Okay, I changed something in a previous chapter. Now instead of purple, Violet's shield is blue. I changed it for a specific reason (no Violet Hates HEADBANDS, it's not because of your comment) and because it would ruin the story if I told you why I changed it, you'll just have get on with the story without knowing. Don't worry, I'll tell you when the time comes. : As for your comment Violet Hates HEADBANDS, this is NOT a crossover, although I see how you could have though so. I couldn't think of a name for her besides Violet, so it stuck. She is NOT Violet Parr.

Back Stabber?

The remains of the can lay on the ground near Robin's feet, the fragments glowing white with heat. His eyes transfixed on the spot where he'd seen the blue sparks. He knew what it was. He'd only seen it for a second and also briefly once more before but this was definitely it.

"Robin the scanners are picking up a disturbance all over the city. Are you even there?"

Robin slowly brought the communicator to his mouth, "It's Violet's force shield."

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"Are you sure it's here?"

"Yes! I pinpointed to source of the energy to be somewhere around here!" Cyborg established firmly.

They were in the very center of town, many of the people in the city huddled inside buildings. They'd quickly figured out the presence of the invisible walls around the city and the damage they could do. Broken bikes and smashed cars were common around the edges of the city. There had been a person or two running around in panic who had actually come in contact with the shield but no one had gotten seriously hurt. At least for now anyway.

"I'm sensing something nearby." Raven remarked.

She had decided to come out of her room this time, although she was still in a bit of a lurid mood. She shifted her eyes from side to side, looking down the length of the street several times over.

"You positive it was Violet's shield?" Cyborg consulted his robotic arm again.

The map on his screen featured a small, focused, red dot in the center, blinking once every half second. Everything was relatively quiet and it sent shivers down their spines. It felt as if the silence itself was watching them, that something was lurking in it, waiting to pounce at their most venerable moment. And it bothered them a great deal. They formed a tight nit circle, their backs toward each other, watching for anything that might attack.

And of course, this prevented them from watching the very place that the attack came from: above their heads.

"Looking for me?"

Like a crash, a sudden flash of blue energy thrust right into the center of their circle, catching them all unaware and throwing them all in different directions. Their respective yells rang as dust began to rise over the huge crack now in the road.

Robin groaned and lifted himself up from the rubble around him, "V-violet? What the…?"

No…it's not her…it can't. It can't be…

"Get up losers, or was that too much for you to handle?"

Robin slowly turned his head, then turned onto his back once his head could rotate no more. He watched as Violet flew down from the sky, alighting gently onto the ground as if teasing them. Then she threw another ball of energy at him.

"Robin!" all four of his teammates cried out.

He felt the blast carry him across the road, leaving a trail of caved in pavement in his wake. If the first attack hurt, this one was unbearable to the point where he couldn't even scream, the wind knocked out his lungs, making breathing almost impossible to do. He thought he heard something crack as his back collided with a lamp post. His eyes winced as they closed tightly in pain. He was aware of voices coming around him, a black fog seemingly rising to cloud his vision…

§ § §

He woke up screaming, jolting himself into a sitting position, a swelling occupying the lower half of his back.

A cold hand shot at his arm and tried to restrain him, "Quiet. I need you to stay still so I can properly heal you."

He stilled himself immediately and felt the shocking, peircing cold release his skin. Had Raven always been that cold? His breathing picked up pace as beads of sweat began to roll down his face with the effort to stay still and endure the ache. Raven continued to hover her hands over his back, a white glow encasing them as she did so. Robin felt the pain lower gradually as the seconds ticked by.

Once she was done she said, "That's about all I can do. Now stay here while the rest of us go after Violet."

Robin didn't reply and took in his surroundings. He realized his shirt was gone, and that bandages were now tightly wrapped around his waist.

Raven opened the door of Robin's room but stopped in the frame when Robin asked, "Raven, is something wrong? You've...been acting really weird lately."

