I am soooooooo sorry I took so long to update. I totally forgot, and when I finally remembered, I was busy with hw and stuffz. And THEN, the update screwed up and I didn't know it, so it took a couple more months for me to realize this and re-update. Well anywayz, I ended with a threatening 'dun dun dun', and a 'WAHAHAHAAAA'. In case that wasn't informing enough, it means something BAD is gonna happen. Duh. Well, ON WIT DA STOWWIE!

Chapter 4: I Never Did Believe in Fairy Tales…or did I?

She yawned.

Lazily throwing the blankets to the side, Raven stretched out her arms and legs and then sighed. She had had the most wonderful dream. In it, she and Robin were simply together at the beach. Just remembering the image of Robin in swim trunks made her smile and blush. She loved him. He loved her. What could be better? Nothing. That was it. Nothing.

Yawning a second time, she hopped out of bed. She was too lazy to take a shower right now. Besides, it was early, and the water might wake everyone up. So instead, she just walked into her fuzzy bathroom slippers (which I call sleepy shoes) and headed downstairs.

She walked downstairs to find Robin already up, sitting on the couch and drinking coffee. Her eyes lit up and she walked over to him. Seeing her, Robin patted the spot next to him and set aside his coffee. He was in his boxers and I tight white tank (similar to the one from the day before), his legs wrapped in a blanket.

Raven sat down next to him. She snuggled up against his chest and pulled the blanket over the two of them. Robin broke the silence.

"Hey, nice PJ's." He chuckled. She blushed.

"Oh, umm…" She was wearing grey mini shorts and a long baggy t-shirt that made her seem skinnier than she already was and showed off her supermodel legs.

"I love it when you blush"

"Errr…."

"You know I'm just joking.

"If I didn't, you would be pinned against a wall."

"True, true…" She is funny. Not to mention cute, and a good fighter. She is the perfect girl for a boy wonder. And the best part is that she is on my team, so I can LIVE with her! Now how many guys get to do that?

"Thanks."

"Huh?"

"I heard your thoughts. You were pretty loud."

"hehe…" he was blushing.

"I love it when you blush."

"I love you."

She smiled at him.

Suddenly, Beast Boy screamed and Raven's face was immediately put back in its constantly worried face.

Ugh. One of the few times Raven isn't worried, BB has to mess things up. I saw how fast that worried look came back. He's probably just been up since, like, 2 in the morning playing video games and now he lost, or something. Uggghhh……

Raven, sensing trouble and the need for her presence, instantly melted into the floor and went to Beast Boy's room. As she stepped up to the door, she saw a little bit of liquid ooze from beneath the door. It was red.

"Oh no," She gasped. She opened the door, and floated in.

The room was a mess. Besides the usual mess of clothes and junk, there were shards of glass and wood all over the place, poking out of walls and drawers that they had hit. And leaning against the far wall; one arm hanging onto the edge of a desk, the other hanging limp by his side, was Beast Boy.

Robin stepped in and gasped at the horrible sight before him.

There were several jagged slabs of glass and wood jabbing into his skin. His face. His arms. His legs. His stomach. His overall body. Dark red blood was dripping all over his torn outfit. Dripping form a gash in his head. From a slash in the sole of his foot. Blood was spurting in a small fountain from his waist. The sight was disturbing.

Raven looked over at Beast Boy's bed. It was just the bottom bunk now, although even that bunk was missing pieces. The whole top bunk had somehow been blown off, and a picture frame that had happened to be on the bed at the time was shattered into thousands of pieces. Many of those glass pieces were currently in Beast Boy.

Using her powers, she moved the pieces of wood and glass from his skin so he wouldn't feel it, and lifted the entire mess of a bed out the door.

As soon as the mess was cleared, Robin ran over to Beast Boy. He grabbed Beast Boy's bath towel and wiped the blood off of his wounded body.

Cyborg and Starfire ran in. Cyborg walked over to BB and Robin, picking his way through the hazardous mess. He lifted Beast Boy's small, frail body and carried it to the infirmary.

