Fan Fiction ❯ Inside the Silence ❯ Unreal Daydreams ( Chapter 3 )

Note to Disclaimers: I do not and never will own Teen Titans so please do not sue me as I have nothing to give you. Struggling college student here. And I think you already know how I feel about the pairings.

{{A/N: Okie, so here is chapter 3. Somethings are a little strange here, which seems to happen in every fic I write, and things will most likely get stranger. It's going to be a longer fic, I've decided and it won't just be about Slade getting at the Titans. Don't know about Terra just yet, but she might come back, she might not-it's all up to however the creative energy flows! For those of you who do not like Raven/Beast Boy or Robin/Starfire, I warn you…DO NOT READ THIS FIC!You will be disappointed unless you're open to those pairings, and will most likely want to flame me, which would be stupid because I warned you. If you want to flame me, I guess that's fine. You'll do it anyway, right? Constructive Criticism is welcome, as always. Enjoy.}}

Word Coding:

'Thoughts'

"Speaking"

Everything else

Inside the Silence

There was a faint dripping sound that penetrated her slumber, even from inside the tower, which seemed to possess titanium walls, or so Cyborg had bragged. She tried to ignore the annoying sound, the pitter-patter of water; but it was consistent. After having tried to block it out for the past few minutes she finally gave up and sat upright in her round-shaped bed. Only then did she notice the water droplets sliding down her window and the bleakness of the sky outside her room. 'It rained. No…it's raining.' Her mere thought seemed to answer all questions for the day, but something didn't feel right about the sudden weather change. 'Is it already morning?' Quietly, she stood and opened her door that led into the main hallway. She could hear all the different noises: beeping from Cyborg's room; Snores from Beast Boy's room; A slight humming from Robin's room; and lastly, girlish snores from Starfire's room.

Throwing her cloak hood over her head, she floated her way through the hall, down the stairs and into the living room where the digital clock sat on a secluded shelf. The flashing green lights read that it was indeed morning, slightly early morning; the clock numbers read 4:00 AM. The fact that she was up at such an hour was awkward to her. 'I need some tea.' Somehow, as she was filling the water in the teakettle, she felt the situation was vaguely familiar in too many ways and it irked her. 'Wasn't I getting tea when…Beast Boy came in?' She chanced a quick check over her shoulder incase he did come in but heard nothing. Paranoia crept into her thoughts as she watched steam rise from the small crevice that allowed it to leave the teakettle. She paid it little mind as she continued to stare, transfixed on something that did not exist in the room.

Around her the air was warm but extremely stagnant and she felt like choking. It wasn't enough to suffocate her, but the air molecules held her in a trance as she rested her hands on the cool surface of the tabletop. She looked down at her gloved hands, only half hidden by the material but her lavender skin still peeked out. 'My hands are cursed.' Her thoughts went interrupted for some time until the teapot whistled angrily, signaling that her water was ready for usage. When she went to the cupboard to retrieve a fresh teabag she found that the cabinets were bare. 'No…tea?' The time it took for her to process the fact that the cabinets were all empty was enough time for her to realize that she was not going to have tea later on that morning.

She released a low growl as she looked from the teapot to the empty cabinets. 'I can't believe Starfire hasn't gone shopping yet.' However, her anger was short lived when she heard something hit the ground on the other side of the island table. 'What was that?' Levitating up into the middle of the kitchen, she was surprised to make out the outline of their leader, Robin, slumped against the opposite counter, paper towels in hand and shattered glass littered next to him. She vaguely remembered hearing something shatter but wasn't sure what it might have been. As if on cue Robin slid even more upon the floor and mumbled something about damning Raven to hell; he also mentioned Starfire's name. 'I guess I did that then...' He was still in his customary suit, she noted.

Tossing the tea-less box across the open space, where it landed squarely on Robin's head, she exited the living room in search of something to occupy her time. Sleep was lost to her at this point, and she was hoping that she'd not have another encounter with Beast Boy. The results of another excursion like that were not settling well in her whirlwind of a mind. When her leg had bumped into the couch, she bent over, hands searching for something as she ran them across the velvet surface of the half-circled couch. After a few minutes of looking, her hands came in contact with her desired object. Stretching her lithe fingers, Raven leaned over and plucked the small, thick book from the cushion she had occupied sometime ago.

