As soon as Beastboy and Robin fell out of her portal, Raven slumped onto the couch, absolutely exhausted. Transporting three people across the US wasn't the easiest thing to do... Cyborg walked into the room, having heard them come in.

"Guys? What happened? And why aren't you wearing a- never mind." As soon as Cyborg brought it up, Robin stuck the mask back on his face. "Starfire went to bed already if you were wondering. I haven't told her any of what's going on." Robin nodded, glad for that. He didn't need the Tamaranian girl on his tail too... "So... what happened?" The three titans just looked between each other, sharing a mutual expression.

"A lot happened tonight." Raven summed up. "We're all exhausted, more mentally than physically. We'll explain in the morning, to both you and Starfire. It's not fair to keep her out of everything." Without giving Cyborg a chance to protest, she walked out of the room. Beastboy soon followed. Robin was about to leave as well, when Cyborg placed a hand on his shoulder, stopping him.

"You guys all alright?"

"They are. Batman was kind of rude to Raven, but other than that, they're fine."

"And you?"

"...I'll be fine."

"What happened? Anything you wanna talk about?" Cyborg approached the subject cautiously, not wanted to bother the boy wonder. He could tell how stressed Robin was. Robin just shook his head.

"Bit of advice: Never trust a man dressed up like a bat." He left Cyborg to ponder this and walked out into the hallway, and up the stairs. As exhausted as he was, he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep. Besides his ongoing nightmares, he had gone through too much that day. He had too much on his mind. He went to the roof.

He wasn't the least bit surprised to find Raven there as well. "I thought you were tired."

"I am. I was planning on meditating."

"Oh. Um I'm sorry, was I interrupting? I can go..."

"NO." She said, rather forcefully. She then started blushing profusely and clarified, "Um, there's no need for you to leave. You live here too, and it's not like I haven't meditated with Beastboy in the room. Robin smirked hearing that. Of all the training Batman instilled in him, the best training he ever had in concentration was trying to fill out police reports with Beastboy in the room. There grew a silence between the two.

"Could I meditate with you?" Robin wasn't sure why he asked, it just felt like what he should do. And considering how impulsive he was...

"Since when do you meditate?"

"Since the begining of this conversation?" he responded with a shrug. She rolled her eyes, but motioned for him to sit besides her.

"Find your center, and take deep breaths. Clear your mind of all thoughts." Robin did as he was told, and they both fell into meditation. Robin opened his eyes when he felt Raven's on his.

"What?"

"It's just... something seems off with your meditation."

"What? Is it because I'm not floating in the air like you?" he asked with a smirk.

She rolled her eyes. "No. But Robin, I can sense things. You aren't clearing your mind. You're thinking about something, hard. What?"

"Nothing," he replied almost automatically. As soon as he said it he regretted it though, seeing Raven's mood immediately sour.

"It's obviously something if you're thinking that deeply about it. But listen up, Robin. You may think you're alone, but you aren't. We're your friends, Robin. You can trust us. Even Beastboy didn't blab who you were to Cyborg when we dropped in here, even though I know he felt excited to know. You can trust us."

"I know. It's just... I worked with the Bat for so long... I guess it's ingrained into my brain to automatically not trust people. I guess one of my worst fears is coming true: I'm turning into Bruce."

"Maybe. Just remember than in retrospect, it could be worse."

"Worse how?"

"Well in your case, instead of putting up with Bruce all those years and learning what to do with your inner angst, Slade could've found you first. You could've been fighting Batman instead of Slade."

"But I would never-"

"Wouldn't you?" That shut him up. "Imagine it like this. You're completely broken. You've seen your whole world fall apart. But instead of Bruce helping you, comforting you, Slade does. Lets say that unlike Bruce, he let you kill Tony Zucco. After that, he'll tell you that you can't turn back. Make you think you have no choice but to be evil. And you'd be on their side." Robin was silent, knowing this was true.

"What about you?" he asked back. "I don't know much about your past, but... if you weren't a titan, where would you be right now?" She was silent for a moment, thinking.

"I'd probably be in another dimension at the moment."

"Really?"

"Yes. You see, if not for meeting all of you, I wouldn't have stayed in the first place. The League didn't exactly like me to begin with..."

"You've met the League?"

"Yes. When I first came to Earth... I went to them for help. Superman and Wonder Woman both wanted to help, Batman and Zatanna didn't."

"But why wouldn't-"

"There was a prophesy, when I was born. I was destined from birth to do terrible things. Things even you could not comprehend. I told the League of my destiny, and asked if they could help stop it. Zatanna sensed the evil lurking within me. She knew what my father was, and warned them, said I shouldn't be trusted. They denied my help."

"Your parents shouldn't define who you are. I mean, I know lots of people that have evil parents but are good-"

"It's a bit worse than that. My father is a demon. A particularly bad one at that."

"Oh. Well... you aren't evil."

"At the moment."

"You won't turn."

"How can you be sure?"

"Because you have friends."

"That didn't stop Terra..." she mumbled.

"Well... that was different. She was different. She was a spy from the start. you've always had good intentions."

"I don't know about that..."

"Well, for the most part anyway. Whatever that prophesy was... you can stop it. Only you control your own destiny."

"But do I? Do any of us?" she shook her head, then looked out over the open waters. "Sometimes I feel like I'm just a pawn in some sick minded person's game. Like a character in a story. That some larger force controls my every move. Like free will is out of the question."

"Well if the world really was like that, do you really think we would be able to have these thoughts? If what you say is true, we wouldn't be having this conversation."

"Touche." They sat there in silence for a moment, until Raven abruptly changed the subject.

"What are you going to do tomorow?" She asked him.

"Tomorow?"

"About telling them. Beastboy and I know basically all about you now. We know your name, your eye color, why you left Batman. Of course, that wasn't by choice. What are you going to tell Cyborg and Starfire?"

"I trust them as much as I trust you and Beastboy."

"So you're going to tell them."

"Maybe. I'm not sure if I'll be able to. Mentally, anyway." She nodded in understandment.

"What about the circus tickets? Will you go? They are for tomorow. And Starfire would be awfully disapointed if you didn't go." She felt the need to add.

"I'm not her pet. I don't need to follow her around." Raven couldn't help but feel a slight bit of happiness at that statement. Yes, Starfire was her best friend. Yes, she loved Starfire like a sister. But she WAS rather controling of Robin.

"It would still be nice if you came. And besides. It may be your only chance to see your old family. Friends. You'll regret not going." And with that statement, she got up and walked inside. She left the boy wonder to mull over his thoughts...

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