Okay, sorry for not answering reviews this time, but like most of you said, I need to update faster. So this once I'm going to just skip the review answering. Sorry to those who are disappointed in this, but hey, it's another chapter, YAY!

Raven stood motionless hovering above the floor. With her legs crossed and her eyes closed, the psychic gently murmured her soothing incantation,

"Azarath, Metrion, Zynthos"

She had been practicing her mind-reading abilities over the past few days, and had excelled greatly in it. It took several hours out of each day, but the progress was worth it. She was at the point where she could read a person's thoughts with concentration, but it was far easier and faster than before. Along with taking less energy, she almost had the talent nailed.

There was one problem with her practice. She had been meditating so much, that when she let her guard down and stopped meditating, she would randomly see or hear someone's thoughts, but only for a second or so. This only happened twice, once when Beast Boy was really hungry, and once when Cyborg lost a game. It had only meant that she was succeeding, but she just needed more control.

"I must be having these visions when someone is feeling extreme emotion at one time," she thought to herself.

"But I do not want this to continue. I need to make sure I can conjure the visions myself without them coming up whenever they choose."

Raven straightened her back and continued to meditate,

"Azarath, Metrion, Zynthos…"

"HEY RAVEN!"

The empath felt her blood boil as she flicked her eyes open. Beast Boy and Cyborg stood before her. She retained herself and looked towards them with a stony death glare,

"What?"

"You promised us we could go to the market today." Cyborg explained happily.

"Yeah, we're out of food."

"You guys do know that you are capable of doing such things by yourself, don't you?" she said steadily, still maintaining her glare. When they showed no change of thought, she said calmly,

"Can't you just go without me, I'm in the middle of my meditation."

Beast Boy shook his green little head with fake worry.

"Nope, Raven, we need you,"

"You're the only one who knows exactly what we need." Cyborg said in-a-matter-of-factly

"Pleeeeeeeease" Beast Boy did his trademark kitty face.

Unphased by "the face", Raven looked at them flatly, about to say no. Cyborg interrupted her before she could protest.

"Do you remember what happened last time you left BB and me to do the groceries?"

Raven's eyes widened, as if in fear, and then quickly narrowed into a scowl. She hated to admit it, but those two didn't know squat about planning what food they would need and how much to get. Last time she left them to do it on their own, they brought back junk food, and only junk food (that's right, NO herbal tea), to last them a day-and-a-half.

Beast Boy was right, they did need her, at least if they wanted a good food supply.

"You're pathetic," she glared at the android.

"That may be true," he said to her, smiling now, "But you do know that you have to come with us now."

Scowling at them one last time, she heaved a giant sigh,

"Ugh…why do you do this to me?" she grumbled.

The two boys just smiled as they prepared to leave; it was just too funny. Rolling her eyes, the telepath walked to Starfire's room to tell her she would be gone for about an hour or so.

She knocked on Starfire's door, beginning to tap her foot with impatience, the boys laughing madly in the background.

"Yes?"

"Starfire, Beast Boy, Cyborg and I are going to the market to fill up on groceries. We'll be back in about two hours."

A look of panic came over the alien's face. Eyes filled with worry, she grabbed Raven's arm frantically.

"Please Raven, do not leave me in the tower alone,"

"Why not?" Raven looked at her friend with questioning. This was so strange, even for Starfire. Why was she acting like this?

"I…do not know…but please don't leave me here alone." Starfire bit her lip, hoping Raven would somehow understand.

"You'll be fine, Starfire. Besides, Robin's here. You have nothing to worry about."

Starfire almost fainted from Raven's choice of words. With hot tears searing her eyes but refusing to show, the girl looked back at her friend as she left.

This was perfect. Robin smirked at himself at how greatly everything was going. Now they were all gone, and she was all alone.

He went back down to the basement, where the dagger lay. He took it out, brought it up, and gently set it down on the coffee table. Now was the time.

For the first twenty minutes, Starfire sat in her room, bored. She lay on her bed, tossed and turned, but never found a way to entertain herself. She noticed a flowery nail polish on her dresser and picked it up. Maybe she found something to do after all. As she picked up the nail polish, she heard his voice call to her.

"Starfire, could you come down here for a minute?"

She froze. She couldn't just refuse the call, lest he would come up.

"What is it?" she said shakily.

