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shakespeareallanpoe · 6 months

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Thriller

🖤🍁🎃🖤 Happy halloween everyone!! 🖤🍁🎃🖤

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Word Count: 1,938

Warnings: None

Song: Thriller, by Michael Jackson

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It's close to midnight And something evil's lurking in the dark…

Raven smiled to herself from her spot inside peering through a decorated window. It was dark out and children’s parents were passing them LED candles to light their way as they got ready to enter their public school which had, for the night, been reincarnated as a haunted house. Little did they know the average teens who had volunteered to assist with Jump city’s first halloween haunted house event were the heroes that kept them safe every other day of the year. Over the coms Raven heard static and Damian, who had spared no effort in his immaculate portrayal of Hades, signaled he and his hound Titus, dressed as Cerberus, were in position and ready.

…You see a sight that almost stops your heart You try to scream But terror takes the sound before you make it…

Waiting just by the entrance for the first wave of excited kids, beast boy, with his green complexion making him a perfect Frankenstein, fired up his boom box and hit the fog machine nearby. As the group turned the corner into the main lobby to the audio sounds of crackling electricity, Raven could hear him dramatically shaking on his fake medical table against his “restrictive” bindings. Some of the kids exclaimed in a mix of fear and excitement at the show.

…You start to freeze As horror looks you right between the eyes You're paralyzed…

As the audio and probing white lights reached their peak, beast boy suddenly burst from his restraints on the table and began mumbling with arms outstretched. The kids were completely transfixed by the scene and Raven knew the shapeshifter was milking the performance for everything it was worth. Beast boy was the one who came up with the whole idea of a haunted house in the first place, and he had really made an effort these past weeks to make the house and it’s experience unforgettable.

…'Cause this is thriller, thriller night And no one's gonna save you from the beast about to strike You know it's thriller, thriller night You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight, yeah…

As according to his script, beast boy shambled to the chemistry table and picked up two beakers, dumping one inside the other in mock curiosity, before dramatically howling when the mixture exploded. Raven couldn’t see him from her angle in the cafeteria, but having to witness his seven- times- a- day rehearsal for the past five days, she knew he had set the beaker down and was desperately clutching at his eyes as if in pain, before he stopped and launched himself towards his audience with a roar, in a false attack which thoroughly thrilled and terrorized. Raven smiled at the startled screams- Garfield really was a natural dramatic. Almost as bad as Nightwing.

…You hear the door slam And realize there's nowhere left to run You feel the cold hand And wonder if you'll ever see the sun…

The kids eventually moved on after beast boy began stalling and subtly gesturing towards the next dark hall where the library door was creaking open and the next horror was waiting. They grasped their fake candles in excitement as they moved as a group onwards, hoping for something just as good. Little did they know Dick Grayson, resident theater kid and full time performer in everything he did- despite being a full grown man- was cooly waiting just beyond the door in authentic looking Shakespearian clothes and a fake skull in his hand.

… You close your eyes And hope that this is just imagination Girl, but all the while You hear a creature creepin' up behind You're out of time…

Striking a dramatic pose from behind the children after slamming the door, Nightwing launched into a passionate speech with his skull as if they were alone in the library, which had been beautifully redecorated to look like a graveyard. “Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rims at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.”

… 'Cause this is thriller, thriller night There ain't no second chance against the thing with forty eyes, girl Thriller, thriller night You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight…

For good measure, Nightwing continued his charade walking around the shelves of the library, quoting Shakespeare directly as he himself was the philosophical and melancholy prince Hamlet. The kids followed him transfixed as he “distractedly” led them through the foggy, lantern-lit makeshift graveyard and through the exit door where a paper-mâché handmade sculpture of a giant creature with at least forty eyes lay on the ground. Starfire had claimed once that creatures like these lived in the lowlands of her home planet, and when the decorations were being made, everyone insisted that she re-create the thing for the haunted house.

