some personal time off, is that so bad?"

Raven and Nightwing stared at each other, the bond between them flared awake, immediately she knew that he knew that she was lying or at least telling a half of the truth. She tilted her head in a challenge.

Nightwing opened his mouth to call her bluff when the alarm went off, sending the kitchen in a light of red, Cyborg ran to the computer and started to type at a rapid pace.

"Yo, you guys it's the Hive, there at it again!"

The other three titans ran out the door to stop the Hive, they didn't have to worry about the other two, Raven can just teleport herself there, and Robin had his bike (which was now blue and black to match his new look).

Raven and Nightwing continued to stare at each other.

"Better get moving Boy Blunder, there's a robbery to stop." Raven walked off toward the sliding door.

"Raven, this isn't over I want to talk to you when we get back."

"As you say, Robin, as you say."