Raven on her bedroom floor in the center of a circle of sand that she'd sprinkled on there a half hour earlier when she'd first begun to set things up. She had a book open before her as she slowly poured salt into a bowl set in front of her. She started to mutter something, trying out the spell she'd found in the book resting open on the floor.
The lit candles began to dim and a wind started pick up as she began her incantation. Things were beginning to become darker and creepier as a negative force started to slip in through the cracks, when suddenly there was a knock on her bedroom door. Raven stopped in mid-chant, the candles returning to full brightness and the wind vanishing.
The girl stood up and headed toward her door to answer it and find out who was there. She opened the door to find Beast boy, the teenage hero who could take on the form of any animal he wanted, standing out in the hall. By the look on his face it was apparent that he was there for a reason.
"Hey, Raven," he said with a grin.
"Yes?" she asked him, her voice flat and not showing her annoyance at being interrupted. "Did you want something?"
"Want to play some video games with us?" he asked her. "We need a fourth player and Robin's off at Gotham right now visiting Batman."
"No." she said bluntly, her face having a rather unimpressed look on it. Why did he always have to bother her when she was doing something important? "I have no interest in playing any video games at the moment."
"But we need a fourth player!" he exclaimed, seemingly determined to bother her more. "If we don't get one we can't play our online tournament!"
"No." she said again.
"Why not?" he asked her, disappointed. "You can't be doing anything important right now." He started to try looking past her. "What are you doing in there?"
"Creepy stuff," she said flatly. That usually sent him packing. Raven began to close the door. "Now is that everything?"
"No," he told her, stubbornly standing there. "It's not. What's with you lately? You've been acting weird the past few days and now you're in here doing creepy stuff." When he said that he made air quotes with his fingers. "You only do creepy stuff when you're hiding something from the rest of us. Don't you trust us enough to tell us what's going on? Even after all the times we've helped you out when you've had these problems?"
Raven sighed. "Beast Boy," she began, forcing herself to be patient. "It's not anything that serious and, no, I'm not trying to blow you off. It's not. I'm just trying out something and I need peace and quiet to do it."
Beast Boy gave her a look that said he didn't believe her but he shrugged and helplessly flung his hands in the air in surrender. "Sure, whatever you said, Raven," he said finally. "Do whatever you want." he turned and walked away, looking annoyed.
Raven closed the door without a word. She leaned against the closed door and sighed before she headed back to the magic circle to work on her spell. When she reached the circle she sat down in the middle and looked back down at the directions in the book.
"What I'm about to do isn't something you or any of the others need to know about, Beast Boy," she said to herself as she picked up the book and looked it over again. "This is just something I can take care of myself."
She set the book down on the floor and began to chant once more.
"Is Raven coming to join us in the playing of games?" Starfire asked when Beast Boy returned to the living-room where he and the other Titans had set up the video game system.
"Nope," he said, picking up his controller and sitting down on the sofa between the Tamaranian and Cyborg. "She'd rather hide in her bedroom and do whatever it is she does in there."
"But we need a fourth player," Starfire argued. "If she does not join us who will do it?"
"I don't know," Beast Boy said, looking annoyed as he began to hook the system up to the internet. "Why don't you just get Silky to play? You said he's good at it."
"Okay!" she exclaimed, suddenly happy at the suggestion and forgetting all about Raven declining the offer to play with them. The girl turned her head and called to her pet silk worm. "Silky, join us!"
The bug made a happy sound as it jumped off the kitchen counter and wiggled over to the sofa to join the other Titans.
Something was afoot, Mumm-Ra picked up on this easily. The obelisks outside his pyramid had lit up with electricity from the storm clouds which remained a constant above the obsidian structure. This activity woke him from his eternal slumber and he stepped out from his sarcophagus onto the cold black stone floor of his burial chamber moving straight over to the large cauldron resting in the center of the room.
