Disclaimer: Still don't own Teen Titans.

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She was so tired of it. The smell of blood and dust was enough to make her sick. Slamming down a fist, Rhea glared. How could she stop the war? There had to be a way. The palace doors flew open, and a gold warrior stepped in. It was one of the Tameriains.

The warrior walked straight up to her, green eyes flashing behind the gold helmet. "I have a feeling you want to stop the war, as do I." Rhea blinked, then glared at the warrior. "What do you want? And how did you get in here? Guards are surrounding the parameter."

The warrior laughed. "Oh, them? Ha, they were the easiest battle I have ever had. They barley put up a battle against me. It was pathetic, actually." Rhea had had enough. Standing up, her eyes glowed a violent black. She growled when all the warrior did was laugh. "Good. You have a temper. Now, do you want to help me win this war, or are you going to just sit here and watch innocent people die?"

Growling, Rhea walked down the stairs that led to her throne. Walking around the warrior, she stopped in front of him or her. She had no idea what the sex of the warrior was, but she was bound to find out sooner or later.

The warrior sighed, reached up, and took off the helmet, red hair falling down the warriors back. It was defiantly a woman. Rhea studied her. Tall, slim, unusually large green eyes, red hair, orange skin. Wait, this was a Tameirain. And not just any Tameirain, it was the princess.

"You are Princess Starlight, aren't you?" She nodded, tucking the helmet under her arm. Rhea had never been so confused in her entire life. "What are you doing here, then? We are your enemies. And you are ours."

Grinning, Starlight looked around. It was dark, the only light was a small candle next to the tapestries of bloody battles that hung on every wall. She walked up to marble statue of Trident, the ruler of Azarath, and traced it with a long finger. She turned to Rhea, her eyebrow raised. "Why are all fathers so full of themselves? On our planet, everywhere you go you see a statue of my father."

Rhea still didn't trust her so she just nodded. Rolling her eyes, Starlight put her helmet on the concrete floor. "You don't trust me, do you?" When her question was answered with silence, Starlight smiled. "I didn't think so."

"When I saw my father's army bring in children with chains around their neck and arms, I had had enough. I am so sick and tired of lying awake at night, the screams of people being beat by my people keeping me up. I tried to stop it, but I myself was beat for betraying my planet.

"My father finds it entertaining to watch people suffer, and I can't take it anymore. I tired of walking outside and having to step over people's dead bodies. I'm tired of smelling blood everywhere I turn around." She whirled on Rhea, her fist clenched. "And I'm tired of sitting back and doing nothing. With or with out your help, I will stop this war, even if I am slaughtered in the process. At least I will die trying."

Rhea watched her, no emotions written on her pale face. "You might be a demon, but I know you have some sort of heart, even if only the tiniest portion. But I have a feeling you cannot stand it either. So, are you going to help me or not?"

When Rhea didn't answer, Starlight glared, putting her hands on her hips. "Fine. I will do it myself." She made it halfway to the door when Rhea appeared in front of her. Floating in mid-air, her black velvet gown billowing around her feet, Rhea nodded. "I will help you. But do not expect me to like you."

Starlight grinned. "I wouldn't think of it." Taking a deep breath, Rhea floated away. "I will be back. I need my armor and weapons." Starlight grinned, watching her go. "Maybe, with the help of a demon, we will be able to stop this bloodshed."

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Raven groaned, throwing the dark blue covers off her body. Ever since the wreck, she had been having the same dream. The same exact dream every time she closed her eyes. And it was starting to get annoying.

Throwing on a black tank top and matching sweatpants, she brushed her hair and caught sight of her mirror. Hesitantly, she picked it up, twisting it in her hands slowly. Now, with her powers gone, she didn't need it anymore. Crouching down slowly, Raven opened the bottom drawer of dresser. Lifting up the folded clothes, she laid it down gently, running a finger over the back glass before placing the clothes over it.

Biting her lip, she closed the drawer. "I hope I never need it again." She sat there, watching the drawer, then stood up, and picked up her brush. As she ran the brush through her short hair, she though about her loss of powers and how it changed everything.

Now that they are gone, I don't have to meditate, or hold anything in. I can laugh, cry; show any emotion that I want. But, now that I'm human, I can't help the others against Slade, or the H.I.V.E., or any other villain. If I had the chance to take my powers back, would I do it? Could I give up showing my emotions? Sighing, she laid the brush down. I'm not even going to think about that until I have to,if I ever have to, she thought.

When she walked into the living room, Beast boy practically jumped on her. He stood behind her, and then leaned over her shoulder. "You said I can see it tomorrow and it's tomorrow so lemme see!" She laughed. "Okay, fine, whatever. Take the bandage off and see what it is."

He gave an adorable laugh, carefully pulling the bandage off. Cyborg stepped behind Beast Boy, saying, "Cool. That is so neat." Beast Boy squealed, covering his mouth with his hands and jumping in the air. Cyborg laughed. "Way to go, grass stain."

Beast Boy glared, and then turned his attention back to Raven's tattoo. It was a black rose with large thorns on the stem. He traced the tattoo on her left shoulder, not noticing the shiver that raced down her skin. "This is just so cool. You are officially ungrounded." She chuckled, saying, "Why thank you, father." He blinked.

