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DeadlyRedAlice

Robin

I didn't even bother to look up to see who walked into the main room. Other than the fact that Raven's walk is very different than everyone else's, there was the bond. That, and the fact that nobody but us usually gets up this early. Raven's almost silent walk differed from Cyborg's loud and noticeable stride, Starfire's playful almost skipping gait, and Beastboy's small but obviously trying to be loud stomp.

"Isn't it a little early to be up, even for you?" her low, enchanting voice asked. Enchanting? I shook my head, pushing the thought away. I folded up the newspaper and looked at her, giving a smirk.

"Well, you're up, so I guess not," I teased. She raised an eyebrow and looked at me through her hair, giving me a mock glare.

"I am only up because if you haven't noticed, this is the only time I get any quiet," she answered, deadpan, as usual, before taking a sip of the tea that she just heated up. Well, not really as usual. A hint of amusement hid beneath it all. More and more I noticed little grasps at emotion coming from her. Then again she has always been a bit more comfortable with me. After all I am the leader.

She pushed one of the shorter strands of her violet tresses behind her ear and glanced at the newspaper lying next to my coffee. "Anything?" she asked. I shook my head. She sighed. "Sorry, Robin," she said with a teeny bit of hidden sympathy.

"Nah, its fine," I said, keeping the mood up. I had to be the motivating leader. My second-in-command just stared at me, knowing that I didn't actually think it was 'fine'. I looked away from her naturally amethyst eyes. "Want me to make you some breakfast?" I asked, hoping to smoothly change the subject. I took a quick glance up, but almost immediately looked back down. Just by doing that I could tell she knew exactly what I was doing. I waited for her to rat me out on it.

"Thanks," she said quietly. I looked back up, glad my mask concealed my surprised look. She was staring at her tea, hair already back shielding her face. I silently thanked her for dropping the subject. Everyone else would probably keep pressing. Then again, everyone else, except for maybe Cyborg, wouldn't be able to see through my small lie. Raven being Raven not only could tell, but had the decency to know when to leave it alone. I got up and went into the fridge . . . only to find all our food covered in blue furry stuff.

"Ummmm, Raven?" I said closing the refrigerator door. She looked up from her tea. "Can't really make that breakfast," I said trying to hold back a blush. She gave one of those small smiles, the only type of smile that I've ever seen her give. The smile that is only the lifting up of the tips of her lips.

"Surprise, surprise; all our food totally disgusting. I'm appalled," the obvious sarcasm dripping from every word. I chuckled, amazed that she could always be so . . . so. So, what? I have no idea. She was just something else. I stared at her, about to say something, when a brief look of worry crossed her face. Suddenly, she stood up, knocking over chair she was sitting in. "Robin? What's that?" she asked with urgency, staring at something out the window behind me. I turned swiftly, only to see something, almost like a meteor, heading straight for titans tower.

"Come on!" I yelled racing out the door, not even bothering to see if she was following. I just automatically knew she would. We bounded up to the roof. It was already close enough that we could feel the heat radiating off of it.

"Holy -"

"I got it!" Raven yelled, interrupting me. "Azarath Metrion Zinthos," she mumbled, before the whole object was engulfed in the black magic, stopping it right before it collided with the tower.

"Can you set it down without breaking anything?" I asked, staring at her. I could tell she had no problem lifting it with her power but it wasn't like she could just stand there like that. Her eyes were all white; no iris, no pupil, no nothing. The first time I saw it, I had been kind of freaked. The first time we met, I had no idea what to think of her, and now? Now she is my best friend. I trusted her with my life.

"If I set it down here, on the roof, it'll probably just go through it. I place it on the island," she responded, shaking me out of my thoughts.

"I'll start heading down."

"Do you have any idea about what it is?" Raven asked, coming up behind me, suddenly.

"No clue. All it is, is a giant metal ball. Literally," I looked down at it as I stood up from my crouching position, which I had been in while examining the , the, the what ever it was. The object. All its ends were smooth. No cracks, no holes. Just a sphere of pure metal. It wasn't even hollow. "Another weird thing," I said switching my look away from it and to Raven. "It is freezing cold to the touch,"

Her eyebrows knitted together and her mouth parted slightly, as it always does when she is thinking. I smiled a little thinking of how, well, how cute she looked. CUTE? I shook my head. She was my best friend. What was I thinking? "Could it be because of my magic?" she asked. I looked up at her, just realizing I was staring at the ground.

"Not likely. It was steaming when I walked over. Steam coming up and everything, And yet it was icy cold when I touched it, even with the steam coming off of it,"

She stared at it, her pensive look on her face. She nibbled on her bottom lip before talking; "We should probably wait for Cyborg to get up so he can run tests on it, before we do anything," I nodded my head in agreement.

"We can't just leave it here, out in the open," She looked at me, her eyes boring into mine.

"Basement," we said at the same time.

We got in the elevator, leaving the sight of our now filled basement behind us. I glanced at her standing next to me and noticed that she had her cowl up, hiding in its darkness.

"You do realize that they probably won't be up for a couple more hours, right?" she reminded, breaking the silence. I nodded and frowned. Why did they have to sleep in?

