When she said this, Dragon/Eragon winced.
"Don't call me that," he whispered, menacingly quiet.
Before Arrow could respond, Robin waved his hands in front of him.
"Wait, wait. So you two know each other?" he asked.
Arrow rolled her eyes. "No. I'm always like this with complete strangers," she snapped with uncharacteristic sarcasm.
Now, usually Arrow was the most calm, collected and (apart from Star) kind person, so this side of the personality surprised the Titans.
Arrow clenched her teeth, then, with a noticeable effort, controlled herself and sighed.
"Look," she said to Eragon/Dragon, "I'm happy here now. I'm giving you a chance to leave before I kill you or you destroy this life as well."
"I've changed." He said, shrugging.
"Changed? You expect me to believe you've changed? No-one changes when they're like you. You're born the scum of the earth, you stay the scum of the earth."
A cynical grin appeared on Eragon's face. "Scum of the earth? You're losing you're touch, Arianarhod. And what," he asked, snapping her suspender, "are these. Bit of a change?"
Arrow/Arianarhod (let's just call her A) snapped his hand away with undisguised loathing.
"Don't touch me. Oh, and while you're at, get the hell out of this house."
"You know," he said to the rest of the team, who were in a state of shock, "it's used to be all floaty, lacey dresses, glass slippers and tiaras. How things change, huh?"
The team looked at the girl with the grunge biker boots and scowl.
Apparently this snapped everyone out of their trances.
"Hang on," said BB, tactless as ever, "I'm sensing some tension here."
Cyborg smacked him casually on the head then addressed Eragon/Dragon. "Yo man, did you do something bad to Arrow here? What's the deal with you two?"
"Nothing." Said Eragon nonchalantly, with another shrug.
"Nothing?" said A with an expression of innocence. "You call the hotel nothing? You call the church, the town hall, the restaurant nothing? You call the mayor nothing? You call the minister, the teacher, the mortician nothing? You call my family nothing? You call your family nothing? Was the entire fucking CITY nothing? Hey, to each ones own I suppose."
With each sentence, Eragon/Dragon had been getting angrier and angrier.
But the last comment made him crack. He let out a roar of rage and his hands transformed into huge, scaly talons as he swiped out at Arrow.
He got her back and she cried out in pain. As she slumped forward the other Titans rushed forward and saw, through her ripped t-shirt, what could only be her namesake.
Stretching from the base of her neck to the base of her spine was tattooed a detailed, almost beautiful arrow.
Running through the arrow were 5, deep, red cuts.
Eragon/Dragon's bored and cynical expression disappeared and he looked with horror at what he had done.
"Oh god." He started forward to help her up, but BB quickly changed into a tiger and blocked his path, growling.
E/D took the hint and backed away.
Raven surrounded him with black energy, and looked at him for a few moments, obviously trying to control her emotions.
Through gritted teeth she asked him "What's you're real name?"
E/D looked as if he was about to say something, then changed his mind. After a couple of beats, where he glanced a couple of times at A, he answered. "…Dragon, but I'm not proud of it."
Obviously, this was the wrong thing to say.
Raven closed her eyes for a few moments. When she opened them again, they glowed red for a moment before returning to the usual amethyst colour.
In one fluid movement she dropped the black energy and had his throat in her hand.
"I don't care whether you're fucking proud of it or not. Obviously you hurt this girl more than she's letting us know and I want to know what HAPPENED!"
Raven had yelled this last word at him, her face inches away from his, and she tightened her hold on his.
A choke from Dragon brought Robin's attention to the scene and he ran forward.
He laid a comforting, yet slightly hesitant, hand on Raven's shoulder and whispered "ssssshhh, calm down Rae. It's okay. It's all okay."
Obviously Raven had not let her anger entirely take over her and she breathed deeply a couple a times and regained herself.
With one last squeeze of his throat, she flung him across the room, then with a muttered "whatever" went to help take Arrow to the infirmary.
Dragon stayed where he was, his back against the wall and his head in his hands.
Everyone, except Robin (who was keeping an eye on Dragon) was trying to get Arrow on a stretcher.
After some futile attempts to push everyone off her she changed into a random body builder she had seen on T.V. This caught everyone off their guard and she pushed them off her.
"I'm fine, seriously. I've had much worse." When she said this she shot a glance at Dragon, so quick that only Dragon and Robin picked it up.
"But friend," began Starfire, "you have been badly cut! Surely you need medical attention!"
A short, cynical laugh came between Dragon's hands. Arrow looked angry but didn't say anything, only turned around to display a perfectly healed back.
"Look, if everyone would just take some deep breaths and sit down, I'll explain what you're all probably wondering."