"I need to talk to you."

"Not unless you tell me what you want." She was surprised at her own words. She was never this defiant with any of her friends.

"Just come here!"

What possessed her to come down she didn't know, but she found herself tiptoeing down the stairs to the living room. She silently stepped into the room, looking around; he was nowhere in sight.

Beginning to panic, she felt his firm grip on her arms from behind. She spun around, but he held fast. She struggled wildly as he dragged her into the kitchen. He pushed her roughly to the floor.

She kicked and wailed and fought him off, but it wasn't enough. She didn't have it in her to use her alien strength. Even in this horrible situation, she couldn't bear to hurt him severely. So she defended herself the old fashioned way.

She soon found out why she never used the old fashioned way of defense.

Robin grabbed her shoulder and shoved it into the hard kitchen floor, her head falling back. In his fury his mask had fallen off his face. She looked up into his eyes, and her soul shuddered at what she saw.

Lust, hate, anger, and madness swirled in his dark eyes. The expression on his face was that of one that had gone insane. This was not her friend. This was not Robin.

Tears began to form in her emerald eyes. Crying then became the last thing she thought of as she was kicked into a nearby cabinet. Her back ached from the impact, but she quickly moved out of the way of her attacker.

"No, Robin, please do not do this…" she bolted in the other direction, but didn't get far.

He soon caught her arm and pushed her down to the floor again. To her horror, he didn't let go. He held her arm in one hand and groped above the countertop with the other. Reaching over to wear his dagger stood, he seized the weapon and hung it over her. If she wasn't going to give in, he would make her.

"No…stop!" she said meekly.

Her eyes widened as she saw the knife, but she did not flinch. She was not going to let him win. She struggled still, fruitlessly trying to free herself from his grip. She had lost all fear of pain, not caring about the lethal instrument being carelessly hung above her body. Intimidation was out of the question. She wasn't going to give in, and Robin knew this.

He raised the dagger and prepared to strike, but right as the metal was about to pierce her skin, she saw that it hadn't. He held it hovered over her, poised, ready to plunge, as to give her one last chance. She had her chance and she chose. She continued to fight him.

With this he plunged the dagger into her body. Again and again he stabbed her, in her stomach, through her back, into the vital organs in which a human lives.

Robin then dropped her suddenly. She fell to the floor, unconscious.

Panic, worry, and reality flashed into his eyes. He looked at the poor girl up and down.

"What have I done?" he murmured shakily.

He suddenly dropped the bloody dagger. It clanked noisily as it made contact with the hard floor.

He then seized his mask and ran to his room, locking the door.

Raven, having to live through the nightmare that was grocery shopping, rolled her eyes as she put produce into the cart. Beast Boy and Cyborg aimlessly put in hostess products, as to which Raven would take them back out and put them away, like a freaking babysitter.

As she was halfway through the cereal aisle, she stopped short. Her eyes went wide, and her pupils began to shrink. Pictures and voices rang through her mind,

"Robin get away from me! Stop!"

Flash

Robin pushed her to the floor…

Flash

He kicked her into the cabinet…

Flash

"No…"

Flash

He was stabbing her…

"Starfire!" Raven gasped for breath. These visions took too much out of her. Heaving slightly, she ran to the boys.

"Guys! Guys come quick!" she was actually yelling now. The boys found this very odd, since the goth would usually never show emotions to save her life.

"What?"

"What's wrong?"

Her breaths became less steady,

"Something's wrong with Starfire! We need to get home now!"

"But wait," Cyborg cut in, "what's going on?"

"I'm not sure, but there is something seriously wrong."

"Like what?" Beast Boy looked at his friend worriedly.

"I think she may be dying…"

"Say WHAT?" Cyborg's mechanical eye almost popped out of his head.

"No time to explain, we just need to get back to the tower!"

The trio arrived at their home and ran in.

"Look for Starfire!" Cyborg barked.

Beast Boy sniffed around. He finally caught sight of her, and seeing her limp body on the floor, gave a small squeak. Speechless, the shape-shifter just pointed in terror.

Cyborg and Raven rushed over to the kitchen where Starfire lay. Raven stood aghast at the sight. She stared open-mouthed at the scene before her and let out a small whisper,

"Robin, what have you done?"

Well, I guess you could call it a cliffhanger...whichever you perfer, as long as you review!