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Welcome to Fractured minds. This story is not for the faint of heart nor is it for anyone who hates crossovers, fem-slash, and just woman being BAMFs. Obviously if you're still here and got here by trolling through the crossover section, you're here for your love of Teen Titans and ATLA. I'm currently working on a re-write of this at the moment, so if you like the prologue and the following chapters up to 24, proceed with caution.

Fractured Minds
Prologue: The Tea Guru and The Half-Demon

Seven years ago; 99 A.S.C. (After Sozin's Comet) Spring.

It had been two weeks since the banished prince had left his wise tea loving uncle to his own devices. The morning had started off just as the previous one had: bland and dull. After ensuring that the water for his tea was set by the fire to boil; if one wishes to make proper tea, one mustn't use his or her fire bending to heat the water. He went off in search of breakfast. His findings were less than spectacular: a few mushrooms, nuts, and some rather suspicious black berries.

After slightly roasting the nuts and frying the mushrooms he removed the boiling water from the fire to add the tea leaves. Which he did slowly to ensure that it was the proper amount of leaves. Letting them soak into the water he dug into his less than filling breakfast.

Having polished off the mushrooms and nuts, the old tea guru pored his perfectly brew tea into his one oddly shaped tea cup; the one he only used when his nephew didn't want any tea. While allowing his Jasmine tea blend to cool he eyed the black berries with a slight weariness; he remembered the last time he sampled berries he found and he still has nightmares about that incident.

While deciding whether or not to sample the berries he collected, a sense of unease spread through the old tea loving man perched atop a rock. Needless to say this uneasy feeling set him on edge, master fire bender or no he was spooked. Inhaling and exhaling slowly he brought his tea cup to his lips. Just as he was about to take a sip, tremors from a small earthquake reached his feet jarring the cup from his hand.

A instant before the cup met with the earth near his feet it was encased in black and rose a few feet into the air to float for a few moments before the black left it, the cup then resumed its downward journey to the ground. It shattered upon impact but that was not what held his attention.

His attention was on the smoke rising from the ground a few meters to the northeast of his position. Leaving the broken tea cup on the ground he set off toward the smoke and whatever it was that had caused it. Moving slowly through the trees that surrounded the impact site he finally reached the edge of a crater.

All along the edge, the ground was scorched black and a few of the trees around it were still on fire. Inhaling quickly he drew the fire from all of the trees nearest him pausing to ensure that the fires had been extinguished he relinquished the fire into the sky above with his technique dragon breath.

His success at having saved the forest from burning to the ground had also dissipated the smoke coming from the crater before him. He cautiously looked over the edge, what he saw literally stole his breath; at the bottom of the crater lay a very strange girl.

He saw that the girl was floating two feet off of the ground, covered from head to toe in red eerily glowing runes, these runes stood out in sharp contrast to her pale gray skin and her violet bluish hair. The last thing that he noticed before shaking himself out of his stupor, was that she had a charka or chakra gem on her forehead; the body's third chakra, the Anja.

The task of getting the strange girl out of the crater was perhaps one of the most difficult things that he had ever done; the crater was deeper than it looked. But never the less he finally got her out of the crater and back to his campsite. The cave he'd picked out a couple of days ago wasn't very big but there was a formation of rocks just outside the entrance that made it difficult for any passerby to find at a glance and thus a perfect campsite for a wanted fire nation criminal.

He laid her down on his only bedroll which was paper thin as soon as he let go of her, her body rose up from the ground and hovered above it. He tried to assess her injuries, however he was unable to determine if she was injured at all.

He was torn on whether or not to leave the girl alone while he went back to check the crater for anything else. In the end he figured that he wouldn't be gone long and the entrance to the cave was pretty hard to find, if you didn't know it was there in the first place. Decision made he quickly backtracked to the crater. Upon closer inspection he found several items near to where the girl had lain, he gathered them up and headed back to his campsite.

Among the items he found there was a blue cloak with several tears in it, after placing the other things he'd found by the girl's feet he placed the cloak nearby and went to find his needles and thread. Despite not having had to patch up his own military uniforms for quite some time he was very pleased with his overall work. With his repairs finished he folded the cloak and placed it with the rest of the girl's belongings.

