A/N) : D here's a bit more. Won't be around for the next week, so the next update won't happen until at least then. ; anyway thanks for reading and leaving reviews. It's really encouraging! As for pairings? Well Robin obviously has his eye on Starfire, so of course I have to reflect that. I think BB is kinda fun
-HR

Chapter 2! (Electric Boogaloo!)
On the roof an uneasy feeling was growing in the pit of Raven's stomach, disrupting her meditation. A slamming door and Beast Boy's rapid foot falls only served to disturb it further. Raven opened her eyes and glared out at the sea as the changeling skidded to a halt beside her, trying to talk and catch his breath at the same time.

"Whatever it is, go away," she said, closing her eyes again as she tried to tune him out.

"No," Beast Boy gasped, "Mirror," he tried to explain. Raven's eyes shot open and the feeling of dread increased. "Mirror gasp, broke. Pink wheeze shopping with Stargaspfire. Red gasp out."

"WHAT?" The emotional outburst manifested as a tendril of black energy that lifted Beast Boy into the air. He squeaked in surprised and began explaining everything in a rush.

"Your mirror broke and those different you's started popping up in the tv room. The grey one said that psycho red one got out to-OW!" Raven had abruptly dropped him and sunk into the ground in a swirl of black. "Hey!" Beast Boy called after her. He dusted himself off and hurried downstairs. Hopefully they could catch that crazy red one before she went all Godzilla on Jump city.

Robin executed a round-house and knocked the dummy across the training room where it landed with a muffled 'thump'. He continued the turn and used his momentum to carry him into a second kick. He bounced off the chest of this dummy, spun in the air and landed in a right bo stance, ready to face any opponent. Satisfied with that particular maneuver Robin stood and rushed at a series of targets floating on the other side of the training room. The drones moved and darted around as Robin tried to hit all of them with his Bo' staff. A hit would turn their green lights red and they would drop to the floor, however after a few seconds they'd flash green again and rise. The point of the exercise was to get all the targets down at once. Robin spin and struck with his staff but couldn't get the targets to all fall. He'd be close, two three more at the most, then they would begin to rise again. Finally he managed to get them all down. Exhausted he leaned against his staff and caught his breath. This was one of the harder exercises he did: a new suggestion from his mentor and friend, Batman. A flash of moment in the corner of his eye caught his attention.

"Dwell not upon thy weariness, thy strength shall be according to the measure of thy desire." Raven stood a few feet away and had obviously been watching. She looked odd, Robin thought, then he realized her cloak was several shades too light. Maybe Starfire was having a lightening influence on the dark girl, Robin mused. He quickly dismissed the idea. More likely, some bleach had fallen in with her laundry.

"Oh...Hey Raven," the boy wonder greeted his teammate. The white area of his mask narrowed as he frowned. "Nice cloak. Is it new?" Raven shook her head. "Oh." He watched out of the corner of his eye as the dark girl stretched then began a series of martial art forms. Robin finished his exercised and fell into place beside Raven, executing the movements. He was slightly surprised she knew these. He hadn't known she paid any attention to his attempts to train everyone in hand to hand combat. He was just about to comment on this when a yell pierced the silence.

"That sounded like Beast Boy!" Robin raced from the room, Raven on his heels. Robin raced down the hall towards the commotion. They found Beast Boy standing in the middle of the hallway, soaking wet. Another Raven wearing a cloak that could only be described as 'Toxic Green' hovered nearby; water balloon in her hand. She was giggling. Beast Boy turned into a dog and shook himself dry, soaking his assailant.

"Hey! I'm the one who's supposed to get you wet!" the other Raven accused.

"You should not do that!" The Raven beside Robin said. The bright green copy of Raven tossed the water balloon at them. Raven and Robin easily dodged the projectile.

"Nuts!" the other Raven said. She blew raspberries at them then disappeared into the wall.

"What was that?" Robin asked.

"I think it was Raven's mischievous side," Beast Boy grumbled. "Which one are you?" he asked the light blue Raven.

"I'm Raven's sense of honor and duty," she replied evenly.

"Oh."

