All Raven could recall was standing before Damian about to confess she wanted to stay with him and his family, if he allowed her. The moments that followed after were in a blur, she had felt a pull from the skies and before long she was rising in the dark grey skies at a rapid speed. Raven looked down to see she was being pulled away from her friends and Damian. Scared, the young maiden called out for him, she heard him call back and bark an order towards her captor. Raven could also faintly remember seeing Sombra, trying to attack her captor but was wounded. The next thing she remembers was trying to punch and free herself from her captor, but she was then struck on her head rather hard making her lose conscious throughout the flight.

Overtime Raven would briefly wake up catching glimpses of the surrounding lands, as they approach a mountain.

When her senses came back and she fully awoke, Raven found herself to be inside a dark cave. It was too dark for any mere mortal to be able to look through but the part of her that held demon blood allowed her to see in the darkness. Raven slowly turned her head, skimming the area, as she tried to stand, she notices a tug come from her wrists and ankles. Looking down on herself, Raven had been tied onto a wooden chair, her wrists and ankles were tied rather very tightly, she notice red bruised marks stain her wrists . Raven tried to wiggle from her chair, when from the darkest part of the room, she heard the grunts of an older man.

The cave was lit with floating wax candles holding a green flame on them, making the room glow in green. Raven managed to see two figures standing close together from the direction she had heard the man come from. One was tall and well built, a man with his face hidden behind a black and orange mask. Next to him was an old woman, though she had a devil look in her eyes as if she shouldn't be easily trifled with. This woman was dress in grey rags, almost appearing to be her dress, her long grey-hair was in locks pointing in different directions. She wasn't pleasant to the eyes and might as well frighten any child.

Raven exhaled carefully, "Who are you and what do you want with me?"

The man laughed lightly, he took a step toward Raven, "my... you really cut to the chase, my dear." He then bowed towards her, "I am Slade Wilson, and I have a proposition for you."

Before Raven had a chance to inquire, the old woman next to him, place her weary old boney hand on Slade's arm, "my lord, I must advice not to deal with the likes of her. Contracts with them come at a price, perhaps-"

"Quite hag," Slade hissed through clenched teeth, then glanced at Raven who had her brows lifted, he gave her a gentle laugh, "apologies my dear. Like I was saying I have a proposition, if you choose to accept it, and I will free you from those binds."

Not allowing herself to falter, Raven held her head high and spoke with a stern voice. "Listen, I don't have anything to my name, if you know who I am, I've been exiled from my father's lands. I hold no value-"

"Oh, but you do my dear, you absolutely do and that is why you should be wise to choose this offer of mine." Slade clapped his hands together, looking over to the older woman, who mumbled some incoherent words and a large wooden chair appeared right in front of Raven, Slade then sat down, she could feel he was studying her through his mask. 

"Which is?" she then asked him.

The masked man, sighed heavily, "you have been staying with a certain and very peculiar family," She could feel her heart picked up speed as she listened, her chest rised with disdain, and her face was starting to flush with anger as Slade continued, "the youngest child of said family... well he was given a birthright he did not deserve, well to make it short I want to employ you to help me bring him to ruin-"

Enrage, Raven glared and spoke the truth in her heart, "You are wasting your time with me; I will never turn against Damian or his family! They have given me more than my own father ever could... besides Gotham has been with the Wayne's for generations, its Damian throne to take-"

"Shut her up." Slade commanded with a hiss, the old woman who stood behind him muttered some words in another language Raven didn't understand and her lips were sealed, Slade then rose from his chair and walked around her.

"Apologies but I hate interruptions. Yes, the little brat is the heir to rule over Gotham, but he was also given another birthright one he very carelessly gave away to his cousin. The kingdom of Nanda Parbat, a land inhabited by the world's most elites of assassins, it's former ruler was Ra's al Ghul, had chosen his grandson, the one you know as Damian Wayne to take over his kingdom!" Frustrated, Slade then kicked the large wooden chair, across the room with a powerful kick.

The noise frightened the harpy as it screeched and flapped it wings from a corner, hoping around the room. The old woman hissed at it to quiet down, with a flick of her fingers tips the chair was rebuild and place across from Raven. Slade grabbed it and sat down, he clasped his hands on his lap and studied her, noticing Raven had her brows knitted together.