There was nothing else to do so he settled in for some meditation, he had not felt a need to meditate ever since his nephew had left him. Now however he had someone to watch over and no matter how brief a time; he needed to refocus his mind. Not only did meditation help to maintain ones breathe for better bending but it also helped with the overall health of the body and mind. Every once in a while he would crack an eye open to check on the floating girl across the cave from him.

After several hours of meditation and no change in the floating girl, he felt a strong urge to start preparing his Jasmine tea blend. He was never one to pass up an opportunity for his favorite drink and was quite happy to have something to occupy his time while he waited for the girl to wake up. As he poured the finished tea into one of the two cups he'd placed nearby, he saw out of the corner of his eye that the girl was descending from the air.

When her body made contact with the thin bedroll he spoke softly to her, "Don't be alarmed I am not going to harm you," he paused here to give her a moment to process what he'd said.

"My name is Iroh." His voice wasn't threatening in anyway. But he was cautious all the same as he had no way of knowing if she was from the Fire Nation or not.

His back was to the girl so he didn't see her slowly sit up and turn to observe him. When he did turn to face her, what he saw startled him. Her eyes were glowing white and held a sinister malice in them, it reminded him vividly of his niece, "Where am I?"

A shiver traveled the length of his spine as her tone sounded similar to his nephew's betrothed. He would admit to no one that the girl scared him, she had deadly aim and spent the majority of her time with his niece.

"You're a few days travel from Gaoling; a fairly decent sized town in the Earth Kingdom." he could tell that his words meant nothing to the girl. Her eyes narrowed into slits when he showed no signs of clarifying his information. The silence that followed unsettled him and it didn't help that she hadn't blinked once yet. He decided to let her tell her story in her own time as he'd learned the hard way that people will rarely talk to you, if they don't want to in the first place.

While he was coming to that conclusion a back and forth conversation was taking place in the strange girl's head.

'Knowledge how did we get here and where is here exactly?' Her question was expected and she hated to admit this, especially to her mistress, that she had no idea.

'I don't know and my guess is we're in another dimension.' She waited for her mistress to snap at her but it never came.

'Fair enough, after all I can't expect you to know everything. What do you make of this Iroh?'

The yellow cloaked emotion took a moment to push down her surprise at the almost amicable tone that her mistress was using, for she knew it wouldn't last. 'He was sincere when he said he won't hurt us and he was telling the truth when he told us that we're near a town. However he is being cautious with what he's willing to tell us, its nothing bad or directly harmful to us. He can be spoken to plainly. But do not overwhelm him with too much.'

Right before she felt her mistress withdrawing she said, 'Be nice to him.'

It wasn't often that she had pleasant dealings with the inhabitant's of her mind and because of the bizarre situation that she was in, she followed her own advice and spoke plainly with Iroh. "My apologizes, in my line of work it doesn't pay to be caught off guard. I'm Raven and thank you for looking after me."

As she finished speaking Raven glanced around the cave he'd brought her to. Her attention was immediately drawn to her cloak; the last that she could remember before waking up in the cave was that her cloak had had several long tears in it. She locked eyes with Iroh and raised a brow in question.

He chuckled lightly at the sight and, "Apology accepted and after bringing you here, I went back to where I found you and collected anything that I saw there. I noticed that your cloak had been damaged and I repaired it while waiting for you to regain consciousness."

She gave a curt nod in thanks and turned her head away, her emotions were a bittersweet mixture of shock, gratitude, and resentment. She couldn't help but wish that she'd met Iroh before the Justice League and Zatanna; she will never forget the sheer hatred that she'd felt that day. She felt the affect her current emotions were having on her powers and whispered, "Azarath Metrion Zinthos."

As her powers and mind settled into the calm she'd perfected over the years, she reached for her possessions. She was relieved to see her communicator wasn't broken and quickly clipped it to her belt. Before she reached for the rest, her mind registered that the runes were still on her skin and glowing brightly. She repressed the urge to lash out with her powers as she did not wish to alarm Iroh. Instead she quickly put on her boots, wrist bands, and the mended cloak.

Iroh had observed Raven while she was going through her belongings and watched as several different emotions crossed her face. He was concerned at how rapidly her emotions disappeared as soon as she had whispered something that he couldn't catch, again she reminded him of his niece and the exacting expectations of his brother Ozai; whom believed that emotion made you weak.

