Raven
Where...where am I? I open my eyes to see the room I'm staying in at the Wayne's'.
What happened?
I stand up and see myself in the mirror, able to see my injuries in the dark. I have a gash on my forehead that hurts, and a bunch of small scratches and bruises.
And possibly a concussion. My ankle also hurts. I guess I have to heal. Might as well just fix everything. I close my eyes and focus.
"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos," I murmur on repeat. When I open my eyes, I look normal. Good. I must've passed out or something. A knock on the door interrupts my thoughts. I stand and walk towards the door. When I open it, the lights in the hall make me squint.
"Hey, Raven. Where were you yesterday?" Dick asks, just as happy go lucky as ever.
"What? I was here," I mutter.
"No, you weren't. You left right after breakfast," he says.
"Wait, what day is it?" I ask. He looks at me weirdly.
"Uh, thursday. You coming down for breakfast?" Dick asks.
"Wait, it's thursday?"
"Yes. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, just...out of it," I lie.
How is it already thursday?
What did I do yesterday?
Why don't I remember it?
"Are you coming down? Constantine and Alfred are asking," he adds. I nod.
"Yeah, I'll be down in a few minutes," I say. He nods. I shut the door and change into my civilian clothing.
I see a note on the floor as I'm walking past my bed to the door. I pick it up and it reads: Memory loss. You did it. Don't ask why. Well, I know I wrote this, because this is very obviously my horrible handwriting. So, I know this wasn't an attack from someone else. And if I did it, I must've had a reason. Okay. So, I just need to act like I haven't forgotten anything while forgetting I forgot something.
That doesn't sound complicated at all.
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Half demon hero
FanfictionIn this alternate universe, when Azarath was destroyed Raven escaped her father when she was young. Constantine took her in and raised her. Now she's seventeen and at the Wayne Manor for the Justice League convention. Where she meets Damian Wayne. A...