"You must wonder why I hate him so much, correct? Well I was the 'Demon Head's' right man, he almost treated like a son... he once told me I was going to marry his daughter Talia, but what does he do instead? Create a ridiculous alliance with the kingdom of Gotham, King Bruce takes Talia in marriage and she gives birth to the little brat. That boy has stolen what was rightfully mine and gave it away like nothing."

Slade then stood up, remove his mask to reveal a dark skinned man, with short white hair and a left eye covered by a piece of black leather, placed his hands on either side of Raven's chair leaning ever so closely to her face, "I needed to have my revenge. That boy took everything away from me, so I took away everything he came to love. I had a cursed place on him, his family, and soon everyone came to forget that the kingdom of Gotham ever existed. Its people became like wind, it was like they never existed. I found pleasure knowing he would never get to experience true happiness... that is until...you came along."

Raven's chest was heaving as she strained to breath steadily, she could feel her blood start to boil and her head throb with rage. "You somehow manage to worm yourself into the castle and lighten the darkness I so perfectly designed for them. I had to come up with something else, something that would really bring that boy to his knees, and that is making you my bride."

Slade started to caress her cheek with his hand, she turned and tried to lean away from his vile touch. Her mouth was beginning to fill with saliva and just for a split-second Raven felt strange. She had a feeling like she could overpower whatever had been placed onto her lips, she locked gaze with Slade's, glared at him from underneath her lashes and then spit at him.

The older man groined and wipes his face with the back of his palm, the old woman gave out a horrible angry cry as she screamed, "you filthy wench! How dare you break my enchantment?!" Raven's chair was lifted and flung towards the ceiling of the cave, Raven cried at the impact as she was dragged to the floor and up again. Then she was floating just above the old woman, with a flick of her old wrist, Raven was thrown across the cave, causing the chair she was tied on, to break at the impact.

"Stop it!" Slade yelled as he lifted his servant by the throat, then releasing her harshly. He turned and pointed his finger towards Raven. "You! Do you think you could ever live happily alongside a beast like him? Don't you want to live a normal-human life with someone like me? I can give you that and so much more."

"No... you can't." Raven strained to speak as her whole body was aching, she lifted herself off the ground with great difficultly, "Damian may be trapped in a beast's body but even he has shown more compassion and kindness from any demon I have ever met! He is no beast, you are!"

"Enough! I employed this witch long time ago to curse him, now for being a thorn on my side you will perish!"

The old woman cackled and her fingertips sparked with green magic, "oh, what great pleasure you give me my lord to slay a sorceress of Azarath." Azarath?

"Don't you dare, hurt her!"

That voice! Raven turned around to what was hopefully the cave's only exit and to see him magnificently riding on Titus, like a white knight riding on his noble steed. Damian hopped off from Titus, as they both snarled and growled at Raven's captors.

"Damian!" Raven cried happily.

Slade laughed, "Well now, isn't this a sight! The beast man with his beast dog!" He then unsheathes a sword he had on his hip and pointed it towards Damian, "You want the girl, you will have to go through me!"

"You will pay for what you did to her and to my family!" Damian yelled. He leaped towards Slade, swinging his claws to land a hit.

The harpy who had been standing nearby flew up and dive to attack Damian but was interrupted as Titus manage to bite one of its winged arms. The harpy cried out and kicked Titus on his muzzle, then tried biting him in return. When she missed used her clawed feet to puncture his shoulder. Titus effortlessly evade each attack, then lodged its fangs onto one of the harpy's foot and swung it in his mouth like a doll. He then let go, causing the harpy to be thrown across the cave, it shrieks and cried painfully flying away, abandoning it mistress.

Titus barked proudly and ran towards Raven as they watched Damian continue to battle Slade. "You cause me my pet!" Raven turned around and notice the witch was flying towards her, Raven through herself away from the attack and Titus tried to swing his paw at her. The witch shot a bolt of her green magic and Titus whimper as he was struck. Angry, Raven stood and ran towards the witch as she managed to tackle her to the ground. They rolled on top of each other, Raven had the upper hand given to her youth and her own will to survive this terrible ordeal. But the witch had magic and she started chanting some words making Raven float away from her and then launching her like she had done before with the chair. Raven rolled a few feet away, she glanced up as the witch floated slowly towards her.

