Raven opened her eyes and found herself in the middle of a swirling, purple fog. Every thing was purple, the ground, the sky, everything. The fog was extremely thick and she couldn't see more than two feet in front of her. The air was unusually cold and Raven wished she had a jacket. She began to wander around, wondering where she was, and who had brought her here. She remembered that a giant shadow hand that had come out of her ceiling and grabbed her, but after she had been dragged into the swirling vortex the hand had come out of, everything had gone black. Raven saw a faint glow off in the distance.

"Finally, a way out," she muttered to her self. She walked swiftly towards the light when the ground crumbled beneath her. She saved herself just before a giant, purple golem crawled out of the crevice. It was close to eight feet tall and made of some sort of purple stone. It had jagged tusks jutting out of its mouth and glowing red eyes. It spoke in a gravely voice.

"Kill Raven." It pounced at her with surprising speed and she barely avoided the attack. She flew as fast as she could toward the light, trying to reach it before the golem got her. She looked over her shoulder and it had disappeared, vanished as if it had never been there. The crevice had vanished and there was no sign that anything had happened.

"Ok, this is weird. First a giant hand grabs me and brings me to this place, then a golem attacks me yet there's no sign of it. What the heck is going on," she shouted in frustration.

"I'm so glad you asked that," came the scratchy voice of the council leader. Raven turned around to find an astro-projection of the man standing behind her.

"Where am I and why did that golem attack me," She asked angrily. The old man just gave her an evil grin.

"There was no golem, nothing ever attacked you."

"What do you mean there was no golem, of course there was. I almost died by falling into the hole it crawled out of," she retorted.

"Think about it," he said chuckling "the purple fog, the golem that disappeared as if it was never there." He was down right laughing now, as if the answer was so obvious it was funny that she didn't get it. "Where could you possibly be," he finally said after calming down.

"Purple, fog," Raven muttered to herself. "Where could I?" She gasped, eyes bulging with shock, and quivering with fear. "I'm, I'm in the Nightmare Field, aren't I," She whimpered. If that was where she actually was, then she regretted taking the trials at all.

"Congratulations!" The man was clapping "You finally figured it out. Now here is your prize, surviving it." He was cackling with glee. He knew that she would most likely die in here, and she agreed. This was one of the most dangerous places in existence. It was the embodiment of fear, its physical form. The place where all nightmares come from; a place of darkness, desperation, and terror; a place of pure evil. Raven swallowed loudly, dreading what she was about to do, because whether she admitted it or not, she was afraid, afraid of losing her friends, her mom, and herself. But there was one way to cross without having any harm fall upon you, but it had never been done. You have to walk across it without feeling fear, but that was practically impossible. This is because the field draws its power from your fears, so feeling no fear destroys its power. But that also works in reverse, it uses their fears to try and terrify people, break them, and kill them. This, Raven had to admit, was an extreme test of some ones mental capacity, and an excellent test for something like this.

"Well, are you just going to stand there, or are you going to start walking," The old man asked.

"I'm going, just give me a minute," she retorted, she was really getting tiered of this guy. She took one last, deep breath, and started across the purple plain. She walked slowly and steadily, telling herself over and over again that every thing she would see was fake and there was nothing to be afraid of. It would all be in her head, nothing could touch her, and nothing would be able to hurt her. But this wasn't going to help her, not with what she was afraid of, but she didn't know that. The field did, and it was going to use that. As she was walking she noticed a figure walking toward her from the distance, it was her mother.

"Mom," She shouted, excited that she had been able to escape. But her mom just stared back at her disapprovingly with a frown on her face.

"Oh, so now you're happy to see me. When you're acting like a scarred little girl, but never when you can actually act your age, if you can ever act like any thing but a scared little girl." Her words stung, and brought tears to Ravens eyes,

"Mom, why are you talking like this? What did I do to deserve this?"

"Oh, I don't know? How about you left me to live in a dirty, disgusting dungeon for a week, or perhaps it's the fact you killed the one person I ever loved, your father." Her mom was walking towards her now, glowering and scowling with an intense ferocity. Raven began to back away, scared and finally seeing the truth.

"You're not my mother, you're a monster. I know my mother loved me, I just know it."

"How do you know that I love you? I've never said that I have, I left you to perish as the portal for your father. So how do you know I love you?" This caused tears to begin streaming down Raven face, it was too much. These were her fears come to life. She began to run and her mom chased her shouting insults like

"Worthless girl" and "cry baby." As she ran more figures and voices joined. She heard Beast Boy yelling,

"Why would I ever like you? You are just creepy and boring." And Starfire saying,

"Why do you lock yourself in your room? Is it because you don't know how to have fun?" More and more voices and more and more insults came the farther and farther she ran. She felt herself slowing down and the figures behind her began to catch up. She tried to fly away about the ground grabbed her ankles, causing her to crash. She looked up and found herself surrounded by her friends, but they weren't her friends anymore. They were twisted, nasty, disgusting mutants bent on killing her. Her friends, her mom, every one she cared about had turned on her. This was her worst nightmare come true…

"It's a nightmare, just a nightmare," She whispered to herself. Of course, the only way to cross the Nightmare field was to not be afraid, yet she had still been afraid. But being afraid of a simple nightmare was stupid, because however real it seamed a nightmare couldn't hurt you. "That's all this is, one big nightmare. And you can wake up from a nightmare."

Raven opened her eyes and squinted as they adjusted to the light of the chamber. She was sitting in the middle of the coliseum shaped tower on an iron chair. She saw blood on her arm and realized that the Beast Boy from her nightmare had scratched her on that exact same arm.

"So that's how the Nightmare field works," She muttered to herself before the council leader bean to speak.

"Well, well, well, looks like we have a little miracle maker here. You killed the crystal wolves and survived the Nightmare field, two things which no one has ever accomplished before. I have to congratulate you on that, though those will be short lived victories because you still have one more trial, and we get to choose it." He was cackling with glee, like he had formulated a trial so devastating, so conniving, so dangerous that he had no doubt in his mind that she would never survive it. Of course she was a little tiered of all this, and the mans constant laughing at her.

"Look," she deadpanned in slight annoyance, "we both know how this is going to go. You are going to give me some challenge that you think I am going to find impossible to complete, and in the end I will. So let's just free my mother now and get on with our lives." The old mans face began to contort with rage, that had obviously struck a nerve.

"Why I have never heard such an insolent, disrespectful, unappreciative thing in my life," he roared, his face red and nostrils flaring.

"Then maybe you shouldn't do and say things that make you deserve it." Raven said as she walked toward the exit.

"Where do you think you're going," The leader asked her

"To my house, I will be back in the mourning to do your stupid trial." She left with the sound of the slamming door drowning out the furious shouts of the council leader.