Raven had tried all mannerisms of distracting herself before she couldn't deny the fact that something was desperately wrong. Rowan had taken off four hours ago, promising she would be back in an hour. She tried not to appear to worried about as she made this observation casually to Robin. He didn't try to conceal his worry.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"The little bumgorf still is not back yet?" Starfire asked fearfully. Raven shook her head.
"No, but I'm sure she is fine. She probably lost track of time or something." I hope, Raven added mentally. Robin shook his head and bolted to the computer and began typing furiously.
"Just as I thought. The news sites say that Dr. Gray was seen near a McDonalds earlier today. Raven, would your sister go to a McDonalds?"
"She loves French fries," Raven said with a shrug, "She might have gotten hungry and…" Starfire gasped.
"If that fiend has our little friend, he will surly hurt her!" Starfire said, voicing exactly what Raven was thinking. "We must go to her aid!"
"I agree!" Terra said, looking as worried as Raven felt.
"It could be a trap." Cyborg said.
"I don't care!" Raven snapped, surprised at her own assertiveness, "She's my sister. If it's a trap, we'll get out of it. Rowan doesn't have as much practice with her powers as we do with ours."
"She's intelligent and resourceful though." Beast Boy said. "She'll be fine." Starfire stomped her foot on the floor.
"We must find her before he hurts her!"
"I agree. It goes without saying that we will find her. Rowan is our friend." He put a hand on Raven's shoulder. "It's all right Raven. We will find her."
Dr. Grey's assistant, Kestrel, held the small unconscious child in her arms as she trekked into the secret hideout. "Is she still unconscious?" Dr. Grey asked. Kestrel nodded. "Good! That little brat's feisty." Kestrel nodded again as she placed the little viper on the table and coiled ropes tightly around her wrists, waist, and ankles, rendering the child immobile.
"How long are we going to leave her here before we drain her powers?"
"Until the other titans get here and we can drain them as well." Kestrel rolled her eyes.
"Sir, it would be easier just to do this one. She's smaller and not as in control of her powers as the older ones. She will put up the least resistance."
"Why steal one eight year old's powers when we can steal hers and all of her friends, my dear?" He replied. The fool! She wanted to tell him off right then, but she knew that, for her own plan to work, she need him. She needed his technology. But, more then that, she needed the little child alive-for now. She would have to bare with him for a little while longer. Until he showed her how to work the damn machine.
Then the little viper's powers would be hers.
Even though she had her own powers, she knew that the youngest daughter of Trigon was much more powerful then she could ever hope to be. She didn't even think that she knew just how powerful she was, and Dr. Grey, the fool, didn't even have an inkling at how strong the little viper was. He thought that she was only a little girl.
Soon, Kestrel told herself, it's only a matter of time.