Trust and Faith

Faith In You

Damian couldn't find a way out. No matter how hard he tried looking and where he went, there was no way out. That pocket dimension was likely endless and he just found some stuff Raven kept.

He needed to get back. He needed to help her. He couldn't be in a more useless situation.

Eventually, he gave in. He had a feeling they'd let him out into a trap soon and he had to be prepared. But, no matter how much he told himself to stop trying, he kept going.

Then he tried something which Raven would probably scold him for. He looked through her stuff. What he found was pretty flattering and embarrassing.

There was a whole catalogue of magazines and printed photos of Damian in a suit at some events. Damian counted five hundred photos and forty magazines. 'Tt, no wonder she can't afford groceries sometimes.'

Once Damian thought about their normal life, the time they spend together and the experiences they gave each other. Then, he had it. He was approaching a full on mental breakdown.

Of course he felt this coming, but he was way too proud to let it get to him. That was until he curled up on his knees and screamed into his hands. He wanted to kill his mother, he wanted to make her suffer for what she did.

"Having fun?" He heard. Damian looked up and saw no one.

He thought he must be going insane. From his calculations, he had been stuck in there for around eighteen hours and it was just a white void.

"Yeah, things didn't go well huh?" It sounded like Raven. But, it couldn't be, she wasn't here. She was in the real world, being manipulated by Talia.

"I said multiple times: as the son of the world's greatest detective, you should be a lot faster at figuring these things out." Damian looked up once again. He felt tears brim at his eyes as he gazed upon Raven. It was her in her normal form.

Damian wiped his eyes, trying desperately to wipe the tears away and also checking to see if she was really there.

She just stood over him, smiling.

"Raven?" Damian croaked out from his battered voice.

"Mhm. It's me, Dami. Well, not physically, but I'm still here." Raven answered.

"What do you mean?"

"This isn't exactly a pocket dimension. I've trapped you in a prison similar to the one my father is in, you're able to communicate with my mind thanks to our bond." Raven explained.

Damian raised himself off the floor. A new look of determination worn on his face. He clenched his fists and asked to hear more about his situation.

"So, what about your darker side. Won't she sense what's going on here?" Damian asked.

"No. As long as we're doing it through the bond, she can't sense anything. It acts as a shield as well."

"Ok. Well how do I leave? I need to get back and stop this. I need to save you."

"L-look Dami, it's not easy to escape here. There's really only one way and it's very risky. I don't want to think about how risky." Raven said with a worried expression.

Damian took a step forward and straightened his posture whilst looking into Raven's eyes with a serious expression.

"I'll do whatever. As long as I get you back." Damian confidently told her.

Raven sighed in defeat and smiled at her boyfriend. Despite everything, Damian was ready and willing to do whatever it took to get her back. She considered herself to be the luckiest person on Earth for that.

"Ok. I am going to grant you a small amount of my power, enough to escape and make a plan. The reason I've never done this before is that it can put immense strain on the body and could be life changing." Raven stated.

Damian gulped and tried not to be too overwhelmed. This was big after all. He never imagined having any sort of power like that. He didn't care about the risks. Getting Raven was his top priority.

"Alright, how do we do that?"

"Just sit there and let me handle it. Just... please don't die." Raven pleaded with a guilty look  on her face.

"I won't. You're here after all. You're all I need to survive." Damian told Raven with a smile.

"Ok... ready?" Raven worriedly asked.

Damian simply nodded before Ravens aura succumbed him and he screamed in pain. Yet he had never felt so strong.