He cleared his throat and when he had her attention once more, he motioned toward the steaming cup of tea to his left. He watched in amazement as the cup was encased in shadows and seemed to glade gracefully through the air to her hand. When the shadows faded from the cup he saw her sniff the steam rising from the tea. He wondered at this and just as he was about to speak, she look him in the eye and said, "I'm checking for poisons."

He nodded. "Understandable."

She was surprised when he made no further inquires even though she could feel his curiosity increase. Once the tea had cooled off a little, she took a small sip. The moment that the pleasantly hot liquid hit her tongue she had to fight to keep her powers from disintegrating the cup in her hand. As it traveled further into her mouth and throat she felt her scrambled thoughts becoming clearer. She took a deep breath and released it after the delicious tea settled in her stomach its warmth spread throughout her body giving it back its strength.

"This is the best tea I've ever had. Thank you for sharing it with me." The contentment in her voice was very welcome to her, as it had been a rarity for her lately. The last time she'd felt this at ease was long before Slade had visited her on her birthday.

"You're welcome after all sharing tea with a stranger is one of life's most delightful things. Plus tea helps to center the mind and body after a traumatic experience." He spoke these words from experience and he could tell that they seemed to please his unusual friend. With nothing more forth coming from her, Iroh quietly sipped his tea.

"You must have several questions for me?" She muttered reluctantly, wishing she didn't have to disturb the soothing silence inside the cave.

"The only questions that I have any business asking are about your health. And unless my eyes deceive me, it seems that you were lacking in physical energy as opposed to having severe injuries. There is no need in asking you personal questions when I myself am a stranger to you." He took another sip of tea and was content with waiting for her to tell him what was on her mind or whatever else she decided to tell him.

"It's hard not to tell you everything when you put it like that. But I doubt you would believe a word that comes out of my mouth." Her voice sounded defeated and had an undercurrent of uncertainty in it. This and her earlier comment about his tea, still surprised her; she never expressed emotion in either body or voice, it was way too dangerous. But talking with Iroh was super easy, almost as easy as speaking with Azar had been.

"That maybe true, but one would never learn what another would believe should the other be unwilling to test the waters of the others mind." She had to fight back the urge to laugh at him, as he'd just sounded exactly like Azar often would when Raven was younger; mysterious and wise.

She made no move to answer him right away after he spoke, as she was still trying to piece together the puzzle of how she traveled to this dimension and it did not help that she couldn't remember anything. Well...she did remember beating the living shit out of Slade in the old library, scaring her teammates in the process, discussing her origins and the prophecy with them, and going to sleep later that night.

"Alright" She paused here to take a deep breath and then began her tale with, "First I should ask you, what do you know of other worlds?"

He took a sip of tea and thought on her question. Another sip of tea before he answered. "I know of one world, where dwell the spirits as well as those of us that pass on in this life to the next part of our journey through the universe."

'Hmm…maybe this won't be as difficult as we originally thought?' The emotion was trying to help, she knew this. But this whole situation was starting to suffocate her and her encounters with Slade weren't helping matters either.

'We can't possibly know that.' She said feeling the weight of trepidation fill her as she recklessly forged ahead.

"I'm originally from a world call Azarath, a world created by pacifistic followers of the goddess Azar. On the day of my birth the monks looked into my future and something terrible is supposed to happen on my 17th birthday. As you can plainly see this event is drawing closer. These red runes are inscriptions that will turn me into a portal that will allow for a terrible demon to ascend to earth and rule the entire universe. But not before destroying it first.

This demon is also my father and once my body is used to create the portal, I know full well that I'm likely not going to survive the process. But my friends think that with enough preparation, spells, and faith that it will be enough to defeat him. When I know that it won't make a difference against him." Her voice was devoid of all emotion by this point but she couldn't stop herself from adding,

"I have no idea why I just told you all of that when I know that there isn't anything that you could possibly do to help me. Short of telling me that you could defeat my father there is nothing that I or anyone else can do about it. But the scariest thing about all of this is I'm resigned to it all. Why fight when there is no point to it. Because in the end I'm still going to die and my friends along with the rest of the universe will too."

'Wow and I though the Wilting Wonder was depressing.' Of all the emotes in her head why did this one have to come and add to her misery.

'Why are you here Happy?' She asks not really expecting an answer.

'Misery loves company and if I didn't know any better I'd say you were happy about our impending doom. And if you give me an explanation I will be happy to leave you alone.' The emote's offer was unexpected and too tempting to pass up.