The mummy raised his arms and blue and red fire rose from the bubbling water, creating a blurry image in the liquid. From what he could make out, whatever had woken him up seemed to be nearly completely out of his sphere of influence . He wouldn't be able to actually see it unless he did some real concentration.
"What is this?" he asked himself out loud. "What am I seeing and why have I been awoken by it? I cannot even make heads or tails of what I am looking at!"
He reached out a hand, using his magic on the water to try and make the image clearer. The only thing he accomplished from doing that was making a bright light explode out of it that nearly blinded him. He let out a yelp, putting his hand over his eyes and turning away from the cauldron to save his vision.
When the light died down, he chanced a glance, but still was unable to make out anything. Swearing, he turned away from the cauldron, annoyed that he hadn't been able to easily clear up what he was seeing.
Why in the world had he been awakened to even check it out if he couldn't even see what is was the spirits had seemed intent on him taking look at? What had been the point? Well, he wouldn't find out just standing there and asking himself questions. Whatever it was it had to be evil because he was never awakened by something righteous! The only thing he could do was put more effort into making the picture clearer and once that was out of the way he could start to figure out a way to use it somehow.
Turning back to the cauldron, he raised his arms and began to chant.
Raven stood up as the wind picked up in her room again. She placed her arms out wide as she continued the incantation, voice rising and falling with every syllable. It wouldn't be long now, she getting so close to the answer, she just had to hold on a little longer.
"Open portal," she commanded, her eyes going completely white. "Bring it through and give me my answers!"
The space before her suddenly rent open and a swirling portal formed, flashing black and white as it grew larger, dwarfing her in stature in mere seconds. But suddenly something seemed to go wrong and inside the portal she caught sight of something moving, something long, and thin, and red. Just as she was trying to figure out what in the world she was seeing as large, glowing red, clawed hand came out of the portal and grabbed her before she even knew what was happening.
Taken by surprise, Raven didn't even have time to think as the hand which had grabbed her pulled her right back into the portal which closed right the very moment it did so.
Everything in her room fell still afterward, the portal closing as if nothing had happened. It would be a very long time before anyone realized she was missing at all.
Mumm-Ra's cauldron water was beginning to clear up very nicely and he finished up with his incantation. Thins were starting to look normal instead of looking like somebody had poured dirt into the water when the water suddenly started boiling rapidly. He stopped midway through one of the last parts of the spell and stared at the water, unable to figure out what was going on.
The water suddenly turned dark and shot into the air like a geyser, nearly soaking him in the process. he stepped backward, startled by this weird reaction. The cauldron never did anything like this before when he used his magic, what in the world was going on?!
Suddenly the interior of his burial chamber went pitch black, as a strange wind came up and blew out all the torches.
Just as the lights went out there was another flash of light that came from the cauldron and in that white appeared a large black shape that took on the form of a large sinister looking raven. The raven let out a loud screech that cracked the vulture statue erected on the left side of the cauldron. When this happened mumm-Ra felt a pain in his chest and he grabbed at his chest, falling to his knees.
The raven crying again made him look up just as the shadowy bird started to fall apart, starting from the head and slowly moving down its body to the tail.
Then there was silence and the torches in the pyramid flickered back on, lighting up the burial chamber once more. Mumm-Ra sat there a moment, trying to figure out what had just happened, before he finally got slowly to his feet and walked cautiously back to the cauldron to have a look in the bubbling water.
Carefully resting his hands on rim of the large cauldron he leaned forward slightly to look into the it. What he saw made his eyes widen in surprise and confusion. Floating the the water was the prone body of a young girl with purple hair and gray skin. She wore a black leotard and a dark blue cape adorned her shoulders.
She looked like she was dead, or at least unconscious.
"What on Third Earth?" he exclaimed, startled. "Who is this girl and where did she come from?!"
He looked up at the statues of the ancient spirits of evil but they were silent and he realized he wasn't going to get an answer from them. If he wanted to find out who she was he would have to get the answer from the girl herself. But first he had to get her out of there and make sure she was still alive.