…Night creatures call And the dead start to walk in their masquerade There's no escaping the jaws of the alien this time This is the end of your life, ooh…

A red carpet and black rose petals lined the floor to the next hallway, which led to where Raven knew Kori and all her undead- masquerade- pumpkin- goddess self was waiting. When deciding on a costume the alien hadn’t been able to settle on only one, so naturally it was decided that she would be everything. Raven knew Starfire’s act involved waltzing alone and weeping for her lost lover who died in a fire oh so long ago before he could take her to the autumn festival’s masquerade. Beyond that, Raven wasn’t completely sure what the rest of the alien’s skit was in the corridors of the classroom hallway, but she knew the kids would love it.

… They're out to get you There's demons closin' in on every side They will possess you Unless you change that number on your dial…

The group was completely out of Raven’s range of hearing now, but she knew Superboy and Wondergirl were waiting as Beetlejuice and Lydia Deets with their demonic themed skit and their “Jump in the Line” choreography at the ready. Raven adjusted her Celtic witch outfit in wait for her turn, which would be after Jamie’s zombie skater boy routine. She knew she had a bit of time, given that the floor plan dictated that the first group would loop around to the cafeteria the long way to avoid the incoming group beast boy was currently performing for. She busied herself by fiddling with her cauldrons and waited with her lines on the tip of her tongue.

… Now is the time

For you and I to cuddle close together, yeah All through the night I'll save you from the terror on the screen I'll make you see…

Out of the corner of her eye she saw Damian, or rather Hades, looking for all the world like a proper king of hell atop of his dark throne. In preparing for halloween night, the two had worked together to make many of the spooky props while the others were busy with their own tasks. Raven had been impressed with his obvious artistic eye and skill, and while at first he seemed slightly defensive, she reminded him she was only impressed. Not assuming. They had shared a pleasantly soft moment together, and from that afternoon two days ago into halloween, Raven took the credit for all the more artistic works to save Damian from any required explanation in front of the team. Damian in return had silently painted a small watercolor of her and Titus playing a few hours before the team left for the haunted house that day. The painting was carefully hidden in her bookshelf now, but when he looked over and nodded at her from his room, Raven could feel the kind gesture in her heart as well.

… That this is thriller, thriller night 'Cause I can thrill you more than any ghoul would ever dare try Thriller, thriller night So let me hold you tight and share a killer, thriller Chiller, thriller here tonight…

Raven didn’t want to think about it, she didn’t even know why she was, but in the dark strobing red and black lights in his underworld room, Damian looked undeniably handsome and regal. Titus was laying at his feet like the faithful hound he was, and together they painted a picture of strength and power. Over the past years he had made incredible progress, and while neither ever pushed the other, the time they spent together was always welcome and comfortable and more often than not, revealed to the other more of who they were. Even in battle they shared a kind of thrill when it was only them, paired up against all the evil in the world and ready to take it on. That peace, that comfort which they both held with the other, it was a gentle constant that both Raven, and on some level perhaps Damian as well, knew was welcome. It was something they built together in the chaos of their lives, in the face of their absent childhood, who was long killed by their inheritance before they were born it seemed.

…'Cause this is thriller, thriller night Girl, I can thrill you more than any ghoul would ever dare try Thriller, thriller night So let me hold you tight and share a killer, thriller…

Raven could sense Titus’s impatience. He was still young and to be honest, probably hated his halloween costume almost as Damian did. Raven wasn’t there when Damian walked in on his brother and Kori outfitting his great dane for that night, but it was clear that Damian still took a firm stance in believing it to be animal cruelty. On hearing the kids approaching, Raven shook her thoughts from the boy on the throne and stood with her face lit against the fog and changing colors of her cauldron, speaking when the group entered the “witches cottage”:

“…Darkness falls across the land The midnight hour is close at hand Creatures crawl in search of blood To terrorize y'all's neighborhood …

…And whosoever shall be found Without the soul for getting down Must stand and face the hounds of hell And rot inside a corpse's shell…”

The group listening to her cryptic chant, which consisted of two pirates, one vampire, a fairy, a fluffy hedgehog onesie that might have a kid inside, and what Raven could only assume was the bee from the Cherrios box, to their credit gave her their full attention before Titus burst in. Damian came running after and tried to command his hellhound into obedience, but at the same time the children were excitedly shouting and chasing the puppy, resulting in the opposite effect. The result was a solid two minutes of pure, unfiltered chaos before Damian eventually scooped up Titus in his arms amongst the strewn decorations and halloween props. Shooting a glance at Raven and knowing the kids wouldn’t be calm enough to let her resume her chant, he elegantly finished the haunted house tour with all the grace of a god of the underworld:

“The foulest stench is in the air The funk of forty thousand years And grizzly ghouls from every tomb Are closing in to seal your doom…

…And though you fight to stay alive Your body starts to shiver For no mere mortal can resist The evil of the thriller.”