"We could wake them up," I offered. A small smirk played on her lips.

"This could be counted as an emergency," she continued.

"I mean, after all, a huge, flying, metal ball was aimed for our tower,"

"And its not like we stayed up all night,"

"Would you like to do the honors?" I asked, gesturing to the big, red button .

"No thanks, Boy Wonder. I am not going to be blamed for this," she said, her smirk growing a little. I smiled, surprised she knew why I didn't want to press it. Then again, I should have learned by now not to underestimate her. I pulled up the glass case and pushed it. All the lights switched to red and flashed, the siren going off. I waited to hear the bing that meant the mic was on.

"All titans report to the main room ,immediately," I announced.

"Oh, no worries, leader, they'll come immediately because, you know, it's not like they just woke up, or anything like that," Raven said, again with the sarcasm. I turned and saw her hood was now down. One of her longer strands of hair were wrapped around her index finger, her other hand on her waist revealing half of her hidden figure. She deserved a lot more credit than she got. Not only was she lithe but she had this tiny waist that was worthy of a Barbie doll, though she would, umm, damage, anyone who said so.

"Cyborg will be first, then Starfire. Last of course will be Beastboy.10. . . 9 . . . 8 . . . " she began. I opened my mouth to say something, but she lifted a finger to silence me. "5. . . 4 . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . " The doors slid open revealing a grumpy Cyborg. He opened his mouth, but as Raven was doing to me, I rose my hand and silenced him. He took the chance to catch his breath. Raven began again.

"6. . . 5. . . 4. . . 3. . . 2. . . " Next Starfire flew in, hair slightly untamed. She glanced around tiredly. "10 . . . 9 . . . 8 . . . 7 . . ." once again, when she got to one, Beastboy shuffled into the room, eyes practically closed. She gave a mock curtsy and sat down on the couch. I gave a small laugh. Starfire glided to the seat near Raven and plopped down. Cyborg yawned and leaned up against the couch but didn't sit down. Beastboy, well, Beastboy looked to have fallen asleep standing up.

"Robin, why must you awake us?" Starfire asked, rubbing her eyes. Out of all of us, she probably changed the least. It might be that alien gene or something. She was the same height as always and I had already surpassed her, almost the height of Cyborg but not quite. Her hair never seemed to grow and stayed that brick red shade. Her eyes, even sleepy, were bright green. She was slightly more curvy, but you could hardly tell. She was same old, cute Starfire.

Beastboy had gotten taller and had a bit more muscle. His hair had grown slightly longer and his voice slightly deeper and his eyes slightly darker. Though he still told stupid jokes and planned dumb pranks he had changed. . . Ever since Terra. The betrayal was a stab in the back for him. . . but her current state? That was a thorn in his heart. No matter how much he tried to hide it, he would never, ever, be the same.

Then there was Cyborg. Though he hadn't gotten taller, his voice was deeper, and there was just something. Something that made him seem different. Older maybe? I couldn't quite place my finger on it. He also seemed to have a small crush on Bumblebee, which I wasn't sure how I felt about yet. I mean, I was glad that he isn't holed up in his room, sad about how he had lost Sarasim, but a relationship between the two titans could end in disaster. Not that I had any room to talk. . .

Sarasim. Hmmmmm. The only reason Cyborg was pulled away from Sarasim was because of us. Raven. She had officially pulled him out. Surprisingly enough he didn't yell at her too much. Only begged her to send him back. I know how guilty she felt. I even saw her spend hours looking through books. At first I hadn't known why, but later I saw Raven show Cyborg a book that had Sarasim in it. It had shown that Sarasim had won the battle. It was clear that Cyborg was comforted by that. He and Raven had a relationship you would see between brothers and sisters. That was how a team was supposed to be.

Raven . . . She was shorter than Starfire by like an inch. Her skin was pale, almost grey. Her eyes seemed ageless and such a beautiful purple it hurt to stare into them too long, and yet at the same time, they were so deep it was hard to look away. Her lips had become fuller and her waist smaller, if possible. Her longest piece of hair brushed her shoulder and her eyelashes were thick, giving her something else to hide behind. Her hair looked to be a shade darker of purple and was as exotic looking as ever. As a friend, I could say without a doubt, that she was beautiful.

"Ok," I said clearing my throat. "There is a slight possibility that someone tried to attack Titan's Tower," I bluntly announced. I small laugh seemed to come from the couch. I looked over only to find that Raven's hood was back up. I inwardly rolled my eyes. Couldn't she just make up her mind? And why did she hide anyways? It's not like she had anything to be ashamed of. Anyways, we were all friends.

Starfire gasped, seeming to finally wake up. Cyborg stood up straight. Beastboy? He looked exactly the same. Raven sat indifferently, arms crossed, her face, and expression, completely hidden. I continued. "We thankfully stopped the, object, before it hit the Tower," Three answers came at me all at once, which surprised me because I had been positive that BB was asleep:

"What object?" (Cyborg)

"Oh no, how awful!" (Starfire)

"We?" (Beastboy)

"Yes we, Raven and I, stopped the object. It's now in the basement. Cyborg, I want you to run a few test on it," I said, trying to answer the questions.

