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Raven was folding the shreddings of her bed sheets as the lone figure entered. She set the sheets down, making sure that her sleeves were well over her wrists and hands. Turning around she stared passively at the disheveled Starfire.

“What are you doing here?” Raven asked.

“You put me here!” Starfire growled.

Raven felt her back burn a little.

“Right.” She paused, watching the other goddess with slight contempt. “I am sorry for that.”

Starfire shifted uncomfortably. It wasn’t her nature to be offensive. Of her siblings, she had taken most after their mother the Lady of Joy. Yet, it was also her nature to be immortal, undying. The thought that a simple wrong step could kill her was terrifying.

“So, why did you come here?” Raven went on, breaking the silence.

Starfire looked taken aback. “For defeating me, my life has become yours. I am bound to you. As is customary in the Heavens...” Starfire bit her lip. It stung to be bound to something. Especially when that something was a demon.

Raven stared calmly at Starfire as she slid to her knees and bowed grudgingly. She’d suspected something like this would happen.

“You’re not a god anymore. You don’t have to abide by those laws.” Raven said, hoping to resolve the issue quickly. She really didn’t want to have someone in her charge. She knelt by the bowing ex-goddess.

“You are free.”

Starfire shook her head fiercely.

“I must be bound to you! I, I do not know Earthly customs. Where would I be bound to? You, you are my god now,” Starfire began to cry.

Raven was startled by this response. She did NOT want to be a god.

“I will follow you! I will, be nice. But please! Do not leave me by myself. I can not survive.” Starfire went on, trembling. She looked at Raven with The Look. The look of utter dependence and trust.

“Fi…”

Raven’s door flew open. A disheveled Robin, still in his bright red robe he had worn to the morning’s ceremony, stood clenching his teeth and fists.

“Starfire, my Lady Queen. We need to have a private meeting. Immediately!” He barked. Turning on his heel, he left the room as quickly as he had come.

Starfire hesitated, waiting for Raven to make the first move. Raven frowned at Robin’s unusual demeanor. The Commander Robin was not someone who jumped at the littlest things. He was a champion, a leader.

Standing up quickly, Raven checked her sleeves, making sure they were properly adjusted. Then, with Starfire in tow, she followed the sounds of Robin’s receding footsteps. Irritated, Raven hopped into a quick jog to catch up with him. Starfire kicked up into the air and flew beside her ‘god’ and escort. Worry etched into the ex-goddess’s face.

Robin turned a corner into a darker hallway, hidden from windows and sunlight. A thick oak door with bronze hinges and handles opened at Robin’s thrice knock then whistle. Starfire followed Robin in, eagerly holding onto his robe as a safety line. Raven held back. Doors weren’t usually so highly detailed in places such as this. They were usually designed to look alike so that intruders would be confused and slowed by the inability to tell where they were. Doors like this were ment to be found.

Walking in, she found that it was small library. Torches lit the dark marble walls and dusty cobweb books. It disgusted Raven. ‘Anything that was yours should be taken care of,’ she thought quietly.

A table sat in the middle of it all. There were excess candles sitting there, so as to light the conversation that Robin had dubbed very important. Five chairs sat around the table. Two were occupied.

Prince Cyborg rose and bowed deeply to Raven. Beastboy followed suit, half a second late.

“What is the point of discussing a secret if we are in a room that anyone can find us in?” Raven asked drolly, taking the offered seat beside Cyborg. Starfire sat down as well, clenching her hands.

Beast pushed a plate of fruit infront of the two girls.

“It is so that if any one wanted to find us, they could do so easily. Here, we are not being secretive, we are just sitting in a library, enjoying fruit.” Cyborg explained grabbing a grape and popping into his mouth. He nodded his head towards Robin.

“Commander here, needed a meeting that involved no one else, not even the King, so I assumed it was important.” He threw another grape into his half human half machine face. Raven selected an apple and bit into its smooth skin, retrieving the tender meat with a tender adoration of the sweet taste soaking her mouth. Starfire suspiciously took a peach and sniffed it. Surprised, she felt her nose be intoxicated by its soft pure smell.

Robin tapped his fingers absently on the table, staring at the candles that lit shadows unto the ancient wood that supported his arm and the plate of fruit. Noting the silence, he shifted his trail of thought to the present. All eyes were on him.

“King Slade and I had a meeting earlier. He had asked… No, ordered, me to accept his offer.”

Beastboy looked around, confused.

“And the offer was…?”

Robin pursed his lips and glowered at the candles.

“To become a General, and fight for him in the war that is coming.”

