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NOTE: Everyone is now referred to normally.

Chapter 19: Bleed

Part 2

Control Freak's gun shattered the silence. Or it would have, had it gone off.

He had quickly aimed to pull the trigger only to find it locked. A curse fumbled off his lips, how stupid did he have to be to leave the safety on?

There wasn't time to fix that mistake. Starfire was on him in the moment the gun had jammed up. With a hefty left hook she hit him back before firing off a squad of star bolts after for good measure.

Control Freak scuttled across the ground to land on his stomach with a moan. The two guns were clutched tightly in his grungy hands even as he landed. He ground his teeth tasting wet dirt on his tongue, that little flying pixie was really getting on his nerves.

Starfire had backed off when he didn't immediately get up. Had she gone too far?

Being careful with little movement, Control Freak clicked off the safety of the gun that rested next to his head in the grassy area.

Starfire hovered a little closer. He still wasn't moving. Oh, why wasn't he moving?

Usually in battles Robin was there to ensure her she hadn't gone too far. The boy usually said they were not of the consciousness and that was okay. The Tameranian bit her lip with worry for Robin. They might have had a rough night, but…

She could not forget the looks on her friend's faces. The wounds that may not have worried any of the other four on the team seemed to be detrimental to the purely human boy.

A movement pulled Starfire out of her thoughts. Quick as she could, the girl threw herself sideways in the air. There was the expected gunshot.

It breezed by Starfire nicking her forearm. Had her reaction time been any slower-

She hadn't time to think it. Control Freak had somehow pulled himself to his feet and was continuously firing in her direction. He switched out between weapons, but his aim was wild.

It gave Starfire room to dodge the shots.

"C'mon pixie!" Control Freak called mockingly firing off the laser in a wide arm that Starfire easily avoided.

"Glorvex!" She called back assuming this 'pixie' was a demeaning term.

Laughing at her, Control Freak took another shot. He was closer, but she hovered far out of the way just in case. She watched him maneuver his weapons to follow her movement across the sky. It was an amazement in itself that he could see her in the blackness of the night.

She wondered why he was laughing. There were smears of dirt across his face followed by dark blotching and trails of blood. Starfire knew not all of Earth humor, but pain could not be something to laugh about!

After dodging a few more un-aimed shots she finally asked why he was laughing.

"My dear girl," Came a foreign voice from the opposite direction. A stab of pain darted into her lower back before Starfire could move. "It was a distraction." The second voice stepped forward and lowered his weapon.

Starfire gasped, feeling herself falling like those stars she was named for. Whatever had hit her hurt unlike any other pain she had endured.

The man pushed his glasses back in place as Starfire crashed to the ground. "There is two maggots left standing." He volunteered.

Control Freak grinned at his partner, pocketing the smaller gun. "I say we take them out and then hit the city."

Mad Mod grinned madly in response and started for the tower door that Cyborg had left open in his hurry with Robin.

Cyborg washed his hands in the basin watching the pink water run down the drain. His heart was still battering, trying to break the invisible barrier and bring his stomach with it into mutiny.

Robin's blood transfusion had gone as well as possible. Now he had just to wait for the body to incorporate the blood.

He dried his hands on a few old rags and turned back to tend to Beast Boy. Mid-operation the boy had fallen sick and taken to the opposite side of the room.

"How ya feeling?" Cyborg asked over his shoulder moving back toward Robin.

Beast Boy muttered something that might have been 'okay'. Cyborg drabbed a cotton swab with some peroxide and wiped Robin's wounds once more. It was very important they stay clean from bacteria.

The shot to his shoulder was clearly worse. It would be a hell of a stitching job to repair. Cyborg had to remove the boy's shirt to examine both injuries and when he had, the metal man had only found more.

His dress shirt was dirty and clotted with blood; Cyborg had assumed the blood was either from his shoulder or stomach. In actuality there were scrapes and scratches running the length of his torso.

Most were minor, requiring only a little cleaning and bandaging. There was a more obtuse one that ran across his collarbone that might requite stitching later.

It was simply painful to look at.

Shrugging to himself, Cyborg moved to get more bandages and some stitches. He might as well get it done while Robin was unconscious to the pain.

"What's taking Starfire so long?" Beast Boy had finally cleared his throat and spoke from across the room.

"I don't know." Cyborg responded wiping a scalpel across a disinfecting cloth. He then used it to clean off a pair of tweezers. "It worries me though."

Beast Boy got up and moved over to look at Raven. She was nearly hovering above the bed, her dress that had once been stunning was torn, dirty and bloody.. The blood had long stopped bleeding from her wound and Beast Boy wondered how far the healing had gone. "Want me to go check on her?"

"Yeah, I'm just about to start stitching him up, be careful though." Cyborg warned watching the green boy nod and exit the room. The scalpel in Cyborg's hand quivered a moment before he turned and threw it with inhuman force into the opposite wall. The action seemed to dissolve all the angry tension that had been building within himself.

He sighed and started removing the wrap he had put over the shoulder wound.

Starfire couldn't move in pain. It was fierce and when she moved her hand to it tenderly blood came off. It was so slippery, almost water-like.

