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Honeythief

Story: Honeythief

Storylink: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4824115/1/

Category: Teen Titans

Genre: Romance/Supernatural

Author: Xaphrin

Authorlink: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/52393/

Last updated: 07/14/2010

Words: 64487

Rating: M

Status: Complete

Content: Chapter 1 to 17 of 17 chapters

Source: FanFiction.net

Summary: When Robin is turned into the darkest being imaginable, a vampire, he fears the other Titans' rejection of

him. Now, there is only one team member who can understand and accept what he has become. Only one other who isalmos t as dark as he is. Raven/Robin

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*Chapter 1*: Chapter 1

Honeythief

A Raven and Robin Story

I'll b e honest with you, dear reader, this piece of work has no m erit in it what-so-ever. It is in no way, shape, or form meant

to be interpreted as a good story with a well, thought out plot. It's supposed to be reflective of the romance novels you

pick up for 3.99 at Wal-Mart. Fun, silly, sexy, and b enign. I thought I'd hop on the Teen Titans/Vampire bandwagon for the

hell of it. Please enjoy… have a good laugh if you want. I think it's pretty funny.

)O(

" There's no doubt that this will make m e strong / Because it's the hardes t thing I've ever done" – Honeythief , Halou

It was dark.

Actually, that was an unders tatement. It was beyond dark. Heavy clouds blocked what little light may have filtered from the

stars on this m oonless night. And a thick, soup-like fog weaved through and around trees and lampposts until you

couldn't see five feet in front of you. It was imposs ible to tell what was hiding in the shadows, waiting for the Titans.

"Monsters?" Starfire turned and looked at the man next to her, fear shimm ering in her eyes. She looked around, trying to

see what was looking for them. Looking for what could poss ibly be stalking them. Nothing harmful seemed to be out

there, but no one could see past the tree line to tell.

"That's what the alert was about. I think it's probably someone's idea of a bad crank call. I wouldn't worry, Star." Cyborg

looked at the green cheetah next to him, barely visible in the fog. "Dude, BB, if it was you playing a practical joke, I swear

I'll twist your limbs into so many knots, you won't be able to move for a week."

The cheetah growled and picked up s peed, obviously insulted by Cyborg's comment. Starfire frowned up at her friend,

and placed a hand on his arm. "Do not worry. I do not think Beast Boy would do such a thing, Cyborg, he loves the sleep

cycles far more than any of us."

"That's true. I've never seen anyone who can sleep fourteen hours a day." Cyborg snorted as the cheetah stilled in his

footsteps, looking back sheepis hly at the two behind him before picking up speed again. Cyborg laughed, and then

turned his face to the sky, looking for the girl who flew above them. "See anything from up there, Raven?"

"Fog. Lots and lots of fog. Occasional ly, I see a tree." She sighed and dropped down to their level, following the feeble

light Cyborg cast on the ground. "I don't know why Robin felt it was neces sary for him to go ahead of us; I can't find him

anywhere now."

"If it is the dreaded gornax we are tracking, I fear for Robin's safety. The gornax will take you prisoner and stuff you full of

trasbar until your insides turn green and you explode!" Starfire grabbed Cyborg's arm and yanked. She looked up at him,

eyes s himmering with fear again. "Please tell me that the gornax has not come to earth. If it is so, all of humanity is in

trouble!"

"Er, I think we're safe, Star. I wouldn't worry about a gornax attack anytime s oon." Cyborg looked over at Raven again,

sighing. "This is s tupid, wandering around in all this fog with no idea where we are going and where Robin is. Come on,

Rae, can't you do your little Vulcan-mind-meld-thingy and find out what is going on?"

Raven raised an eyebrow, frowning at the analogy. She was not a Vulcan. "No. I make it a point not to go poking around

in other people's heads unless it's completely imperative to their safety. When I fear for Robin's s afety, I'll connect with

him." Pause. "And don't call me a Vulcan."

Cyborg grumbled but said nothing more on the subject. The four of them wandered around for what felt like another hour

before anyone spoke again, surprisingly is was Beast Boy. He turned back into a human and looked over at the dark girl.

"Come on. We can't keep feeling around in the dark like this, Raven. Robin dropped his communicator some yards back

and we've been walking around in circles looking for him. This is s tupid. Please, do your Vulcan-mind-meld-thingy and

find him before my toes freeze off!"

"Stop calling me a Vulcan." She grumbled, reluctantly tucking her legs under herself as she levitated above them. "I'm

reminding you that this was not my idea. So, if Robin is angry I'm poking around in his mem ories, it's your fault." This

was not something she approved of. Not only was it morally wrong, but establishing a direct mental bond was hard on

her. Not only that, but it was hard on Robin as well. His mind wasn't wired for what she did, and it took a lot of effort on


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his part to keep the communication going. It just wasn't safe.

Raven took a deep breath and let it out slowly, erasing every distraction around her until she could connect with the

higher plane. The world around her was n't seen through eyes, but through her mind. She could feel the spirits of the

lives around her. She heard Beast Boy's relief, Starfire's worry, Cyborg's confusion and curiosity. She felt the emotions of

citizens in the city, their hatred, lust, pass ion, friendliness , and hurt. She felt the high of drug addicts, the low of

alcoholics, the fear of cheating spouses.

But where was Robin?

Robin? She called out to him, her astral body whipping through buildings and houses, looking for him. She felt walls

and plants and ground, looking for any indication of him. Any hint at where he was or had been. Nothing spoke. In fact,

the spirits around her shied away when she questioned them. It was as if Robin's name was suddenly cursed. A

sudden, dark spot of fear blossomed in her ches t, and she began to worry for his safety. What could have happened?

What was s o terrible that Robin's nam e was feared? Rob in? Where are you? It's me, Raven, I'm here to help… don't

hide from me.

Raven? His voice sounded nervous, worried, hurt. Like an abused animal, hiding from the world. She could feel his

trepidation as he tested their connection, looking for any signs of eavesdroppers. When he found nothing to be

concerned about, he answered her call. Please, Raven, help me.

Help you? Raven was s truggling to hold on to the connection, but her own emotions were getting the better of her.

Everything ins ide her was telling her to cut the bond. What's wrong, Rob in? What happened?

I need you.

The words were so plain and blunt that they struck more fear into her than any scream or cry of anguish could have.

Raven felt herself nodding. Alright, I'll b ring the others and we'll be there quick ly. Just tell me where you are.

No! He cried, reaching out to stop her mind. Raven was surprised at the forcefulness . Robin had never sought to stop

her in anything. The last time s he touched his mind, he had barely been s trong enough to allow her access to his

memories. What could have happened to him? What could have given him such s trong telepathic powers? No, not the

others. Just you. I need you.

Raven's fear was threatening to cut their comm unication, but she managed to hold on with sheer res olve. She reached

out and touched his m ind again, looking for answers, but he blocked her exploration, which only gave her more

questions. Me? What happened, Robin?

I was attacked.

By what?

A monster. He didn't elaborate anymore. Giving her a mental picture of his location, he cut their connection, sending

Raven reeling back into her body.

Raven gasped for air and fell to the ground with a s ickening "thud". Her friends looked down at her, confusion and shock

blatant on their faces. She rubbed a hand over her head, feeling as if she'd jus t had the wind squeezed out of her. It was

not a pleas ant feeling to be torn from a connection like that, and it didn't do anything to help her troubled nerves. "He's

safe." She lied up into the concerned express ion of Starfire. Everyone around her let out a s igh of relief. "He's in the

warehouse dis trict over by Pier Nine."

"Then we shall fetch friend Robin!" Starfire took to the sky before anyone could begin to s top her.

Beast Boy shook his head and rolled his eyes. "Some one's got to follow her or she'll tear the whole dis trict apart looking

for him or the gornax." He quickly turned into a hawk and followed after her. Cyborg watched them for a moment before

he bent down and pulled Raven to her feet. Feeling her trembling hands , he raised an eyebrow.

"You're lying, aren't you?"

Raven cringed under his heavy gaze. Cyborg always knew when she was hiding things . They had a unique brother/sis ter

relationship that the others hadn't quite developed yet. She turned away from him, feeling sheepish. "I'm sorry. He made

me prom ise not to tell anyone where he was ." She blushed and forced herself to look into her friend's eyes. "He asked

for me specifically. I don't know what happened, but Robin fears what the rest of you will think or do."

"Look, I'm not one to question Robin or his judgments." Cyborg sighed and shook his head. "If he asked for you, it must


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be som ething dark. Something we can't comprehend. I imagine Starfire would not be as understanding as you."

"That's what I feared as well." Raven frowned and started for the tree line, her face dark and express ionless. She paus ed

in the shadows, looking back through the fog to where she imagined Cyborg was. "I don't know how long I'll be gone.

Please keep Starfire and Beast Boy occupied until we return. I promise to contact you when I have more to tell."

"Send Robin my regards," Cyborg said, a hint of a smi le in his voice. "Tell him that I'm here for him too, should he need

me."

