There seemed to be a never ending supply of villains and evil doers in Gotham City. Or at least Raven thought it was so. The Teen Titans were here to prevent the destruction of the city, not to deal with petty criminals as they were now.

Well, maybe fighting against a couple of armed thieves wasn't petty, but to the colorful array of villains that the Titans had taken on a pair of thieves was nothing.

Raven flew above the rest of her team ignoring Robin talking. Most likely he was talking about how you shouldn't steal, and adding an annoying and unwanted pun into it. Any minute now he would yell-

"Titans Go!" Robin yelled, springing into action as he usually did. That was her queue.

Raven took off. She could hear the loud sound of Starfire flying above her. Robin was below her, Cyborg running along side him. Beast Boy was behind them too, running slowly as a green rhino.

"They don't have a chance," she muttered softly to herself, coming down lower. All of her team had stopped running, and Raven had a feeling Robin was going to say something. She alighted in between Starfire and Beast Boy for a better view.

"I'll give you one last chance to surrender." Robin called out. Raven ground her teeth; Robin was all about giving last chances. It sickened her.

The criminals' response was negative. One of them removed a gun from inside his coat. Three shots ripped through the air, but Raven couldn't follow the bullets' course. She was in shock from the quickness of it.

Beast Boy dropped to the ground beside her.

Beast Boy

Bullets

Raven panicked. She flew up into the air, her hands surrounded by the black aura. A metal lamp pole nearby twisted and came crashing down, almost hitting the two thieves. It twirled and began to curl around them, as if it had a life of its own. She was about to command it to crush them when she heard a familiar voice.

"Raven don't" she knew that voice. It was Beast Boy's voice. But he was dead.

She looked down, spying the green shape shifter. He wasn't dead. He wasn't even bleeding. In fact, he was waving his arms.

"You're dead." She called down, for once not emotionless," The bullets hit you. You fell."

"I ducked," He reported," Unlike all of you. If the bullets were aimed you guys would have been as dead as Martha Stewart's career. What are you guys nuts?"

"Oh." Raven muttered to herself, falling slowly. Without her influence the lamp pole froze curled tight around the silent thieves.

Raven landed, not saying anything. She was silent throughout the whole process in fact. Silent when Robin yanked the thieves out of their lamp pole-prison. Silent when they escorted them to the prison. Silent when the team returned to the Tower. Then everyone exploded.

"You would have killed them." Robin growled. Even Raven knew Robin thought that killing anyone was wrong. It was against the code of being a Titan. It wasn't allowed.

"No one would have missed them." Raven retorted. She was rather on edge. She had showed emotion. A big mistake when you were her.

"It still wouldn't have made it right!" Robin replied, his voice now rose to a yelling pitch.

"They wouldn't have mattered!" Raven yelled back, clenching her fists.

"Everyone matters," Robin yelled," Even criminals! You would have killed them! What were you thinking!?!"

"I-I..." Raven froze. She had attacked because she had been worried about Beast Boy. She couldn't tell them about that. "Why should it matter?!?" Raven demanded.

"You would have killed them!" Robin replied. All of the Titans were silent, watching Raven and Robin sit in the middle of the room and scream at each other.

"Fine!" Raven cried, swinging around and stomping out of the room," If you are so mad at me then I don't need to stay here! As of now, I'm no longer a Teen Titan."

She slammed the door, leaving all the Titans stunned. They each looked at each other. Raven was mad, madder then they had ever seen her.

"Friend Raven wishes to leave?" Starfire asked in a very small voice.

"Nah," Beast Boy said, shrugging and turning to leave the room," I'll talk to her."

"Dead man walkin'." Cyborg muttered, shaking his head.
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Raven was muttering mutinously in her room, shoving her clothes into a small purple bag. She was still angry.

"They wouldn't understand. They all have perfect control. They wouldn't understand it at all." Raven growled, zipping the bag with a final jerk.

"We wouldn't?" Beast Boy's voice questioned from the doorway. How had he gotten in? He always seemed to be able to.

"Get away from me." She snarled, pushing him out of the way as she made her way up to the roof.

"Oh c'mon Raven. You'll go insane without us. You'll end up sittin' in a white room lookin' at inkblots." Beast Boy protested, ever persistent as he followed her up the stairs.

"Look. Apparently I have only caused you all grief. If I shouldn't be here then I'm leaving." Raven replied. She wrenched open the door, feeling the cool breath of the night playing across her face. She headed out onto the roof. She'd head north; find someone who was like her maybe.

"Oh don't go Raven. You'll regret it in the morning. You don't want to come back and look like a fool, do you? Raven you're the cool and calm one. You're not supposed to look like an idiot." Beast Boy offered.

She was serious about leaving. He could tell. She was going to leave and he... Well he really didn't want her to leave.

"I won't have to worry about that though, because I'm not coming back. I don't want to stay here with people who think that I would go around murdering people for no reason." Raven said softly. She stood on the edge of the roof, looking out north into the cool night. She was so close to leaving the home that had accepted her for so long. Here, close to the heat beat of the night, she would fly away forever. Would they miss her? Her immediate thought was yes, but, then again. Only one of them was up here to persuade her not to...

"What was the reason?" Beast Boy asked in a very small voice. He stepped close to her, putting a hand on her shoulder that she shunted off. She really hadn't wanted too, it felt good to have someone care, but he was right. She was the calm unfeeling one, she couldn't accept that.

Without answering she flew into the air, pulling the strap of her pack over her shoulder and leaving Beast Boy, shocked on the roof.