Chapter 4: Talk

Cyborg watched with a sympathetic face as Beast Boy slowly lowered himself into the couch wincing every now and then as he went down, he sympathized with him because no man wanted to be hit there after all.

Starfire came walking into the room caring a large ice pack in her hands, "Friend Beast Boy, would you like of the pack of ice, for your jewels of family?"

Cyborg snickered at the way Star phrased her sentience, he ignored the glare thrown at him from Beast Boy, despite having been on earth for little more then six years Star still had trouble wording her thoughts.

Still glaring at Cyborg Beast Boy answered the girl he considered to be an older sister, "Yea, Star that would be greaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Starfire had dropped the ice pack on Beast Boys personal areas with a harsh plop, sending another wave of shock and pain through him.

"Eeep!" Starfire watch as her friend Best Boy fell from the couch in a fetal position, clutching the pack of ice to his nether regions, groaning and moaning, he reminded her of an sick animal that she had one seen on her home planet, it was executed to put it out of it misery, "Oh friend Beast Boy, are you felling of the OK'ness, should I fetch of the sacrifice dagger, to take away of the misery? Friend Cyborg it is not nice to be the laughing of friend Best Boys pain!"

Cyborg had started laughing silently when Beast Boy fell off the couch, he was shaking so hard he had fell off the couch and joined Beast Boy on the floor, it was when Starfire had mentioned her sacrificial dagger that he gave up the pretense of being silent, he was now out right laughing and shaking on the floor. Tears wear falling out of his human eye.

"Friend Cyborg, stop of the laughing right this moment!"

Beast Boy ignored the two of them, all he cared about was that his dreams of fathering any children have been crushed and destroyed along with his manhood.

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Raven arrived on the roof of the tower in a dramatic flare of black magic, unnecessary considering that the only one there to cower in fear of her well used magic was Nightwing, but it he wasn't cowering in fear he was use to her moods by now, but it did made her feel a little better.

Standing several feet away from her Nightwing was staring out at the ocean that surrounded the tower and the sun over head, it was barely mid morning yet he felt very tired at that moment. He knew that Raven was behind him, waiting for him, at the moment he just wanted to rest. He continued to watch the ocean when Raven emerged beside him; apparently she levitated there other wise he would have heard her walk.

Raven didn't know what was going on, yea she knew that he wanted to talk about her and the vacation she wanted but she was getting impatient and didn't know what was talking him so long.

"Did you know that when I first came to Jump City, I wanted to get out of my mentors shadow? I had no intention of starting a team, let alone the Titans."

Raven looked at him, shocked, Nightwing never spook of his past, other then herself he was the most reclusive person that she knew. Instead of saying anything Raven stood silent and decided to let him do all the talking.

"If it wasn't for you none of us would have gotten together, sure we would have meet maybe even become friends, but if not for you we wouldn't have never became the family we are now." Turning around to look at Raven, for the first time since he knew her Nightwing saw emotions as the crossed her face, the dominate one being surprise.

"Nightwing…Robin, Richard, I-"

Nightwing shook his head to stop her, "I don't know what's going with you Raven, other then me, you're the most reclusive person that I know, and I won't ask you to spill you secrets to me, it wouldn't be right, all I'm asking is that you stay and let us help you…Like we did with your father."

Not waiting for her response Nightwing walked to the door leading back into the tower, he stopped before opening it, "Just for you to know Raven were not a family without you."

Raven didn't hear him as he left the roof, she just stood in the same spot Nightwing stood and stared at the same ocean, "…damn I hate emotional blackmail."

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Unlike last time Raven knew that she was in one of her dreams, vision things, and like last time she was stripped of all clothing, the only thing that was keeping her warm was her hair that fell to the tops of her ass. Shivering Raven gathered her hair closer to her body; she was in a room made completely of ice. The floor seeped a numbing cold through her feet burning and freezing her at the same time. Even though a blue sun shone through the windows and landed on her bare body the light didn't emit any heat if anything she was more cold then before, the same blue light that was freezing her shone at the bed that took up nearly all of the room, the light made the queen bed twinkle as if it were made of diamonds and not ice.

A blast a wind threw Raven against the bed on covers made seemingly of ice, startled and frustrated Raven looked for her attacker and meet stunningly blue eyes. The woman that now kneeled in front of her was beautiful, cold as hell, but beautiful and her eyes, her eyes were spellbinding, that was all Raven notice about the woman.

For a moment her heart was in her throat. The desire about the other demoness-the way she stared at her, alert and wanting. The smooth glide of her movements, the fierce intensity of her gaze; the gaze that was looked on her now, unwavering, challenging…

She was being sucked into those eyes, pulled out of herself. And still she didn't look away. It was impossible, impossible to concentrate or to have any hope of fighting it. Her eyes glittered, but not the slightest shift in their gaze warned her of her intent. Before she could take another breath the demoness was moving toward her with a swiftness that held her rigid with statement.

