Hello readers, this is Reaper of Heroes, I have a quick A/N before the story. This is actually an old story of mine, I have just been going back through all my old stories and editing the spelling, grammar, and other simple mistakes like that out to the best of my ability. It is not perfect, nor will it be perfect. But other than that I have nothing else to say, so enjoy the story.

Raven was drawing the symbols on the floor in sand, candles placed at the certain points. She sat in the center of the pentacle shaped object with an ancient spell book in her lap and a pendant in her hand. She knew that this could possibly be a one way trip, but when you're saving someone you love it didn't matter. You did it any way, no matter the possible out comes or consequences. She cleared her mind of all thoughts but one, home. She began the incantation

"Azarath Metrion Zinthos," she kept chanting, faster and faster until she finished with "Azarath Azarath Azarath!" She opened her eyes and found herself being pulled slowly up a long, glowing blue tube. She flew up it at a fast pace, knowing she was running out of time. She had to reach her destination before it was too late. When Raven finally reached the end of the tunnel she was blinded by a flash of white light before she felt solid ground underneath her. She opened her eyes once more to find herself standing in the middle of a dark ally. Raven smiled, it had been not a few weeks earlier that she had been here, but her surroundings were much different. Instead of it being a desolate ghost town, it was a lively city with children running in the streets and people chattering about.

"It's good to be home," She said to her self. It truly was good to be home, but there were more pressing matters to attend to than staring at the people around her. She pulled her hood up and walked quickly out of the ally way and into the street, she noticed that people were staring at her, but when you appear out of an ally you're bound to get a few stares. Raven knew she would be late if she didn't hurry, so her pace quickened as she weaved in and out of people, heading for the Tower of the Elders. When she reached the entrance she found her self blocked by a pair of ghost guards, like the kind her and her friends had encountered in the stairwell under the library. The tower cast an ominous shadow around it in all directions, one that seemed ever present no matter where the sun was. It allowed the guards to survive even during the day. Raven removed her hood and they let her pass, of course they did. They wouldn't dream of harming the precious daughter of Trigon. After all, he had created them, given them life and purpose, so why shouldn't they respect her for being his daughter. She entered the large, black double doors with the emblem of Trigon in blood red across the door. It was ironic to her that Trigon, who had created Azarath, would be the most hated being of its residents. She reached the end of a dim hall that was lit only by a few flickering torches upon the walls. Raven opened another pair of doors that were identical to the ones at the front and entered a large, circular room with a large blue fire crackling in the center of the black, stone chamber. She saw thirteen people sitting on chairs above a single woman with purple hair and a white cloak.

"Mom," Raven whispered to her self as her vision was adjusting to the room's lack of light. The people sitting above her mom turned and stared at her with expressionless faces. The one in the center, an old man with bloodshot eyes and pure white hair covering his face began to speak.

"So, you decided to come after all. It should be interesting to see what you have to say. Please take a seat next to your mother." He coughed after he had finished speaking, earning a few disgusted stares from the people around him, he was clearly the eldest of the group. Raven walked slowly over to her mother and to her surprise a wooden chair appeared in front of her. She had to think for a minute before she remembered that the Council of Elders was picked because of their advance abilities in magic. They were staring down at them with their cold, unrelenting eyes, as if they were contemplating the best way to kill them with their magic. The old man began to speak again.

"We will now commence the trial. This trial is condemning Arella or Angela Roth to death for almost causing the destruction of Earth. Laura will now read the official report." He sat back with a smirk on his face. He believed that there was nothing that could be done to stop her mom from being killed, well Raven knew one thing that most of the council members wouldn't. There were some perks to being the daughter of Trigon. An old lady, somewhere in her late fifties early sixties stood up and waved her hand. A scroll floated over from across the chamber and floated in place so she could read it.

"The charges against the accused are for the following reason: Conceiving a child with the demon lord Trigon to serve as his portal to Earth in order to destroy it. Even though he failed there were still casualties, twenty seven people died from his taking over and hundreds of others were left delusional for days. This is why we, the council bring these chares against you." She finished her speech with a shaky voice. Raven was appalled at this; they were condemning her mother for doing some thing without intention. She would not have this; she had her own speech ready and had the other option as well. She stood up with a look of determination on her face as she began to speak.