Bracing himself with one hand on the edge of the cauldron he leaned forward and reached out to grab the girl. His gnarled hand caught hold of the end of her cape and pulled on it, slowly reeling her in toward him. Once she was close enough to get a better hold of he grabbed her by the front of her cape and heaved her out of the water, setting her carefully on the floor and resting his head on her chest.
Her heart was beating, rather strong actually. She was alive.
Mumm-Ra sat back up and stared down at her unconscious form. Now that he was certain she was alive what was he going to do now? Should he try waking her up? He wasn't sure if that was a good idea. She might attack him if he did that.
Well the least he could do is move her some place instead of just letting her lay on the floor!
Kneeling down once more he put his arms under her body and slowly lifted her off the floor turning toward his sarcophagus and walked toward it. He wasn't going to put her inside it but he was going to set her near it. A stone alter came out of the floor and he gently set her there. At least he could keep a better eye on her there until she woke up.
In the meantime he would just have to try to figure out how she wound up popping out of his cauldron in such a disturbing manner. Turning from her he returned to the cauldron and looked inside, his mind trying to form answers. His cauldron had started acting funny the moment he'd finished verbalizing the spell to make the image clearer. He wondered how such a simple spell had caused such an odd reaction. This had never happened before.
He placed his hand on the edge of the cauldron and leaned forward to get a better look, placing his other hand on his chin in a thoughtful manner. He wondered if he might have accidentally messed up the spell and opened a portal to another dimension. Either that or...
He looked up at the statues of the ancient spirits of evil who were still utterly silent. "Was she the one you woke me up for?" he asked out loud. He looked over his shoulder back at the unconscious girl on the stone slab. "If so... why?"
He couldn't think of an answer but something told him he had better find out son because he was sure the Thundercats would somehow wind up finding out about this girl and would most likely come there to deal with it. He frowned, this wouldn't do. He had to make sure that didn't happen, because it would only be a major inconvenience.
With that in mind he quickly put a blinding spell on the interior of his pyramid which would prevent the thundercats from using the sword of omens to spy on him and find out why the sword and probably the cursed she-cat Cheetara were picking up on an evil entity.
Now that that was taken care of he could focus all his attention on finding out all he could about this girl and where she came from. That is when she finally regained consciousness which might take awhile so in the meantime he could just spend a few hours sleeping in his sarcophagus. If she woke up before he did she wouldn't be able to get out of there anyway.
That concluded, he went to his sarcophagus, climbed inside and fell asleep as the lid slowly slid over him.
In the Cat's Lair the Sword of Omen's had woken Lion-O in the middle of a deep sleep, however when he tried to use sight beyond sight to find out why it had woken him he discovered he could see nothing. Confused, he set the sword down, trying to make sense of the weapon's sudden blindness.
What in the world was happening? Something was preventing the sword from working which meant whatever it was the sword was trying to alert him about must be important. But what in the world was it?
Lion-O intended to find out and quickly got out of bed and exited his room, heading toward the control room of the large structure. If Cheetara was awake and on monitor duty he intended to speak with her, as her sixth sense powers might be able to help him but if she was sleeping he would have to wait until morning to talk to her.
Luckily for him the female Thundercats was indeed up and working at the monitor. When she heard Lion-O enter the room she turned around and asked. "You're up late." then she said after noticing the troubled look on his face. "Are you okay?"
The Lord of the Thundercats walked toward her. "I need to ask for your help," he told her and then explained what had woken him up and the strange blindness of the sword of omens.
"What do you think could be causing it?" he asked her after he finished explaining it to her.
"I am not sure," she responded, looking thoughtful. "But the other times the sword has acted up is when Mumm-Ra has done something."
"Mumm-Ra," Lion-O said. "I should have known. What could that mummy be up to now?" He looked at Cheetara and asked him. "Have you felt anything tonight? I mean has your sixth sense picked up on anything?"
