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Black blood stained her pale grey skin, reminding her of her flaws. Black like demons blood- not red, like humans were. Or her mother's.

The blood was black, full of sin and deceit. It was a demon's heritage. Every demon bleeds blackness and shadows, of sin and hatred. It was their nature. And it was her's as well. A mix. A blend. A hybrid. That's all she was. A freak of nature. She stood out from the rest, from Starfire's alien beauty-the long red hair, her dazzling eyes. She couldn't compare to that. Everyone knew that. 'Demon destroyer' she was declared by the humans she strived to protect.

Smooth, perfect cuts lurked upon her skin, everyone holding some sort of sin. Greed. Hatred. Destruction. She was a demon child through and through. It was always with her, her rage. She couldn't escape it. No matter how hard she chanted, forcing every emotion to fade away-just for a little while at least.

In one world she would be considered a princess. Perfect and deathly. In the other world, she was called a mistake. Full of flaws and doom. And here, she was just a Titan trying to pass life away.

Every cut she made was for a reason. She had to shut herself off to keep a barrier between her emotions. She had to feel cold in order not to cause any more pain than what was necessary. And she hated it. She wanted to be able to get mad, and to scream it out. She wanted to smile, and laugh at his jokes. She wanted to be at peace with herself. She wanted to be free, able to fear with no destruction. So cutting herself she was able to feel. She could feel pain, with no destruction. Rage was satisfied, and her emotions were muted. She could be in control.

So it was an endless cycle. She would heal her arms just before she passed out, and would be left with tiny, faint scars. No one ever really noticed-she was known for disappearing for hours-days even. It was enough time for her to allow her emotions to die down, and focus on what really mattered.

Like not destroying the world.

She felt guilt slowly eating her soul, taking a hold of her, strengthening her demon side. Her human nature was starting to die away, allowing her to become more aggressive, harder in fights. Everyone was getting worried now. She could hear them, whenever she paused by a door. Cyborg asked Robin if she was alright, and if Robin had found out yet. Beast Boy knocked on her daily-but never got anything other but silence. The only one, who never tried, was Starfire.

Burns that left scars that she lacked the ability to heal littered her skin. They mingled in with her cuts, proving to her that she did not belong. If an alien saw such a thing, an out sider to the human race, and accepted so grandly-why would a demon child be accepted, one that would destroy the world?

A/N: Sorry it's so short! I just finished my math exam, and now I'M WAITING for my friends to get their butts down to student services. I've been busy last night, and so, forgive me because it's small. I'm going to pick up this chapter where it left off, and it'll be called BURN. By the way, forgive me Star Fire fans, but she's gonna be an evil in this fic. I'm debating with pairing Raven off with either Robin or Beast Boy. What do you lovely guys think? (Or girls.)

So, RR!

RAVEN-TALENT