Cyborg turned white.

“Please, what is the war that is coming?” Starfire asked, wiping peach juice from the corners of her mouth.

“He’s planning to attack Forn?!” Raven whispered.

Robin shut his eyes at the group’s realization of Slade’s plot.

Cyborg and Beastboy looked at each other worriedly. Their home was going to be attacked, and they weren’t even there.

“I don’t believe it! Yesterday we were talking about trade with our upcoming crops and metals in our mountains. How could he turn on us so quickly?!” Cyborg asked, banging his hand on the table. Candle wax dripped passively, undisturbed by the tremor that passed beneath it.

“Wait, is he only doing this because of you?” Beastboy asked pointing at Robin. Robin bowed his head.

“My men and I are like an army by ourselves. And he said something about the gods…His god, in particular.”

Raven froze.

“Trigon, he said, would deliver a third army. Although, I don’t know who Trigon is, because the REAL god of war seems to be too busy for war right now. The weather’s been too unpredictable for thoughts war.”

Starfire nodded.

“He is in a marriage to the goddess of another planet right now.” She explained.

“Such things take time, and attention.” Starfire glanced at Raven, then looked down in humility.

“Trigon isn’t a god,” Raven said, playing off of Starfire’s silence. “He’s the Demon King.”

“But why would the King of Demon’s want to help Slade with a petty human war?” Robin asked, clenching his fist.

“Because Trigon sired me,” Raven said monotonously. “And because Slade is married to me.”

All four of the changed teenagers stared at the young Queen.

“It doesn’t hurt that he likes death and destruction anyway.” She added drolly.

Silence followed as each of the changed looked over the new information given to them. Starfire glanced around.

“Is not the solution to be simple? Could we not merely leave?” She asked. The other four looked questionably at one another.

Starfire stomped her foot on the ground, leaving a crater in the white marble floor.

“This is Bt’lr og! Mortality has complicated all of your minds! In the Heaven, if we wanted something we did everything to obtain it, if we felt something we embraced it and let it fuel our energy. If friend Robin and Raven are to be two armies together, we must merely remove them for Slade not to have them. It is simple, yes?!”

Everyone shifted uncomfortably. It was simple. Raven and Robin felt ashamed; they were both half god/demon, they should be better than dwelling on intricate, complicated thoughts that had simple solutions.

Cyborg stood up from his seat. “The first thing we have to do, is tell Father.” He nodded towards Beastboy.

“I’ve been away too long, I’ll go back and entertain the King. Beastboy, write to Father, tell him everything that’s happened.” Beastboy nodded.

“How can you get a message to him with out the possibility of it being read by a spy?” Robin asked, standing up as well. Cyborg and Beastboy looked at each other again. They were at a loss.

“Beastboy,” At his name, the young prince jumped in reply to Raven’s voice. “Can’t you talk to other animals? Ask a seagull or something to take a letter to your father.” Beastboy’s face lit at the idea. It was brilliant!

“What are we to do until then?” Starfire asked, nervous anticipation pumping from the pit of her nine stomachs.

“We wait.” Cyborg sighed, reaching for the bronze handle of the library’s oak door.

“We’ll have another meeting. Tonight. Just try to get away, and I’ll get you to the right place.” Robin said standing beside Cyborg watching the others. His voice was hypnotic, filling the four changed teenagers with the belief that he would lead them to the right place. He truly was a great leader.

Raven put her elbows onto the table, lacing her fingers together to hide her pursed lips. She’d studied Slade ever since she was forced into a marriage with him. But in all her education, she should have known that he would use Robin’s arrival for battle. She’d been too preoccupied at the time to include his attitude towards Robin in her equation. Too preoccupied with his attitude towards her, when he found out she was gone for hours in one night with the prince of a visiting nation.

“Hey, Raven? What happened to your wrists?” A familiar voice asked, ringing her ears like an echo. Raven froze, she’d come so far too!

Bringing her hands swiftly to her lap, Raven stiffened her back.

“Nothing.”

Starfire’s eyebrows creased.

“Please friend, is something wrong with your wrists? For they are wrapped quite like a mortal’s wound…”

Raven glared at the candles. Unconsciously her powers began killing the light that the candles held so proudly.

“Raven, did he… hurt you?” Beastboy asked after a pause. The candles went out. Smothered. Only the torches behind them gave off light, but even that was dim.

“The sooner we escape,” Raven said, shoving back her chair. “The better.”

You know what song I listened to the whole time i wrote this? My world with bbxrae. It was a music video I found on youtube. You should listen to it, or at least review this chapter. :'