The door to the room creaked open. The doctor held a chart at his side. Robin moved toward him. "Will he be okay?"
The doctor found it hard to give these teens the bad news. "From what you told us it was a miracle he survived. He had massive internal hemorrhaging. Every bone in both of his arms and his left leg are broken. And his head. His brain has almost completely shut down. Long story short, He's comatose, and it would be a miracle if he ever woke up. Even if he wakes up, the damage is too great for him to ever have a normal life. I'm sorry. I really wish I could give you better news." The doctor left them to their grief. He wiped a tear from his eye as he walked out of the room. He wished that he could do something, anything. Everything these kids had done for the city and now they were helpless. They may have been extraordinary, but they were still just kids. And now they had lost one of their own.
Back in the room
Robin sat next to Starfire trying to comfort her at the loss of a friend. Cyborg was sitting across the room looking for all the world like he felt his life was over. He may have given Beastboy a hard time but they were still best friends.
In the middle of the room, Raven floated in a meditative position. She barely heard the words that came her way. "How can you be so unfeeling. Our friend is hurt and all you do is meditate." The voice grew louder and Raven was finally able to make out who it was.
Starfire.
"Our friend is gone and you disrespect his sacrifice. You are not a good friend."
Raven pulled back her hood revealing the tears that had been streaming down her face. "You couldn't possibly understand. He was just as much my friend as he was yours. But if I lose control I could kill someone, possibly everyone. So don't ever accuse me of not caring. Because you have no idea what I feel."
Raven's body became cloaked in shadow. Without a second thought she teleported herself deep into a forest. She fell to her knees as she released the pain and grief growing inside her heart. She let her mental barriers down. The pain and grief flooded her senses. The black aura of her powers surrounded her. It exploded outwards smashing trees to pieces and leaving a crater almost two hundred feet in diameter.
Her grief was greater than that of her friends because she knew much more about him than anyone else. She knew how his parents had died, she knew that he had been forced to be a thief. She knew his real name. This was something each member of the team kept to themselves. She knew him a lot better than the others, but even that didn't account for the depth of her grief.
Into the darkness she whispered his name.
"Garfield."