'I am happy in a sense. I'll finally be free of father's shadow even if my freedom comes at a very high price; my life.' Before the emote could admonish her mistress for those thoughts, the sound of Iroh's voice unsettled Raven drawing her out of her conversation with Happy.

"If the universe intends for everything to end at your hands then it will but what I have experienced in my life is that the universe or fate rather is not set in stone. It may seem like it is but that's only if you chose to look at it like that. If you have indeed given up then why are you still trying to seek out an answer or a solution?

To use your words why keep fighting for that answer if you have supposedly given up all hope." He said, his words having cut through the white noise of her thoughts.

Before she could speak, he added, "We can talk more in the morning if you'd like. As its late, this old man needs his rest if he's to chase after his lost nephew. Good night Raven."

He gathered up his now empty tea pot and cups. As he turned in for the night he banked the fire and warned her against wandering too far from the cave. He'd seen several signs that saber tooth mouse lions were in the area when he was looking for a campsite.

She was used to long nights and with this one appearing to be the longest of her life Raven found herself thinking of what Iroh had said.

'Am I still trying to find a solution for Trigon's ascension?' She's rarely ever voluntarily sought a conversation with the inhabitant's of Nevermore but she figured what could it hurt, to try.

'If you were, you wouldn't have told off Slade like that.' Her answer came with the swirl of a green cloak. 'That was totally badass by the way. Can we do it again?'

She ignored the question knowing how well that action would go over with Robin. But she could admit that it felt empowering to toss him around like a ragdoll, no holds barred.

'Then why do I feel as though I've given up? Why does my life have to be so complicated?' she asks, not really expecting much of an answer from Bravery. She always... just does and never thinks..

'Its not complicated. Its a challenge and one that we will overcome together.' She represses the urge to mutter her mantra in response and banish the emote.

'Don't hold your breath.'

Deciding that a change of scenery would help her chaotic mind to settle down. As she exited the cave's entrance and stepped around the rocks hiding it, she spotted a decent size rock about six feet away. She floated toward the rock and once she reach the top of it, she sat on its surface in lieu of levitating above it.

Her mind was still preoccupied with her situation and what Iroh had said. Which is why she didn't sense the bandits that crept up on her position. It was only when a malicious thought from one of the bandits broke through to her, did she notice that she was surrounded. On further inspection of their emotions they seemed to be looking for a certain someone.

Narrowing down their exact locations was proving to be difficult for her, once they'd emerged from the trees some ten feet from the cave and the rock she was on; she discovered why. They were riding on something that looked like a rhino crossed with a triceratops. Beast boy would have been ecstatic at seeing the creature that seemed to come out of a living nightmare.

"This is a warning for you. I am not in the mood for any kind of shenanigans. Leave now and no one will get hurt." Her voice was sharp like the edge of a sword.

One of the bandits was wearing feathers on his head, and he let out a deep mocking chuckle. "No that's what we say to the likes of you, girl. Run along now and you won't die tonight."

Her vision was clouding over with red and she was to emotionally drained to fight Rage off this time. "I warned you."

She felt the growth begin and it surprisingly didn't hurt like it normally would. The growth stopped seconds later and she towered over them, the rock helped to make the bandits look like ants, oh how she loved the view from so high. She watched as the men subconsciously came to the conclusion that she was, dragon like.

She was swaying in time with the breeze, she couldn't stop herself, it was soothing and she supposed that her billowing cloak could resemble wings to an unfocused mind. It was the most terrifying experience that they'd ever had and she was reveling in it. Her voice was cold and blood chilling as she spoke to them, "How refreshing, but I am no dragon."

She sneered at their trembling if they shook any harder, their bones would snap like twigs. She moved from her place on the rock, her gaze holding all of them in place. It was as she came level with the men that another, more primal, fear washed over her. The animals they rode on only needed a tiny push and she was happy to oblige.

"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos." There was an eerie echo in her voice and she loved how it sounded. A few seconds after her chant very large shadowy tendrils rushed at the animals and men, promising pain and suffering should they latch on. The tendrils hadn't traveled more then a couple of feet in between them when the animals broke and ran. Everyone of the men had the presence of mind to grasp the reins, for none of them wanted to find out what would happen if those tendrils snared one of them.

'It felt great didn't it?' Oh how she wishes she never gave in.

