Beastboy-
'Where am I?'
Beastboy was lying on a hard wooden floor. He turned and pulled himself off the surface and looked around him.
"No…" he murmured.
He was in a cage. Thick metal bars surrounded him on every side and a wooden ceiling was above him.
'Where am I?' He thought. 'Where's the others? Why am I in this cage?'
All of a sudden, groups of people were around the cage. They all held long sticks and were indistinguishable from each other.
"Do a trick, freak!" One yelled from the back. The crowd all agreed and started to put their sticks through the bars and poke Beastboy.
"No, hey, STOP! Quit doing that!" He yelled, trying desperately to push the sticks away.
"Trick, trick, trick, trick," The crowd chanted sinisterly. Feeling he had no choice, Beastboy morphed into a small dog. The crowd laughed and continued to poke him with the poles. They continued to chant.
Beastboy morphed into a tiger, an anteater, and a cat before he turned back into his normal self and lay on the wooden floor, his hands over his head.
Raven-
A cold harsh breeze was flying into Ravens face. She squinted and gasped at the cold air and slowly opened her eyes. She was standing, overlooking a dry and desolate desert. She knew where she was; this was her home planet, Azerath.
She turned and looked around her. How could she of gotten here? Why was she back here? She had sworn to herself that she would never return. Earth was her home now.
Abruptly, she felt large footsteps shake the earth. She turned back to the cliff and there stood a giant demon. His nostrils poured out large puffs of steam and his four eyes gleamed an evil red. He smiled sinisterly.
"You!" He cried out, his voice a harsh whisper.
"No, you can't be real!" Raven cried, moving her feet quickly away from the monster. "No!"
The demon picked up and one large foot and moved it towards her. He leaned down so they were almost face-to-face and glared inwardly.
"Father . . ." She said before turning and bolting in the opposite direction.
Cyborg-
Cyborg was lying on the ground. His eye was closed but he could feel and smell the grass, he could feel the sun shining down on his face. He opened his eye and he breathed. He was in a football stadium, in fact the one that he use to play in before the accident that had changed his life.
He looked around fondly, and heard several voices behind him. He turned to see his high school football team charging onto the grass and . . . straight at him! He moved quickly to his side just in time. The football players all turned around and moved in towards him.
"Whoa, guys, what are you doing?" He cried, moving backwards.
"Who let the freak onto the field?" Nichols, the quarterback, cried out.
"What's going on?" Cyborg asked, growing steadily more frightened.
"Nothing much," His friend Charlie Valence, said, his hands holding a long metal pipe. "Just a little bit of tag team." He said as he swung the pole back.
Starfire-
Starfire could smell damp earth and a sickening smell of something rotting. She opened her eyes only to be met by darkness. She lit a green flame in her hand and held it high above her head. She was in a cave, a long narrow passage went from her right to her left and a wooden door was visible above her.
"No . . ." she whispered, turning in every which way.
She recognized where she was. This was the burial cave of her people on Tamaran. She flew to the door above her and rammed against it with her shoulder but it didn't budge.
"Please no!" She cried, punching the hard wood with her fist. She had been afraid of these burial chambers since she was a small child. The adults often told stories of monsters and the living dead that lived in the chambers so the children would stay away. Starfire suddenly felt her energy being drained, she gasped as the green light in her hand went out, and she fell to the floor.
But they were just stories, right?
Robin-
Robin was high above the ground, holding onto a long wooden pole and a rope. He was back in the circus, where he had grown up. His parents, his brother and himself had been in a trapeze act before . . .
Robin looked across the ropes to three figures on the brightly colored trapeze. They were swinging simply back and forth. Suddenly a shot rang out and the three figures fell.
Robin cried out as he saw his family fall to the ground for a second time.
Suddenly, the ropes around the wooden platform he was on fell away and he was trapped. He looked helplessly around and cried out in anger.
What was going on?
