This idea came upon me one night and I really am quite eager to make a go of it. It seems pretty unique; I assume no one else has yet tried it. I hope you all enjoy the first chapter (:

(I've never read the comics, this is my own adaptation – it is, after all on the movie section and not the comic section)

Poison to the Eye

The all too familiar sound of the alarm clock heavily made itself known to the sleeping body within the bed. An arm lifted free of the covers, sneaked over in an unguided fashion towards the bedside table and clamped down upon vibrating round clock. The clock fell backwards and landed with a slight smack on the wood of the table, the hand flat against it, pressing it down. The 'ringing' stopped however, and the hand made its way back inside the warm bed and remained still. A few moments silence descended upon the room until the door burst open and a woman bustled in. By the way she was dressed it appeared she was getting ready for work. For a buttoned up white blouse was worn, with a pair of grey pin stripe trousers. It wasn't a complete tidy appearance however, the sleeves of the shirt were currently rolled up elbows, and the neck still opened, collar stuck at odd angles.

"Raven!" cried the woman, stomping over to the curtained windows in her slippers, yanking the material open to let head-splittingly bright sunshine pour in over the bed of the still hidden body. The room was blessed with the sunlight, all objects radiating reflection from the glorious day. The room was fairly tidy. It was a simple square room, a bed sat on one wall, the opened door opposite. The window sat on the right of the bed, beneath it a desk and computer, the wooden surface currently lost between scattered schoolbooks and papers. On the other side of the room, on the opposite wall was a bookcase and a large wardrobe. It was a fairly simple room of any teenager, kept well clean, and reasonably tidy (apart from the infestation to the child's desk.) The figure in the bed had yet to surface.

"Raven!" repeated the woman, her eyes blazing behind her rimless glasses. She ran a hand through her currently unstyled hair agitatedly; the simple movement sent each strand glistening in their beautiful ebony shade. The response to the woman's call was nothing more than an incoherent grunting, possibly a heavily disguised swearword at the rudeness of being woken from one's slumber. But the bed's warmth was going to be instantly lost for hands clasped the bed duvet and the covers were stripped back to the inhabitant's knees. That worked.

"Oh God.." moaned the dishevelled figure as she sat up from her bed, eyes being rubbed at blearily before they squinted over to her mother.

"Gemma! Kettle's boiled!" came a voice from downstairs.

"Alright!" replied the woman who was now stood at the foot of Raven's bed, "Come on Raven, holiday's over now. Back to school you go! Last year there too, you need to do well."

An unhappy nod came from Raven and she pushed herself off the bed, a hand reaching out to upright her alarm clock, "I know," she murmured, finally standing and stretching widely, "Alright.." she said after a long yawn.

"Good girl," praised her mother, patting her shoulder affectionately, "Want some toast?" As Raven was about to dismiss it, Gemma cut in, "You need energy." Raven nodded, it was easier to accept, "Be down before 8.30," reminded her mother until she disappeared and the bedroom door was closed.

A few sleepy steps were taken before Raven paused to let another yawn burst free. She stumbled out of her room and out onto the landing to see the bathroom door shut. Frowning she headed up to it, rapping her knuckles on the woodwork, "Who's in there?" she murmured heavily.

"Me," came the unhelpful reply. But Raven recognised the tone. It was her cousin. He was staying over for a few days as a rest stop before he headed on into New York. He was a good few years older than her but adopted an immature behaviour at times. Raven folded her arms and scowled at the door, "Peter! I need to have a shower, it's my first day back, I can't go stinking!"

"You had a shower yesterday!" came a shout above the running shower water.

"So?"

"So it's my turn!"

Another scowl was aimed at the white door before Raven turned and trudged back into her bedroom, slamming her door for good measure. Ok, great, the bathroom was being hogged up. She sighed, moving over to her bedroom mirror. She'd have to wash her face after he'd done. Damn him. She peered in at the reflection offered, prodding and poking her face for a few minutes to try and liven the miserable expression currently plastered there. School was bad for your health, she decided firmly as she watched her reflection. Raven let out another sigh as she turned from the mirror, proceeding to strip herself free of her pyjamas and into her clothing pieces for the day.

Once dressed Raven quickly hurried out of her room, grabbing her backpack and stomping down the stairs quickly, hurtling around the banister pole and into the kitchen. Her mother surveyed her above a cup of coffee, she was now fully dressed and much fresher faced "You're late," she informed spectacularly.

"I couldn't find my books," Raven too notified as she sat down at the kitchen table.

"I told you to get them together last night so you wouldn't be looking for them," her mother reminded with a nod.

Raven grabbed a piece of toast from the plate and rammed it into her mouth, "I know," she muffled as she ate. Her mother frowned disapprovingly as her daughter spoke; bits of faint crumbs spilling down her front. She was about to lecture her on manners before was cut in first as Peter dashed into the kitchen.

"Good morn – "her father began jovially to Peter.

"Hey, gotta dash. Cheers." He hurriedly interrupted, snatching Raven's second slice of toast with a cry of protest from her and raced out of the kitchen and out of the front door, his arms trying madly to hurry into his sleeves of his jacket.

Gemma raised a brow as the door shut, "Wonder what he's after now,"

"No doubt we'll find out tonight. Probably worked up a new scheme to make millions," Raven's father chuckled.

Gemma eyed him with a faint grin, "Oh, Evan, stop it," she scolded playfully.

Raven rolled her eyes faintly, finishing her current piece of toast and lifting from the seat, "Gotta go myself," she said, hitching her bag over a shoulder.

Gemma looked back to her, "Alright darling, have a good day."

"See you princess," her father grinned, taking a seat at the table.

Raven grinned at them both, just about to turn out when her mother quickly said, "Raven, neaten your hair." Raven paused in the doorway, sighed and grabbed her hairbrush from her bag, hurrying over to the hallway mirror and quickly straightening her parting and ultimately tidying her black hair. The brush was replaced in her school bag, "Done!" she called, pulling her shirt down a little over the top of her jeans. She quickly slipped her feet into her trainers, pulling open the front door and hopping on down the steps before she walked on down her drive and out onto the road.

The sunshine that had blasted into her room that morning was only a taster of what the weather was outdoors. The sky was a perfect clear blue, not a cloud in sight. The sun blazed down upon the small suburb, set on the outskirts of New York. Raven titled her head skywards to view the glorious sky, it was long before a voice entered her thoughts.

"Day dreamin'?"

Raven quickly looked back to earth seeing one of her friends waiting at the end of the road. It was Cassandra, but she preferred Cass, but almost definitely not Cassie. She easily got wound up when the name was used. Cass personally didn't like it, though Raven didn't see a problem with it. Once Raven stopped beside her she smirked at her friend, "No," she insisted, "Just looking at the sky."

"You're weird sometimes," informed Cass with a wide grin as she set off walking beside Raven.

Raven raised an eyebrow looking back to her, "I know," she said with a smirk.

You should all know who this Raven is (I hope you do anyway!) do you like it? i'm trying to start it off with an insight to her currently normal and happy life.