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Beast Boy finally gave in and broke down Raven's door. He looked around, but she was not there. Then he noticed the curtains fluttering in the breeze. "Raven doesn't leave her windows open..." He morphed into a bird and flew out the window and down to the city. He turned into a blood hound and began to search for Raven's scent. He picked it up fairly quickly and followed it down empty streets to a dark alley. The scent of another person migled with it, but he kept following it along with the other scent. He had a feeling this may not end well.
meanwhile, in Falcon's lair dungeon thingy...
Raven hung from the ceiling my the rope around her wrists. She was too weak to summon any power, so she was defenseless. Falcon sat in a chair about 5 feet away from her sipping a bottle of Coke that Raven eyed greedily. She hadn't eaten or drinkenanything since before the alarm had sounded. Falcon laughed to herself as Raven tried to adjust her feet to take some weight of her bleeding hands. No use. The rope was just the lenght to let the tips of her toes touch the ground, but not be able to put any weight on them.
"So, you want to know what happened, why I hate Robin so much?" Falcon whispered tauntingly, removing her Slade mask. Raven didn't answer, she couldn't. She wanted to know, but her voice refused to obey her commands. Her throat was so dry and she had so little energy. "I asked you a question you little witch!" She threw a rock at Raven, causing her to cry out. Falcon only smiled. "Do you?"
"Yes," Raven forced out hoarsely. Her throat burned from the effort. Falcon stood and began to pace the room.
"Well, your beloved leader, as you know, is my brother. Until I was 6 years old, he was my best friend. We were very poor, so he was all I had. He was everything. If I wanted to play doctor, he was a patient, if I wanted to play fireman, he was a cat stuck in a tree." Raven noticed that her voice faltered a little as she talked about her past. "Then one night, he had the idea that he wanted to be something more. We had nothing, and he decided he wanted to go out into the world and make himself something. He told me that I wouldn't understand, but that he had a dream. Of course I understood, but I didn't say anything then. The next morning when hewas leaving, I told him I wanted to come. He told me that he needed to do this by himself, they he needed to become someone. I was so mad!" She threw the mask across the room in rage. It hit Raven's arm hard and blood began to seep from the wound. "I told him he'd be sorry, but I was just a little girl, he didn't take me seriously. ButI was very serious. I left home too and I trained. Trained harder than Robin and became better than Robin. When I was ready, I became Slade. I changed myself. Made myself taller so he wouldn't know who I was. I put a voice device in the mask so I sounded like our father. That's who I wanted him to think I was, our father. I don't know where he got Jay from. Jay will never become anything. So, now you know. You didn't know that about good old Robbie did you? You can't understand what he did to me! He killed me when he left! So now I plan to show him just how I felt, but I'll show him physical pain." Falcon's eyes were damp with tears, but she still smirked with rage. "I'll leave you here to think about that." With that she turned and left. Raven heard the door lock. She fought to keep herself concious. If she slipped away, there was no way she could send for help, and besides, who knows what Falcon could do to her. Her vision clouded. She tried to blink it away, but couldn't. She slipped into a dream.

Her own body lay in a coffin. Her wrists were cut from the rope, but the rest of her was clean. She wore a black gown and held blood red roses. The titans were standing a few feet away in silnce. Robin had his arms around Starfire, who was crying silently into her shoulder. He didn't have a mask on and his glassy eyes didn't seem to absorb anything they saw. Cyborg had a hand on Star's back and his head was bowed. BB was on his knees, face in his hands. She hated to see her friends like this. She walked over, somehow aware of the fact she was a ghost. She took his hands and pulled him to his feet. He stood, but his eyes remained closed. She let go and he walked over to the coffin. He touched her pale skin with his finger tips.
"You are more than I could have ever hoped for," he whispered, "beautiful Raven, don't you see? You are my everything, the sun in my sky, the very air I breathe. I love you Raven!"
Raven, Raven, Raven, her own name echoed in her head, Raven, Raven, Raven, she began to fade back to reality.

