Author's note: Hey Hey...It's been what? A year? Half a year? I don't know what to say. I went through a lot of personal problems. Mainly some that pertain to my health. But I've decided to try and finish this soon. I do hope you all like this and that you are still around. Heehee.

I'm so sad to see a lot of good writers leave FFNET. But I don't blame them. We have so many stupid rules and many stories that should be shoved under a fire. I've been reading a few stories and I'm sick of the same plot over and over again. I know my story probably sucks., but I have not seen anyone who has done anything like this. I hope..LOL...well thank you very much to everyone that has put this story in their faves...BOWS.

Chapter I don't know.

Title: Your own Flesh and Blood

Rating: M

Author: AnimeFreak03

The cave shook once more. It was getting very close to the end, thought young Bruce. Who could disagree with that? The young ones-commonly known as the two hardheaded Richards-were still in the livingroom while he worked on present Raven. Cyborg who had yet to recover from his shock, gaped at the future Raven who laid in a gurney very much alive and not dead as told by Nightwing.

Typing furiously, Bruce became more and more aware that both women would make it. So far, the oldest of the two just needed a few more minutes before she could be at full strength. "Hey! What the heck is going on batman? I thought that Nightwing said that–", here he pointed an accusing finger at the woman that laid in bed.

Bruce sighed and turned to cyborg. "Look I can't explain it either. The old man-cough-I mean the older me said that Raven was never dead. Everyone was quick to jump to that conclusion. The truth is, she used her powers to try and save her life and the child's. Your guess is as good as mine as to why everyone presumed her dead. Only she can tell us".

Cyborg seemed satisfied with that answer. A big part of him was relieved to know that his friend was alright for the time being. Another small quake and both men looked up. Small rocks slid down from the roof of the cave as the quake vibrated all around. "Do you think they've made it further in?".

"It's a matter of time. My computer has been keeping count. But Slade is persistent. If I could only find out what it is that drives that man, then I could maybe find a solution to this problem"

"Don't you think you should deal with the idiots upstairs first?" inquired the young cyborg.

Bruce stopped typing and walked over to young raven. He placed an Iv in her arm and watched silently as her color returned, or rather some life. She was always pale. Right?!.

Cyborg on the other hand frowned. He hated when the man ignored him. It was obvious and always made him feel less important. "Come on you got to let them know".

"And I will. Get their idiotic assess down here. My computer just beeped again. Slade should be passing through the main core of the cave as we speak. Tell them to be ready to take this fight out of here. I can't jeopardize the lives of these four beings". With that the bat walked straight to his secret room. Getting ready for a fight that could very well end the world, required very heavy artillery.

Richard paced back and forth. His eyes never leaving the Television. Earlier the power had gone out and the last images were very discouraging. However, when the power did return and the news came on, the two men sighed in relief. The other titans were doing okay after all. But the flow of time was passing. The twins uno and dos, looked much older. Bumble bee seemed slower and Aquaman was looking haggard. If neither of the Richards could stop this, then they might as well kiss the world goodbye.

Nightwing stood as the grandfather clock in the livingroom moved. This signified that finally one or two of the occupants that were in the cave, had decided to let them know what was going on. Cyborg surveyed the area and spotted the men looking at him. "Hey you two. I, well, how can I say this. I have some news".

The other two rushed to him and almost knocked him out. "How is she? How is the baby?"

Robin shoved the older man aside. "Tell me cyborg what's going on?"

Cyborg placed a hand on the younger man. "She's fine, as far as we can see. So is the baby. However that's not what I was going to tell you. Nightwing, there is someone who would probably love to see you right now". Moving out of the way and sweeping a hand forward, signaling to them to go down the stairs, Cyborg couldn't help but feel ready to die on the spot once Nightwing and Robin saw what was down there. Again a sudden shake and the three knew that there was no time to waste.

His eyes betrayed him. Surely this was a sick game. How can anyone play this kind of twisted joke on him. Couldn't they see how much this pained him. To bring him to his knees while tears escaped his eyes. Did they find enjoyment in this game? Bruce and Cyborg stood to the side, letting Nightwing cry his heart out. Was he happy? They could not know. Robin on the other hand was flabbergasted and confused all at the same time.

Two Ravens? Two women that were identical? Surely that wasn't real. The Raven from the future was dead. Wasn't she?

Nightwing stood on shaky legs and walked as fast as he could towards the woman that sat on the gurney. "What is it love? Are you in pain?".

It was her voice. Just as he remember it. Monotone, yet to his ears they heard the warmth and love in her words. "Are you for real? Is this really happening?"

Bruce moved forward only to move back when Nightwing glared his way. The young man was furious for some reason. "What do you think birdbrain? Of course I'm real. And I'm going to tell you that you've been doing a horrible job at protecting the city". She chuckled the way he loved and let her eyes take in all of him. God she had missed him.

"No...No...this is not real. You are playing tricks on me. I saw you die. I felt you die. How can you be here?"

Raven took in a deep breath and then exhaled. She tried to get off the gurney like bed and groaned in pain. Her muscles were very weak. Nightwing stood there watching her, while Robin instead rushed to her aid. He watched them interact. "Are you really alive Raven? Because according to him you died by the hands of Slade".

Hearing the name made Raven cringe. "I did not die. I went into a vegetative state or rather a comatose type of sleep. I was stabbed in a very critical spot. I'm sorry, my body works differently than any normal human. I don't like to talk about it much but I should have said something. That way someone could have brought me back faster. I'm sorry". The last part she said more to Nightwing than anyone else. She knew her husband was beyond pissed and hurt, and with good reason.

