A Raven and Robin Story

I'll be honest with you, dear reader, this piece of work has no merit in it what-so-ever. It is in no way, shape, or form meant to be interpreted as a good story with a well, thought out plot. It's supposed to be reflective of the romance novels you pick up for 3.99 at Wal-Mart. Fun, silly, sexy, and benign. I thought I'd hop on the Teen Titans/Vampire bandwagon for the hell of it. Please enjoy… have a good laugh if you want. I think it's pretty funny.


There's no doubt that this will make me strong / Because it's the hardest thing I've ever done" – Honeythief, Halou

It was dark.

Actually, that was an understatement. It was beyond dark. Heavy clouds blocked what little light may have filtered from the stars on this moonless night. And a thick, soup-like fog weaved through and around trees and lampposts until you couldn't see five feet in front of you. It was impossible to tell what was hiding in the shadows, waiting for the Titans.

"Monsters?" Starfire turned and looked at the man next to her, fear shimmering in her eyes. She looked around, trying to see what was looking for them. Looking for what could possibly be stalking them. Nothing harmful seemed to be out there, but no one could see past the tree line to tell.

"That's what the alert was about. I think it's probably someone's idea of a bad crank call. I wouldn't worry, Star." Cyborg looked at the green cheetah next to him, barely visible in the fog. "Dude, BB, if it was you playing a practical joke, I swear I'll twist your limbs into so many knots, you won't be able to move for a week."

The cheetah growled and picked up speed, obviously insulted by Cyborg's comment. Starfire frowned up at her friend, and placed a hand on his arm. "Do not worry. I do not think Beast Boy would do such a thing, Cyborg, he loves the sleep cycles far more than any of us."

"That's true. I've never seen anyone who can sleep fourteen hours a day." Cyborg snorted as the cheetah stilled in his footsteps, looking back sheepishly at the two behind him before picking up speed again. Cyborg laughed, and then turned his face to the sky, looking for the girl who flew above them. "See anything from up there, Raven?"

"Fog. Lots and lots of fog. Occasionally, I see a tree." She sighed and dropped down to their level, following the feeble light Cyborg cast on the ground. "I don't know why Robin felt it was necessary for him to go ahead of us; I can't find him anywhere now."

"If it is the dreaded gornax we are tracking, I fear for Robin's safety. The gornax will take you prisoner and stuff you full of trasbar until your insides turn green and you explode!" Starfire grabbed Cyborg's arm and yanked. She looked up at him, eyes shimmering with fear again. "Please tell me that the gornax has not come to earth. If it is so, all of humanity is in trouble!"

"Er, I think we're safe, Star. I wouldn't worry about a gornax attack anytime soon." Cyborg looked over at Raven again, sighing. "This is stupid, wandering around in all this fog with no idea where we are going and where Robin is. Come on, Rae, can't you do your little Vulcan-mind-meld-thingy and find out what is going on?"

Raven raised an eyebrow, frowning at the analogy. She was not a Vulcan. "No. I make it a point not to go poking around in other people's heads unless it's completely imperative to their safety. When I fear for Robin's safety, I'll connect with him." Pause. "And don't call me a Vulcan."

Cyborg grumbled but said nothing more on the subject. The four of them wandered around for what felt like another hour before anyone spoke again, surprisingly is was Beast Boy. He turned back into a human and looked over at the dark girl. "Come on. We can't keep feeling around in the dark like this, Raven. Robin dropped his communicator some yards back and we've been walking around in circles looking for him. This is stupid. Please, do your Vulcan-mind-meld-thingy and find him before my toes freeze off!"

"Stop calling me a Vulcan." She grumbled, reluctantly tucking her legs under herself as she levitated above them. "I'm reminding you that this was not my idea. So, if Robin is angry I'm poking around in his memories, it's your fault." This was not something she approved of. Not only was it morally wrong, but establishing a direct mental bond was hard on her. Not only that, but it was hard on Robin as well. His mind wasn't wired for what she did, and it took a lot of effort on his part to keep the communication going. It just wasn't safe.

Raven took a deep breath and let it out slowly, erasing every distraction around her until she could connect with the higher plane. The world around her wasn't seen through eyes, but through her mind. She could feel the spirits of the lives around her. She heard Beast Boy's relief, Starfire's worry, Cyborg's confusion and curiosity. She felt the emotions of citizens in the city, their hatred, lust, passion, friendliness, and hurt. She felt the high of drug addicts, the low of alcoholics, the fear of cheating spouses.

But where was Robin?

Robin? She called out to him, her astral body whipping through buildings and houses, looking for him. She felt walls and plants and ground, looking for any indication of him. Any hint at where he was or had been. Nothing spoke. In fact, the spirits around her shied away when she questioned them. It was as if Robin's name was suddenly cursed. A sudden, dark spot of fear blossomed in her chest, and she began to worry for his safety. What could have happened? What was so terrible that Robin's name was feared? Robin? Where are you? It's me, Raven, I'm here to help… don't hide from me.

Raven? His voice sounded nervous, worried, hurt. Like an abused animal, hiding from the world. She could feel his trepidation as he tested their connection, looking for any signs of eavesdroppers. When he found nothing to be concerned about, he answered her call. Please, Raven, help me.

Help you? Raven was struggling to hold on to the connection, but her own emotions were getting the better of her. Everything inside her was telling her to cut the bond. What's wrong, Robin? What happened?

I need you.

The words were so plain and blunt that they struck more fear into her than any scream or cry of anguish could have. Raven felt herself nodding. Alright, I'll bring the others and we'll be there quickly. Just tell me where you are.

