Deliverance to Evil

Raven's p.o.v.

I jerked out of sleep. I heard a crash that only came from one thing. It was Cyborg's cannon. My memories hit me hard. I cringed as the chains dug deeper into my skin. Already irritated I cursed myself for moving.

Had to stay calm, had to make sure Slade didn't win.

I opened my eyes and looked toward the hole. In the dim light I could see the Titans. They were looking lost in the dark. I tried to keep myself placid as they bumbled through the dark. I wanted nothing else but to call out to them.

I moved around. The chains jinked catching their attention. I ignored the fierceness of metal on my skin. They needed to get out. They needed to save themselves. I didn't really matter that much.

It was too late. They have moved away from the light venturing toward me. I heard Slade's laugh. It started soft and grew until it rang throughout the empty place. I had just noticed the TVs had been shut off.

The darkness was chased away as they flickered to life. Humming now filled the silence. It just made everyone more edgy. The Titans had backed up toward the light. None of them looked my way.

I wished they would just escape and leave me. All eyes watched the darkness. Robin stepped forward. It was the first time I focused on him. He stood tall, tenseness clearly seen in his walk.

He called out to Slade, his voice full of anger. It worked, the demon of a man stepped into the light.

Amusement was clearly written on his face. It sickened me further. I felt my anger swell and release.

Focusing myself I jerked back hard on the chains recalling my emotions. Very little of my telekinetic power was absorbed. My ankles and wrists burned. I could feel them deeper now. Most likely drawing blood.

Robin asked for me. Slade smiled and everyone turned to focus on me. The corner of my containment lit up. I moved only a millimeter back. No emotions, I coached myself.

Azarath…Metrion…

My thoughts became lost. Looking up I had caught Robin's eyes. It was the worst and the best thing of the situation. He looked so angry, so worried, his eyes begged to go to me. I felt myself breaking inside, no matter what the guard Robin always broke it.

I kept my face plaid. My eyes watched his. I tried to place words in my look. Begging him to leave. Stay where he was. Run. All at the same time.

I couldn't hear or feel anything at the moment. Everything dissolved. I was aware of Slade speaking but I couldn't catch the words.

Then everything began to speed up. Slade laughed and the other Titan's disappeared. Robin had turned around to find no one behind him. He looked horrified. I looked around to try and find their containment.

"Now, if you both will direct your attention to this side," Slade pressed another button on his arm. The opposite wall of me lit up. The wall that held my energy in that pink bubble.

I nearly lost all control on my emotions. Along side the container were the other three Titans, unconscious. Slumped over sloppily they were all wearing collars. Slade's colors glimmered across the room from the collars; they were directly hooked to the pink bubble.

Stumbling over myself in my head I pulled everything back. I glared at the black energy that traveled across the ceiling. Out of reach, adding to their premature demise.

Their horrified expressions made me want to break. Muscles were strained on their features like they had seen some great evil. Idly I wondered what it had been. I pitied them. I regretted it all. I pulled against my chains. I wasn't feeling the pain. I needed to get out.

I had joined the team. I had sealed their fate. I could feel a little trickle fall down my inner arm. Robin looked back at the noise I had been making. He too had been looking at the Titans, yet to learn of the real danger. I saw him eye the blood on me.

"So are we ready to hear my plot? Or do you want to begin senseless fighting without knowing what you're really loosing?" Slade was smiling too widely now. It sent his face into the realm of the psychotic.

Robin didn't answer. He turned back to Slade. His back was to me now, expression unreadable. His Bo staff tapped the ground next to him. Slade took it as a sign to continue.

"We started off simply enough with Jinx and Raven. Raven was hit with a spell to send an emotion over reacting. It was sent to act on the one bothering her most at the time. This worked more for my benefit, because as it seems her most active emotion was an adoration for you."

I hung my head pulling down on my chains. I could feel a quick look my way. I couldn't raise my eyes to that. How could I without giving up too much energy? It was all true anyway, no matter what I tried in the end my emotions betrayed my mind.

"So I kidnapped her. Knowing eventually you'd all come for her. Now here's what I find as the most ironically good parts! Her chains there will absorb her powers and transfer them directly to that bubble." He pointed to the pink orb.

I wondered where Jinx was.

"When I kill you, her emotions will be released, that power being used to kill the rest of her friends. And I will finally have destroyed you Titan's. Are we ready to die now?"

He still stood tall. I cursed under my breath. He had spoken the whole time like it was no big deal. Like we were idiots for now knowing all along.

Azarath Metrion Zinthos. I coached. I closed my eyes a few seconds. It wasn't like this really mattered. Slade was planning on winning.

Robin's death would be too much for me.

I pulled harder on the chains that bound my wrist. They had stopped bleeding but now the metal dug deep. I made a small grimace in pain that alerted Slade's attention.

"Don't go off bleeding to death now," He threw casually. The idea struck me. If I did he couldn't use me, my powers.

I pulled harder on them. I snapped my eyes shut feeding the pain.

"Raven," Robin's voice called to me. My eyes whirled open. He had taken a step towards me.

"Don't," I warned him coldly. Too bad my voice came out muffled because of the bond. He had probably guessed what I said anyway.

"If you do I will," He looked completely serious. Robin had taken almost all of his guard down watching me. I frowned deeply. I stopped pulling on the chains. He was a stubborn one.

Robin turned away once again to face the now bored Slade.

"Finally, you can have your lovers squabble later when you're both dying."

I heard an enraged call from Robin. Then as always everything sprang to action. Robin's boots bounded off the floor tightly as he ran toward Slade. Slade kicked back pulling off a flip.

Thoughts kept mixing through my head. I was sure if I tried to hurt myself further Robin would call it quits. He'd just walk over to try and save me, then game over for Robin.

He'd do it for any team member, my conscious reminded me.

I looked around the room. I was attempting to not watch the fight. Each time Slade landed a blow I would cringe and a small blip of onyx colored energy got out. I was better off just hearing the crashes and hits, hoping Robin was winning.

I watched the others across the room. They hadn't changed. They didn't even look alive, but they had to be for bait.

Star, Beast Boy, Cyborg. I had always blown them off. Taken them for granted.

I snapped myself in shape. This was no time to loose focus.

Where was Jinx? The question became more demanding. That bubble had to be hers. Didn't she need to concentrate to keep that up?

I squinted into the dark across the room. Behind the bubble a thin shadow moved. It was like a leftover piece of hope just out of reach. That just had to be Jinx.

Now all we needed was a distraction right?