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xaphrin · 1 year

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Will you finish the vampire Damian fic?

Well, actually....

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Damian looked around the small diner, taking in the eclectic decor with a curious expression. Not that she blamed him, a hole-in-the-wall place like this probably wasn’t his usual fare. Raven smirked at him from behind her coffee cup, watching as his eyes darted from wall to wall, taking in the kitschy decor. Above the diner counter, there was a framed picture of the Virgin Mary hanging next to a picture of JFK, both of them staring condescendingly at the couple in the booth by the window. His lips twisted a little before he glanced back at her, obviously waiting for her to say something.

She took a long sip of coffee, letting him stew in silence and his own thoughts as a kind of half-punishment. There was something almost satisfying about watching him try to piece together her life since she’d left. It was a world he had been a part of for so long, and now he seemingly knew nothing about her. Damian was going to have to learn about who she was all over again, and he had no one to blame but himself.

"You look overwhelmed.”

"No, not really. I just never took you for a greasy diner person."

He finally looked back at her, and Raven watched as his features softened just a fraction. A muscle ticked in his jaw and he reached for his own coffee, taking a slow sip. Raven watched as bright, morning light slid over his verdant, green eyes. It was disgusting how beautiful he was, and she felt an old, familiar shiver slide down her spine. It was the same shiver she felt every time they had a moment alone together in the tower. Every half-smile he sent her, every soft-spoken affirmation, every casual touch - that fluttering shiver he gave her was still there after all those years.

And it frustrated her to no end. She wanted to be angry at him, and he deserved her ire after everything that had happened between them. But… seeing him again, hearing his low voice, watching the way he looked at her… it made her want to forget the things that happened all those years ago. She wanted to forgive him.

"So…"

She glanced at Damian and watched as the sun lit up his warm, olive skin. Her heart turned over and she took a small, calming breath, sipping on her coffee. “So?”

“What’s next?”

“Well, we’ll need to go to Bialyia first to get a few supplies, and then we’ll need to go to Markovia and track down your… ah, sire?” She shrugged and shook her head. “The spell is easy enough to cast, but we need to find whoever you fought and force their consent to allow you to turn you back. And you can’t… eat anything until we do that.”

Damian gave her a flat stare. “I wasn’t planning on it.”

“Based on how long we’ll be gone, it’s going to be pushing the limits of your strength of will.” Raven took another bite. “And… I’m going to need to reach out to Constantine.” The name tasted like bile in her mouth. “Unfortunately.”

“You don’t sound so happy about that.” Damian lifted an eyebrow. “You always complain about him, what is it between you two.” He glanced across the table at her, leveling a dark stare. “Another friend? One who stays over?”

“No!” Raven made a face and reeled back from him. “Gods, no. Constantine is not allowed in my apartment - ever. Our history is… complicated. He took me in for a bit after I left the tower, helped mentor me and control parts of my demon. But… now some people think that we work together, and…” She sighed, remembering that while Constantine was generally an asshole, he did have a heart and he had taken care of her. “He leaves scorched earth wherever he goes.”

“Ah… scorched earth. I get it.” Damian stared at her still. “I’ve heard, and not just from you.”

“That’s pretty common. Constantine wants to try to protect the world, but he’s adept at making bad decisions, and honestly he’s kind of a dick to everyone he meets, so I have to tread lightly wherever I go. I’m never sure who he’s pissed off… or who he’s slept with. I swear that man has an ex’s list a mile long.”

Damian chuckled and Raven realized how much she missed that sound. There was something musical about it - a slow rumble of notes that sounded like far-off thunder. Her heart ached as she remembered their time together at the tower, before things had gotten complicated. She remembered laying on the roof and looking at the stars. Part of her wondered if they would have been anything outside of friends, but now was not the time to question that.

Although, she wasn't sure exactly when the right time would be to question it. Maybe never.

