Hey! Been a while, hasn't it? Yeah, sorry about that. The next instalment has arrived, hopefully in time to stop anyone doing something crazy like sneaking into my room, taking one of my knives and running me through with it until I agree to immediately type the next chapter. Reviewer thanks go to, of course, DarkRapture, and anyone else who might update after. Now then; on with the story!

~Blodh Skolir

10:00 PM, Raven's Mind

Satisfied that the incursion had been taken care of, Raven turned to the several clones that controlled her mental stability. Addressing them all, she said; "Well, at least that's taken care of. Although, I was kind of hoping we could find out what it was." At this, Love smirked. Raven saw this and made a mental note to talk to Love later. About that, and the sudden increase in her powers.

At this point, Knowledge interrupted. "Something about it's behaviour in the fight seemed familiar. I'm going to go look through the records, see what I can find." With that, both she and Wisdom disappeared. Following their lead, Raven proceeded through the now reactivated archway to the outside world.

Elsewhere, on one of the many floating rocks that litter Nevermore, the dark figure stood silently, smiling as they all dispersed. It looks like he would have to take them out one by one. He raised his head, showing his blood red eyes. Smiling, he leapt across to another floating platform. Start with the strongest, he thought. That way, if they hunt me down, the weaklings will be all that is left, and easily overwhelmed.

10:00 PM, Titans Tower, Infirmary

Raven woke with a start. Cyborg, who was observing her monitors, turned around. "So, you're awake. Guess you overdid it a bit, huh?" Raven shook her head; not in denial, just to ease the nausea she was feeling. "I feel like Starfire just gave me one of her hugs." Her eyes widened. "Crap." Just then, the infirmary doors started opening, but an orange and purple blur shot straight through them, sending pieces of shrapnel flying. "RAVEN! YOU ARE AWAKE!" Of course, Starfire followed this with one of her trademark hugs.

After around five minutes spent trying to pry Starfire off of the suffocating Raven, things finally settled down. The congregation moved to the living room, where they waited for Robin. He soon limped into the room, holding a mug of coffee. He met Raven's eyes and smiled. "Thanks for healing me. The sooner we get this over with the better; for everyone." Raven nodded.

Robin took a sip from his coffee before speaking. "We need to discuss what happened earlier. Now that Slade is dead, things should be a little easier in the future." Despite his calm words, Raven could sense his irritation. Robin had hoped that he would be the one to finish off Slade, but he was beaten to it by Beast Boy. The same Beast Boy that, a week earlier, had been not far from useless.

"We need to accept that Beast Boy is, in fact, the enemy. The sooner we do that, the easier it will be for all of us." He sighed. "We also need to figure out the cause of his sudden boost in speed and strength. Maybe we can find a way to nullify it so we can take him down faster." Raven winced at his choice of words, but nodded. She still didn't like considering him a threat; some part of her rebelled against the idea.

Cyborg spoke up. "What if there isn't any sort of abnormality? Maybe he was always like this. Maybe he just didn't want to attract too much attention." Robin seemed intrigued by this.

"You mean he was holding back on us?" Cyborg nodded. "If that's the case, then we have to think about how long he was planning this."

Raven was lost in thought. Thinking, of course, about Beast Boy. Those eyes... what do they mean? Maybe he's being controlled. But who could it be? Maybe it was Mad Mod...no, Mod's devices don't change eye colour. Brother Blood? Possibly. Raven was jerked back to reality when she heard her name. "What?" she said, startled.

Robin sighed. "I repeat: What do you think could be the cause for Beast Boy's behaviour?" Raven's eyes widened before she sighed in defeat. "Look, this is only a theory. But when we were captives, I saw Beast Boy's face. More importantly, his eyes." Everyone was confused as to how it was relevant. Seeing their looks, she elaborated. "His eyes were red. Not bloodshot; the irises were crimson. I think we should consider mind control."

Robin looked thoughtful. "It's a possibility, but some things just don't add up. If he was being controlled, then why did he let us go? Surely if someone was controlling him, they would have taken the opportunity to wipe us out. Something isn't right." There was a general murmur of agreement. "But if he is being controlled, we should find out who the controller is. That means either a blind search, or..." Robin trailed off, reluctant to voice their other option. Raven, however, felt no such inhibitions. "Or I read his mind."

After that, the Titans agreed to call it a night.

11:00 PM, Raven's Mind

The dark figure moved quickly through the rooms he had thoroughly memorised. When he entered Love's domain, he had quickly discovered it was empty. He wanted blood, so he simply wandered through the mindscape, searching for someone to satiate his thirst. Not paying attention to his surroundings, he soon found himself in one of the worst places to be; Rage's domain. Oh well, I have to start somewhere.

