I fUCKING HATE MY LIFE, but hi, how are you guys? So many people favorited this story last week, so thank you so much. Few reviews though, so if it's not too much trouble, can I get some of those? Thanks even if you don't!

Also, I've changed this ish up a lot, so be prepared :).

Anywhosen, ON WITH THE STORY.

As Thorne and Beastboy tumbled their way down into Nevermore, the sorceress realized what a terrible mistake she had made. They were never supposed to figure it out. Why would they have even brought the blasted mirror with them? It didn't make sense to her. The pair hit the ground, and Beastboy was already rolling to his feet, looking around frantically.

Nevermore was in ruins. The sky was the color of a week-old bruise, a mixture of mottled blues, greens, and blacks. The stone path was nothing but rubble, and Beastboy counted himself lucky that he had actually managed to land on a rock. The only thing that appeared to be intact were the arches, and even those were floating, untethered by anything at all.

"How dare you touch this mirror! How dare you bring us here!" Thorne screeched, pushing herself to her feet and glowering at Beastboy.

Beastboy glared right back. "Change. Back," he growled lowly, his eyes darkening with anger.

Stunned, Thorne blinked and asked, "Back into what?"

"Raven," he hissed. "Change back into Raven."

The villainess released a vicious, harsh laugh that was without humor. "She doesn't exist. I destroyed her when I broke free of my bonds," she replied, her hands beginning to glow with magic. "Your dearest Raven is gone, much like you soon will be."

She swung her hand and one of the miscellaneous rocks moved, slamming into the boulder Beastboy stood on. It shattered and he morphed into an eagle to avoid plummeting to his death. She dove at Thorne, changing against into a pterodactyl. She vanished, appearing on a rock a bit farther away. He was just about to dive at her again when he heard a noise and immediately changed course, heading for one of the floating arches.

"Get back here!" Thorne snapped, leaping from rock to rock in an attempt to catch him. She kept trying to capture him in a magic sphere, but his evasive skills were impressive. Much to her dismay, they were soon hurtling through the portal and into the odd meadow like area Beastboy had visited once before. He had morphed again, this time turning into a cheetah running at top speed across the blackened fields and dead remains of whatever had once been alive.

"You can't escape! Where are you going?" she roared, still flying after him angrily. But it was as if he didn't hear her and he launched himself forward, straying from the path and darting into a corner he had only seen something in once before. And, as he had expected, there was an ornate golden birdcage hanging from a tree with a shimmering field of energy around it. Surrounding the birdcage were women in cloaks, all in varying shades of gray, and they were keeping up the bubble of magic. Inside the birdcage was a woman of the exact same build as the rest, but curled into a small ball and wearing a royal blue cloak.

With a sigh of relief, Beastboy said, "Raven."

The head of each woman whipped towards him, glaring with coal black eyes. He had almost forgotten that all of their names would be Raven.

"Don't respond to that name! You are Thorne! I am Thorne!" the villainess cried as she finally caught up with Beastboy. He had nearly forgotten she was pursuing him. The screaming caught the attention of the sorceress in the cage, who reached out to grip the bars of her prison, a bit of hope glimmering in her violet eyes.

"Beastboy," she whispered, his name coming out like a prayer.

"No!" Thorne bellowed, throwing a ball of red magic that slammed into the cage. "Get back! I forced you into submission once; I can do it again!" As if to prove her point, she shaped her hand into a claw, as if she was choking someone.

Raven laughed bitterly. "It's not working," she spat.

"Isn't it?" she replied, a savagely smug smile warping her features. She jerked her chin to the left to direct Raven's attention, and there was Beastboy, his face darkening as he went longer and longer without air. "Submit, and the animal can live," she bargained. Raven, seemingly defeated, hunched her shoulders and scooted back from the bars of her cage. Satisfied with this, Thorne relaxed her hand, and the magical correlation stopped depriving him of air.

As Beastboy fought to pull oxygen back into his lungs, he felt the ground beginning to shake. Confused, he looked up at Thorne, but she appeared just as alarmed as he did. He glanced at the cage, where Raven was now standing. "Get out of my body," she said softly.

Thorne's face twisted into a sneer. "What was that?" she asked haughtily.

"Get out of my body!" Raven thundered, throwing her arms out to the sides. The birdcage exploded, sending the women surrounding it to the ground and bits of golden bars flying in all directions. Her eyes were glowing with magic, and she felt more like herself than she had in ages. "This is my body. This is my mind. Leave," she demanded, propelling her arm forward harshly. Thorne's body jerked to the side as if she had been run over by an invisible steamroller, and she slammed into the ground.

Beastboy got up, already moving towards Raven. "I can't believe you're alive," he said, reaching towards her. Raven's face was set into a mask of grim determination.

"Not for long. I have no energy from setting in that cage, starving, for I don't even know how long. Get my emotions to gather and give me their power," she instructed.

"But where do I find them?" he asked.

"The women guarding the cage- that was them. You have to wake them up, so to speak. Break the trance. I don't know how, though," she told him, shaking her arms out as Thorne started to move. "I have to deal with her."

Beastboy nodded, dashing over to where her emotions had fallen, trying to figure out how to rouse them from their trance. He noticed that their cloaks were not actually gray, but an ashen shade of the colors they had been previously. Pink and yellow and green, only muted. But before he could even attempt to wake them, his instincts were causing him to roll off to the side, narrowly dodging the swing of a Bo staff.

"Slade," he growled.

"Well, it's certainly not the milk man," the villain drawled, lifting his staff.

"What are you doing here?" he asked.

"Well, I had been trying to figure out why a measly mirror was so important, but now I know. This is where she's been keeping Raven trapped, and she didn't want you to free her," Slade replied. "I say it's best if neither of you leave."

With that, he swung his staff again and again, with Beastboy constantly evading him, never going on the offense. He tripped when he ran into one of the women, some had woken up by now, but apparently not all of them. He dodged one of Slade's attacks, but that put the fallen emotion directly in his warpath.

"No!" a female voice cried. And then there was a body there, stopping the staff. She was wearing a green cloak and heavy green boots, her hands wrapped around the staff as she protected the gray cloaked emotion. After a moment, Beastboy understood. It was Bravery, shielding Timid the way she did everyday. "Back off," she hissed, her leg coming up in a roundhouse kick and smashing into the side of Slade's head.

As the villain recovered, Bravery turned toward Beastboy. "I have to go help Raven. Remind us who we are and what we stand for to wake us up." And with that, she was off, heading to help Raven with Thorne.

Saying that was a Stark difference from the original would be the understatement of the century, though I do hope you enjoyed it. I'm sorry this took me so long, but my entire life is a total mess.

I love you always,

~LBB