One of the prompts in this challenge is Mist...hOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO WRITE SOMETHING ABOUT MIST?!


Gunshot

She could sense the gun being pulled off the safety, could feel the man's finger going to the trigger, could feel it when he pulled it.

Then why, why on Azarath didn't she move away the soon as she could? Why didn't she at least shield herself?

Yes, her back was turned, giving the man a clear shot. Yes she was currently fighting another criminal and her attention was mentally on her friends to check if they were okay at all times. But she could sense it, she knew she was getting shot at, then why didn't she just move?!

She didn't have to do anything though, apparently, the decision was made for her.

Raven gasped as Robin pushed her to the ground, throwing a birdarang at the man while he was at it. Giving Beast Boy enough time to shift into a lion and attack the man.

She didn't think much of it, just thanked her leader before continuing to stop the criminals that were about to ship innocent girls off. If there was one thing that disgusted her, it was Human Trafficking.

But still...was it just her or did Robin flinch when he pulled her up from the ground?

After the cops had put the criminals in handcuffs and were interrogating the girls to get as much information as they could and send them back to their families, Raven was sitting on one of the containers, cross legged, with Starfire sitting beside her as they watched the boys handle the rest.

"Nice work, team." Robin praised, when the cops were gone and it was just them.

Imagine their surprise when his legs gave out.

Cyborg caught him by the arm, holding him up long enough for the Boy Wonder to regain his footing. "You okay, man?!" He questioned, his eyes wide.

Robin grunted, but nodded anyway.

Beast Boy sniffed the air, his eyes widening. "He's bleeding."

Raven and Starfire jumped off the container, the latter not hesitating to fly towards her leader while the former stayed behind, having a slight feeling she knew what was going on.

"Really, Star it's nothi-" He didn't get to finish his sentence as the alien pushed his arm out of the way to reveal the bleeding hole in his right hip.

"You have been the shot!" She exclaimed, her green eyes wide as her hand shot up to cover her mouth.

"I've been shot before, it's been worse." He admitted, shrugging it off like it was nothing.

Raven rolled her eyes. "That doesn't matter, point is, we need to get back to the tower, now."

After a while, they got a struggling and protesting Robin in the T-car while Raven drove his motorcycle. Beast Boy offered to drive it at first, but there was no way Robin would've let that happen.

He kept repeating that it was no big deal, he'd been shot before, sometimes multiple times at once. He could handle it, looking genuinely confused as to why the rest of the Titans were making such a fuss about a 'simple gunshot wound'.


After Cyborg managed to get the bullet out and the bleeding to stop, Raven worked on healing her leader, leaving the two birds alone in the room.

"You really shouldn't waste your energy on healing me," he muttered, masked eyes watching her every move.

"Maybe it's because I'm from a different dimension, but as far as I know, when someone gets hurt, you heal them." She answered, the sarcasm heavy in her voice.

Robin rolled his eyes. "Yes, but minor wounds shouldn't be such a big deal."

"Minor wounds?!" Raven looked up at him in disbelief. "There's literally a hole in your hip and you're calling it a minor wound? Not to mention the fact that it could've killed you!"

He scoffed. "It's nothing. Raven, I've been flat-out tortured before. A gunshot is like a mosquito bite in comparison to the things I've been through."

"Yes, yes, we know you're strong. But that doesn't mean we shouldn't care about your health." She muttered.

That shut him up.