A/N Thank you to everyone who has followed/reviewed/read/Favorited this story. You guys are freaking amazing. I still don't own any of these characters, but hopefully the story is staying pretty good. Here's your next chapter, and I hope that you continue to follow Raven sort out her ghosts as I continue sorting out my own stuff. Thank you for reading and have a nice day :D

Raven's heart started to pound. She couldn't understand why this figure was scaring her, or why the rest of her emotions stood as still as statues. One of them should have said something or at least moved. Raven wanted to get out of there, but knew that she needed to stay.

After Raven's initial shock wore off, she decided to ask this ghastly figure why one of her emotions was like this, especially this emotion that she hadn't seen in a very long time, if not ever. Enough time for her to forget who it is, or at least suppress the memory of it to make her like this.

"Did you forget me mistress? You used to hold me so close and dear to you." The figure spoke. Raven noticed as she spoke the color in her eyes slowly started to grow pink. Not any pink, but a very familiar shade of bubblegum pink. Fear fluttered in Raven's heart, though none of her emotions reacted to this. Raven knew something was wrong.

"What have you done to them?" Raven asked, no, demanded that the shade of emotions answer her question. A hollow echo filled her ears, a ghost of a laugh from the girl in front of her.

"This is not my doing Mistress, they chose not to interfere when they know that you and I are the ones that need to settle. Even Rage has put herself in this stone state that you see before you. Until you have dealt with me, they shall stay like this and you shall have no control over what happens to your powers or to your heart." The corpse reached out and ran a hand over Raven's face. The sensation of it caused chills to race down Raven's spine. It felt cold and unnatural to her.

Raven swallowed and tried to find the words to say to this figure. It felt strange to be at the mercy of some shallow imitation of her emotions, but at the moment Raven was powerless against it. She watched as the figure walked to the edge of another path, leading the opposite direction from where she had came in. She followed it, knowing that it was what the shade had wanted her to do.

They walked in silence, which Raven proffered, but once they got into the woods of her innermost thoughts Raven started to become worried. Instead of their normal foliage, the trees seemed to reach out to they sky as if their branches were hands reaching for something. The ravens that lurked in the darker parts of the forest stared at the pair as they walked by. Their eyes were the same mocking shade of pink as the other girl's.

Soon they came to the beginning of a clearing. Broken pieces of stones marred the middle of it. Ruins of a statue sat directly in the middle. All that told Raven what it had been was the fact that she could see part of the shape of a body that was still standing. The figure stood directly in front of the statue and turned to face Raven.

She motioned her hand, silently begging Raven to come closer to her. Raven obliged, leaving no more than six inches between the two. The figure placed her finger between Raven's eyes.

"I'm sorry Mistress, but I need you to remember instead of trying to forget," the skeleton figure started to say, "I'm not going to let you kill me, not when I have a chance of becoming whole again. She's back Mistress, and you need her. We both need her. You know that you want her. You miss her. I miss her. She wouldn't lie like that to Sandra, no matter how much you want to deny it. Embrace me Mistress, stop trying to destroy me. I'm here to help."

Raven tried to pull away, but some invisible force held her in place. Fear coursed through her veins now. Though this figure appeared to be the weakest here, she was powerful. Memories soon flooded Raven's mind. All of them were of her and the witch. Tears streamed from Raven's eyes as she tried to fight off the images to no avail.

A scream tore from Raven's lips as the details she had been repressing for many years now came back as clear as if they were from yesterday. Raven dropped to the ground as the flood stopped. Her head throbbed from the pain that invaded it. She shouldn't be in pain. This was her head, she should be controlling this.

Raven cracked an eye open, noticing that the place she was wasn't a valley of death anymore, but an actual valley. Emerald grass covered the ground instead of the cracked earth that had been there only moments ago. Leaves in shades of green covered the trees. It was a paradise in Raven's mind. It was then that Raven looked at the figure that was standing in front of her.

Where dead, hollow, eyes once were bright, vibrant, pink eyes now were. Hair, full and shiny, fell from where the once malnourished, greasy string once fell. Her skin was it's normal color, and her face had returned to it's normal shape. Even the once tattered, dirty lilac cloak was turned into something that shined like an amethyst in the sunlight.

Raven looked at the beautiful woman in front of her and chocked out one sentence, "Who are you?"

The figure smiled kindly at raven before pointing at the statue behind her and instructing Raven to look. Raven's eyes travelled up the statue. Where the stones once where now a glorious figure stood, but seeing it brought pain to Raven's heart. The witch in all her glory. She stood with her hand raised, as an ebony raven perched on the figures hand. A rose quartz orb was held in the birds beak, and in the light of the sun it created a small beam of color the landed where Raven's heart was.

Raven gasped as she quickly got up and looked at the figure, now fully aware of who she was.

"Love..." Raven started, but before she could continue, Love put her finger over Raven's lips.

"Go to her Raven, you know now why you were here and what you needed to know. You may not forgive her now, but in time, if all goes to plan, you will. Just try and recover something. Do it for everyone. This war needs to be ended." As the final words left Love's mouth, the darkness overtook Raven.

She awoke with a start, as she started into the wall while trying to process what had happened. Raven got up and turned all the lights of and blew the candles out as she headed to he bedroom. She felt like she had just spent an entire week without sleeping and then ran a marathon. Raven laid down in her bed and pulled the covers over her. Raven closed her eyes, and for the first time in a very long time she fell into a very deep, and lonely, sleep.