I know the 'alternate universe' thing is cliche. Too bad. Raven ends up in an alternate reality where she has to deal with normalcy and being considered crazy. Rachel ends up in an alternate reality where she has to deal with superpowers...oh, yeah, and being considered crazy. The question is, why?

Raven woke up to the sound of an alarm blared in her ear. She was up in fifteen seconds, automatically assuming, "Trouble!" But something was different. The regular alarm was louder, and usually Robin shut it off right away. She shook her head, still slightly groggy, and looked around.

Bolting upright, Raven's eyes widened. She was in a completely unfamiliar room! She realized the annoying blaring sound was coming from an alarm clock and quickly unplugged it, having no prior experience with alarm clocks and therefore not knowing about the snooze button.

As soon as the annoying beeping was gone, Raven sat down on the bed-not her own-to think. She'd gone to sleep at ten o'clock in her own room. They had caught a couple thieves and rescued a couple cats earlier, nothing too unusual...was it a new villain? Maybe one with some control over illusions or something? Goodness knows those types were common enough...

A familiar voice snapped her out of her reverie. "Rachel! Wake up! We're gonna be late!" Raven allowed herself a small smile. Robin was here, he'd help explain...wait, what? Late for what? And who in the world was Rachel?

What was going on? Raven scrambled off the unfamiliar bed into an unfamiliar room. "What is happening?" She said out loud. She scrambled over to the dresser-she was in pajamas that, once again, she didn't recognize. Seeing as she had no other choice, she walked over to the dresser and opened it, hoping that if this wasn't an illusion whoever this stuff belonged to wouldn't mind. Most of the stuff looked like what she would wear-dark colors, lots of blue and purplish hues-if she was a civilian. She yanked on one of the blouses and a pair of pants and stood up to look at herself in the mirror.

She gave a small cry of surprise and stumbled backwards. She..she didn't look like that! Raven had purple hair, purple eyes, gray skin! And where had her chakra gone? The person in the mirror looked like her vaguely, humanized. Like the clothes...

Raven stumbled out of the room feeling panicked. Something was wrong with her powers too. Nothing was exploding, and she couldn't really...feel them. Raven shook that out of her head. More important was to find someone who knew what was going on. Hadn't she heard Robin before the whole clothes and appearance issue?

She practically walked straight into him. Feeling panicked, Raven realized she couldn't sense his emotions. And Robin...he wasn't wearing a mask? What in the world was going on here? "Robin?" She asked uncertainly.

He blinked. "Rachel? Why'd you just call me Robin?" Raven looked at him, completely confused. In much the same situation as him. "Why are you calling me Rachel? I'm not Rachel! Something weird is going on here! I can't sense your emotions, you're not wearing a mask, my appearance has changed..." She mumbled, mostly to herself.

Robin looked at her as if she was crazy. "What are you talking about? You look exactly the same. My name is NOT Robin, you know that, I never wear a mask, and sensing emotions? Please! The only thing you're right about is something weird is going on. I don't know about you, but suddenly going crazy definitely ranks as going crazy."

The two teens studied each other warily, familiar yet complete strangers at the same time. Suddenly Raven asked a sudden question. "Where am I?" The strange boy that wasn't Robin looked at her in that same are-you-crazy way again. Judging from the circumstances, he most likely thought she was. He decided to answer the question anyways. "New York. Bruce's mansion?" Raven just shook her head. "Bruce's mansion is in Gotham..." She mumbled.

Then she asked another of those strange questions. "What's your name?" Non-Robin decided to answer the absolutely ridiculous question. "Dick. And you're Rachel, since that's probably the next question you'll ask."

Raven nodded. "It was going to be." She said, completely serious.

Dick stared at the girl he had thought he knew. She was spouting the most insane things he had ever heard. Sensing emotions? And Robin was a name his mother had called him, how would Rachel know that? Where in the heck was Gotham? Just what was happening here?

So, since she had finished with her insane questions, he started with his. "So...if you insist you're not Rachel, than what's your name?" Rachel-or whoever this girl was-smiled in the most haunting way. "Raven. I didn't expect you to know, but it is rather strange to have your own teammate have to ask."

Dick was once again shocked. "Teammate?" He asked uncertainly. Rachel-Raven?-nodded simply. "I suppose, since apparently I'm in an alternate reality or something of the sort, you wish me to explain. If I do, though, you have to explain too." Dick nodded again. This was perhaps the strangest situation he'd ever been in.

Rachel-Raven, he corrected himself, if she wanted to be called that, he'd call her that-was interrupted halfway through her extremely bizarre tale. "Okay. I live with Robin, Starfire, Cyborg, an-" It was Victor. He yelled, obviously walking towards them, "Ra-chel! Dick! We're going to be late." Then he saw them. He looked puzzled. "Guys, what's wrong?"
Dick shrugged helplessly. Raven stared at Vic as if she'd never seen him before. "Cyborg?" She asked, her voice littered with disbelief. Dick's eyes widened. Vic was in this strange fantasy world of hers too? He motioned towards Vic, away from the spontaneously crazy girl on the ground. "Vic." Dick said in a low voice, to Vic's obvious confusion. "Rachel has gone crazy or something. She keeps calling herself Raven, me Robin, and now you Cyborg. She said something about sensing emotions or something. She doesn't remember anything, as far as I can tell."

Vic looked really worried. No surprise there. "You think we should stay home today?" Dick nodded. He hated skipping school, but probably, in this case, it was necessary. "She was just telling me about some kind of alternate past thing she probably made up. You should probably listen too, seeing as she has kindly added you in."

Raven apparently did not approve of conversations held outside her hearing. "I know you said I'm crazy. Don't bother with the pitying looks. I've got enough on my hands already. Anyways, as I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, I'm on a team of superheroes called the Teen Titans. The members include me, Robin, Starfire, Cyborg, and Beast Boy. By the way, what's your name here?" Vic looked blown away. No surprise there. "Umm...Vic?" He said uncertainly. Rachel was a lot blunter than usual. Though biting sarcasm was her thing, she didn't actually use it much.

"Thank you. Is there any overly bubbly redheads here and annoying boys with an arsenal of terrible jokes?" Dick nodded carefully. "Kori and Gar. They're in the kitchen."

Without missing a beat, Raven-Rachel-she may have hated Rae, but in this case, Dick for once wished to call her that as it fit both names. "They're probably counterparts to Beast Boy and Starfire in my dimension. Respectively, everybody on the team has powers but Robin, you-" she pointed to Dick- "who is very good at martial arts, has heightened reflexes, and trained with Batman. Beast Boy is green and can change into different animals, Starfire is an alien who can shoot energy from her hands called starbolts, is super strong, and can fly. Cyborg is part robot after a car accident, and I am part demon and have empathetic and telepathic abilities."

Both boys were speechless after this rather long proof of her utter craziness. "Umm, Rachel?" Vic said hesitantly. "Don't call me that." Raven snapped. "Superheroes don't exist." Raven was rather silent after this simple statement. "Huh. So no Green Lantern? No Justice League?" She didn't expect an answer. "Although it'd be rather good also, as there probably wouldn't be supervillians either..."

The silence that followed was long and awkward. Raven seemed to be mulling over something, and both Vic and Dick had no idea what to say. Until Alfred appeared, one of the butler's quirks. "Master Dick and Master Victor? Miss Rachel? You are going to be late."

Dick turned to the butler carefully and said, "I think that's the least of our problems."

Yay! Three guesses to what next chapter will be like...no, actually, you're just going to have to wait and see. Reviews welcome! Flames, praise, anything!