Zinthos…

"Ah!" Raven fell into her mind, landing on her ass in the middle of Timid's maze. Raven grimaced as she felt her head for any bumps from the fall.

Well, that's new.

"Uhm, hi a, Ra-Raven." Timid appeared before Raven in her grey cloak. She looked exactly like Raven, but her cloak, boots, and wrist cuffs were grey.

"Timid," Raven stood up shakily, "I need everyone here, now."

"Oh Ok-Okay." Timid phased through the rocks in the floor to gather the rest of Raven's emotions. Raven walked around Timid's maze for the opening, at least she thought she knew the way to exit.

What happened here?

Timid's maze had changed since the last time that she was there. The walls were higher and closer together. The floor was more jagged with sharper rocks and the sky was darker with less lights. Raven felt fear into her bones as she walked around. None of this was familiar to her and she had no idea where in the maze she was.

"Raven?" a shaky voice called out. It spoke as if it was rusty and had never spoken in a long time. Raven followed the voice around a few turns, but she didn't see anything that would call out to her.

"Raven?" The voice was stronger now.

I could've sworn I saw a flash of pink of here.

"Ra-Ra-Raven." Timid appeared behind Raven and tapped her on the shoulder.

"What is it."

"I, I, I called the-them."

"Where are they?"

"Yo-Your not gon-gonna like me-me anymore if I-I te-tell you."

"Tell me."

"The-They can't co-come."

"Why not?"

"You-Your No-Not Gonna Li-Like me any-anymore."

"Timid."

"I, I'm so-sorry Ra-Raven."

"What? No!" Raven felt her soul being tugged from her mind back to her body. She fell back onto the bed from the impact of her mind refocusing.

Groaning, she sat up grabbing her head. It was throbbing from her emotions going haywire in Nevermore, but she was unable to reach them. They were so out of control that she couldn't even focus enough to meditate to get there.

"No." Raven whispered into the air. Her powers lashed out in uncontrollable bursts towards any screen in the room, even targeting the glass that protected visitors from the injured in case they were radioactive. She pulled her legs back into her chest and gathered her cloak closer around her body. Feeling a wave of nausea, she placed her head between her knees to still the moving room and quiet her stomach.

How could this happen? How could I let this happen?

Raven played over the fight in her head. She remembered losing her powers and then he took her. He had overpowered her in minutes.

I don't understand. I..I know I'm not that strong, but he only took minutes.

"Raven?"

That smell, I know that smell. It's… it's comforting. Who?

Raven smelled the vanilla mixed with sandalwood again. It was warm and comforting to her. She glanced up underneath the cover of her hood. She saw purple and black shoes by her bed followed by long muscular black covered legs.

"Be..Beast B…Boy?" Her throat hurt from talking too much already. Her body may be healed enough to take her out of the coma, but she still had bruises and scratches from the attack.

Changeling gently brushed the hood back from Raven's face, dropping the hood behind her head. He left his hand on the top of her hood, gently adding a small amount of pressure to tilt her head up to look at him.

"Hey Rae," he gave a slight reassuring smile.

Raven lifted her eyes with his gentle tilt of her head, revealing is broad chest with muscles that protruded out of his tight purple leotard. Her gaze followed up his chest to his shoulders and arms. They were strong, yet surprisingly gentle with her. She barely felt his hand as he dropped her hood. Her gaze tilted up more to his defined jawline with a small shadow, as if he hadn't shaved in a week. She looked even higher to his nose and single sharp white tooth and finally his green eyed gaze. She saw his concern and his pity.

Changeling had changed over the years. He was now as tall as Cyborg, but not as buff. He had a lot more muscles then he used to, but they were more for endurance than anything else. Sure he still had enough muscles for him to be considered stronger than a majority of kids his age, along with faster.

"Do..Do…Don't," She brushed off his hand while trying to hide her emotions behind her face, but Changeling still saw her grimace of pain before she had composed herself. He let his hand drop to the bed.

"Awe, come on Rae! It's Changeling now." He tried to joke to get her to smile. Raven didn't even flinch at his joke. Instead, she tightened her legs closer to her chest and started to shiver.

"Cyborg says you can go back to your room soon." He sat down on the bed beside her and tried to rest his hand on her knees, but she pulled back away from him with wide eyes. Changeling tightened his lips together in a saddened grimace.

"Great" her notorious monotone came across, but it was laced with emptiness.

"He says you will be good as new soon!" He tried to explain joyfully.

I'll never be anywhere near the same again.

Changeling sighed when Raven didn't speak.

"Then we can play video games or play stankball or go out for pizza or.."

"Beast Boy," She whispered.

"Ya Rae," he was hopeful for some emotion from her. His animal senses could only pick up hints of emotions, but all he could smell was extreme grief from her. He knew she lost something, but he didn't know what.

"I… I just want to med… meditate." Raven's emotions were so out of balance that she couldn't even pick up any of her empath abilities so she didn't notice how much he cared about her.

"or that. Hey! Maybe I can sneak you in some tea or something?" he asked hopeful. Raven answered with a small smile that anyone who hadn't known her for years wouldn't have seen. He got off the bed in a hurry to fetch her tea, but he slowed his roll when he caught the scent of fear and saw Raven's fear in her eyes at his burst of energy.

He gave her a small smile and inched towards the door, slowly this time.

"Hey Rae, it's Changeling… again." He answered to her with a small wave as he jumped out the door to fetch her tea.

He's still a boy.