A/N – I'm still back for today! Please keep on reading and reviewing, and I'll keep on updating! I've been stuck in schoolwork and recently more addicted to a website called Howrse than ever before. So I apologize for my inactivity here.

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Two months later, I threw my black bag forcefully on the ground. It made a soft thump as it hit the black carpet of my room. I needed to leave. Get away from this. Find Arella, and if needed and possible, save her. Robin just doesn't understand what it takes to be half-human and half-demon. He is only human.

I emptied my bag yet another time to eliminate what I did not need. Toothbrush, clothes, one book, and a small comb. Looking at the items on my bed, I picked up the book and tossed it further up on my bed. There would be no time for reading, only searching. The book's impact on the side of my pillow caused the rose to fall off the other edge. Its once beautiful petals now were a faded white and dry. I stared at it for a minute. Deciding to throw it in, I slung my repacked bag over my shoulder and headed out the door.

The strong wind blew my cape around as a late winter chill still lingered. I looked up at the cold, partly cloudy, ceil sky then down at the similarly colored rooftop beneath my feet.

This was it.

Once I was five feet off the surface, my focused thoughts were interrupted.

"Raven…are you…leaving?"

Just when I didn't want to see him…

Having hardly moved anywhere but upwards, I landed myself back onto the roof's surface, dropping my bag onto the rooftop in the process.

Not looking at him, I spoke first.

"Robin. I need to leave. Find my mother and if I can, save her." Now I turned to him. "I just can't deal with all of this at the same time! It hurts, Robin!"

"Don't yell at me." He started to scowl. "You are part of a team, and team members don't just pack up and leave."

"You did."

His eyes narrowed.

"You did, Robin. You left us for a month, going to the other side of the world with nearly no idea where you were going, to train with some True Master that a villain claimed to have trained with. You left us, Robin. You can't just tell me that team members don't leave. They do if they have a reason. And…I'll come back. I'm not leaving the team."

"Well if you want to leave the tower without telling anyone why at all, then maybe you should."

My heart sank. I tried to not show any emotion on my face, and at this point, it was harder than defeating Trigon all over again.

"As. You. Wish." I threw my communicator on the ground, smashing it. I furiously shot up into the sky, not caring one bit that I had left my bag behind at his feet.

Robin's POV

I can't believe it. She really did it. She left the team. She left us. She left…me…

I looked down.

"And she left her bag."

Wondering what she intended to bring on her little unknown journey, I sat down and emptied out her bag on the roof.

"Hmm, yeah, clothes, toothbrush, comb, and…the rose…"

I couldn't believe it. "She kept the rose…"

I sighed, looking at the sky for a moment before heading back inside with her bag.

Entering the common room, I was greeted with a loud noise.

"HEY! There you are! So you wanna watch a movie while eating dinner?"

"Uh…sure," I murmured, still thinking about what had happened up on the roof.

"Hey, Robin, what's up? You look distant," Beast Boy asked.

"Hello Robin! Would you like to sit with me during the movie?"

"I...I…" I sighed, overwhelmed. "I'm sorry, I just can't watch a movie right now."

"Hey man, what's wrong?" Cyborg asked.

Starfire landed softly on the floor near me. "Please Robin, is something the matter?" She put her hand on my shoulder.

I shrugged her off and told them.

"Raven left the Titans."

"SHE WHAT?" all three of the remaining Titans shouted out.

"She's gone." I turned around and walked away.

Actually, away was to the gym, to punch out all of my frustration and confusion, just to relieve me of all my stress.

I set up the punching bag and started beating it with all of the energy and power I could muster. And that was a lot.

Within seven minutes, the bag fell off of its chain attaching it to the ceiling. I've never done that before. The closest I've ever been was when Slade made me his apprentice. I used his punching bag and detached it from its solid chain in thirteen minutes. This was a new personal record. Come to think of it, I think Cyborg's all-time record is eleven minutes.

Why was I so upset anyways? Was it that she broke up with me? Is it that she left her commitment, the Titans? That she left without telling anyone?

All of it struck me together as a speeding train.

I collapsed onto the ground, the remaining energy used to ball my hands into tight fists.

"How could she leave…"

That night was a sleepless night for me. I tossed and turned into the early morning hours of Saturday. I emerged from my bed even more tired and grouchy than the previous day. No sleep obviously didn't help me.

I scuffled out to the common room to get a large cup of coffee for myself. At least that was still as it was supposed to be.

"Hey Robi—whoa…you look tired, no offense," Cyborg noticed instantly.

"Thanks Cyborg, I really need that."

"Sorry." Cyborg turned away to focus on his video game.

Starfire approached me.

"It is true, Robin, you do look quite exhausted. Did you not have the sleep?"

"No, Starfire, I didn't. Look, I don't want to talk right now. Just sit in peace."

"Then you better get outta here, because it's time for MEGA MONKEY'S FIVE!" Beast Boy had entered the room. "They just released it!"

"No viruses in this one, yes?" Cyborg asked, eyeing the eager teenager.

"Erm…no?" He smiled sheepishly.

"Here let me check. I can scan it for you." Cyborg started to use his red cybernetic eye to scan the disc.

Irritated with the noise, I took my coffee and headed to my office. Maybe I could finally relax a little without any distractions.

I picked up today's newspaper from the front door and returned to my dimly lit workplace.

The front page head line read, "MASKED VIGILANTE SEEN ESCAPING AFTER JUMP CITY BANK EXPLOSION".

My eyes widened as I took notes of the bank's location and the vigilante that was spotted and depicted in the picture.

"What's Slade doing robbing a bank? Doesn't he have enough wealth already?"

I stopped.

Where did Slade get all of his money? Maybe from robbing banks?

No. I shook my head. Slade is smarter than that. More cunning. He has more resources, doesn't he?

The next day, a similar headline was present on the newspaper. "MASKED VIGILANTE STRIKES AGAIN THIS MORNING IN A DESTRUCTIVE ESCAPE FROM HIGH CLASS JEWELRY STORE". There was no picture today, only the article itself.

I decided to go find out what Slade was doing.

The giant steel doors blew apart as I triggered the timed explosive.

I yelled into the darkness that was Slade's lair.

"What do you think you're doing, Slade? Robbing stores, exploding and damaging our city? Ruining people's lives? What are you planning?"

Silence followed.

I looked around for any possible clues. Something in the back corner caught my eye. Something white.

I slowly approached the white object. I gasped at the recognition I noticed.

"Arella's...dead…"

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