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Yay! Thanks for actually coming here to read chapter two! I'll try my best to keep the entire story in-character. I haven't been writing much lately. Sorry. I've been trying really hard in my classes, actually. And I've been doing way too much fanart and I've had writer's block. (;

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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

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Jump City was a city known for its marvelous array of superheroes, its spectacular restaurants, and its glimmering array of cultures. But for those few who rose early enough to behold it, it was also known for its magnificent sunrises.

Those who were awake to behold the sky at this moment were surely being dazzled by the brilliant orange clouds, streaked with florescent dashes of the brightest, cheeriest pink, and tiny touches of pale purple along the edges of the higher clouds, still retaining bits of the night's darkness. It was indeed a sight, but on the edge of the city, though the eyes beheld the glorious sight, one mind was far too troubled to enjoy the breathtaking view. She sat perched gracefully on the edge of one of the far cliffs overlooking the distant bay, sparkling with the rising sun. The soft, unthreatening morning breeze blew through her hair, barely stirring it. The hair had slowly become so caked with dust over the past few months (days, years, she had no notion of the passed time anymore) that it scarcely resembled hair at all. It was now a pale brown clump of matted, dirty mess.

Her eyes scanned the waters of the bay absentmindedly as she struggled to soothe her troubled mind. Those eyes that had struck such terror into the hearts of many so many months ago. 'It can't be. Not here. Not now. Why? I thought it was over. I thought it was just going to go away…'

She turned her gaze resolutely to the skyline, giving a soft quiver as a slightly chilly breeze hit her exposed legs. 'Well…I guess I was wrong.'

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"Another beautiful day," Robin said cheerfully, turning his gaze away from the large bay window in the living room and back to his four friends behind him. Cyborg was giving him a nod of agreement from where he was standing before the stove, wrestling with a batch of pancakes that appeared to prefer staying in the pan to being extracted onto a plate. Starfire was holding the plate for him and catching the pancakes as they flew in varied directions around the kitchen. Raven and Beast Boy were seated at the table, Beast Boy waiting for his turn at the stove to make some tofu pancakes and Raven there because she had nowhere better to be. She had a rather troubled expression on her face, completely ignoring her tea, and Beast Boy was sitting across from her, obviously trying to read what was wrong by looking at her face. He gave up quickly.

"Dude, what's the matter with you? You look like you just went for a long ride on the depression train," he said finally. Raven had been absorbed deep in thought, and at the sound of his voice, she snapped out of her trance with a startled jolt.

"What?"

"I said what's going on with you?" Beast Boy asked.

"Since when do you care?" Raven snapped with a bite of hostility that seemed to come out of nowhere. Beast Boy, taken aback by the sudden stroke of animosity, took a moment of offended silence before he spoke.

"Jeez, lay off woman. Just go take some Midol and a nice long nap."

"Shut up," Raven growled.

"What the hell is your problem? I just asked what was wrong! Since when is that code for 'hey Raven, go into psycho spazz mode'?" he was definitely slightly frightened by Raven's sudden aggression that had appeared as abruptly as a flash flood.

"Maybe you should have just kept your mouth shut about things that are none of your business!" Raven told him, slamming a fist down onto the tabletop.

"Well excuse me for caring! I guess next time I'll leave you to stew in your angst!" Beast Boy snapped, standing up. Raven stood up too. She stood there fuming for a moment, glaring ferociously at the changeling, who stared back with a confused expression that said quite plainly. 'What did I do?'

"Alright, everybody needs to chill!" Cyborg said loudly, suddenly, coming up between the demon and the changeling and placing a hand on each of the two's shoulders.

"Dude, she started it!" Beast Boy said loudly, throwing his hands in the air in frustration.

"Well I'm finishing it. Knock it off, you two!" Cyborg said.

"But I didn't do anything! She started it!" Beast Boy said in exasperation, shaking his head.

"I don't care who started it! It needs to end, now!" Robin said, walking across the kitchen and stopping in front of them. "Both of you just calm down."

"Hey, I'm not the one who's going all hormonal on everybody! The Queen of Mood Swings here is the one who needs to calm down," Beast Boy said.