"He knows." Raven said nothing more and took to the shadows , looking for the smal l, abandoned hunting shack Robinshowed her. The woods seem ed to press around her until she felt like she was walking through a coffin. Every emotion

in her was telling her to turn around, to head back to the sanctuary of the tower and wait until this whole thing passed.

Her emotions s tirred within her, screaming at her, trying to talk sense into her. But Raven wouldn't listen, Robin was far

too important to toss away because of fear.

What could have happened to him? What could have attacked him that made him feel that no one would unders tand but

Raven? She ran her fingers through her hair, grumbling under her breath. This was ridiculous. Robin shouldn't have to

fear what the others thought. They were a family, granted it was a hodge-podge of a family, but they still had unbreakable

bonds. Nothing was bad enough to make them fear him. Right?

Raven stopped in a s mall clearing and saw the dilapidated hunting shack. Half of the roof was miss ing, and it was

leaning dangerous ly to the left. If it wasn't for the pine tree next to the wall, Raven was sure the thing would have come

down years ago. She sighed and walked up to a hole where the door mus t have once been. Poking her head inside, she

saw nothing out of the ordinary. She didn't even see Robin. "Hello? Robin?" Nothing. "Robin, I swear, if you sent me on awild goos e chase looking for you I'm going to send you into another dimension for a week."

Nothing. Raven sighed again and s tepped into the shack, feeling the floor give slightly under the press ure. The place

better not come down around her ears . "Robin?" Movement. She heard scratching in the far corner, followed by the

sound of a body moving. Raven tried to reach out with her powers, but she was s topped by something els e. Something

stronger.

Her heart stilled. This was dark. "Robin?"

Before Raven even had a chance to realize what was happening, she felt two strong hands grab her wris ts, shoving her

agains t the wall. Her head knocked against an unusually sturdy beam, sending l ittle black spots through her vision. She

could feel a small ribbon of crimson spill from her skull. The cabin seemed to spin around her, and Raven looked up

into a par of masked, dark eyes. They stared down at her, unrelenting and unforgiving. She frowned in respons e.

"Robin?"

"Raven." He reached two fingers behind her head, touching the fresh, bleeding wound. He brought the few drops of

blood to his lips, tasting it like a sommelier would taste a fine wine. Somewhere in the back of Raven's mind, she knew

what was happening, what was going to happen. But she was powerless to stop it, and she wasn't even sure if she

wanted to.

Without another word, the man grinned as if he had finally caught his prey. He exposed a set of glimmering white fangs,

and then lowered his head and sank them into her neck.

)O( )O( )O(

So, there it is. This story has been sitting on my computer for years, and I thought "Well, what the heck! Why not bring this

out?" My inspiration comes from numerous sources like Christine Feehan, Gena Showalter, and Even Vampires Get the

Blues. The biggest inspiration for this piece comes from my favorite band, Halou, and their song Honeythief . Also, I'm

considering upping the rating, we'll see. Give me thoughts on that. I hope everyone enjoyed this, and if you did leave areview. I love feedback!

If you liked this, you should check out my other Teen Titans stories!


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Honeythief

Chapter Two

"I'm supposed to be the s tronger one. You always s eem to prove that theory wrong." – Honeythief, Halou

)O(

Raven struggled against the vice-like grip around her wrists, feeling her power drain wi th each suckle from his mouth.Despi te the fact that she knew this was dangerous, and she knew Robin was only acting on whatever new instincts he

now possessed, she couldn't help but feel… sexy. There was something oddly exhilarating and arous ing about him

feasting on her. Something incredible and feminine. Every cell in her body was telling her to respond, to give into the

darkness he was offering.

Raven forced her mind back into focus; she really shouldn't be thinking things like that right now. There was a deranged

vampire feasting on her; this was not the most romantic of occasions . Trying to remove him from her neck and put

distance between them, she pus hed her hips against him.

Dark red stained her cheeks as her body connected with his. Apparently, he felt the same kind of arousal at their unholy

union. She shook her head and pushed at him again, ignoring the whispers of shivers that ran down her spine. "Robin!

Stop this! I can't help you if you aren't going to cooperate."

He growled, but his hold on her didn't less en.

"Robin. If I lose any more strength, I cannot help you. Do you understand this?"

The lips s topped moving agains t her neck. There was a strange breathy sound, as if he were trying to sigh. He picked up

his head, and ran his tongue along the wound, effectively closing it. Raven breathed a sigh of relief; no marks, thank the

Goddess . The worst had stopped, now how could she get him to let her go? His hands were still wrapped like shackles

around her wris ts, and instead of drinking her blood, he had now taken to nuzzling the unders ide of her jaw, as i f

wallowing in her scent. Raven sighed and rolled her eyes to the ceiling. This was going to take a lot longer than she had

anticipated. And be ten times more annoying.

"Alright, Robin. We've got a few options here."

His tongue slipped out and s troked her neck, sending another wave of shivers through her body. Raven wondered if he

was just hungry again, or if he was trying to acknowledge that she was talking to him. She tugged at her wris ts again, but

his grip still hadn't eased. She couldn't use her powers, because he'd already zapped most of her energy away, and she

was pretty damn sure that he would be able to s top her if he really wanted. "Robin? Are you lis tening to me?"

His tongue s troked her again. Obviously he was lis tening; he sure was n't acting like it.

"Fine. Here are my options, take them or leave them as you like." Stroke. He really should s top that. "One, we can s tay

here in this dilapidated shed." She didn't really like that option. "Two, we can find a hotel somewhere until you regain…

you." She really didn't like that option either. "Or three, we can return to Titan Tower and sort this mes s out with the rest of

out team."

Robin finally picked up his head and shook it. For a moment, Raven swore she saw a glimmer of fear. Of course there

was every reason to be afraid. Why wouldn't he be? He was afraid of what the team would think of him, of what he was

now. She felt a s liver of pity before frus tration took over again. "Well, I'm not staying here so I can sleep on the floor with

rodents and termites. So, I guess that leaves option two."

Robin frowned, the tips of his fangs poking out from his m outh.

"You're s till hungry aren't you?"

He nodded.

Something in her clicked and she raised a sus picious eyebrow. "Why aren't you talking?"

"Can't." Raven was n't sure why she hadn't noticed it before, but his voice was garbled, as i f he were speaking through a

broken speaker. He dropped his hands from her wrists and rais ed them to his throat. Raven couldn't see anything in the

dark. It looked like jus t a throat to her. He made that strange, breathy sound again and dug around in his utility belt for a


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flashlight. In the faint light of the LED bulb, Raven saw the numerous m arks and s cars that lined his pale throat.

Whatever attacked him must have murdered his vocal chords. Robin caught her gaze again. "Vampire."

Raven reached out and touched his throat, feeling the ridges of the scars. It must have been incredibly painful. Her heart

softened as he turned away, ashamed. "He did that to you?"

"Her."

"Her?"

"Jinx."

"Jinx did this to you?"

Robin nodded, still looking like a child who'd been caught doing something wrong. Raven wanted to reach out and

comfort him, but she was sure that if she did, he would have started snacking on her neck again. She sighed and Robin

looked down at the floor before meeting her eyes again. "Waited."

"Yes, you should have waited, otherwise this wouldn't have happened. We were looking for you for over three hours,

Robin. Do you know how m uch you scared us? Starfire is probably cursing my name right now because she can't find

you. I had to send them halfway across the city so they wouldn't follow me." Raven was about to say something else, but

forced herself to stop. There was a torrential storm of emotions coming off Robin, and if she said anything else she

would have sent him over the edge. If that happened, there was no telling what he would do.

"Sorry." Robin backed away from her and fell to the floor with an undignified "plop". He s tared up at her as if to say 'whatnow?'. Raven sighed and s lid down the wall, feeling exhausted. This was just too much too much to handle, and now

she had virtually no powers to speak of, at least not until her body regenerated more blood cells. But Robin was worse

off; she could feel the hunger rolling off him in waves. The confusion, despair, regret; he was jus t a storm of emotions

and it was beginning to effect her. She imagined that she would have to make her move soon.

"If you take any more of my blood, Robin, I'll be powerless for the next few days." Raven waited for him to look at her. After

a few long moments his eyes met hers again and he nodded, still sheepis h and asham ed. "I can do one of two things

here. I can send out my astral self and fix your vocal chords so you can s peak, or you can drink from me until you're full

and we can figure this out like two mildly sane people." She paus ed, giving him time to weigh the options. "Either choice

will s till leave me powerless, and I can't do both right now. You have to make the decis ion. I'm wi lling to help."

Robin nodded and let a few minutes pas s before he barked out another garbled word. "Hunger."

Raven sighed and rolled her eyes. She figured he'd pick that option. Vampire or no, he was still a man ruled by hisstomach. Watching him, she ran her fingers through her hair, her own stomach twisting in knots. There was the

strangest, black feeling in her heart, as if she'd jus t signed her own death warrant. She was giving herself freely to him,

and the Goddess only knew where it would lead. Heaven or Hell? "Alright then." Picking herself up, she dus ted off her

cloak and s tood in front of him. "Well, let's go get that hotel room."

