Rated MA for language, violence, and sexual content (yes, there will be smut, but also a plot and a story)

This is a lesbian fanfiction people, if you don't like it, don't read.

Disclaimer: If I owned the Teen Titans, I'd be a whole lot richer. As it is, if you sue me, I'll laugh and help you look for money. But in all seriousness, I do not own these characters, DC, Cartoon Network, or any of that jazz.

First time actually posting a fanfiction so please be nice, but I seriously would love feedback!

Chapter 1

Silently, she flew through the abandoned city. The miles of spired buildings, bridges, streets, and homes all carefully and beautifully carved from stone lay entirely still beneath her. The orange sky cast what would have been a warm glow, had it not been for the entirely eerie feel of the city suspended in the air.

She had visited her home in her dreams before, but this was the first time it had been completely devoid of life. This in itself would not have been so disturbing, were it not for the fact that nearly all of her dreams shared some truths with reality.

Another surge of dread caused her to increase her speed as she headed for one of the highest structures. Landing just as silently as she had flown, the girl lowered her hood, revealing violet, shoulder-length hair. She dared not call out, dared not break the silence. Shedding all pretense of calm, she threw the curtain over the entrance of the small abode aside and searched the home frantically. Though the rooms were furnished and showed signs of habitation, not another soul could be found.

Trying desperately to control the panic that was steadily rising in her chest, she fell to her knees in the middle of the room and hugged herself tightly. Taking deep breaths, she chanted her meditation phrase over and over again in her mind. Even while dreaming a loss of emotional control could be disastrous.

It's just a dream this time. She told herself. Something like this couldn't just happen without me sensing anything!

Years of practice had her emotions in check after several more moments of meditation.

Just a dream. Her mind repeated as she stepped back out into the now darkening evening.

Suddenly, a searing pain such as she had never felt before shot through her entire being. It was as though someone had poured acid into her veins and it was disintegrating her from the inside out as it coursed through her. Screaming, she collapsed to the hard ground. Through the blinding agony, she watched, horrified, as her skin began to glow with the prophetic symbols that burned into her flesh. Though the tattoos were frightening, they were at least familiar. The pain that had her begging the empty city to let her die instead, was not.

A dark and menacing laugh, colder than ice, pierced through the fog of her mind. The physical torment she knew she could not endure for much longer, increased. Four glowing red eyes looked down at her, the cruel laugh ripping into her ears like a knife Her world went black, but the screaming continued.

Raven awoke with such a start that she shot up from her pillow. A high pitched scream still filled her dark room. The door flew open and four more terrified teens spilled into the room.

"Raven! It's ok! You're ok! You're safe!"

The first boy to reach her fell to his knees beside her and grabbed her hands. She tried to understand why he was trying to comfort her so frantically. Perhaps she could think more clearly if the screaming would stop.

"Raven!" The dark haired boy shouted again.

He now had one hand on her cheek while the other still held both of her shaking hands tightly. She saw the fear in his eyes and with a jolt of realization, the scream died on her lips. The other teens were now huddled around her as well, their fearful expressions matching that of the boy kneeling in front of her.

There was a resounding crash as the objects in the room that had been, unnoticed until now, suspended in the air by black mist, fell back to the ground.

Raven realized she was now in the arms of the dark haired boy. She also realized that she was shaking with uncontrollable sobs and tears were falling freely onto the boy's shoulder.

The other teens in the rom looked at each other nervously. The fear that their friend was in some kind of mortal danger was now replaced with the fear of seeing their seemingly unharmed friend more terrified and emotional than they had ever seen.

It wasn't until Raven's breath had steadied and she had stopped shaking that Robin slowly released her and sat back to look into her tear-filled purple eyes.

"Raven?" He asked quietly. "Are you ok?"

Raven looked up at her friends, ashamed of her loss of control and scared of what they must now be thinking of her. Her worry must have been evident on her face because the smallest boy quickly sat down beside her and hesitantly patted her knee.

