The man looked directly across the ocean to an enormous tower on an island along the bay, his long white locks cascading down his face, brushing lightly against his pale face and covering his silvery blue eyes. The emblem of an eerie purple dragon was embedded into his forehead, the eyes a dimming green. A tattered scarf was set delicately around his neck, covering his mouth and muffling the heavy breathing. He wore a long-sleeved white shirt that was tinged with black soot, as were the pants that reached his ankles. He wore rusty metal boots on his feet, and an equally rusty sword that was attached to his girdle, and a silver breastplate with a black 'M' carved into the center. The black 'M' was scraped by a large claw mark that dug deep into silver, ravaging the metallic protection aid. In the man's gloved hands sat an ivory book, its pages withered from days of travel and thousands of years of storage. The book's spine was lined with golden thread, and overlapped with a mahogany colored marking. Traces of the mahogany markings were found all over the book, including one lone page, which the man continuously turned to. It was a picture of a young girl, no older than sixteen, with deep violet hair and pale skin, with a gemstone right where her chakra would be. She wore a black long-sleeved leotard with a jeweled belt strapped around her waist, and a blue cloak was draped lightly around shoulders and fluttered in the breeze. The man ran his fingers over the girl's face and smiled to himself. "Soon, my sweet Raven, soon."

Meanwhile, in the enormous tower on the island, a young Azarathian sat in her room fingering lightly at the red 'S' symbol on her hand. She tucked a strand of purple hair behind her ears and let a faint sigh escape from her lips, and began to meditate. She crossed her legs and connected her thumb and her index finger, and began to chant softly. Her grey lips moved gracefully with those magic words, and nothing in the world could disturb her. Nothing…except that faint figure in the distant coming onto the island. Raven open her eyes and crawled over to her window to get a look at the figure, squinting to get a good view. Peering closer, she noticed it had long white hair and a metal breastplate, which the moonlight bounced off of, revealing an ivory book that he carried in his arms. Suddenly, the figure stopped, and looked directly into Raven's eyes, even though it was on the ground floor below. Raven's mouth fell open and shock, her body shuddering violently. "It can't be," she whispered in terror. "NO!"

Making a lunge for the door, Raven burst out into the hallway and ran down the hall to warn the others. Stinging hot tears of venomous hatred and horror threatened her eyelids as she ran, not stopping until a pair of strong arms caught her. "Raven, what's wrong?" a voice asked. The girl looked into the emerald eyes of Beast Boy and pointed at the door leading to the roof, clutching her chest because of being out of breath. "The roof?" he asked, walking to the door.

"No," Raven muttered, reaching her hand out after the changeling. He turned around to the enchantress behind him and took her hand, taking her with him to the rooftop. Her hand suddenly went numb and her legs turned to jelly, allowing him to pull her up the stairs. "Do not go up there," she whispered to Beast Boy, stopping in the middle of the staircase. Beast Boy looked at her with confusion. "Now what could be up there that you don't want me to see?" he asked, pulling her up the stairs. "He's back," Raven breathed, her voice raspy and strained. "Who's back?" the shape-shifter wondered, opening the roof door and pulling Raven out onto the roof. He looked back to the girl, whose eyes were wide and consumed in icy cold fear. "He is!" she shouted jabbing a finger at the figure climbing onto the roof. "I knew we'd meet again, Raven," hissed a fine British voice. Beast Boy whipped around and looked in shock as the figure stood, stepping into the moonlight. His silvery eyes were locked in a demented gaze. The changeling backed up and moved in front of Raven to shield her. "Run, and get the others," he said in a low voice, turning to her. "Beast Boy, I cannot leave you out here with him a-" "RUN!" he shouted, shoving her into the staircase and slamming the door shut. Turning to the wizard, Beast Boy morphed into a green raptor and leapt at him, snapping his jaw shut. Malchior dodged the attack and slipped behind him with agility and expertise. "You honestly think you can beat me?" Malchior asked smoothly. "I know I can beat you," Beast Boy said, and morphed back into a human and thrust his fist at the wizard's face, who caught his fist and twisted his knuckles back at the last second.

Malchior drew back his own fist and rammed the changeling in the stomach, knocking him off his feet. His mouth twisting into a wicked smile, the wizard drew his sword and walked over to the shape-shifter, and lifted the blade into the air, bringing it down with all his force, when-

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Raven sprinted down the stairs and raced into the main room, her heart throbbing in her chest. "You guys!" she shouted. "Malchior! He's on the roof- Beast Boy, he's trying to stop him, not going to make it, we have to help him!"