Robin frowned. "People."

"Oh no, you made that choice. It's either there or the tower, because I am not hiding out in this." She waved her hand

around her, wondering if the rest of the roof was going to slide off soon. There was another long pause as s he waited for

him to speak. Raven growled under her breath and glared at him . "Look, Robin, if you want my help, you follow my rules."

Robin s tood up and dusted off his own cape. His gaze met her glare and he tilted his chin up, silently questioning her

allegiance. Raven growled again and made a mental note to punch him for that later. He pointed to the eas t wall and

grumbled, "Wayne."

Raven thought about it for a second. It was far away, safe, and Bruce would be there to take care of him. On the flip s ide,

with Robin and Raven gone, it would leave Jump City vulnerable to attack, and Raven didn't want to risk it. She shook her

head. "No. I am not going to Wayne Manor. It's Jump City or nothing at all."

Robin pursed his lips and glared. "Shack?"

"You shut up." She reached out and grabbed his hand, starting for the whole where the door used to be. "Let's go, Robin,

before I lose my patience."

"People." He tugged on his arm, pulling it out of her grip. His fear washed over her and it took Raven a second before

she could regain her composure. Robin shook her shoulder. "Hunger."


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"I know you hunger people. But if we get into the hotel room, you can drink from me until you burs t." She turned around

and rais ed a speculative eyebrow. "Or, we can go back to the tower, and hide in the bas ement until you're ready to talk to

the others."

Robin flushed and looked away, shame lining his eyes again. "Starfire."

"Will understand."

He shook his head, frowning. "Fear."

"She'll fear you?" Raven s ighed and rubbed her temples. If she had to put up with any more of this, she was sure s he'd

kill someone. "You don't know your own girlfriend very well."

He frowned again and looked away, rubbing his arm. "Aqualad."

It took Raven an extra minute before she figured out what he m eant. The s hock hit her ini tially before giving way to

frustration. She rolled her eyes again, feeling ready to pull her hair out. This was not happening to her. Not now. "Oh for

the love of… am I actually having this conversation with you? You just turned into a freaking vampire, and we're talking

about Starfire's relationship s tatus. Get a grip, Robin. I'm serious ly losing my patience now."

Robin glared and s tarted for the hole in the wall. "Hotel."

"Now, we're getting somewhere!" Raven followed him out of the shack, wondering i f it would fall down behind them. The

fog had started to clear a little, but it was still dens e for the most part. If Robin got too far ahead of her, she knew she

would los e him. Raven watched as he s tarted down the slope behind the shack. How , was her biggest question. Howhad this happened to him? How had he managed to get caught in a struggle with a vampire? How did Jinx become a

vampire? Raven wasn't really all that surprised to learn that vampires were real. Similar creatures had existed on other

worlds for mil lennia, what would be so different from earth?

Pushing her questions to the back of her mind, she followed Robin down the slope. In the distance she could see the

faint light from headlights from pass ing cars on the road. His motorcycle mus t have been hidden down there. Raven

looked over at Robin, who was still sour over losing the battle for his humanity, and sighed. She reached out to touch his

hand, but Robin snapped it away as if he'd been burned and s tared at her, shocked. Raven stared back at him. He'd

never been one to shy away from her touch before, what was so different now?

Oh, right. He was a vampire.

"I'm sorry, Robin… we'll find a way to fix it, I promise." Raven tried to touch him again, but he took a step back. Robin

looked confused and frightened again. Whatever happened to him hadn't just affected his body, but had scarred hismind as well . He was hurt, scared, sus picious and a whole s lew of other things Raven was catching. She settled on

giving him a smile. "There has to be a way to fix this, it can't be permanent. We'll figure it out."

He nodded and looked away, frowning. "Touch."

"You don't want me to touch you, do you?" Raven sighed as he nodded again. "Why?"

"Hurts," he mumbled before continuing down the slope. Raven sighed again and followed him, feeling more confused by

that statement than any other garbled response she'd gotten yet. Why, oh why had he chosen to munch on her? This

would be a whole lot easier if he could talk more. If he could at least communicate properly. The scars on his throat were

proof enough that it was probably torture to talk as much as he was . She didn't envy him.

Raven chased after him, worried s he'd lose him in the fog. "Why does my touch hurt?"

"Hunger." He answered quickly, refusing to look her in the eyes. There was a long s ilence before he managed to bring

his gaze up to hers. He touched his neck, frowning. "Stop. Hurts."

"Fine." Raven rol led her eyes. "But I'm going to have you wri te a novel when we get to the hotel. I need to know everything

you do before I can even begin to address what to do." Robin glanced back at her and nodded, but it didn't do much to

ease Raven's nerves. She rubbed the back of her neck, the ache in her head getting worse. Goddess help her, she was

sure to kill the Boy Wonder before the night was through.

)O( )O( )O(

Raven looked around at the finery and s ighed, feeling out-of-place amidst all the silks and brocade. Robin was s itting on

the edge of the sofa closest to his room, watching her as s he poked her head into the other rooms. He had been kind


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enough to at least get them a s uite with two separate rooms, so s he wasn't in fear of Robin deciding to snack on her

later. Even s till, this was really quite ridiculous. It wasn't necessary to blow Titan money on som ething like this. The

Presidential Suite for Goddess ' sake? She turned and looked at him. "Did you really have to choose this hotel? And this

penthouse? Why couldn't a standard room do?"

Robin picked up a pad of paper and a pen. Why? Don't you lik e it?

"It's fine… I jus t don't feel like we need all this." Raven fell back onto the sofa across from him and watched as he wrote

on the paper.

I just figured you might like somewhere nice to stay, since we might be here for a while. I im agine you'll get pretty tired if

you're going to be my only food source. Ha ha. Robin was n't smiling, and Raven highly doubted he meant the comment

as a joke. His face was pale and she could see the pain and frustration in him from trying to keep his hunger at bay. He

rubbed his forehead and wrote something else. Thank you, Raven. I knew I could turn to you.

"That's what the creepy girl is here for, isn't it?" She s ighed handed the pad and pen back to him. At least she was getting

more than one-word ans wers now. She examined his crest-fallen face and wondered if there was anyway to bring Robin

back, or would he always be like this? Would he always be a vampire? Raven chewed on her lip, but shook her worries

off. She couldn't think about that now, there was business to attend to. "So, tell me what happened."

Robin frowned and rubbed his forehead again, as if trying to recall the memory. There were a few, long minutes before

he managed to get the pen back to the paper. It's hard to remember what exactly happened. I k now I followed Jinx into

the clearing around the shack. It started off as a pretty standard fight, her spells against my martial arts. Typical. But half-

way through, something seemed to go off in her and she went after me harder. She kept attacking me relentlessly, but I still got a few good hits in. My memory gets hazy here. I know she crushed my throat, and I could feel all my blood leave

my body. I thought I was going to die.

Raven felt her heart rise to her throat as he continued writing.

She stood over me and spit off some nonsense ab out how she felt so alone, how there weren't any others like her. And

when I felt my life leave me, she slit her wrist and spilled some of her own blood into my wound.

So that was it. Jinx was a vampire. It made sense when you real ly thought about it. After all, she did have some pretty

amazing powers . You didn't get powers like that from a freak accident at a nuclear power-plant. Raven looked up into his

eyes and rais ed an eyebrow. "So, that must have been how she changed you. But, then what?"

Robin s tarted to chew on his lower lip, but his fangs punctured the skin and he winced. Raven was proud of him; he'd

done real ly well so far. When they checked into the hotel, he hadn't attempted to eat any one in the lobby, guests or

otherwise. He must have started gaining control over his hunger, but Raven knew he m ust also have been dying. She

wanted to reach out and comfort him, but he would have shied away from her touch again. Raven s ighed and watched

as he continued to write.

Fire. I felt fire. My whole body was on fire. I didn't know what happened or how to stop it. I felt like I was going to burst into

flames at any point, and then… b lackness. He paused and tapped the pen against the paper before finishing. I must

have been out the entire time you guys were look ing for me. I don't remember anything else, except you. You woke me

up, calling for me. He looked into her eyes and Raven found herself wondering when her heart would s tart beating again.

Thank you.

"You can stop thanking me, I haven't figured anything out yet." Raven leaned back into the sofa and pondered their

predicament. She was going to have to look things up in her books, but they were all the way over at the tower and she

feared leaving Robin alone in his current state. There was no telling what he would do if she didn't keep a close eye on

him. She could ask Cyborg to bring the books over, but then she wondered how he would take the change of their leader.

And how would Robin feel when he saw his bes t friend feared him?

This was one hairy situation.

Robin put the pad of paper in her line of vision. Did you tell anyone?

Raven shook her head before speaking. "No." Pause. "Well, Cyborg gues sed it all on his own. But, Star and Beas t Boy

are oblivious."

Robin nodded, looking surprisingly calm. I figured Cy would figure it out.