Rolling her eyes, she made her way to the refrigerator. Grabbing a soda, she shut the door with her foot and sat down at the table. Starfire glanced up from her cookbook, smiling. "Good Morning, Raven." Giving a curt nod, Raven tilted her head to read the name of the cookbook. "Your still reading Cookbook for Dummies?"

Glancing up, Starfire smiled. "Yes." With a raised eyebrow, Raven said, "Okay," dragging the "O" sound out. Leaning forward, Raven asked, "So, how did your tattoo come out?"

Starfire grinned. "It came out just fine. The red heart is a most pleasent looking tattoo. It turned out most beautifully. And yours? Never mind, I heard Beast Boy and Cyborg." Raven grinned. "Wanna go to the mall?" Robin and Beast Boy jumped up, screaming, "No!" in unison. Starfire and Raven laughed.

Robin studied the two girls. "You, by no means, can go anywhere without one of us there. If we let ya'll go you'll probably come back with piercing everywhere." Starfire chuckled.

Sighing, Raven stood up. "Well then, lets go." Beast Boy blinked, hitting start on the game he was now playing with Cyborg, pausing it. "What? Go where?" Raven rolled her eyes. "We're going to the mall. And, since you and Robin said that we had to have chaperones, you are the lucky two to go." Beast Boy merely grunted. "Make Robin go. I'm busy."

Even with broken ribs, Raven stood behind the couch, grabbed his collar, and pulled him over the back of the couch. He squealed when his butt hit the floor. "Ouch! I think you bruised my tailbone!" Raven crouched down, glaring. "If you don't come I can promise more than your tailbone will be bruised." He laughed nervously. "When do we leave?" She grinned, standing up. "Now. Let me go get my shoes."

Cyborg was getting sick of it. When Beast Boy and Raven walked into the same room and spotted each other, he swore he could choke on the sexual tension it was so thick. He grinned. Since he had already made Starfire and Robin show a little love, it was time Beast boy and Raven did. And he had the perfect plan.

"Hey, Rea?" Cybrog screamed. Her head popped in from the hallway. "What?" Cyborg put on a straight face. "You can't go to the mall." She glared. "Why the hell not?" Smiling, Cyborg said, "Because, you have to do the laundry. It's your turn. Anyways, Beast Boy will help ya gather all the clothes up."

"How come you never have to do laundry, Cyborg?" Beast Boy asked, picking himself off the floor.

"Dude, you really are dumb. It's because I don't wear clothes, Grass Stain." Cyborg said, rolling his eyes.

Beast Boy blushed. "I knew that." Snorting, Cyborg turned to Raven. "After you do the clothes, you can go." Growling low in her throat, Raven stormed in, grabbed Beast Boy's unsuspecting elf ear, and dragged him into the hall.

When the door closed they could still hear, "Ow, ow, ow, ow ow, ow, ow, ow, ow! Raven, that hurts!" Cyborg laughed, jumped up, and grabbed Robin and Starfire, accidentally running them into each other.

Glancing back, Cyborg laughed. "Well, I'm on a role, ain't I?" Robin blushed, his hips grinding against Starfire's. "What are we doing?" Robin asked, glancing at Starfire from the corner of his eye.

"I'm getting so tired of watching Raven and Beast Boy avoid how they feel about each other, so, I'm gonna lock 'em up in the laundry room and ya'll are gonna help me." Cyborg dragged them down the dark hall, and he accidentally crashed into a wall, Starfire running in to Cyborg and Robin into Starfire.

Starfire groaned. Blowing her hair out of her face, she said, "Cyborg, next time you bring us into one of your plans, make sure you don't run us into any walls!" Those last five words were a growl.

Robin laughed, then realized he was holding onto Starfire's waist. He pulled back, taking Star along with him. She hit his chest but she was too busy glaring at Cyborgs back that she didn't realize it until Robin's breath hit her neck. "Come on, we have to hurry if we want to do this."

Cyborg turned on the light that was built onto his shoulder and headed for the laundry room. Starfire blushed, walking away as fast as possible. Robin followed, then grinned when he heard Raven and Beast Boy.

"Beast Boy, don't touch anything!" Raven yelled, and the sound of flesh hitting flesh sounded.

"Geez, you don't have to hit me. I was just going to turn that machine thingy on." A growl could be heard. "Beast Boy, that machine thingy is called a washing machine."

They made it to the door and peaked their heads in. Beast Boy was cradling his hand to his chest and glaring at Raven's back. She slammed the lid shut, turned the dial, and hit a button. She turned, rolling her eyes. "I didn't hit you that hard." He snorted, looking away from her.

Cyborg grinned, grabbed the door and slammed it, locking it from the outside. "Beast boy, I swear, if you bang this door up, your dead tofu meat. You can't come out until ya'll admit your feeling for each other. I don't care if it takes two weeks!" A groan could be heard. "But I'm already dead meat!" Starfire laughed and Raven growled. "You are all so gonna be dead when I get out of here!"

Raven beat at the door with her fist. "Let me out right now!" Only silence greeted her. "Damn you! Damn you all to hell!" She whirled around, spotting Beast Boy sitting on the floor, watching her. "I don't think that will help any, Rae Anyways, it's not so bad, staying with me, is it?"

Defeated, she sat down beside him. "I mean you did kiss me so I can't be that bad." Raven hit his chest hard, and he groaned. "This is gonna be a long day."