Chapter One: Torn Apart

"Since August 4th of last year, crimes in Jump City have risen an astounding 75. During the protection of the famous superheroes, the Teen Titans, crimes were at their lowest. I'm sure everyone in Jump City is wondering, 'Why did the Teen Titans decide to break up and..."

"Special: Teen Titans! Where are they now? Well! Raven's in the city's Mental Institution, Starfire's got her own clothing line, Cyborg is a racecar designer, Beastboy is a professional surfer, and Robin's gone into hiding! Now, are they thinking about a reunion? Join us on Superheroes Reunited on Thursday at…"

"For Ebay bargain hunters! For a limited time, we're auctioning off one of Raven's capes! The highest bidder is now…"

"Hey ladies! Tired of that drab outfit you've got on! Wanna look like a star?! Then come on down to Starbolt Fashion. There you can buy Starfire tops, skirts, shoes…"

"I can't believe it, Bob! The 27th time in a row! How does Cyborg do it?! It's amazing and the car is so great looking! And it went so fast! I mean, it…"

"Dudes! We're back at the 3rd annual Jump City Surf Contest and Beastboy has just wiped out! Awww! Sorry little dude! Better luck next year and…"

Robin sat back on the sofa and sighed. All the others seemed to be doing well. Why wasn't he? I mean, he was the leader. He thought if ever the Titans parted that he would be on every girly magazine cover in the world. But he wasn't.

He rubbed his hand through his hair and turned off the TV. He didn't want to feel sorry for himself again. He just sat there, being happy for his friends, except for Raven who was evidentially in a mental institution…

Beastboy just floated in the water, feeling stunned. How could he miss that wave?! He had practiced for AGES!! This was screwed up!!

He reached the shore and brushed the sand off his chest. As he walked to the van he was staying in, he got a number of "BOO"s and "You Stink"s. He morphed into a turtle and covered himself with sand. The guys would have never told me I stunk. Well, maybe Raven but nonetheless, they'd stick up for me…right? He closed his eyes. Man, I miss them...

Cyborg smiled as he was pelted with compliments. His car had won the race. Again. He gave some high fives to his fellow workers.

Though the crowd was screaming and cheering at the very top of their lungs, he heard the driver say to one of the workers, "That big metal dude is getting on my nerves! I've told him thousands of times to fix the driver's seat so I wouldn't get so hot, but he never listens!! Tell him he'd better get his act together or he's gettin' fired!!" With that, the driver went back to smiling and waving to his fans.

Cyborg lowered his head. The driver had never once told him to do that. He sighed heavily. I wish the guys were here…

Raven sat in the chair quietly. The room around her was plain white as if someone had taken white-out to the entire room. There were three men sitting at a desk in front of her. They all had clipboards and were writing down notes about her behavior. One man was standing up, pacing and asking her questions.

"Raven, why do you destroy everything we put in your room?" the man who was standing asked. Raven looked at him through her violet hair that hung loosely in her face.

"I can't help it," she answered, gloomily.

"With your friends you could," he replied. The men all stopped writing. They stared at her for an answer.

"No such thing," she responded in a monotone voice…

Starfire stared out the window, daydreaming. She didn't care what her sales assistant had to say. She was just babbling.

"Starfire, are you even listening to me?" her sales assistant, Maria, asked.

Starfire was jerked out of her daydreams. "Uh…My clothes are selling quite nicely?"

Maria rolled her eyes. "Starfire! I have told you many of times- get your head out of the clouds! I'm not talking merely to hear myself talk!" She suddenly smiled. "Who do you think about anyway? Alex? That's who you're thinking about, isn't it?!" She threw back her head and laughed as she exited the room.

Starfire sighed. She wasn't thinking about her fiancé. Oh, Robin…I miss you so much...

Robin was about to leave the room when, suddenly, the TV snapped back on. A slimy familiar voice said, "Robin. How nice to see you,"

"Slade."

In the streets of Jump City, work was just getting out. Everyone was in such a rush to get home. No one seemed to notice a crime was in effect.

A man was brutally mugging another man in the corner of an alley. The victim was calling out for help over and over but no one even spared him a glance. Only a little girl stopped to glance at the crime. She turned to look at the once majestic Titans Tower. Now it looked like a forgotten possession. The girl looked longingly at it for a moment, and then sang, barely audible.

"When there's trouble we knew who to call."