The silence consumed them for a while. Raven could feel his thoughts start to spiral out of control, and she reached over and tapped the back of his hand with her own. He jerked and looked over at her, his eyes narrowing.

“What?”

“You’re lost in your own thoughts over there.”

“Just… thinking.”

“About?”

“You… actually. Thinking about what happened to you after the tower.” He was so blunt about it, that it made Raven look over at him, her eyes wide.

“You’re thinking about that? Now?”

“Yes.” Damian shifted, unsure of what to say next. “I’m wondering what your life was like, after the tower. What I should have done to prevent you from leaving.”

“I appreciate the sentiment, Damian, but I’m fine. Constantine took me in for a bit, and I tutored under him and a very reluctant Zatanna. After John drove me nuts for nearly two years I left, and then opened my shop. It’s all very cut and dry.”

“I should have… I should have been there for you.” Damian sighed as if defeated. “I should have listened better."

“You listened as well as you could at the time, and you’re here admitting to your mistakes. Baby steps, Damian. You don’t need leaps and bounds to heal what’s happened between us, just a little time and some patience.” Raven stared at him with a half-smile before glancing away. “But, I appreciate the sentiment.”

#damirae #vampire au #👉😎👉#surprise!#i was hoping to have it done by Halloween but uh...#here we are

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inverted-typo · 6 months

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Idk if this counts as halloween costume idea, but I can't stop thinking of your Mermaid Damirae^^

What would u think of Rae as a Cecaelia and Merman Dami?

I started this like a week ago on vacation and didn’t get a chance to finish it until now! I had so much fun with this and I am obsessed with the idea of Raven being a cecaelia 👏

Came up with a little concept that Damian is the Prince of the Shark Clan. Cecaelia are a rarer species who typically live more isolated lives due to their deep sea magic. Raven is a unique individual who chooses to live in the neighboring Shark kingdom, and uses her unique abilities to be a healer. Perhaps Damian is wounded severely in battle and she’s the only healer who can manage his injuries.

#my art #art #drawing #illustration #dc comics #teen titans #damirae #Damian Wayne #Raven

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jokodoesstuff · 8 months

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🌕Damiraetober 2023🌕

Hello! This is something I've been thinking about doing for a while and decided to create an October challenge that is Damirae themed // I'm mainly doing this for the fun of it. No one needs to follow the exact dates, anyone can join whenever they want, at their personal pace and leisure

Prompts: 💚Day 1 (23th) - Switcheroo 💜Day 2 (25th) - Metaphysical 💚Day 3 (27th) - Whatever Idea You Want!!! 💜Day 4 (29th) - Shakespeare 💚Day 5 (31th) - Halloween

Rules: 🎃 Use the tags #damiraedrawtober #damiraedrawtober23 #damiraetober, or #damiraetober23 🎃 tag @jokodoesstuff 🎃 Make Damirae the main ship 🎃 No tracing or AI 🎃 If I didn’t share your post, please tag or message me 🎃 Have fun!

#damirae #damiraeweek #damiraeedit #damirae4ver #damiraeedits #damiraeforever #damiraeintherebirthtimeline #artchallenge #artchallenge2023 #inktober2023 #drawtoberprompt #inktober23 #inktoberprompts #damianwayne #raven #dccomics #teentitans #titans #dcu #robin #rachelroth #damirae #damianandraven

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damirae-week · 5 years

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Halloween Writing Prompts!

1. “It was a dark and stormy night”

2. Trick or Treat!

3. Full Moon

4. Pumpkins

5. Cemetery

6. Candles

7. Scary Movies

8. Haunted House

9. Costume Contest

10. “I’ve got friends on the other side”

11. Monster

12. Vampire

13. Night Vale

14. The Witching Hour

15. Skeletons

#damirae #raven #damian wayne #teen titans #halloween damirae #halloween prompts

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ammettcita123 · 2 years

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Dibujo de Halloween, Damian y Raven como Jack y Sally de "El estaño mundo de Jack", en encanto la película y me encanta la pareja!!😁💚💜

#damian wayne #raven #Robin #rachel #damirae #damian x raven #halloween #teen titans #damian al ghul #jack skellington #sally

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demonqueenbeee · 2 years

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Struggled with my Halloween post this year but I don't hate it.

