Chapter 5
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Raven woke up a vivid scream trying to untangle herself from the covers that felt all too much like hands on her P.J.s; she fell out of bed. She hit the floor with a loud thwack.
Jesse on the other hand had jumped out of bed and grabbed the nearest can (which happened to be a soda can) obviously trying to bluff it as pepper spray.
"What? Is some one in here Rachel?" she questioned.
"No," breathed Raven, "I had a bad dream." Actually bad would an understatement.
"Awww. It's okay! I…used to have those lots," she murmured.
She crawled over onto Raven's bed and despite Raven's protest swooped her into a warm hug. Raven thanked the darkness for not revealing her eyes to Jesse.
"Really you don't have too," said Raven as she squirmed out of Jesse's vice grip.
"Yes I do. B.B.F.s do that for each other!" she said but she didn't hug Raven again.
Raven went up to the cheap white phone sitting on the fake wood desk next to her bed. She picked up the receiver and set it to her ear she was met by the dull hum of the phone.
Then she pushed the different number buttons and waited till she heard the other line ring. The phone finally clicked and she was met by an answering machine; not what she wanted.
In fury she thrust the phone onto its white throne of plastic and got up and went into the one person bathroom.
Once inside she locked the door and slowly knelt down onto the low-priced linoleum.
"Azarath Metrione Zinthos!" she hissed and slowly a black bubble appeared out of the floor.
Raven let the bubble pop and caught the Titans communicator in her shivering hands.
"Cyborg! Cyborg, listen to me get me Robin now!" she snapped.
"Fine," said a groggy Cyborg, "I'm hooking you up to our T.V. now."
She paused and listened to Robin ordering Cyborg to go faster and Cyborg threatening him with a live wire.
There!" said a joyed Cyborg.
"Robin!" Raven said; she was immediately comforted by his presence. "Someone…was just killed, I think. Go to Maine and Westford area and see."
"What? Raven are you sure? Are you hurt?"
"No. I had a dream, but it was too real to be a dream Robin!"
"I know. I'll check it out. Now go back to sleep."
Raven closed her communicator tears streaming down her face; hoping with all her heart that she was wrong. Slowly she lowered her communicator back down into the insulation of the third floor.
She turned the chipped knob and heard a snap as the lock undid itself and she slowly slipped back in bed. Jesse was already snoring.
Raven did fall back to sleep but she found herself jump and having odd dream.
The smell of permanent marker hung in the air as he Xed out a women's face in his pocket book. Britney Ann Brooks had met her end at age sixteen at the other end of a knife held by a infamous killer, ironically he had no name for he had never been caught. But Britney was a fighter; it was one of his more determined victims but a victim all the same. He flipped a few of the thin pages and rested his eyes on a black and white picture of a girl who was almost smiling. It too was circled in red marker. She would be his last victim; one of his best; his Rachel. But many more would meet Britney's fate before her. How much he loved contests
"Tonight the city is under caution for the Teen Titans as well as local police to stay home after dark. Find out why after the break," buzzed the news women on the T.V.
Raven turned it off. She knew exactly why there was a warning out.
"Poo! I hate the rain! More I hate the fact that those stupid Titans cancelled tonight's contest!" grumbled Jesse.
"Those 'stupid Titans' are trying to protect us from a mass murderer so I'd be thanking them if I were you!" snapped back Raven.
She was extremely irritated having to spend the day on lock down and now it was nearing dusk confined to her room.
There was a knock on the door and Raven shot a glance at the door then at a frozen Jesse.
"Who is it?" she questioned.
"Police. You guys locked up?"
"Yes," said Raven her heart slowed down to its normal speed.
"Good go to bed now."
"Thanks mom," retorted Raven. But she went to bed anyway. Secretly thankful there was no contest tonight.
Desperate times call for desperate measures! That was Cathie's motto! That was why instead of watching the outside world through a window. She was eating a fatty burger while they ate hotel food and locked their doors hah! A murderer on the loose! Pish posh.
She left the cozy dinner and opened her umbrella. It was no longer raining it was pouring. Her shoes hit the pavement Thump. Thump. Thump? A third foot fall. Her pulse quickened her head swam. Run. She bounded up the next street and a half. She lost whatever was following her. Rain soaked through her umbrella; cheap thing. She was so busy pulling on her sweat shirt she never heard him. Only when he grabbed her did she react. But by then she was halfway dead; all the way his. Number two and they haven't even chosen the top 30 yet. She kicked and bit but then she wilted in his hands he flashed his grin and looked around... where should he put her now?
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