In another instant she was on her, her cold hands looked on her upper arms, her face inches from Ravens, her warm soft breath bathed her face.

"Mine."

Raven woke up from her dream, this time she wasn't surprised to see her room a mess, at the moment she didn't care. Groaning Raven ran her hand through her hair and glared at her room.

"Damn."

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Soft steps echoed in the hall made of ice, a female servant ran down the icy corridors, her long flowing skirt moved as if alive with each step she took, despite not wearing any shoes and being topless the cold did not affect her she, like others who lived there were use to the cold, thrived on it, it was what made them unique from the other demons who lived. The blue sun shining through the ice walls made them glitter, the servant didn't notice the beauty of the sun or the walls she hurried toward the mane chamber of the ice castle.

As she approached the only doors that weren't made of ice, she noticed the other servants walking in out of the door, some carried vast plates of food others carried clothing, jewels and containers filled with scented oils, she ignored them as she made her way past them, she was above them and so didn't deserve her attention. Some of the servants tossed grimace and sneers toward her, the servant just found it amusing as she continued her way into the ice chamber, when she entered the room she froze. There, lying on a majestic bed made entirely of ice was her queen, her mistress, her lover. She was beautiful; her snow white hair that fell down to her was pushed to the side and being combed by a female servant, the servant girl was young and her breast underdeveloped. As the servant girl combed the long flowing hair another servant, a male servant, was massaged oil onto her queens soft glistening skin that was tainted a light blue, you could barley see the color only when the sun stroke her was it noticeable. Sighing she watched as her mistress took a bite of fruit from the plate beside her.

"Niarex, come to me, the rest of you leave, I will not have a need of you until later."

The servants left, all of them taking with them the hot and cold oils, the foods, the last servant left the silk blue robe on the bed for her queen to wear later and left.

Walking forward the servant Niarex climbed onto the large bed and took the place of the male servant, massaging oil onto her beloved majesties back. The covering on the bed was magically made of ice and radiant a soft coldness from it which her skin greedily soaked up.

"Something wonderful has happened Nia."

Pausing in her massage Niarex looked at her queen, "Queen Aooni?"

"It is time that I looked for my mate to rule beside me, and I know the mate for me."

Niarex looked at her mistress with desire and anticipation in her eyes, she knew that couldn't see her face so she voiced what her thoughts, "My Queen may I acquire whom your perfect mate may be?"

Laughing softly Aooni turned over and caused the servant above her to fall into her waiting arms and softly ran her ice nails through her short blue hair as the servant rested her head on her bare breast kissing them, "A demoness with immense power, a demoness in heat, I dreamt of her, she is a beauty beyond comparison and she will be mine."

Not noticing the stunned look on her servant face she pushed her aside and stood up from the bed, the silver skirt that she wore dropped from her waist and onto the ice floor, "She is a dark one, different from us in many ways, she's a half breed."

Niarex stood up and picked up the disregarded skirt and went to put it away, "A half breed, surely such a being is too lowly for you mistress?"

"Not this one Nia, she wields great power, such untapped power, she would be the perfect mate for me Nia." Standing in front of a grand mirror she slipped into a dress consisted of silver spun into cloth edged with small sapphire stones.

Niarex clutched the silver skirt with both hands to her chest and turned away so that her mistress wouldn't see the shock in her eyes, "I had thought that you wished to rule alone mistress. Wouldn't a mate make this difficult?"

"Oh no not this one," Aooni slipped into a pair of ice shoes that had sapphires running up and down the sides, "she will rule beside me, she will be the perfect mate and the perfect queen. I will train her in all that she will need; in time she will provide me an heir."

"But mistress-"

"Enough!" Aooni snapped her fingers, Niarex fell to her knees, her throat clenched tight with fear as she kneeled in front of her mistress, ice coated her throat and fell out her mouth, Aooni ignored her servant as she prepared herself, a crown made of ice, sapphires and silver was placed on her snow white hair, and a necklace similar to the crown was draped over her snow white swan like neck. "She will be my mate, no matter what."

Walking to her servant Aooni kneeled in front of her, reaching toward her she pulled the servant into her embrace, the ice that filled her mouth slowly disappeared, cooing she petted her servants' head, "Accept it love, it is the way of things, you knew that we can not be."

Kissing her temple and then her lips Aooni stood up, "Prepare my mate and your future queen a room, have cloths set out for her. It's time you know your place servant."

Niarex watched as her mistress, her queen, her lover, walked out of the room and cried, tears of a broken heart and tears of utter hatred, she didn't blame her mistress she was doing what she has to do to give her people a much better life, she blamed the demoness, she will pay.

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A/N: Pakkrat, yea I got your email, the thing is I just read it right now, classes r really keeping me busy, and I barely have enough time to do this, so I decided to update and well answer your emails at the same time, so most of the time I will be talking to u like this, through my updates of my story. Sorry about any confusion and such.