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.

Also, this story departs from cannon just before the first of the "The End" trilogy of episodes, as, obviously that being the end, I can't make my own story line stemming from that. Although, since the Titans still seemed together after that, maybe I can...

KEY:

'Blah' thought

"Blah" speech

I don't own the Teen Titans or any of the undermentioned items. Teen Titans is a trademark of DC Comics and Cartoon Network. Yeah, you can copy this if you really want to. I have absolutely no control over it.

Please review if you've read this story.

I've decided to make the epitaph included in Latin, since I believe it's a little more solemn than an English one like "Oh drunk Benjamin Grist/ We know you got really pissed/ Oh well, you won't be missed". Also, Raven's spells seem to be a sort of fake Latin or Elvish or something mystical like that, so I thought this would be appropriate, though I obviously had to feminize "corvus".

Oh, and as a last note, this last chapter may appear to have some inconsistencies. I suggest that if you really have a problem with them, you step outside, walk to the back of the house, and deal with it

And now, on with the show.

A small, green teenager slumped into the kitchen of the Titans' Tower, his stomach growling angrily. His nose caught the sharp odor of some unknown coming from the stove. Like many smells that emanated from the kitchen, this one was wholly unrecognizable to him. He poked his head into the brightly lit kitchen and noticed a tall, thin alien girl. She stood at the stove, peering glumly at a pot in which something blue was bubbling obscenely.

As Starfire stared into the pot of blue, she could not bring herself to think. The past few hours had been so much. The betrayal of Raven. The even more horrifying realization that Raven was being possessed. The brutal, emotionless attack. Then Starfire had died – she could remember seeing herself, as from afar, crumple like a forgotten paper doll – and, miraculously, arisen again. She had no idea how it had happened, but she suspected that it had something to do with Raven.

'Raven,' thought Starfire miserably again. She could almost not believe it. 'Four,' she reminded herself, 'we are now the Four Teen Titans.'

A month later, the Titans were restored – or at least, as much as was possible for a shattered team. There was an undeniably dark tone to the Tower, as none who lived in or entered it could forget that the once inviolable quintet was now reduced to a quartet. The four team members woke often without much sound, and went about their business

Later in the morning of this one-month anniversary of the death of Raven, a car pulled up to a cold, wet field. The door creaked slowly open, and the ground was suddenly dimly illuminated by the glowing green eyes of a young alien girl. The eyes, along with the rest of the body, drifted slowly out onto the field. Princess Koriand'r of Tamaran, or Starfire to her Earthling friends, her head filled now with an uncharacteristic sadness, lead her friends into the middle of the field, where a plot of land had been selected. They all stood around the spot of land, speaking solemnly. Afterwards, Cyborg removed a finely-cut piece of stone, which he buried carefully in the ground. The four Titans read the inscription:

CORVA PACEM INVENIAT FINE VIA

Slowly, Robin, Starfire, Cyborg and Beast Boy got back into the car, and it sped off into the cold, dreary morning.

A few weeks after the ceremony, a young girl bounded lightly but nervously up the stone steps of the rock island on which the Titan's Tower sat. Her hair was light blonde, her eyes blue, and she carried a pair of aviator's goggles in her left hand. She had the look of someone who had been in a coma for years – as, indeed, she basically had – and seemed to expect her world to drift away in the blink of an eye. She wasn't to sure where she belonged any more. Although, come to think of it, she didn't think that she was ever sure where she belonged.

The girl reached the top of the steps, and leaned against the door to gather herself. The girl knocked on the door. No answer. She thought of going away and coming back another time. They were probably out. Saving the world or something. That seemed to be what they usually did on Saturday afternoons, of which today was one. However, the girl tried knocking once more. She waited again, and finally heard a series of soft clicks as the Automatic Security System and Heuristically Organized Logistical Electronics deactivated. Then the door swung open, and she was greeted by a green face. She launched forward into his arms, and they embrace.

"I never thought I'd see you again," he said.

"Neither did I," she said.

And as Terra stood there on the Titan's doorstep, in the arms of the only person she had ever truly loved, she thought to herself, "I'm Home."