Raven was standing in the doorway, her cloak flowing around her. She had just saved Weaver's life again by seconds. All eyes in the room were on her; Doomsday, Lex Luthor, Deathstroke and Two-Face all glared at her.

Nightweaver took no time to relax and disarmed Slade, putting the shotgun to his stomach and pulling the trigger. He was sent to the ground, clutching his injury. There was no blood; he had most likely been wearing several sets of bulletproof armor. Lex tried to crush Weaver, but he was stopped when Raven encased his arm in energy and snapped the robotic limb off. Luthor turned and looked at her in surprise.

"Don't. Touch. Him." He ignored her and tried to punch Weaver again. She tore his other arm off and ripped the suit in half; the billionaire collapsed out of his shell, landing on his hands and knees.

"BIZARRO LOVES NEW FRIENDS!" Raven ducked as the clone sent himself flying over her head and into the ground, leaving a small crater and burying his fist. Raven looked at Weaver and pointed to his eyes; he nodded. She calmed his mind and he focused on the confused man. They simultaneously shot ice out of their eyes at each other, meeting between them. A wall of crystallized water formed where the streams met. Weaver took the opportunity to stop firing and burst through, catching Bizarro off guard. He punched him several times, only succeeding in forcing him to stumble back a few steps before he unleashed his own attack, a haymaker that sent him soaring across the room. Two-Face caught him and held him by the arms.

"Uh oh... Looks like double trouble."

"You are SO lame." He elbowed him in the face and punched him in the stomach, grappling him and tossing him at Bizarro, who had begun to charge towards him. Raven was keeping Doomsday down, hitting him with energy blast after energy blast. Bizarro batted his ally to the side and tackled Weaver, who was forced underneath him. The two grappled for a moment before Bizarro forced his hands to the ground and headbutted him. He was then lifted off, looking behind him with a surprised look on his face.

Superman was standing behind him, staring the failed clone in the eye.

"You're done." He punched him several times and smashed him into the ground, beating the fight out of Bizarro in seconds. Deathstroke tried to kick the Man of Steel, but he grabbed his legs and spun around, slamming Slade into a wall. Shazam was helping Raven hold off Doomsday until Superman could help. Slade had been knocked out entirely.

Batman and the others charged through the door, staring at the carnage. Doomsday interrupted their brief pause, flinging Shazam into Raven and sending them both tumbling to the floor. Weaver ran to Raven and sat her up, checking if she was alright. She nodded to him and blasted Doomsday again. Shazam and Superman both punched him, sending the hulk stumbling back, but he kept his feet under him. They fought back and forth, Doomsday taking on the entire group single handedly, and occasionally coming close to defeating them. Suddenly, he stopped, and stared behind them.

The group turned and looked at what he was looking at. Slade was standing, his arms behind his back and his head angled sinisterly. Black Adam was standing behind him.

"Do it."

"SHAZAM!"

Weaver woke up in what looked like the epicenter of the explosion. He could see the sky, smoke billowing into the heavens above, and looked around. He saw scattered bodies, and his mind started to race. He began a mental checklist.

Flash. Check.

Batman. Check.

Superman. Nowhere to be found. Probably fine.

Same for Shazam.

Robin was hurt, but alive.

Beast Boy was breathing, but shallowly.

Cyborg hadn't been hurt too badly, because he was outside the room spraying Doomsday down with his cannon.

Arrow and Canary, check.

Green Lantern was fine.

He couldn't find Raven.

He rushed to Cyborg and grabbed him by the shoulders.

"Where is she?!"

"I don't know, man." He saw another explosion in the distance and raced towards it, abandoning Cyborg. He began running towards the edge of the crater. Weaver came over the lip and saw another, smaller one. Superman, Shazam, Black Adam, Raven and Doomsday were still fighting it out.

Shazam threw a punch at Black Adam, knocking his nemesis to the ground. He kneeled over him and hit him again and again, prompting a spout of blood from his nostrils. Doomsday smacked Superman and sent him flying into Shazam, disabling them both temporarily. He began to reach for Raven, hovering nearby and trying to hold him back.

Weaver shot a grappling hook at his arm and grabbed it. He pulled himself closer and swung around him, wrapping his left arm to his back. The beast roared and tried to grab the long cord, but Weaver's spin proved to be just a hair too fast. He came around and kicked Doomsday dead in the face, sending him stumbling. He tased the metal cable, electrifying and stunning Doomsday.

"Superman! How do we get rid of him?!"

"I don't know. I don't know."

"Well figure it out!" Weaver got hit, sending him soaring across the battlefield. Raven softened his fall, but couldn't take away the impact of Doomsday's massive hand. Green Lantern had woken up, and he looked at Raven.

"Do we need to do this?" he asked her.

"I think so." The Green Lantern encased Doomsday in green energy, and Raven wrapped around that with black energy. The two ascended skywards, disappearing far into the depths of space. They flew as fast as they could, reaching Mercury before tossing Doomsday towards the sun. He screamed in rage, but they couldn't hear him through the vacuum of space.

Back on Earth, Weaver watched as Hal Jordan and Raven descended towards their group. Nearly everybody had woken up, save for Beast Boy, who was still knocked out cold. Most of the villains had vanished. The Joker was nowhere to be found; he had actually played a very small role in the whole plan. Doomsday was gone, and Deathstroke was either dead or badly injured. Not the happiest of endings, but they did what needed to be done. Raven lowered herself next to him and Simon hugged her immediately, glad that she was alive. The worry he had felt for her earlier had gnawed at him quickly, and he was happy that she was okay.

