Howdy. I am back. I started my newest story, which I believe is a big hit considering it has 31 reviews for two chapters. Anyways, I am back and I am here to reveal Raven's secret, so sit tight and read!

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"So that's it? That's your big news?" Richard asked angrily. He stood up and began to pace.

"Well, yeah," Raven shrugged.

"So you're just going to leave me like that? After everything?" Richard said.

"It's not like I want to go. But it is my duty. I am the next in line," she explained, trying to stay calm.

"Why can't someone else do it?" Richard shouted.

"Someone else could, but I believe that I should," she said standing up, becoming angry.

"Fine. Then leave me here to go become Queen of Azerath," Richard said throwing his hands up in defeat.

"I can't believe that I am hearing this coming from someone like you. You're so selfish Richard," she said disgusted.

"Selfish? Me?" he spat.

"Yes. You're mad because I'm going to leave you for something else. Richard, I love you with all my heart. But my people do come before anything of this planet, even you. If I choose not to oblige with it, then Azerath may be in the hands of a madman. After Arella died, her son, my stepbrother Hawke was put in position of king. On her deathbed, she said her final wish was to have me be queen if anything went wrong. Well, Hawke decided it would be best for everyone if he stepped down, which he did. I received a letter today alerting me of this. And, I am leaving tomorrow," she said.

Richard gawked at her. "You're leaving tomorrow?"

Raven nodded. "They need me as soon as possible," she admitted softly.

"What about me? I need you! I need you here with me!" Richard pleaded.

She walked over and wrapped her arms around him. "I know you do. And I need you. I'm only planning on staying until my second cousin whatever is going to be old enough to rule. Then, when she turns eighteen, I'll come back," she said.

"And how long would that be?" Richard asked hopefully.

"About two years," she whispered.

Richard pushed her away. "Two years? In two years, I might be dead," he said.

"Wow, that's a good way to think," Raven mumbled.

"Why can't you just decline it? Why can't you stay here with me?" he begged.

"Richard, listen to me. I know that you are very upset about this. But I thought you of all people would respect you parent and what they had wished of you. I guess not," she said.

She gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I had hoped you would have understood, but I guess not," she said. She walked over to the door and held it open, almost as if saying 'get out'.

Richard walked out and stood there. He faced her. "Goodbye Richard," she said before she closed the door.

Richard stood there for a few minutes, just in awe. As he stepped out of the apartment building, he sighed, feeling much less confident than when he arrived. He stopped and reached into his pocket. As he pulled out the small velvet box, he knew it was over. And there was nothing that could be done to save it.

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Richard tossed and turned in his sleep. Nothing could calm him down; nothing could save him. He was lost.

Vic had decided to go and try and find a place of his own nearby. But, according to him, nearby was the next house over.

So Richard was alone again, and he had no one to talk to about it. So as he went to bed that night, he went knowing he would most likely live the rest of his life like this. He'd give up as Nightwing and quit his job.

That night he had nightmare of those two weeks spent in Bruce's mansion. He just kept seeing the dead bodies over and over.

And then, almost as he were floating, he saw his dead body. A young woman laughed as she watched him flop to the ground lifeless. He knew that laugh anywhere. It wasn't Kori's either. It was Raven's.

Richard shot up panting. He got out of bed slowly and made his way toward the kitchen. He switched the light on and grabbed cup from the cupboard. After filling it with cold water, he drank it.

As he was, he swore he heard something from his bedroom. He shrugged it off, figuring that it was probably the wind or something.

So he placed the cup into the dishwasher and walked back towards his bedroom after turning out the light.

when he reopened the door to his room, he again thought he heard something. But he shook it off once more, just thinking he was tired.

As he made his way towards his bed, he now knew he wasn't hearing thing. A long arm wrapped itself around his neck like a snake, and a damp cloth was shoved against his mouth.

While he tumbled to the ground, he took one look at who it was. When he did, he swore to himself. He knew those green eyes anywhere. And then, everything turned black.

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Well, what do you think? Of course Kori is back! Why wouldn't she be? It's supposed to happen like this, and I warned you in the earlier chapters. She would be back. Ha! Tell me if it's good. You know you want to.