Fan Fiction ❯ Releasing Her Demons ❯ Chapter 18 ( Chapter 18 )

Releasing Her Demons

By: Jedi_zea

Summary: Raven finally decides to join the other Titans in a game, but it's not a video game. She wants them to play Dungeons & Dragons and decides to share something about herself while doing so. PG-13

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans, Dungeons and Dragons, any of the places I got my music from, or any other real things I may make reference to while writing this story. Also the only characters I own are Vincent, Rurik, Ivellos, T'klora, Sapphire, Arachne, Naryldor, and a few others so don't steal any of the characters, especially the ones people let me use but aren't mine.

 

Saint Raven: I'm glad you like the story, and I'm sorry it's taken so long to get the next chapter up. I could make excuses but it wouldn't really matter. I will try to update a little more often though. I sent you an email, if you didn't get it I would like to use your character. If you'll email me her stats at Jedi_zea@yahoo.com I would appreciate it. Thanks.

 

Kinsha: Here's the update. Sorry it took so long. Hopefully the next chapter won't take as long, if I don't' have to format my computer a couple more times.

 

Titan's Characters

Robin Vincent, Human wizard

Cyborg Rurik, Dwarven fighter

B.B. Ivellos, Elven druid

Starfire T'klora, Half-Elven bard

Terra Sapphire, Halfling rogue

Raven Arachne, Half-demon Sorceress, but she controls the rest of the world as well being the Dungeon Master

 

This chapter is mostly from the perspectives of the Titan's Characters not the Titans themselves. A line of asterisks (they don't seem to work on FFnet) (to: ) will signify the change from the Titans to the Characters.

 

Chapter 18

 

The Titans sat around the circular table in their living room again. The dark atmosphere of the room made them all more uncomfortable then usual. There were no lights on, only enough lit candles to read by. The music and other decorations Raven had insisted they put up in made the room seem much darker then though.

 

Robin was the only one that seemed relaxed in the room, and this made the others even more edgy. Starfire was sitting in her chair trying, very unsuccessfully, to stop fidgeting, Cyborg was staring at the door, waiting for Raven to enter, Beast Boy was talking in hushed tones with Terra, and Robin had his eyes closed and his head leaned back slightly listening to the CD Raven wanted in the sound system.

 

“Rob,” Cyborg said to try and create some conversation. “Don't you have something you want to tell Star and Terra?” he asked slyly with a confident smirk.

 

Everyone slowly turned to look at Robin, who sighed and slowly opened his eyes as if slowly taking the entire room in and reveling in the darkness. “And what would that be Cyborg?” he asked back curiously, pretending to forget what Cy was talking about.

 

“You know what I'm talking about!” Cy insisted, while using all the restraint he had to keep from breaking the table. “You're project, the one you wouldn't let anyone see.”

 

“Oh that's right,” Robin said innocently. “You know it would be better if I showed them, I doubt they could get the full effect from just telling them about it.” Robin smirked evilly causing the mechanical Titan to shudder. To make things worse Robin closed his eyes again and started singing along with the music in the middle of the song.

 

On through the heat

I've felt the touch of evil.

I still feel

the icy claw in me.

 

For a decent price

I've banned kindness from my heart.

The spirit of all truth and beauty

pawned for my desire.

 

He followed with a malevolent laugh, drawing a fearful shudder from everyone in the room.

 

Raven had already the room and quietly surveyed each of the Titans, who were all watching Robin. “Stop that, I don't want my eardrums to break,” she commanded Robin with an icy glare. The entire room chuckled at the joke, even Robin who promptly stopped singing. “Now pay attention the game isn't as much of a game as it's made out to be.”

 

“Huh? What are you talking about?” Terra asked abruptly. A baffled look plastered her face as she looked to everyone else in the room.

 

“I'll tell you later,” Beast Boy whispered. “Let's just pay attention for now.” Terra nodded and turned to Raven who had just set up the last of her stuff.

 

******(Vincent; his chambers)******

 

Vincent walked into the chamber prepared for him and looked around. This too was a very lavish room, not quite as lavish as the one he had been in earlier, but there was still plush carpeting, a large bed, red velvet drapes and a large table to one side with a bowl of fresh fruit on it.

 

He wearily shook off his backpack and let it drop unceremoniously to the floor. He took the crossbow off of his back and set it carefully on the table next to the fruit, and set the bolts from his belt next to the crossbow. He took a deep breath, trying to figure out if Naryldor's story had any meaning or was the rambling of an strange genius.

