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When wrote on our iPods and half-broken laptops we found it particularly long, which gives you more to read. We apologise for having no romance but soon you'll see it's better without it. Although the chapter seems to show slight romance, it's not what we were implying.

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Chapter 2

Raven took another long step, her feet aching for rest. She and Slade had been exploring the dimension for hours. They hadn't discovered anything important as everything looked either the same or just too trivial. The confusing jungle seemed to go on into the far distance but they kept moving forward, heading towards a bright, distinct, mountain top.

Raven took another step, this time though; a jolt of pain coursed through her foot. Her face contorted in minor agony. She needed to rest. Raven had already tried to fly but the gravity in the dimension was different. Flying felt like you were a ton of bricks, trying to float on water. It was simply too much. She had decided to just go with the gravitational flow and walk. It was much easier. But it had been many hours and the pain increased. Her head tilted slightly to glance at Slade. His steps were slowing, his back slouching, but his eyes kept focus on the long, dirt ridden path before him, and he concentrated on keeping balance- it seemed that the dimension was affecting them both very differently. When the pain in Raven's feet became unbearable she stopped and leaned on a nearby plant.

Slade kept on going forward. He was tired, but from what Raven had learnt over the past few years, he was never one to give up. He was slightly impressed by Raven's stamina and the gentle footsteps behind him were evidence. He slowed even more and strained his ears to listen for the soft pitter-patter of feet. He couldn't hear anything. Slade came to a gradual stop. He groaned silently and turned to come face to face with a glaring Raven.
"I thought that we were in an alliance? So that means we treat each other with respect, am I correct?" Slade sneered.
"We are, but that doesn't mean I have to like you, Slade." Raven growled and Slade chuckled in amusement. "She is quite amusing," he thought. Raven carried on glaring at the man. "She could have been a useful apprentice." He chuckled slightly, making Raven quite uncomfortable. After he stopped deliberating what could've been, he glimpsed at Raven. Her face was scrunched in pain slightly; she was leaning heavily on another plant, yet again tired and looked like she could collapse at any moment. Slade took it all in. "Regarding your... condition, we should build a temporary base to rest." Raven nodded in agreement. Slade walked steadily towards Raven and she tried hard to conceal a shudder. She looked into Slade's lone eye defiantly, unwilling to back down.
"Stubborn girl," he chided "Being insubordinate won't help us escape. All we need is to co-operate." Raven doubted it was that easy, with their interesting past, but she still had common-sense, though it was hard to use with the dimensions strain on her emotions, and knew that voicing her thoughts at that time wouldn't have made a good impression. Slade grabbed then held her arm firmly and Raven cringed at how hard he was squeezing it, and she feared that her arm would snap clean off. He swung it round his broad shoulder and helped her to an empty clearing.

Telekinetically she ripped a long thick stick,that resembled a log and placed it on the clearing. She hobbled over to it, leaning mostly on Slade, with him looking indifferent. Once Raven was seated she gathered branches, sticks and stones and placed them in the centre of the site, preparing for a fire. Nightfall was approaching quickly (there seemed to be less hours in a day in the dimension) and they needed to be prepared. Slade admired Raven's handiwork as she built what resembled a messy campsite. Once finished she stared at it with an analytical gaze and leant back, satisfied.
"As you are fatigued, we should rest," He told her. "You can light the fire." Slade reached into his pouch and lightly tossed a lighter to her. Easily she caught and covered it with her fingers, grasping it firmly. "I guess you really are prepared," Raven scoffed. Slade sighed, as if dealing with a bunch of annoying kids. Turning slowly to face her, he spoke "My dear, I hope you aren't complaining. The fact I am prepared should become an asset and if you think otherwise, leave." Fiddling with the lighter, Raven replied. "No! I was just saying you were prepared!"
"And what, Raven, do you mean by that?" Raven continued to fidget. "I meant that you seem ready for any situation. You hardly seem bothered with this whole situation. You should learn to accept a compliment." Slade passed her a branch and she lit it, returning the branch back to the pile. The stack of foliage bounced into flames which fell into a gentle fire. The emitted heat sent a relaxing tingle through Raven and she smiled slightly. Slade took a seat next to her, gazing at her relaxed demeanour. Raven looked at him, disbelieving the act of sitting next to Slade. She spoke lamely, as though emotionally drained."It's a nice thing isn't it, just to relax. It's been a while since me and the... Titans have been out anywhere peaceful. It's not that often, with defending the city. They're probably wondering where I am right now." She gave a nervous giggle which sounded tired and dull. "Sorry, I'm rambling." Slade seemed unaffected, studying her. Raven found it unnerving.

"You know, Raven, I'm impressed by you. You're quite... interesting. You are capable of immense strength and are quite intelligent. However, you have one flaw, which is your attachment with the Titans, who are your weakness. Why waste your powers risking your life for people who hardly remember you?" Raven's heart swelled at the compliment but her hands balled up into fists.

"They do remember! I want to help them! They don't need to go through more pain than they have to!" Slade didn't bat an eye.

"Like you have." He said, without emotion. Ravens eye narrowed.

"Like me then!" she shouted, control of emotions being forgotten. She stood angrily and aimed a fist at Slade's mask. "You don't have to insult everything I do!" A piece of foliage exploded and the flames roared aggressively. Slade's hand enclosed her fist and she dropped it to her side. She sat down again, defeated and sighing audibly. Slade placed his large hand over her tense shoulder, feeling as though the situation needed to be fixed. "Raven," he cooed softly. She glared at him, knocking his gloved hand off. "We should just forget it all, okay! The past has already happened. You know what! Once we get out of here and I'll defeat you, Slade! But as for now, just… forget our disagreements," Raven hissed, leaving no room for argument. Slade still was unaffected.

"I wouldn't have it any other way." Raven knew Slade was smirking behind his mask and for some reason she didn't mind. She was exhausted and couldn't waste anymore of her diminishing energy fighting with Slade. Her eyelids drooped and she found it increasingly hard to keep them open. Last thing she felt was a strong grip helping her to lie down on the log. Slade smiled slightly, sitting on the ground. With his hands resting comfortably behind his head, he too fell into a strange slumber.

Fin!
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