The girl breathed in the dirt, having landed hard on her side. She was conscious enough to notice the villains enter the tower. A moan escaped her lips at her helplessness. She had to alert the other Titans…

She needed to…oh the pain throbbed with her heart beating… had to get up…

The Tameranian warrior clutched a handful of dirt trying to pull herself up. The action only tightened all her upper body muscles and her back shrieked in pain. Her chest coughed deeply, things were getting so dark…

Mad Mod and Control Freak were able to hear Beast Boy coming. In return they quickly hid themselves and watched the boy run past down the hall and down another staircase.

After the Titan was long gone the two grinned at each other before rushing upwards towards the infirmary room.

Cyborg had gotten through one whole stitch. The process was definitely harder that what he had read. It was slow progress, but at least it was some.

The wound had started bleeding again when the boy had stretched the skin to attach it together. It only made the operation thus harder. Swabbing his brow, Cyborg grabbed another stitch, using his tweezers to help in pulling to the two sections together.

The door Beast Boy had previously left through suddenly flew open. Cyborg, who had been leaning closely over Robin for precision had time only to look up.

He was thrown back and into the bed Raven had been occupying. The force made him topple the bed over, Raven fell to the floor with a thud not too far off.

Cyborg pushed himself to his feet to see a large metal filing cabinet running at him. He hadn't time for his cannon, he settled for crossing his arms in front of him to shield away the remote-controlled demon.

Control Freak and Mad Mod had burst through the door a little worse for wear, but it didn't seem to stop them. Mad Mod was now holding most of the weaponry, even with the gruesome metal stuck through his hand. Control Freak had found his loyal remote controls. Inanimate objects around the room started to move of their own accord.

Tin man was throwing punch and block and kick one after another. He had moved himself near Robin's bed to beat back a glass cabinet and a scalpel that was intent on the boy.

He was doing fair in pushing them back until another cry rose among the clatter of damage.

Mad Mod had moved across the room to Raven. He had all but forgotten her in his defense of Robin. Cyborg hated himself for his moment of mental forgetfulness.

Mad Mod had hauled her up brutally and in doing so must have rose Raven from her unconscious stupor. She twisted in his grip, unorganized black tendrils smashed across everything in her distress.

"Tah, tah dear." Mad Mod whispered still clutching the girl bruisingly to protect himself from her black fury. He materialized the gun once more from his pocket and aimed it at her chest, right to the heart.

Raven was not to be shot again. If she had to be pulled forcefully from Nevermore, someone was going to pay.

Her hands closed over the muzzle of the gun before Mad Mod could fire. She twisted it out of grasp with a cracking force. Mad Mod yelled out, it having been the hand still impaled by the bird.

Using the metal Raven whipped her arm around and hit the man in the temple with the metal handle. His grip on her loosened for a second and she leaked out.

Mad Mod stumbled back a few moments before finding himself looking at a giant wave of black. There was the sound of a demon choir in his ears and he tried to hold up his arms to keep it at bay.

There was nothing stopping Raven from her vengefulness. Her eyes narrowed and she pushed the black power at the man. It crashed over him, swallowing Mad Mod under the blanket of darkness.

"Tah, tah." She murmured while the black puddle cleaned itself up. When it had dissolved from the floor Mad Mod was gone.

Cyborg was slowly fighting his way to Control Freak now that it seemed Raven could care for herself. The villain was looking a little distressed at this turn of events. His smacked the buttons on his remote furiously, backing himself out of the room.

Raven glided over to Robin's bed. Blood was dripping over the wound from the attempts at stitching. She leaned closer to him blocking out the other battle that was quickly coming to a close.

Carefully, she placed a hand over the shoulder wound and the other over the one on his stomach. His chest was heaving slightly with breath, but it was getting less noticeable each time.

If she simply transferred her energy through her fingertips it probably wouldn't be enough.

She laid her palms flat on his skin. In her healing, physical contact allowed her to transfer more of herself. Robin's heart trembled on beneath her hands. That still wasn't enough… her eyes scanned his physique trying to find another way of transfer.

A curious idea struck her suddenly. It was a little unorthodox, but it would almost positively work.

Raven bent closer to the boy, she could feel his breath pushing out. She coached herself to think of it objectively, no one would ever know but her. There was a gathering of energy within her body. Lightly she closed her eyes, concentrating on her hands…

Raven breathed in and bent forward a little more, her lips meeting Robin's…

Beast Boy dashed out the door that had been left ajar. The darkness left him blinded for a moment and he squinted trying to see. Finally the land came into focus, he didn't see anyone.

"Hello?" He called a little worried.

There was no response. The green boy ventured out further keeping his senses keen, where had Starfire gone?

He had started for the area he had last seen her fighting, when a figure on the ground caught his attention. Breath caught, Beast Boy ran over to it, only to find it was a her.

"Starfire!" He yelped and bent over her. There was blood cascading down her side and her eyes were closed. He inclined further to listen for breath and heartbeat. Both were present and he squeezed his eyes tightly for a moment in thanks.

Without further trouble he picked the girl up, doing his best to support her. He had to hurry and get her some help.

I assume that aliens (Raven and Starfire) would have slightly altered blood and that their bodies might fight off foreign blood. Beast Boy might be able to take human blood, but then again his form isn't very stable so his bodies reaction isn't certain.

And yes, she did kind of kiss him, but think more along the lines of CPR-ish.

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