#raven #damian x raven #damian wayne #damirae #halloween

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sweetdeadunicorn5 · 3 years

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Happy Halloween!!! I had a different idea for Halloween drawing, but I ran out of time 😅 Anyway I hope you like it!

#damian x raven #damirae #demonbirds #fanart #Halloween

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andthendk · 4 years

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🦇🕸Happy early Halloween!!🕸🦇

We’ve had this hc for a while - Damian and Raven make the perfect Gomez and Morticia Addams 🥰 The odds ones out have the most fun 😉🧡 Waiting on your versions frens!! @chromium7sky @catyypss!! 🔮🎶*snap snap*👌🏻👌🏻🔮

#damirae #raven #damian wayne #rachel roth #robin #them as #The Addams Family #✨🦇✨🦇✨🦇✨#demonbirds #teen titans #my art #Happy Halloween!!#🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡#the more I keep staring at this piece #the more my eyes get bad lol so dark #and welp every artist thinks their work is meh #after staring at it for a minute 😂#anyways have fun y’all

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fanartandsketches · 4 years

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It's not even Halloween but here it goes. He is the BATMAN, Y'ALL

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xaphrin · 1 year

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Not a request, just wishing you and the Robrae fandom(aka the Raven fandom lol) a Happy Halloween with some cute headcanon treats.

1. Dickrae taking Melvin, Timmy and Teether out trick or treating

2. Jason showing Raven the fun in TPing people's houses

3. Tim and Raven going to a Halloween festival in a random small town where there's a pumpkin patch and hay rides and etc.

4. Damirae having a picnic in a quiet cemetery at midnight

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

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inverted-typo · 7 months

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Gimme damirae Halloween costume ideas 👀

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jokodoesstuff · 7 months

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READ BELLOW TO SEE THE DATES & MOODBOARDS

Hi! This is a mid September announcement for a Halloween themed Damirae week // I’m mainly doing this for fun, but anyone can join on whichever date they want if they want to join

Save the date, share, comment, and like 💜

Prompts: 💚 Day 1 (23th) - Switcheroo 💜 Day 2 (25th) - Metaphysical 💚 Day 3 (27th) - Whatever Idea You Want!!! 💜 Day 4 (29th) - Shakespeare 💚 Day 5 (31th) - Halloween

Rules: 🎃 Use the tags #damiraedrawtober #damiraedrawtober23 #damiraetober, or #damiraetober23 🎃 tag @jojo.creates.art 🎃 Make Damirae the main ship 🎃 No tracing or AI 🎃 If I didn’t share your post, please tag or message me 🎃 Have fun!

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chromium7sky · 5 years

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Vampire and VVitches - Damirae halloween one shot-