"He only knows it was something dark." Raven said, taking a long, slow breath. Her nerves were taking a beating today


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and she needed to calm down. "He said that if you asked for me it was something the others couldn't comprehend." She

watched as Robin nodded, his expression unreadable. There were a few minutes of peace and Raven glanced at the

clock. There were only a few hours until dawn came, and she wondered if all those sil ly myths were true. Would dawn kill

him? Or was it jus t a hoax? She imagined that they'd figure it out soon.

I hate to ask, Raven. Robin looked into her eyes and Raven felt her heart hiccup again. Whatever he was doing was

driving her body insane. He needed to stop looking at her as if she were a delicious snack. But, the hunger is eating me

alive. I need to… He couldn't finish writing, and looked away, ashamed.

"It's fine, Robin. I promised to help you, no matter what." Raven forced a sm ile, despite her fears, and pulled up her sleeve, exposing her forearm. Robin blinked for a second, s taring at the flesh, before he frowned and turned away. He

picked up the pad of paper again.

No. It doesn't taste the same. There isn't as much oxygen in your limbs.

"Are you serious, Robin?" Raven rolled her eyes to the ceiling, feeling as if nothing could go right today. She picked up an

eyebrow and s tared at him for a moment, he returned the glare, obviously not going to back down from his preference.

Raven s ighed and crossed her arms over her chest. "Are we really going to argue over what part of my body you want to

drink blood from?"

Robin pursed his lips and raised the paper to her face. 'Yes' was written across the whole page and underlined five

times. Raven growled and threw the pad at him, but he caught it eas ily, his gaze never breaking from her face. They

stared at each other for what felt like an eternity before Raven had to give in. She wasn't going to torture her team leader

because she didn't like him feasting on her neck.

"Fine. But, I swear, I'm going to punch you in the face."

Understandable. Robin put the pad away and moved to s it next to her. Everything felt suddenly awkward, as if this was

more than jus t a simple exchange of sustenance. It felt as though they were going to indulge in few, more physical sins,

and break a couple heavenly laws whi le they were at it. Raven felt her face flush and her heart skip a few beats as his

fingers toyed with the zipper at the back of her uniform. He pulled it down a few inches and peeled the skin-tight fabric off

her neck and left shoulder.

Somewhere in the back of her mind Raven acknowledged that she was glad it had been the day before laundry day. That

had forced her to put on the only attractive bra she owned, and the delicate, black lace straps looked pretty agains t her

pale skin. There was another, long pause as Robin looked into her eyes, seeking her acceptance of what he was about

to do to her. Raven saw his fear again, along with the shame and discontent. His emotions trampled her s ane thoughts,

and she couldn't do anything but nod, allowing him access to her body.

Raven really expected him to just sink into her neck and keep the situation as no-nonsense as pos sible. But she should

have known better than that. She should have known that there was nothing left to keep this situation normal. Nothing to

even hint at sanity.

Robin's fingers s lipped under her bra strap and pulled in off her shoulder. He pressed his lips to the exposed skin,

kiss ing slowly along the elegant line of her shapely shoulders. His tongue s lipped out and dipped into the raw, red

crease her bra strap had made. The sensation of it made Raven forgot where she was and what was supposed to be

happening. Her head lo lled onto the back of the sofa, exposing her vulnerable throat. She felt Robin's hunger, his

arousal , and it only fed her own emotions more.

Robin kiss ed his way up to her jugular and he licked once. Twice. Three times, before sinking his fangs into her neck,

and sending Raven into bliss.

)O( )O( )O(

So, there it is. I hope everyone enjoyed this installment of Honeythief. I wanted to express my delight with everyone who

enjoys this story. I'm glad people lik e it. I also have some clarifications to do.

What I meant by "I think it's pretty funny", was not an expression slap-stick comedy, but quirky teasing of the 3.99

Harlequin novels. I feel like a Teen Titans/Vampire story is really kind of silly in its own right, but after doing some

searching today, I've discovered that there really aren't any good ones out there, so I hope this fills the void with its unique

quirkiness.

TA DA! Well, I hope you enjoyed it and leave a review or feedback. I love to hear what you think.


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Honeythief

Chapter Three

"And when I'm lost, you search for me. And when I doubt, you're my belief" – Honeythief , Halou

)O(

Robin knew that what he was doing was wrong. Every last human part of him screamed protest against the strangedesire he now felt for his friend. Even the vampire part of him knew it was wrong, and that new part of his soul seemed to

want to indulge in everything sinful; including the soft curves of a woman. But, Raven looked so vulnerable lying there, so

innocent. It was hard to ignore what she was, and the way she was. Robin felt his arousal spike sharply at the sight, and

all he could think about was claiming her sm all, beautiful body.

The vampire in him agreed to an extent. But it was looking for a mate, someone permanent. From his new ins tincts,

Robin was discovering that a mate was necessary for survival, as integral to his existence as drinking blood and

breathing. The thought of making Raven his mate made the vampire s ide of him hiss with frustration and anger. But

when Robin thought of Jinx (in any form, good, bad or dead, and dead was his preference) he could feel it purr in content.

It was annoying, and Robin was trying very hard to ignore the new intuitions inside him. He had more important things to

be concerned with than the finding of a mate. Especially if the vampire part of him chose a tart like Jinx over a wom an like

Raven.

He felt his fangs recede back into his gums and his hunger subs ide. The ache that had dominated him for the entirenight seemed to dissipate, and Robin took his las t deep gulp of Raven's ess ence. He pressed his tongue to the wound

in her neck and lapped, taking in the las t drops of her blood and closing the wound he created. He was done feeding,

but he didn't want his lips to leave her skin. She tasted sweet. Every part of her. Robin's gaze drifted over her body again,

before he groaned and stood up, backing away from the temptation.

Raven had never affected him this way in his entire life. She'd always been his best friend, someone he could turn to in a

time of need, but not… this. Now, she looked like a feast set out for a hungry vampire. Her head had fallen back and

rested on the top of the sofa, her skin hadn't lost color with the absence of her blood but had flushed to a ros y pink, her

lips trembled slightly, and her fingers dug into the sofa cushions.

What was worse though was that Robin could smell every hormone and pheromone that ran through her body and

caressed her skin. He could literally smell her emotions. Her fear, her confusion, anger, acceptance… but most of all, he

could smell her arousal. He could smell the sharp, mus ky scent that called to him, and Robin wanted to take her,

consequences be dam ned.

This needed to stop. Now.

"Raven." He tried to call to her, but it came out a strange, guttural noise, and the vibration sent pain reeling through his

body again. He cringed and felt a frown form on his lips . What had Jinx done to him? Pushing back the pain, he called

again. "Raven."

Amethyst eyes opened up, fringed by dark lashes. She lay there a moment, looking dazed. Robin felt his gut clench hotly

as s he looked towards him. They stared at each other for a long moment before he turned away, hoping to hide his

sham e from her. He knew that she couldn't have known what he had been thinking, but he still had s uch wicked

thoughts about her. Imagining her supple body pressed against him, as he claimed her for his mate. The guilt was

enough to eat him alive.

Raven blinked several times, trying to regain the memory of what just happened. She rubbed a hand over her face beforepushing herself into a proper sitting pos ition. She looked over at the clock, and Robin watched the flush leave her pale

skin. Zipping up her uniform, she returned to her normal self, any evidence of their exchange leaving her body. Raven

was all bus iness and no-nons ense, and something in her severity left Robin feeling strange and bereft, as if he'd just

had sex with a pros titute.

Raven s tood, but her body swayed a l ittle, drained from Robin's feasting. He felt a twinge of regret at taking as much

blood as he did. After his previous snack in the shed, and now his gluttonous feast, it was a m iracle she was alive, let

alone awake. She forced a smile up at him, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. "Done?"

He nodded.

"Good… I'm…" She blinked and looked at him again. Her face paled considerably. "I think… I'm gong to lie down." Raven


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took one step and Robin watched as her knees buckled and her legs give out from under her. He jumped forward and

caught her tiny frame in his arms . She blinked up at him, her eyes des perate to focus. "Oh. Well, I don't imagine this is

good."

His l ips turned up at the edge and he couldn't keep from smiling. Robin wanted to kiss her bad. Anything to reciprocate

what she had done for him. Raven had dropped everything to track him down, to find him and make sure he was safe.

She hadn't questioned him when he told her to come alone. But most importantly she hadn't feared him when he drank

from her. She didn't even shy away for a moment, but had stepped up and addres sed the s ituation head-on. His heart

called to her, even if the vampire in him did not.

"Bed." He growled. Raven blinked and nodded, her eyes s till unable to focus. Robin, without any conscious thought,

swept her body up into his arms . There was a mi ld shock that went through him . He felt strong. Incredibly strong. It was

as if drinking from Raven had pus hed his body to the brink of perfection and there were no m ore lim its. Maybe, there

were some perks (however few) to being a vampire.

"Hey, Robin?"

He looked down at her, unable to vocally respond.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be strong enough."

