Dim lamps burned through the musky air breathing warmth into the cold and wet place. Old red brick walls shone under the lights with dark shadows being cast by their metal casings. The sound of running water decimated any silence that could have occupied the dark halls accompanying by the occasional drip of a leak. The room was rectangular in shape with a single door near the corner of a long wall. Along that same wall sat a multitude of metal panels each covered in decades of dust. In addition to the obvious age of the room, scattered trash across the concrete flooring told a multitude of stories passing through the room.

The already dark room began to grow darker. A black silhouette started to consume the ground expanding in size as the moments passed. It wasn't long until every inch of the concrete flooring was consumed by the void and the darkness began creeping up the walls. The movement all stopped for a moment as two stone figures rose out from the ground followed quickly by the silhouette of a large bird. As it raised its wings two people came tumbling out. Each hit the earth with differing thuds as the two attempted to get their bearings before standing. As they did the dark bird began to evaporate revealing the shape of a petite girl. The light returned to the room though fleeting as it played against her pale features. As the darkness completely vanished the girl gracefully lit on the ground. Her tired eyes took in the shapes of her friends but could do little more to make sense of her surroundings. As they turned to look at her she could feel her legs begin to buckle and shake beneath her weight. Exhaustion took over as she collapsed but strong, lean arms caught her before she could hit the ground. The last thing she could hear before her mind slipped out of consciousness was her name.

"Raven."

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He held the pale girl in his arms, his heart pounding with worry. Cyborg stood over where Robin was knelt holding her. He raised his metal arm and tapped a few time before a blue light bathed her body for a few moments before disappearing again. He let out a brief sigh.

"She's alive, just burnt out. Whatever she did back there must have really drained her."

Robin felt his emotions settle but he could still feel the tug of pain through their bond, strengthened by their physical connection.

"Yeah, I've seen her do something similar before."

The night flashed across his brain as he remembered the events that had happened. The pure rage that surged through him when he'd seen his nemesis played over in his mind. It was strange how it slowly shifted to an overwhelming sensation of concern for his friend currently cradled in his arms. As the thoughts continued to flow he looked down at her. Long lilac hair covered part of where her leotard had been ripped to shreds. He was reminded of his suspicions for what had happened that night, only strengthening his hatred for the masked man. Her hair shortened and her leotard returned to its former state as his mind slipped back into reality. Knowing the pain she'd been through made him want to take it all away. To fix everything that had ever gone wrong in her life. He still blamed himself for not saving her that night. He wasn't strong enough to defend her then and he'd failed her again today. He closed his eyes as he took a deep breath in a vain attempt to clear his mind.

"We oughta find a place for her to rest."

Cyborgs words brought him back to the moment. He looked up to find Cyborg surveying the room. The tunnel they'd been deposited in wasn't particularly large. It was rectangular in shape with a single door on one of the long walls. To their left stood a few shelves filled with electronics and piping. In front of them were a plethora of pipes running from the floor to ceiling and to their right stood a shoddily built wooden landing with an old mattress on top of it. Judging by the copious amounts of trash covering the floor around it the place seemed like someone had been squatting there before. Cyborg nodded at the makeshift bed and offered to pick up Raven out of Robin's arms. He promptly declined and stood up. As he did he could feel the pain in his chest worsen as her body pressed against it. Still he fought the pain and made his way to the corner of the room where he laid her down of the mattress.

Robin only allowed his eyes to linger on her face for a moment. He swore she seemed like she was about to cry from the pain she was still experiencing even in her unconscious state. It took a great deal of might to tear his attention away and focus on the two statues standing in the middle of the room. Cyborg followed his gaze and frowned.

Neither one of them wanted to address the elephants in the room. Two of their closest allies stood enveloped in stone. Their fate seemed almost as clear to see as the dagger hilts sticking out of their bodies. Cyborg was the one to finally speak up.

"Figure I'll check and see if they're. . ."

"Dead?"

The word struck their ears drumming up the horrible thought of losing their friends to the great unknown. They both closed their eyes as they processed it in their own way before cyborg was able to continue forward.

"Yeah. . ."

The large man trudged over to the taller statue first and held up his arm as he scanned the alien girl, his head hung low as if trying to pay respect to the deceased. Robin kept his head down as well in the same state of respectful remembrance. He, unfortunately, was all too well aware of the mortality of everyone around him. As his eyes closed he could see them falling again before him. He forced his eyes to snap open and escape the memory. He sighed and noticed he'd still not heard a response from Cyborg. Looking after him he found he'd moved on to the other statue and had begun his scan again. This time his eyes were trained carefully on what was before him as if investigating something.

"What's wrong?"

Cyborg shook his head.

"According to the scan, nothing."

He tapped away at his arm again beginning yet another scan. Robin stood up and made his way to stand beside him. As he neared him he spoke again.

"The scan shows they're bodies are completely fine.."

Robin knit his brow as he looked at the metal man. Cyborg returned the stare with confused look.

"Like they're not made out of stone."

His skeptic eyes turned on the young shapeshifter before him as he reached out and tapped on the stone surface. When the knowing sound of metal hitting rock echoed through the room his frown deepened. Robin put a gloved hand to him chin in thought.

