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Teen Titans: The Dawn of the End	By : RankoTendo Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Crossovers > Het Views: 2089 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans or Friday the 13th. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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It was a few hours after they all had split up, but there was no sign of Jason. And to make things even worse, Raven had gone missing. All this lead Robin to one of two conclusions: Raven was dead, and Jason was the one who had done it. The other conclusion was one he put out of his head, one that formed only because of his life in Gotham City. But this wasn’t Gotham, this was Crystal Lake…..

“So…any luck with the communicators?” he heard Beast Boy asking, as he himself looked over the lake, a sick feeling forming in the pit of his stomach.

“No…oh, what could have happened to her?” Starfire made a soft whining sound, her hands clasped tightly to her chest. Cyborg had a saddened look on his face, assuming the worst just like Robin.

It was then that their leader finally spoke, since two hours ago.

“We fan out…search the entire lake area…except for Cyborg. I want you to stay here, and wait for Raven…there’s still a chance she’s okay…” He waved his right hand, his scowl deepening.

Everyone nodded, and three of them left, sticking together for as long as they could while Cyborg stayed behind, and waited, his sonic cannon at the ready.

*****

When she awoke, there were two things she noticed right away.

‘Ow…my head…What just happened…’ was the first thing. Then when she opened her eyes, slowly and painfully, there was another thing she noticed. She was laying on her back, her hands tied over her head, and that nylon cord was tied to another one that left her stuck to a battered, stained headboard. ‘Okay, what the hell is this?’ she looked down, and saw herself on an old mattress on a rusted bed, surrounded by other beds in the same manner…apparently it was one of the old campground’s cabins, only this one was in much better shape than the others the Titans had gone through. She tried to use her powers, but much to her complete shock, they did nothing at all.

So she took another look around, and started noticing shimmering runes in the air. ‘Great…a binding spell…’

She tugged at the cord, growling, when she heard two things. One was a voice in her head clearing its throat, the other a pair of heavy footsteps approaching her. She struggled a little more, then heard a familiar mocking voice in her head.

And how are we feeling now, Raven?

Slade…I should’ve know it was you.

Well, you didn’t…but to show there aren’t any hard feelings about our last encounter, I have a present for you.

The footsteps stopped, and a lumbering figure came into view…Jason. Or was it?

Instead of the cracked and ruined mask that he last wore, he was now wearing a new hockey mask with the left side colored orange, the right side black, and the mark of Scath in the dead center of its forehead, burning brightly.

I hope you like it…I picked it out especially for you….

The way Slade spoke, the dripping innuendo, all of it could only mean one thing….and it frightened Raven to no end. As the demon lurched forward, its eye clouded over, though hate and confusion still stood out in it, Raven started kicking at it violently, but it merely used the opportunity to catch her legs, and hold her still as it reached down with one hand, and tore away her cloak savagely.

I know that I will like it…very much….

Raven nearly screamed as the hand came down, and tore away at her black leotard, stripping away all her clothing and leaving her in tatters, almost completely naked.

You’ll have to forgive Jason…you see….he doesn’t actually want to do this either….but like you, he has no say in the matter….

Raven finally let out a scream as the beast’s hands went down to its pants, and pulled them down. She closed her eyes, trying her hardest to use her powers, the runes only growing larger. She felt something wet and hard press against her, pushing inside her roughly and sending a shock of pain through her as it tore through her, taking away the one thing she never thought she’d lose to a monster, and impaled her on it’s length.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!”

It felt disgusting, and there was the rank smell of rot and decay filling her nose, making her cringe as slowly, she found herself being pushed forward as the creature started thrusting hard, slamming its hips into hers roughly, its hands holding tightly onto her hips as, against her will, she started groaning loudly, her face starting to flush red.

‘No no no…this is not happening…..this is not happening….’ She told herself, the words becoming a mantra as she was pressed into the mattress again and again.

