A/N: WARNING: CHARACTER DEATH. ...but that is only the beginning of the plot. It all has a purpose. The next chapter will be happening (does count) twelve? or fifteen years later. Btw, the original Raven off of DC Comics was able to take injuries of others onto herself. ...Just throwing that out there before I'm questioned why a part of this isn't making sense.

DISCLAIMER: (for the whole story) I do not own TEEN TITANS. They are property of DC Comics. I am not making profit out of this story. It is all fan based.


PREFACE

His eyes couldn't shift from her rapidly falling body, at least fifteen feet up in the air. Consequentially, he didn't block the blow to his side, abruptly sending him sprawling across the street. A heavy thud echoed his fall, knowing it wasn't him hurt.

"Raven!" he managed to mumble, shifting his weight onto his arms but tumbling back down at the lack of strength. The microscopic debris around his body trembled slightly at the approaching threat.

Suddenly, leaping over his fallen form, a dangerous roaring green beast set himself on top of the approaching threat, preventing Robin from coming to more harm. Pushing against the ground, his body trembled in protest but he needed to supervise his surroundings. Shifting from the one airborne to the ones not far from him, he pushed against his knee and stood tall. The bitter cold wind bit at the exposed part of his face, but he took no mind. The fallen woman wasn't lifting herself from the latest crater on the cemented street.

"Robin!" He glanced back and maneuvered out of the way in time to avoid a dangerous blow to his head.

"Don't you guys ever give up!?" he heard one of robbers shout behind him, catching his attention.

"Will you?!" he snapped back, abruptly spinning on the heel of his hands, strong legs kicking the target in the chest. The dazed man fell, never anticipating the move. He righted himself up again and pulled out a Titanium Steel Bo-Staff. He charged towards the men who were cornering the green beast, in no time knocking them to the floor. The beast shifted into a giant fowl, flying to assist the others.

Robin turned, and suddenly took off running, towards the crater. She still wasn't up. Sliding to a stop, dragging his gloved hand to create friction, he dug his boot into the concrete and dove into the crater. He narrowly avoided landing on top of her. "Raven?" He got no reply. Cursing, he removed a glove, placed two fingers at the pulse point near her neck and froze. No pulse. "No," he whispered. Suddenly, there was a pulse, yet so, so faintly.

"Heads up!" Suddenly, gravel rained down the crater. He dove on top of her, sheltering them both with his cape. He felt the blow of a few pieces of cement but he would get over it. Right now, he had other priorities. Gritting his teeth as he sheltered her from another shower of dirt, Robin grasped his communicator and alerted Cyborg that he needed assistance. In no time, he heard the thundering footsteps of the half robot, stopping at the opening and peered inside.

"Robin? You a'ight?"

"Cyborg! Raven's down. I need you to assert the seriousness of the injury and keep her safe," he pushed himself up from the dirt floor, caught a protruding pipeline, and swung onto the concrete street. The cyborg man nodded and jumped into the crater he had vacated. Robin heard the attacker come before he could see him, giving him time to take out his Bo-staff and dig it into the attacker's stomach.

"Ugh!"

"Damn it," Robin mumbled under his breath, dove to the floor and spread a leg back, knocking the threat off of his feet. Springing back up, he fisted a diskette from his belt and with perfect aim, sent the missile to the man about to pounce on the Tameranean. The diskette exploded with nitrogen in its gaseous stage, instantly freezing the man. The Tameranean didn't blink, but sprinted in mid air towards the Changeling, that needed assistance at the time. He was about to follow when he heard the half man, half robot call his name.

"Robin!" He peered into the crater.

"What?"

"She fading, man! We need to get her to the medical lab in, ASAP! Her vitals are weakening by the second!" Robin's mask set, his face paled.

"I thought her body healed itself!" he yelled, barely audible through the falling gravel - that was the result of Beast Boy pitching the larger of the men to the airborne Starfire with his current reptilian tail, at which Starfire caught, pinning the bad guy with such an strong alien force, that cracks from the impact spread onto the good part of the building.

"Well, you can ask her when she wakes up!" Cyborg shouted back, edging his larger fingers under the limp body of the half human, half demon woman. He wiggled her securely against his metallic plate of a chest, and glared up at Robin. "For now, we need to get her some help!" Cyborg suddenly glanced down then up so fast, it could have resulted in a whiplash. "Damn it! Robin! She's bleedin'! And bad!" The leader didn't blink as he abruptly spun, delivering a heavy round house kick to the gut of a massive man.

"Fer Christsake!Get out of there then!" Robin shouted, disappearing from Cyborg's view for a second. The metal man heard grunts of pain above him as he maneuvered the dark bird in his hands to grasp a good leverage onto the soil, under the city's concreted main street.

"Hang on there, Rae," the older man whispered. He received no reply. Debris again showered the crater, making Cyborg wince when a sharp piece of granite cut across cheek. As his head began to emerge from the hole, he was greeted with silence. A chill ran up his spine when he couldn't detect neither of is teammates. "Yo, Beast Boy!" He called out. He twisted his head back suddenly as he heard the hiss of a snake. Before his eyes, the green serpent grew arms and shifted into the teenage shape shifter teammate. Said teen wore a horrified look on his face.

