Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans but I do happen to own Razor McKlan. Nor do I own the lyrics from Alison Krauss, "When you say nothing at all."

Lyrics are Italic

"I can't believe you two. How stupid can a person really be?" Raven scowled Dick and Razor who were both in the living room without their upper armor and shirts. Dick Grayson had many cuts over his body while Razor had a few, though, more serious wounds himself. His left arm was still bleeding pretty badly and unusable. Starfire continue to rub some of the alcohol over Dick's wounds with a rag causing him to cringe a bit in pain. "Sorry to cause you displeasure but it's for your own good since Raven won't heal you at all." She said apologetically.

"Damn right. I'll heal your broken arm, but the cuts are going to stay. It seems like the only way for us to keep you out of harms way is if your bandaged like a mummy." Raven snapped in an angry manner. Placing her hands on Razor's left arm, a black energy started to envelope it causing the bone inside to knit together and the numbness to fade away, thus, feeling returned to his arm and allowed movement. Then she grabbed a roll of bandages and knelt down in front of Razor, "Hold up your arms." He did as she ask so she could bandage his bruised ribs properly. As soon as she was done, she looked at him, sunglasses were still over his eyes to hide what emotion they were showing. Without warning, smack, she slapped him across the face.

"You jerk. What were you thinking going out on your own. What if you were killed? How do you think I…we would feel if you died? Or were badly wounded and needed treatment quickly yet we weren't there to aid you. You're supposed contact us if you were to go hunting for the Astral Knight." "I refuse to call and ask for your help." "But it's alright if Nightwing tags along?" "You think I wanted him to come? I only brought him along because he knows more about this damn city than I do!" "Oh, so now you only use us as tools?" "Look! I didn't ask for comrades! I did't want comrades to begin with!" Raven was speechless, along with everyone who watched the two argue. "As far as I'm concern, this whole team can just stay out of my way and leave me alone!" "How could you be so heartless after all we've done for you? Huh? Well!? Answer me!"

Razor rose up without even bothering to attempt to answer and walked over to the couch where his black shirt with a chain mail sewn into it laid, along with other equipment. There he picked it up and slid it over his head before grabbing his metal gloves. Then he started to walk toward the hallway while sliding on the gloves. "Well? I'm waiting for an answer?" In a rage, he turned around and punched the wall beside him, "Because I don't need your help! Nor did I ask for it in the first place." She stared at him in disbelief. "You have no right to question my reason. It's the way I've lived ever since then, it's the only way I can prevent it from ever happening again. I have to fight Mark alone. No one can interfere." With that, he disappeared into the hallway.

"What was that about?" Beast Boy asked a bit scared. "Not sure, but I'm more curious about what the hell it is. Ok Dick, time to start flappin' those jaws. Cause I know you know more then you let on. And there's no way you gettin outta this one." Cyborg spoke up while crossing his arms over his chest. Dick then stood up, ignoring the fact that he wounds weren't all bandaged up and walked over to the window. Beast Boy sat up on the couch and stared at their leader. Starfire moved over to a chair and sat down while her sister leaned against the wall. Raven brought her eyes onto Dick, ready to listen to something known only by a few.

"You see," he started, "the it he's talking about is the tragedy. Naturally his body wasn't always like that. Neither was his attitude. But that all changed one day a little over two years ago. Razor didn't always have that armor neither. He had another one. Not only did his old armor represent one of the elements, he used a different sword and fought with mercy. But, there was one other thing he had back then he no longer has nor can never hope to attain again. Something that wasn't upgraded but lost. A lost that struck him deeply. Back then he, and twelve others were part of a team. He was the leader. Though young, he was best suited for the job because everyone believed in him." Everyone gasped but only Beast Boy was the only one capable of speaking, "So what your saying is that King Arthur actually had a knights of the round? There's a shocker."

"His team was killed off. It comes with the territory, so what? He should have known that it was going to happen one day. Hell, one day one of us will die in battle as well. It's something we're all prepared for. He should have been prepared also. He doesn't deserve pity if he thought they were playing a simple game of war and that everyone were gods." Cyborg argued. "Cy, that's not the reason. He knew that one day their time would come. But on one particular day, in a weaken state after being wounded a week before hand, his team went to intercept their greatest enemy. A man who's more powerful then Mark by several fold. His second in command took charge and lead them to the battle field aided by other countries. There they seemed victorious." 'So, what I saw really wasn't a dream. Those people in armor. They were his old team. So how is it that their deaths affected you so much. It seems to me that the death of a partner wouldn't bother you. So how was their deaths any different?' Thought Raven.