*******

While all this was going on, a portal in Raven’s mind opened, and a metal-plated boot hit the ground, followed by a dark leg, and another one, and finally by the familiar red and orange mask. Slade dusted himself off, and started walking, all of her mental defenses currently down, but even if they were, he knew how to get around…he had the information he needed, all from his master.

He was approaching a large castle, his footfalls as stealthy here as they were in the ‘real’ world, his one eye narrowed as he slowly neared his destination. After passing through a maze that appeared from nowhere by simply phasing through certain sections, he found himself at the castle’s gate. He walked on the air, and passed through the gate, and into the stone domicile, and started going through different walls, hands clenching into fists for a moment as he entered into what looked like a dining room. Sitting at the table were a number of Raven’s emotions. One of them saw him, but by the time they were ready for him, he had a large ball of firey energy gathering at one finger tip, and he sent it flying, floating up into the air from the force of it.

It caused a huge explosion, sending the emotions all flying and smashing them into the walls around them. Surprisingly, the room itself was undamaged, and Slade settled down onto the floor, and walked forward, and smiled, satisfied. While he couldn’t physically harm Raven…psychically, that was a different matter…

“Ooooh…”

He looked down, and saw one of the emotions, this one wearing pink, stirring, unlike all the others. ‘Happy….that’s what she’s called…’ he thought as he kicked her in the stomach, then pulled her up by her cloak’s collar. His eye locked onto hers, and he slowly smiled under his mask. “I have a message I need to deliver….and you’ll do fine….”

He slammed her against a wall, enjoying the sound of muted pain she made, and reached down, tearing away at the lower half of her leotard, and reaching into his own uniform bottom. “Now…this doesn’t have to be any more…unpleasant…for you than it needs to be, precious child….” With that, he lined himself up, and thrust in, his hands pinning hers to the wall, and his face lighting up with a smile at her wail of pain and humiliation. He stroked her dark purple hair, smelling the sweetness of her body, and starting singing “Happy birthday…to you…happy birth-day..to you…” as he thrust into her rougher and rougher, tears running down her face and onto her leotard, yet she refused to struggle, not wanting anything worse. “Good…girl…”

He grunted loudly, and she whimpered louder, her eyes closing tightly as she shook her head fiercely, Slade’s pace picking up as he rammed inside her know, his breathing becoming ragged and a serious of animalistic growls left his throat. Finally he stiffened, and let out a last growl as he came, and pulled out of her, letting the violated emotion slide to the floor crying.

Then he ducked his head as a foot swished past it, his left hand catching. He turned slightly, and saw another of Raven’s emotions, a green one – Bravery – glaring with hate at him. “Naughty girl…” he scolded, swinging her hard and smashing her into the wall. She slumped, and looked up at him nastily, before he pinched her nose together, making her mouth open. “Now open up….I need to be cleaned off….” She shook her head before he grabbed her with his other hand, and slowly forced himself into her mouth, laughing mockingly as she had no other choice but take all of his length into her mouth, or choke.

****

Raven could feel something inside give way, her emotions for some reason becoming chaotic and uncontrollable, but in that instant…she felt something else.

Her empathy linked her to the mind of the beast behind her, still pounding away, and heard a child’s voice cry out in protest.

‘He…really doesn’t…want to...be doing this…’ she thought to herself, stunned. That would mean that…. ‘Slade…he’s doing something to my mind….’ She thought then, realizing that all this was merely his way of distracting her from his true intent. She then felt something else, and fell down to the bed, the beast pulling away, and almost roaring in her head, tearing away at the mask on its ruined, misshapen face and tossing it aside. She breathed a sigh of relief as he picked up his machete, but then realized what this meant.

Without Slade controlling Jason, he’d kill her easily. She struggled all the more, and whimpered as she heard the swishing sound of the machete bearing down on her neck. Then she heard another, more familiar sound…

A birdarang flew out and smacked into Jason’s hand, sending the machete flying into the wall near Raven’s head, nicking her hair lightly.

“I suggest you get the hell away from my friend…” Robin growled angrily, staff in one hand, explosive disk in the other.
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