I reeeaaalllly apologize for the incredibly long wait; school stuff and whatnot.

Pale fingers touched the side of his weapon. "Cyborg? Cyborg, it's me." He slowly turned his head to look at the person who called his
name. "R-raven?"

"What-how-" Raven raised an eyebrow. "Surprised?" The half-robot's eyes widened. "You're not the only one with an extended lifespan." "How did you-" She held up a hand, and her eyes narrowed. "You left us, Cyborg No explanations, no letter, nothing. You just left." She walked up to him and stuck an accusing finger in his chest. "Why? Why couldn't you just tell us? We would've understood!" Her eyes flashed venomously. "Do you know how Starfire did after you left? She almost died from not eating, Victor. The whole team split up. Everyone's dead, courtesy of Deathstroke." Cyborg opened his mouth, but no words were spoken. An eternity passed before his vocal cords started working again. "I'm sorry." Raven collapsed onto the couch, her head in her hands. "You left us." She looked up, tears beginning to form in her eyes. "You left me," she choked out. Cyborg's electronic eye dimmed. "It's not what you think, Raven." Not knowing what to do, he took a seat beside her as a long forgotten memory began to replay in his head.

Cyborg flopped onto his recharging chamber with a loud groan. Someone knocked on the door. "Come in," said the metal teen. Robin walked in holding a brown envelope. "It's from your father." He gave it to Cyborg and left, but not before congratulating him on the good work in the previous combat against the Hive Five (now there really were five members, since Jinx had switched sides.) Cyborg casually ripped open the seal, which revealed a letter. "Dear Victor, how are you…" Cyborg's eyes scanned the paper until he came to the third paragraph. He stopped and read it again, slowly this time: "Despite all those setbacks. STAR Labs is still up and running, thanks to Bruce Wayne. Oh, and in case you were wondering, the reason your cells haven't aged normally is due to the cybernetic half of your body. The tests we ran showed that your robotic side has greatly slowed the growth, and by extension, deterioration, of your bodily organs. Congrats, son, your lifespan is now increased by almost 1000 percent! Hope you haven't completely dismissed the idea of inheriting my labs!" Cyborg blinked and reread the paper. 1000 percent?

"Pretty interesting, huh?" He turned and realized that Raven had fallen asleep during his little narration. He yawned. "I'd better recharge myself," he muttered, before hooking himself up and shutting down his systems.

There, I finally got the second chapter up. I'll honestly try not to keep you waiting like that again (for a while P). Please review and give me your honest opinion on the story. Longer chapters? Ideas? Should I end it in a chapter or two, or should it go on for a while? OOC? Thanks. Oh, and how do you do the ruler/line thing? It won't work for me.