First, a note or two:

This is the second of my stories, and once again, I beg those of you who know everything about the included series not to complain. I am not trying to be as faithful to the comics or TV series as possible, so if you want accuracy, I suggest you look somewhere else.

KEY:

'Blah' = thought

"Blah" = speech

I don't own the Teen Titans or any of the undermentioned items. Teen Titans is a trademark of some large comic company and Cartoon Network. Do not drive at excessive speeds. Always unplug before servicing. Warning: Contains Nuts.

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And now, on with the show.

Robin sat up suddenly. An unearthly scream had just rent the relative quiet of the tower. Robin's first thought was that he should have sat up more gradually. His pounding head gave testimony to that. His next thought was that it must have been Raven. Unless Starfire was secretly practicing ventriloquism it couldn't have been her, as she was sitting right next to him, and it couldn't have been Cyborg, since it sounded distinctly female and high pitched, and Robin had never seen Cyborg scared that much. His final conclusion after all this thinking was that he should investigate whatever it was that had caused Raven to scream.

Robin was a little apprehensive at this thought, considering that the last two times Raven had displayed her emotions, things had gotten slightly out of control. He arrived at her door with Starfire, and found Cyborg already there.

"Good to see you're up," said Cyborg to Robin. "I've done a scan, and I haven't picked up anything unusual. As far as I can tell from her biorhythms, she appears to be in a very deep sleep or something. But then again, no bad dream has ever made Raven scream, so I'd say we risk Her Infernal Wrath and go in."

"Agreed," grunted Robin, and he walked to the door to open it. He turned the knob, and pushed. It was locked. "Damn," he said. "Well, I guess we scratch that id –"

Another scream rent the air, making the three teens outside the door jump. "Time to use Entrance B," said Cyborg, raising his arm. He beckoned for Robin to move out of the way. Cyborg pointed his arm at the door, except that now where before there had been a relatively human-looking hand was Cyborg's ion cannon. There was a blinding flash of light, a loud boom, and the doorknob was no more. In addition, there was a sizeable hole in the wall and the door where the doorknob use to be. The door swung open listlessly now, resigned to the fact that it could no longer serve its purpose in life to separate one place from another. "Boo-ya," concluded Cyborg.

"That works too," commented Robin as the three entered Raven's room. They found her lying on the floor. At first glance, she looked asleep. But then, as they continued to look, they noticed that she was in a very odd position for sleeping. She had one arm tucked underneath herself, and the other three limbs were arranged in positions that made it look like Raven had just fallen on the spot. "How are her biorythms, Cyborg?" asked Robin.

"Pretty low, but stable. It's as if she's in a comma or something. She's getting enough oxygen, but she's right on the edge. Turn her over so I can get a better look."

Robin and Starfire obliged, flipping Raven onto her back. As they did so, the arm that had been tucked underneath her was dislodged, and they saw that she was holding something. Cyborg gasped. "It's Raven's Magic Mirror," he said in shock, staring at the gilded mirror. He turned to Robin and Starfire, and began to explain what little he understood."Beast Boy and I entered her mind once before, and this is how we did it. It's like a portal to her inner self. You just touch the mirror surface, and wham, you're in the dark dank dungeons of Raven's mind.

"But before, Raven disappeared when she entered the mirror, and I'm guessing we did too. I just don't see how she can be in her mind and out here at the same time."

"Maybe it is not truly Raven, but a imitation of her?" interjected Starfire hopefully.

"No," replied Cyborg, "it's her alright. Unless she knows how to create a perfect carbon copy of herself in less than a week: this is too good to be just a simple model. No, it's definitely Raven."

"I suppose we should enter her mind and try to see what's wrong," said Robin.

"I suppose," answered Cyborg. He didn't seem too happy about the thought.

Cyborg bent down, and attempted to pull the mirror from Raven's hand. The mirror, however, was gripped so tightly by Raven that he was afraid he'd break her hand by simply trying to wrench it free. "That's not going to work," he said. "Give me a moment here..."

Cyborg bent down over Raven's unconscious form and began to poke her arm with a small metal instrument. He kept looking at her arm, then looking at a readout on his own arm, and then looking back at her arm.

"What are you doing?" asked Robin.

"Trying to find the right neuromuscular junctions. If I can override her nervous system's control on the muscles controlling her hand, I can unclench it without breaking all five of her fingers in the process."

"You're trying to hack into Raven's brain?!" asked Robin incredulously.

"Yep," answered Cyborg. "Ah, here we go." He shook his hand, and the small metal instrument was replaced with an array of ten ultra-fine needles. He placed the needles up against her arm, and six of them slid forward and made almost invisible punctures on the skin. Then, suddenly, Raven's hand relaxed. "Grab the mirror," Cyborg instructed, and Starfire ran forward to remove the mirror from Raven's now-open hand. As soon as she had, Cyborg retracted the six tiny needles, and Raven's hand clenched again.

Then Cyborg noticed something. Raven's hand was beginning to shake. It started with the finger tips, and slowly progressed to the wrists. It wavered there for a moment before moving on to her forearms. The tremors slowly progressed until her whole body was trembling violently.

"Oh no," cried Starfire in dismay. "You have crashed friend Raven!"

"No," said Cyborg, at last beginning to understand. "It's the mirror. It isn't controlling her any more, and her body is taking back control of itself." As they watched, Raven gave a final violent jerk, and lay still. Robin, Cyborg and Starfire stared at the lifeless sorceress for what seemed like the longest time before there was at last a change.

In the darkness of her partially demolished room, Raven began to snore.