"So, what now?" the Flash asked to nobody in particular.

"It seems like we've won for now," Batman said. His cowl had been torn and pieces of his body armor were gone; he hadn't been injured himself too badly from the blast, but his armor had taken most of it. The armor plates on Weaver's leggings had been decimated, leaving only the pants themselves behind. His hoodie, miraculously, took no damage. Either that, or it was already so tattered he didn't notice it.

Raven had a large tear in her cloak, from about halfway up down to the bottom, causing it to split entirely. Her hood was ripped in the back slightly, but was otherwise undamaged. Shazam and Superman both had large pieces of their outfits missing, mostly from fighting Doomsday. His spines had shredded through clothes and flesh alike. The Flash was badly injured; his arm seemed to be broken. Most of the Titans were alright; they had been towards the back of the blast, not causing much damage.

"Slade's rolling in his grave," Robin said confidently.

"Wherever the body is," Weaver commented absentmindedly. He was thinking about other things at the moment.

"Should we... find it?" Raven asked, somewhat awkwardly.

"No. He doesn't deserve any kind of respect," Robin said angrily before stalking off. Cyborg was rubbing the back of his head. Beast Boy was still asleep, snoozing happily despite how he became unconscious.

The adult heroes and the Titans parted ways; Batman and Superman were both badly needed in their cities, Green Lantern had to report the incident, and Green Arrow was worried about Black Canary, who had seemingly vanished. The Flash sped off without an explanation, leaving the six alone again. The Watchmen vanished soon after Black Adam's explosion, seemingly content now that Deathstroke appeared to be dead. Cyborg tossed Beast Boy over his shoulder, and they went home.

They found the tower a mess; after spending an hour cleaning, all of them settled down on the couch and just turned on the T.V. Even Raven watched; she was too tired and stressed to read. She was sitting next to Weaver, who had fallen asleep as soon as they got home. He had arguably, been through the worst of all of them. Eventually, one by one, they got up and went to bed on their own, but Raven stayed back and curled up on the couch, falling asleep with Weaver.

Nightweaver woke up with a start; he'd been having a nightmare. Somebody was following him. Not chasing him; he wasn't running. They were following him. No matter where he went, the person was there. He couldn't see the person, but he knew.

He spotted Raven, curled up in a ball on the couch across from him, fast asleep. He was glad that she'd decided not to retreat all the way to her room, but was curious as to why exactly she'd stayed out with him. He decided not to wake her up and went to the fridge, poured himself a soda, and drank it in silence. His mind wasn't at ease; things weren't entirely right. He had to solve the puzzle that was her mind and figure out what exactly was going on in there if he ever wanted to have a real chance. He became happy at the thought of them together, but he had a feeling in the back of his mind that it would never happen.

"I know you're awake, Simon," she said groggily from the couch. She sat up and turned around to look at him.

"Couldn't stay asleep."

"Neither could I. I've got a bad feeling."

"Like somebody was forgotten, right? Like we haven't taken in everybody?"

"Yeah. Somebody's missing from this equation."

"If only the Wonder Bitch had showed up with her backup, I wouldn't have been killed. That's odd to say."

"She isn't exactly the most dependable."

"She's kinda boring, too. She has the same powers as Superman, but watered down."

"Exactly."

"And Supe's boring too. Always the Kryptonite. And there's always some pretty, conveniently placed girl there to take it away." She laughed a little, but her face got serious.

"I think we need to do a death count. No heroes died in the explosion, from what I saw. Slade was point blank, ground zero. He had to have died."

"It's Slade. He's too thoughtful."

"Maybe. You killed Solomon Grundy."

"He'll be back."

"Green Lantern and I hopefully killed Doomsday."

"Yeah."

"Joker's just gone. Superman killed Bizarro, I think. If not him, then Adam."

"Bizarro won't just die. He loves us all too much."

"True, true. I guess there was only one death that mattered a lot."

"Yeah, Slade's was pretty big."

"I'm not talking about his."

"Raven, it's not that big of a deal. Even if you hadn't saved me, I wouldn't blame you one bit."

"Even though it was my fault."

"It. Wasn't. Your. Fault. Jesus. Christ. Woman."

"I shouldn't have tried a raven's claw. Just a block of energy to hold him. Then his hands and legs wouldn't have been free, and he wouldn't have cut you."

"I shouldn't have taunted him. That was all me." He finished his drink and walked to her, standing behind her, behind the couch.

"So you blame yourself for dying?"

"It's neither of our faults. It's Slade's. He did it."

"He attacked us like that because we let you join. I was the one that campaigned to get you to join. Therefore, it was my fault."

"I was the one that asked to join. Mine."

"Mine."

"We aren't about to have this argument."

"Fine. So what now?"

"Go to bed, Raven. We can talk in the morning."

"I don't want to just leave you out here alone, though."

"I'll be fine. It's Titan's Tower. Nothing will happen. I know you're probably paranoid about getting attacked, but-"

"I don't want to be alone right now. That's what I mean." Weaver seemed surprised.

"So you want to stay out here because of me?"

"Yeah. The others would think I'm being weird. If I stay here they think I just passed out like you did."

"Alright. Night, Rae."

"Night, Simon." The two fell asleep, still on opposite ends of the couch.