Disclaimer: I never have and will most likely never own Teen Titans. This story was written solely to add some purpose to my boring little life.

What if after Terra's death Robin did go down to look at Slade's 'evidence tray'?

What if Raven found him?

What if then Raven was the one to lift the mask and breath in the mind altering dust that makes Slade appear?

Just three of the things that have bugged me for a while and will know be answered in this fanfiction.

Enjoy

Raven wandered around the dark tower aimlessly. It hadn't been long since Terra's death and although she hated the girl the even empath had to admit that she still missed her presence. Beastboy was quiet now, heartbroken, Cyborg a little more withdrawn, Starfire had not stopped making the Pudding of Sadness in the five days that had passed since the incident and Robin was obsessing. The masked teen was having trouble believing that Slade was really dead, that the villain couldn't hurt them again.

A quiet swishing sound brought the cloaked girl back to earth and she found herself standing outside of the evidence room, it was the door opening that made the noise. There was a light on inside. Raven rolled her eyes knowing who to expect when she entered the room.

Sure enough Robin was kneeling on the floor beside a small box, gloved hands resting on the lid. "Robin." She murmured. "It's late." Her leader turned around brow furrowed.

"Why are you still awake?" He questioned concern lacing his features.
"Couldn't sleep." The empath replied a little too quickly, unwilling to admit that Terra's death had been relived in her dreams too often for her sleep to be restful. "You should stop this. He's gone."

"But how do we know?" Robin whispered, lifting the lid with an unspoken reverence. A dark power pushed the lid from his hands gently, leaving it askew on top of the box.

"We don't. But we do hope. And if he does return we'll be ready." Raven told him softly. Her leader flashed her a small smile, getting to his feet. "But right now, your team needs you. Especially Beastboy." Robin placed a hand on the girl's shoulder carefully.

"Thank you." He said looking her in the eye. "If you ever need to talk, you know where to find me." Raven nodded briefly watching the young man leave the room his shoulders only slightly sagged. She turned back to the box slowly and noticing that the lid was still askew, knelt at its side to straighten it.

Unable to contain her curiosity for the man who had plagued her and her friend's lives for so long she opened the box fully. The small box was crammed with newspaper clippings from the villain's exploits, gadgets and pieces of robots that had been salvaged after Robin had all but destroyed them and stop everything lay the orange and black mask that never failed to send a shiver down her spine

Carefully she lifted the mask from the box, sending a cloud of dust into the air that threw the half-demoness into a coughing fit, the mask clattered the floor as she gasped for breath. Finally the coughing stopped and Raven sat down heavily, her breathing ragged. "Raven? Are you ok?" Robin called, rushing back to stand in the doorway. "You sounded…in pain or something."

"No. I'm fine Robin." She offered her friend a weak smile as she replaced the mask and sent the box floating to its place on the shelf. "Was just some dust that got down my throat. That's all." Robin frowned slightly as the empath drifted away from him. "I'm ok. Go to bed." She insisted ushering the young man away again with her hands, determined that he at least would get some sleep. After she was sure Robin had left Raven sent one last look at the box on the highest shelf in the room before flicking the light switch leaving her in total darkness. Silently she cursed Robin's need for the light switch to be opposite side of the room, away from the door.

"Raven…" The empath spun on her heel, she knew that voice. Even in a hiss its smooth, dark tone was too recognisable. She used her powers to hit the switch again and the lights flickered to life. No one. She was completely alone in the room. Raven shook her head in a futile attempt to clear it she'd imagined it. All the thoughts of Terra's betrayal and her death were making her hallucinate. Sighing she flicked the lights back off with a small spark of dark magic and glided towards the door. She shivered before leaving the room, almost certain that a gloved hand had just brushed against her face.

Oooh Spooky....