"Do you see? You NEED me!" What do you mean…

"If it wasn't for me, Raven would be dead!" Please stop…

"Raven's going to be fine. She just suffered a mild hit to the head, that's all. She's just resting in the infirmary." Robin said quietly to Cyborg, careful not to disturb Raven.

Cyborg nodded. He jerked his head towards Mark's room as he began to speak.

"What about him? What are we going to do?"

Robin thought for a moment, trying to come up with a logical solution. He turned towards Mark's room and replied.

"We are going to ask him to become a Teen Titan."

Cyborg eyed Robin wearily.

"Robin man, I don't think that's a good idea. Don't you remember what happened last time with-." Cyborg lowered his voice slightly, careful not to draw attention to what he was going to say next. "With Terra? She betrayed us Robin." Of course Robin remembered, but his mind was made up.

"Cy, would you rather him be on our side or theirs? He's very confused now, and also vulnerable. We have to help him, and we might as well use what powers he has also."

Robin was right, once again. Cyborg was amazed at the logic his mind contained. He simply shrugged and replied.

"Your call."

"Not today, huh? You may have defeated me... but now I... will defeat YOU!"

More laughter... make it stop. No more.

"All in due time, Crow. You and Raven will serve my plans."

Mark emerged from his room, his school uniform now disheveled and wrinkled. Half his shirt hung outside his trousers, and he had lost a button during the battle with Slade. He shuffled slowly towards the living room and sat himself down on the floor near the rear of the room. Robin approached him with a smile, and took a seat beside him.

"You have quite a power Mark. I've never seen anything like it" Robin said seriously.

Mark looked at Robin and, with a small grin, he replied "Me neither. Mind telling me where it came from?"

Robin chuckled slightly, and reached back into his rear pocket and withdrew a Teen Titans communicator.

"How would you like to be a Teen Titan?" Robin asked, his hand outstretched with the communicator. Mark eyed the small circular piece of equipment for a moment, thinking about his options. He nodded slowly.

"Sure, ok. If it helps me find a way back home, then no problem." He reached out and took the communicator, trying hard to hide his excitement.

Two days ago, I had one good friend. Now, I have five, and then there's Raven…

Robin smiled once again and stood up.

"Welcome to the team, Crow." He said as he extended his hand.

"Thank you, sir!" Mark said happily as he took the hand and shook it. Robin looked back at the rest of the Titans watching TV, and he jerked his head towards them as he replied.

"Come sit with the rest of your friends, Mark. You have just as much right to, as you're a Titan now." Mark nodded and walked towards the couch.

They spent the rest of the day watching TV and playing GameStation. Mark merely watched, but he enjoyed every second. He was offered the controller many times, but Mark politely refused. No warning bells sounded, and no sirens wailed, emphasizing the fact that the city was at peace for the time being, and so were the Teen Titans.

"They aren't your friends, Mark. I'm your only friend. ME!" Shut up Crow…

"Heh, I will never cease talking. I'll always be here Mark, and you know it." I'll find a way to get rid of you…

"HA! The only way to get rid of me is by getting rid of yourself! Besides, you need me!" I don't need you…

"GASP!" Mark bolted upright in his new bed, cold sweat dripping from his face. Mark lifted his hands just in time to see the flames dissipate.

"Why is this happening to me? What do those dreams mean?" He asked himself.

Mark sighed and looked out his window. It was dawn, so he decided to get up and go for an early morning stroll.

He walked out of his bedroom and strolled down the long corridor, careful not to wake his new friends. As he strolled by Raven's door, he hesitated. He heard a faint melody emerging from the cracks in her door. He approached her room carefully, and he realized that it wasn't a melody, but rather an incantation that Raven was muttering. He placed his ear to the door and he could hear faint chanting of "Azerath...Metrion...Zinthos..." He was surprised that Raven was awake; it was 6.30 in the morning.

"I shouldn't be doing this... why am I doing this..." He raised his fist and knocked, once, twice, his heart pounding in his ears. The chanting stopped and footsteps were heard approaching the door from the inside. The door slid slightly ajar and Raven peeked out from the darkness of her room. "What?" She asked.

"Er… How do you feel? Last night n'all…" Mark asked nervously.

Raven's eyes narrowed beneath her hood.

"Peachy." She replied, and began to close the door.

"Uh, Raven? Last night, about my powers, you knew more about them then I did, and I was wandering, are they, um, like yours? Like what, you know, Slade said?" Mark said quickly, before Raven closed the door on him.

Raven didn't answer for a moment, and then she opened her door and stepped outside. She was about as tall as Mark, the tip of her hood reaching the top-most point of Mark's unkempt hair.

"Just so you know, no-one enters my room." Raven said abruptly. Mark smiled at this, but quickly stopped once he realized that she wasn't smiling with him.

"Slade said a lot of things last night, Mark. If it wasn't for you, I could've been dead, so I guess the least I can do is offer you an explanation." She said with an exhaling of breath. She sat him down, and began to explain. About her history, her powers, her parents and how they were alike.

"But I... ok. When I was flying towards where Slade took you, I heard these voices. They weren't just random words strung together from past experiences, either. Slade said those exact words when I faced him. That's what made me hate him so much. And just before, I heard more words, words that frightened me, because they might actually have some meaning in the near future." Raven didn't say anything. She was studying him.

"He is like me...there is someone else like me..."

"They're called visions. I have them too. I try to ignore them, mostly. You should too. When I meditate, it helps me remain calm, and there are no visions to bother my sleep." Raven stated.

"Oh...well...Do you reckon you can teach me to meditate? I mean...since we are alike and all, I guess I may need to meditate as well, to keep my powers in control." Mark asked, unsure whether he did the right thing. Raven looked at him again. "You...You really want to meditate with me?" She said in a disbelieving tone.

"No-one wants to meditate with me... even Starfire stopped. They think I'm too creepy..."

"Well, yeah. Sure I mean, if it'll help me to control my powers, why not? I hope you don't mind me asking, I know we haven't known each other for very long but..." Mark trailed off, unsure as to what to say next. Raven shook her head.

"No. I mean, it's not a problem. I can help you meditate. We can start now." Raven crossed her legs and closed her eyes. "Just cross your legs and close your eyes and be calm. Let your emotions drain away."

Mark slowly closed his eyes and crossed his legs as they both faced the gargantuan window that enveloped the wall of the living room, and before long, Mark was meditating under a magnificent sunrise right beside her.