"I am Raven, daughter of Arella and Trigon. I..." She was cut off by the old man.

"We know who you are Miss. Rachel Roth. We know that you go by Raven as an alias just as your mother goes by Arella. There's no need for the introduction." He was really getting on her nerves, even worse than Beast Boy.

"Well, now that I can continue after I was so rudely interrupted. I believe that this council has their facts wrong. My mother had no idea that it was Trigon who she had married and conceived with until after I was born. There for she should not be held responsible for this and…." She was cut of again, yet this time by her mother, who had stood up and placed a hand on her shoulder. When her mom spoke, it was with a solemn tone.

"Please forgive my daughter council members, she has not heard the full story. Yes I did not know he was Trigon when we met, but I did learn who he was in time. I was however too infatuated with love to care. So when we came to the point when we conceived, I did not care who he was, I just wanted to love him for the rest of my life. I did not however know of the prophecy, or what he would do to my daughter, so there for I don't see how your charges hold up. But I do still love him to this day." When she finished the room was silent, and Raven was in shock. She had always assumed that her mom had never known who he was until it was too late. This was news to her but at least her mom hadn't known about the prophecy, or she would have had to side with the council. The old man looked at her with a triumphant grin spreading across his face.

"So you admit to knowing who he was, so you are guilty. It does not matter that you did not know about the prophecy though, because you still helped him create a portal to Earth. There fore this council has made its decision, you will be executed tomorrow at noon. You will be held in a chamber in this tower until it is time." The council was starting to leave and guards had come out to take her mother away, this was progressing in the worst possible way and Raven knew what she had to do.

"Wait," She shouted. The council turned around to look at her.

"What is it," Barked the old man, he had a look of annoyance on his face.

"I can stop you from doing this." Raven was staring the man back down with her cruel, icy stare.

"How? How can you stop a decision of the Council of Elders without it being punishable by law, tell me that little girl." He had said the last word with enough venom in his voice to kill a man. This stung Raven hard; she was still a young sixteen, which was really young compared to the dinosaur in front of her. But that just turned into fuel for her rage.

"Check section eighteen, part three. I think you'll find I can." She retorted. They council man snapped his fingers and a copy of the Azarathian Laws appeared in front of him. He scanned the part that Raven had told him and his eyes widened. His gaze quickly flicked back and forth between the book and Raven. She smirked, she had won, the council would not say she couldn't enact the law, it would show how corrupt they really were. How they used their power for their own gains without people knowing it. When the man finally straightened up he cleared his throat.

"Well it appears there is a way for you to stop this legally, however you must understand the severity of this action. If you fail, both you and your mother will be executed." He was looking nervous, and this got her smiling. She could pass the trials and save her mother and he knew that, and it scared him. If she was able to save her mother then all of the people of Azarath would know about it and that would diminish his power, and he did not want that to happen.

"I understand completely," Raven replied. "I want to take the trials."

"Very well, then let the Trials of Repentance commence." At the word commence the room began to change and morph until it was an arena like in ancient Rome. With the council; sitting high above her and her mother sitting off to the side with guards on either side of her. "You will face three trials," boomed the voice of the head council man, his voice reverberating around the room. "If you succeed in passing all three trials then your mother shall go free, cleared of all charges. However if you fail, you shall be punished equally to what your mother is, so death. As the chamber has changed there is no going back now." Raven understood what it would mean to fail, but she would not fail her mother. She was willing to go to such great lengths for her mom because love drove her decision. She knew love makes you do idiotic stuff, but even if you know it can doesn't mean you can prevent it. It was actually ironic to her that she was doing his out of love when neither of them had told each other they loved them, ever. She simply stood there waiting for her first challenge, unsure what it was; she just knew it would be physical. She had read in the book that the challenges would go in a simple order; a physical challenge, a mental challenge, and one specific to her. The council would get to pick it and that was the one that worried her the most. She would have no idea what to prepare for in the last challenge, so that would be one she would fail on, if she failed. Raven turned around to face a barred off tunnel when a roar came from deep within it as the bars slowly rose. She took up a fighting stance, waiting for the thing to come out.

That's it for the first chapter. Hope you liked it, can't control if you didn't. Also, there will be no more A/N's until the last chapter.