Arella
Raven was one hundred percent assured she was dreaming. The reasons why she was so certain was because firstly she was standing in a pool of sparking limelight. The kind of white bright dazzling sunlight that shouldn't even fluoresce in an inter-dimensional world. A world she never belonged to. A world she tried to erase but ceased to haunt her in the back of her mind. And secondly her large amethysts eyes were looking at her beautiful well aged mother – Arella. She had been dead for over six years now. More evident proof towards Ravens dream hypothesis.
What is she doing here?
Her mothers face hasn't aged much since the last time Raven saw her when she was alive. Her soft delicate and lightly atrophied skin was bent into tiny creases that clasped gently upon the bone underneath her eyes and smile lines. A great jubilant smile spread vibrantly across her thin pale pink lips in the sight of her daughters presence. Her raven-black hair was smoked out like a puffy cloud and her sunken eyes were engulfed with dark circles. Raven was captivated by Arellas eyes, they were different and told another tale. A dangerous tale. Arella looked like if she carried dark crimson gemstone for eyes. Raven sensed her mothers emotions – they were no longer filled with love but with pure odium and regrets by what Arella gave life to. Her warm exultant smile now turned into something sinister and inhumane.
"Raven, look to what you've done to me!" Pause. "You are going to die the way I died!" Snarled a demonic Arella.
With a sudden electric jolt running through her body. Ravens dream abruptly turned into a nightmare. Arella wasn't here to visit, she was here for the desire and lust to kill for Raven not being able to save her from Trigons attack. She pulled out a knife from her white cloak and lunged forward. Ravens muscles around her throat started to clench tightly creating a lump which prevented words from escaping from her dry mouth. Her body became unresponsive and heavy making it difficult to escape. She couldn't move, she couldn't scream, she was stranded.
"Raven" she heard an unknown faded voice but it didn't come from her mother. "Raven" she heard the peculiar voice again. The voice started to become familiar and more clear every time she heard her name being called out.
Beast Boy.
Raven suddenly she gasped awake. Her ultra-indigo eyes was greeted by a solicitous Beast Boy.
"It's ok Rae, it was just a dream, it's over" Beast Boy said softy. He held her body close to his and gently letting his right hand play with her hair and caressed for her back. She snuggled up close to his body feeling the warmth and comfort that came from him as he tenderly placed a kiss on her head.
"It wasn't your fault Rae"
"You knew what I was dreaming?" She asked feeling embarrassed. She didn't want to speak or think about her dream. Her ears only wanted to hear the sweet soothing easing words from Beast Boy.
"Yeah you have a tendency to talk in your sleep"
"Oh" she said, she couldn't think of a reply.
"Raven, I know what it's like losing someone and believe me, I know the fear that lurks in your mind" he paused and cleared the lump that formed in his throat. "Raven there was absolutely nothing you could do to save her"