He would've turned to face her, but it would've pained him too much. She did not look back at him and did not answer for a long time. The quiet ate away at her stomach, troubling her mind with thoughts of giving in to the temptation of spilling out her secret; the heartache and the torture...

"…I'm fine. Please don't worry about me."

Robin heard the door slam shut, silence, then another slam across the hall.

For perhaps the hundreth time, Robin felt himself fall into a state of unease, What's going on here?

Starfire missing, Raven acting very off, and Violet turning against them. What was next, the Tower burning down?

§ § §

It was just the three of them this time. Raven had gone back on her word to help them look for Violet by imprisoning herself in her room and Robin was in no fit condition to even move out of bed.

"Be on your gaurd guys." Cyborg warned.

They were a little more aware of what they were dealing with this time. They were back at the center of town, damage piled around them from the last encounter. After Violet had taken out Robin's back, she had flown off with, "Catch me if you can!" and had sped off toward the outskirts of town.

Only Starfire had been able to keep up with her, but when she had come back to the group unscatched she would not tell anyone what had happened or what had been said.

" 'Bout time you cowards showed up. Where's leader boy and goth girl? Or did I scare 'em off?"

All three of them whipped around towards the disturbence in the silence. Had Raven been there, they were sure she would've hated that goth comment. Raven wasn't a goth, just reclusive. Well lately she was being more reclusive than normal but that was beside the point. Violet rested her back on a lamp post, the same one Robin had hit to be precise, and was flipping a stone over and over in her hand.

She threw a smile at them, her brow furrowed slightly. It could almost be expected for a single, sharp tooth to protrude from her lips, what with the look she was giving them.

"Well? Are you going to fight me or not?"

They stared at her as Beastboy yelled, "Why are you doing this?-!"

The stone swished through the air, "I guess that's a no then. Fine. You can stand there if you want, but I'd like to have some more fun."

In quick procession, she flipped the stone once more and snatched at it again in midair. closing her fingers around it tightly. She let go after a second to allow for a stream of fine particles to trickle to the ground before she jumped up and lunged straight at them. She thrust her fist foreward and the three Titans scattered to the side narrowly, causing Violet's punch to hit the ground, where cracks began to crawl from the impact point to relitively large distances away.

She smiled and lifted her hand, dust trailing after it, "Scared now are you?"

"Violet stop it! You can not do such terrible things to your friends!" Starfire pleaded.

Her smile faded a little before she turned to face them, strands of black hair enshadowing her eyes, "Friends? What friends?"

She stood silent for a moment, two glowing lights appearing from within the shadows of her face. The wind blew at her straight on, throwing her hair away from her face, showing two brightly glowing, blood red, eyes of malice.

"I HAVE NO FRIENDS!"

And once again she charged, with full intent of destroying her targets.

§ § §

Stupid bandages. There was a spot on his lower back that was agravatingly itchy. Which he could not scratch due to his bindings. He sighed in disatisfacation. It didn't matter anyway. The movement needed to reach the spot was too painful.

He simply let gravity do it's work and sink him further into the matress as he thought, I can't take it anymore! I need to get out of bed and figure out what the heck is wrong with Violet!

The blanketwas wrapped uncomfortably around him; too tight around his stomach and tangled up in his legs. Not like he could do anything about it anyway. Maneuvering in the mess of folds and wrinkles with his back throbbing was as hopeless as taking on Violet that very second. And, as it seemed, hopeless as trying to guess what was going on in that head of hers. It didn't make any sense at all.

Why was she acting this way? What could've happened in the short twenty minutes they'd been out looking for her that would make her want to kill them? He really wanted to get out of bed and find out, but apparently that was impossible.

And the good thing about apparently, is that apparently is not always right.

Robin's eyes widened in shock as the door flew open, Raven standing under the framework and fixing her gaze on him as she said, "Get out of bed. We're going after Violet."