A.N. Hey, no school today so I'm back with chapter 7! Just a head's up, I'm not doing The Story So Far anymore, since I'm updating more often. Anyway, this one is longer. R&R please!

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans, or the Church of Blood. I do own the three songs used in this chapter and the Train of Thought . Now read.

Slade

They had her. It was the only explanation. There was no sign the Church of Blood had been there, but something of Raven's had been left behind. Her red gemstone was lying, bloodied, on the tiles.

Slade knelt and inspected it. He held it close to his mask taking in every detail. It yielded nothing.

Well, you failed.

Not yet.

Blood has Raven and you don't know where they are. This gem must be connected to her powers. You could be too late already.

No. Raven wouldn't go down that easily. I know from experience.

So what? This still doesn't explain how you'll turn this around.

It means I have time. I could get a map, or directions, weapons, food, if I found a town somewhere around here.

"Next stop: nearest town!"

Slade turned toward the extremely convenient sound to his right. An old man in a blue uniform with a wispy beard was yelling out the door of a passenger car to a train that had not been there seconds before.

What do I have to lose?

Your life. For the third time.

"This train is headed for town?" inquired Slade to the old man.

"Yes, sir. Hop aboard!" said the man with agonizing cheerfulness.

Slade took a seat three rows from the door. There was one other passenger huddled under a red blanket in the back row. He or she sing-song mumbled, "Fly, fly, fly your plane harshly up the airway. Scarily, scarily, scarily, scarily existence is but a nightmare."

Yes. Well, then...

"So," began the old man. "Why you wearin' so much metal? You some kinda knight?"

"No."

"You savin' a damsel in distress?"

"Sort of."

"Then that there makes you a knight."

Slade rolled his eye. "How did the train know to stop back there?"

"Well, this here's the train of thought." The man lowered his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "It reads minds."

From the back drifted, "Run, run, run my car unfeelingly across the field. Warily, warily, warily, sparingly death is just hallucination."

Slade felt the need to crush the deranged singer's skull.

Apparantly, I do care this much for Raven.

"Drive, drive, drive our bike sweetly through the station..."

Raven

Raven's indigo eyes blinked open slowly, then closed again. After a few seconds her subconscious jerked her awake. And she looked down, down, down. Azar...What happened to me?

She was suspended in the middle of what resembled a dungeon. The only light came from the crack between the iron door and grimy cement floor, which was dizzyingly far away.

The Church of Blood (who else could it be?) had hung Raven up the old fashioned way with massive cuffs and chains. Her hands were forced together above her head. Her fingers were so weak she could barely reach up to touch the chain attached to the ceiling. The cuffs around Raven's ankles were connected to another chain that led to the floor. The links were so heavy and chains so taut that she could barely squirm.

How long was I out?

It didn't matter. With just an "Azarath Metrion Zinthos" the restraints would be gone and Raven could fly or teleport far enough away from wherever she was.

"Hello, Raven," said Father Blood's voice. Raven looked but could find no source.

Must be an intercom or something.

"What do you want?" she demanded. Her voice cracked. When had she last had water? Her tongue felt like sandpaper.

"Now, now. We mustn't be impatient." His tone suggested that she was asking when a movie would start or something equally trivial. Raven's anger gave her voice new strength.

"I know what you want. You want me to sleep with your son so my kid could help you take over the world from Trigon."

"Very good."

"I won't do it."

"We hardly need your approval."

Raven shuddered, and then it hit her. Blood was right. The jewel in her head was gone. Her access to her powers had been cut off.

"Where am I?" Raven asked. She had to come up with some sort of escape. Fast.

"Still in Lamech's Realm. That's all you need to know. Well, make yourself at home. You'll get water tomorrow if you're a good girl."

He was gone. Wonderful. Raven snapped. "What could I possibly do?!" she screamed.

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