AN. Hello, guys. Now, this chapter was based on the comic book Raven rather than the cartoon show Raven. Now, those of you who've read the comic books know all the downsides Raven's powers have. If you haven't, well, you'll get an idea reading this chapter. Raven's empathy powers are much more powerful in the comic books than the show let us know, so I wanted to touch one particular problem she had after she was revived. As for Garfield, well, we start seeing what leadership does to him. Don't worry, the chapter still is mushy as hell because, well, because it's them and they are very mushy. At least in my fangirl mind.
Chapter 29. Cursed.
She'd always felt cursed. Cursed to live without joy, and have everyone around her live without it too. It was almost contradicting, how her demonic side could easily take the positive feelings all around her, sucking them in as if they fed her. An emotion vampire. What a proper term for her. Sometimes she'd felt it too, unaware of it until it'd been too late. How could anyone understand what that was like? To just enter a room and suddenly eat all the emotion that was in there. Cheerfulness, victory, fun, companionship, fulfillment, friendship, love, all sucked in and devoured without being aware of it until only loneliness was left. It was no wonder no one liked her around in Azarath. The titans tower had been very different in a way. Whenever her powers took control without her noticing, the cheerful emotions around her slowly degrading as she entered a room, Robin would send her a look, as if he knew it'd been her. At least her own feelings for the group made her try to be aware of it. As soon as she felt her powers taking over, sucking in what little peace the team members had, she would retire to her bedroom; try to meditate and control herself. But how could she? She didn't even notice when it happened most of the time. Her empathy powers were insatiable. So she stayed away from everyone, from the ones she loved, from her family. Curiously, there was always a bright aura in the place, with feelings so overwhelming she'd always found it difficult to control her powers around, so she tried her best to stay away, to push the presence away. That didn't work out. Just like a tempting meal, those feelings were addictive, her empathic powers feeding out of them constantly, without end, like a cornucopia of emotion. They'd become an addiction and such things were weaknesses, she'd told herself. Of course they were. Addictions became a necessity and, sooner or later, the source would end. But surprisingly, it didn't, not even when she'd started to feed from it. When she'd let herself go and feel fully and take everything she could. It was the sign of a pure heart, something so untainted and perfect and full of good that not even her demonic side could take over. So she fed from it, from that sweet, warm honey that spread all over her every time she was near the source. And what a finding it'd been. She often wondered if that was wrong of her. If letting herself be fed to such extent was evil, but so far, she hadn't found the bottom of that well. It seemed the more she took, the more there was for her to grab. It was as if, before that, all she could see was darkness and now there was only that bright light ahead of her, letting her know it was okay to let go.
"Rae?" The soft whisper made her flickering eyes open half way through and she smiled gently at the sight. No wonder she'd been dreaming about light and never ending love. "Good morning, babe." His breath smelled like fresh mint, meaning he'd already brushed his teeth for the morning. It made her smile.
"Good morning, Garfield." Her fiancée smiled down at her, gently moving her messy hair away from her face.
"You okay?" He asked, concern in his voice, "Slept well?" She raised an eyebrow, still looking sleepy.
"Yes. Why?" He sighed.
"You were talking in your sleep." He replied and she pursed her lips.
"Was I?" He moved to his side, using his hand to rest his chin and stared down at her.
"Yeah, you were saying my name." He smirked slightly at her, "Was it a kinky dream?" He asked, wiggling his eyebrows and she rolled her eyes, before placing an arm over her eyes to shield them from the sunrise. Again he'd opened the curtains! Ugh.
"You wish." He chuckled, moving to hug her and kissed her temple, making her move the arm slightly to peek at him.
"I do. That way I'd make all your dreams come true." At that, she reached behind her, grabbing her pillow and hitting him with it.
"Must you be so corny this early in the morning?" He laughed happily, removing the pillow she'd thrown at her and shrugged.
"What better time?" He asked, moving closer to smile down at her. "You always look your best in the morning." She turned to glare at him, with her messy hair and the deep shadows under her eyes, the at least two sizes too big for her shirt and the bad morning breath. Yes, he was full of crap.
"And I believe you're delusional." He laughed and moved to nuzzle her face.
"Maybe." And he kissed her forehead again, moving away from her and actually sitting on the bed, intending to get up, much to her surprise.
"Where're you going?" She raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you the one who says the day doesn't start until the sun is well on the sky?" He chuckled again and turned to smile at her.
