Hi guys, sooo sorry that it took so long

to update (again lol)!

But here is chapter 5 anyway!

This is actually the first chapter I'm proud of ;DD

(I doubt anyone of you wanted to learn that useless information hahah)

Chapter 5 - The Nightmare..?

That night when Raven was preparing to go to bed she thought about the consequences that might happen now that somebody knew the truth about her.

Or well most of the truth anyways.

It's not like something reallybad can happen if the entire truth isn't out right? Right?! This was the exact thing that Raven tried to convince herself of. It didn't work.

But deep down she was actually happy that somebody finallyknew the truth about her, even if it wasn't all of it.

Raven had just finished brushing her teeth when excitement went through her body and she couldn't stop the tiny grin that had formed on her lips even if she wanted to. It was a thrillhaving told somebody something she once swore she would never tell.

She changed into her pyjamas: a tank top with booty shorts and went to her big bookshelf on the wall to grab yet another one of her many, many books.

She chose one that came from Azarath, a fairytale about finding love and conquering kingdoms (but if anyone would ask her if she liked romance she would totally deny it).

She remember taking the book and making herself comfortable in bed. She did not, however remember falling asleep.

She was running. At the moment that's all she knew and the fact that she had to run faster or it would catch up with her. She could barely hear its footsteps behind her over the sound of her own hard breathing and heart beating hard.

She didn't know where exactly she was, the only thing she could see around her was trees. Trees with long, crooked branches and long, thick stocks. Was it just her or were they trying to grab her?

The ground beneath her bare feet was wet with twigs and roots sticking up from it.

It was truly a miracle that she hadn't slipped yet. It seemed that some part of the universe actually liked her. But none of that mattered at the moment.

The only thing that did matter was to get away from it.

She still didn't know what she was running from but it didn't matter. She knew if whatever it was that was chasing her caught her, she wouldn't make it out alive.

She hadn't realized how long she had been running until the exhaustion finally caught up with her, she could feel herself slowing down and itcatching up with her.

She turned her head back to see how far away itwas but in that exact moment her luck ran out and she slipped. She fell head first into the ground and hit her head hard.

Her body was aching and her head was killing her. When she tried to raise from the ground she felt something wet and sticky rolling down over the left side of her face and over her eye, making it hard to open it.

It smelled somewhat metallic and when she ran her tongue over her dry lips she tasted iron.

An alarm went off in her head; she was bleeding. Judging by how much blood she felt running down her face, she was bleeding bad.

She put both her hands on the wound, putting pressure on it in order to stop the bleeding. At that moment she heard a twig breaking behind her and she remembered the reason why she was bleeding in the first place.

The fact that she couldn't hear itsfootsteps anymore and that she was basically blind on her left eye put her on edge but she desperately tried not to panic.

She still sat on the ground, her hands held tightly to the wound as she tried to listen for something. She couldn't hear much over her still hard breathing and it seemed the more time that went by, the faster her heart would beat.

She heard another twig break and she sprung up to her feet but the moment she was standing on her own two legs she regretted her impulsive decision. Her entire vision was blurry and she felt dizzy.

Another twig broke behind her and she turned around trying to find the source of the sound. Not even a second after she turned around there was yet another twig breaking behind her. Then another one… And another one...

At this point she heard noises all around her and the wind started going wilder and wilder until every single tree branch was in motion and both the leaves and the twigs were all in the air, going in a circle around Raven.

Raven closed her eye (her left eye was already closed because of the blood), wanting to at least have one eye working.

Suddenly there was a different kind of noise that Raven started hearing all around her. It was like an entire army decided to march in a circle with her in the middle.

She spun around several times but she couldn't make out who or what it could be that was making the noises since she knew it was impossible for the wind to make noises that sounded like a hundred men running over a battlefield.

Suddenly it all just stopped. The wind, the noises, everything became deathly quiet and all the leaves and twigs fell flat on the wet ground... The only sound Raven heard was the sound of her own breathing. Again she opened her looking all around her.

She didn't feel more blood coming out from her wound so she took down her arms and just stood still for awhile, trying to relax a little.

Raven closed her eyes and started murmuring the "holy" words that Azar taught her; "Azarath Metrion Zinthos…. Azarath Metrion Zinthos..."

When she opened her eyes she came face to face with a man.

Raven knew from the first moment that, that was definitely a man.

He was approximately 6' 4" with defined muscles all over his body. But what Raven noticed the most was what he was wearing. He was wearing skin tight black and silver armor all over his body. His head was covered with a mask, the right side was orange and the left side was black. The black side was missing an eye.

He was standing there, with his well defined arms behind him, just staring at her.

When Raven finally managed to muster up the little confidence she had in that moment she asked with a quiet and hoarse voice;

"Who are you?"

He didn't even react, he just kept staring at her. Raven's confidence grew and she narrowed her eyes.

"Who are you? What do you want?" she demanded more than asked.

That's when she got her reaction.

He blinked with his one eye and walked up to her until there was only a few inches separating them. Raven wanted to move back but didn't want the stranger to know she was intimidated by him so when he lowered his head to her less than impressive height of 5'6'', she didn't move. Actually she stared right back at his one eye.

"You'll find out soon enough," he said with a low and menacing voice.

He took his arms from behind his back and revealed a very sharp knife for Raven.

Before she could react he stabbed her right into her heart. Her eyes widened and she let out a silent gasp.

She could feel him smirking beneath his mask and that was the last thing Raven thought until everything became completely black.

Raven woke up with a start. She flew up from her lying position into a sitting one breathing hard with sweat rolling down her brow. Terrified she looked around her room, looking for the masked stranger.

When she couldn't see anybody or sense anybody with her empathy she allowed herself to calm down.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Then another one and another one, until she felt as calm as she could get.

She opened her eyes and ran her fingers through her sweaty and damp hair.

She definitely needed a shower.

She managed to untangle herself from her sheets that she had magically gotten herself tangled up with during her… ehm… "nightmare".

On her way to the bathroom that was just next to the bedroom, she undressed herself.

The moment Raven felt the hot water from the shower on her skin she let out a long and satisfied moan. Raven felt like she was literally high on pleasure from the drops running down her skin.

But just like gravity, everything that comes up must also come down and in Raven's case that was the painful reminder of why she had to shower at 3:46 am.

She thought back at the man in her dream. Who was he? What did he want? And why did it feel like it wasn't just a nightmare?

Unless of course it wasn't….

It could have been a vision?

Raven's hands stopped the motion of going through her hair and her eyes widened. No. It couldn't possibly have been a vision. It was what, five years ago or something, since she last had one.

No, she decided and went back to her shower. This was only one big, weird nightmare. Nothing to worry about.

Raven had no idea how wrong she was.

Well anyway here's chapter 5 and this time I'm soooo not going to promise that I'll be fast with the next one ´cause let's be honest, I'd break it lol

Until next time… - Alice