Damian stared at the dark rainy night while he's on the ground in a pool of blood. He's gone weary after defeating the Ra's army as he tried to freed himself from that damned castle which in the result of his current state. He could feel the icy sensation started to creep on his fingers and toes eventually with hunger. For blood. He can't deny the primitive nature though he's ashamed of it. Sometimes he wishes to do suicide mission during he's attempt to slay his grandfather but its seems the fate had disagree with his decision. The rain start to rapidly fall on the ground while Damian struggle to breath but does vampire breathe actually? He closed his eyes and memory start to flood on his thought until that certain page where he read on his grandfather's library with the title, "Rise the Lazarus". Damian whisper the word as he remember the ancient book. He thought that perhaps that spell might gain him some life energy as it associated with Lazarus pit, in one way or another. He wet his lips after he finishes recite the spell and wait. He may not a magic believer but when things get awry, it could be his last resort. The rain suddenly stop and the air is still, the vampire could hear hinself breathing until he heard a heart beat out of nowhere. "Such a poor creature." A soft voice filled the silence. As he turn his head towards the source, he felt warm hand on his chest. He blinked, vanilla perfume? He swore he's seen the hooded figure's smile as that person press their hand on him, a surge of warm sensation fill his body as if it makes him feel more alive, that warm sensation makes him gasped for air like when the day he was born into this world. With that energy, Damian slowly raise himself to sitting position. The hooded figure stood before him with proud stance as if they satisfy with the condition before them. "who...who are you?" Damian rasped voice as he manage to speak. The hooded figure tilt their head to side. "You summoned me." a soft dark voice reply. "Summon?" Damian start to think. How in the hell he summon, he DID NOT summon anyone. His brows almost meet each other as he collecting his thought about this shocking event. The page he remember are clearly about rising the Lazarus but how does it has to do with summoning people or in a more make sense, a devil? "Wait, the spell, its about rising lazarus, how does it involved in summoning?" Damian stared back at the hooded figure. Damian could hear a heavy sigh from them. "You mean my father?" "Your.. Father?" things getting puzzled for him. "People making deals with my father in exchange for Lazarus water or Lazarus pits." the hooded figure crossed their arm. "Oh." Damian pursed his lips. Guess he had to deal with the spawn of devil then. " Just so you know, I have defeated my father few years ago hoping that people won't have any misery in selling their soul to him." the hooded figure start to strut towards him. "And I thought that spell should be vanished as I burn that Church down." the hooded figure start to get nearer. Damian could feel their cold and heat aura at the same time. "Somehow, someone has summoned me, which means that I HAVE to answer that call." Their stopped their pace at his feet. "So tell me, Creature of the Damned. What do you desire?" as they extend their hand towards them. Damian blinked again. "Wait, I summon demon?!" The mysterious person jolted and held their hand down."Yes, you summoned me." their voice gone bitter. "It was an accident." he replied, cold as ice. Damian could feel the tense from it, a heavy aura start to fall on their surrounding. "How the hell do you summon a demon by accident?!" they started to float and the shadow start to come out from them. Oh damn, he made that demon mad. Terrifying and he almost regret for saying accident. "I..I came across the book at my grandfather's castle!" Damian shouted as the shadow swirling surround him makes him harder to listen, to speak. "A book?" the hooded figure finally land on their feet. Their let out their hands and reached for their hood. As they let down the hood, it was revealed to be a human. A woman. Damian almost chuckled as he seen the revelation, a petite woman who has a power to bring the darkness. "Tell me more about the book." she spoke very still and a bit of curiousity. "That book is in my grandfather's possession for centuries." Damian rise as he get up from the ground. He's right, she IS in petite size and yet his height does NOT intimidate her. She stay silent as her eyes trailing on his body then to his face. "Go on?" "We, the Al Ghul has been cursed to be the Creature of the Damned because of the the Lazarus pits." Damian dust off his leather suit that has glow red lining . "Ah, yes. A Pit of blessing and a cursed. Sometimes it is refered as the fountain of youth but they didn't knew the dark secret." She slowly sit on a stone as she adjusted her cape. Damian raised his eyebrows as he acknowledged it, meaning, anything has their price. He sighed and walk towards her. "Listen, I owe you for healing me." His glowing red eyes stare directly to her. She simply tilted her head as she curious about what he said, " Owing? As far as I know, people don't owe us. They borrowing from us." she smiled. " and we hold their promise by their soul as leverage." Nothing is free. The lady smiled and held her hand towards the vampire. "Tell me what is your desire?" her voice sounds slick and smooth like honey, tempting him. He raised an eyebrow, if he wasn't