AN: It is purely because of the very kind reviews and such that I am continuing this. I'm a very fickle person, I must admit, and if I get bored with something then I'm less likely to keep at it. But when I hear of you readers enjoying this, it makes me so happy that I want to continue it. Thank you so much.

"Let's go, now!" A furious Robin yelled. The once inspiring demand was now greeted with thankful, agreeing nods, glad they could do something against this documentation by finding their fellow team member. It took the entire group less than ten seconds to leave their home and continue with their tasks.

"So... you're not going to..." The words were stuck in Raven's throat, unable to come out until she took a deep breath and forced them out. "Kill me?"

But Slade merely laughed, turning her fear into humiliation. "I have more interesting ways of defeating you."

Unable to clear her throat enough for her to speak, Raven was forced to keep her silence. Instead, she turned away from Slade, refusing to look at the repulsive man's mask any longer. Her folded arms, hidden by her dark cloak, was the only sign of her annoyance.

She began to ponder about the clue she had left earlier for her friends to find. She had been chasing Slade – in fact, she was so close, she could almost touch him – when he had spun around and brutally attacked her. He had taken the unconscious teenager into the nearest warehouse – empty, obviously – ready to exact the remaining tasks of his job, when Raven had awoken. With mere seconds left, she had seized the opportunity and left her eerie mark for the Titans to find, along with a spare cloak (apparently, you can't have too many cloaks).

Whilst in the midst of her thoughts, she kept her silence. There were very little options left, although she was desperate to try anything to help her in this situation, she was bound by the rules of the common vigilante. For example, the quickest way to get rid of Slade would be to kill him. Killing is easier than it sounds, especially when one has all the weapons to carry out such an immoral task, but killing Slade would bring no education to the man. He would never learn that his actions were wrong and, although he probably knew that anyway, he would never live to see the Titans finally defeat him. To see the victorious smirks of the Titans as they locked him up and threw away the key is an awful punishment for such a man like Slade.

And yet, Raven could not sit and take the bullet. She could hardly contain her anger, let alone accept her fate. She would fight like a man – or, in her situation, a dog. She would bare her fangs against the owner of the lead and fight until she couldn't muster another bit of strength.

And so, with her hands alight with her glorious energy, she spun around on one heel and focused on her enemy.

"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!"

Nonsense words that made no sense to anyone but her and her furious power. It concentrated on the target and, in a split second, Slade was swept from the ground and towards the nearest wall that just so happened to lie just under one hundred feet away.

But the attack was a mere tickle for Slade, who picked himself up and brushed off his shoulders. Underneath his mask, he hid a sly grin.

"Raven..." She could hear the grin manipulate his words. "Why bother wasting your energy on me when you know you can't possibly win?"

"I can try!" Raven spat. Her defiance wasn't enough to impress Slade. He merely glared at her through his single eye as he took slow steps towards her.

Slightly intimidated by his eerie pace, Raven was determined to win him over, if only with her words. "Why are you doing this? If you're just waiting for the Titans to come, then it's a waste of time."

A laugh escaped Slade's lips, muffled by his mask, although it still managed to pierce Raven's ears like chalk against a board.

"After all the time you've spent with the Titans, have you really learnt nothing, Raven?"

Her energy still aflame in her hands, Raven showed hesitation by lowering them. She could now understand why Robin hated Slade so much. He was so... annoying. He was like a bully ripping ants of an insect. His riddles avoided the question when there was very little time left to answer them.

"Have you noticed: Brother Blood did not attack straight away? No... he waited and then he jumped in for the kill. Blackfire... well, she had a plan before she attacked her sister. These are rather bad examples as they both had a very large weak spot, which is why I took on Terra -."

"Don't talk to me about her!" Raven shrieked. Her anger showed in her eyes as the colour matched her energy which spun towards Slade, delivering yet another blow to his gut.

Having grown tired of his pathetic puzzles, Raven continued to shoot more of her power towards him. She didn't care if it drained her, just so long as he had a good beating, then she would be satisfied.

But it seemed that Slade had only taken one hit: as the smoke from her attack slowly died away, she came face-to-face with an incredibly close Slade, who took pride in invading her personal privacy at this level. Unprepared for this, Raven took a kick to her stomach which resulted in her being thrown to the floor. She clutched at the worn tiles with her shaking hands, determined to stand up and continue the fight. But Slade's cutting remark hit her senses.

"Your temper is growing, Raven. I suggest you calm it down before it gets out of hand... again."