Robin felt remorse was h through his body. Her not strong enough? Robin should have been smart enough to wait for

the team. Robin should have been strong enough to run away from the fight while he had the chance. Robin should have

been s trong enough to resis t the temptation of her blood. Raven wasn't to blame in any sense of the word. He walkedinto her room and placed her carefully on the plush bed. She smiled up at him.

"I'll try harder next time."

Robin grabbed her hand and caught her gaze. He shook his head, frowning. He'd be damned if Raven tried any harder, it

would kill her.

"No? Why not?"

"Tomorrow." Pain. Robin bit his lip before he finished. "Explain."

"Oh." Raven put her head down on the pillow and pulled the covers around her. "Okay. G'night." Before Robin even had a

chance to respond, Raven had fallen into well-deserved s leep. He stroked hair back from her forehead and watched her.

Sorrow, pride, guilt, anger, and a whole s lew of other emotions welled up into his ches t at the sight. She was wonderful,

but he didn't deserve a friend like Raven.

Robin was n't even sure what he deserved at this point. He was confused and torn, distraught and afraid. Being a

vampire should have made him feel like the whole world was coming down around his ears, but it didn't. In fact, Robin

didn't feel all that different than his human self. He still liked videogames, had a constant desire for pizza, thought Starfire

was pretty, and enjoyed martial arts. There were just new experiences added to him, like the lus t for blood, the

heightened s enses , and the incredible s trength. Other than that, Robin didn't feel all that different.

Oh, who was he trying to kid? He was a freak . A thing that was supposed to keep to the shadows of mythology books.

His body was completely different, and now his vampire and human ins tincts were fighting over Raven and Jinx, the little

chit who tried to kill him.

Robin growled to hims elf and stared out at the city. If the las t dregs of his human body were telling him to keep Raven,

and his vampire instincts were telling him to claim Jinx, Robin was confused as to what he was supposed to do. Why did

the vampire in him want Jinx? Why not Raven? She was a much more s uitable mate than the girl who tried to kill him. Herubbed his forehead, feeling like he was running around in circles.

He sat on the sofa for a long while, trying to remember every detail of the fight with Jinx. Everything felt hazy and unusual,

as if he'd watched the entire thing like it was a bad movie. Most of it he recalled through bits and pieces, but the big s tuff

was all a jumbled mess of emotional snapshots. How had she managed to crush his vocal chords? How did she have

the strength? But most im portantly, why did she turn him? Why not some other shmuck? Why was Robin her target?

He sighed and turned on the TV, hoping the sound would help him focus. Robin sat there for a long while before

discovering it didn't. The familiar noise hummed on about some new-and-improved total gym that he'd heard a million

times before. Against the skyline of the city, the gray fingers of dawn began to spread out across the sky. Vaguely, he

wondered if he should close the curtains and hide in shadows l ike he'd seen in the movies. That thought would have to


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wait. His head bobbed once before falling against the back of the sofa as s leep took over.

)O( )O( )O(

It was nearly two in the afternoon before Raven felt her body wake. She had spent the entire morning, and half of the

afternoon, in her deepest sleep, her body regenerating as much as it could. She felt better, but her powers still wouldn't

return for a few days, and she was helpless until they returned. The sun pooled across the plush comforter and Raven

stretched and sat up. Her limbs felt leaded and unusual, as if they weren't her own. It really wasn't a big surprise,

considering all the blood that Robin had taken from her las t night.

Last night! Robin! Raven shot up from her pillow, eyes fixating on the doorway to the living room. It was already past

morning, and she s till wasn't sure if his body could tolerate sunlight. What if something had already happened to him?

What if the sun burnt him into ashes and there was nothing left? Now that she thought about it, she was n't even sure if it

was only direct sunlight, or could sunlight through windows be just as deadly? What about sunglasses ? But… hadn't

she seen Jinx in the sun before? Hadn't they fought in the sun before? Raven sighed and rubbed her forehead. What

exactly was the protocol for vampires and s un?

She threw off the covers and rushed into the living room. Robin was sitting on the sofa with a cup of coffee and a bleary-

eyed look that told Raven he had jus t woken up. He blinked a few times before grunting, which was his usual "good

morning", vampire or not. He never was much of a morning pers on. Raven breathed a s igh of relief. At least he wasn't a

pile of ashes on the floor; it'd have been a mess to clean up.

She walked to the coffee pot and poured hers elf a cup, and then sat down next to him. They stared at each other for a

minute before Robin thrust his arm into a stream of sunlight, showing nothing more than his tanned, toned skin. Therewas no burning, blis tering, and (thank goodnes s) no s parkling. Raven watched for a moment. "So, I take it sun doesn't

bother your skin then? That makes things eas ier."

Robin shook his head and picked up the pad of paper and a pen. Food doesn't either. I had a bagel before you got up,

and now I really want some eggs and b acon. I have no idea why.

Raven took a s ip of her coffee, letting things s ettle in her mind. She really needed her books to compare Robin's

condition to others. Was his an unusual case, or was it perfectly normal for vampires to live in the sun and eat eggs? If

that was typical, then why was being a vampire so terrible? Oh, right, the whole drinking human blood thing. That would

be pretty unsettling for most earth-dwellers. "Well, that's not what I expected at all."

Robin nodded. Me either.

Raven sunk into the sofa cushions and watched the muted soap opera for a few minutes. What should she do? What

could they do? As far as Raven knew, this curse was irreversible, and Robin was stuck as a vampire for the rest of his

life. She hadn't told him that, because she was pretty damn sure i t would crush his spirit, and that was the only thing he

had left to cling to.

She sighed and took another sip of her coffee. The only thing they could do now is either pray to the Goddess that there

was a cure, or help him cope. Or, they could find Jinx. There was always the chance that she knew more than they did.

Although, Raven was sure that Robin wouldn't like having the girl who tried to kill him over for tea and cookies. She

looked at him, and tried to keep the situation light. "Well, the good news is that you're not sparkly. Which will keep the

hoard of fan-girls from following us around town."

Robin made a s trange wheezing sound that reminded Raven of laughter. He picked up the pen again. Men who "sparkle"

aren't usually into girls, just so you know .

Raven couldn't keep the smile off her lips . He was in a better mood than she thought. It was amazing, given his current

situation. "So I hear." Pause. "So, now what, Robin?"

Food. Eggs, preferably. What a man, choosing to think with his s tomach before logic. Raven s ighed and took another sip

of coffee. The si lence washed over them for another, long moment. She turned back to him, and gauged his express ion.

He was waiting for her to make a decis ion regarding their plans . Raven sighed and put her cup down on the coffee table.

"I was going to contact Cyborg and have him bring some things over for us. We need s treet clothes, my books, and…"

She chewed on her lower l ip and watched his face fall. He didn't want to see Cyborg, or anyone els e for that matter, but

they couldn't live like hermits in the hotel room forever. They needed supplies . "I was thinking it might be useful for

Cyborg to bring over a few pints of my blood. In case we need it in an emergency."

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needed to be done, they had a stash available. Raven didn't like dipping into her s tore of blood, but she couldn't think of

anything else that would be as "emergency" as Robin turning into a vampire and feas ting on her every few nights. She

looked back at him. "Is that going to be alright with you? If Cyborg comes here with blood, he's going to suspect the

worst."

I know he will. Robin thought for a long while before nodding in agreement with her. Yes, it's fine if he comes. I know you

need your things, and I want him to tell the others that I'm all right. I just don't want him to fear me.

"You know he won't, he's your bes t friend." Raven frowned as Robin turned away, guilt lining his eyes. He was more

upset with himself than anything els e, and Raven wasn't sure how to handle him. Anger probably wouldn't help any.

I'm going to shower. Before Raven even had a chance to respond, he had retreated into his bathroom. She wanted to yell

after him, but that wouldn't solve anything, it would only make him even more and she couldn't afford that right now. She

rubbed her temples , feeling a headache come on.

Raven sighed and grumbled more to herself than anyone els e. "Alright. Fine, I'll give him a call." She reached over and

picked up the phone, dialing the tower's private number. It took a few rings before Cyborg picked up. Beas t Boy wasn't

allowed to touch the phone, because he couldn't carry on a normal conversation for more than ten seconds, and Starfire

still thought you had to shout into the receiver in order to be heard.

Raven was greeted with a chuckle. "Ooh, fancy hotel you're staying at, Rae. Nice." The comforting sound of his voice felt

like music on Raven's ears . It was nice to hear sanity sometimes, even if that sanity came from a half-robot. "You know, if

you two jus t wanted to be alone for a while, and have a romantic getaway, all you had to do was ask. We're always happy

to leave you alone." Raven's face fell. So much for the only sane pers on she had left to cling to. Now, she had to kill him ,what a shame.

"Ha ha, very funny, Cyborg." Raven blew out a huff of aggravated air. She glared at a vase in front of her and wished she

had the powers to make it explode. She needed an outlet right now, or else s he was going to blow up at either one of

them. Robin or Cyborg, whoever came first. "You're a real comedian. Look, we need your help."