aware of the situation, he would be gladly to take what she's offering. "What's the price?" " As usual, your soul." "But I don't have any soul." He's right, creature of the dark, creature of the night, damned by the heaven, does not have a soul. "Tricky but somehow, I figure out what I want." "Oh?" "The book. Help me get the book." "What?" Damian couldn't believe even with his enhanced hearing. The demoness demand the book. That's quite surprise. "In return, I'll give you what you need." she crossed her leg and straight up her back. "My need?" the vampire raised his brow. "Should I repeat my sentence?" she leaned towards him. "Who are you?" "I am Trigon's bastard. The one with PRIDE." She put her hand on her chest. " I shall reveal my name for those whose seal their contract with me." she stared at him beneath her lashes. "Contract?" the weight of that word heavy as he speak. He pressed lips, considering the pros and cons for the offering. He revert his attention to the other side as he thinking about this heavy choices and consequences. The woman then switch her crossed leg as she waited patiently for Damian to determine his decision. Damian then raise his head and glanced at her. "I'll take it." She smiled and rose to her feet. " Then..." Slowly she came up to him. "Our contract are sealed." She pulled him down much to his dismay. Both of her hand cupped the vampire's cheek and she enclosed the blood sucking lips with hers. Damian were shocked and he could feel the electric pulse creeping around his body. A surge of electricity as if reanimated him from being the undead. She break the sealed kiss and both gasping from air. Hell, it was as if the life sucked right out of him although he thought that he is a being without a soul. "It is done." She smiled while her eyes glow with magenta red. "My real name is Raven, but you can call me Rachel." Damian suckered up the air as he heard her. Rachel. That's. A. Normal. Name. "Rachel?" His eyebrow raised as he heard it. "Yes." "I'm pretty much prefer Raven." He crossed arm as Raven adjust her cloak. "I could feel that you have an attachement towards animal, especially birds." Raven stared at him. "I use to like them, before we've been cursed by the Lazarus pit." His eyes fell on the floor, remembering before. "I think it suit you more." Then he eyes looked at her back. He saw her cheek heat up, slightly then turn into normal pale color. She chewed her lips. "Well, in my assumption, you probably don't have a place to stay." She crossed her arm. Damian look aside as he rub his neck. She's right. Right now he's in exile. He narrowed his eyes as he remember his father has turn into vampire by his doomed grandfather and now that his other 'brothers' has isolated him due to what he is. He sighed then looked at her. Raven knew by his look. Desperation and lost. " You should be thankful that I have a place to stay, to heal," as she open the portal. Damian tilt his head as he curious about her ability. Instant teleportation. Then she turn towards him. "Follow me." She beckons him through the portal. -------------------- They are now at the orchard with a mansion. Damian can't seems to ignore the noisy sound came from nowhere. " What is that noise?" He winced as the loudest screech start to hurt his sharp hearing. "Oh, that's Omen. The house thats been passed down through generation on my mother side." She smiled as walk across the field of pumpkins and Ravens. "Pumpkin as well?" Damian's eyebrow raised as he passed the field. "It's for the aesthetic." As they reached the door, Raven simply let her hood down and greets. "I'm home, Omen." The door open on its own as if someone unlock from the inside but no. Raven suavely went inside and Damian just stand at her door. She unclip her cloak and hang it at the coat hanger revealing her clothes that left her bare back, her shoulder filled with deeply ink colored pattern of feathers and wings. As she about to further more into her house she realise Damian still at her doorstep. She turn around and crossed her arm, smirking. "Aren't you a gentleman?" That question only to be answer by his sneer which leads to her low giggle. "All these time I thought it was just a myth." she walked towards the door. "It is." Damian set his foot right in."I was inspecting." "Still having doubt?" She raised her left brow. "We just meet a few hours ago." That answer made her smiled. As Damian stood at the welcome carpet, the noisy sound silent for a while. "Did something happens?" "She's scanning you, empathical and telepathical." Raven stood beside him. Nothing happen. Then the noisy sound proceed. " Now what?" He looked at her. " Welcome to the Omen, Damian. It means you pass the security check." She congratulate him. Damian reacted by raised both of his eyebrows. He let out a heavy sigh, at least he has a place to rest. "Omen has prepare your room according to your preference I believe." Raven ushered him to upstairs. "You mean like a cave?" Damian narrowed his eyes. "Well no." As she climbed the stairs. "More like dark and cozy." Perhaps it was rare for her to miss a step and she were falling backward along with her gasp. Damian as swift as wind caught her in his arm, as he stared at her, inhaled those intoxicated perfume she was wearing. Is that lily of the valley? Or simply vanilla? "You've...caught me?" She murmured as she look at his emerald with red pupil eyes. "Uh..." Thus Damian become awkward as he keep on holding her. Though his face