"That's right. I just wanted to get an early start today." He shrugged, moving away from her and toward the cabinet, where she'd neatly folded their clean clothes. She'd have scolded him for the mess he was making, like most days, but the oddness of him waking up this early and wanting to, well, do anything still shocked her. She sat on the bed, using her arms to hold herself up and stared at him as he fumbled with his clothes. She watched as he pulled out some sweatpants and raised an eyebrow.
"Are you training?" She wondered, as he changed into them and he nodded once he pulled his undershirt off.
"Yeah." He said lightly. "I was just thinking-"
"Shocking." He glared at her playfully as she smirked and then started to talk again, as if she hadn't said anything.
"I was thinking that the kids are getting here in two days so I should-" He shrugged, instead of answering and went back to getting dressed. Raven moved, now fully sitting on the bed, her legs up as she rested her arms on her knees, staring at him as he changed. This was one of those moments that truly made her appreciate Garfield. He was always surprising her with these random moments of responsibility and leadership. It was a nice change from the immature jokester he was most days, although she wouldn't want to trade that either. If he acted a bit, just a tiniest bit, more like Nightwing, maybe things wouldn't be that bad for her children. "Enjoying the show?" He asked her with a smirk, making her blink in surprise, suddenly getting out of her thoughts and noticing she'd been staring at him the entire time. She blushed and looked away disgruntledly, making him chuckle. He walked up to her and kissed her temple again, making her look up at him. "You should go back to sleep." He suggested in a low voice, and she could feel his anxiety.
"Did I scream again?" She muttered, wondering if that'd been why he was so nervous, but he shook his head.
"No, you just moved a lot." He leaned closer, resting his forehead on hers, "And you moaned a lot." His anxious face turned into a smirk. "Maybe it WAS a kinky dream." She snorted and moved away to glare at him. Her expression made him chuckle. "Seriously though, you should go back to sleep. I'll probably be training for some time." He turned his neck, intending to crack it and winced at the stiff muscles. "I really let myself go." He complained and she smiled gently.
"I did warn you about wasting time." He snorted and leaned to kiss her forehead one more time.
"You loved it, don't deny it." He smiled at her before straightening up again and moving to leave the room.
"Wait." She called just as he opened the door and he turned with a smile, looking at her over his shoulder. "I'll come with." That surprised him. Even after getting together, they truly hadn't trained with each other for the longest time. In fact, he remembered Raven feeling angry with him for dodging every attack, and he was pretty sure this time it wouldn't be any different.
"You sure you're up for it?" He asked, smirking cockily and she rolled her eyes as she stood from the bed, moving to get some clothes of her own.
"In case you forgot, last time we sparred I won." He chuckled, crossing his arms and now it was his turn to stare at her as she changed.
"Only because you cheated." He said, although he knew that wasn't true. He sighed, leaning against the door frame as she entered the bathroom. "And that's not what I meant, Rae. I'm pretty sure you didn't sleep well. I wouldn't want to-" He struggled to find the words and she peeked out from the bathroom, her toothbrush inside her mouth.
"Wha-?" She asked and he shrugged.
"Hurt you." He said in a low voice and she glared at him, snorting around the toothbrush. She moved to get inside the bathroom again and he heard the water run.
"You wish." Came her voice from the bathroom and he sighed, knowing she'd take it personally.
"Hey, I know you can kick my butt any time you want." He said, still waiting for her, "All I'm saying is you were tossing about and clinging all night and I'm pretty sure you broke one of the light bulbs again. And not because you were feeling good." She left the bathroom to see one of the light bulbs on the roof was gone and she frowned up at it. "I just don't want you to be… tired, that's all." She turned to him and noticed the anxiety coming from him. He truly was worried about her, wasn't he? Well-
"You don't need to worry about me. I slept well enough." She said in her usual monotone, walking toward him, as she was ready to go. She moved past him and he grabbed her wrist, stopping her. She frowned, looking up at him. "What?" She asked, as if daring him to stop her, but he smiled and leaned down, kissing her gently.
"I wasn't going to let that fresh breath be wasted." He muttered and she blinked in surprise, blushing in embarrassment. He took her hand and pulled her in direction of the gym. "I'm just going to say-" He started again, halfway down the hall, and she raised an eyebrow, "Just because I don't want to hurt you but I also don't want you to get mad at me." She snorted, as she knew that wasn't the case. He loved making her mad. "I'm gonna go easy on you." And that last sentence was the proof of that. She glared up at him, although she wasn't so angry as to pull her hand away from his.