"Ah." There was the sound of him moving somewhere, hopefully, more private. "So, you did find Robin? That's good to

hear. The others aren't real happy with what you did to them last night." Raven cringed as she thought about it. "In fact,

Starfire is still out searching, and Beast Boy thinks you made a very funny prank."

"That's what I was going for, hilarity in the time of darkness." Raven rolled her eyes, and took a deep breath. Stupid Beas t

Boy. Some day she would teach him a lesson. "You didn't tell anyone where I went, did you?"

"Nope. Not my place to tell secrets, Rae, you s hould know that." She could feel his honesty over the phone and Raven

couldn't help but feel relieved. Robin's secret was s afe for now. "How long are you going to be gone?"

Raven flushed, sensing the confused and distraught tone. He mus t have been fed-up with Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-

Dum over there, and she couldn't blame him. However, if Raven was hones t with herself, she wasn't sure when she'd

even get to step outside of the hotel room, let alone when they'd return home. She s ighed.

"Thank you, Cy, for watching out for us… I knew I could trust you." There was a short pause, and Raven decided she

couldn't stall any longer. She needed her books as soon as poss ible, any more delaying, and there was no telling what

would happen to Robin. "As for when we'll get to come home… I don't know. It looks like we might be here a while before

we can sort out this… mess."

"Mess?" She could feel his incredulity over the phone. "That doesn't sound very promis ing. He was n't turned into a

werewolf, was he?" There was the sound of raucous laughter and Raven wished she could tell him that a werewolf

wasn't that far from the truth.

"It's not very promising, but I'm going to give it my all." She sighed. "Look, I need you to bring over some things for us. I

need some s treet clothes from Robin's clos et, some from my closet, a few books, and a few pints of my blood-"

"Your blood ?" His voice came out so loud, that Raven had to hold the phone away from her ear. She glared at it before

glaring in the direction of Robin's room. He had a way of making her life as mes sy as poss ible, didn't he? "What in the

hell happened!? Is everything okay!? Do you need medical help? Raven, answer me!"

"Er… well, define 'okay' and I'll let you know if we fit the bill ."

"Raven…"

"We're fine, Cyborg…" Raven s ighed. "Fine" was not a word she would have used, but it was better than having her friend


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yell at her for an hour s traight. She could pretend to be fine for a while if it kept waters calm. "It's just an odd turn of events

and I'm s till not quite sure how to deal with it yet. The blood is just a precaution." Sort of.

There was a long pause and he seem ed to calm down, but was s till suspicious. "So, what happened? Or am I not

allowed to know yet?"

"No, it's not that…" Raven chewed on her lip, thinking carefully. "It's just that it's not my place to tell you everything. I'm only

here to help the victim, but if you come over, I'm sure Robin will tell you everything you want to know."

There was another pause and Cyborg let out a long, deep breath. "Alright, but it better be one hell of a story."

"It'll be novel to thrill you." Raven rolled her eyes at her own pun. Was she picking up on some of Beast Boy's bad habits?

"So, we need clothes, my blood, and a few books from my library." She rattled off as many volumes as she could think of,

hearing the s ound of a pen moving. At least he was on-top of things. "Now, this is the only time I'll ever let you in my

room, so don't think you can waltz in there whenever you want. Oh, and whatever you do, keep Beas t Boy out. Lest the two

of you end up parading around in my mind again."

Cyborg snorted, but there was little humor behind it. "Alright. I think I got everything, but I was wondering if you needed

any of Robin's blood."

Raven chewed on her l ip and thought about it. She didn't want to have to drag around several pints of blood and not use

them. She highly doubted that his old blood cells were even compatible with Robin's s ystem now. "I don't think so…"

There was a shocked silence as Cyborg thought about what she had just said. "Did he hurt you, Raven? If you need

help, let me know and I'll get you out."

Raven felt a flush ris e to her cheeks. Cyborg was thinking the worst, but the wrong worst. Technically Robin hadn't "hurt"

anyone. He'd jus t been a li ttle eager in gorging hims elf on her blood. "Not really, no."

There was a heavy silence before Cyborg spoke again. "That's an awkward res ponse."

"It's an awkward s ituation."

"Fine. I'll let it slide this time." Cyborg growled, not satisfied with her answer, and read back the lis t he had written. Raven

couldn't blame him, he was being left out of the loop and he hated that more than anything. Cyborg finished reading.

"Anything else?"

"Not that I can think of."

"Okay, I'll be there in an hour, Raven… just… be safe, okay?" He took a long, deep breath. "I worry about what you have to

deal with s ometimes. It's not safe for you."

Raven smiled, but she couldn't feel the humor behind it. "You have no idea, Cyborg."

)O( )O( )O(

Okay, so that was wordy and a little awkward, but it's going somewhere, I promise. I hope everyone enjoyed this piece, let

me know if you see any errors or if you just want to flame me, I can take it. Let me k now what you think!


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Honeythief

Chapter Four

"Sometimes I doubt the path I chose, Sometimes m y dreams feel all on hold" - Honeythief, Halou

)O(

Awkward was an understatement.

In fact, Cyborg was sure this whole s ituation had moved past "awkward" and into "Bizarro-Land". He sat next to Raven

and s tared at Robin as if he'd grown another head. Although, now that Cyborg thought about it, a second head would

have been more believable than what Raven had jus t told him. A second head would als o be more accepted among the

rest of the Titans. A vampire wasn't something he knew how to contend with.

A vampire made him think of Dracula, of dark and stormy mountains, of young girls being dragged off into the night in a

cloud of superstition. The word didn't draw up any ideas of his s pikey-headed, fearless leader wi th a love of pizza, who

had been too stupid to call in back-up. He looked over at Raven and s cratched his head, still feeling los t.

"Really ?" Pause. "Okay, let me see if I got the story straight? I wouldn't want to botch any details." Incredulous was also

an unders tatement. He jerked his thumb at Robin. "The genius Wonder Boy over here ran off without us, got into a fight

with Jinx, who nearly killed him , but in an act of some kind of twisted charitable kindness turned him into a vampire?"

"Yes." Raven blinked and sighed, looking taxed. Cyborg couldn't blame her; she'd been through hell and back again just

to keep Robin remotely sane.

He s ighed, and leaned back into the sofa to about the logis tics of "Bizarro-Land" a little more. He was trying to keep an

open mind about this, but a vampire? The dark thing of legends… wel l, sort of. He looked back at Robin, who was

parked in a stream of sunlight coming through the window, and sipping a soda. His face remained calm and placid, but

Cyborg knew better. He could see the hidden storm tearing him apart inside. The same storm that ripped through

everyone in the room: if Raven didn't find a way to fix this mes s, then… Cyborg squas hed that thought, and decided not to

traverse down that option.

Failure wasn't an outcome, not with Robin.

"Uh-huh." He turned his confused s tare toward Robin and rais ed an eyebrow. "And now the plan is to let him munch on

you every night until you fix this?"

Raven opened her mouth to speak, but she didn't have a chance. A pad of paper went flying through the air and smacked

Cyborg dead in the face. He gave a start and looked down at it in his lap. Robin's mess y scrawl filled the page. I don't

munch on Raven every night! And it's not like I want to! I don't have a choice! Robin glared at his friend as he looked up.

Cyborg sighed and was about to say something to the only sane person left in the room, but her face was stained with a

dark shade of crimson and she couldn't look him in the eyes. She coughed sl ightly and s tood up to head into the

kitchenette, avoiding the situation. Cyborg rolled his eyes to the ceiling, knowing there was som e other undercurrent

neither one of them was telling him. And he had a good s uspicion that he didn't want to know what it was.

"Look, I don't know what is going on between you two, and I don't care. But, I want to know how we are going to deal with

this s ituation. Starfire isn't going to stop looking for you, and even if we tell her you're safe she'll dem and to see you every

five m inutes." Cyborg toss ed the pad of paper back at Robin. "And Beas t Boy isn't going to be very understanding… he's

already pretty sour because we eat meat. I can't imagine he'd be accepting of a cannibal."

I am not a cannibal! Robin glared at Cyborg who just grinned back, obvious ly meaning it to be a joke. Robin didn't find it

very funny, but Raven snickered politely behind a hand. Robin glared at her. It's not funny, either of you. This is serious.

"I don't think whining about it is going to fix anything, Robin." Raven riffled around in the cupboards, looking for tea. After

all, that was her security blanket when things went haywire. "We have to be level headed about this, practical."

Robin grunted and grabbed the paper. You're always so damn practical.

"Some one in this situation needs to have sanity, and it certainly isn't you." Raven puffed out a breath of indignant air and

turned away from him, continuing to look for tea. Robin shook his head, but wisely chose not to respond. He leaned back

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Something in Cyborg twisted painfully at the sight of Robin. He looked so dejected, like he'd been stomped on and

crushed until there were only a few pieces of Robin left in his unusual, new body. Everything about him had changed, it

was s ubtle but it turned him into a new person. He looked taller, broader, and there was this constant shine of onyx in

his eyes. Robin looked every bit the predator he had become.

