Rachel's expressionless gaze turns into one of irritation as she watches an angel smash the roof of the tower. Unlike the other members who cared more about you than the damage to the tower itself.

Raven hates angels. Or so her father taught her. From the beginning she has been told that angels are very weak because of their innocence and 'divine' justice. She was taught to do evil, although she never wanted to do evil. That's why she walked away from her dad and decided to join the Teen Titans.

Rachel has always heard a story about a fallen angel: Lucifer. Even though the same thing happened to you, she doesn't give a damn, or rather, she doesn't like it. But now she has to pretend to be nice to take care of you; it's Robin's orders, she and the others have to accept it. While everyone admires your beautiful wings and your soft, heavenly skin, she gets a little... jealous.

Let's see, she's a demon, you're an angel. It's clear who's more beautiful, isn't it?

"Stay still," she murmurs coldly, wiping the dirt from your wings - it's her turn to look after you while everyone else has gone on a mission. She's only been here an hour and you're already annoying Rachel. You're damn beautiful up close, and when her fingers brush against your wings, you shiver so much that she's a little amused by it. She can't believe she's getting attached to an angel she's supposed to hate.

Her thoughts about you have changed considerably.

"Why did you fall from heaven, did God get fed up with you or something?" Raven asked, with some mockery but with... concern. Rachel notices your sad and somewhat nervous face: you are weak like she was before and she hates it.