Fall
Raven hurtled toward earth, stomach left high on the rooftops above.
She almost wished she would hit the ground, leave her body there and let her soul fall deep, deep, deep into the earth.
Almost.
Maybe she'd get lucky and hit her head. Knock what she'd seen (what she'd caused), how weak and useless she was, how His hands grabbed at her, stripping her bare to the world, flesh and psyche and horrible, horrible demons exposed, how they'd grabbed at her most carefully kept skin, how He'd violated her mind (and her stupid body) and how-
But of course, that would be if she was lucky. Raven was never lucky.
A tingle in the back of her skull. A pull on her aura. Arms, snatching her out of the sky and carrying her safely to the ground.
Raven's vision was milky. Red. Green. Black hair. A gentle smile.
Robin.
"Let's go home."
Home.
Yes please, she wanted to say, please take me home and sit me on the couch between you and Cyborg and watch a movie while Starfire burns something that was already inedible and Beast Boy snores, please take me somewhere safe where I can forget.
Raven's consciousness was webbed with lines like shattered glass. The world was spinning, closer and closer to inky black chaos. Raven's vision tunneled. And this time, she didn't fight it.