No! He cried, reaching out to stop her mind. Raven was surprised at the forcefulness. Robin had never sought to stop her in anything. The last time she touched his mind, he had barely been strong enough to allow her access to his memories. What could have happened to him? What could have given him such strong telepathic powers? No, not the others. Just you. I need you.

Raven's fear was threatening to cut their communication, but she managed to hold on with sheer resolve. She reached out and touched his mind again, looking for answers, but he blocked her exploration, which only gave her more questions. Me? What happened, Robin?

I was attacked.

By what?

A monster. He didn't elaborate anymore. Giving her a mental picture of his location, he cut their connection, sending Raven reeling back into her body.

Raven gasped for air and fell to the ground with a sickening "thud". Her friends looked down at her, confusion and shock blatant on their faces. She rubbed a hand over her head, feeling as if she'd just had the wind squeezed out of her. It was not a pleasant feeling to be torn from a connection like that, and it didn't do anything to help her troubled nerves. "He's safe." She lied up into the concerned expression of Starfire. Everyone around her let out a sigh of relief. "He's in the warehouse district over by Pier Nine."

"Then we shall fetch friend Robin!" Starfire took to the sky before anyone could begin to stop her.

Beast Boy shook his head and rolled his eyes. "Some one's got to follow her or she'll tear the whole district apart looking for him or the gornax." He quickly turned into a hawk and followed after her. Cyborg watched them for a moment before he bent down and pulled Raven to her feet. Feeling her trembling hands, he raised an eyebrow.

"You're lying, aren't you?"

Raven cringed under his heavy gaze. Cyborg always knew when she was hiding things. They had a unique brother/sister relationship that the others hadn't quite developed yet. She turned away from him, feeling sheepish. "I'm sorry. He made me promise not to tell anyone where he was." She blushed and forced herself to look into her friend's eyes. "He asked for me specifically. I don't know what happened, but Robin fears what the rest of you will think or do."

"Look, I'm not one to question Robin or his judgments." Cyborg sighed and shook his head. "If he asked for you, it must be something dark. Something we can't comprehend. I imagine Starfire would not be as understanding as you."

"That's what I feared as well." Raven frowned and started for the tree line, her face dark and expressionless. She paused in the shadows, looking back through the fog to where she imagined Cyborg was. "I don't know how long I'll be gone. Please keep Starfire and Beast Boy occupied until we return. I promise to contact you when I have more to tell."

"Send Robin my regards," Cyborg said, a hint of a smile in his voice. "Tell him that I'm here for him too, should he need me."

"He knows." Raven said nothing more and took to the shadows, looking for the small, abandoned hunting shack Robin showed her. The woods seemed to press around her until she felt like she was walking through a coffin. Every emotion in her was telling her to turn around, to head back to the sanctuary of the tower and wait until this whole thing passed. Her emotions stirred within her, screaming at her, trying to talk sense into her. But Raven wouldn't listen, Robin was far too important to toss away because of fear.

What could have happened to him? What could have attacked him that made him feel that no one would understand but Raven? She ran her fingers through her hair, grumbling under her breath. This was ridiculous. Robin shouldn't have to fear what the others thought. They were a family, granted it was a hodge-podge of a family, but they still had unbreakable bonds. Nothing was bad enough to make them fear him. Right?

Raven stopped in a small clearing and saw the dilapidated hunting shack. Half of the roof was missing, and it was leaning dangerously to the left. If it wasn't for the pine tree next to the wall, Raven was sure the thing would have come down years ago. She sighed and walked up to a hole where the door must have once been. Poking her head inside, she saw nothing out of the ordinary. She didn't even see Robin. "Hello? Robin?" Nothing. "Robin, I swear, if you sent me on a wild goose chase looking for you I'm going to send you into another dimension for a week."

Nothing. Raven sighed again and stepped into the shack, feeling the floor give slightly under the pressure. The place better not come down around her ears. "Robin?" Movement. She heard scratching in the far corner, followed by the sound of a body moving. Raven tried to reach out with her powers, but she was stopped by something else. Something stronger.

Her heart stilled. This was dark. "Robin?"

Before Raven even had a chance to realize what was happening, she felt two strong hands grab her wrists, shoving her against the wall. Her head knocked against an unusually sturdy beam, sending little black spots through her vision. She could feel a small ribbon of crimson spill from her skull. The cabin seemed to spin around her, and Raven looked up into a par of masked, dark eyes. They stared down at her, unrelenting and unforgiving. She frowned in response. "Robin?"

"Raven." He reached two fingers behind her head, touching the fresh, bleeding wound. He brought the few drops of blood to his lips, tasting it like a sommelier would taste a fine wine. Somewhere in the back of Raven's mind, she knew what was happening, what was going to happen. But she was powerless to stop it, and she wasn't even sure if she wanted to.

Without another word, the man grinned as if he had finally caught his prey. He exposed a set of glimmering white fangs, and then lowered his head and sank them into her neck.

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So, there it is. This story has been sitting on my computer for years, and I thought "Well, what the heck! Why not bring this out?" My inspiration comes from numerous sources like Christine Feehan, Gena Showalter, and Even Vampires Get the Blues. The biggest inspiration for this piece comes from my favorite band, Halou, and their song Honeythief. Also, I'm considering upping the rating, we'll see. Give me thoughts on that. I hope everyone enjoyed this, and if you did leave a review. I love feedback!

If you liked this, you should check out my other Teen Titans stories!