 

`Well he's definitely not what I expected,' Vincent thought. He looked to his backpack and ruffled through it looking for his sleeping clothes. After empting nearly all the contents of the pack onto the floor he finally found the pair of baggy slacks and shirt. He quickly changed out of the robe and into the more comfortable clothing. He walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of it. He was about to lie down as a knock came on the door.

 

He walked over to the door and opened it slowly and there stood Arachne. “I hope the room is to your liking,” she said a little quietly. “Is there anything you need?”

 

Vincent stood and thought for a second. “The room is very nice, much better then what I'm accustomed to,” he replied. The wizard looked back to survey his room and noticed the rain had stopped. “Is there a courtyard you could show me to?” he asked with a genuine smile.

 

Arachne nodded, “Of course. Why though, if I might ask.” She inquired as she grabbed his hand shyly and started leading him through the hallways.

 

“It's been a while since I've had the chance to look at the stars. I always see them when we're camping but I never have time to appreciate them,” he said while walking next to Arachne at a leisurely pace. Every so often he dared to glance over to her, but she was always looking straight ahead, her focus never seemed to stray.

 

Arachne caught Vincent's glance only once, but they both looked away instantly, but she refused to let her body react. She couldn't help but wonder why Vincent was looking at her though, she idly occupied her mind with this as she walked the familiar halls to the inner courtyard.

 

When they finally reached the door she reached out to open it only to find that Vincent had already opened the door and was waiting for her to walk through. “Thank you,” she said softly.

 

“You're welcome,” Vincent said to her as she walked through, and then bowed politely. Arachne's face turned a bright crimson, but Vincent pretended not to notice and instead looked up at the sky. Much to his disappointment it was still cloudy even though the rain had stopped. So instead he let his eyes wander around the courtyard.

 

It wasn't anything special, there were several plots of flowers, vines crawling up the walls, and a small pool of water in the middle. All of this with tile walkways to doors in each of the four cardinal directions. Only one thing drew his attention, a rosebush on an island in the middle of the pool. The roses were in blooming. It was very late in the year for roses, and yet none of them seemed to be wilting. What was even more interesting was their color, a beautiful dark violet with just a tinge of blood red around the edges of the petals.

 

“Well it doesn't look like the stars are out,” Vincent decided to state, even though it was painfully obvious.

 

“I'm sorry,” Arachne said as if it was her fault somehow. “Would you like me to show you back to your room?” she asked while walking back to the door they came in.

 

“No thank you. But would you like to sit with me for a while?” Vincent inquired kindly while walking to sit on a bench near the pool.

 

“You're sure you don't mind?” she asked timidly. “I'm not really the best company,” Arachne replied while almost stepping out the door. “Besides if there are any demons left in the city they're bound to try to find me, you might get hurt.”

 

Vincent laughed softly, “I think your company is worth having to fight off a few demons. Please, I want to get to know you a little better.” Vincent smiled at her convincingly. Reluctantly she walked over and sat next to him. Vincent turned a little to look at her when she sat and put his arm around her waist cautiously.

 

Arachne almost jumped away, but reminded herself that Vincent didn't want to hurt her or hate her for being a half-demon. So she slid a little closer and leaned into him slightly, letting herself relax while she looked up at the dark clouds that filled the sky.

 

******(Outside the game; Somewhere outside Jump City)******

 

The building was old and decrepit on the outside. Inside however it was in perfect repair thanks to the efforts of Slade's robots. They had fixed the building and placed several odd and ancient artifacts in the building. There was pentagram of dried in the middle of the largest room that was being prepared for a summoning.

 

“Two weeks,” Slade said through the portal. “In two weeks Robin and your daughter will be gone.”

 

“Good,” said a deep voice from the other side. “You will summon me then.”

 

“I'll keep up my end,” Slade agreed. “You will have your army of robots, and will be summoned, but you had better keep your end,” He threatened. Slade turned away and grabbed one of the artifacts to emphasize his point.

 

“You will summon me and I will let you control this pitiful world. I have my sights set on much more,” the voice said. “However one week from today you will summon my general, he will coordinate the attack with you, he knows how to use my slaves much better then you.”

 

“That was never part of our deal!” Slade insisted fiercely. He turned and punched a hole through the concrete wall to try and intimidate the creature on the other side of the portal.

 

“Impressive,” the voice said, “for a human. But to successfully accomplish your plan you will need his help. He won't kill you unless you try to stab me in the back, call it insurance.”

 

“Fine, in one week it will start,” Slade agreed. “But if you don't keep your promise I can't promise what will happen.” The voice only laughed, unnerving Slade although he tried not to let it show.