Raven seethed visibly, gritting her teeth. "Shut your mouth you little-"

"Everybody freeze!" Robin said loudly, pushing the two apart. "Both of you, apologize to each other."

Raven shot Beast Boy a look dripping with black venom. "I am not apologizing to you, you immature little-"

Beast Boy glared right back. "And ya really think I'm apologizing to you, you crazy-"

"Enough!" Robin said, pushing the two further apart. "You need to stop fighting!"

Raven opened her mouth to speak but shook her head and turned around, swooping out of the kitchen with a swoosh of navy blue cape and then the automatic door slid shut behind her and all traces of the fight evaporated like the tendrils of steam from Raven's abandoned tea mug. There was a silence for a moment and then Beast Boy threw up his hands again, a helpless gesture of aggravation that words could not have let out.

"What is her problem?" he asked finally, addressing it to no specific Titan in particular, turning helplessly to his friends in search of an answer he didn't expect to even receive. "Why does she do this? She was actually nice to me for a while after the whole Trigon thing, and now she's doing this again! I'm so sick of this emotional roller coaster of hers! Why can't she just be normal for more than a week without turning into this mood-swinging nightmare?" he was steamed up now, pacing in circles around the kitchen like Robin working on a theory about Slade, frantic, sporadic hand gestures flying as he rambled.

"Beast Boy…there are things about Raven that we do not know-" Starfire began.

"I don't even wanna hear it, Star! I've heard it before! You're going to tell me how there's just things about her we're not supposed to understand! Gah!" Beast Boy pulled at his hair for a moment and then calmed down, slumping against the counter. "Yeah."

"Maybe you should go apologize," Cyborg said.

"For what? I didn't do anything," Beast Boy pointed out. "This is all her fault."

"You know how she gets," Cyborg reminded him.

"I'm tired of you guys making excuses for her!"

"I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for what happened, Beast Boy. It can't hurt to go and talk to her about it." Robin offered. Beast Boy made a small 'pfft' noise but shrugged.

"Okay, fine, whatever," he muttered, turning and walking out of the room and heading down the hallway. He stormed around several turns before reaching Raven's door. He gave a thick, irritated sigh and knocked softly, the thudding of his gloved fist against the metal door the only resounding noise in the dim silence of the dreary hallway, endless gray, gray walls, gray ceiling, slightly darker gray floors, paler gray doors. Gray melding with gray, shades of gray almost matching each other and melting together.

He could hear the soft 'beep' as Raven pushed the button beside the door inside and it slid open a few inches. A violet eye appeared at the open section. She watched him for a moment with little expression on the sliver of her face that was visible.

"Yes?" Raven asked. Beast Boy sighed.

"Look…I'm sorry about what happened back there," he said, rubbing the toe of his shoe against the carpet several times.

"I'm the one who should be sorry," Raven admitted quietly, looking down at the floor for a moment before regaining the lost ability to do something besides grovel. "And I am." she cleared her throat several times. "That was incredibly bitchy to say the least, and I'm really sorry. You definitely didn't deserve that."

"It's okay," Beast Boy murmured, his anger and frustration evaporating as suddenly as it had come before, disappearing unexplained. "Um…you kind of freaked out back there. Is something…you know…wrong?" he asked, very, very cautiously, hoping not to provoke the same reaction as last time.

Rather than becoming angry this time, Raven looked at the floor once more. "I…no. It's just lately I've been worried-" she stopped, catching herself before revealing her fears and making him worry. 'This is nothing. It's over. Trigon is gone. Nothing is going to happen. It's not worth making everyone else stress over it.'

"Worried about what?" Beast Boy asked, his expression a mixture of confusion and concern. His green eyes were watching her, probing her, hunting for the slightest, simplest clue that would tell him what was bothering her.

"Nothing."

"But-"

"It's nothing," Raven said loudly, and with that she retreated back into her room, and the door abruptly slid shut behind her.

"C'mon Raven, what's wrong?" There was no answer but the silence. Beast Boy stood there mutely for a moment before he gave up and headed back toward the kitchen, though he couldn't help feeling that something strange was going on.

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Dun dun dun! More soon. And again, I'm really sorry for this chapter taking two months.