There was no light, save the moonlight, that she could read in unless she turned one on. The thought of waking up their leader while he dreamt of Starfire was a risk she was not willing to take. So she sat, solitary, on the cushion farthest away from the kitchen, and contemplated. She was staring at the blank TV screen, nostalgia weeding its way into her mind, bringing back thoughts she did not want to remember, thoughts of Terra. 'I trusted her…I TRUSTED HER!' Rage was itching to resurface, she knew; but Raven refused to allow her father's influence to overtake her again, at least not over Terra's betrayal. 'It's not a big deal.' She sighed as she backtracked in her thoughts. 'Yes…it is…I don't trust that easily.' Closing her eyes, she reclined a little, eventually falling completely sideways on the softness until she had splayed herself across half the length of the couch.

Her muscles ached suddenly, her eyes burned and her head hurt. 'What is going on?' Around her the silence was deafening, striking her ears like white noise. Even with her hood covering her entire head, she could still hear every noise form the loudest music being blasted in Jump City to the faintest beeping of Cyborg's machines from a floor away. She was intent on ignoring all the noises around her but Robin's constant shifting from the on the kitchen floor kept interrupting her attempts. 'I know where to go.' Throwing herself upright, she rose off the ground and drifted above the stairs, higher than the floor where they all slept, higher then the evidence room, higher than the trophy room.

At the top floor she paused, briefly, to stare at the shining silver doorknob that matched the gleaming silver door that stood in her path. With a quick flick of her wrist the metal door creaked open, making the slightest whining sound as she flew through it and disappeared. Once out on the roof, she sat on the edge of T-Tower, legs dangling over the gaping space as she watched the few stars that were in the sky. The air was chilly but she felt nothing-absolutely nothing as she stared at the bright sky. Glancing down, she saw how false she looked with the moonlight bathing her lavender skin in its soothing lustrous light, making her skin look almost ivory or platinum even. Sudden thoughts of not being real jolted her back to reality, and she felt the chill of the night air again as it blew across her skin.

"Can't sleep, can you?"

Raven felt her heartbeat quicken. 'I didn't even hear him.' Inside, she felt like she was going a million miles a minute, but outside she was cool and composed as always. "No…it stopped raining…I decided to come outside."

"It rained?" He glanced around.

Raven nodded as she searched for another dry spot for him to sit down on. After seconds of looking she found one about two feet away from her. 'That'll have to do.' She withdrew her arm from within her cape. "Over there…that spot is dry." She uttered no more words as Robin soundlessly took a seat where she'd indicated. She was one of few words, he knew, and there were no further questions as ask as they both stared up at the remaining stars in the sky. The sun was barely starting to rise. Raven could see the lines of color forming on the horizon from the top of tower. She awaited the usual calming feeling that enveloped her whenever she watched the sunrise but nothing came. Her eyes dimmed in confusion as nervousness swirled in the pit of her stomach.

Robin didn't seem to sense her turmoil as he sighed in content at the picturesque view before him. Something about the atmosphere didn't feel right though, and to check, he looked over to Raven. He quirked a brow at her. It was always strange to see Raven not as her usual dark, depressed self. But her expression was uncertain, fearful-scared. His first thoughts were to approach her to make sure she wasn't in a trance or anything of the like. But when he moved his arm she snapped to attention, her hazy, far away eyes focusing in his frozen figure. She did a double take. "Is something wrong?"

"I'm going to ask you that now. Is something wrong with you?" Even through his mask, Raven was sure he was giving her a concerned look. Robin himself couldn't quite understand why she was staring at him so intensely. "Raven? Are you sure something isn't wrong? You're acting kind of…strange."

Raven shifted her weight away from him. "No I…it's nothing. I just couldn't sleep."

At this point, Robin already knew she wouldn't volunteer any more information since she wasn't one to openly discuss much of anything that did not involve their daily crime fighting. Nevertheless, every now and then he did question her relationship with Cyborg. They acted so buddy-buddy sometimes-as buddy buddy as Raven could get-and they would even have talks. Ever since the incident where Raven helped Cyborg with his T-car, it seemed like the two could talk about anything in a way no one else could. He figured they'd made some special connection; all of them had made special connections. He with Starfire, Cyborg with Raven, Cyborg with Beast Boy, Starfire with Raven, even Aqualad had made a connection with various Titans. It made him begin to reevaluate what was going on in his life and what it was going to be like when they weren't Teen Titans anymore. 'We aren't that far from being over 18…any of us.' To his side Raven was looking paranoid, as though something unknown was trying to attack her, something only she could see. Figuring that snapping her out of it might be the best solution, he moved and waved his hand in front of her blank face. Raven jumped. "Are you…okay now Raven?"

