No, I don't own Teen Titans. begins fighting angry lawyers Or any associated intellectual property. Begins fleeing angry lawyers Or any characters. hides from angry lawyers (in a muffled voice ) And here's another chapter. The only thing I own is the plot! Angry lawyers leave.

Enjoy!

Ch. 5-Lost

Robin desperately tried to control the T-Ship. The fuel had been depleted very rapidly, and now their only hope was to get to that planet as soon as they possibly could. But Robin wasn't worried about himself. He was worried about Starfire. The very idea that he could never see her, smell her, talk to her again-it was tearing him apart from the inside out. He took a deep breath. This had better work.

The ship veered, avoiding a crash course with an asteroid. Then it veered again. And not in a good way. Cyborg grabbed a handlebar for balance as they skyrocketed around a moon. "Hold on!" he shouted. This was bad-if they tried to slingshot out of orbit, they would lose what little fuel they had left. On the other hand, no matter what they did, they would be stuck in space for all eternity. Being viciously thrown about a large planetoid was hardly comfortable, but drifting in the cosmos till Armageddon wasn't pleasing either.

This repertoire of options was quickly chopped in half as bright lights blinked on the control panel. They had no options.

The fuel was gone.

Starfire, meanwhile, was suffering through a few dismal hours in who-knows-where. Still bound to the chair by a means her starbolts could not break, she was left to think about what she would do next.

Assuming she could do anything at all.

Sobbing, she ground the tip of her shoe into the extraterrestrial dirt on the floor. Instead of the grinding noise she had expected, she heard a series of squeaks. At first she drew back in fright-but then she tried again. And again. Finally she took a deep breath and swept as much dirt as possible away. White patches shone through the grime. Perhaps this was a way out!

And so, the friends continued their separate ways, four with a desperate sense of impending doom, one with renewed hope. Still, they didn't know just how close they were to each other.

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(Yeah, I really want to leave off right here. But since I like you guys so much, I'm going to be generous and continue the chapter. Don't worry; this will get better soon. For now, though......More fluff, anyone?)

The window between Raven and Beast Boy's parts of the ship had been smashed, and now they were being tossed from side to side. They would collide repeatedly.

"Beast Boy?"

"Y----ea—h R-r-r-raven?"

"If...if I don't make it out alive...."

"Yeah?"

"Don't go into my room."

Beast Boy rolled his eyes. "Okay, Raven, now that you've finished your auditory will, can we try to make sure everybody does make it out aliiiiiive?"

Raven rolled her eyes. "Okay, fine." A black orb collected around them, preventing any more tossing. BB gaped.

"And you didn't do this before why?"

"My own brand of fun." She typed the commands in even faster than before. Then she did the least likely helpful thing in that situation.

She began to meditate. Beast Boy began to interrupt, but Raven had a purposeful air and he realized that this was going to work.

Whatever it was.

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Robin felt like he was going to be sick. The tossing motion of the ship was almost too much for his stomach to handle. Adding in the fact that his girlfri-er, friend-had just been kidnapped and held against her will in an unknown location and that he was now stuck in outer space trying to find her....to put it mildly, it wasn't just his breakfast he was afraid of losing.

Then something else happened. The ship shut down. Everything went dark. Without the artificial gravity, the tossing intensified. And Robin realized he could lose something else.

His life.

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Starfire continued digging....and digging...and digging.....eventually she pulled the chair around so she was facing the opposite direction. That side was harder. The dirt was much deeper than it had been, and her legs ached from kicking. She looked at the fruits of her labors. On one side was a mural, but so faded nobody could have read it. So far the side she was digging on looked very black. Tiny white specs were dotted on it. Finally she took a deep breath, shoved a final load of dust aside, and gasped in delight at what she saw.

Liking it so far? I know I am! After seeing "Spellbound" though, I'm wondering if a couple of Raven's powers (including what she will use here) are too dark. If you haven't seen it, you can join the angry mob in my bio and try to kill me for the part I gave away. If you can guess correctly what Starfire saw, a chapter will be dedicated to you!