Starfire began crying quietly and helped Raven clean more of the mess. Raven found the photo that should have been in the frame that blew up. It was a picture of Beast Boy, Garfield, there, pushing his little sister on a swing. A small cut was over where Beast Boy's smile should have been. It was a frown. And a little bit of blood had landed all over Beast Boy's face and body in the photograph.

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Cyborg was tending to Beast Boy and talking to Robin.

"Hey man, what happened back there? I mean, things like that DO NOT happen everyday. Even for us. And we're heroes." Cyborg couldn't hold the question any longer.

"I'm really not all that sure. Not at all, actually. I was thinking the same thing. Do you think…?" Robin's voice trailed off ad he recollected the memory of the beast within him.

"Rob, yeah, BB's gone through some tough anger problems, but that was because of the chemicals. They invited the beast inside of him to come out. And besides, this isn't a very common suicide attempt."

"But since when were WE normal, common people?"

"Dude, I'm thinking the same possibilities. But there are a LOT of possibilities."

Robin sighed. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

Silence resumed.

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Raven was walking down the hallway, eyes closed. She was searching for a memory. Any memory that could be a clue to the incident. Maybe any signs of suicide from Beast Boy, perhaps a shadow of a criminal escapee that could have done something. But nothing came.

Her head became extremely lightheaded and dizzy, and she felt like vomiting, but despite that she kept scanning her memories. Suddenly, she collapsed to the ground, her head throbbing painfully. Whenever she felt tired, and wanted to will herself on, she thought of Robin and how determined he was. She thought about him. About his determination and all the good things about him. She smiled to herself. Without realizing it, she began getting lost in thoughts about him. Robin. Her Robin… (Seem familiar?)

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The silence had held on for longer than Cyborg's liking.

"Hey, Rob—" A high pitched, feminine scream suddenly shot out before Cyborg could finish his sentence. Gasping, the two boys ran out of the room.

"Was it Starfire or Raven?" Cyborg wondered.

"Sounded more girly, like Starfire." So they headed towards Star's room.

The sight that befell them was horrendous. Starfire was lying on the hallway floor, face down. Her hair was coated with blood. Robin, wondering why her hair was drenched in blood, reached over to pull her hair to the side. He saw there was a deep gash in the back of her head, dripping blood. He shuddered as he felt a chill of icy daggers stabbing down his spine. Cyborg knelt down to inspect the gash. He groaned as he saw how deep it was. It was life threatening, although he wasn't sure if it was certain death or not. Robin began scrutinizing the hallway. Nothing seemed to be broken or even scratched the tiniest bit. Then Robin noticed something. The door to Starfire's room was open just a little bit. As though the tiniest thing was wedged between the door and the other wall of the doorway, stopping it from closing.

He carefully walked over to her door, not really sure of what could be behind the door, and not sure if he really wanted to see it. Robin punched in the security code to Star's room, and when it opened, something hit the ground, clinking a little. Robin looked down. At his feet, was a picture of Starfire sneaking up on Beast Boy, a water balloon in her hands, the wind blowing her hair to the side. It was from an angle where you could see the grin on Star's face, but also the back of her head. A little behind the doorway, was the frame for the picture. The thing that made the chinking sound was the piece of glass you place over the picture to hold it in place. A shape of something was cut out of the glass. It looked like a h—

"Yo, Robin. Look." Cyborg pulled a piece of glass from her tangled hair that was pointed at one and, and rounded on two other ends. The whole piece was tined red, but the sharper end was mostly stained with blood. The shape was a heart.

Robin put the picture back in the frame, and placed the remaining glass over it. He wanted a piece of evidence—maybe a clue. When he locked the back of the frame, and flipped it over, he saw that the heart shape was taken from the part where you could see the back of Star's head, the part where you could see her actual skin, not her hair.

"De javu," Cyborg muttered to himself as he, once again, carried a frail body to the hospital cots.

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Raven, for some reason had passed out when she heard Starfire scream. She had felt so weak. When she had tried to get up, the last bit of consciousness had slipped away from her, cradling her to sleep as though she were still an innocent baby.

Now, she was awake again. Raven was just staring ahead of her, when everything seemed to turn dark; black, and she couldn't see anything around her. It only lasted a few seconds, but she could feel an icy whirlwind pushed itself inside of her.

