Lydia Jade Logan II
Chapter 2- Aunt Meadow Lark
"It has to be here! They told me her books were down here!" shouted Lydia in frustration. After studying her parents wedding photo, the small girl crept downstairs to the basement to find her mother's old sorcery books.
"Ah! Found them!" she shouted in success, pulling a box of old dust covered books from under the Christmas decorations. She picked up one of her mother's books and cracked it open. Every letter was written in Azarathian, but amazingly enough, Lydia could read it.
Her emerald eyes scanned over a passage and her mouth twisted itself into a smile.
"Hold on mom and dad, you'll be back soon." she whispered to herself. Taking the book and a few other things from the boxes, she assended the stairs, back to the main hallway of the tower. Faint snoring could be heard from the Titan's and the kids' rooms. Smiling to herself, Lydia locked herself inside her room and sat the book down on the bed. She took a few vials from her shelves with her powers and poured the contents on the floor, forming a circle. She then lit the many vanilla scented candels that sat around her room.
The last thing she did was take out a pen and paper, using only her magic to scrawl out a note for the Titans.
'I've gone to Azarath. Don't worry, I won't be gone for too long.
Wren aka Lydia Logan'
She placed the note on her bed while grabbing the book. Lydia entered the circle, sitting down in the middle of it in the lotus possition with her hand resting on the center of the book. Taking a deep breath, she chanted a familiar mantra.
"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" Her eyes began to glow white, the sand creating the circle also held the same glow. Then, in a split second, she was swept up in a white light. An hour later, Ember knocked on Lydia's door.
"Lydia. It is time for the consuption of the morning meal." she called, but got no responce. "I know you had the 'nightmare' the previous night, but rest assured, everything will be of the alright." Again, silence.
Ember tried opening the door, but found it locked. Getting worried, she used her alien strenght to pry it open. Stepping inside the dark room to find it empty, all except for the letter on the bed. Her sharp green eyes scanned the page. She shouted for her husband in a mixture of shock and worry.
"Richard!" she dashed out of the room with the letter in hand.
Meanwhile, Lydia had landed in Azarath. Everything looked normal, except for their were no people around. Not a soul to be seen.
"Hello?" she called. No answer. "Aunt Falcon?" Again, she was met with silence. The young girl wondered the streets until she came across a large white tower with a golden dove engraved on the front of it. She summoned her powers and flew up to the balcony to see a figure standing in the doorway. From the shape of it, Lydia recognized it as female. She wore a white cloak with the hood drawn to conseal her face.
"Vanessa Lynn Roth?" asked Lydia.
"Why have you come here?" asked the woman. Her voice vaugely resembled that of her mother's.
"I came here to seek your help. You see I..." The woman cut her off.
"You want to revive your parents, correct?"
"Yes. I want the family I never had. I want my mother and father back." she said with tears in her eyes.
"I feel your pain, my dear, but I'm afraid what you seek is impossible."
"No! I know it is possible! This book says so!" Lydia ran over to the woman, flipping through the book until her eyes came to rest over the same passage she'd read back at the tower. She held the book up to the woman's face.
"Reanimation?" the woman asked, concerned. "For this spell to work, you need two bodies for the spirits to take refuge in."
"Thier bodies are perfectly preserved back at home. Please, you have to help me! They're my parents and your sister and brother!" Lydia had begun to sob.
The cloaked woman's hands went to grasp her hood, pulling it down to reveal long violet hair that matched Raven's, crystal blue eyes, red chakra on her forehead and pale ivory skin.
"Aunt Falcon?" The woman smiled at the name.
"No, my dear neice." she'd knelt down to be eye level with Lydia. "That name has long since elluded me. Call me, Meadow Lark."
Lydia smiled as she wiped tears from her emerald eyes. "You look just like Rachel." the elder mused. "Although you have your father's eyes, ears and fangs." The woman's voice was calm and sweet, while caressing the child's face.
"Come back with me. Please, I need your help to bring them back."
"I'll go back with you, but only for the moment. My buisness here is not yet complete. You see, my father; your grandfather; distroyed this place. My homeworld." said the woman. She waved her arms and the once golden city of Azarath became a wasteland. The buildings were in ruins with flames ingulfing all sides of the city. Lydia stared on in shock and terror.
Back at Titan's Tower, Nightwing had just read and re-read Lydia's letter. Trying to make sence of it. His masked blue eyes hardened and turned to Victor.
"Cyborg! Get a lock on Lydia's comunicator."
"Can't." he replied, almost immediately. "Azarath is in a different dimension. Earth locator systems can't penetrate the barriers."
"We have to find her!" Nightwing shouted as he threw is fist against the kitchen table, making Starlight, Talon, and Techna jump. Then, a strange beeping noise started to come from Cyborg's armor.
"Wait a sec! Her locator is back online!" the mechanical man all but screamed.
"Well? Where is she?" asked a frantic Bee.
Maiden- You might've noticed that I took a few scenes from 'Birthmark' and put them in the story, but in Lydia's perspective.