"I'm missing something." Robin looked at Beat Boy quizzically; the green Titan seemed to know what was going on.

"You don't know the half of it. Come on!" Beast Boy ran down the hall. Robin and 'Raven' followed. The three got off the elevator and could hear a rather heated discussion going on in the TV room.

"GET BACK!" Robin was surprised to hear Raven shouting. "Don't wanna!" Raven again.

"PLEASE!" Starfire pleaded. Robin put on a burst of speed, racing past Beast Boy. The scene before him made his jaw drop.

"Robin!" Starfire exclaimed, flying over to him. Perhaps he could get Raven to stop arguing with herself. The sight disturbed Starfire deeply but she was reluctant to say anything; the real Raven would be most unappreciative of a reminder that she had an audience.

"What's going on?" Robin asked. Raven, dressed how she normally was, seemed to be yelling at...herself. Many copies of herself, in fact. Brown and dark green clad copies were playing video games, orange was arguing with the Raven Robin was used to seeing. Raven in grey was huddled in a corner near Raven with glasses in yellow who was reading. Raven wearing pink ran by making...airplane noises?

"Parts of Raven's personality have come to life and are appearing," Starfire explained. She let one arm fall to the side and clutched her elbow with the other hand. She cast a worried look over the room's occupants before looking back at Robin. "Cyborg went to go see if he could retrieve the mirror they came out of."

"Mirror?" Robin asked. Starfire shrugged.

"Apparently that is where they are from. Is this like the story of Alice? Should we be expecting white rabbits with pocket watches and playing cards who which to play golf with flamingoes and cut off our heads?" Starfire's green eyes grew wide and she brought both of her hands anxiously to her mouth.

"I don't think so, Star." Robin assured her.

"Oh, ok!" Star beamed and clasped her hands together. She then turned to the Raven that had entered with them.

"Greetings part of friend Raven. What aspect of her personality are you?" Starfire smiled sweetly, flying eye to eye with the newcomer.

"Sense of honor and duty," Raven inclined her head.

"Welcome!" Starfire gave the copy a bone-crushing hug then whisked her away. Beast Boy tugged Robin's cape and motioned him off to one side then began pointing out the various aspects.

"The normal one is ours. Front the shouting it sounds like she's trying to get them to go back or something. There should be a Red one running around someplace; that's Raven's angry side. We do NOT want that one escaping into the city. Cy and I met her and she's a bit psychotic."

"How psychotic?" Robin asked.

"Trust me, dude. You do NOT want to see."

"...ok."

"Green over there is bravery, grey is kinda timid, pink is happy-"

"Yeah, I kinda got that," Robin arched an eyebrow and watched the impossibly happy Raven skip around the room, humming.

"Yellow is smart, orange is really kinda rude and gross, you know the one we just brought in, I don't know what brown is but those little round sunglasses are cool, the other green one's a joker. That light purple one is new. I don't know what she is." Beast Boy stopped talking as Raven stalked over, steam coming from her ears and nose. Black energy crackled around her and the boys took an instinctive step back. Despite her anger, Beast boy thought he saw some embarrassment and perhaps a little fear. That made sense though. Raven was the most private person he'd ever met in his entire life and here her inner personality was, laid bare...and skipping around the room humming. Well, singing now. The Beatles? Beast Boy arched a contemplative brow; 'Yellow Submarine'? Her voice wasn't half bad actually-

"I think I might be missing two or three," Raven said through gritted teeth, bringing Beast Boy's wandering attention back to the conversation. "That's what I can get from them." She glared again. They were being exceptionally unhelpful. Well, that damned orange one and the spastic pink one at least.

"You don't know?" Robin asked and immediately regretted it. Raven shot him a death glare and Robin felt a few years of his life slide away.

"...No." she finally admitted. "I....repress my feelings as much as I can. I don't always see them. I've never spoken with the brown one. The purple one over there I haven't seen before." The dark girl hunched over and glared at the floor then at the offending copy. From his angle of view, Beast Boy could see the slightest blush creep across her cheeks.

