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A/N: Another short chapter! I hope everyone likes it so far. I think might start updating every other day, since these chapters are so short and also because I really enjoy hearing what people think about this story. So speaking of which, thanks again for the reviews! And to anyone reading this who hasn't reviewed, please let me know what you think. I'm very interested in hearing what people like and what they think could be improved, or what they want to see in the next chapter.

Demon Hunters

Chapter 4: Regrouping Part II

The Teen Titans were clustered in the infirmary. Robin and Beast Boy had an impressive assortment of bruises and Cyborg's arm needed some repairs.

"For having them outnumbered, we didn't really do very good," Beast Boy pointed out.

"We didn't do very well," Raeven corrected.

"Yeah," Beast Boy said with a nod, assuming that Raven was just agreeing with him. "So what are we going to do?"

"We'll think of something," Robin said.

"They were well trained. And they had us picked as targets," Raven stated. "This wasn't a random attack. They hunted us down at our home."

"Their weapons didn't seem to work on me. There must have been something that they didn't account for," Robin said thoughtfully.

"That is strange, is it not?" Starfire asked. "To be unprepared to fight a human when humans are the majority on this planet."

"So if their weapons don't work on humans, then who are they calibrated for? Tamaranians? Robots? Mutants? Demons?"

They all exchanged uneasy looks.

"Why would they be after us in the first place?" Beast Boy demanded. "We've never even seen them before. I mean, if Cinderblock or Slade came after us at our home, I could understand that, but these people? I'm pretty sure I'd remember fighting them."

"Well, no one ever said we would make any friends by putting most of the city's criminals in jail," Cyborg pointed out. "We've made our share of enemies who would want to get back at us, and that might not always mean coming here themselves."

"But it didn't seem like that," Raven said with a sigh. "It seemed like they came after us, and then were surprised by how many people were here."

"If they were sent here, they would have at least been told how many of us there are," Robin agreed.

"So why did the come here? And what are they after?" Beast Boy asked.

No one had an answer.

"This isn't getting us anywhere. I'm going to go into trace, I'm going to take care of these cuts," Raven said, with a gesture at the places where the glass had punctured her skin. "I might as well heal you guys too, while I'm at it."

"I will keep the eye out," Starfire volunteered. Her injuries were minimal, just a few scratches that were barely noticeable.

"Are you sure, Star?" Robin asked. "I could take the first watch, while you heal up?"

Starfire shook her head. "I am certain."

Raven glanced at Robin and Beast Boy, who were stretched out on cots to either side of her. She nodded once at each of them, and then closed her eyes. Azarath, metrion, zinthos. Her breathing became regular and shallow as her magic stretched out to connect with her two friends.

She explored the bruises on Beast Boy's body with professional curiosity, pausing at his right ankle to ease some swelling and them moving up to fuse a small fracture in his collarbone.

At the same time, she took a cursory glance at Robin's injuries, focusing first on his bruises and then repairing a few small cuts from the broken glass.

Once her magic was working on their wounds, she started to heal her own cuts and bruises.

She was locked deep in the trance, her attention completely focused on directing the various tasks she was working on, when everything fell away: Robin, Beast Boy, and even her own consciousness. Panic filled her, and complete darkness settled in.