"You go easy on me?" she repeated the words in disbelief and he grinned down at her. At least that'd wake her up. "May I remind you that there hasn't been ONE fight against you where I haven't been victorious." She reminded him but he kept grinning.
"That's not true." He said with a shrug, his nonchalant attitude making her angrier. "I vaguely recall being able to hold you down while I was on beast mode." Beast mode. Her eyes narrowed. What a childish way of putting it.
"And I vaguely recall being unconscious at the time." He grinned down at her.
"Still." He insisted childishly, "I won." He dropped her hand, knowing she'd get mad and drop it herself anyway. And indeed, a couple of steps forward and he knew she'd gotten angry and he turned to grin at his fuming fiancée. Of course, she didn't look like it. Raven was standing there, passive, her eyes narrowed and fixed on him and her lips in a slight pout. Even if she didn't act out on her emotions, he knew her well enough to know his words had an impact.
"Alright." She said in an emotionless voice though he could sense the icy tone and his smile widened. "I was going to pull back and let you keep your dignity, but you leave me no choice." She walked past him, almost pushing him away and he chuckled to himself. She was so easy to work up. "I'm going to mop the gym with you." She turned to smirk at him over her shoulder and he grinned.
"Wouldn't have it any other way."
They reached the gym and he sent a grin at her as she started stretching. He almost laughed out loud. It was obvious Raven wasn't used to use her body in a fight. She was still as small and petite as ever. It was weird to see a super heroine as small as she was. Most girls he knew that wore 'the mask' were very built and strong, usually tall and physically intimidating, like Starfire. Even Zatanna, who like his fiancée used magic to fight, was much taller than Raven.
"So, no powers." He said lightly, cracking his fists as if he were to truly use them in a fight. She looked shocked for a moment, taken aback at his proposal. Of course she'd lose if they only sparred. He was much bigger than her, faster too. But her expression changed back to her usual emotionless state and she raised an eyebrow.
"Fine." She said, stubborn as always and he grinned at her. The two made their way to the center, the place Robin had set so many years ago to spar. They rarely used it. They were more into fighting robots and avoiding shootings than the whole sparring thing. Well, apart from Robin but no one ever listened to him whenever he proposed friendly matches.
Garfield stood there, feeling cocky. It'd been years since he last sparred with her. Back then, he'd been a skinny, short boy who obviously had no way to beat the powerful and well trained Raven. Now it seemed the roles had reversed.
"Sure you're not tired?" He asked once again, as he noticed the dark circles under her eyes shifting under the light as she approached him. "You can still go back to bed and we can pretend this never happened." He knew she never rested well when she had nightmares and she truly wasn't a morning person, so he was still worried, but she huffed in response, placing herself in position, just like Robin had taught her so many years ago.
"Getting scared now?" She asked, obviously intending to provoke him, but it merely made him chuckle, and her smirk widened. "Too late, Garfield." He sighed and smiled. Of course. "Ready?" Well, he could always avoid her, just like he'd done those years ago. He knew it drove her mad but he couldn't bring himself to hurt her. Not that he could've back then. But now… He looked down at his hands, the sharp claws growing when he flexed his fingers. He knew one wrong move would slash her. And he knew what that was like, to forget about what damage he could make on her pale skin. He frowned at the memories when he had less control than now, his claws digging into her pale skin as they made love, watching her wince in pain instead of pleasure and having her push him away to heal herself. He knew she could take pain, he just didn't want to be the cause of it. And that was exactly what-
"HA!" He was suddenly on the floor, groaning in pain as he tried to stand up, rubbing his cheek and looking up at his cocky looking fiancée. She looked down at him with a smirk, her hands on her hips as he realized she'd started and he'd been kicked on the face… Hard.
"That was low." He complained, still rubbing his cheek and pouting at the girl. "You never said go!" She rolled her eyes.
"I'm not Robin." She said, moving again to hit him, and he managed to jump away from it, just barely, falling on his back as he did. He grunted at her, glaring and still pouting. She was cheating!
"I wasn't ready!" He complained childishly and she smirked again.
"Well, you should pay more attention!" She tried punching him this time, and he was glad, since she was slow with her arms and he managed to stand and move away in the process.
"You're taking this way too seriously." He said, as he ducked away from her leg.