Sighing, Raven slowly got up and walked the rest of the way to her room. Today was getting worse and worse. And she didn't know why. The feeling that she had something to do with it wouldn't go away and it was eating at her soul. She felt responsible for everything that had happened so far, and it was killing her from the inside out. She would have to meditate. Her head hurt, and she couldn't think straight. She was losing it. Losing control of all her emotions and thoughts. She headed to her room to wait.

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Cyborg was looking at Starfire's wound. It was a very deep gash. He had to clean out her cut so she wouldn't get an infection. Then he sewed the cut up. After the tedious work was done, he placed a gauze over the stitched area and then wrapped a white cloth around that, wrapping it around and around her head. Finally, he was done. Then, he went over to check on Beast Boy.

He was in critical condition. He had bandages all over his face and body. No broken bones, but a lot of blood loss. He was lying in a bed with a blood bag attached to his arms and legs. He was beginning to stir.

"Ughh…" Beast Boy moaned a little and moved a bit.

"Yo, BB, are you feelin' a little better?" Cyborg asked.

"Sort of."

"Hey, man, what exactly happened back there?" Cyborg knew this was probably a touchy thing to talk about, but he needed some information on what happened.

"I dunno…I mean, one second, I was just looking at a picture of my sister, and the next thing I know, this weird thing happened."

"What weird thing happened?" He was prying.

"It's all just a blur right now. The picture. The picture of me and my sister. It-it…i-it. I, I…I just dunno this stuff…then the picture…explosion…"

"Beast Boy what are you talking about? You have to try and remember! Remember what happened! Was there anyone around at the time?"

"LEAVE ME ALONE! AAHH!" Beast Boy was yelling, and then suddenly he grabbed his head in pain. He began twisting and turning and yelling and shouting.

Cyborg looked at the monitors. Beast Boy's blood pressure and heart rate were going up incredibly rapidly. Beast Boy's adrenaline wasn't pumping through his blood, and as a result, he was not going to stop anytime soon. His body wasn't fully reacting properly. Beast Boy was going to throw his body into shock. He had too little blood in his body for the pressure to go up. His body was burning up, and sweat crystals were beginning to form on his face. Cyborg watched the cardiac monitor as Beast Boy's heart beats shoved a final huge pulse, and then went down to almost nothing. His heart was minutes away from completely stopping.

"Oh my GOD!" Cyborg yelled.

Robin heard Cyborg shout and raced in. The two began putting ice bags on his body, slowly increasing the number of ice bags every two minutes. They talked to Beast Boy calm and soothingly, and finally, his heart rate sped up to normal speed, and his blood pressure lowered. His body cooled off, and Robin pulled off most of the ice bags but left a few on.

Finally, Robin asked softly and calmly, "What happened?"

Beast Boy spoke in broken sentences, "Picture…explode…blackness…darkness...R--"

At that moment, a black wave swept over everything. Robin couldn't see anything in front of him. He heard Starfire scream, Beast Boy twisting and writhing furiously in his cot, and hitting things in the process. Cyborg was quiet, but then suddenly yelled out in fear and anger.

"Ahhhh! LET ME GO! STOP!" Robin could hear Cyborg fighting. He saw the sudden blue flash of Cyborg's sonic cannon, and saw, illuminated in the eerie light, a bony, pale-faced figure with long hair and deep black eyes in a black, billowing robe that dragged on the floor even though it was floating in the air. Robin gasped. And when that split second of light faded, the black lifted, and he could see again.

Cyborg was gone. He was totally gone. There weren't any traces of him anywhere. Starfire lay on the bed, some blood trickling down her cheek. Cyborg's sonic cannon had shot a little bit of her, and the blue light slowly disappeared. Boy was hanging off the side of the bed like a throw-rug. But the strange person was not there. All that was left was a single torn piece of cape. Robin picked up the piece and rubbed his chin……………………

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Raven sat, wilted, on her bed. She felt so weak.

All of a sudden, she felt like her hair was being pulled and her arms and legs stung and seared with pain. It lasted about an entire five minutes. A strange, purplish-black aura had lifted her up into the air and held her there while her entire body seemed to be aflame. She had writhed grotesquely and she felt like her spine would snap. But the aura vanished and she slowly landed on the floor. When she came down, she lay crumpled up.