She was immediatly aware of the cutting pain in her wrists. She groaned.
"Raven?" came a whispered voice. She opened her eyes to see Beast Boy. "Are you alright?" She nodded. He breathed a sigh of reliefe(sp?). "It'll be ok, I'm gonna get you out of here." He took a small pocket knife from his pocket, but being slightly shorter than her, he couldn't reach to cut the rope. He morphed into a gorilla and gently sawed throught the rope near the ceiling. Unfortunatly, after he morphed back, he was short again. Unable to hold the top of the rope, he stumbled a bit and Raven fell with her arms around his neck. She inhaled a sharp gasp as the pain shifted to a different part of her wrists. Feeling began to return to her fingers.
BB unhooked her arms from around him and laid her down. He knew if he didn't do something soon she would bleed to death. More pressing however, was the fact that she couldn't speak. He assumed it was because she had been so long without water.
"Here," he whispered, pulling out a small bottle of water he had happened to have with him. He held it to her lips and she drank greedily. When the bottle was empty, she sat up.
"Thank you," she rasped, her vioce little more than a breath. But then she took a sharp intake of air as BB lifted her hands. He looked up at her and saw her usually strong face fighting to hold back tears.
"It's ok. Go ahead, scream, cry, whatever. You have so little power left I doubt it would do anything. And it's not like anyone would hear you," he said, trying to sound soothing. She nodded and released the breath she had been holding in. It came in sobs and tears ran down her face. As he ran a light finger over the cuts, she let out a hoarse cry. The slightest touch was agony. "I know it hurts. It'll feel better once we get the ropes off." He paused for a moment, examining the wounds. "Rae, I know you're gonna hate me for this, but I don't think the best plan is to cut the ropes right now."
"What!" She immediatly regreted the out-cry. Her throat burned like she had swalloed fire.
"Look, the blood is all clotted now. Pulling the ropes out would reopen the wounds. My guess is the only reason you didn't bleed to death before was because your hands were elevated so far above your head. If they start bleeding again, we'll have nothing to stop them." He looked up at her quivering amythest eyes. More tears escaped, but she nodded. "Right, now we need to get out of here. Do you think you can walk?" She shrugged her shoulders. He walked around to behind her and lifted her to her feet. She immidiatly fell back onto him. "Alright, I guess not." He heard a small laugh escape her parched lips and had to smile to himself. The feeling of holding Raven was just wonderful, but that wasn't the point right now. If he didn't get her home soon she could die. Then he had an idea.
"Ok, I've got a plan, but it's gonna involve more pain for you." After a moment's hesitation, she nodded. "Alright, I figure if you stand behind me and put your arms around my neck, I'll morph into a horse and we can ride out of here."
"Do you know the way?" she forced herself to say.
"Yeah! Horses might not smell as well as bloodhounds, but they can still pick up on a person's scent. I'll just follow my own trail out." She nodded again, turned to face him, and put her arms over his head. She found herself looking straight into his eyes. Not avery romantic setting, but she's still so beautiful. BB thought to himself. She gave a weak smile and he helped her move behind him. "Ready?" She nodded. He morphed into a green horse and found that it worked out perfectly. Raven was laying on his back with her arms around his neck. She flinched a bit from the new pressure on her wrists. He walked to the door.
"Ok, you're gonna have to pull the door open, I'm kinda lacking opposable thumbs." He moved as close to the knob as he could so that she could reach it. She reached out one hand and turned the knob. He backed up a bit so that the heavy door pulled open. Raven let out a quiet moan from the extreme amount of pressure on her wrists. "Shhhhhh, I know it hurts, but we can't let Falcon hear us," he whispered and began to walk forward. After about five minutes of walking through dark passage ways, Raven felt herself drifting off. She was terrified to let herself fall asleep in case something happened. She felt the steady movements under her and sighed. Beast Boy wouldn't let anything happen to her. With her complete trust in him, she let herself fade into sleep.

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