"And you're not taking this seriously enough!" She replied back, turning to use her other leg. He managed to jump away again and she stopped suddenly, glaring at him and removing her hair from her face, as it was sticking to her skin. She seemed far too tired for what little time they'd been sparing. It only made him worry further.
"Maybe we should stop." He suggested, but that only made her angrier and he had to jump backwards to avoid her leg again.
"Maybe you should start fighting back." She replied in her usual cold voice and he sighed, moving away from her again.
"Why are you so set in winning?" He asked her, already getting annoyed that she wasn't listening. Not that she ever did.
"Because I CAN win." She said stubbornly, still moving and trying to get him, "And you don't think I can." He jumped away again, falling on all fours, very much like an animal and he straightened again, going in for mocked slaps. Mocked because he was being careful not to actually hit her.
"I know you're strong, Rae." He said as she ducked, just as he'd hoped she would. "Really?" She stopped suddenly, freezing on the spot and standing passively, and his hand stopped right next to her head, holding back from hurting her. She stood there, glaring at him, her eyes going from the hand next to her face and back to his eyes. He gulped as he realized this had been a ploy to show him she knew he was holding back. "You could've won there, Garfield." She muttered, still glaring and he dropped his hand to his side, looking away with a frown. "Why didn't you?"
"I don't want to hurt you." He muttered back and she let out a huff.
"I don't mind losing a fair fight." She said after a moment of glaring, "What I do mind is winning something I don't deserve." She took a step closer and he gulped, looking down at her angry expression. Even after all those years, Raven still managed to look intimidating when she was angry. "So I recommend you start taking me seriously." He gulped.
"Or what?" He asked with a slight smile, actually enjoying the fact that she could still make him gulp nervously. She was so pretty when she got angry…
"Or you can go back to your old room." She said and his eyes widened, suddenly losing his easygoing attitude.
"What?! You can't do that!" She raised an eyebrow, smirking slightly as she realized she hit jackpot.
"Try me." She moved away, getting into position again and he frowned at her. Fine. If she wanted to be difficult then she was going to deal with the consequences.
"You're on." He said, suddenly leaping toward her, hands stretched out and she gasped, barely dodging him, looking at him with wide eyes. She didn't know he could be this fast. She moved away again as he turned, his hand stretched out and she gasped, falling on her back as his nails grazed her skin. She panted, looking up at him. He had a serious expression on his face, one she'd never seen before. She bit her lip suddenly as a slight sting turned her attention to her arm. Looking down she noticed his nails had managed to break into the fabric of her shirt, tiny red lines forming on her skin. If he'd done it properly, he would've hurt her. She let out a breath, holding her arm as she healed herself, glaring up at him. "Had enough?" He asked in a serious tone and her eyes narrowed. Was he trying to show her how easy it'd be for him to beat her? Maybe she'd taken her threat too far. But she wasn't about to admit he could beat her. This was Garfield. In her mind, he was still the skinny, playful, whiny boy he'd been when they met and she wasn't about to give up on that idea. If he was going to be their leader, she had to stand beside him as an equal, not as part of the rest. So she stood, much to his displeasure, still holding her arm as her hand glowed with black energy.
"We haven't started yet." She said, taunting him back and he growled at her.
"You're not well, Raven." He insisted, "You can't win." She snorted again, slowly walking around him, and he turned as well, not willing to turn his back at her.
"We'll see about that." She jumped after that, her leg raised and he blocked her kick with the back of his arm, hissing at the pain. She fell to the ground standing, making a small sound of pain as she fell poorly on her ankle. She truly needed to train more. Robin would've scolded her if he saw that. She gasped as suddenly, her feet left the floor and she fell on her back. She blinked up at her fiancée panting and glaring at her from above. It took her an extra second to realize he'd used the same move she'd used on him last time she won a match against him. It hurt her pride. It hurt a lot.
"NOW are we done?" He asked in an annoyed tone, wanting to put an end to it and she glared at him.
"Not yet!" She said, the lights of the room flickering as she jumped to stand again, making him move away. He rolled his eyes at her. She was so stubborn. It was obvious she was tired and he couldn't bring himself to hurt her more than he already had. She moved in to attack again and he jumped away, turning on her, but she managed to hit his chin. "Is this how you're going to treat us in battle now?" She was telling him, but he kept glaring at her, using the back of his hand to rub the sore spot. "You can't fight every fight for us, Garfield." She was telling him and he snorted.
