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Sorry this took so long to finish, I had the Flu =/

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Unbreakable Promises

Chapter 6: The Eyes

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Once the doors to the infirmary slid closed, Malchior raised his arms and he and Raven were engulfed in red energy. They were teleported to huge, dome shaped cave. The air was hot, as though there was a fire burning, and it made Raven's skin uncomfortably hot. In the center of the room was a large stone ceremonial table. At the head of the table was an altar that was surrounded by lit black candles with a large burgundy book on it. To the right of the altar was a small stand with a dagger, a goblet, and a bottle that looked like red wine. Raven looked up towards the top of the cave and gasped in horror. Hovering in the air was a huge set of four crimson eyes surrounded in flames.

"What are you planning?" Raven breathed.

"I am not planning a thing, my dear," Malchior began, staring up at the eyes in admiration, "I am but humble servant."

"What does he want?"

"What he's always wanted: for the pathetic, insolent inhabitants of this planet to fall under his power. To show the universe that they dare not cross him, for if they do he will have them begging for mercy, crawling on their hands and knees like beasts praying to their gods not allow the torture and agony that The All Powerful One swears to unleash upon them. His eyes remained, even though you banished him to the Underworld where he forced to live among mediocre creatures. The eyes see all and show us what The All Powerful One wishes. He came to me while I was rotting away in your book and told me what I needed to do. I have fulfilled his wishes… and now it's your turn."

"I won't help you," Raven snarled.

"You have no choice; you've already sworn to what I say. And I say that together we will free your father and watch him conquer," Malchior said.

"When did you become another of his minions?" Raven spat, causing Malchior to chuckle.

"My dear, anyone with half of a brain would devote themselves Him," he said. Raven started coughing violently for a few moments. She looked at the hand that she used to cover her mouth and saw that it was splattered with blood.

"What happened to your nose?" Malchior asked.

"What do mean 'what happened to my nose'?" Raven asked bringing her hand to her nose. She felt a warm wetness and looked at her fingers to see that they were soaked with blood.

"What's happening?" Raven asked frantically. She started coughing again and gasping for air. She fell to her knees and vomited blood. Her body began convulsing as she vomited again. Malchior looked up at the Eyes and saw Cyborg giving Raven's unconscious body a blood transfusion.

"Idiots!" he shouted. Raven's demonic blood was rejecting the human blood that Cyborg gave her and, if Malchior didn't act quickly, Raven's body would empty itself of all blood, trying to decontaminate itself until she dies from massive blood loss and everything that he was working to do would be ruined. He needed her alive if Trigon's plans were to be successful. Malchior looked up to the eyes once more, searching for a solution, but they gave him none. He would just have to continue with the ceremony. Using his magic, he lifted Raven into the air and placed her on top of the stone table, her body shuddering violently. Malchior then walked over to the altar and read the incantation written in the book upon it. Raven's body glowed black and rose up above the table. Streams of black light were emanating from her eyes and mouth, spiraling in every direction. A gut wrenching scream tore throughout Raven's body before she exploded into a huge ball of dark energy, red and black swirling within it.

"At last!" a booming voice erupted from the sphere. Trigon stepped out of it and looked down at Malchior.

"You have done well, my servant," he said, basking in his glory.

"Thank you, master," Malchior said with a bow. Then, the ball of light slowly dissipated and Raven fell limp back onto the table, blood streaming from her mouth. Without a word, Trigon reached down and picked up the knife on the altar and pricked his finger with it. Next, he grabbed the goblet and allowed some of his blood to drop into it. He picked up Raven in his other hand and placed the goblet at her lips. Once the cup was empty, Trigon placed Raven back upon the table and tossed the goblet aside.

"What are you doing, master?" Malchior asked uncertainly.

"My daughter only needed more demonic blood; I have given her just that."

"But why save her? Won't she try to stop us- I mean you?"

"My blood is so strong and powerful, that once it is put into another being there are two possible outcomes: If put into a human, or lesser demon, then the same thing would happen that happened to Raven when she was given human blood. Or, it would give me the power to have complete and utter control over the being's every action. Now, I am more a part of her than ever and she will no longer be capable of resisting my influence. There is nothing she can do, other than obey my every wish," Trigon explained.

Raven's eyes then slid open and looked down at her blood-soaked frame.

"How am I…No!" she exclaimed as her eyes fell on Trigon.

"What have you done!?" she shrieked at Malchior, who smirked maniacally back at her.

"We have made the first step to world domination, my dear, and you are going to help us with the rest," Trigon stated.

"I will never help you!" Raven spat.

"Silly little girl, you have no choice," Trigon sniggered.

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