Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans, or any of the characters, but God, wouldn't it be cool if I did?

This will be Raven's POV the whole way through, unless it says specifically otherwise.

The first couple paragraphs will regrettably be short, but they will get longer as the story progresses, I hope.

"Teen Titans, go!" Robin cried. We rushed out to meet Mumbo Jumbo, one of the few villains to escape from the big fight against the Brain. He monologued about how he escaped and whatever, and Robin, being Robin, let him, but I just tuned it all out. You hear one monologue, you hear 'em all.

Finally, Robin went head-to-head with Mumbo, staff in hand, while the rest of us circled around, waiting for our turn to strike. When Robin tripped on a banana peel, which wasn't too funny or anything, his girlfriend took his place.

I try not to mess with Starfire too much for three reasons: she's one of my best friends, God knows she tries hard enough when it comes to Robin, and lastly, if she wanted to, she could almost certainly kick my ass. As if proving my point, she Karate Kid-kicked Mumbo across the face and shot him straight into a building with beams from her eyes. Fortunately for those of us who hadn't gotten to blow off steam yet, he got back up.

"Booyah!" Cyborg bugled, running up to meet Mumbo. He aimed a few light punches, missing intentionally to gauge his ground, then finally put his weight into one, which connected. Poor Mumbo went flying into the air, and Cyborg sent a sonic beam into his back. The villain flew into another wall with a crack, then fell to the ground in front of Beast Boy.

The showoff just had to outdo his buddy, so he went T-Rex. To his credit, I have never seen a villain's eyes get as big as Mumbo's did just then. To BB's discredit, he didn't even eat that phony. He chased him around, snapping at his heels like an oversized puppy. Despite the humor even I could feel about the situation, I decided to wrap things up.

"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" I chanted, sending my black rays like knives into Mumbo. They knocked him into the ground and pinned him there, helpless.

"Aw, come on, Rae!" Beast Boy whined, turning human(ish) again. "I was just starting to have fun!"

"Dig a ditch," I said.

"Build a bridge," Cyborg chuckled.

"And get over it," we both concluded.

"Team!" the Boy Wonder summoned, and we all walked to meet him. "Way to go, team. Starfire, Raven, excellent fighting style. You were both spot-on." Starfire beamed. Cyborg and I smirked. "Cyborg, Beast Boy," Robin continued, "could you have taken any longer? I thought you were just playing with him."

"Maybe that's because they were," I said. Beast Boy and Cyborg glared at me, and Robin glared at them

"Come on, Rob!" Cyborg protested, trying to defend himself. "We hardly ever fight real villains anymore. Just old simulations and petty thieves. Of course we were gonna have a little fun. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"Yes, there is," Robin persisted. "Villains are always popping up all over the place, stronger than before. You'll miss these quiet days soon, and wish that you had taken me a little more seriously. Besides, I think you're forgetting one very important villain."

Silence. Then, from Beast Boy, "But Slade has been quiet for so long now. Don't you think-"

"I think we shouldn't just sit around and wait for him to make his move. Besides, have you forgotten what happened to Terra?"

"I never forget," Beast Boy said quietly, his usually boyish face clouded over. With a glare at Robin, he stalked away.

"You shouldn't preach, Robin," I said icily, "and bitching doesn't suit you either. You know as well as I do that we all want Slade caught and Terra back. Yes, even me," I said over his remark. "I want her back too, if only to keep that shape-shifting booger out from under my nose. Don't insult us, Robin, with no good reason."

He glared at me, but said nothing, which I suppose was something. I turned to Beast Boy to see if he was in too bad a shape, but that was when the vision came.

I went stiff, and, deaf to the voices of my friends, toppled face-first into the ground.