Nightwing still felt betrayed and hurt, but his wife was back. The woman he loved more than his own life. Simply walking to her, the young man embraced his wife in his arms. He inhaled her scent and touched her stomach. They were both back and he would keep it that way. "I wanted to die. I wanted so much to follow you to wherever you were. God I'm so glad you are both alright". He held her tighter and she relished in the feel of him. The warmth that spread around her.

The cave shook violently this time and the occupants almost were thrown off balance. Everyone looked up and then looked at each other. "What is going on Richard?".

Both men opened their mouth as to speak only to look at each other. Robin bowed his head, "go ahead. She is your wife after all"

Raven smiled at him and began to rub her stomach as the child began to kick. She knew the baby was just reacting to both of them. Their voice, their energy.

"Slade has come back from the future. As you can see we are not home. Somehow the older Bruce brought you hear after I decided to come back to the past. I wanted to stop slade from doing what he did in our time. But more importantly I wanted to get your past self back. I wanted to bring her with me. I'm sorry, but I had thought you had left me my love"

She shook her head and tip toed. Giving him the best kiss anyone had ever seen from the stoic woman. It didn't matter what his motives were. The fact that he went through such lengths only confirmed how much he loved her, and how much he was willing to throw away.

A blushing cyborg coughed and then all hell broke loose. The cave began to terribly shake and all of the expensive equipment in the room began to fall. Bruce and Robin began to run and save some of the expensive machines, while Cyborg stabilized the younger Raven and Nightwing held onto his wife. "What is going on?"

"That would be me".

Everyone turned their attention to the darkest corner in the cave. A figure slunk it's way of the dark and towards the group. Thinking quickly both Robin and Nightwing stood before Raven. Bruce prepared his weapon of choice and Cyborg stood guard. "Slade".

The name that held so much power at this very moment.

He smiled at the group. "Well, well, well. If it isn't mommy dearest. Alive and kicking". Raven gripped Nightwing's shirt while he moved them both back slowly. "Why are you hiding away from me Mother?".

Robin looked between Slade and Raven. Nightwing fisted his hands "what the fuck are you babbling about now. Why are you still doing this to us?".

Slade laughed throwing his head back. "Why don't you ask her?".

Bruce stepped forward ready to lunge his batmaran if need be. "Leave her out of this you bastard. You have done enough damage".

"You have no idea the damage I'm capable off. You have no idea why I pursue you both. Why I want to make sure your lives end. Can you tell me why? Can you at least pretend to know dear Robin?"

Robin shook his head. It was getting too confusing. One thing he knew though, was that he wanted to see Slade die. Die a slow and painful death. "This ends now. I will make sure of it"

"Tell me, can you kill one of your own? Can you kill someone that you helped create?"

"What the hell is it? Why are you talking in riddles?" Nightwing pushed Raven away from him as he stalked forward. "Tell me now".

"Richard please. Please get back here. Don't get close to him".

"Yes Richard. Listen to her. You don't know what you are getting yourself into".

"Oh? Then tell me. What is it that YOU want from us?"

Slade raised a hand and pointed at Raven. It was a simple gestured, but it held so much. "Is it obvious what I want? Tell him the truth Raven. Tell him why it is that I want you dead".

Everyone turned to the woman who simply cupped her hands under her protruding belly. The child still kicking, but this time furiously. She knew why he wanted her dead. Knew it the minute her body went into a comatose state. Her feelings and past selves finally letting her understand what her role in the world would be, should be, and is. She did not want to come to terms with what she learned. She did not want to be the bearer of the end of the world. No this was simply not true.

"He is our son, he is the creation everyone feared. He is the new beginning itself. He who was bore from a demon and a human, is the end of all ends. He who desires nothing but power, now desires to be free. And to be free, he must end the lives of his creators before they create him. So, in other words. He has traveled from time to time trying to get rid the earth and the universe of the two beings that give him life. He has tried to kill me and you Richard. And has never succeeded".

Everyone looked on with surprise as the younger Raven has spoken the words. No one had noticed when or how she came out of her state, but she sat there on the bed, eyes locked with Slade. "He is the child we both carry at this moment. And he is the reason why I mustn't live. For I would bring forth the end of the world. No matter how we raise him, or how much love we give him, Slade has never been able to control his evil side. I've tried in every life time, in every past life to save our son Richard. Yet I've failed. And I am the one to blame for what he has become. I'm so sorry. I'm so very sorry for this Alan".

"DON'T CALL ME THAT. DON'T YOU EVER CALL ME THAT". Slade screamed and felt to his knees. It had been so very long since he has heard that name. "I'm not him anymore. I am not him. I'm slade". Whispered the man on the ground.

This news was very devastating to everyone in the room. No one could find the words. No one could move a muscle. A metal clunk brought everyone out of their reverie. A mask dropped to the ground. A face lifted. Smoldering icy blue eyes locked with two other pairs of the same color. Black silky hair fell in front of the face. If Richard/Robin had not been there to see this face, then they would have laughed at the person who would have said that Slade was a younger replica of them. But since they are there at that very moment. And the six pairs of eyes are locked onto one another, Richard./Robing both knew that this was not longer a laughing matter. Both knew that this was real.

"Well father, are you going to deny me any longer?"

A face so very similar to that of young Richard stared back at them. And they knew that this was going to be the longest fight of their life. Because, how do you go about killing your own flesh and blood?.

AN: Well, what did you guys think? it's more original? Have you guys read any Teen Titans stories with this plot? I dont think i have and I hope i can keep that up. Well toodoolooo...