Chapter 7

It was the humidity and the heat that caused a faint sheen of sweat to appear on her body as Raven walked through jungle, her bare feet crushing the grass; the trees were covered in moss and vines, exotic and foreign plants surrounded her, the sent of wet earth, flora, and musk surrounded her. A supple white mist lay across the grounds and flared around her as she walked, the humidity of the air was getting to her, and already her lavender hair was sticking to her back, sweat beaded against her skin and fell between her breast. Lust burned beneath her skin but it hadn't taken control of her body yet.

Raven ignored her own discomfort and quickened her past, from what she had read in her books, once owned by Azar himself, she knew that this was not one of her original dreams and unlike the others where she had immediate contact with her potentials she had yet to encounter an a single creature let alone another intellectual being. She had to search for the ones causing this and put an end to it quickly, the deeper she went into the forest the thicker the vegetation became; soon the trees were blocking all light plunging her in instant darkness. A few beams of light would sneak through the thickness of the leaves when a passing breeze blew by, shuffling them together.

As she walked deeper a faint sweet, wet smell was detectable, it captured her senses and drew her in, and she could feel her mind and body as they went numb, as if by there own accord her body followed the sweet scent, the father she followed it the stronger the aroma grew. She didn't notice as the bark on the trees slowly turned black, and as the leaves grew as large as her head and turned pearl white, the petals on any plant turned crystal, ranging in colors. They seemed to capture the light and glow, which now lit darken forest. She did notice that the heat that had captivated her these past four days seemed mild, almost as if somehow it was diluted.

Deep in her mind, Raven was still in control of some aspects of her body, she was still able to fell, just barley, she could grasp that the sweet flowery smell was keeping the heat and lust from taking over her body, but it was also preventing her from taking full control of her body, she watched as the scent penetrated her mind, it was a soft green and gold color and drifted like a cloud, it didn't do anything it was just…there. She started to panic as it moved toward the connection between Nightwing and herself, she didn't know what would happen if the mist entered his mind and rather not find out , concentrating on the link between them Raven tried her best to close it, and like a door it snapped shut with a loud thud. Raven felt as her mind-self fell to the ground, not only did this…sent limit her control over her body; it restricted the use of her powers.

Raven watched the scenery change as she moved, slowly the threes started to thin out, and other plants were seen less and less until she was finally at the edge of a meadow. The scent was overwhelming here, the sky had darkened and the grass turned from green vegetation to crystals strands, she could see soft lavender and dark blue wings beat all the surface of the meadow…butterflies and they were glowing, her body moved to the center of the meadow and was in full control of her body again.

A figure came walking out of the shadows of the forest, female, "Welcome to our home." The fox demon waved her hands around at the lush garden that surrounded them, "Pleas make yourself feel at ease."

The sweet aroma grew strong for just a minute and Raven felt as her whole body and mind relaxed.

Another figure came from behind the other demoness, only this one was male, "We have heard of your exploits Raven, daughter of Trigon, third son of Lucifer."

Raven watched as the two demons walked out from the hiding shadows the forest provided, they each were the same height, had long brown green hair tied into different braids, the most distinguish features on them were there eyes, ears, and tails. There eyes were tilted to the side, almost fox like, and were solid amber, there ears were equally fox like only they were a brown green color, like there hair, and their tails fox like and the same color. There lips were tinted a soft emerald, there skin seemed to be a mixture of colors from dark gold to light brown, vines and leaves could be seen moving in and out of there skin, covering the bare necessaries but leaving everything else much bare. It was hard to tell if it was clothing or part of their skin.

The demon stepped to the side of her, "Banishing your sire before he could accomplish anything in the world you claim as your domain."

The girl tilted her head as if she heard something, "You will be safe with us. We will take great care of you."

"We really do not wish for this to be, but for our survival we need you."

Startled Raven lost control of some of her emotions; she knew that when she woke up her room would have paid the price for her lack of control.

The demoness stepped forward until there fronts were touching; she nuzzled her head into Ravens neck. The sweet flowery smell had returned and with it a faint buzz entered her head dulling her thoughts and body functions. It would seem that unlike human poisons and such those produced and made by other demons seem to actually have an effect on her.

"You will save us."

The demon appeared at her back and wrapped an arm around her waist spooning her back to his front and started to stroke her hair like one would with a favorite pet.

Raven tried to shake away the fog that clouded her mind, "What-"

The demoness started to caress Ravens face, causing her to fell very sleepy, she fell more against the demon at her back, she didn't really see or fell them as they laid her against the crystal grass, millions and millions of butterflies flew into the air only to descend and lay against Ravens body, like lavender sapphire a blanket. The demoness bent over her face pressed her soft green lips to Ravens lavender tinted lips.

"Soon, little sister we will be a family."

The demon did the same only he placed his kiss on the red charka on her forehead

"We will come for you soon beloved."


Nightwing sat in his seat and watched as Cyborg tried to explain the difference of tamaranian intercourse and human intercourse.