"Though, inside their enemy's castle, things quickly changed for the worse. There they met Odin and fought a long sought after battle. A battle that many thought would end the war of all wars. Even though the battle was long and bloody and Odin was outnumbered, they were wrong. Odin was too powerful to handle even though he'd barely managed to touch any of the members. That is…until a crippling blow was dealt. Odin managed to cut off Razor's right hand and slash out his eye. Then, while the Dark Knight was in great pain and greatly weaken, he tried to end the clan who's power threatened him numerous times. But not even he could predict what would happen next. The rest of Razor's team, Delta Strike Force, fought much harder then before, placing some gap in between Odin's blade and Razor's heart. Each one died in front of Razor, protecting him to the best of their abilities. Though, that wasn't enough to save him. Two members of the team who were late saw the blood shed and quickly grabbed him and fled, both nearly dieing themselves. So that's the story. That's the why he's the Razor we see today. Went from caring leader to a heartless lone wolf."

Silence brought everyone into a trance. For they could hardly believe what Nightwing had told them. The mystery they tried to hard to solve was now solved. But now they wish that the jigsaw puzzle was still shattered into bits and pieces. It's hard when one loses a friend. But a whole team? Tough. But what's even worse is when the team dies protecting you. That's enough to drive people insane. Beast Boy broke the silence in a disbelief laugh, "Heh, and here I thought all that tough guy, I-don't-need-you act was just a mask. Come to find out that that was partly true. I feel sorry for him. To lose someone is bad but your team? Especially when you watch them helplessly die in front of you protecting you. I don't see how he was able to cope with that." "I know what you mean. Even if he wants to forget, that hand and eye will remind him every day until the day he dies." Cyborg stated in a sadden voice.

"Dick, how do you know all of this?" Ask Starfire. "He told me so himself. He made me promise that if he told me that I wouldn't interfere in his battle. I agreed to it." "Why did you agree? Do you want him to die?" "No Star. But it's something that he must do. He must prove that his friend's sacrifice weren't in vain." Raven silently slipped out of the room. Strolling down the hallway, tears formed in her eyes, "Why didn't you ever tell me? Were you afraid that I'd push you away?"

It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart Without saying a word you can light up the dark Try as I may I could never explain What I hear when you don't say a thing

Trekking through the building, she came to the stairs leading to the roof top and followed. Through the door she saw the heart broken knight standing at the edge of the building. The sun rise was shinning down onto his armor, revealing how magnificent and beautiful it really was, even after being banged up a bit. His hair blown in the wind roughly in many directions. His eyes were staring at the sky. Stars were still out but they themselves were getting to fade off to sleep, not to be seen again until the silvery moon was ready to wake them. His right glove was on the ground, revealing his fake hand. Slowly he brought the hand up and gripped his ring with horrible memories flooding through.

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me There's a truth in your eyes sayin' you'll never leave me The touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall You say it best when you say nothing at all

Raven took a step closer toward him, wanting to comfort his broken heart and help the lost soul find his way back home. "I'm sorry." She heard him say. Was he talking to her? "I shouldn't have said those things." Raven shook her head, "It's alright. We all get angry sometimes." Step by step she approached him. "To be honest, when you first said those words I was mad. We all were. But now I'm not." Razor turned around as Raven stopped a couple feet away from him. "I thought you actually didn't like us. Used us. But now I know the truth." "The truth?" "Just like you were protecting us; you were protecting yourself." Gently she brought her hand up "Afraid that you'd fail protecting us and your heart would suffer even more so you pushed us away. But in truth, your heart suffers the longer you hold onto to the pain and put everyone's fate on your shoulders."

All day long I can hear people talking out loud But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd Old Mr. Webster could never define What's being said between your heart and mine

"So he told." Razor turned his head from Raven in shame, "Then you know why I have to face Mark alone." Slowly Raven embraced him and dug her face into his chest with tears. "For once, let us take some of your burden. Let us aid you on your mission. Let me heal your pain."

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me There's a truth in your eyes sayin' you'll never leave me The touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall You say it best when you say nothing at all

"Raven…what if…you get hurt?" "I don't care what happens to me! Already I've almost lost you twice. I don't want to lose you. Don't you get it? I love you!" She screamed with tears. He was speechless. What could he say? Deep down he cared for her even though he barely showed it. And yet, he'd be putting her in danger. Then again, she was already in danger.

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me There's a truth in your eyes sayin' you'll never leave me The touch of your hand says you'll catch me if ever I fall You say it best when you say nothing at all

She looked up at him and placed her hands on his cheek. He raised up his cybernetic hand and placed it over hers. "I…" His heart was beating fast. Slowly his cybernetic palm met her palm as she brought her hands off of his face and entwined their fingers. "Raven…" He lowered his head until his face was just inches away from her. "I love you…" Passionately he kissed her on the lips. Time itself had ceased in that moment. His heart was no longer hurting from his past but enveloped in a warmth of love.