Disclaimer: I own everything cough in my dreams cough cough. I just want to rule the world with giant vegetables, own the Teen Titans and have some cabbage. Is that to much to ask, IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK. : sobs:

Ok this is something everyone's written but that makes people relate to it, it gets more original during the end. Sorry, I didn't spend loads of time on it cos I need to do this maths thing :groan: by tomorrow and I don't understand any of it. Just tell me what I did wrong and ways to make it better or something you'll like to add, ideas anything.

Oh, I didn't want to make it too long, but if you want it longer ask.

The next chapy will come at the weekend Sunday and it will be longer.

Leaving the Living

The wind on the Tower's roof began to give Raven goose bumps. But she couldn't take it anymore. He left. A simple thing caused so much damage, the team still was together but nothing was the same after Beastboy left.

Cyborg spent all his time working or training. He would keep to himself mainly, though he would go out to fight crime, which was at a high after BB left. They still managed to win, but only by the shear determination of Robin. They were hanging by a thread, and it was about to snap.

Robin had kept a firm fist over the tower; he would go train for hours, then support himself and Starfire, who were now a couple. He was lucky he had her, without Starfire, Robin would have collapsed from the sheer excruciation of training non-stop.

Then there was Starfire. She no longer cooked, just spent time with Robin, trying to calm him down enough so that he'll take a break.

She had taken it the hardest out of the Titans. Only coming out of her room to fight crime or eat. Sleepless nights thinking about it, going crazy with questions, slowly she convinced her self that she was to blame. She loved him with all her heart, but he hated her, he would always hate her.

She was sitting on the cold stone of the roof. Her violet hair danced in the wind.

"Why did you leave, Beastboy, why?" Raven took the knife beside her and held it to her arm, the cold metal bruising her soft, pale skin,

"Was it because of something I did" she said making a long, deep cut across her skin.

"Because of something I said" her voice rising, as she gave another cut, deeper then the first.

"Because of something I was" she was now yelling because of the pain beginning to swell up in her body.

Blood was now making its way down to the floor. Raven's once pale, soft hands were now covered in crimson blood. Her once violet eyes were now bloodshot.

She looked down at her shaky hands as she made her way to the edge of the Tower, feeling her legs wobble as they tried to support her.

The pain was getting to her now, like a piecing dagger slowly making its way to her heart. A poison worse then jealously or hate, filled her lungs. He violet hair covered her face as she dropped the knife.

"Or, Beastboy, was it because of me?" she whispered as she fell of the top of the Tower.

"RAVEN"

THE DREAM, flashback

This is what raven thinks about as she falls, song is just there cos this was gonna be a one-shot here but I LOST A BET- this is when she was younger in Azarth

On St Valentine's Day, 2005, the last day of her life, the legendary super-hero Raven

Roth woke sobbing from a dream of human sacrifice in which she had the been

intended victim.

Her wrists and ankles had been roped. Her body was splayed out, nearly naked and

writhing, over a polished stone bearing the graven image of the snakebird

Quetzalcoatl. The open mouth of the plumed serpent surrounded a dark, hollow

scooped out stone, and although her own mouth was stretched wide by her screams

the only noise she could hear was the popping of flashbulbs; but before they could slit

her throat, before they could bubble her blood in a cup, she was saved by something,

no, someone, but who?

END DREAM

"...Because of something I was." A shout came from the Tower.

"Did you hear that" said Mark BB, as they fished near the shore of Titan Tower.

"Hear what, the sound of you snoring." said Reba playfully.

"No, no it was a HEY..."

"What did this HEY sound like, something an idiot would say after he got wised-cracked."

"No, I'm serious, I heard a..."

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH"

"I heard it t o o." Reba turned around but Mark had gone.

"O K." Then smiled mischievously.

"I guess he won't mind if I don't know, SNOOP HIS ROOM FOR HIS DIARY, maybe"

Reba smiled once again started to row back home.

She rowed to the shore, abonaded the boat and ran to Mark's room, hoping to find some dirt on him before he got back.

She slowly opened the door, expecting a load of crap sorry for being so blunt to land on her. It didn't, so she opened one eye slowly and was shocked to see that his room was ... clean?

Reba had always expected his room to be heaped with useless junk, dirty clothes and loads of mouldy old Tofu. But instead there were clothes neatly folded clean clothes, a made-up bed, a clean well organised desk, it was the perfect blackmail she thought as she took photos.

She accidentally fell over the bed and hit her head on a cardboard box underneath it.

"Aha, what have we got here? Some sort of portfolio project, perhaps?"

She opened it carefully, just in case there was something fragile in it.

"What's this" she said as she looked at the pictures.

"Raven and Beastboy from the Titans, AH their so cute together, Beastboy looks a lot like Mark, how could he get pictures like this, maybe he's a friend of Beastboy's, it might say where Beastboy went."

As Reba went though picture by picture,

'He's huge fan, a BBRAE shipper too.' she thought.

She was surprised her was into something like this, but she understood why when saw something that shocked her.

It was one picture of Mark and one of Beastboy, Mark's picture had on it 'ME 2005',

Beastboy's had 'ME 2004'.

"But that means..."

"Reba, get your car, we need to get this girl to a hospital."

Like I'll kill Raven of, sad, yes, but It would be really hard to write other chapters.