No, humans could not have intercourse upside down, no, you are not allowed to have intercourse in public, no, you can't broadcast it threw the news, no, a condom is not a candy, although in certain places they are advertised as one. And so far his personal favorite, only she and a professional gymnastics could bend that far.

"Star, come here, Cyborg has to finish a project I gave him a while ago."

"As you wish Friend Nightwing, if you please Friend Cyborg I wish to continue this discussion of the difference of intercourses between human and tamaranians later, when you are not so much of the busy."

"Errrr, sure Star, later." And before anyone could blink he was out of there in a flash.

Star sighed and sat next to Nightwing; Nightwing laughed softly and pulled Star into an embrace.

A faint smell came from nowhere, and a dazed look was donned on Nightwings face.

"Starfire?"

"Yes, Friend Nightwing?"

"Are you wearing a new perfume?"

Thinking Starfire shock her head, "No friend Nightwing, I wear the same sweet smelling waters as I usually do."

"I like it, it has a soft, flowery smell to it, I like it lot. Keep on wearing this one, it's really... nice."


Y'Garon watched as his sister tended to their garden, he watched as under her hands crystal flowers bloomed and fruits made entirely of water plumped and ripened.

"Do you think what we are doing is right?"

It had been four earth days since they had encountered the demoness in heat, Y'Garon followed his sister through the garden, as the pair walked through the garden the plant life around them responded, the flowers glowed a bit more, the grass became thicker and softer, the bushes rustled and vines sprouted from the ground near the trees and wrapped themselves around the trunks sprouting jeweled flowers never to be seen by human eyes.

Gaea looked back at her brother, it was like looking in a mirror only without certain assets. She walked toward where she heard the waterfall, yesterday it was on the other side of the garden, it liked to move around making sure that all the plants got there fair share of water.

"Yes, brother everything will turn out exactly as it should."

The two siblings walked side by side toward the waterfall, every once in while a sapphire or lavender butterfly would drift by leaving a trail of silver dust behind them, letting it fall onto the plants causing them to grow and shine. The plant life continued to react to their presence.

"Tell me sister, why is this demoness to help us?"

Gaea waved her hand millions of thick vines burst from the ground, they weaved and twisted together to create a bridge from the ground to the top of a cliff. The two earth fox demons walked on the green pathway, the farther they walked the louder the sound of the rushing water of the waterfalls could be heard.

"She is the daughter of Trigon, I could smell his bloodline in her, and the power he gives her if we can make her our own we can may break the hold father has placed over us. We are a depleting line brother we must do what we can to survive. I am regretful that this burden must fall on your shoulders alone brother."

"As am I," Y'Garon trailed his fingers over the black bark of the trees, "If our sire had not-"

"What is done is done; there is nothing to be made for it, let the past rest brother."

Reaching the top the two demons looked at the magnificent waterfall, it wasn't like those in the mortal realm. The water was like liquid gold running over crystals and jewels as large as boulders, the water ran into the ground were it was eagerly soaked up.

Y'Garon and Gaea watched as animals and plant life around the waterfall bathed in its golden waters.

"Are you sure sister?"

Gaea kneeled down so she could stick her hand into one of the puddles of golden water, she watched as the water ran off her hand and down her arm, a golden trail followed the little beads of liquid, causing her skin to glitter.

"Yes, I am sure."


Jinx stared at her companions in the cell, and snorted in disgust. They had thrown her in the same cell they did last time, did they never learn? She slipped out of her bed and made her way to the wall that held the high tech titanium door, her cell was windowless, they probably hope that it would lessen the chance of her escaping again…idiots.

Jinx stared down at Gregory, A.K.A Gizmo, who was snoring and had drool fall from his mouth and onto his pillow creating a small puddle, Jinx just shook her head she turned to the door and concentrated. With a small sound the door opened and Jinx slid through the slight opening that she had created and was on the other side of the door before it closed on her. Snorting in disgust at how simple it was to escape Jinx, glancing around she made sure that the guards weren't around, it either meant that they had already made there rounds for the night or she had but just moment before they came down the hall to do their duty.

Closing her eyes Jinx focused her power inward; she had discovered long ago, by accident that she can turn her curses on herself only for them to be in her advantage.

Slowly her body became outlined in a pink glow casting a glow onto the shadows in the prison corridors, this particular hex that she placed on herself took a lot of power but made sure that no technology of human eyes noticed her. Once her body became a pink transparent form of herself Jinx made her escape, maneuvering through the halls she efficiently avoided all the security cameras, she knew the prison like the back of her hand having been sent there enough to know.

Once she had made it outside, her form become solid again and she collapsed to the ground drained of her magical and physical energy. Fortunately there was no one there to see her, Jump City was predictable, it was one in the morning no one was out they were all at home in there beds sleeping; Jinx didn't care if anyone saw her, her mind was focused on getting answers from one black magic sorceress.


Kitten stood in front of the creatures her father had made before he was captured yet once again and thrown into jail. Her plan was coming together; soon, soon Nightwing will be hers.