It was nearing three am when Cyborg walked in, watching his obviously exhausted leader beat the crap out of a punching bag for a few minutes before commenting.

"You're up late" He said, his voice neutral.

"So are you." Robin replied, not turning from his workout.

"I was working on the T-car and i head the commotion." Cyborg said, walking over and putting a hand on his shoulder, and his sincere gesture of concern was too much, Robin slumped over, exhausted defeated.

"Whats wrong, Rob?" Cyborg asked, concerned
"Its Raven. I just don't understand what's going on with her. Her powers are going haywire, theres obviously something wrong but she wont talk to anyone, and i dont know if i'm more scared because she could blow us all up accidentally, or because she's hurting and i can't help her."
"I don't know, dude, we're all worried. We need to get Raven to talk to us...or something. I love her like a sister, and i hate seeing her like this as much as you do."

"I just wish there was something we could do. I'm a man of action. I can't just sit back and let this happen."

"I know, Rob. So do I. So do I." The two Titans, exchanged a long look, then wordlessly headed back to their own respective rooms.

Raven was the first awake the next morning, sitting up abruptly, her forhead damp with a cold sweat. Taking a deep breath, she took a quick catalog of the things that were broken this morning, for the past few weeks she had been having nightmares and as a result her powers were acting up in her sleep. Finding that nothing too major had been destroyed, she lay down again, suddenly dizzy. 'when was the last time i ate food? solid food?' she wondered to herself, pushing herself off the bed again. Afer a moments consideration, she realized she honestly couldn't remember, she had been surviving on her herbal tea. It wasn't exactly a conscious effort to starve herself, she just wasn't hungry most of the time. Gathering a few things, she hurried down the hall to the bathroom she shared with Starfire and closed and locked the door.

Stripping quickly, she stared at herself in the mirror for a moment. Her skin was almost a translucent pale white, and was stretched over her protruding ribs. Since when had she lost so much weight? She wondered, noticing how thin she looked. She stepped onto the small bathroom scale, her eyes bugging out at the low number. 'Thats almost twenty pounds! How did that happen?!'

She studied herself in the mirror once again, touching her own check for a moment. 'So pale, so cold, so ugly. Nothing here to love.' Unableto bear looking at herself any longer, she jumped into the shower, the water burning hot, enjoying the burning sensation she got and it hit her skin.

Meanwhile, the other Titans had woke up and began their morning rituals, Beast boy and Cyborg were arguing tofu verse bacon, Robin was back in the training room for a morning session, and Star was cheerfully flitting from place to place, greeting each of her friends.

"Friend Raven!" She cried joyously as Raven walked slowly into the common room.

"Hi." Raven replied as equally unenthusiastic as Star was enthusiastic.

"Hey Rae, want some good yummy Tofu?" Beast boy asked, shoving a plate towards the violet-eyed girl.

"No, Rae, have some bacon, its much better that pile of gooey-"

"Hey!"

Raven ignored the ensuing scuffle between her friends and instead pulled up her hood, hiding her face, and made herself some herbal tea. She was still dizzy and shivering slightly. Unconsciously, she huddled in closer to the delicious warmth of the stove, while waiting for her water to boil. Finally it did and she poured it into a mug, watching the steam rise almost hypnotically. It was so warm and she was so very cold...

"Raven!" Cyborg's sharp cry interrupted her blissful enjoyment of the heat, and she looked up at him, irritated. His eyes were wide and he pointed at her hand "Raven, you're pouring boiling water on your hand!" Following his gaze, Raven looked down to see her mug had overflowed and boiling hot water was spilling over her left hand. She stared at it uncomprehending as a few red welts began to rise on her skin. She didn't feel any pain, just a warm feeling. She might have stood there all day, staring at her hand, yet still pouring the water had Beast Boy not come over and snatched the tea pot and mug out of her hands.

"What did you do that for?" He asked, examining her hand. "It doesn't look too bad but you should probably put a bandage on it or something..."

"No...I'm fine..." She replied distractedly, picking up her mug from where Beast Boy had dropped it on the counter. Taking a sip of her tea, she wandered off in the general direction of her room, leaving her friends staring after her in shock.