"Titans! GO!" yelled Robin (I hate that catchphrase), as the others ran after him to the roof. Raven was the quickest to get up to the roof, and the outcome of the battle almost made her swoon.

"Oh my GOD! NO!" she screamed, clutching her hands to her chest and collapsing on her knees. In front of the titans, and three feet from Malchior's foot, Beast Boy lay unmoving, bloody, his corpse sprawled across the ground. "What the frick did you do to him, you monster?" Raven shouted, tears leaking down her cheeks. "He chose to fight me. He did this to himself," Malchior said heartlessly. Raven's body trembled in anger and depression, running up to the bloody corpse of the changeling, and embracing it in a hug. She didn't care that it was filthy and caked in crimson red blood. All she wanted to do was just stay there with Beast Boy's body and die…just like him. "Raven, come on. We have to take him to the cemetery," Cyborg said with a hint of grief in his voice. Raven unwillingly unlatched herself from the body, but not before feeling the faint thump against his chest. "Wait!" she croaked, putting her head to his chest. There was that thump again! "He's alive! He's-" "Um, please excuse my interruption Raven, but I need you to come with me, my dear," Malchior said, not even caring that Beast Boy was seemingly dead. Raven shot the wizard a piercing glare and cradled the changeling's head. "Get him inside," she said. "Get him the best treatment you can supply." "Raven, I really must speak with you," Malchior interrupted, walking up next to the titans. "You can wait you dmned son of a btch!" Raven screamed, the tears flowing more rapidly now. Starfire set her hand on Raven's shoulder and coaxed her inside, flashing a bitter scowl in Malchior's direction. All the titans walked inside, the guys carrying Beast Boy, and the girl's watching silently at the ordeal.

"He's in a coma," Cyborg declared, taking the stethoscope's end away from Beast Boy's heart. "He could be this way for a while. Any time from tomorrow morning to five years from now." "Five years?" Raven asked weakly, not taking her eyes off the changeling's face. She bit her lip to keep the tears down. So far she had broken the gamestation, destroyed all the light bulbs available, cracked three mirrors, and almost succeeded in breaking ten windows. Tough day.

"I'm afraid so, Rae," said Cyborg, setting a comforting hand on her shoulder. Raven wiped her eyes and stood up, walking out the door and towards the roof.

"Now what do you want?" she asked, turning to the evil wizard, who was looking out at the starry night. "Glad you finally decided to join me, Lady Raven," he said, turning to the Azarathian. "Don't you ever use my royal title," Raven hissed, clenching her teeth together in fury. "Oh, do you not like your title, Lady Raven? Or are you just trying to hide from the truth?" Malchior asked with a mischievous smirk. Raven narrowed her eyes. "What are you getting at?"

"Well, my dear, it has come to my attention that it has come time for you to choose a husband in order to keep your place at the throne," Malchior stated, putting his hands behind his back. "Well I'm not getting married. I have other relatives, let them take my place," Raven said stubbornly, crossing her arms. Malchior chuckled. "Raven, you fail to realize that it is not that simple. You may not want to get married, but your father does. And he contacted me about a week ago and gave me orders to bring you back to Azarath and marry you."

Raven through her hands up in the air. "Out of everyone he could have picked, he chooses you!" she shouted in frustration. "Actually, I have found that I am quite happy with marrying you, Lady Raven. You're the most beautiful girl ever seen, you're intelligent, and you're great with curses," Malchior complimented. The enchantress rolled her eyes. "And this is coming from the same guy who turned into a dragon and betrayed me," she said, walking towards the door. Malchior ran to his betrothed and grabbed her arm, pulling her up against his chest. "I am not a monster anymore. I am a human being," he said in a strained tone, practically begging for forgiveness. "You put my best friend into a coma. You call yourself a human being after all you've done?" she growled, peeling his hands off her shoulders and walking inside. Malchior bared his teeth and ran after Raven, grabbing her by the neck and pulling her towards him. "You will marry me, Lady Raven," he snarled. "You will make me king, and you will be my queen, or I will be forced to do something I really don't want to do." With that, Malchior pulled a gleaming dagger from his pocket (pretend he has pockets) and brought it dangerously close to her neck. "And I'll kill your team, too."

Raven's eyes widened in dread and nodded, tearing away from the man's grasp and running to the main room to reveal the startling news to her friends.

Well, that's the end of chapter one. I apologize that it was fairly short, but please review and tell me if you want another chapter!