Help Me!

I'm slowly dying…. Something happened to me. I can't remember… Was it Slade?

I lay back into my bed and cough and hack. I stare at the ceiling and immediately drift off into a painful sleep. I have wistful and terrifying dreams. I can vaguely hear my door open. I open my eyes, and I can barely see the small, slender shadow that walks over to me.

"Raven, are you ok?"

"No, Beast Boy. What's wrong with me?"

"Slade did something to you, and it could be dangerous."

I sat up angrily. I had to know what was wrong with me, what made me feel so horrible.

"Raven, where are you going?"

"I'm going to find out what's wrong with me," I replied hotly. I panted and crawled my way into the lab, where my friends were talking quietly. Robin heard me coming, and his crestfallen face seemed to fade with sadness and sympathy. Sympathy?

"Robin, I have to know what happened to me. What did Slade do? What do I have?" I stopped, barely able to breathe. I wheezed more, making my sister, Mina, look pained. Starfire shakily answered my question.

"Raven, you have something called consumption. People with it usually… die." I felt numb for a moment, and my knees buckle, and the room wavered as the floor came up to meet me. Then, I felt absolutely nothing.

My eyes fluttered open, and I blinked, surprised to see everyone- Robin, Beast Boy, Terra, Starfire, Mina, and Cyborg-standing over me, looking worried.

"Star's eyes look red," I thought to myself, "Was she crying?"

"Raven! Are you sure you're in any condition to even walk?" Robin said with an anxious tone. I wheezed again, and then nodded.

"Rae, I'll stay here with you. You guys go check this out, ok?" Mina said.

Mina's spell lulled me into a deep sleep, but before I slept, I heard Robin yelling.

"Slade threw some weird powder on her! Cyborg, do you still have a sample?"

"Yeah, I still have some. Want me to scan it?"

"I wish my friend to be ok now, please," I heard Star ask plaintively.

"Yeah, we all do," Beast boy and Terra answered. My last thoughts before I fell asleep were:

"I'm slowly dying…."

Well, hope it leaves you hanging!

-Morgan