Raven

She awoke with no pleasure of seeing the bleak light. She felt as good as new mostly as her magic fixed her. However, her magic was still straining a headache on her being. She rose up from her mope and peered over at Beast Boy. He was still in the tank. That put a bigger damp on her awakening. He was still charred up, but he was mostly certainly recovering.

Raven went to elevator and shot up to the top floor. When she exited, she could smell a whiff of boiled eggs. She entered the kitchen and saw Robin trying to repair a radio, Starfire cooking breakfast, and Cyborg shuffling through kitchen repairs on the counters.

"That won't work," she informed Robin.

"What do you mean?"

"The magic prevents any calls, radio frequency, or satellite imaging from entering."

"So no help from the outside?" Robin raised an eyebrow.

"Pretty much."

"Fuck," he growled and threw the mic on the ground. He put his head down. Raven saw his anger as childish until she realized he probably tried this for hours. He probably hadn't slept yet.

"Are they still here?" Raven asked.

"Yes," Starfire mourned sadly. "They are here still."

Raven felt even more pissed now that her headache ramped up with her anger. It was making her more angry that she felt more pain and because she had more pain that she got more angry. The cycle was making her head pound harder as she felt the heat in the room rise until she realized she was making the room temperature rise. The black barrier was tinging with a dark matron red. Raven quickly subsided her anger and meditated so the room would sway it's hotness to coolness.

"Felt a little heat breeze," Starfire innocently commented unaware of Raven's condition. "Maybe we should prepare a little bit of ice packets."

"I think we'll begins," Cyborg said. "But thanks for the offer."

Raven just left the area and went to her room to meditate the headache. She smiled as she laid down. It felt so much cooler if she just rested her head in the place where magic was most strong with her. The musty smell of old books and the sweet smell of incense floating through the room calmed her. Made her feel as if she was right at home. Slowly drifting into the thoughts of another time when the wise mortals were alive. Sun Tzu, Lao Tzu, and Confucius. She personally loved Aesop and Socrates, but with assholes like Voltaire, the Eastern Philosophers won.

She heard a loud banging the kitchen that shot her heart into frantic beating. She surged into into the dining room and saw Starfire had collapsed with the eggs all over the floor. She was shaking violently and sobbing as there were more cracks against the glass as the snipers were giving a long barrage of gunfire. They didn't damage the glass, but the sound was still frightening. It was too sudden and Raven could see the physical attribute of the ambushing sound mixed with the emotional atmosphere taking toll on Starfire's current state.

Robin and Cyborg looked startled, but otherwise fine. Robin was by Starfire's side whilst Cyborg looked too distraught to do much else. Raven felt everyone's thought process. Cyborg was okay, but the other Titans were slowly hurting themselves and it was affecting him. Raven swiped her hand through the air and put Robin to sleep. Starfire was next under the spell. Cyborg was now relieved.

"Thank you," he said. "I was afraid they'd run themselves to the ground and do something desperate."

"I'll put them away."

Cyborg nodded while Raven carried Robin to his room. Then she put Starfire in her respective room. She slouched down by Starfire's bed and tucked her in snugly. Starfire looked disarrayed. Raven removed her from her bed and put her in the tub after stripping her. Raven used a sponge and a sedative powder. The light purple powder would sink into Starfire's skin and release a load of sleeping agent. It would making Starfire very sleepy and keep her unconscious for about twelve hours. Rubbing her down, she dampened her sponge and slowly washed Starfire.

Then Raven fetched a pair of panties and slid them on Starfire. Then she returned Starfire to her bed. It was a very smooth transition. Raven returned to the kitchen where Cyborg was now screwing the cabinets together. Raven cleaned up the spilled food and began to cook two small bowls of hash browns and bacon.

When Cyborg finished, she finished. She placed the food down and the two ate in silence. It was inevitable for talk, buibuit it didn't feel right.

"We're trapped aren't we?" Cyborg said suddenly.

"Yeah," Raven replied glumly. "We're trapped."

"How are we going to escape?"

"I don't know. I might be able to extend the shield so we can fish, but other than that, we can't go anywhere until the other superheroes notice we're missing."

"Oh," Cyborg shook his head.

"Let's just hope for something to pop up later in our minds," Raven suggested. "We'll find a way to escape."

There was a long silence. When the food was done, Raven took the bowls and put them in the sink and washed them. She returned to the table. "What are we going to do until we get rescued?"

"Let's clean up and we'll take it from there."

She nodded and began to help with the reconstruction of the Tower. She went to the hallway and began to repair the walls. She spent hours cleaning and only taking a break for dinner. She went and repaired Beast Boy's room and she finally felt satisfied. It was about midnight when she was done repairing the Tower. A that was left was a slight bit sleeping. She started hitting the floor with the broom. When she was pushing the dirt by Starfire's room, she heard Starfire had been up. The powder must've worn off. Raven heard crying and sniffs.