Robin picked up the pen and wrote. So, what should we do now? We can't just assume this is going to fix its self. There

was a long pause as everyone gave it some thought. Cyborg was n't even sure what they could do. This was a darkness

no one knew how to fix, let alone understand. This was s omething even Raven wasn't sure of. He rubbed the back of his

head and looked at his two companions , who were both deep in thought.

Raven had give up her search for tea and returned to the sofa. She flopped down next to Cyborg and sighed up at him.

"Well, you brought by books, so at least we can get s tarted somewhere. I know of sim ilar creatures that exist in other

worlds, but I am not familiar with them. I need to s tudy plenty before I can s uggest anything to you, Robin."

Robin ducked his head s lightly and nodded. Cyborg saw the sham e in him , the guilt he felt at taking Raven away from

her normal li fe, of dragging her down into the hell he found. Robin knew he had done s omething irrevocable to her,

something he may regret for the rest of his life. Cyborg sighed and tried not to think about what was happening to his

friends. He tried to think back to yesterday, when their greatest threat was a jewel heist. Those times seem ed so mild in

comparison to this.

"I think the best thing for us to do, maybe not right now but eventually, is to return to the source." Raven's calm voice

pierced Cyborg's thoughts and made Robin turn to stare at her. There was a long moment as Robin's face melted from

shock into fierce anger. The air s tilled, as if Robin was silently daring her to continue, given what the consequence may

be. Raven frowned at his express ion, but went on, despite the threat. "My best plan for us, Robin, would be to find Jinxand ask her what she knows . She is the key right now."

Cyborg leaned back into the sofa, his fingers toying with the tassels on the cushions . Robin's eyes narrowed, and he let

loose a low, feral growl. The air turned pungent and acrid at the suggestion and Cyborg realized that Raven had hit a very

sens itive nerve. Of course he would react like that, what Raven was suggesting was the same as a piece of bacon

deciding to go visit the butcher after it had already been sold, fried, and devoured. Robin felt betrayed and angry, and

Cyborg couldn't blame him . But, Raven was right.

"No." Robin s narled at her.

"I know you don't want to hear it, Robin, but I was hoping we could talk to her. If she's a vampire, she should know what to

expect. Maybe s he had a s lightly less violent turning. Maybe s he knows why you can go out into the sunlight, and eat

eggs. I don't know. The only thing we can assume right now is that she knows m ore than us, and that puts us at a

disadvantage." Raven s ighed and rolled her eyes, uncaring of the storm brewing inside him. She was going to face thetruth, why couldn't Robin? Jinx was their only true link to what was happening to him. His attacker was the only one they

could turn to right now, the only one with concrete answers. She stood up and faced her companion, keeping her face

blank to avoid stirring the pot. "It's worth a shot."

"No!" Robin threw the glass he had been holding, and it shattered against the far wall. The air s tilled for a second time

and no one dared to breathe. Raven stared at him for a long while, and Cyborg could feel the threads between them tie,

untie, and rearrange until it felt as i f every emotion was going to burst, and things were going to be said that could never

be retracted.

There was a long, heavy silence before anyone moved. Raven's lips turned down into a frown and even Cyborg could

see she'd been hurt. She was only trying to help. "Fine. Have it your way, you spoiled li ttle brat. Just sit there for the rest of

your supposedly immortal life and munch on every human you pass."

She snarled back at him before storming to her box of books. With what dignity she could mus ter, she gathered them up,her small, powerless body trembling under their weight. "I'll be in my room. Don't bother me unless the apocalypse has

started, or Robin comes to his s enses… although I suppos e the former will happen first." She gave Robin another glare

before heading into her room and clos ing the door. There was the sound of the books falling on the floor, a muffled cry,

and then the door lock clicked into place.

The silence was deafening.

"You really are a fucking dick." Cyborg shook his head and glared at his friend, Robin at least had the decency to look a

little sheepish, even if he was still indignant. But, that did nothing to help Cyborg's des ire to punch him. "She's really

sticking her neck out for you, Robin, and you don't even realize what she's been going through. Are you so fucking bl ind

you can't see that she's given up everything to take care of you. Her powers , her friends , her safety, everything. And you go

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Robin s tood and walked to where the glass shattered. He stared at it for a long minute, as if he could piece it back

together. Cyborg let out another deep sigh, wondering what he was thinking, what he was feeling, anything to

understand this abomination he was becoming. Robin was known to have violent bursts of emotion, but never at Raven.

Something was stirring in him , and Robin didn't want to face it. Robin made a strange, breathy sound and bent down. He

cleaned the mess he made with deliberate slowness, as if doing something normal was going to take away the sting.

"Robin. We can't ignore this, we can't pretend that Jinx didn't do this." Cyborg wai ted for a response, but nothing came

and he continued. "Look, I know you don't want to hear this, I know it makes you angry. But Raven is right. We need to find

Jinx, we need to sort this out. And, truth be told, I wouldn't be surprised if she came looking for you again. She turned you,

a piece of her runs in you now, no matter how much you want to deny it."

Robin growled, but didn't stop his task of cleaning. He was looking for a shred of sanity in this world, and Cyborg couldn't

blame him. He s at back on the sofa and waited for Robin to finish looking for normalcy. It took a few minutes before he

oined him on the sofa, the pen and paper in his hands . I didn't want to yell at her. I know Raven is really trying hard for

me, but I can't be around Jinx right now… I crave her.

Forget "Bizzaro-Land" this whole thing had turned into another dimension. Cyborg s tared at the paper for a long minute

before he could find his voice. "What? I'm sorry, did you just write what I think you did?"

Robin nodded and picked up the paper again. Well, that's not exactly true. The vampire in me craves a vampire mate,

and Jinx is a healthy, ovulating vampire with a womb . My vampire wants her to procreate, to estab lish a clan, but my

human side is still dominant. It's like a war inside of me, but the two halves have kind of settled on a compromise.

Someone dark enough for the vampire, but… Robin s topped writing abruptly and turned away, his face flushing red.

Cyborg stared at Raven's door and then back to Robin. "Oh, for the love of God. This couldn't get any weirder if it wanted

to. You're telling me that there's a war between your vampire side and your human s ide over Raven and Jinx?" Robin

nodded before Cyborg continued. "And if Jinx comes here you're going to jum p her s o you can have bouncing,

bloodsucking babies?" Robin nodded again. "But Raven is part-demon so your vampire side can s ettle with her?" Nod.

"But it really wants Jinx because s he's a vampire?" Nod. "This is ridiculous, Robin."

That's an understatement. Robin rubbed his face and looked away from his friend, before he wrote more. I just want to

strangle Jinx b efore she has any idea what she's done to me. Robin's pen was perched precarious ly above the paper,

and Cyborg had a feeling that he and Robin had just come to the same conclusion. The pen slammed onto the paper

with such force, Cyborg was surprised he didn't break the coffee table. SHE TURNED ME BECAUSE SHE WANTED A

MATE .

"I wouldn't put it past the pink-headed bimbo." Cyborg had the sudden des ire for a very stiff drink at this point. What in the

world had they gotten themselves into? Robin had jumped to his feet and began pacing the room, looking like he was onthe brink of insani ty. Cyborg wasn't even sure if there was anything he could say that would bring him back down, too

much had happened to him over the pas t few hours . Robin reached out and threw a vase agains t the wall, before letting

out a guttural noise, somewhere between a cry of anguish and a moan.

Raven's door flew open and she looked between Robin and Cyborg. "What happened?"

Robin looked up at her, his face sallow and pale from shock. He blinked a few times before he pointed to the vase. "Fell."

"Uh-huh. Well, don't break anything else, or I'll be more than irritated." She retreated to her room again, hiding behind her

books. Robin s tared at her door for a few minutes before he moved. He looked slow and sluggish, but Cyborg saw the

rage, the anger, the desolation hiding behind the now onyx eyes. Robin looked torn and beaten, and Cyborg had never

seen him in s uch a way before. His fearless leader had always been s trong, and brave, sometimes to the point of being

stupid, but to see him falling apart at the seams made Cyborg realize that everyone had a breaking point, and Robin had

reached his .

"Robin, maybe you better rest… just until we get this figured out, okay?" Cyborg placed a hand on his shoulder, and

Robin s tared up at him, his eyes empty. He looked so lis tless. Cyborg felt his heart tug at the sight, and he sighed again.

"I promise, I'll make sure Raven takes care of you, okay?" Nod. "Alright. Well, go rest… I've got to speak with the demon

herself."

Robin didn't try to do anything els e, he jus t retreated to his room, and locked the door. It felt like Robin had just retreated

into hims elf instead, hiding from what the truth was. Hiding from everything that happened to him . Cyborg shook his

head. What in the world had he gotten himself into? Vampires? Mating? Clans ? This was one big mess , and he knew

he was going to be eternally regretting the fact that he had stuck his nose into it. He knocked on Raven's door, and there

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"Hey, Rae, can a talk with you a mom ent?"

"Come in."