"You got it,"

"Robin?" Starfire asked. I turned to look at her, only to find her floating next to me, eyes looking upward in thought. "I shall do the research, no?" I nodded. "Then, shall we go do the looking?"

"Come on," I concluded, walking out the door. Raven fell into step beside me. Her hood remained up, but not in a 'leave me alone' way. It was just a small barrier as if to give her privacy. I don't think I'll ever truly figure her out, but hey; I could try.

We walked down the stairs of the basement and the lights began to flicker on. In the middle of the floor sat our object.

"Whoa," Cyborg breathed out.

"I have not seen anything like this from before," Star said half heartedly. She gazed down at it in almost admiration.

"I looks like a giant metal ball," Beastboy said groggily.

I was about to respond, when the alarm went off. I raced back to the main room, the titans following loyally behind.

"Who is it?" Raven asked as we entered the room.

"Don't know but I'm going to find out. Star, take the skies with Beastboy. Cyborg? You and Raven take the T-Car. Let's go!"

Raven

"Hey Pyro! It's the titans to come and stop us," one of the villains called out mockingly. There were four of them. Three were dressed up as any old burglars in all black. One, the one I assumed to be Pyro, was in a suit kind of like Beastboy's but red, orange, yellow, and black. Mostly red, though. He had black hair with red tips and yellow eyes. He appeared to be Robin's height and strongly built.

"I wish you luck," Pyro said, sounding a little bit British. Then, out of nowhere, fire generated at the tips of his fingers, then traveled up his arms, until his whole body was enflamed.

"Titans go!" Robin yelled before running towards Pyro's goons, bo-staff at the ready. Pyro began launching fireballs at us, me barely stopping one from crashing into Robin's head.

"Azarath Metrion Zinthos," I whispered. The black energy left me like daggers, heading straight for fire-boy Pyro. He jumped out of the way, but stumbled. I enclosed around a box and hurled it towards him. Cyborg shot off his sonic canon at him. Pyro made an attempt to burn the box before hitting him but Robin threw one of his ice discs which froze his hands.

I closed my eyes and concentrated. A bar flew out of the wall and wrapped itself around Pyro. Then three more followed, each going for the stupid helpers. They struggled but none could move the metal. I landed softly out of the air.

"Well ,that was pointless," I said dryly.

"Life is pointless, darling, but that doesn't mean we don't continue living," Pyro laughed. "Wait until the boss hears of this," he gasped out between laughs. I looked at him confused, and then glanced at Robin. He already stormed up to Pyro, held him by his collar, and asked very threateningly, "Who do you work for?" He only laughed harder.

"You are so right boss. The Joker will have a fit," The taller of the three idiots laughed out, practically rolling on the floor. This laughter is giving me a headache. Robin seemed to freeze. He dropped Pyro and stormed out the front. I ran out after him.

"Robin, what's wrong?" He only glared at me and began pacing. I heard the faint sound of sirens. "Robin, please. I can't help, if you don't tell me what's wrong,"

He spun at me, looking so angry that I would have been scared if it wasn't Robin. He was almost as tall as Cyborg now and if Cyborg was 100% human they would probably be the same strength wise. He didn't need me to worry about him . . . but I did, nonetheless. I looked into his mask searchingly. He turned away, his hair swishing a little. It had grown slightly longer, and had become slightly less . . . spiky. He looked handsome no matter what he wore, whether it was early in the morning or late at night. He was my best friend and without him, I'd probably lose myself. Of course I care for him. I just wish he'd let me.

"It's none of your business," he said gruffly. He knew that would only make me madder and I saw him mentally scold himself.

"Whether it is or isn't, which it is, I'm making it my business," I responded putting my hands on my hips, glaring. He opened his mouth. That's when all hell broke loose.

Robin

"Whether it is or isn't, which it is, I'm making it my business," I glanced at her as she put her hands on her hips, her eyes giving me an icy glare. I opened my mouth to say something before a huge explosion sounded behind us, fire reaching our backs, making us feel the heat. The whole conversation seemed to be forgotten as we sprinted back inside the now burning building. Immediately my lungs were filled with smoke and I heard Raven cough, but I had to keep moving.

"Cyborg? Starfire? Beastboy?" I yelled, ignoring the burning sensation in my throat. Suddenly black orbs of energy surrounded bits of fire. Taking away the oxygen, Raven extinguished the fires and yet, even with the smoke clearing, I couldn't see any of my teammates. A huge jet of water finished off the rest of the flames. I turned in the direction it came from to find a green elephant and a dazed alien. My sigh of relief stuck in my throat when I noticed a certain half-robot was missing.

"Cyborg?" I practically screamed. I whirled around in every direction, my eyes straining to locate him. That's when I caught sight of something lying on the ground where Pyro plus three had been. I cautiously walked over to it, each step my senses getting sharper and harder to stand. I stood an inch away and stared down at the little piece of cardboard that I hated so much: a joker card.

There you go. Suspense. LOVE IT! I know its a little long, but i think it turned out fairly good. Like i said before rate, review, whatever.

- DeadlyRedAlice