Disclaimer: If I owned the Teen titans, chances are I wouldn't be writing fan fiction about it.

A Matter of Perspective
Chapter Fourteen – Confrontation
by: Eternity Bites

"He needed to make deals. A deal meant an opponent, an opponent meant confrontation, and confrontation was the source of his strength."
Peter Evans

Last time:

In the dead of the night nobody noticed the lone shadowed form enter the titan's tower then silently leave moments later with a duffel bag.

Now on with the story:

I sighed and looked around at the familiar setting of the abandoned church. After I had left the titans tower I had flown around the city for a few hours to clear my head. By the time I made it to the church I couldn't help but feel stupid because I had no way of knowing Cyborg, Beast Boy, and Kyd Wykkyd were talking about me.

Sitting on the uncomfortable stone I let out another sigh. Why was it I always ran from my problems? What made me so scared of my own emotions?

Thinking about the problem only made my head hurt and my heart ache so I tried to think about other things. It wasn't working so I got up and made my way over to my duffel bag. Pulling it open I rummaged around for a moment before pulling out my meditation mirror. I flew to the steeple and sat down on the point. Moments later I began chanting and the world around me faded out of existence.

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For the next few days' things continued on a similar pattern. I woke up around noon then would dress in some civilian clothes before heading to a cafe for some sort of breakfast/lunch. The next few hours were spent meditating or reading various spell books. After that I would but myself something that would pass as supper before donning my cloak.

My nights were spent fighting crime. I did my best to avoid felonies happening close to the titan's tower or the Hive academy. Even though I knew I acted irrationally I didn't think I would be able to face the titans.

Noise began to crackle beside me and I looked over to the police scanner I had pilfered from a cop car. Turning up the noise I just managed to make out a report of a robbery happening at an electronics store.

"Well," I murmured to myself, "Time to go to work."

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I arrived at the electronics store to find all the lights off and not a whisper of sound could be heard through the building. As I prowled through the aisles I had to pause to shake off a shiver of déjà vu.

I continued to stalk throughout the store but I wasn't able to find anything missing or looking out of place. Finally I made it to the back of the shop where all the large televisions were kept. As soon as I approached them the screens flickered to life, displaying the grinning face of Gizmo.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" The Gizmo's on the screens laughed in a mocking tone,

"Well if it isn't one of those crud-munchin' teen titans." Gizmo`s image sneered at me from multiple angles.

I stayed silent and looked at the screen contemplatively. Did Jinx's words hold any true merit, or would the three of them betray at any possible moment? Gizmo's childish shriek brought me back to earth and I realized that he was annoyed I had ignored him.

"LISTEN TO ME YOU SNOT-RAGS!!!" Gizmo shouted and I raised an eyebrow.

"Yes?" I asked without any inflection.

"Well, well if it isn't our traitorous teammate, eh guys?" The child genius asked eyes darting behind me.

I turned to see where he was looking and watched as Jinx slunk out of the shadows, Mammoth following behind and cutting an imposing figure. I shifted minutely in order to keep them all in my line of sight, even if Gizmo was only an image on a screen.

"And look," Gizmo continued. "She's all alone."

"Certainly didn't take them very long did it Raven?" Jinx jeered at me.

I struggled to keep my face blank. Truthfully I had been the one to leave the titan's but my disappearance obviously didn't bother them. Kyd hadn't attempted to contact me through our link and Robin didn't try to reach me on my communicator.

"It doesn't matter." I said at last. "I'm better off without them."

Lies, a voice in my mind hissed but I gave it a firm shove before focusing my attention back on the mistress of bad luck. Her eyes seemed to have brightened and shone with an emotion I couldn't identify.

"Finally coming around to our point of view hmm?" Jinx asked.

The plainly outnumbered me three to one so I nodded slowly, avoiding an altercation being the only thought on my mind.

Jinx grinned a little maniacally while Gizmo cackled in a demented manner. A grin stretched across Mammoths visage and should it get any wider it looked like it might break his face clean in half. Combined the entire trio made quite the creepy picture.

The television screens flickered and I turned to watch as they shorted out one by one. I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand to attention and I crouched to the floor. Just in time it seemed as I watched a pink blast sail over my head.

Standing, I turned puzzled eyes to where all the members of team hive were now standing. What she playing at? Wasn't this what Jinx wanted? Some of my confusion must've shown on my face because Jinx began laughing hysterically.

"Teammates?" I asked tonelessly.

"As if," Jinx said scornfully. "Did you really believe that whole thing? Oh 'how could you do this to us? We were a team!'"

Jinx scoffed as if the very thought disgusted her. My eyes narrowed and I prepared to make a comeback but found myself the fist flying towards my face. I rolled out of the way only to be hit with a strong blast of misfortune.

Struggling to my feet I had to leap out of the way of one of Gizmo's rockets. I resisted the urge to growl as I tried to call up my powers. To my frustration nothing responded and I was forced to dodge as the three took turns attacking me.

As they assailed me Jinx continued her verbal assault. Each blow was added with a comment on how worthless, stupid, and useless I was. How no one would ever willing love a demon such as myself. I found myself believing her. Foolishly I'd walked straight into a trap and allowed myself to doubt my friends. My presence was of no help to the titan's it probably made them worse, throwing out of balance years of teamwork.

They continued toying with me for a few more minutes before each faded into the shadows. Panting severely, I looked around frantically for any sign of them. My harsh breathing was the only sound in the otherwise silent store. Then suddenly a discharge of bad luck barrelled into my feet and I stumbled forward into a wall of muscle. Buzzing characteristic of Gizmo's backpack could be heard from behind me. Turning, I saw him slam a syringe into my exposed neck.

I felt my eyes slide shut against my will and I struggled against the drug. Before I could find myself succumbing to a now familiar darkness I sent out a mental plea for help. Finding I could no longer resist the strong sedative I collapsed into Mammoth's arms.

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Authors Note: Well, what can I say? I've been in Africa for a month (vacation, it was amazing) and then I had to write my finals. :P Yes they're excuses but hey, at least I haven't abandoned this thing. Anyway the poll regarding Raven's team is closed and as always reviews are appreciated. Shouldn't be to long for the next chapter. =3