Green Arrow:

In a swift movement I slam the back of my bow into the kneecap of some unsuspecting drug dealer who thought it was smart to engage me in hand to hand combat.

Then without pause I pull out an arrow and the moment the momentum from my swing brings my bow back up I hook the arrow and shoot it into the thigh of another dealer running my direction.

The moment the arrow is released I send a powerful kick to the head of the idiot that collapsed from a blown kneecap. With him out for the count I gauge my surroundings.

I easily recognize what is going on. The main dealer is having his lackeys distract us while he gets away with the important stuff. My eyes fall on said dealer making a bee line for the exit. Dammit Speedy!

Without looking I grab another arrow and swing it down behind me and into whoever just tried to grab me. Black Canary's sonic scream echoes across the room and pushes back a good major of the lackeys.

I go to grab my grappling arrow to chase after the dealer, however a streak of lightning suddenly surrounds us.

I let go of my arrow and relax my stance, within a few seconds the drug house is empty minus my team. Flash then suddenly comes to a hault in front of me with the briefcase the dealer had.

"Don't you have your own city to look after?" I demand sarcastically.

Flash smiles at me completely unoffended as I knew he wouldn't be. "I guess I'm just fast enough to take care of both yours and mine." He replies with humor.

I roll my eyes and turn back to my team who had regrouped at our location. "Take that case back to the Cave and wait there. I will join you as soon as possible." I command.

Everyone nods, Diggle takes the case from Flash. Then before another thing could be said my surroundings blur around me followed by a lurching motion in my stomach. Does he always have to do that without warning.

Within a blink of an eye we are on a secluded building at the edge of the city. I turn to Flash who is now shoving a taco in his mouth. Where and when did he even pick that up from?

"Whats going on?" I ask bluntly and strait to the point. Though my gut tells me the answer won't be that forward.

"You know, that job back there was a little big for only the three of you. A thank you for insuring it was handled smoothly would be appropriate." He says casually, but the look on his face tells me he is not really looking for a thank you. Not that he would get one either way.

However his comment stirs up some anger I was trying to put aside for the time being. "I asked Speedy to help out, only to be notified that Titans East is boycotting the Justice League for the time being. Apparently they don't respect heroes who treat other heroes like villains." I snap back.

To my surprise Flash just nods looking down guiltily but unsurprised himself. "Yeah Wally and Jinx confronted me about the same thing. That's actually what I was hoping to talk to you about. Do you think we made the right decision?" He asks.

I let out a loud sigh and stop to think about the recent banishing of the demon Raven. Logically I can't bring myself to regret what we did, but the twist of guilt in my stomach tells me to think carefully on my response.

"Berry, I was trapped on an island for five years enduring torture after torture. Those events made me into the Arrow, and later the Green Arrow. I know how grating such trauma can be on the mind."

"However the demon's reaction was excessive and unpredictable. As far as we know there was no reason for her to react that way when they were fighting Adonis. That is not to say she did not suffer from what Slade did to her, I know first hand how ruthless that maniac can be."

"But if she is going to freak out like that out of nowhere and be able to cause that much damage over something completely unrelated to her trauma, then she didn't need to be in a position that requires her to face constant adversities." I explain.

Flash nods but once again looks down at the ground guilty. I can tell he agrees with my logic but can't help but feel bad about it. I feel the twist of guilt in my own stomach again and let out another loud sigh.

"However that does not necessarily mean we handled the situation correctly." I say swallowing my pride and accepting my own guilt.

Flash looks up at me in suprise, then I see the inquiry cross is face. I decide to speak up before he asks. "We did the right thing. but for the wrong reasons." I start carefully, Flash just looks at me and waits for me to finish.

"We made the decision we did based off of a discrimitory option of the demon..." I started to explain only to be cut off.

"Raven. Her name is Raven." Flash corrected in a calm but firm voice. I send him a small glare but then sigh.

"Raven. We were discriminative towards her and used her trauma as validation for our options. We should have disbanded her based off her inability to mentally stay, and not because we never liked what she is." I admit which Flash nods to.

"I think we also went to far in kicking her out on the street. I agree that she needed to be removed from hero duty, but we didn't need to kick her from her own home." Flash says.

I shook my head. "She was a liability to them, her staying could have put the rest of them in danger." I passively argue back.

"Shouldn't that have been up to them? And besides did we really consider if it was safer for others in the long run?" He asks and I furrowed my brows in confusion.

"What do you mean?" I ask not sure what he was getting at.

"I've been think about it, Raven's powers are controlled by her emotions correct?" He asked and I nod remembering the debriefing we all did on her powers.

"Well we took an emotionally scarred metahuman whose powers are controlled by emotions and forced her away from the only emotional support she had. And yet we somehow expect that to make her more stable, and safer to those around her?" He inquired.