"Dude, what happened!?" he cried, grabbing Raven's arms, setting her weight onto himself as Cyborg maneuvered completely out of the hole.

"I dunno yet. But we need to get her medical help, now!!" They both turned at the low pitched hum of their approaching teammate. Her translucent green energized fists released their frustration as she descended.

"Gorl Heflb! What has occurred?!" she neared Beast Boy, helping the shape shifter to balance out the small weight of the unconscious demoness. Cyborg opened up the pad on his arm and neared the trio. The pad transformed into a machine the man had designed himself. Several high pitched noises began to ring.

"What's it say?" Beast Boy asked, pulling back Raven's cowl. A sharp cut was bleeding over the curve of her cheeks, but it seemed superficial. Cyborg shook his head, then slapped the pad on his arm.

"If we don't get her help soon, she's gonna die on us!" Cyborg shouted, his shout echoing up the building walls. Suddenly, a piece of cement moved behind the cybernetic man, making them glance back. The piece fell, revealing their crouched leader.

"Robin!" The princess chided, relieved to see him. He glanced their way, warily, until he saw his teammate still down.

"What are you waiting for!? Get her to a hospital!" he ordered, struggling to get up. Starfire gripped Raven's shoulders more securely, thrusting against her legs to suddenly take flight. Cyborg glanced back to his leader. "I'm fine!" he shouted.

"Right!" Beast Boy growled, shifting in mid air into a pterodactyl and gripped Cyborg's arms, taking him up in the air.

Robin saw them turn sharply to the right down Jefferson street before muffling his scream of pain into his arm. Once he had to breath, he maneuvered to stand on his knees. A deep gash penetrated his right bicep, causing his shoulder to come out of the socket. He cursed as his sight began to blur. Shaking his head, he forced himself up. His breath quickened at the effort and anticipation of what he was about to do. Placing his limp right arm in between his legs, he panted two breaths worth before placing his left hand against the top of his right arm and snapping the bone back into its socket. He yelled, cutting himself short after a second.

Flexing his right hand, he leaned down and took up his Bo-staff. He located his R-cycle and mounted the monstrosity. He pin pointed his teammates' locations and revved the engine. In seconds, he was behind them. He earned glances back at him when they heard the engine, but only three did so. The fourth one was still unresponsive. Starfire lowered first but didn't land as she neared the hospital.

"Please!" she alerted the hospital staff, making them stop instantly. "My friend needs assistance!" Nurses and doctors alike rolled up to the Princess a gurney, telling Starfire to place Raven carefully on there. By the time the others had rushed inside, the began to roll Raven away.

"Where is she?" Beast Boy practically shouted as he finished transforming into his humanoid self inside. He set Cyborg safely down as Robin joined them, taking off his helmet.

"She's being rushed to a surgery room," a nurse alerted them. As soon as the words left her mouth, the team made their way to follow their fallen teammate. They turned left on the East wing before the swinging doors stopped them. A male nurse stepped out, stopping them with a gesture.

"I'm sorry, I cannot let you in further." Both the Princess and the Changeling looked at him with looks of protest but Robin cut them off.

"Fine. But alert us of any change," the leader announced, a baritone of warning underlining his speech. The nurse nodded, understanding, and rushed back inside. For a small second, no one spoke. Robin's labored breath finally made Cyborg's stare-off with the two doors stop to glance back at him.

"You don't look so hot, man," he made the other two look back at him as well.

"Yeah, maybe you should get a check up too-"

"I'm fine!" he snapped at Beast Boy, who slightly flinched back. Starfire twirled her hands in front of her, looking as if to say something but rather shouldn't. Robin fixed each worried gaze with a look before turning on his heel. "I have to alert the authorities we've left the scum on the streets. With our luck, they've probably recovered and left already." Mumbling darkly, he left Cyborg, Beast Boy and Starfire waiting for news of Raven.

In no time, squat cars of Jump City Police were on their way to the recently destroyed part of the city's main street. Robin hung up the phone, finally allowing himself to rub his tired eyes through his mask. Small movement to his right caused him to turn his tired gaze right, then down.

A small boy stared up at him, watching him with dark blue eyes. Robin imagined that he must have looked awful to the boy, with blood staining his uniform and gashes oozing with goodness knew what. Never the less, the kid offered a smile. Robin couldn't help but smirk in response. Offering his right hand for a low "high five", the kid giggled as he slapped his chubby little hand onto the hero's.

Robin suddenly stopped short. That should have hurt. His eyes snapped to his previously destroyed bicep to find it … unharmed. In a rush, he left the suddenly scared looking kid and sprinted back to the wing. He almost collided with Starfire, whom he assumed was on her way to call for him.

"Robin-" he didn't stop to listen to her, rather, rushed into the double doors, making the other two call out his name. He was greeted with a flat line from the heart monitor.