"Hey, it's ok. We're your friends." Beast Boy said.

"Yeah, nothing could change that. We're just worried about you." The tall, eldest teen, Cyborg, agreed.

The red-haired alien girl nodded enthusiastically in agreement.

Feeling more tears fall down her cheeks, this time more from relief than anything else, Raven smiled weakly but gratefully at her friends.

"Please friend, what has caused this nightly terror?"

Her green eyes full of nothing but concern, it was Starfire's question that reminded Raven that her friends had gone to hell and back with her and for her and would again if she needed them to.

"I-I thought it was just a dream, at first." Raven began, her voice even more raspy than normal from her screaming. "I was flying over my home, m-my old him, I mean."

"Azarath?" Robin asked.

Raven nodded.

"I've dreamt I was there before, but never like this. Usually, I watch pieces of my childhood, sometimes I speak to my m-mother."

Raven didn't miss the quick glance shared by her friends. Though they knew full well who and what her father was, the quiet girl had only ever mentioned her mother once.

"But this time was different, wrong… The entire city was empty. I searched the home I grew up in, and it looked as though someone had been living there, but…"

Raven's voice faltered, the intense fear of what could have happened to her mother washing over her again. The dresser beside her bed began to shake as her fear escaped her control. Robin squeezed her hands gently and she quickly shut her eyes and took several deep breaths before continuing.

"Then, I-I don't know exactly what happened. It, it was…"

Raven struggled to find the right words. How could she describe a pain worse than death when it hadn't even been real.

"I-I think that's when I started screaming. My skin, the marks, they were there. There was so much pain though. And then, His eyes, His laugh…"

Starfire let out a nervous gasp.

"It was just a dream though, right? I mean, you kicked his ass back to Hell where he belongs." Cyborg said, shaking his head as if hoping to clear the words that no one wanted to say out loud.

"You did more than that." Robin said, "You trapped him there, destroyed his power."

Beast Boy and Starfire were nodding in agreement. Raven wanted to agree as well, what Robin said was true. She had banished her demon father to the furthest corner of Hell. Stripped him of his powers and control over her, and ultimately defied a prophecy that was almost older than her current planet of residence.

He can't be back. It was just a dream.

Raven managed to force a small smile onto her face.

"You're right. There's no way he could be back. And if anything had happened to my people, I would have felt it."

Her voice was no longer shaking and full of fear. Though the horrors of the dream still lingered, her rational and carefully controlled mind was calming down. Robin smiled at her.

"I doubt any of us will be able to fall back asleep, how about some breakfast?" He suggested.

Beast Boy pumped his fist into the air enthusiastically.

"Yes! Waffles and tofu eggs and bacon coming right up!" He exclaimed, racing for the kitchen.

Cyborg was close on his heels, yelling stubbornly that there would be no fake eggs or bacon on his watch. Starfire flew after them, laughing. Robin pulled Raven to her feet.

"You sure you're ok?" He asked.

"I will be." Raven replied.

Her white cloak was heavy with warm blood. Gasping, she closed her eyes and braced herself for the next wave of pain. She couldn't even determine the source of the pain anymore. When it would start when it would end, how he would decide to torture her next. All she knew for certain was that the pain would come. But she would never tell him what he wanted to know.

"I grow tired of your feeble attempts to defy me." Came the growling voice from somewhere above her.

She pushed herself up to her hands and knees, her body screaming in protest. She looked up at him through her purple hair that was tangled and matted with blood.

"You will not break me. Not this time." She said, her voice weak but none the less full of hatred and determination.

His cold laugh was nothing short of mocking.

"Yes, I will."

He looked to the shadowed figure standing next to him and nodded. Words of an unknown language came pouring from under his hood in a voice that could have once been human, but was so dark and twisted she could hardly bear the sound of it. But the voice was nothing to the pain his enchantment was causing.

Collapsing back to the ground, she drowned out his voice with her screams.