"Is that why you're being so stubborn?" He refuted back, avoiding her next kick. "Can't you teach me a lesson when you're feeling well?" She grunted as he grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her, managing to stop her.
"I AM well." She said between gritted teeth as his held on her tightened. The lights were flickering, proving she wasn't and he let out a tired breath.
"Really? Because the lights have been going crazy for some time now." He leaned to her ear and she shuddered as the puffs of breath sent a shiver down her back. Even now, he still managed to be enticing. "You can train when you're feeling well." He was telling her and she opened her eyes noticing just now she'd closed them.
"Robin was never this easy on me." She said and he growled into her ear.
"I'm NOT Robin!" He said in jealousy and, in his anger, his nails grew and dug into her skin. The next part happened in a flash. As pain hit her, her powers reacted to protect her, pushing him away from her. The push made his nails run through her arm and she moaned in pain and fell to the ground, holding her arm again. But as soon as she fell, her arm healed itself quickly and her eyes widened as she heard the thud of her fiancée falling on the ground. How had her powers reacted so fast? She turned slowly to him, her face passive but a rush of fear invading her. The room felt empty. The room never felt empty when he was around.
"Garfield?" She said in a low voice, but he was just sitting there, his back against the wall he'd been thrown against, his head hanging low.
"You win." He said in an emotionless voice and her eyes widened. No. It couldn't be. She turned to him, still kneeling and tried her best to feel something, anything, in the room. She felt nothing. She shook her head in panic. She couldn't have. He grunted as he tried to get up and she sighed. Pain, that was all she felt. Pain and emptiness. But the feeling of warm honey, the joy, his unmatched spirit, was gone. She'd eaten his emotions. She'd eaten his love for her. She shook her head, panic starting to rise and the lights in the room exploded all at once, making him groan. Annoyance. She felt annoyance from him now and she stood, taking a step closer to him.
"Garfield." She tried again, her tone begging him and he grunted in response.
"See? You're not fine." He said in the same annoyed tone, as if it was now the only thing he could feel.
"Please." She begged and that made him look up at her, and their eyes met. Her eyes widened as a rush of emotion suddenly hit her and she was suddenly covered with that warm honey again. She gasped, kneeling down as the emotion fluttered all around her and she let out a relieved breath as she leaned against the floor. The next she knew he had his arms around her, holding her against him and the feeling grew stronger.
"Raven?" He called for her, using his hand to gently turn her face toward him and she could feel how worried he was through his hand. "What's wrong?" He asked in his own panic, "Did I hurt you too bad? I didn't- Ah?" Her hand rose to gently caress his cheek and his eyes widened at her expression. She looked so relieved and her eyes so sad even though she was smiling.
"Thank Azar…" She whispered making him let out a breath and smile at her.
"What's wrong, babe?" He whispered at her, hugging her closer and she buried her face against his neck, under his chin.
"I thought I lost you." She whispered and he let out a small laugh.
"I'm a bit tougher than that, Rae." He said with mirth but she shook her head.
"Not like that." He raised an eyebrow, still hugging her and rubbing the arm he'd hurt. He knew his nails had been buried in her skin, but the slight caress told him she'd managed to heal herself. Good. It helped making him feel better. Her actions though, those made him curious and worried.
"Like what, then?" She turned to look up at him and he caressed the hair out of her face. She was sweating a lot, even though he'd barely broken a sweat during their work out. Though truth be told, that hadn't truly been sparring, had it? They'd been full on fighting. His hold on her tightened, not liking the thought. For someone so controlled, Raven sometimes let her emotions run her. He knew how passionate she could be when she allowed it, and he also knew her pride was her worse defect. Nonetheless, it didn't lessen the fact that he loved her. Which was why he was so worried by the way she was clinging to him. She so wasn't the clingy one in the relationship.
"Didn't you feel it?" She wondered, lightly caressing his cheek with one finger and he blinked in surprise.
"I didn't feel anything." He answered honestly and she sighed.
"Exactly." He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
"What?" She sighed, her arms surrounding his neck and pressing them closer, surprising him. She never acted like this, just like he'd never acted so seriously in training before. Maybe they were just growing up.
"I stole your feelings." She whispered and he moved away to look at her face.
"What?" He repeated the question, smiling in disbelief.
"I lost control and I-" He shook his head.
"No, I lost control, Rae. My powers-" She shook her head next.
