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"Robin! No! Oh my god," Raven whispered. "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos."

Cloaked in black energy, Robin looked so helpless, so limp. Raven pulled her legs forward, the current pushing against her. Rain splattered against her skin, like icy bullets. Something slithered against Raven's thighs, and she nearly dropped Robin.

Pulling her cloak up with one hand, and controlling Robin with the other, Raven frantically searched for a hard, flat surface. Lying him down gently, she racked her brain for how to preform mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. Pinching Robin's nose, Raven shakily blew in his mouth a couple of times. What if I'm doing this wrong? She thought. I can't lose anyone else.

After a while, he showed signs of life. Small signs, but signs none the less. Raven pulled back, but still very close to Robin's limp body. He weakly opened his mouth, the color slowly returning to his face. Then Robin began coughing, softly at first, but then turning into a bone-wracking choke. Raven put a hand on his shoulder, crouching down near him, inspecting him.

His whole body seemed frail, and he was shaking slightly. Robin blinked very slowly, eyes not yet focused. He tried to get up, but Raven's firm arm stopped him. Robin turned his head toward her.

"Red... X... Bridge... Fell... Soooo... Cold..." Robin rasped, gripping Raven's arm. She took in a breath at the tightness of his grip. He stared at her with eerily blank eyes. Suddenly Robin lunged toward Raven, violently pressing his lips against hers. Raven felt the coldness of his body against hers, the fragileness of Robin's once confident body. She pulled back, and Robin swayed back and forth, and started to fall backwards. Raven gasped sharply, and pulled him near her.

A strangled cry broke through the night, and Raven's head was up in a flash.

Beast Boy stared up at her, eyes filled with hate.

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"What have you done, Cyborg? You let her get away. You let the team down."

"No, no I didn't! She-she said she was coming back."

"That's a lie. Everything you know is a lie. A hidious, filthy-"

"No! It's not a lie. Raven doesn't lie."

"Right. What about the dragon boy in her room? She told you all about that, huh?"

"Well, I-"

"Answer me!"

"No. She didn't."

"I told you. I'm right. I'm always right."

"I don't even know who you are!"

"Ignorance is bliss."

Starfire watched in horror as Cyborg violently argued with... Himself. She had tried to talk to him, but one of his voices always got to him before she did. Starfire needed someone to help her, but Beast Boy was asleep, she presumed, and didn't want to wake him up.

"This-this isn't happening! Make it go away!"

Starfire took a step toward Cyborg, nearly hitting Raven's bed. He had refused to go anywhere other than Raven's room, so she waited, fear gnawing at her insides.

"Get back, foolish girl!"

Starfire stopped, frightened beyond reason. What was so scary to her was it wasn't even Cyborg's voice. It was a deep, rumbling voice, filled with hate.

"No-Starfire! Stop! Leave! I can't-"

"Shut up!"

"NO! Starfire, get help, I-I don't know what's happening to me-"

"Leave now, idiot girl!"

Starfire closed her eyes, thinking. Cyborg wasn't right, that was obvious. Maybe a problem in his systems? Only Cyborg knew how to detect a problem in his systems. What to do, she mused. Cyborg couldn't control his voice... How would she get him to a hospital? She opened her eyes. Cyborg was kneeling on the floor, crying softly. His other voice was shouting insults nonstop. The same way Raven got to him to let her leave, a small, usually quiet voice in her head said. Is there no other way? She thought. Turning to Cyborg, she decided to try once more.

"Cyborg, please try to be calm. For all of us," Starfire said steadily.

"For all of us? Who is us? You have no one, stupid alien girl. NO ONE!"

"Star I've been trying-" Cyborg started angrily, wiping away his tears.

"You know no one likes you? No one cares! Why'd think Raven knocked you out? For fun?"

"Stop! STOP! Starfire help me, please-"

Starfire knew what she was going to do. Lowering her eyes, she shot a single starbolt at Cyborg's chest. And for the second time that night, he fell unconscious.

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"I-I can't believe you, Raven," Beast Boy said quietly. "Robin? Why Robin? Didn't you love me?"

"No, Beast Boy, I still-" Raven tried to explain.

"You didn't love me, huh? I always suspected it. You and Robin were always closer than anyone else," Beast Boy mused. "Spending so much time together, always sitting next to him, always talking to him-"

"Beast Boy! It isn't like that! I love you, not Robin," Raven frantically tried to get up, but Robin moaned and grabbed onto her cloak. She stopped trying.

"No, really, it's okay. You don't have to lie anymore," Beast Boy said softly. His voice was filled with pain, and his eyes were dark.

"Please stop it, Beast Boy. You know I love you," Raven said, her voice filled with desperation.

"Don't worry Raven, you can have Robin. I don't think I wanted you anyway," Beast Boy spoke calmly, almost too calmly. "I mean, you were the only open source at the time, and since Terra was gone, I donno. I guess I just got really desperate."

Raven's eyes clouded over. She could see what he was doing. Trying to make her feel the pain she had made him feel. And it was working.

"Stop it."

"December 14, 2004. Today Robin and I talked for hours. I don't know why I feel attached to him, but I do. We talked about our troubles, my past," Beast Boy looked up from Raven's diary entry in his hand. "I didn't know you talked to Robin about your past. You never talked to me about that. Anyway-"

"Where did you get that?" Raven growled. Then she realized something. "You went through my drawers!"

