Black, flash, grey. That is what Raven sees when she is able to wrench her eyes open, she had another one. In her dream, a demon man had dragged her down to the pits of hell, she had felt excruciating pain, followed with what could only be described as ecstasy. The black swallowed her whole, and for a moment she felt powerful, but then she heard her mothers blood curdling scream. Her mother had died several years ago, followed by her father. She woke up, but couldn't move. She took a deep breath and waited. Soon her limbs were able to function again. She got up and decided to go take a look at herself. Her deep brown eyes startled her, they were getting darker by the very second. Her black hair did nothing to help the demonic effect. She honestly didn't care. She was more worried about what she had seen. All her dreams were normally realistic, this was straight out of fantasy. Perhaps she was having a normal dream, after all she did have those every once in a while. She heard a sudden knock on her bathroom door. She opened it to find her 16 yr old sister, Lizzie, staring at her. Her sister had long blond hair that fell to her mid back, but you couldn't always tell she was 16, because of her pigtails and pink pj's. "Why are you up sissy?" Her sister said with a concerned look. "Were you having night terrors again?". With one look at Raven, she could tell. Lizzie attacked her with a vicious hug. Raven let her hug her, as she was the only true family she had left. She would protect her at all cost.