"That's Love, darling," Raven straightened and whirled around. She'd never seen this part of herself either; this Raven wore tight black leather. 'Whatever this one is, it cannot be good,' Raven thought to herself. The newcomer flung her cape aside revealing her attire. Raven took one look and closed her eyes, wishing she'd wake up. She'd never live down being seen in a tight black leather bodysuit and spike-heeled boots even if it wasn't really herself. Raven reopened her eyes; she wasn't dreaming, she was living a nightmare.

Starfire was so shocked she fell out of the air. Beast boy made a sort of choking noise and went beet read before he averted his eyes. Raven was going to kill them all, but maybe if he looked away she'd do it quickly. He noticed Robin seemed to have come to a similar conclusion.

"Lust," Raven's sense of honor and obviously sense of decorum warned the other copy. Lust pouted sensually, batting her eyelashes.

"I have lust?" Raven was shocked. A few light bulbs over head cracked and popped.

"Of course you do!" Lust said sauntering towards her. "I'm the part that gets you to buy those lacey black bras and panties. Your leather pants? Me! The corset shoved in the back of your drawer? That was me too" she winked. "Although," she crossed her arms and put a finger on her chin, "You didn't get that racy teddy," she shook her head sadly. "You really should have gotten that. You'd look nice in it." She smiled brightly, "I was right about that corset wasn't I?" She rolled her eyes "Not like you ever wear it, though."

"Lust," Honor warned again. The real Raven was angry enough for a halo of black energy to form around her hands.

"What?" Honor's lips compressed into a thin line. "Oh you know we look good in that stuff." Lust arched a brow "all we need it someone to show it to."

"This coming from someone who looks like a 1970s 'secret agent' or Bond Chick," Honor replied curtly.

"There's nothing wrong with that," Lust said airily, waving the notion that resembling Emma Peel was a bad thing. "You say that as if it's something hideously wrong. No, the guys appreciate this. We just need to find a guy to show his appreciation. You'll see," She grinned predatorily and scanned the room. Her eyes fell on Robin. "Hmm," she mused. Robin felt the sudden urge to run very, very far away, right now. The violet eyes narrowed as she sized him up. "Nope. Taken," she proclaimed. She looked over at Beast Boy next. "You're kinda cute." She sauntered forward. "The impossibly happy one of us thinks you're funny." Beast Boy blushed and began backing away. He'd always thought Raven was pretty and intriguing and ordinarily he'd have flirted back, but this wasn't really Raven. This was actually kinda scary and not scary in the normal whoa-Raven-is-really-scary sense.

"Uhm, thanks?" He sweatdropped when his back hit the wall. One of the couch cushions exploded, sending fluffy bits into the air. Happy ran through the falling puffs laughing brightly. Lust took another step forward and Beast Boy tried desperately to take another step back.

"Stop." The light blue Raven interposed herself between the two. The purple Raven, Love, strode over and cast a disapproving look at Lust as well.

"That's no way to treat friends," Love, spoke up.

"Aww," Lust pouted. "I though you'd side with me Lovey. Aside from raging red, we're the most repressed. Heck, she didn't even recognize either of us. I think it's time we got out a bit. Maybe hit a few strip clubs or something." Love and Honor rolled their eyes.

"You have a one track mind," Honor replied sternly.

"Duh," Lust retorted. Beast Boy turned into a mouse and scampered away from the frightening doppelganger. He resumed his regular form when he was behind the real Raven. Sure, he was in easy killing distance, but Raven seemed to be currently more intent on maiming her other selves. The black energy around her tightly clenched fists grew larger.

"Ok, enough," the real Raven said, her eyes glowed white, her voice was icy and even. This was the most embarrassing thing she'd ever experienced in her life and she wanted these damn apparitions back where they belonged. She was beginning to have a hard time holding back her powers and the sick feeling had increased. "I want you back in that mirror and in my head and I want you gone now."

"Hey," brown Raven pressed a daisy into her hand, dispelling the black aura. Under the brown cloak this Raven wore a psychedelic pink, green and brown paisley top and a brown hemp skirt. The little John-Lennon-style rose colored glasses Beast Boy thought were so cool were perched on her nose. "Peace out man. Let the good vibes flow." She made a peace sign. Raven sweat dropped and forgot her anger for one astonished second. "Big red's lurking someplace," Hippie Raven continued, "She's The Man, ya know? Big Daddy's little girl. If you're chill she won't rampage around."