In that time period, her hair had suddenly grown longer than on her birthday when Slade came for her (a/n: Birthmark). Her robe had turned a deathly black, and the tips were red. The ends were extremely long and uneven, as well. The hood was large enough to cover much of the top of her face revealing only her eyes and mouth.

She lifted her hands and looked at them. They were pale, almost transparent. They were also smeared with blood and there was a faint blue light trickling away into nothing. She looked all around her. She was surrounded by blood. It was a puddle of blood. Some was her own, but most of it wasn't. She could tell. She just knew that it was someone else's. But whose and how it came to surround her was what scared her most.

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Robin was losing all control. He was frustrated. Everyone was getting hurt. Cyborg had completely vanished. Who was left? Him. Him and…Raven!

Everything was starting to fit together. The sudden attacks, everyone's disappearance. This was almost like when Raven was scared but didn't admit it, and everyone disappeared (a/n: Fear Itself). But this time, it was different. Fear wasn't behind this. And this time, people, her own teammates were being hurt, murdered almost. He didn't know what was happening. His head was spinning; flooded with thoughts and emotions—fear, anger, sorrow. Things just weren't looking up.

Robin's brain went into overload, and he silently dozed off.

(Robin's dream) this will be shown through Robin's eyes

He was staring at the ceiling. The ceiling of the infirmary. The room was dark, but the moon was bright tonight, and quite some light was filtering through the glass.

He turned over and saw Starfire and Beast Boy lying, dead, on their cots. They were pale and their eyes were open; wide with terror.

He saw something rustle in the back, as though a piece of the wall moved out of place—the missing piece of a puzzle. His eyes adjusted more to the dark, and he was able to see that the piece was really a person. The odd person that he had seen before Cyborg went missing. It was drawing closer. He pretended to turn in the bed and made sure his mask was still on. It was. Good. Even if his eyes were closed, you couldn't tell through the mask. He heard air whirl behind him, and heard the figure floating over to the side he was facing.

He could feel the blood pulsating through his entire body and his heart pound furiously in his chest, but he forced it down. He saw the long, black cape dragging on the floor. He felt an icy hand place itself on his face.

Robin felt his whole body tighten, but made it look like he was simply breathing. He expected to feel a sharp dagger, or a sudden whack on the back of his head, but instead, he felt warm breath on his cheek.

The figure's face was inches away from his cheek. It leaned closer and he felt the softest kiss placed on his cheek. The figure pulled a few inches away. A single droplet of water emerged from the dark figure's looming face; where the eyes should be (You can't see the eyes because of the cloak). He realized that it was Raven, but before he could shout out to her, she smiled a sad smile. It paralyzed him. His whole body seemed to stop as he saw her smile once more. Her body was then suddenly enveloped in her black aura, and she collapsed to the ground.

He turned over the edge of the bed and saw her. She was still enveloped in her black aura. She lay crumpled up on the floor; the million folds of cloak flowing in all directions around her. He reached down to touch her shoulder, but suddenly he felt searing pain in his arms and legs—his whole body. He grabbed his head and shouted in pain. He felt burning hot; yet ice cold at the same time. He felt like curling up into a ball and stretching out. He felt like standing up and stretching the pain out and he felt like falling down. He felt his breaths get shorter even though he was breathing in huge gulps of air. He felt lightheaded and dizzy. He just wanted it to

"STOP!" The pain stopped, Raven disappeared, and everything became blindingly bright white, and he woke up.

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Raven was tense. Her heart was pounding. She had felt Robin's dream; felt the fear, the anguish, and strongest of all, the pain. She had been holding her head in pain as she tried to remain conscious. She could feel Robin's emotions from far away. They were so strong, so stirred.

Raven saw his dream and, worst of all, the answer to all of the problems lately—her. She had been getting too happy to see Robin. Being with him allowed Happy, one of her sides, to come out. Happy was getting to be too strong, however, and it was going to be her demise—and for everyone that she really and truly cared about. She hated herself now, and she started to feel sick. It killed her to know the true reality of it all; the fact that she was the problem.

