Yep, another new story. This one I actually like though, so updates may actually be added. Don't expect anything though.

Anyway, this takes place after The End, could take place after season five, but I doubt I'll mention anything about season five anyway.

Enjoy, and reviewing is always nice too, but optional, none the less.

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The fire rises up and climbs the curtain. It is starting to catch the roof. If it succeeds in doing that then the whole ceiling may collapse, which would make everything from the upper floor fall. I throw out my hand and a black shield forms around the fire. It slowly starts to dwindle as it suffocates.

I sigh. Ever since Slade had appeared I am always more cautious around fire. Even after He was gone, I always felt unsafe around fire. I had never been scared of fire before, and maybe that's because I was keeping my emotions in check more.

Now that He is gone I feel looser, like I can let a few things slip. Fear of fire is one of those things. I don't let myself be scared of anything else, and I try not to let myself be scared of fire, but no matter what I tell myself I always feel my stomach turning and churning.

I strengthen the bubble of dark energy that's around me. It's what keeps the smoke from getting to me. It keeps the fresh air in, and the smoke out. I can only stay in it for so long though before it starts to run out though, which is actually a long while. It usually lasts around an hour and forty-five minutes to two hours.

Never doubt the magic of Azar.

I gently float out of what I think would have been the living room and into another room off to the side. It's a little kid's bedroom, and I can sense a life form, but her heart is beating really fast. She's probably scared. I can tell whether it's a girl or a boy, just like I can tell she's probably about six.

I feel a vibe coming from the closet and I open the door. A little girl in a probably spring blue dress, with black hair and semi-dark skin, stares at me with wide eyes.

She seems to be terrified of me, and I guess with the outfit, the pale skin, and the black energy floating around me she has a reason to be. Plus, with all the fire, it's not exactly the best image. I probably look like a sorceress while floating here in the fire, and in a sense, I am. Only, I didn't summon the fire.

"It's okay," I say while extending out my hand, "I'm here to help you out of here." I let my hand phase through the bubble. She cringes away.

I don't want to have to force her to come out, because then she will probably put up a fuss, but in the end I have to and a black bubble of energy forms around her.

She starts to scream, but the fire cuts out most of the sound. I grab her by the waist and hold her so that her head is on my shoulder. She doesn't shut up, but she clings tightly onto my neck.

"Ow! Ow, stop! I can't save you if you kill me!" I wheeze out.

She loosens her grip a bit and slowly quiets down.

"Now to get out of here."

I open up a black portal on the wall. It has a white aura, which seems to be pulled into the portal as white lines stream with black towards the centre. It's like a glowing black whirlpool.

The girl turns around and takes one look at it and screams.

I cringe this time, and I close the portal. We're still safe in the bubble, and there is still a lot of air left.

"Okay, we'll go out the hard way then," I say. I never used to care if kids got scared, but now it was a different story. My powers were more complete since Trigon had disappeared, which meant I could better sense other people's emotions, which in turn brought me closer to mine.

It wasn't really all that big a deal. I could just as safely get us out the other way, and I probably wouldn't loose an eardrum in the process.

I float out the door and head towards the window. A big wall of flames stands before me. The little girl tries to turn her head, but I lean my head against hers to keep her from doing so.

I turn around and head towards the doorway, and now the little girl sees the fire. A loud scream fills my ear. Great. I forgot about that.

I quickly open the door with my powers and float out into the hallway. There isn't any fire except for near the elevator. I levitate the other way towards the stairwell. I don't bother opening any of the doors to see if they have any windows I can go through. I figure the roof is the best bet.

I float up the levels to the roof and open the door. There's no visible fire, and I sigh a breath of relief. I set the girl down on the ground and my energy disappears. I kneel down in front of her.

"What's your name?" the little girl asks. I blink in surprise. We're on top of a burning building, she's crying and terrified, I'm trying to tell her what we are going to do, and here she is asking my name. Oh well, if it makes her stay quiet.

"I'm Raven." I say.

The girl just stands there and stares at me like she actually expects me to ask her what her name is. Her eyes star to water some more and her lip trembles. I decide to ask her before she starts to cry some more.

"Who are you?" I ask, trying to pull off a friendly, safe voice. It seems to work.

"I'm Nashwa."

"Okay, Nashwa, we're going to go down to the ground where your parents are probably waiting for you. So you don't get scared, I want you to close your eyes. When we get to the ground I'll tell you it's safe to open them. Okay?"

"Okay." She stares at me with small brown eyes that seem to be dancing with flames.

Flames.

I turn around and stare at the flames that are now on the roof and seem to be approaching us. I pick up Nashwa and walk over to the edge of the roof. "Close your eyes," I say, and levitate off of the roof. I can smell the smoke and when I turn around and look at the building the whole wall is covered in flames.

I look down below us and see that we are at least 20 stories above ground. I see a few red blocks on the ground that are probably fire trucks, but I don't see anything else.

I take a deep breath and prepare to lower myself to the ground when something makes me look at the apartment building's walls again.

The fire seems to be taking a shape, it seems to be moving away from certain parts of the building and grouping together with other parts. It seems to be taking an 'S' shape...

"No!"

"What's wrong, Raven?" comes a voice near my ear, but it doesn't seem like Nashwa's. It's deep, and it seems like the person is amused.

I hold Nashwa in front of me, an again I can see her eyes dancing with flames.

Only this time the flames seems to be burning her eyes, taking them over. It starts to spread and her flesh starts to melt. It starts to melt down to her shoulders and grey skull is starting to show. Grey skull with one red eye left.

It looks like Slade's old face. My hands start to shake. The fire on the wall seems to be approaching me. My own body seems to be glowing red. The body in my grasp is now a naked skeleton with bits of melted flesh and hair on it.

I drop the skeleton and watch as it falls downwards. I hear two deep laughs echoing on top of each other, both very familiar.

Then I start to fall too.