Teen Titans – Side Stories and After – Snippets; Foxes Upon Foxes and Magical Girls Galore

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THIS WAS AN AU OF A new beginning Arc where Richard Ainsley, Arianna Stellanova, Ravenna of Asterion, Viktor Stonewall, Garth Logar the Changeling Fae and the dog guardians Vee and Kay are taken into an illusionary realm on behest of Veronica Bethel ; a scout and cronie for Lord Roku to bring back Richard or torment his foes before they can reach the red dragon's keep. For those of you unfamiliar with the arc, Dick Grayson is visited with his team by Veravakumu in his Umbrion inspired form (a curse by Roku) to warn the heroes that Roku has escaped his cell and his going to bring back his empire through a means of forced reincarnation and curses. Let's just go into the story here; Arianna is a Star princess from the Stellanovae Realm to say, the southern Isles where Catalina Daia is. Ravenna is of the south as well in Spirit world Spain as a saint by her connection to an oracle Ravenna whom she's reincarnated from ( in tt comics she comes back a younger age. Common use so Ravenna is in a name, ageless. ) Logar is a Fae chief's son beside the allies of Lady Tara in ancient Spirit world Ireland and Scotland. Much like Lorelai Ainsley, Richard's dead real mother at the hands of Lord Roku. Forbidden myth story! Viktor stone is a knight's son and blacksmith under the ancient order and rebellion of these against the Red Lord whom he opposes and will face later in "the end to end all ends."

He crafted Richard's blade by reinforcing the boy's magic so it won't get out of hand with Wiz Greg's help. Lastly, Veravakumu and Kaymon were tasked by Richard's adoptive mother and aunt Queen Catalina to watch her child so that he would not be swayed by his real father, Roku. And he's easily swept off his feet in this! Enjoy! Verona spirit world is also home to my fun sized character; the Puppet master and Shifter will be in this from previous arcs. We might even see Sir Charl and Lady Lizette. Wait and see!

IN VERONA: THE DEVIL'S MASQUERADE; INTRO

"Veravakumu! We've been walking for hours!" Sir Garth groaned and trudged with his gnarled staff to the very top of a hill that never was ending. Always winding.

Richard looked about at this realm. This little fifteen-year-old prince had been with the children of curious natures such as his for now close to a year. Moons in only, Arianna and he had still not become as close as the group had expected of both Prince and Princess.

Ravenna was troubled as her dark violent brows furrowed. Ravenna of her past, the oracle if her previous life was stuck and in warning –

She turned to her allies, a frantic look in her eyes of an equally turbulent violet.

"We cannot go another step –

"The inn where the informant has made its nest is close!" Protested Arianna, her eyes not at all swayed as this Verona was magical – more so than her Star Capital city in the next time line.

"We cannot stray from this path that has been laid before us, Lady Ravenna." The red headed princess's proclamation was just, yet her thoughts were more so of wedding views and celebrating the king's fall.

Not if they were to fall, should this invitation to an inn on their travels be a sign to turn far from this course of action, forever.

Ravenna frowned. Glancing at her allies, the few were divided. "May then we divide ourselves and go off in separate-

"Nay!" Richard's eyes darted to Viktor's tall and broad frame of a soldier's child. "We must not divide to conquer, (Teen titans joke on series!) for this foe will surely expect us all within his domain -

"Or, her own." Arianna spoke.

"Let us not tarry." Vik nodded while Ravenna trudged behind, trying to root out the cause of her uneasy symptomatic responses.

There was something to come, yet could she say "nay" to her allies, even when they had come so very close to unmasking the truth?

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The walls, wooden and hollowed. The dim lights were too much as Arianna as she pilled out her star talisman. A crest, given to her by her mentor; Orion the White Knight of her land. A mystic sage with great power, now since passed on.

"Greetings….?" She saw no such persons within the den of what could have been thieves or drunkards. Alas, none spoke since none came to pass through.

"EMPTY??" Verra yawned on Vik's shoulder and almost fell off at the exclamation, as Sir Kayumon had since gone off to locate his uncle for more intel here on spirit world Italy's soil.

"AY!" Vee swatted at Viktor's ear before hopping down on all fours. Cat reflexes getting the better of him.

"What's going on?" Verra was used to leaping through many time – lines and his demon form Verra was a curse placed unto him by Roku. Richard knew little about his true birth rites, and it was Verra's job to mitigate as much as these details as possible.

"We ended up inside this pub…yet not one patron stands within it." Ravenna explained, seeing Vee's nose sniff before recoiling.

"That is because -

"YOU are losing your edge, dear sibling…"

The one to arrive behind the wooden counter with ruby red hair and lips, green eyes and black bat's wings… was she.

"RONNIE!!" Verra pounced, yet she just deflected his attacks.

"Ah! Little prince…your father sends his regards." She bowed to the son of the dragon, distracted as his thoughts were.

"Veronica." Richard stepped forth with his sword, yet Viktor and Garth stood, affronted by their presence. "Where is our informant…did y -

Richard gave them both a puzzled look.

"We have orders to keep the prince safe from your claws, demoness." Garth said aloud with his body now as a tiger's by his fae powers.

"Turn back and tell the demon you work for that none of us are to be swayed." Vik added, gloves of power fitted onto each hand. Ready to bash the devil's child into the next millennia.

"I only wish for your stay…to be a pleasant one. This is Verona! Hath thou not realized??"

She lifted her arms as the illusionary room shifted by the magic of a blood red crystal she held up in her palm .

"The shard!" Verra gawked. "How do you have the stone of the red king??"

"You forget, sibling." The miasma darkened round the room as Veronica's whole dress of blackest sin swapped to that of a dark - veiled ball gown. The same to be said as Ravenna used her powers to avoid this same outcome.

"I won't wear robes cast upon my flesh; not by an evil soul such as thee!" She professed. "Cover thine eyes!"

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A soft pitch of instruments so powerfully magical in essence as they played, lingered beyond this now enchanted setting. The eyes that did blink opened soon saw that the demoness was beside a crooked male dressed in a thick black cap and with a full mask of a jester in place. His long curls of a noble and clothing spoke of his past.

Verra growled. He knew that face…

" Puppeteer …" He snarled, the being that had sold himself to the same creature which now controlled Veronica's fate.

And Lord Roku's.

Atop and behind a white marble balustrade of such splendor, she seemed content as her red and black mask gleamed as brightly as the floors and ceiling.

Viktor looked aside, seeing his companions were untouched by the witch's spell.

Yet, the floors were golden and gleaming.

The largest chandeliers hung over their heads to brighten such a place, until one could not hope to see very clearly on ahead.

"Gods!!" Garth (dude in spirit world past ver. Best I could think of.) "We've been bleedin' right, spirited off!"