But she knew what she had to do. She had to get rid of herself. She wouldn't be able to just totally erase her feelings for Robin. Even an empath like her couldn't totally forget an emotion. It just didn't work that way. Raven began plotting her plan. No one could know what she was doing. No one.

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Darkness engulfed Titans' Tower. All the titans were asleep. Raven was sure. She had checked everyone's minds to make sure they were truly asleep. She wouldn't be able to face them. Raven melted into the ground and came back up outside the door. She stared back at the monstrous T shaped building one last time, and heaved a final sigh. She turned around and walked off, too sad to even levitate.

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Robin woke up with a start. He could sense something was wrong. He felt like someone was watching him. Or waiting to do something. Something bad. He looked around the room. Nothing seemed out of place, but he could still feel something wrong. Something rustled in the background. He couldn't see what it was, though. His eyes had already adjusted to the dark, he just couldn't see anything.

Suddenly, a giant, bony, claw-like hand shot out from behind him and grabbed Robin's shoulder.

"AAHHH!" Robin spun around and saw the same thin, pale figure from last time, only this time, it was only half that figure. The other half was Raven. The left half of the strange creature was Raven, the right, the odd person. It was levitating in the air, the face would that be face, or faces? I mean, it's two halves of two faces :\inches away from his. Robin back flipped out of bed and ran out the door. He had to see what Raven was doing.

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Raven stood over the Jump City Bridge. And stared. Stared down into the deep, dark, almost black water.

Looks like this is my destiny. What a way to end it all. To end up…dead in an ocean I used to stare at from my living room. Nice. It was…different. Not classy in the least. The only problem is, the sun will be up soon, and someone might see me, she thought. Oh well. I gotta do this.

She took a single deep gulp of air and plunged into the icy water of her death. She felt the air on her face and the butterflies in her stomach as she fell into the water. The water hit her like a slap to the face. It was icy and sharp like knives. It was a cold rush. She opened her eyes. Everything was so dark. But blue. It was like a whole new world. The lightheadedness filled her mind. The cold water tickled her eyes and seemed to shock her senseless. Or was that how you feel when you die?

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder.

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Robin had run frantically to Raven's room, the menacing creature on his heels, trying to dig a bony hand into his back. He lost the creature at the corner, skidding a little; dust flying up behind him, where the creature bumped into the wall. It stopped, but got up again. By then, Robin was right at Raven's door. He hadn't bothered knocking on the door. He frantically punched in the security code and ran in. He bumped into her bed and fell onto it. But there wasn't anyone in it. It wasn't even messed. She had never gone to bed. Everything was starting to soak in. The pieces of the puzzle, the pounding on the door.

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Raven could feel herself being pulled upwards.

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As soon as Robin had found out that Raven wasn't in bed, he had climbed out of Raven's room window, grappling hook in hand (that's the thing he uses to swing around). He swung out the window in search of Raven. Seeing as Raven's window faced the city, he could see the Jump City Bridge.

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She could feel herself slipping out of consciousness.

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Robin had dove into the water despite the frigid temperature. He had seen Raven. Her indigo cloak had long fallen off, and had floated to the surface. Then, he jumped in. Her blackish purple leotard made her stand out in the brightening light. He saw her going out cold, so he grabbed her shoulder and pulled her up, desperately trying not to lose it himself.

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Raven's eyes were still closed, but she could feel everything coming back. She felt sweet lips on hers and a sudden rush of air into her lungs. She felt those lips part from hers, and her eyes flickered open. The dim light rushed in, and her head began to throb. She was shaking hysterically, dripping wet, almost…dead.

"I…I...I'm sorry I—"

"It's okay, it's okay" And Robin silenced her with a deep kiss. And as they kissed, from Raven's eye, fell a single droplet of water.

Well, that was it. That was the last chapter. Oh. My. God. That was soo long. I'm writing it out on Microsoft Word: it's a little less than TEN STINKIN' PAGES! I am SO POOPED. Well, I just wanna go to bed. It's taken me, like, 5 days to write this chapter. So you better review to tell me how much you loved it! You got that! Thas betta. G' night. GOODNIGHT NEW YORK!