"I don't think-" but just then an image flashed in her mind. A large shadow in the shape of a Raven. Moaning, she grabbed the sides of her head and leaned over in pain.
"Cheetara!" he exclaimed, leaning over her worriedly. "Are you all right? What is it?"
"I..." her eyes widened. "I see something..."
"What are you seeing?" he asked, his eyes widening.
"It's..." suddenly the images stopped and she nearly fell out of her chair. Luckily Lion-O was there to prevent that. Her eyes popped open and she stared right at him. "It looked like a raven!"
"A raven?" he asked, surprised by this piece of information. "What do you think it means?"
"I don't know," she said, rubbing her temples as he helped her sit upright. "It could mean anything. "
"It sounds to me like Mumm-Ra is dabbling in some kind of new dark magic," Lion-O stated. He let go of her shoulders and stood up. "We need to stop him before he tries anything." he helped the cheetah Thundercat to her feet. "Come on."
Cheetara followed him, though she had to ask. "What do you plan on having just the two of us do? Shouldn't we wake the others?"
"We don't have time," he told her. "If we woke the others we would just be letting Mumm-Ra use more of his dark magic which could only make him a bigger threat."
By then the two had reached the entrance of the lair but took a detour as Lion-O headed to the one "paw" of the station to reach the Thunder Tank. He and Cheetera then climbed inside the machine and drove off in it. Their destination: Mummy-Ra's pyramid.
"Young lady," a raspy sounding voice penetrated Raven's consciousness. It was deep and foreign sounding. "Wake up now."
Raven groaned, slowly opening her eyes. A blurred face which quickly cleared up appeared in her vision. Once her eyes were clear enough she found herself staring into the shriveled blue-gray face of what looked like a mummy wearing a red cloak. Two ruby red eyes lit with a strange power rested in the eye sockets of that mummified face. It was actually pretty unsettling.
Raven gasped and sat up, putting an arm up as if to protect herself. "Who are you?!"
Those creepy red eyes remained focused on her face. "I think the proper question would be who are you," he replied in that deep raspy voice. "Seeing as you're the one who somehow wound up appearing in my home through my cauldron."
Raven's purple eyes widened and her expression became confused. "Wh-what are you-" and that was when she realized that she was in some kind of Egyptian burial chamber. Her eyes came to rest on a large cauldron resting in the center of it with four large statues erected on all four sides of it. Oddly enough she felt some kind of strange sinister presence emitting from those statues. "Wh-where in the world am I?"
Mumm-Ra figured he'd at least give her the courtesy of answering such a question. Doing so would help him get closer to find out who she was and where she came from. "Third Earth."
"Third Earth?" The look of utter confusion on her face said all he needed to know. Wherever she came from, Third Earth most likely didn't even exist. Which meant she was from a completely different dimension.
"What is Third Earth?" she questioned.
"Before I answer your question," the mummy said to her. "I need you to answer some of my questions first."
She looked at him. "What do you want to ask me?"
The mummy met her eyes, his red ones locking with her violet ones. "Who are you and where did you come from would be a good start."
Raven fell silent, trying to collect her thoughts. She placed a hand on her forehead and grimaced. "I... I don't...I don't remember?" she said after a moment. "Everything's a blur, I don't know..."
"Do you even remember your name?" the mummy asked.
The girl's face took on a pained expression, as she tried to have any kind of recollection for a moment then looked at him. The only thing that seemed to be coming to mind was a dark room and a large red hand reaching out for her. "No, I don't remember anything."
The mummy's face fell and he sighed, turning away from her. "I guess it can't be helped," he muttered under his breath. He looked over his shoulder at her. "I guess I don't have any other choice. " There was a moment of silence as if he were considering something and making up his mind about it before he turned back around to face her. "What do you want to know?"
Well he'd already told her where she was but that was about the only thing she knew. She figured it would be a good idea to learn more about this undead mummy in the red cloak standing before her. "Why don't you start off by telling me your name?"
This has been an idea that has been floating through my head for awhile.