He poked his head into her room, looking around. The books had been opened and laid out on her bed in a semi-circle

around her. She was flipping through a rather misused book, and one of the pages had fallen into her lap. There was no

doubt she was angry and frustrated, and Cyborg couldn't blame her. After everything that she'd been through, he's have

been frustrated too. "Hey, Rae."

"Hi, Cyborg. Is Robin out breaking anything els e?" Raven turned the page without looking up. There was a cold s everityto her that told Cyborg she was s till upset about his comments.

"No, just being… Robin." He wondered if he should tell Raven the truth, if that would fix anything. "He's sorry for snapping

at you, he's just…"

"Torn." Raven finished, her face blushing. She closed the book and looked up at him, a storm of emotions rus hing

behind her eyes. "I know. I heard you two speaking… about Jinx." She turned away quickly and coughed, trying to avoid

the subject. "And me."

"Mm, then you know the whole situation?" Cyborg sat on the end of her bed. "About Jinx?"

"I guess." Raven opened another book and thumbed the pages . The scent of aged paper filled the room, and Cyborg

was distinctly reminded of Raven's room back at the tower. She stopped near the middle of the book and s tared at a

pass age. "This doesn't change anything between us , you know. It's a chemical reaction to vampiric hormones, according

to my books vampires and demons have sim ilar ancestry. He's just responding m e, that's it." Her cold eyes looked up at

him. "I'm not going to entertain any emotions of anything more than friendship."

Cyborg raised an eyebrow and let a frown appear. "I wasn't implying you should, I was just making a s tatement." He

paused for a moment, before deciding decided to stick his nose farther into the mess . He was already neck deep, what

was a few more inches? "You know… you and Robin… well, you have a lot in common. You've always had a special

bond with him that none of the other Titans could touch. You're the only one whose ever known about his past."

"Pfft." Raven returned to the book. "Thanks for lying. I'm a s ister to him, I know that better than you think. I know he l ikes

pretty redheads with innocence abound; I know he'd prefer June Cleaver over Poison Ivy any day. I'm not stupid about

what he wants, and I'm not it." She raised an eyebrow, but still didn't look up. "Further more, I don't see how it's any of

your busines s?"

"It's not my business , I was just s tating an observation." Cyborg rolled his eyes, of course she was going to be snarky

with him. "But let me give you one more obs ervation before you blow up: he contacted you the first moment hediscovered that something was wrong. He called out and reached for you. Not Starfire, not Beast Boy, not even me. He

was looking for you he knows who and what you are, and he trusts i t. Now, tell me what that means ?"

"It means you're mis interpreting events." Raven sighed and looked up at his steeled expression. "I'm a demoness,

Cyborg. A creature born in the depths of hell . At what point did you think I had any chance with a human, let a lone

Robin?"

"Funny, he isn't a human anymore is he?"

"Don't be such a douche." Raven tossed the book to the side, and another page came s liding out. She rubbed her

forehead and sighed deeply. "I need to get out of here and meditate, all his raging emotions are making me ill ."

"You need to look after him, Raven."

"I need to breathe before something blows up."

"You're powerless right now, I don't see what the fuss is about."

"You really are a douche." Raven toss ed a pillow at him, but he caught it eas ily.

"Just stating a fact." He looked out at the skyline and s ighed. "Another storm is coming through tonight. I'd watch him

carefully. There's no telling what he might do in this s tate."

"I'll keep that in m ind." She sm iled up at him, but it looked weak and it never quite reached her eyes. "Thank you Cyborg, I

really appreciate you com ing here."


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"I know." He smiled and s tarted for the door. "Please be nice to Robin, Raven. He means well… he's just…"

"Torn. I know , Cyborg."

"Okay. I'll back off." The door closed lightly behind him and Raven sighed. This was more than she wanted to handle,

more than she knew how to handle. Robin was a complete enigma to her, and this physical and emotional change in

him made him even more enigmatic. Raven let her head fall into her hands.

"How can I do this?"

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And there we go, sorry it took so long, I just started a full-time job and it's crazy! Surprisingly, this chapter was influenced

mostly by this band I've recently discovered called Katatonia, they're a fantastic band if you haven't heard of them.

So, I hope you enjoyed this piece, and I 'll hopefully get the next part out soon!!

Xaph!


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Honeythief

Chapter Five

"Still, I hold my breath each time you go, out in the world that's beyond my control." – Honeythief, Halou

)O(

Raven was convinced her dream couldn't get any stranger. She knew it had to be a dream, because she was wearing adress . And not jus t any dress , oh no, Raven was wearing a frilly, pink dress with a full skirt and matching apron. Her

plum-colored hair was pul led up into a fancy French twist, and she was humming the theme from "I Dream of Jeanie" as

she took a pie out of the oven. White high heels clicked on the black-and-white tiled floor as she set it on the window s ill

to cool.

What kind of weird dream was this?

"Honey, I'm home."

Raven turned and smiled brightly as Robin sauntered through the kitchen door, looking very debonair in a well-tailored

suit. She rushed up and greeted him with a peck on the cheek. "Oh, darling, it's so good to have you home! How was

work?"

"Busy." Robin hung his coat and hat on the hooks next to the door. He took a long whiff of the smells in the kitchen andsmiled at Raven. "Well, gosh, is that pie I smell?"

"Of course!" Raven grinned again and batted her eyelashes in pride. "It's strawberry, your favorite."

"You know me so well, Dear." He walked to the window sill to grab it, but Raven lightly smacked his hand. He pulled his

hand away and stared at her.

"It's not done yet, Silly. We need time for it to cool or it won't set right."

"Well, that just stinks." Robin frowned, but reached out and kissed her cheek. "Alright, I'll wait…" He paused and looked

around that kitchen, as if expecting someone to come in. "Say, where is little Timmy? And Sally? They're usually right next

to your ankles when you cook pie."

"Don't you remember, Dear?" Raven's head cocked to one s ide in question, her face blank wi th surprise. "Kory and

Garfield picked them up to play with Bobby and Cindy this weekend. They're going to go camping down by Eagle Lake."

There was a long pause as Robin's eyes darkened. He bent his head down so that his forehead touched Raven's.

"Really? Is that so?" Raven had the s trange sens ation of being thrown out of her body, forced to watch the scene from

across the room. She watched as Robin reached out and grabbed her wais t, bringing their bodies closer. "So, for the

whole weekend we're alone?"

"That's right dear." Raven blinked and sm iled, her teeth suddenly shimmered like sharp fangs in the soft light overhead.

"Is that going to be a problem? I thought you wanted some time alone?"

"It shouldn't be a problem at all, at least not that I'm aware of…" Robin's voice had grown hus ky and he took a step closer

to Raven, forcing her back to the kitchen table. It made a s trange scraping s ound against the tile, but neither one

seem ed to notice. Robin's hand smoothed down her dress from hip to her knee, before disappearing underneath the

skirt. "I think everything should be jus t fine. Do you s ee any problems with it?"

Raven's head tilted back and a s oft whimper escaped her lips . "No."

"Good." Robin's other arm snaked back around her waist and picked her up, planting her squarely on the kitchen table

with a heavy 'thud'. There was the strange clank of his buckle as he made bus y work of undoing his pants and hitching

up Raven's s kirt. The lacy tops of her black stockings peeked out from under the hem, but nothing else. Robin leaned

forward and placed his lips on Raven's ear. "I plan on making this weekend one you'll not soon forget."

Robin thrust forward as his fangs exploded into her neck.

Raven screamed a moan of pleasure…

And woke herself up. Thank the Goddes s.


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Silence surrounded her as Raven lay in bed, staring at the clock. It was nearly one in the morning, and she had a very

good feeling that she wasn't going to bed any time soon. Or, more precisely, she didn't want to go to bed any time s oon.

She wasn't sure what scared her more, seeing hers elf in a dress, or an erotic fantasy with Robin as her… mate? Isn't

that what he called it? She rubbed her forehead and sat up, pushing the heavy covers off her.

"Raven?"

Robin's thick voice called to her through the door, and she felt her heart skip a small beat. She couldn't let him s ee her

like this: ruffled and in a s tate of arousal. She'd never forget it, and he wouldn't let her, if she knew anything about him.

She cleared her throat, trying to calm hersel f down. "Yes? What is it, Robin?"

"Alright?"

She sighed. Of course he would know, in fact, her scream had probably been loud enough to wake the whole building.

"I'm fine. It was… a bad dream ." Well, that was one word for it. There was a darker part of Raven that wanted to call it a

very good dream. A fantastic dream that, if she had s tayed as leep, would have had a fantastic ending. She needed to get

her head out of the gutter, or she was going to be discovered very soon.

"In?"

"Sure. The door is unlocked." Raven pulled the covers closer to herself, hoping to hide from his eyes. She had a good

feeling that he could see in the dark quite clearly, which meant he could s ee all kinds of things she didn't want him to.

Including the frazzled look s he had in her eyes.

She saw the outline of him against the gray light from the living room. He stood there for a long moment before he took a

step into her room. Raven watched as he picked his way around her books, and took a seat on her desk chair. She

sighed and rais ed an eyebrow in his direction. "So… what brings you to my roo

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