Raven snapped out of her shock and the daisy turned to ashes in an instant. Suddenly Beast Boy began to once again seriously fear for his life. He wasn't the only one. Raven glared at her other self, a vein throbbing on her head. She arched a brow and growled "I have an inner Hippie? When did you show up?" she snapped.

"Aw, you know me, we meditate on the universe every day, man. I'm like, totally your inner serenity. Find your center," She settled into the lotus position in mid air. "Like the Lady says, 'Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos.' What was the first thing Azar taught you?" She opened one amethyst eye and looked at Raven expectantly.

"...I rule my emotions, they do not rule me." To her friends Raven suddenly seemed much calmer with that statement.

"Right on," Hippie Raven replied.

"You don't happen to know how to fix this, do you?" Robin asked. The copy in brown nodded towards the yellow Raven.

"She's the smart one. She might know how." She looked at Raven and became very serious. "I only know that because we're out here, you're having trouble keeping your powers in check, and that to fix this you need to be centered." Raven nodded and took a few calming breaths. "Since I'm in the mystic groove, I can also tell you that it's only going to get worse unless you do something."

"Of course," Raven said dryly.

"Greetings," Beast Boy had taken the initiative and had grabbed the yellow-cloaked Raven from the couch.

"How do I get you back where you belong?" Raven asked, voice much more controlled than before. Her inner intellect blinked owlishly for a moment then opened the book she'd been carrying. The page showed a picture of the mirror.

"If this is fixed you should be able to reabsorb us into your mind." She flipped a few pages and showed the group a picture of a several stories tall, red demon rampaging through Jump city. The image began to move, showing the demon crushing cars and shooting fiery laser-like energy from his four eyes.

"Hey cool! Just like Harry potter!" Beast Boy exclaimed before he could stop himself. Robin gave him slightly mocking look; Raven's probably would have bored a hole straight through his body if she'd held it long enough. Her yellow self was nodding enthusiastically however.

"If you have a lightning bolt on your forehead, so help me..." Raven trailed off dangerously. Yellow 'eeped' and jumped back, knocking her glasses askew. She quickly closed the book, readjusted her spectacles and continued speaking.

"The longer we're out, the stronger Anger will become. Trigon feeds her and outside your mind his influence is much stronger." Yellow pointed at Raven's hands; black bits of energy were trailing off of them again. "You're beginning to lose control. The sooner you can return us, the sooner you will regain control. The longer we are out, as she said," She nodded in Brown's direction, "the harder it will be to contain...yourself."

"Not like I exactly have control when you are in my head," she muttered.

"I am beginning to suspect that perhaps we are going about this the wrong way," She adjusted her glasses again.

"How do you mean?" Raven asked, curious despite her own efforts to remain totally emotionless.

"I'm beginning to suspect that we are treating the effect and not the cause,"

"Emotional turmoil causes our powers to go crazy, man," Hippie Raven spoke up. She and Raven both frowned.

"Well, yes. But why is there turmoil to begin with?"

"That's how we are?" Lust suggested flippantly, "Honor and I never get along. For example I think Raven should jump the cute green one who makes us laugh, and Honor thinks we should go take a cold shower and meditate more."

Beast Boy went red again and cowered, expecting Raven to destroy him. Honor's lips thinned and she made a disapproving noise.

"Well that's normal. What isn't normal is-"

"Trigon." The other Ravens replied in unison.

"That was, I believe the word is creepy." Starfire whispered for Robin and Beast Boy's ears alone. The boys nodded.

"Well, yes-" She was cut off again as the sound of yelling came closer.

"Ahhhhhhh! She's gonna kill me!"

"That was Cyborg!" Starfire exclaimed, rising in the air. The half-metal teen ran into the room as if the devil himself was at his heels. Which, in a sense, he was. Anger had finally appeared, lured by Raven's annoyance and loss of control. Cyborg carried a box under his arm much like a football. He hurdled over the couch and hid on the other side. A split second later Raven's angry side arrived. Seeing Raven, the Titans and the other copies, she hissed in annoyance, narrowing her four eyes.