'Yes.' She hated how the admission made her feel. Especially because of who she'd admitted it too. She was still there and that unnerved her greatly, it was like she was waiting for more. With a sigh she said, 'Fine I wish I could do that more often without Robin having a cow. It's not like I would injure anyone very much. Just scare the living shit out of them. If he would just let me do that to all the villains in Jump, the crime rate would plummet faster than Beast Boy's tolerance for meat.'

The red cloaked emotion nodded in agreement and then disappeared in a haze of red. Concealed below the pathway was Timid, hiding from Red and her mistress as she realized; Red wasn't under Trigon's control and hadn't been since they'd arrived. It was as if something was interfering or hiding her mistress from him.

She felt another headache coming on and so she tried to see if she could get some meditation in before the sun rose. After a few hours of zero meditation later and seeing that she was on a roll, she tried for some sleep. But it proved to be rather difficult with Iroh's snoring and she opted for laying outside of the cave. Unfortunately sleep eluded her as an earth shaking tremor shook her entire body.

She was alert within seconds and shot into the sky. Once she was high enough her eyes caught site of a train racing off in the distance. If anyone else had been observing the train they would have failed to see a lone rider chasing after it. For some reason the sight of the rider sparked something in her and it was a spark of recognition. There was no way that she knew who it was but maybe Iroh did. After remaining in the sky for a while longer she marked the train's location and returned to the cave.

As she reached the cave she knew Iroh was awake already so she wasted no time in telling him all about what she saw.

"I'm sorry to have to rush off and leave you but that's probably my nephew chasing after his younger sister who is chasing the avatar and his friends. It's imperative that I catch up with them. Thank you for your company. I really must get going." His tone was filled to the brim with gratitude. Before he could get farther than a few steps from her, she stopped him.

"Actually it's you who I should thank and I will do that by helping you catch up with them." He looked at her bewildered for a second then felt something lifting him up. He looked down at his feet and all he could see was black.

"I hope you don't get airsick Iroh because short of actually carrying you this is the only way that I can think of to get you close to your nephew. Hold on." As she spoke Iroh felt the wind whipping by him faster and faster. After a short amount of time she slowed and landed safely on the ground.

"This is as far as I can take you. If I take you any further I won't have enough strength to make it home." Her voice was devoid of all emotion.

"Thank you for this I am eternally grateful. Here I want you to have this." His voice was serene as he held out a medium size cloth bag that was filled with the rest of his Jasmine tea.

"But this is... I could never deprave another person of their tea. I can't accept this." Her voice still had its usual emotionless tone but on the inside she was being rebellious.

"I insist that you take this tea and never fear. I am never without tea. Instructions are in the bag for proper preparation.." Before she could say anything the bag of tea was thrust at her and Iroh was just about to disappear around a bend down the road. When she called out to him. "Wait! Iroh let me at least return the favor."

He stopped and glanced back at her. At this she quickly closed the distance between them. "I want you to have this." Iroh eyed the weird yellow rock that she held out to him.

"Don't speak just listen. This is my communicator but I can reprogram it so that it becomes yours. With this device I can keep in contact with you. Even between dimensions. It has a tutorial mode which I implore you to go through as soon as you can. It's fairly durable and its batteries are fully charged. Please take it." Before he could utter a word the device was thrust at him.

Once again he set off and this time he made it around the bend. If he had looked back he wouldn't have seen Raven anymore. But a rapidly dispersing black mist where she'd once been.

Continuing on down the road for quite some time he spotted a nice place for a rest around noon. Where he felt the need to refresh his strength with some much needed tea, however before he could get things started the earth under him lurched and sent him face first onto the ground. Rubbing his smarting behind, he turned to glance behind him and saw another strange girl. But this one was more familiarly dressed, blind, and undoubtedly a very powerful earth bender.

"Raven where have you been?!" A very irate boy wonder was what greeted her when she appeared in the Tower's common room. She was about to respond when she caught sight of the newspaper that he'd been reading moments before. She'd been gone for four days.

"Don't worry about it," She repressed the urge to just phase through the ceiling when she felt his justified anger and worry. "I left to restock a specific brand of tea that I was running low of. You of all people should know how I get when I don't have my tea."

Before he could register that fact that she'd cracked a joke, she had already escaped through the ceiling of the kitchen and continued onward to her room. While pausing briefly in Cyborg's room to grab another communicator.