Disclaimer: I own the tape that I recorded TT on, that is all. Sadly I do not own them…

Choices

Raven's p.o.v.

There was silence. Horrible, empty nothingness of black. My mind wouldn't string anything together, I was just so tired…

Then there was buzzing. A nagging buzzing that fought not to be ignored. Something stirred about my head telling me to get up.

Had I been asleep?

My body for a moment had been disconnected from my mind, somewhere lost and forgotten. My arm moved on its own to try and get my body up. Pain shot from an unknown source and swept my body.

My skin tingled everywhere; it felt like I had a massive blood loss, the type of irritating feeling as when a limb went to sleep. I didn't remember loosing any blood. In fact I couldn't remember anything.

My other hand joined the first hauling myself off the ground. I seemed to breath easier. I opened my eyes and was hit with the memories to fill in the gaps of where I was.

Startled I darted my glance around. I had run out of power, so weak and woozy. Robin had been trying to-

Robin…

I snapped my eyes back toward the pedestal. It glowed in faded blue electricity being fed in by Cyborg. I followed up to look at Cyborg; he however was not looking at me.

I followed his gaze.

About ten feet from us Slade was crouched. A thin blade gripped in his gloved hands. The blade was pressed against the unconscious boys neck.

Fear gripped at my throat. How had I allowed this to happen? What was going on?

"Slade," Cyborg spat the name. He was standing making no attempt to intervene, his sonic cannon wasn't even charged.

"Ah, ah, ah. We wouldn't want to move and create a mini nuclear warhead now would we?"

I saw Cyborg take a longing glance at the pedestal before returning to look at Slade. I turned a little more to look at the pedestal still keeping an eye on Slade.

Cyborg had run his power into the pedestal; a purple wire glinted as it continued transfusing energy.

So Robin had chosen right.

Cyborg's power had reinforced the last of mine as well. Midair, a little off from the black box was the chip still floating surrounded in black. Blue energy kept the black in place.

I never would have tried to mix powers. This was an unstable compound, as I had told the team once before mixing powers could create major problems. But it would be ok for the moment it seemed.

I turned my attention back to the villain. The blade left red traces on the unconscious boys neck. I wished Robin would wake up. Why was he unconscious in the first place?

I spotted an oozing red gash on his arm. It looked nasty having bled through the yellow material of his cape.

Carefully I stepped forward, Slade was so close.

"And what are you planning on doing dear Raven? Save poor Robin?" Slade had his eye on me now, cold and calm like a trained killer. He pulled Robin a little moving the blade at his neck. A dark red drop appeared and traveled down his pale skin.

I froze and watched the blood. It was nothing vital so far.

"Azarath…" I raised my arms toward Slade, I wanted the blade. Slade pressed the blade at the left side of his neck, right where a major artery was. It was too late to reconsider my options however.

"Metrion…" I felt some of the power that had restored stir inside me, it just toward my fingertips. I saw Slade press the blade deeper. I bid my mind not to think of the blood that was gathering.

"Zinthos!" I shouted and the black sprung from my fingertips. Slade took the moment to slide the blade clear across the left side of his neck. It was enough to slash the artery there. My power grabbed the blade out of his hands.

Slade laughed deeply and stood up, Robins head thumped to the ground. I suppressed the growl that was rising from my throat.

"You are too late my dark bird," Slade's eyes seemed to smile at me. My mind threw the blade at him with impossible speed wishing it to cut through him.

Somehow I had missed and the metal dropped to the ground. The lights had blipped out a moment, Slade was gone. I felt heat in my gaze, a muffled curse word managed to crawl from my lips.

I hated that man with a passion. And he had escaped again, and would torment us yet again all too soon.

My attention to the villain drained quickly however. Robin lay on the white tiled floor. Blood was already staining the white a muddily red.

I rushed toward him, in a moment I had a hand pressed to his neck, the other hovered just over the wound. From the looks of the blood it had been an artery, a life-sustaining artery at that.

My mind told me it wouldn't work. I could heal bones and scratched, but not a torn artery. My more hated emotions murmured I should just cut my losses, he had been trouble anyway.

I didn't take the time to listen. Already my lips were chanting the words. Black radiated from my hand into my leader.

It seemed an eternity and I closed my eyes. I could feel the little power I had gained draining right out of me. Healing took an incredible amount of energy and concentration. I was still sore and woozy, but not thinking of my own safety.

"Raven?" There was a voice. It sounded metallic, someone I knew. I tasted blood on my tongue suddenly. My powers were now taking their energy from my physical body.

Someone talked again. This time I could understand the words. They might have been in the language I knew, but it was hard to tell.

There was a rustling noise. Someone had moved. I kept my hands at healing his injuries.

I could still feel the blood at my fingertips where I had pressed them to the wound. It was slowing though, I wanted to open my eyes to see whether it was a good thing or not. I was too tired. My arms grew heavy and both my hands were pressed just about his neck. I was trying to keep myself up as the darkness tried to claim me.

Something told me just a little longer.

I dragged in a breath letting the rest of my tendrils pass out of my body. My emotions were out of touch, everything was out of touch.

I felt like I had a headache and a brain freeze all at once. Someone touched my shoulder.

The weight was too much. I collapsed. I didn't even have the energy to think as the black finally came running up to meet me. I only hoped it had been enough to spare his life.

Robin's p.o.v.

I felt someone poking at me. It stirred my mind and suddenly I was back in my body again.

The back of my head throbbed and there was a terrible pain in my neck. I opened my eyes to find everything black. I was blind?

I sat up sharply about to yell out when the cause dawned on me. I reached up and fixed my mask, how stupid of me. White room and walls greeted me, again. The last thing I could remember was choosing the violet wire and-

And then I had been hit in the back of the head by Slade.

Consciously I looked around me; Starfire was to one side, her finger poised to poke at me again.

"Wwht happned?" My mouth was dry making my words run together. Starfire's eyes lit up and she gave a faint smile.

"It is ok Robin, you have been repaired. Slade is gone, he escaped."

I looked down at myself. Minor cuts had been bandaged, where the bird-a-rang had cut through had a wrap had been placed. A hand raised and gingerly touched my neck. I didn't know how I had gotten that, but there was a scabby slice that met my fingers.

I knew there was a bump on the back of my head; it throbbed with every pulse of my heart.

"Where's Raven?" I looked back up at Starfire. Her smile paused, but only for a second.

"In the next room, do you wish to see her?"

I nodded pushing the white blankets up off me. Starfire floated next to me as I climbed out of the bed. Stumbling a little Starfire jumped to my side to brace me. I smiled slightly in thanks.

When I was finally able to walk she lead me out of the room. I didn't have the heart to ask Star how Raven was. Somehow by the faltering in her smile I didn't think it was good.

"She is in there," Star stopped by the door motioning to me.

I gave her a quizzical look when she made no effort to go in. I took a few deep breaths to calm my mind. It had already jumped to the worst conclusion.

I noticed my fingers were trembling only slightly and I quickly shook myself out of it. I was Robin after all. Strong, independent, lead-

The door creaked open as though inviting me in. I stepped threw before I could start with my 'what-ifs'.

The white walls lead up to a bed across the room. There was a white curtain pulled across shielding the view. My bare feet noiselessly made it over to the bed. I grabbed the curtain and slid it back…

Yet another fun cliffy -Dodges random items-. I'm thinking there may only be one more chapter. Much thanks to all of my completely awesome reviewers! It was awesome to check and have like 15 in my mail. And I split the chapter into Raven/Robin p.o.v.'s for a little variation, sorry for any confusion.

-Dragonslayer527