She sucked in a deep breath as she whirled away from him. She threw herself upwards before making a hasty exit. "I need to be alone. Excuse me."

Once in the safety of her own room, Raven sank to the floor, back against the door as she listened, intently, to the humming of the newly falling rain. The water slid down the window glass, fresh and slowly. She felt her fingers traveling to her face. At once her face fell into her hands, silent tears of confusion slipping down her lavender tinted cheeks. Her emotions were swirling inside of her mind, swirling so violently and rabidly that she found herself without the ability to sort them. Any minute now, she was sure something inside of Titan's Tower would burst because of her out of control emotions. The clock next to her bed flashed 5:30 at her, the blue light more eerie than the green light in the kitchen and living room. She could blatantly see half of the sun at the moment, the strips of color beginning to disappear as she looked through her window. The rain still fell. As if to calm her feelings, Raven clutched her face harder within her gloved hands, seeking a comfort that was not there. Her hair covered almost all of her hands and head, having grown longer, past her shoulders to be exact. She curled into herself, almost in a fetal position, as she felt the tremors in her body come faster, relentlessly. She cried out in fear as her air supply suddenly became limited, as though hands were around her neck, preventing anything from entering her lung passages.

And then, as if by some magical force, it was gone. The invisible hands, the tremors, the tears, the pain-the fear-it was all gone. She felt completely fine. Releasing her knees, Raven came to a half sitting position, hands on the floor before her and panting heavily, as though she had just battled with Overload or someone of the like. Her vision was no longer hazy but it was not clear; it was opalescent. A loud thud resounded around her, the more than audible sound barely making it to her eardrums. She made out the figure of someone standing in her doorway, but who it was, she did not know. As the figure drew closer to her, she could make out the color purple and black. 'Only one person wears purple and black…' Her mind had just enough time to register the colors, enough time to reach out to the person; and her lips only moved once before she collapsed into the darkness, giving into the nothingness around her. "Slade…"

Opening his arms, the green changeling, whose excellent sense of hearing allowed him to hear her cry, caught the fallen titan. Raven's limp body lay in his embrace like a rag doll, lifeless and unmoving. Her hair long black hair spilled over his arm as her head hung over the crook of it. Her arms hung at her sides like deadweight, legs swinging heavily over the crook of his other arm as he held her. Although he was worried for her well-being and safety, Beast boy did chance one look at her while she lay in his arms. It was then that he noticed the subtle changes and delicacies that made up the physical nature of the empath from the curve of her neck to the contours of her body as he held fast to it. In her lifeless state she looked so tranquil, nothing like the Raven that he was used to seeing day to day, or the Raven he saw on the battlefield. His careful observation of her finer points was interrupted when the other titans entered the room. Robin was still in his fighting suit, Starfire in her pajamas and Cyborg with wires still hanging from their various inputs. Beast Boy blushed at the picture he created with Raven tucked away in his arms.

Starfire was the first to speak, concern bubbling over the surface of her usually cheerful voice. "Beast Boy, what has happened to friend Raven? Is she all right?"

Robin hurried to the two, Cyborg behind him and Starfire hovering above them. "She's out cold Star. Something tells me it's not just a simple type of sickness." He fell into leader mode immediately. "Beast boy, can you tell us what happened in here?"

Beast Boy stuttered. "N-no! I don't know anything. I just heard her cry out, and I rushed over here!"

Robin shook his head worriedly. "This isn't good. And just earlier this morning…I should've noticed."

"What happened this morning Robin?" Starfire was curious, as always.

Robin continued. "I got up from…" he blushed, recalling his early morning interlude with Starfire. "I fell asleep on the kitchen floor and Raven had come in to make some tea. Anyway…I met her on the roof. She'd been up there since around 4:30, I'm guessing. Well…she seemed…frightened of something I couldn't see…it just seemed strange to me. But when I questioned her, she just said she needed to be alone."

Cyborg blinked. "Uh…what were ya doin on the kitchen floor Rob? Ya didn't quite make it to bed?"

It was Starfire's turn to blush. "But what does this have to do with Raven?"