"When Trigon ascended, the citizens of jump city also turned to stone, right?"

Cyborg nodded.

"When Raven took him down they returned to normal, like nothing had ever happened. Do you think something similar could be happening here?"

Cyborg sighed as he contemplated the theory.

"I mean it's possible. I never had the chance to scan anyone though so I have nothing to compare it to."

It was Robin's turn to sigh this time. His hand continued to stroke his chin for a few moments before he relaxes and let his arm fall to his side.

"I guess we'll just have to hold out hope for them then."

Cyborg nodded. The sentiment of hope wasn't particularly comforting but they'd won battles with much less before. Neither could remember when though.

A sudden chill ran down Robin's spine forcing him to stand up straight as goosebumps covered his skin. Almost instinctually he turned searching out the pale girl in the corner of the room. His subconscious had successfully tracked the cold feeling he'd experienced back to her. He rushed to her side with Cyborg following a pace behind. Robin knelt beside her and looked over her body taking note of the goosebumps covering her legs and the visible shiver of her body from the cold. Robin started to notice that the air seemed to have gotten colder. He looked over his shoulder at metal man.

"Cyborg, can you check the temperature?"

Cyborg quirked an eyebrow at the request but complied as he tapped away on his arm.

"It's. . . 78 degrees."

He put his arm down awaiting Robin's response.

"Check it again."

Cyborg was taken aback and had half a mind to ask why but instead did as instructed. Upon looking at his arm he knit his brow together in confusion.

"It's 70 degrees now. What the hell?"

Robin looked back at Raven again as another chill racked her body causing her to shake almost violently. He could feel the ache of her rattling bones echo through their bond and it made him wince. In one swift motion he detached his cloak and laid it over her body before pressing a button laid in the seams of the article. A quiet low hum began to emanate from a device within and he could feel the warmth it started to give off. Robin waited a moment until her shivering stopped then stood again and walked past Cyborg who was just staring dumbfounded at his cloak. He finally turned to find Robin tinkering with the latch to one of three metal boxes mounted on the long wall with the door.

"What are you doing, Robin?"

He asked as he approached. Robin didn't look up from his task as he responded.

"We need to find out what's causing the temperature to drop so rapidly. If it keeps going we might be in trouble.

Cyborg looked back at their wounded friend then back to Robin as he nodded.

"This is one of the old tunnel servicing stations for the sewer system and if I'm right one of these panels should house a computer terminal."

Cyborg caught on to his train of thought bringing a grin to his face.

"Which could have a network connection to the surface. I gotcha."

Cyborg jumped to the next panel extending a lock pick from one of his fingers and beginning to work away at the latch. Robin finished opening his to find a breaker box while Cyborg made quick work of his lock. Upon opening it he found an old monochromatic CRT screen complete with an attached keyboard and power strip.

"I got it."

He shouted as he flicked the red power toggle. To his dismay nothing happened. He flicked it a few more times just to be sure then slammed a fist into the wall.

"Dammit, no juice."

He could hear a few clicks to his right.

"Let me see if this breaker can help."

After a moment of Robin flipping switches the red toggle before him began to glow from the light behind it. He grinned as he flipped it once more and the old monitor sprung to life. Lines of green text began to stream across the box for a few moments before it blacked out again leaving a singular flashing green box.

"We're in business."

Cyborg opened a panel on his arm revealing a small coil of network cabling. He removed the connector and quickly found a port on the terminal to plug it into.

"Alright, I got a connection to the cities network. Good thinking, Robin."

Robin walked up beside him.

"See if you can bring up any of the camera feeds on the surface. Check network connections to government buildings, they should have plenty of outdoor surveillance."

Cyborg nodded as he typed away on the terminal searching through the connections and camera feeds. Once he found one that worked he entered the network path into his arm. After pressing enter the camera feed displayed on his arm. The two stared on at the image of an outdoor staircase in front of the courthouse. The steps seemed shallow and rounded and something seemed to be falling from the sky.

"Is that.. snow?"

Cyborg asked with confusion. Robin pondered for a moment as a hand returned to cradle his chin. He turned to look at Cyborg.

"Check the temperature again."

He nodded and switched back to view the temperature.

"Shit, it's 23 now."

Robin looked back at Raven, the heater in his cloak still working to warm her body. Cyborg continued to loom at his arm in disbelief.

"How is that even possible?"

Robin shook his head before making his way to the door. Cyborg looked up at him as he walked.

"I'll go topside and check it out. I'll also see if I can gather some food and other supplies. Something tells me we'll be down here for a bit."

Cyborg sighed as he scratched his head still trying to think of what could cause the strange occurrence. Once he processed Robin's words he froze and looked back at the spikey-haired leader.

"Wait, if you're going out what am I supposed to do?"

Robin briefly glanced at Raven before turning to face Cyborg. Peering behind him he remembers the shelves filled with electronics on the far wall.

"See if you can put together a space heater with those parts of the temperature keeps dropping that will be the only thing keeping us alive. I'll be back soon."

With that Robin was out the door leaving Cyborg to watch over the dark bird and tinker with the decades old electronics.