Chapter 10: A trap for two

Jason was lying awake with Raven against his chest. He didn't really know how, but during her sleep; she had cuddled up to him. He didn't mind, he found it cute. Also, it was the fact that she seem to have been looking for him. Not even ten minutes ago, Raven was tossing and turning as if she had a nightmare, but once she found him, found his comfort, she stopped.

Jason let his cold hand travel over her purple hair, her short locks were tangling around his fingers.

He was surprised that she wasn't freezing against him. But she wasn't. She looked content and peaceful.

Jason was just about to fall asleep, when he felt something poke against his lips. It was his fangs, they were carving blood. Jason cursed under his breath as he didn't want to wake Raven.

He couldn't drink from her either, not without waking her or killing her. And he wasn't about to change her. That was out of question.

Jason carefully slipped out the bed, he watched her stir but not wake. She seem to look for him, but when he placed his hand over hers she stopped moving. "I'll be back soon." Jason whispered. Raven's hand tightened under his, but she let go, holding onto the little promise he made.

Jason ran down the hallway, he let his senses guide him to the basement, hopefully there would be more rats down there.

Raven stirred awake, something had left her in the cold. Her eyes opened gently to find the room empty. Rising from the bed, she looked around for any trace of Jason. The door was open, so she guessed he'd gone to eat or something.

She was about to lie down when a sudden dizziness took her over. Raven shook her head trying to shake off the feeling. But it didn't go away. The dizziness only seem to get stronger and stronger. Raven placed her hand on the side of her head, why was she suddenly so dizzy?

The dizziness didn't vanish, but a pain in her stomach forced her down on the mattress. It felt like a stab in the gut. Raven began to groan in pain, she rolled around underneath the blanket, letting it tangle itself around her.

Raven clutched her eyes closed as sweat of pain began to form on her forehead. She wished Jason was here, he'd hopefully know what to do.

Through her pain, she could hear a faint voice. No, it was two voices. One female and one male.

"She takes a lot pain, I'll hand her that." The female said.

"She's a hunter," The male started. "She's hunter born, hunters are stronger than mortals and take more pain. Why would Jason make a blood bond with a hunter?" The male asked.

"I don't know, why can't we just kill her?" The female asked, another stab of pain claimed her stomach.

"No, ease the pain." The male commanded. "The king wanted the bound person alive, you're the one he'll kill if you kill her."

A new voice joined the two, it was another male. "Todd is out, take the girl and we'll leave." The newcomer said.

Raven felt her aching body being lifted by a pair of strong hands. It wasn't Jason's surprisingly warm arms, these were cold and unfeeling. She tried to open her eyes, but they seem to be glued to together. She was able to catch a glimpse of something, white hair. That was all she could remember before the pain finally took her over.

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Jason woke on the cold floor of the basement. He remembered going down to drink. Gliding his tongue over his teeth, he found that the thirst was gone. He smiled a little, but frowned as he saw that there weren't many rats left, in fact, it was none. He'd have to find some way to survive for the next time.

Maybe he could go hunting for wild animals.

Getting to his feet, he brushed off his dirty knees. He began to walk towards the door, when he noticed footprints in the basement dirt. The footprints were not his own, they looked like formal shoes. Bending down, he drew his finger into the print.

Carefully, he lifted the dirt to his nose and sniffed. Vampire. It was another vampire.

"Raven." Jason's eyes widened in horror before literally lept up the stairs. He sprinted up the hallway, desperate to see if she was okay.

A sharp pain in the back of head started to grow, it was then that he began to wonder. Why was he on the ground in the first place? And why had he woken up? He didn't really fall asleep while drinking. It hadn't happened before, why now?

The pain in the back of his head began to grow and spread as he reached the room where he left Raven.

She wasn't there.

Jason cursed loudly as the pieces fell together. The pain in the back of his head. Falling asleep while drinking, more like getting knocked out. Raven now gone. The note in her place.

Wait, note?

Jason grabbed the note with almost too much force.

If you wish to meet your bound little hunter again, you'll come back to Trigon's castle. Do not worry, we'll only harm her if you don't show.

What choice did he have then?

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Malchior presented the unconscious hunter to Trigon. Jinx and Brother Blood standing behind him. The two other lords returned to their thrones. Malchior bowed his head and reached out his arms to show of the hunter.

"A hunter." Malchior said, "Jason Todd made a blood bond with a hunter, Sire."

"I see that." Trigon commented, he leaned on his right arm that rested on the arm of the chair. Something about the hunter seem familiar. Something about her appearance, her purple hair just looked so familiar. Where had he seen that before? "Put her in one of the rooms with a lock. Todd should come for her soon."

"Room?" Slade asked.

"There is something I wish to discuss with the hunter." Trigon straightened in his throne. "Something about her is familiar." He watched the purple hair vanish around a corner. Who was the hunter even?

"As you wish, Sire" Slade finished.

Malchior laid Raven down on a queen sized bed, before placing a blanket over her. If Trigon wanted her unharmed and cooperative later, they'd have to treat her a little better than normal prisoners. Even if she was a hunter. An enemy that was born to kill their kind.

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Raven didn't feel anything. No pain. No danger. There was nothing. Nothing around her. No danger. But she knew something was wrong. She wasn't awake, that was for sure.

Raven found herself back in her home. With her family. They were sitting in the living room talking, Raven found herself listening while drinking tea. She looked around on her family, Victor was playing a board game with Garfield while the two were talking about food or something. Kori and Richard were sitting and talking about news, Richard had just read the newspaper it seems. Everything felt so real, so good.

But it wasn't real. Raven remembered the blood bond she made with Jason, and she remember that she told the four to not look for her again. She saw how it broke their hearts, but it was necessary for their safety.

Raven turned to look out the closest window, but found a different scene.

Raven saw a little girl with purple hair sitting by the campfire with her mother, the little girl was sitting in the mother's lap while the mother was reading a book. 'Beauty and the Beast'was the title of the book.

This was a memory. Unlike the other one, that was a wish of something she wanted her family to have. All five of them sitting calmly in the living room, living. None of them patching up wounds or worrying about anything, Raven mostly, but to see her family not worry was something she had wished for long.

Raven looked back at herself and her mother. Arella closed the book after finishing the last page, she looked down at Raven. Now sleeping in her lap. It was an old memory, her mother's voice of that night rung in her mind.

"... And they lived happily ever after…"

A tear escaped Raven's eyes, she wanted her mother back so much, but she would never get that wish fulfilled.

It was then that she remembered why she became a hunter. To avenge her mother, to give her peace. Of course, Raven had killed the one that killed her mother, but still. Burning anger lit her heart.

Suddenly, Raven stood behind a vampire she remembered, it was a man, Hugo Mellowan. A weaker vampire. A silver dagger was in Raven's hand and without the second thought, she dug it into the vampire's back.

Hugo screamed in pain as blood began to leak out of the wound. There was a myth that said vampires didn't bleed, but silver made them. Silver was strong. Silver was pure and good. Just like Raven.

Or so she believed.

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Okay, so I'm getting better at writing my FanFiction. I'm really into original stories so check me out on FictionPress, same name. I only have one story and one chapter up, but it's better than nothing. Anyway, see ya! :D