"No… My powers-" She stopped talking when he smiled at her with mirth and she let out a breath. So it'd been both their powers. She sighed, smiling back gently.
"I'm sorry." She muttered and he leaned to kiss her forehead.
"I'm sorry too." She smiled and closed her eyes, enjoying his hug fully. They held each other in silence for a moment, cherishing that the other was okay. But he was curious about what she'd said.
"So, what?" He asked, looking down at her, "You stole my… what? Love for you?" She look down and nodded and he let out a snort. "Like that's possible." She frowned at him, although she couldn't bring herself to be mad at him, not right then.
"It's possible." She said in a low voice. "Whenever I let myself go in a room, I start sucking up this-" He was shaking his head, still smiling and she sighed, "What?"
"Rae… You'll tell me I'm corny or whatever but…" His smile widened and she stared at him, "Even if I stopped loving you for whatever reason," he gave a slight shrug, "I think I'd fall in love with you all over again." She stared at him with wide eyes as he smiled down at her. She raised a hand, pressing it against his cheek and smiled gently.
"You're so corny." She said and he laughed lightly. He leaned forward nuzzling the side of her face.
"We're a mess." He said lightly and she nodded.
"I agree with that." Again, they felt silent, enjoying each other's presence. Raven was still so shaken by the fact that she almost lost him that she was still clinging to him. Not that he minded. It was nice to know she was as protective of their relationship as he was.
"So…" He said after a while and she turned to look at him. "How about a shower?" She frowned.
"We're not training anymore?" She wondered and he shook his head.
"No, you're not training anymore." She rolled her eyes.
"Nope." He said, shaking his head. "I know I'm going to be a leader and need to push you from now on but," He sighed, "I'm really not a leader yet, not until the brats get here." He grinned at her huff, as he knew she disliked it when he referred to her kids as 'brats'. "Until then, I get to be me." He smiled gently, "And that me is worried sick about you. So please, just go take a shower and get back to bed?" She frowned and stared at him for a moment, as if considering it. It helped that he made that face she hated and loved at the same time, his ears down and his lower lip sticking out cutely, like a begging puppy.
"Fine." She said curtly and he grinned, "Under one condition." He raised an eyebrow and she smiled, "That you join me for that shower and for that nap." He grinned as he leaned down and kissed her gently.
"You're feeling guilty, aren't you?" She sighed against him.
"Very." And he chuckled against her lightly.
"Good." He said, "Because I'm going to milk it all I can, babe." She hit his shoulder lightly and he chuckled again, leaning down to kiss her once again, but then another thought occurred him. "You know, I kind of won that." He said and she moved away to glare at him.
"What?" She said between gritted teeth and he grinned at her as he realized he was once again getting under her skin.
"Well, we did say no powers." He said with a shrug, "And I totally had you, Rae." She glared at him.
"You did not." And his grin widened at her answer.
"Oh, I think I did." She huffed.
"You used your claws on me." She said, "That's using your powers too." He frowned, not liking being reminded of that.
"But I didn't transform." He replied childish and she pushed away.
"That doesn't matter. If you hadn't used that I'd have-" He stared at her with a smirk,
"What? Gotten out of my grip?" She blushed.
"Yes!" He almost chuckled and she fumed even more when she saw he was teasing her. "You want to go again? Because I can beat you." His eyes widened.
"No, no. I-" She was already getting up, and getting in position, still looking tired as hell. He cursed inwardly. Him and his big mouth. "What about that shower?" She snorted.
"After I beat you." He smirked.
"Not gonna happen, babe." She glared at him.
"Don't call me that." And she moved to kick him again, much more controlled than before.
And they started all over again. Yes, him and his big mouth.
AN. There you go, another mushy, random chapter before the kids get to the tower. After that, well, I've got to warn you there's going to be some drama. But I never write drama without some mush to go with it, so no worries. I still love these two.
I was wondering what's your take on their powers. I always liked that Raven's powers had so many downsides, making her overpowered self actually more human. You've got to admit, the power to influence hearts, control emotions, manipulate them, steal them even, add to that flying, teleporting, healing… and it goes on. That's a long list, but the downsides are as big as her powers are, so I think she's actually a well-balanced character. That and you get to see how much power it takes for her to do any of those things. Just to know her healing steals the pain, remember when she saves Garfield from that venom during the Zookeeper story? "You owe me Garfield." And I'm having a fangirl stroke again… excuse me.