I open my mouth to reply then shut it again and rethink over the logic he just gave me. He is right, even if her powers weren't controlled by emotions the having Titans around her at all times would keep her more contained then if we kicked her on the street.

Why did we not think through that? Because she is a demon and we did not think she should be associated with heroes at all... I massage my temple and accept these new perceptions.

"Berry, what's done is done. Even if it is the wrong choice, you and I both know there is no way the League is going to admit to it. Especially since no one thought Raven belonged in the hero world to begin with." I say.

"Speedy and Kid Flash did." He replies back. For a moment my mind goes blank with suprise but as I process his words frustration begins to build up.

"Yes they did and perhaps they have a right to be mad at us, but they will get over it and we should to." I say now if only I can make myself believe my own words despite the confidence I put in them.

Terra 6 hours earlier:

I sigh irritability as I climb into bed alone. Garfield as been back and forth between sulking and being furious.

That bitch is gone, kicked out by the League and yet still seems to be a thorn in my side.

Logically I knew that the team would take it hard, that Garfield would not be happy about the whole thing. However I thought he would let me comfort him, help him except it.

But after crying for a hour after she left he went down to the training room and began telling the punching bag just what terrible people we all are.

I tried to be there for him but he just told me he wanted to be alone. I checked on him a few times but he is still beating the bag or crying on the floor when his energy fails him.

As far as I know he didn't react that way when I got turned to stone and it irks me beyond belief.

I would love to go get some much deserved attention from Slade but he and Adonis are out looking for that bitch now that she is unprotected. If they can grab her now there is a chance the Titans won't even know about it and thus can't interfere again.

I pull out my phone and send a text to Slade.

Me - Do you have her again yet?

S.W - Not yet.

I give another frustrated sigh, I wish we had killed her while we still had her. Though I would be lying if I said I did not enjoy watching her suffer.

As I lay back in my bed I think back on how I had found myself so entangled with Slade to begin with.

Half a year earlier:

I angrily lift a bolder and throw it at the cliff side. 4 months! It has been 4 long stupid months since Garfield and I had had sex, or anything intimate.

Tonight after we got home from putting Cinderblock back in prison, I took a shower and put on Garfield's favorite lingerie. I lit some candles and waited for Garfield to come in. When he did it started out good he got all cuddled up to me but kept rubbing his shoulder from throwing it out in the fight.

So I took over rubbing out all the tension in his neck and shoulder, trying to arouse him up a bit and what does he do?... He fucking fell asleep!

I clenched my hand into a fist and the rock encased in my powers exploded.

"Hmm it seems someone is being neglected." A familiar calm voice says from behind me.

I instinctively take a fighting stance as I flip around. "Slade! What do you want?" I demand looking at the man who manipulated me to turn against the Titans in the past.

He is sitting casually on a bolder near by looking at me. "I just happened to be passing by when I spotted my old apprentice looking and acting so dejected." He said simply.

"I am not your apprentice anymore and never will be again so leave before I call the Titans." I threatened through clenched teeth.

"Hmm yes because that will get you the attention you want, having the Titans freaking out about what I am up too now." He replies smugly.

I drop my fighting pose and think about that. Crime has been so frequent lately that personal matters have been put on back burners. I have been put on a back burner.

Of course the constant fighting has never stopped Garfield from pestering Raven every morning when he could have spent a little extra time in bed with me..

I was so lost in my own anger I did not realize Slade had approached me till his hands start to rub my shoulders.

"What are you doing?!" I demand jumping away from him and turning around to face him.

"Relax you are very tense at the moment." He said stepping forward he lightly grabbed my arm and spun me around before continuing to massage my shoulders.

I knew I should get away from him. I knew this was not going to end well. But... But I could not help but relax into his hands, it was so relaxing. Who ever thought that such a notorious and evil person could have such a soft touch?

"Now tell me what has you so worked up?" Slade asked in a rather soothing tone.

So for like an hour I went on ranting about what was bothering me while he continued to massage my back and even my scalp a bit. Afterwards I felt so relaxed and comfortable, it had been a while since I had felt that way.

"Hmm so you want some direct attention." He commented then ran his finger down my side seductively.

I shivered at his touch but not necessarily in a bad way. I knew I should get away from him, that I should have gotten away from him like an hour ago.

But somthing about how wrong everything about this is makes it rather enticing.

"You can walk away, I won't stop you." Slade said reading into my hesitation.

"And if I don't?" I ask carefully.

"Then follow me." He said then letting me go he began walking up the chasm I came to throw my tantrum in.

I look back in the direction of Titans Tower then back at Slade. I know I will probably regret it but I make my choice and began to follow.

Slade then led me to a cave that opened up into one of his many secret lairs where we spent the next few hours talking while he continued to off and on give me massages.