Turning, he saw the red cloaked Raven behind him. He was impressed; it was difficult to get the drop on him. They locked gazes, neither speaking a word. Then, without warning, both leapt towards the other with inhuman speed. A colossal explosion, then silence. Followed by laughter. The figure hadn't enjoyed something so much in a long time. Pity it was so short, though. Maybe the next fight would be better.

8:00 AM, Titans Tower, Raven's Room

Raven woke, feeling better than she had in a long time, which was surprising considering the current situation. She dressed and strode down the corridor to the kitchen, to make her traditional morning cup of tea. It took substantially less time than usual, since she was using her powers. She didn't even realise that she had until she was sipping at it slowly, walking up to the common room.

As she rounded the corner, however, she slammed head first into Cyborg, resulting in her spilling the fresh tea down the front of her leotard. Automatically, Cyborg flinched, expecting a severe beating. But then something happened that shook the foundation of his entire existence. Raven, Queen of Cold, had laughed. She just couldn't help it; his expression was priceless. Even more so when he heard her laugh.

She used her powers to rid herself of the tea that coated her, and then used them to levitate the spillage back into the kitchen and into the sink, soon followed by her mug as she drained what remained of her tea. Once done, she moved round a stupefied Cyborg and headed into the common room. The other Titans greeted her half-heartedly. Then, their heads whipped around comically to stare at her.

"Raven... What happened to your clothes?" Robin asked. Raven looked down, and gasped. This morning she hadn't even noticed. Her leotard and cloak were now a pure white colour. Meaning, somehow, she had gained control of her powers. While sleeping. How was that possible? She always had trouble with them; what had changed?

What indeed. Following a sudden, urgent call, Raven fled into her own mind, leaving her team to worry about her suddenly unconscious body.

Raven's Mind

Raven arrived to find each aspect of her personality gathered in a circle, guarding whatever was in the centre from view. Spotting her, Knowledge crossed over to her, an unusually solemn look on her face. "Raven. Rage is dead."

8:30 AM, Jump City, Waterfront

Beast Boy grinned at the reported success of his minion. Although, it would probably have been more efficient to take out one of the other parts of Raven to make her lose control, but he wasn't going to dwell on that. He had bigger fish to fry, he mused, as he gazed down upon his minions. Mammoth was guarding a heavy-duty winch, while Gizmo was working on some obscure project of his.

While this was happening, Beast Boy also had Kyd Wykkyd scout for more worthy accomplices, and dearest Schizo from a day or so ago was engaged in a three-way fight between each of her copies. The potential in that one seemed limitless. Suddenly, the winch that Mammoth was standing near began to pick up speed, as whatever the rope was attached to also began to move faster. Mammoth reacted instantly, grabbing the winch and turning, reeling whatever it was back up to the surface.

Beast Boy idly wondered why no-one had questioned what they were doing. Although, they'd have an extremely hard time explaining away the 'catch of the day'. Speaking of which, a white froth appeared on the surface, accompanied by thrashing limbs. Not far away, Trident emerged, to report his success at apprehending the target.

As Aqualad was hoisted into the air, Beast Boy was glad that he had thought to use rope that nullifies every known metahuman power. Including telepathy. Smiling, Beast Boy went down and greeted Aqualad. Needless to say, the reaction was amusing. "GAH! Beast Boy? Where the hell have you been? And why the hell are you just standing in the middle of all these villains?" It appeared that the Titans had neglected to inform Titans East about his betrayal.

Answering with his own question, he replied "How long does it take you to get to Titans Tower?"

"About three of four minutes...why?" now Aqualad was confused.

"Well, then. When I let you go, I want you to head straight there, no detours or stops. If you do, you'll probably die."

"Why?" Aqualad's question was answered with a rip of pain across his torso. "AH! What the hell are you doing?" Of course, Beast Boy didn't answer, he just continued to mutilate Aqualad with surgical precision. Once finished, he said, "I estimate you have around ten minutes until you bleed to death. If you hurry, you might actually survive." With that, Beast Boy severed the ropes, letting Aqualad fall into the sea once more. "I wonder how they'll take my message?" he asked himself. "Maybe I should go see."

Sorry it's been so long guys! And sorry it's so short as well. I've been having a few problems thinking about what to write. I realise that I've been spending a lot of time writing about happenings in Raven's head, so I'll try to cut back on that. Also, don't be afraid to send me some messages about what you think should happen next; I'm running out of ideas. So, until whenever the next update is, Goodbye!

~Blodh Skolir