"Like I said…she seemed a little…off to me…I don't know," Robin replied in uncertainty.

Beast Boy ignored them as they tried to get to the bottom of the situation. On the inside he had a pretty good idea what was going on with their gothic friend. He glanced down at her, his right hand coming up to caress her cheek as she breathed in and out at a much slower pace than normal. 'He's after you again…isn't he Rae?' She twitched as though she'd heard him, rolling to the right where she fell against his chest, still unconscious. He wrapped his arms tighter around her sleeping form, hugging her as though she'd vanish into thin air. 'Were you calling me Rae?' His mind wandered back to the only thing she'd said before she'd fallen into her slumber. 'She said Slade…' The name haunted them all, especially him, for Slade had ended Terra's "life" by making her part of himself. His grief over Terra's death suddenly returned ten-fold, and he kneeled further over Raven's body, cradling her to his chest like an anchor. "Not you too Rae…I won't loose you too."

Robin seemed to be the only who seemed to notice everything that was happening around them. He immediately turned to Beast Boy and gave him a questioning look. "Are you okay Beast boy?"

He nodded. "Yeah. I'm going to put Rae in her bed."

"Should not friend Raven receive some type of medical attention Robin?" Starfire queried from where she was floating above Cyborg.

"All her systems check in. All her health stats and monitors are respondin fine, too. If I didn't know any better, I'd say she's fine. Nothin seems to be physically wrong with her." Cyborg double-checked the status bar on his arm. "Maybe it's mental…"

Robin shook his head. "It has to be that then. Something is very wrong here."

"I could've told you that man." Beast Boy placed Raven on the bed, gently lifting the covers so that they ended just below her chin. "Her breathing seems normal too, now. Whatever it was…it's not here now."

"More like WHO-ever it was. Something tells me we have a lot more in store than what happened tonight." Their leader made his way towards the door. "I think we need to patrol, take shifts. Who wants to go first?"

"I'll go," Beast Boy replied, not wasting in chance. He was by Raven's bed in a matter of minutes, soothing her and brushing back stray strands of hair from her face.

Robin arched a brow. 'If I didn't know any better…' His thoughts trailed off as Cyborg volunteered, then Starfire. "I guess I'll be the last one then. All right. Star, Cy, let's get back to bed. We have a lot of work to do tomorrow."

"You mean that you are going to sleep Robin? You are not going to try and work on this case alone, right now?" Starfire's persistent questioning could be heard, fading down the hallway as Beast Boy watched the door to the empath's room slide shut.

In the time that followed, Beast Boy found himself constantly a nervous wreck. He couldn't seem to function, and any little movement Raven made was observed with the utmost carefulness, as though she would break or shatter before his very own eyes. Only once did she cry out in her sleep for the duration of his patrol, calling his name in panic. Her calling his name was terribly out of place in his own mind. She didn't thrash about or even twitch, signals that would normally show him how panicked she really was, which confused him. In his eyes she looked perfectly healthy but he knew to think otherwise. The pale light flooding through the open window outlined the contours of her face, illuminating her gray tinted skim. He couldn't tear his eyes away, even after her fluttered to the land of consciousness. She blinked, their gazes locking automatically. Something about him seemed different. Raven found herself leaning towards him as she resumed a semi-sitting position. For his part, Beast Boy had already grabbed hold of her hand, his free arm curling around her back for support as he brought her closer. With their lips now inches apart, gazes locked and breath intermingling, Raven felt her body tense. Beast Boy made to move back but decided against it, pulling her closer as their uncertain lips met in a frightened, unsure kiss.

Raven's eyes slid shut as her arms raised to wrap around his back, fingernails digging into the stretch material of his body suit. Immediately he pushed her back against the headboard of her oval-shaped bed, hands cradling her gently as he pushed his lips even more against her own. Part of her was condemning her actions but the other part of her was rejoicing in the feelings it brought. She carefully loosened her hold on his back, bringing her hands to his shoulders in an attempt to bring him to her, to meld him to her own body. She crushed herself to him, legs wrapping around his waist as he parted his lips in a surprised gasp. Tentatively, she ended the kiss, resting her forehead to his, eyes still tightly shut. He was panting heavily, awaiting her response to what had just occurred. She spoke in a hushed whisper.

"Beast Boy?"

He nodded his acknowledgement. "Yeah Rae?"