"Your mother turned me into this! She took away my beauty because I used it to lure men to their dooms, now it is time for me to have my revenge!" She raised her hands up, green sparks going off as she chanted a spell. Raven lifted her hands to shield herself, when she heard a whoosh sliced through the air. Slowly Raven, opened her eyes and widen them when she saw that the witch had been impacted by Slade's sword. It had entered through her back and the tip managed to pierce through the front of her chest. She slowly floated down to the ground, standing still. The witch then slowly turned around still with the sword embedded through her as she glanced towards Slade. "My lord? Why...?"

"Our deal is off; you are no longer any use for me."

Damian quietly moved around Slade as he approached Raven, he used his body to shield her from their enemies. He slowly pushed her towards the path he and Titus had come from. The witch continues to walk towards Slade, then pointed her long pointy finger. "You traitor, you dare double-cross a witch, all of you will never see the light of day, I cursed thee all to be buried in this cave!" Her whole body illuminated and burst into green and black ashes, the cauldron started to boil and erupted around the entire room. Which cause the cave to rumble and some stalactites fell all around them.

"Let's go!" Damian yelled as he grabbed Raven's hand and together ran along the path to exit the cave. Titus ran up ahead, managing to evade pillars of rocks tumbling down, at some point Damian lifted Raven in his arms and carried her off most of the path. As they near the exit, some rocks came lose, falling right at the foot of the entrance to the cave. Damian stopped, placed Raven down and then jumped on top the nearest boulder, he turned and reached for her hands to help her climb. Titus effortlessly jumped and stood near an opening big enough for them to pass through. When Raven reached the top, she reached out her hand to grab Damian's paw, for a second he looked at her and couldn't help but smile towards her.

Then out of nowhere Damian screamed out a roar of pain, one hand clawing the air around him. Raven glanced to Damian's side and saw Slade had reached them and had use a dagger to pierce Damian. The young curse prince had lost his footing and grip, causing Raven to hold onto him as tightly as she could and not let him fall. Slade used this opportunity to stab Damian again, but he too lost his footing and pulled Damian down with him.

"Damian!" Raven cried as she watches him tumbled down and roll a few feet away from where they had started to climb. She and Titus hopped down the to the floor and ran to Damian's side. She knelt down and gently picked up his head in her hands, trying to shield him from the small debris. Titus stood next to them, using his own large body as a shield for his master and the young girl. The only entrance they had was covered by more rocks, trapping them inside the cave.

"You lost, you lost it all!" Slade exclaimed happily as he tried to stand up straight, with shaky legs started walking towards them. "I was never going to let you live a happy life! You deserved this; oh, you so deserve this!" Slade chanted madly, all reason was gone, now before them was an old man filled with utter madness. Above them a large cracking sound was heard, gazing right above him a large stalactite broke from the roof and landed right where Slade had stood.

The cave continued to crumble around them. Damian was heavily panting, trying to minimize how much in pain he was in. "Save yourselves," he whispered through painful breaths.

"I am not leaving you." Raven answered him as she cradle his face. There has to be a way. Raven thought. She turned and turned her head all around her hoping to see something that could save them. But there was nothing, all was truly lost as Slade had said, was this truly what they were fated for from the start? Was the grand design of the universe this cold-hearted towards them in wanting to have a happy life? Wanting to hold on to what had brought her happiness for a short moment of her life, Raven felt that feeling again when she had broken the witch's enchantment on her lips. It felt peaceful and warmth almost, just like when she had been visited by that strange woman cloaked in white. Without even knowing it herself Raven whispered;

"Azarath... Metrion... Zinthos."

A dark purple circle suddenly appeared on the ground around them. As more cracks were heard from the cave's ceiling, she saw some stalactites break, coming down rapidly targeting them. The circle then emitted dark looking shadows that looked like black tentacles wrapping around Raven and her friends. She closed her eyes waiting for their death but then opened them and looked at Damian. If she were to die, she wanted to see him one last time. Then they were  all engulfed by  shadows.