"What!? What is he doing in here!?" he faintly heard the surgeon shout, prepping the paddles to shock Raven's chest cavity. But Robin could have cared less. He felt his stomach drop further by the millisecond Raven's heart rate kept lowering. He came to when he felt the grip of the male nurses, trying to usher him outside again. Using his quick reflex, he gripped both hands of either men and flipped them, making them crash back into some machinery. A few sparks lit up the room in a weird light.

"Raven!" he managed to shout, finally. She wasn't suppose to be curing him! She was suppose to be curing herself! She was the one in jeopardy! Nurses and doctors surrounded the half human woman, obscuring his view. Cyborg finally gripped his leader's arms and dragged him back. Robin's view never left the huddle of doctors, even through the closed doors.

"What is wrong with you!? You could have compromised Raven's health back there!" Cyborg shouted, finally shoving Robin away. The leader spun on him.

"Compromised!? She's flat lining, Cyborg!" Instantly, everyone froze. Beast Boy swallowed, shifting his eyes to Raven's doors back to Robin, at which his shocked faze fathomed a sense of bewilderment.

"Dude…your face…" Robin heard the green teenager's whisper, making him turn to see his reflection on the glass of another prep room. All bruises and minor cuts were gone, and he could see his bare bicep clean of injury. If it weren't for the blood on his chest and the torn fabric, he could have pulled off an un-injured Robin. But… he wasn't. He couldn't be. He shouldn't be!

"Ra-" The doctor stepped out -cutting off Robin's reply- branding a small spot of blood on his stomach area of his garment, Raven's blood. He looked pale, shocked. He couldn't maintain eye contact, especially not Robin's.

"…I'm…sorry…" All sound suddenly left the hall. "…we couldn't save-"

"What!?" Starfire cried out, pushing Beast Boy and Robin out of the way to reach the doctor, whom she picked up by his collar clean off of his feet. "Please, make yourself clear! H-How is our f-friend!? P-Please!-" Cyborg lowered her strained arms and pulled her from the doctor, being the only one on the team having enough strength to actually make Starfire stop her own. The Princess spun in his metal arms and dug her head against his metal plated chest, finally allowing herself to weep. The older man tried to maintain his own tears from escaping his only human eye but found it harder as he caught a glimpse of Raven's body from the ER.

"What is wrong with you!?" Beast Boy finally growled, standing up to the doctor who began to push himself away from the wall Cyborg had knocked him to. "Stop lying to us, you-you jerk!" His voice wavered as he too fought himself not to cry.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I'm not-"

"Shut up!" Beast Boy shouted, his eyes flashing animalistic-ally for a second. "You shut up!" Without him noticing it, a few tears leaked out of his matching green eyes. Robin leaned his right "injured" shoulder against the cold of the glass, facing away from his team. Suddenly, flashes began to snap on and off from the end of the hall, grabbing the teams' attention.

"Robin!"

"Is it true!? Is Raven in the ER?!"

"What is her condition!?"

"Why not report to S.T.A.R. Labs!?"

"Can we get a picture of you, doctor!?"

"Robin! A comment!"

"Starfire, what are you going to do now?!"

"Shut up!" Beast boy growled, turning from the doctor to the paparazzi. "All you do is bother us!" It didn't take long for the paparazzi to recover from the yelling.

"Why the out burst, Beast Boy?"

"Is Raven's health in jeopardy?"

"How is-" Beast Boy let out an inhuman growl as he fought his monstrous side to stay within himself.

"BEAST BOY!" the changeling's growls seized as soon as Robin shouted. The Leader's face was hooded as he approached the flashes of the cameras. He swallowed, but other wise no other motion came from his face. "I advice you gentlemen, that if you do not leave the premises of this hospital, police enforcement will escort you out of the building themselves!" He bit out.

"But how is Raven!?"

"What does this mean for the team?"

"What about the League?!"

"How will this effect the crime rate of Jump City?"

"Will-" Suddenly, Robin spun and picked up his helmet, threw it to the ground with an audible smack. A few cameras flashed again, but no one spoke.

"Leave the hospital!" he growled. Beast Boy harmonically followed Robin's threat with his own animally growl. The doctor finally rose fully on his own two feet and sparing the team a last glance, he made his way to the doors.

"Doctor?" Starfire whimpered, breaking from Cyborg's arms. The doctor paused, and glanced back at her baring a painful look on his face.

"..We called it in, Ms. Starfire," she managed to let a sob escape before she rushed to compose herself. Robin stood facing the retreating group of reporters, as finally the guards on duty began to usher them out. Beast Boy turned, no longer holding back tears. A nurse walked from the room, stopping as Cyborg's still body stopped the door from going further. Worryingly, she gazed at the doctor.

"Doctor?"

"What is it?" he asked, closing his eyes.

"…Time of death: 4:37 am…."


A/N: I am going somewhere with this so bare with me. I'm still working on ...two stories for TEEN TITANS other than this one. :D Thanks for reading.