"I…" she found it increasingly hard to speak suddenly. "What just…"

"It was my fault…sorry," he replied solemnly, hands now resting on her hips as she gripped his shoulders between her lithe fingers. "I can leave if you want…get someone else to do my shift."

Raven shook her head. "No I…"she blushed. "I…liked it."

Beast Boy's eyes widened. "Um…"

She didn't give him a chance to respond as she brought her hands to his face. "More…please…" With her hands cupping his face, she guided it to the crook of her neck and shoulder. With one hand she undid the clasp of her cloak hood, pulling it away to reveal the soft, supple skin of her lavender neck. "Beast Boy…please…" He obliged, lips pressing against her soft flesh. Raven released a soft sigh at the sensation it created, shiver running up and down her spine. She concentrated hard, trying to keep her raging emotions at bay, all which were pushing to break free. Her train of thought was broken as she felt him suckling at her flesh; she ran her fingers through his hair in an attempt to calm herself. "Beast Boy…"

At the sound of his name he snapped back, staring at the sleeping Titan before him. 'It was…just a dream…?' He let out a heavy sigh of disappointment, hanging his head.

"Are you sick?"

He jumped as he looked into the eyes of the empath. She looked tired but alert, as always. "Rae?"

"You were muttering and moaning. Are you sick?" She asked the question with more fervor.

He blushed. "It was nothing. Just…nothing."

Raven seemed to accept his answer as she turned away from him. "What happened to me? I feel…strange." She coughed. "And you're in my room. No one is allowed in my room."

"It was an emergency. Besides…I've already been in here and in your mind." Beast Boy gave her a weak smile even though it hit her back. "You went unconscious before anyone could reach you."

"Did I say anything?" Raven's tone sounded guarded.

"Yeah…you said Slade."

Raven spun around. "Did you tell the others?"

"No," Beast Boy replied. "Robin would have still been up."

The ebony haired Goth relaxed visibly, settling back into the navy blue sheets that adorned her bed. She rolled towards the window, facing away from the green shape shifter who sat next to her bedside. "Why are you here?"

"I volunteered for early patrol." He grinned again.

"Why?"

"I…wanted to," he answered simply. From the within the darkness she blushed, her skin on fire as a light fixture on the ceiling shattered. Beast Boy took this as a sign that she was indeed angry with him; he refused to budge. Instead he ventured to ask what the problem was. "Are you angry with me Rae?"

"No…I'm not." Her response came out slightly muffled but he heard it clear enough. "What time is it?"

Beast Boy glanced at her digital clock. "It's 7:00 AM." He chuckled. "Seems like no one is getting sleep these days."

Raven felt her lips curl into a hidden smile at their own accord. A silent sigh escaped her throat as she registered Beast Boy's hand rest on her shoulder, sliding over it in a comforting gesture. "I think my shift it over Rae…see you later."

Reluctantly, Beast Boy took his hand away as Cyborg's heavy footfalls could be heard fast approaching. Raven gave no reaction as the olive shaded changeling disappeared into the darkness of the hallway. She heard the mumblings of the brief conversation between Cyborg and Beast Boy before the door to her room slammed shut. "Hey little lady, how ya feelin?"

She rolled her eyes. "I feel fine. Cyborg, what's with all the patrol stuff?"

"We were hopin you could tell us Rae. Ain't nobody know what's goin on. Rob is worried." He sat down in the chair Beast Boy had previously occupied. "Rae, do you remember anythin?"

She shook her head. "No…but Beast Boy said I did mention Slade's name before I blacked out."

"BB heard you?" Cyborg scratched his head. "Any reason why you'd say Slade's name?"

"No idea," she said truthfully.

"Why didn't he say that earlier?"

"Robin," Raven said. "He didn't want Robin up all night. You know how he is when it comes to Slade."

He laughed. "Well, from what I know, he was up anyway. Both he and Star were actin peculiar earlier."

She huffed as she sat up. "Don't tell me…I think I have a pretty good idea what you mean." She stared at her friend as the half-human titan eyes her suspiciously, his cybernetic eyes lighting up suddenly. "What? Is something wrong?"

"Is there somethin goin on between you an BB?" The question caught her off guard, causing her cheeks to burn and one of her many books to explode to pieces. Cyborg whistled. "Well…guess that explains that. So…does he know you like him too?" She didn't answer. "So are you gonna tell him anytime soon? I mean, Rae, that's a big deal! How do you know BB don't like you back?"