"I'm beginning to know Robin even better than before. He's a much better listener than Beast Boy, or anyone else. He can actually think about things, and find out answers to the questions I ask him," Beast Boy continued loudly, ignoring Raven's angry cries. "Beast Boy, however, just makes inappropriate comments at all the wrong times, and starts arguments every five minutes. Robin's a sweet, kind, caring soul, while Beast Boy-"

"Stop it! I didn't mean any of that! I was mad, I wasn't thinking right-"

"Beast Boy only cares for himself, and his games. I swear, he loves his games more than me. I can't wait for the day to come when he abandones his games for me. Like that'll ever happen," Beast Boy paused. "So what about all of the times I helped you when your powers got out of control? I guess that was all a game, too."

"Please, Beast Boy, I'm sorry. Really, truly, sorry!" Raven yells, stirring Robin up. He looked around wildly, then slumped back on Raven's shoulders. Beast Boy raised an eyebrow at this, and continued to read.

"Now someone's at my door. Great. It's probably Beast Boy, again. To try and tell me about some stupid new video game he got for fifty cents. Great. Later, Raven," Beast Boy finished, looking up from the scrap of paper.

"I only kept this because I thought it was the last piece of you I'd ever have."

And with that, he tossed the paper into the ocean. Raven looked sadly at the paper, then at Beast Boy. She had messed up bad. And knew it too.

Pushing Robin off of her, Raven ran up to Beast Boy and held him tightly. "Please, Beast Boy, forgive me. Robin, he was-is-not in his right mind. I swear, I don't love him. I love you. Please, I'm begging you, I just want us to be happy before I leave."

Beast Boy shoved Raven away, nearly knocking her over the rock she climed onto.

"Yeah, well, good luck with that," Beast Boy snorted. "I never should have dated you. Terra would-"

"Terra's a rock. A stupid, solid, stone, rock," Raven said hotheadedly, crossing her arms. Robin closed his eyes in pain and lay down, rain covering him like an icy blanket. "She was a traitor, a liar, and a horrible person!"

"She was... My best friend," Beast Boy said quietly, sadly. Raven instantly felt guilt, and stepped out toward Beast Boy. Then he spun around, and with anger in his eyes he said, "She was one of the best people I've ever met, and a hell of a lot better than you ever were!"

"Take that back," Raven growled, freezing on the spot. A small rock was absorbed by black energy and crushed in seconds.

"Terra never let a dragon loose! Terra never refused to show emotion! And Terra, Terra never had a prophecy made about her to destroy the world!" Beast Boy screamed at her. That was it for Raven. Her eyes glowed red, and suddenly she was four times her normal size. Four gleaming red demon eyes stared Beast Boy down like helpless prey, waiting for its painful, bloody, death. He stumbled back, gasping and grabbing for a safe place.

"SPEAK AGAIN OF THAT GIRL AND I SHALL RIP YOUR SCALP OFF AND FEED IT TO THE DEMONS THAT LURK IN THE DARKNESS OF THIS CITY!" Raven roared, towering over Beast Boy. His eyes showed intense fear, then sadness and pain. Beast Boy stopped struggling.

"Kill me. Go ahead. There's nothing else to live for," Beast Boy said calmly, staring Raven straight in the eye. "What's one more murder on your record?"

"MERE MORTAL, YOU WILL REGET THOSE WORDS!" Raven growled, swooping down onto Beast Boy, her cloak absorbing Beast Boy like much needed food. A small cry left Beast Boy's throat, and he dissolved into the darkness of Raven.

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The first thing I saw was Terra. Battered and bloody, she was moaning in pain. He could hear from her voice, the only thing she wanted to do was curl up and die. I rush towards her, rocking her gently. She looks up weakly, and I feel blood-cold blood-rush out of the multiple wounds on her body.

"Terra, w-what happened to you?" I cry, tears falling from my eyes. They land on Terra's fragile body and seem to burn her skin. She cries out and grips my arm, and tears stream down her face. Red tears. Tears of blood.

"Beast Boy... I have to tell you something," Terra rasped, coughing. I look down at her and smile weakly, though I feel like sobbing.

"Tell me anything," I say, my chin shaking. Terra opens her eyes, the only part of her that's not caked in dried blood. She turns away, red tears still brimming in her icy blue eyes.

"I... I'm sorry... But... I never loved you," Terra said tearfully. "I had to pretend to help my old mission... I'm really sorry. I wish I could take it back."

I could tell you, right then, at that single moment, I had never felt so hopeless.

"T-T-Terra? Please tell me you don't mean that. Please, Terra, please!" I sob, grasping her lifeless hands.

"I can't lie to you anymore. My soul-I-need to be true... When I die," Terra croaks. With a sigh, a small, ragged sigh, she closes her eyes one final time. I burst into tears, salty tears that wash over my face, clouding my eyes. Then she dissolves into nothing, smoke rising above her limp body. I watch it, comforted slightly, rise higher than any bird.

Suddenly the smoke-Terra's smoke-twists and turns until it's the face of the devil. Black flames burn the face, and it cackles horribly. Unable to contain my fear, I run away, far, far, away, with tears raining down on my skin.

I stop, gasping and panting. Where am I? Where was I? I don't remember. The grin of the devil. Smoke. Black flames. That's it. I look around. It's gray, and bleak, and filled with fog. I see a large black tree stump in the near distance, and I sit down.

I take one long, slow breath. The cool fog air is comforting to my lungs, and this little bit of relief soothes me. Numbness spreads toward my torso. I try and take another breath, but can't. The air chokes me, its coldness beginning to become unbearable. Again I try to breathe, but still cannot. I panic, leaping up. An invisible cloth, made of fog, has somehow made its way into my mouth and nose. I choke and cough, the numbness spreading to my legs and feet. I need oxygen. Badly. My eyes water, and the tears freeze up almost instantly. I can feel myself slipping away.

As the darkness blankets me, I see one last thing. A person. It's Raven, in a red cloak. She's laughing.

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