Yes, Beast Boy's arm is gone. And although the thought creeps me out to no end (and makes me feel kinda bad), I'm actually glad my sister forced me into writing this story, because I really, really like it. And it seems you people all like it too, so that's even better. But you guys are killing me with wanting me to update so much…I'll never get any sleep like this. Oh well, it's worth it when I get all of the lovely reviews.

If you are still freaked out about Beast Boy's arm, then I suggest you think about last night's new episode, Mother Mae-Eye. That episode was hilarious in my opinion, and it makes me forget about all of the terrible things I've done to characters. I especially loved the monkey's paw plug—we read that story in my 10th grade English class. Good thing Cyborg didn't buy that one.

Okay, I'm done with being off topic now. Here's a warning, there's some more blood in this chapter, so if it bothers you, pretend they're talking about Kool-Aid instead. Red Kool-Aid. A lot of red Kool-Aid. Yeah…okay, and I don't own Teen Titans, but I wish I did. Well, except Starfire, because I don't like her. Everyone else can like her, I don't really care, but I just like to make fun of her.

Now, review responses.

Rebound – I'm glad you're interested, and that you like the story. I hope you like this chapter, too.

lovex3spell – Here's a barf bag, if you need one. I didn't mean to make you puke. But thanks for adding me to all of those nifty little alert and favorite lists—it makes me feel like people actually care about what I do. Wow, that came out really depressing. But anyway, thank you for all of those wonderful compliments…I absolutely loved getting this review—it's the kind that makes me not mind getting up so early to type. And no, this is not a BB/Raven romance. But that topic's a little complicated, because this is just the first story of a series (of sorts) and there will be romance later on—just not between those two.

Blackfire of Tamaran – I think it would hurt worse to get your arm cut off with a butter knife than with a sword. Now that's a weird thought. But you know, I can imagine Slade chasing after the Titans with a butter knife. Hmm…well, I hope this chapter doesn't cause any more strange fears. : )

Mean Titan – I'm glad you like it…unlike theme songs. Ha ha.

Greenmartian777 – No, his arm isn't coming back. That's a nifty idea with the rubber arm thing, though. I'm glad you like the story, and thanks for the review!

Amongst-Azarath – And here it is. I hope you enjoy it.

teentitansrock! – Thanks for the compliments, and your review. Here's the next chapter, and I hope you like it as much as the other two.

Hope Rising – BB is one of my favorites, too (after Raven), and I'm glad you like the story even though I'm being terribly mean to him. I just can't help torturing my favorites…it's what I'm good at. And I put them back where I found them…usually.

Okay, one final disclaimer. I have very little medical knowledge, so anything medical sounding is just my best guess. If you ever find a green person that just had his arm sliced off, don't use this story as a guide for what to do with them. Not like I expected anyone to think I knew what I was doing anyway, but I like to be careful.

Silver Wing

Chapter Three: Healing

The Titans headed out in four different directions, each one carefully sifting through debris, searching for their missing friend. They moved as quickly as they could, knowing that every second wasted lessened their chances of finding Beast Boy alive.

Raven headed off the path, and floated over a muddy field that had once been a park. A few pieces of rusty playground equipment were still standing in the distance. Even though the storm had now quieted to a light drizzle, it had already washed away any tracks that had been imprinted in the mud. Still, something told her to keep going this way, and she listened, knowing it might be her only hope of helping Beast Boy.

Suddenly she spotted a small form collapsed face first in the mud. She rushed to it, and knelt beside her fallen teammate, hoping that he was still alive. Beast Boy had a gash that was oozing blood and a lot of swelling on the back of his head—he'd obviously been knocked out the same way that Raven had, but with more force. For the time being, she didn't allow herself to look at his right arm, or rather, where his right arm had been.

She looked back and saw Robin hurrying towards her. She realized that he must have seen her land, because it was only a moment before he was standing next to her, looking worriedly at the still form on the ground.

"We have to turn him over," Raven said quietly, and Robin knelt next to her and helped to carefully roll Beast Boy on to his back. Once they had, Raven almost wished they hadn't. Beast Boy was almost more soaked with blood than he was with rain. Although he was bleeding from countless small cuts and scratches all over his body, the blood loss was mostly from two wounds—a deep slash in his left side where the sword had cut into him, and what was left of his arm; it now ended a few inches above his elbow, and was pumping out blood furiously.

Even though it worried her greatly, Raven was slightly relieved to see all of the bleeding—dead men don't bleed. Just to be certain, she felt for, and found, a weak pulse. As she did so, Robin stepped away and called Starfire and Cyborg on his communicator.

Satisfied that Beast Boy was alive, even barely, Raven examined him more closely. He had taken a severe beating—dark bruises were already forming on his pale green skin, and nearly every one of his ribs was broken. Beyond that, he could be injured internally, but she couldn't do anything about that, especially not in the middle of a muddy field, so she pushed that thought out of her mind temporarily.

Robin came to stand beside Raven again. "How is he?" he asked, worry evident in his voice.

