Quick little bit of info: I am aware that since Starfire was not originally human, there is no way she can end up being human, no matter what. What I mean by her being 'human' is that she lost all characteristics of being an alien. So, with all her alien heritage being gone, she's practically a human...Wow...simple and stupid explanation...
Robin's eyes snapped up to his metal friend. "What? How can that be possible? And how can you tell? I mean, appearances are altered, but that's no reason to jump and say that they're…human."
Beast Boy was quick to add, "No kidding. I mean, maybe it's a trick of the light or something. I mean, just because Raven has black hair and her skin isn't so pale doesn't mean she isn't a demon anymore. And Starfire. Yeah, betcha that those are just shadows making her eyebrows longer. So you can't just go off and say that they're human…right?" Beast Boy's hands were shaking as he brushed dark hair from Raven's face.
Cyborg shook his head as he scanned their bodies once again, a red line of light moving over their form. "Their energy is different. Usually, there's a signature spike to Raven's genetic make up. In other words, her DNA is completely different from us. Same goes with Starfire. But now…everything about them is different. Everything is…exactly like Robin." His gray eye lifted to his teammates, a frown stretched over his features. "My scan shows that no demonic power, or alien power, resides within their genetic makeup. There is nothing that sets them apart from humans."
Robin took a deep breath, nausea rising up. How could this have happened? How could they be superheroes with unique powers one minute, then human the next? Cyborg glanced over, spotting a trail of blood. He stood up on shaky knees, following it. It dripped down the torn up T-car, as if they had been dragged through the window. Cyborg motioned his hand to no one in particular. "Hey, I think I found something."
Beast Boy and Robin ran over, still confused and shocked. "What, what is it?"
Without looking up, Cyborg pointed to the trails of blood. "Look at this. They couldn't have hit the windshield, first off, because they're too far away to have been thrown. They would have hit the tree. And they couldn't have just opened a door. You couldn't even get it open.
"So, someone had to drag them out. But what gets me is this." He grabbed a torn piece of cloth that was hanging on the pointed glass. "It doesn't belong to girls' either. It's silver, and it feels like silk."
They heard a moan and bolted over to the girls at the speed of light. Raven's violet eyes slid open, the pain making black dots dance in front of her eyes. It felt as if someone was sticking knives into her side. She then realized that her ribs were broken.
She turned her head, blinking to rid her sight of the gray haze of pain.
"Raven, are you okay?" Beast Boy's voice was laced with worry as he kneeled down beside her, hands roaming over her torso in search for wounds. She hissed when his hands moved over her ribs, back arching against the raw swipe of agony.
Beast Boy jerked back, hands fisting at his side. Raven gave a soft sound of pain and the hands at his side fluttered in helplessness. The hurt was getting unbearable now as the lightheadedness took over her brain. The metallic tang of blood was heavy upon her tongue as it pooled against the back of her throat.
She coughed heavily, the blood having no other chance but to spill over his mouth. Her ribs felt like they were on fire and she screamed out at the pain, losing consciousness.
As the blood slipped down her jaw, Beast Boy gave a panicked yelp. "We need to get them to a hospital, and fast." He picked Raven up, and realized that there was no form he could take to get her to the hospital without causing further damage. The frantic anxiety building within him bubbled to the brim, but the sudden wail of distant sirens kept his sanity at bay. His shoulders slumped in heart-numbing gratitude. Cyborg must have called while we were panicking, Beast Boy mused as he rested his head against Raven's.
He thanked God as the lights reached his weak eyes, his arms shaking with the deadweight of Raven and the shocked relief. It seemed like hours before the ambulance arrived, and as he placed Raven on the stretcher, he felt a piece of his heart die as they took her away from him. He flinched every time the wheels hit a rock and the stretcher rebounded with a hard jerk.
He didn't even realize someone had been near him until a young woman sat him down and cleaned the wound on his head. The sting of the antiseptic reeled him out of his daze. He hissed in pain. She patted his shoulder, and he glanced at her, the flashing light causing an aching headache to pound behind his eyes.
"How are my friends?" He asked weakly. Raven's ambulance blurred past him with a shriek of sirens, and he could do nothing more than watch it disappear behind the veil of night.
She smiled. Her hair was blonde and the short spikes framed her skull like a glove. "The metal one has a broken arm, but we're at a loss as to what we can do, considering the circumstances. The one with the dark hair is fine, despite a few nasty bruises and a wounded shoulder, and from what I hear the two girls are fine. A couple of broken bones, a few scrapes and bruises, but there was a lot of blood loss. Thankfully, it wasn't a life-threatening amount. They should be fine in a few days. We just need to do a few x-rays before they can go home. Maybe get more info on the extremity of the bones broken. There's nothing to worry about, however, so you can relax now." She smiled again, eyelashes fluttering over her kind brown eyes.
The stress lifted off his shoulders, and he sighed, thankful that they would be all right. His eyes lifted as the woman placed a butterfly bandage over his wounded forehead. Robin was walking up to him, a large white bandage over his cheek. He hadn't even realized Robin had been hurt.
Robin sat down next to him, staring at the glass littering the pavement with heavy blue eyes. "They said they would be fine."
Beast Boy nodded. "I know. They paramedic told me. Few broken bones, a couple of scratches. But nothing about their current state…"
They were silent. The same nurse who had bandaged Beast Boy walked up, glass crunching under her boots. "Okay, just a procedure we have to do. We're going to run some x-rays on you, make sure nothing was damaged internally, then you can go home, see your friends, whatever you want. Okay?" They nodded slowly.
She clapped her hands together with a smile, glad that things were working smoothly. "Now, climb in, and settle down until we get to the hospital." She raised an eyebrow at their silence, and then shrugged, figuring they were merely worried about their companions as she climbed in. The boys glanced around frantically as the doors closed in front of them, asking, "Where's Cyborg?"
"Ooh, ooh, can I turn on the siren? Huh, can I? I've always wanted to do that."
They glanced toward the front of the ambulance, smiling for the first time since the wreck. Cyborg was up front, drooling over all the equipment. The paramedic smiled as Cyborg flicked on the siren with a happy chuckle, shaking her head in amusement. "Hold on. It's going to be a bumpy ride."