"Titans, Go!" Robin ordered. Cyborg shoved the box under the couch and shifted his arm into its cannon form. Robin leapt forward, Bo extended. Starfire readied her Starbolts and flew at the red Raven. Beast Boy shifted into a tiger and leapt at the emotion. Both he and Cyborg had the same thought: subdue her before she became the personification of Raven's father anymore than she already was.

"Rage shall consume you!" She hissed, dodging the titans, mocking them. Robin was flung away and collided with Beast Boy. The two hit the far wall with a thump. Starfire got off a few shots before Cyborg's beam was deflected at her. She fell to the ground with a moan. The coffee table rose up in a cloud of black energy and hit the mechanical teen in the back of the head. Feeling Raven's hatred, anger turned towards Raven. "Your hatred will burn the world!"

Raven felt immensely ill but she would not let her anger destroy her friends. She raised her arms, black energy writhing like flames, eyes glowing white. Around the room her other parts mimicked her actions.

"Azarath Metrion Zinthos!" they said at once. A colossal wave of energy hit Anger, sending her into the wall. She slid down to the floor and lay limply.

"Yay!" Happy Raven hopped up and down in place "We won! We Won!" she gave Brave Raven a high five then ran over and gave Honorable Raven a bone-crushing, Starfire-like hug.

"I hope we didn't hurt her too badly," Love said. Raven and the Titans gave her an odd look. She smiled and shrugged. "I love everyone," she explained. Raven rolled her eyes.

"Did we get her?" Timid Raven asked. Raven's intelligent side adjusted her glasses and took a cautious step forward. Anger sprang to her feet suddenly, snarling like a wild creature. Yellow lost her balance and fell on her backside.

"Apparently not," Yellow said as she scuttled backwards. Red advanced a half step before a look of surprise took over the snarl. The four red eyes widened and there was a small popping sound and a red cloud. Suddenly, where Anger had been, three new Ravens stood. The Raven in the middle looked like Anger, but her cape was somehow a brighter fire-engine red. The one to her left had a purple-red cloak and the one to her right wore a cloak so dark red it was nearly black. All three had four eyes which matched their cloaks. The blinked in surprised, looked at one another, at the rest of the room then grinned evilly.

"Oh, not good, not good, not good," Timid Raven chanted. The three decidedly evil looking Ravens looked at one another, nodded and sank into the floor. "Not good, not good, not good," the grey Raven pulled her hood back up again and hid behind Brave.

"What was that?" Raven rounded on her intellectual side. Yellow shrank back, looking much more like the timid grey one for a moment.

"Uhm," she adjusted her glasses once more. "She, er, fractured. Into Hate, Malice and Rage." She gulped, "the longer we are out the more likely it is that that will happen to the rest of us and the more unlikely you will be in successfully returning us."

"So this might happen again?" Raven questioned. Yellow nodded minutely. "Great," Raven muttered.

"I got your mirror," Cyborg said. He'd retrieved the box and held it out. Raven picked up the mirror and a shard of glass. Yellow reached in and picked up another piece. "I picked up all the pieces," He said seriously. "I even swept up all the really tiny pieces," he handed the yellow raven a small container with glass shards at the bottom.

"I knew this was dangerous," Raven muttered, mostly to herself. She carefully turned the mirror over in her hands, examining it. "But the worst that could happen should have been other people falling in." She shot Cyborg and Beast Boy a dirty look. They blushed guiltily. "But," the word was clipped, "this was not supposed to break. Ever."

"Indeed," Yellow mused. She took the mirror from Raven and began carefully fitting the bits of glass back in the frame. "It would have taken a being of immense power to cause this to shatter." Raven closed her eyes and sighed heavily. A killer headache was forming.

"It always comes back to HIM doesn't it?" The question was clearly rhetorical. She pinched the bridge of her nose and wished she had some aspirin.

This was, of course, the exact moment that Robin's communicator chirruped.
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