"Alive," Raven responded. "That's about all I can say for sure." Her hands started to glow as she began healing Beast Boy as best she could. There wasn't much she could do for the serious wounds with magic alone, but she slowed the bleeding on his arm and side as much as she could, and reduced the severity of his broken ribs enough that they wouldn't punch through his skin while they transported him back home. She closed up most of the minor cuts easily. "There isn't much that can be done for him out here," she explained to Robin as she worked. "We need to get him back to the Tower as soon as possible."

Robin nodded. "I sent Starfire and Cyborg to get the T-car. They should get back soon." His tone suddenly changed. "His arm…can it be…?" Raven simply shook her head.

She finished her ministrations and sat back, waiting. The rain had stopped, but it was still a dark and chilly night. She and Robin were silent for a few minutes, the only sound Beast Boy's shallow and uneven breathing. Raven felt a sadness threatening to well up inside her as she listened to her friend's pitiful attempts to breath, and she felt guilty for her inability to help him further. She took a deep breath and tried to call herself—she didn't want to hurt him worse just by letting her emotions get out of hand.

An engine roared in the distance, and within moments the T-car had raced into view, and screeched to a halt about 25 feet away. Raven stood as Cyborg and Starfire got out and hurried over.

"Friend Raven, are you well?" Starfire exclaimed. "You are looking very…bloody." For the first time Raven looked down and realized that quite a lot of blood covered her hands and clothes.

"It's not my blood," Raven answered curtly. Starfire was close enough by then and saw the extent of Beast Boy's injuries and gasped, speechless.

Cyborg saw him next. For a moment he also seemed unable to speak, but he soon worked up a bit of courage. "Raven, are you sure he's still--"

"He is," Raven cut his off, "but he won't be for much longer unless we get him home now."

"Right." Cyborg zoned back in and snapped into action. He stepped forward to lift his small friend, but paused, afraid that any physical contact could hurt his even more. "How should I…?"

"Be careful of his…uhm…arm," Robin suggested, a little timidly.

"Yeah, I guess so," Cyborg muttered, frowning deeply. He lifted Beast Boy cautiously, and the shape-shifting Titan did not stir. He hurried back to the car, and the others followed.

Cyborg propped Beast Boy up in the back seat, and Raven slid in beside him. The ride back to the tower was unbearably long. When they finally got there, Cyborg and Raven banned Robin and Starfire from the medical bay, explaining that they could work better if they were undisturbed.

To Raven it was a relief to actually get Beast Boy into a medical environment, where he actually had a chance of survival. Still, he had deteriorated even more during the trip, and things were looking very grim.

His wounds had started bleeding again, so addressing them became number one on the list of priorities. Slade's sword had cut Beast Boy's arm off cleanly, but Raven still cleaned and sterilized the wound, to avoid infection. Cyborg watched Raven work as he hooked Beast Boy up to several monitors, and admired the care she used to avoid moving him too much, or causing him too much pain.

"I guess there wasn't really any chance of reattachment, was there?" he asked as she wrapped the wound up with a white bandage.

"You saw what was left of it," Raven replied without looking up. Her hand momentarily glowed as she slowed the bleeding once again. "It was crushed—it barely even looked like an arm."

"Yeah," Cyborg agreed, studying the screens carefully as information began to appear. "Good new is, Beast Boy doesn't seem to be bleeding internally, amazingly enough. How many broken ribs did you say he had?"

"All except one," Raven told him. "I healed them as much as I could." She moved to his other side and examined the slash. She became seriously more worried when he didn't make the slightest sound or movement as she cleaned, and eventually sutured, the wound. Cyborg helped her wrap another bandage around the cut, and then to tightly bind his ribs. Finally, Raven check the spot were the blade had knocked him unconscious, and healed the wound easily.

Satisfied that she had done all she could to help her friend; Raven placed the back of her hand gently against Beast Boy's cheek, but almost instantly yanked it away.

"Cyborg, what's his temperature?" she asked suddenly, looking up at the half robot. Cyborg studied the screens.

"117 degrees," he said, surprised. "Is that normal?"

"I don't think so," Raven said, staring at Beast Boy's very pale green features. "I can tell he has a fever, but I don't know how bad it is. This isn't going to make things any easier," she added, frowning.

"No, it won't." Cyborg sighed. "He definitely doesn't need to get sick right now."

"What he needs is blood," Raven said quietly, "he's lost so much."

"Yeah, but what can we do about it, though?" Cyborg asked a hint of bitterness in his voice. "BB doesn't even have a recognizable blood type. I mean, I guess we could find the closest match possible, and hope for the best, but…"

"He probably wouldn't survive it," Raven finished for him. "No, we can't risk it, we'd be killing him for sure. We'll just have to hope he can pull through this. There's nothing else we can do."

Cyborg turned away and stared out the window at the water. "Does he even have a chance?" he asked without turning around.

Raven was silent for a moment before answering. "I don't really know. Right now, I just hope he lasts until morning."

Cyborg stood next to Raven and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

"Well then, I guess we're in for a long night."

TBC

Well…at least they've found him now, right? Okay, maybe he isn't exactly all better, but at least he's not all better with his friends.

Okay, although I like getting to update so quickly all the time, I probably won't update tomorrow. Probably is the key word there. I might end up doing it anyway, but I would like to sleep in one day. So, I'm planning the next update within a few days.

Please review!

Child of a Pineapple