has lack of blood due to his vampiric appearance but there is a tint of light pink on his pointy ears and on his cheek. Raven with astonished as she witness the vampire blushes, literally. " You are blushing? Really?" Her eyes filled with curiousity as she touch his cheek. Damian could feel her warm touch against his cold skin which leaves him goosebump. Without any warning, she suddenly enclosed her dark purple matte lips on his bluish pale lips as she pulled him. First it was a slow push and pull game, testing one's boundary and it start to become intense. Damian pulled her by slowly placed his hand back of her head while she pulled herself by both of her arms hang on his neck. A sudden stumble sounds makes both of them jolted, awaken from the 'kiss spell' as they look around. When their eyes meet together, the vampire slowly put her down on the step. Raven steadied herself take a hold on his shoulder. "Thank you for catching me, my dark prince." She start to emit a faint violet aura which makes her levitate and kiss her champion on the cheek leaving her dark purple lip mark on his cheek. Damian forgotten that she's actually a witch who is capable of flying, mentally frown and curses himself internally. Still, getting a kiss almost makes him intoxicated and wanted for MORE. This is much worse. Worse than the hunger for blood. He closed his eyes then glared at her with his glowing emerald eyes. Raven seems unnoticed about his eyes on her after that small accident when she resume climbing the stairs. Then she looked back, the dark prince take his time climbing the stairs. She scoffed then wave at him to follow her. As soon they reached to the 'guest room', the demon witch open the door and and goes inside along with the vampire. "Dark and comfortable like you wanted." She put both of her hands on her hips as she inspect the room that has been 'tidy' by Omen. "I hope you could get some good rest after this." She turn at him and at the same time he look at her. "Yeah, I will." His lips tilted a bit. She smiled and walked towards the door but her arm quickly caught by his hand. When she looked at him, his emerald eyes glow intensely as the room were in dim light. Damian still petrified in his place, he was thinking. Is this what he want? To be intimate with a demon witch which he made his contract with? Wasn't it against the nature? He wet his lips and lowered his gaze, then looked at her eyes. "This...must be sound absurd but..." "But?" "Can I, kiss you again?" There's no turning back. What done is done. Raven chuckled as she heard it. The dark prince vampire asked her. He FUCKING ASK her! "Yes." She start to levitate towards him. She cupped both of his cheek as her lips lingers, sending warm breath on his lips. "Yes , you may." And they kiss, both of them try to steal each other breath, fighting for their dominance. Her lips now swollen red instead of dark purple color and his are smeared with her lipstick. Their hands has their own mind exploring each other territory, teasing themselves, testing their patience and - With quick reflexes Damian pulled her to the floor and there's chandelier landing on the wall behind them. Both of them stared at the foreign item and along with the cord that connected with the plug at the ceiling outside the room. "What are you doing Omen?" Raven question the house. The house let out low rumble noise as if it mumbled angrily then proceed with the usual sound. Raven as if heard the house were saying turn her head towards him. "Omen is angry." "What?" "She is angry." "Of what?" Damian eyebrow furrowed then he looked at the mirror and there's a blood written on it. YOU "Seriously?" He scratch the back of his head. This is getting nonsense. Now the house is mad at him. Its like meeting his to be mother-in-law. Wait what? "I'm sorry about what happen." Raven apologise as she get up. "N-no. You don't have to. It was me." As he sit up then raise to his feet. She scoffed then rubbed her arm as her face blushed a little. "Maybe it's too soon but I.." she tug her hair behinds her ears. " Kinda felt something." Then she eyed on the vampire. Damian pressed both of his lips into a thin line then he looked at her with a look that is unreadable. "Me too." A small tug on her lips as she heard his answer. She walked towards him then pull out a small satin cloth wipe off her lipstick smear on his lips. Before he reach for her hands, she put the satin cloth onto his palm." You can keep it." She whispered and give a quick peck on his neck. She turn towards the door then looked at him over the shoulder. " See you later, MY dark prince." Damian scoffed. "Have a Sweet dream of me, Habibti." He teasing her. He could see her cheek has a bit tinted red then she closed the door. Damian now standing in the middle of the room as he examine with his enhanced vision. Then he notice the mirror. The writing are gone. "I hope you forgive me for kissing her." Damian said it as if he talked to the house. Then he saw the red liquid start to linger at the mirror. I DON'T TRUST YOU Damian let out a heavy sigh as he seen the words. Yeah, just like her mother like figure. "I know you don't trust me but I.." he bit his lips, " I won't hurt her. I won't let anyone hurt her." As he stared intensely at the mirror. The word start to change again, now with bigger size and almost fill all the space of the mirror. I GOT MY EYES ON YOU The vampire inhaled. Oh, boy.

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