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.
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Just saw the "Haunted" episode (or haunting, or haunts, or whatever it's called). VERY interesting look into Robin's mind, as well as a possible closer (not amorous!) understanding between Raven and Robin. Hmm.
Also just saw the episode with Raven and the book. Can't remember the title, but that doesn't matter, so stop bothering me. One question though: I thought Raven couldn't show any emotion. Was the evil dragon dude somehow keeping her emotions in check? Or is it more like a I-don't-want-to-start-lest-I-get-carried-away deal with her emotions? Hmm. In addition, after careful review of the evidence contained therein, I have duly concluded and affirmed that anyone who proposes that Beast Boy and Raven do not belong together after the incapacitation of Terra is a fool and ought to have his or her head examined and/or removed.
By Order of the Almighty Author of This Story,
ISRANINFOL
And now, on with the show.
In a particular corner of a certain large country, there was a certain seaside city. Off the coast of this certain city, there was a certain small island. And upon this island, along with a large glass tower, a half-metal boy, a boy with a black mask on, and a girl with strangely glowing eyes, was a small, green boy who sat clutching a dark-haired girl in his arms, rocking back and forth.
Beast Boy didn't cry. It wasn't his being manly or anything else so useless at a time like this – it was just that he couldn't cry anymore. He had cried for the past few days because he had felt sorry for himself. It made him furious with himself as he thought about it. 'I should have just sucked it up,' he thought. No matter. It was Raven who needed his attention now. Not stupid, useless tears. So Beast Boy didn't cry. He just swayed gently back and forth, arranging and rearranging the bangs of the dormant girl in his arms.
Hours later, the group was in the same room in which Robin had been contained during his brief period of insanity after the defeat of Slade. The scene was not much different from that which had played out earlier on the ground outside the Titans' Tower: Robin, Starfire and Cyborg paced about the room. Beast Boy, however, sat in the corner of the room on a small metal chair, seemingly playing with the idea of actually taking a sip of the McDonald's™ Coke that sat poking dejectedly at his mouth. The sugar, caffeinated beverage usually sent the already slightly hyper Beast Boy ricocheting off of the walls like an Indian rubber ball. This time, however, it was doubtful that any amount of stimulant could move the frozen boy who, at times, seemed almost as comatose as the purple-haired sorceress at whom he had stared for the past two hours, waiting for a sign of movement.
Suddenly, a loud alarm rent the mournful silence, and the four conscious Titans jumped in surprise. All four stood up to leave, and Beast Boy took one more pained look at the girl lying comatose on the bed. Then he too went through the door into the dark hallway.
"What the hell?" asked Robin as he stared confusedly at the screen of the Titan's Alert System. He had arrived at the control panel first, and had expected to see a flashing red dot somewhere in the city. However, he saw nothing, and heard only the alarm as it beeped out its incessant warning. So he zoomed out, expecting that the disturbance might be in the surrounding countryside. Still, nothing. So he zoomed out farther: state level. Once again, no red dot, lots of loud alarm.
"Alright then," said Robin, keying in the commands for the lowest possible zoom resolution. The Earth swam into view in its blue-green rotundity, and proceeded to flatten out into a map of the entire planet. The four Titans awaited the appearance of the red dot somewhere on the map laid out in front of them.
There was no dot. This was the point at which Robin said "What the hell". Cyborg agreed wholeheartedly with this statement, and complemented Robin by quoting him directly. "What the hell?" asked Cyborg.
"On another planet, I guess," uttered Cyborg incredulously. They were all stunned. The Justice League usually took care of the interplanetary stuff, leaving only the Earthside super-villains for the Titans. The four Titans all wondered the same thing: why would the Justice League – the most powerful, most invincible force of peacekeeping the universe had ever known – leave the Titans with an interplanetary distress call, when they hadn't so much as trusted them before with a planetary cleanup?
Later that day, a small, lumpy orange spacecraft blasted its way past the lonely orbit of Neptune on its way to the stars, carrying four very different young people. One, sitting in the very front of the craft, was made of so much metal that he looked sometimes to be merely an extension of the spacecraft in which he sat. Right behind the metal boy sat a boy with unkempt black hair and a white and black face mask that gave him a slightly insectoid appearance. Sitting behind this masked fellow was a small green boy wearing a very grim expression that was completely uncharacteristic of him. Lastly, to the right of the masked boy, was a girl with slightly orange skin, slightly too-green eyes, and a hint of felineness about her face. To the left of the masked boy was a seat strangely absent of its usual purple-haired occupant.
The Titans' newly repaired spacecraft shot on through the inky blackness of space, shooting past stars and planets like a streak of rebellious light, until at last it came upon a small, rocky planet.
Starfire stared and the small world in front of her and felt a slight fear gripping her heart. As she continued to stare out at the lone splash of color in the otherwise monochrome inky blackness, she uttered one plaintive word.
"Home."