He was cut off as she faced him, eyes a bright, menacing white as she threatened him. "If you tell ANYONE, I will make sure you never speak again, got it?"

Instead of being scared as he usually was, he chuckled and hooted. "Yeah, yeah…sure, whatever you say Rae."

"I'm serious," she said through gritted teeth.

"Yeah, I know girl."

The fact that he was not taking her seriously was really bothering her. She frowned as he continued to laugh at her, poking jokes at her and Beast Boy having a romantic date and so on. In her own mind, she was doing a pretty good job of ignoring him. 'Isn't Slade dead? I'm sure he died with Terra in the volcano.' Her mind began to panic again as thoughts of Slade being alive erupted freshly, causing her great discomfort and pain throughout her entire nervous system. She remembered Slade saying something about Terra and he being linked together through their nervous systems. 'If he's alive then that means…terra is alive…' The thought of Terra being alive caused her to grit her teeth in anger, in jealousy, in worry. She refused to let Terra hurt Beast Boy again, lest the earthmover try it-if she was even alive. For the life if her she couldn't understand why she would say his name. Were the feelings she felt intense enough that she no longer needed direct contact or meditation to sense them? It irked her, the fact that her powers were changing and she had not a clue until it became too late.

She shook her head vigorously, as if trying to rid herself of any thoughts that might include her former enemies, seemingly intent on trying to stay away from that part of the past. She couldn't bear it if Terra returned; Beast Boy's emotions would be the end of her. Not to mention the fact that she was so intent on finding a way to reveal her own feelings for him; it would be a disaster. She felt her hands subconsciously clenching into tight fists, ones she'd like to drive into Terra's head lest she came back, but more so into Slade's head if it meant she was resurrected. But then, as she sat there blocking out the incessant laughs of Cyborg, she began to, once again, feel sorry for the poor blonde haired ex titan. Something about Terra was good, she sensed, even if she did choose the path of evil. 'She did really care for Beast Boy, didn't she? But…she betrayed him.' Her conflicting thought and emotions suddenly took a 360-degree turn and she hung her head at the horrible things her mind was yelling to her. She didn't want to believe any of it, to accept any of it either. She only wanted to end all the horrible things that happened, to change what the past had done to them.

'But why would they resurrect now? It's so late…' Three or four years after their deaths seemed a strange point in time to just come back and create chaos. Something told her there were more forces at work here, maybe ones that were not even remotely human; maybe forces that had been at work ever since that fateful day. She chanced a quick glance at Cyborg who appeared to be checking his arm stats. She heard the small patter of feet, then a loud knock. 'Who could that be?' Her question was answered rather quickly. "Friend Raven? I have come for my patrol shift. By chance, is friend Cyborg in there? It was supposed to be his shift."

"I'm here Star. Just checkin Rae's stats one more time before I jet." He threw her a friendly smile and patted her back lightly. "All right Rae, see ya. Don't forget, we should talk to BB about this later."

She shot him a death glare as Starfire opened the room, allowing him out and her in. "Hello Starfire."

"Friend Raven, it appears as though you are much healthier than I had anticipated. Perhaps you would like some of my Pudding of Joy? I made it especially for this occasion." Starfire held up the bowl of orange-green type pudding, which bubbled and popped for a moment before settling back into the ceramic container. "Would you like a spoon?"

Raven shook her head, disgust creeping into her voice. "No thank you."

"Well, then, is there anything I can do for you, besides my already assigned duty of watching you?" Starfire's green eyes were alight with mirth.

"Yeah…" she muttered. "Let me get some more rest."

"As you wish it Raven! Then, after you have received the proper rest, we may talk, perhaps?" The tamaranian's eyes were hopeful as she stared back at her fellow demon titan.

"That would be…nice," Raven replied with a small smile as she sunk into the sheets again, her thought swiveling back to Slade. She knew there was something wrong. 'Something is very wrong here…'

^TBC…

{{Yeah! Third chapter, finally! I feel like I've accomplished something! Okie, so nor there might be stuff like fighting Slade and new enemies, cause that's where it seems the story is heading, whether I planned for it to or not! This chapter was interesting to write; I had fun with it. Um…I hope you all liked it too! If ya did or didn't, let me know! If you're wondering why the update took long, read my author profile-it gives info and what will be happening in the future! Please R&R! Thank you. Bye all! All my reviewers rock!}}

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