A/N: This chapter is not very long. It has Robin and Raven in it, so sorry if you were hoping for one of the other Titans. You will read what they are going through soon, though. And this chapter might be a bit crappy because I was kind of writing through writer's block and wasn't exactly motivated like I usually am. Please review anyways! Thanks!

Disclaimer: Teen Titans plus me does not equal ownership.

Chapter 5 Identity Crisis

He woke up with his whole body feeling as if it had been bashed against a couple walls. Robin wasn't very pleased to find himself in his new situation. We swore under his breath as his masked eyes quickly scanned over the metal restraints locking his wrists and ankles to the cold chair he was forced to be seated in. He tried a few useless pulls and twists to break free, but the teen knew he wasn't getting out of his new mess any time soon.

With a sweep of his eyes, Robin observed the room he was placed in. It was pretty spacious with blue tiled floors and bare white walls just like the hallways he had ran through before passing out. So he was still in the same place his team was. Like the hallways, it had no windows, just a large metal door facing Robin. The chair he was seated in was right in the middle of the large room. Nothing else was there, which was creepy on Robin's part.

For six whole hours absolutely no one showed up. At least in his other cell he could move around freely. Being forced to sit on a cold slab of metal was nerving Robin out to no end. He was bored and a worried wreck. His team was in trouble and he was stuck sitting in a chair for hours! Soon his back began to get sore from sitting in the same place. The word uncomfortable had an all new meaning to Robin by the time somebody finally came into the room.

Robin's head shot up when he heard the door slide open almost silently. A slim lady in a long white lab coat walked in with her black high heels clicking loudly on the tiled floor and creating a soft echo in the room. Her brown hair was pristinely pinned up in a tight bun, and she carried a clipboard in one arm. She flashed Robin a sweet smile as she walked up to him. He returned it with a small frown.

"Now, Robin, I'm going to slowly go through this with you," she told him in a kind voice that Robin didn't trust. "If you need some help or comfort, I'll be standing right here. Do not hesitate to confide in me." Her eerie nice smile never left her face as she said this.

"What is going on?" Robin barked. "What are you going to do to me?" He tried to keep the rising dread out of his voice as he struggled fruitlessly against his binds. They were going to do something bad to him no doubt. Robin's gut twisted in anxiety as his imagination went wild. It took all his will power to prevent himself from screaming in frustration.

"We are purifying your mind, Robin," the white coat lady said. She looked down to her clip board and said loudly, "Begin process."

"No, stop!" Robin shouted back, "Whatever you're doing is – Ah!"

Suddenly an explosion happened in Robin's head that cut him off from reality. A flash showed him in his mind's eye him as a kid in the circus with his parents. And just like that, the memory was gone. He couldn't remember any of that flashback. They were taking away his memory!

Before Robin could protest, more memories like the other flashed across his brain. The painful sparks stopped right before his remembrance of his parents' death. There was a second pause as he floated back to reality where he was sitting across from the lady. His head felt light from the memory wipe, but he could still make out the lady smiling warmly back at him as he panted in his seat.

"Please stop this!" he pleaded with her, his voice almost desperate. These memories were his life! "Stop the freaking process!" he screamed at her right before his mind was zapped once more, and he was thrown back to flashbacks that he thought he would never see again. They went all the way up till halfway through his life as Batman's sidekick before giving Robin another small break.

In those few seconds, Robin's brain went into overdrive. He clenched his jaw in perseverance as he thought everything through. They were erasing his memory for a reason. Without that memory, Robin knew he would be open to anything. He could be bended to anyone's will. Without a strict upbringing with the Batman and his love for his team, Robin knew he could so easily slip into the shoes of a criminal. But he wouldn't allow that. Desperate times calls for desperate measures. Robin was going to fight this thing, whatever was in his head, even if it killed him.

His mind plunged back into his flashback world. It hurt him profusely to do so, but Robin managed to force his mind not to give the eraser some of his memoirs. Quickly, the thing that was controlling his mind spat Robin back into realism. The lady wasn't smiling anymore. She was staring at Robin with confusion in her brown eyes.

Robin winced as he was taken back and forth between these two worlds. The process was agonizing on Robin's head, giving him the feeling of his skull being split into two. Sometimes he let loud yells as striking pain attacked his brain to try and make him submit to the process. The whole thing was destroying all of Robin's energy, and soon he was fighting for his very life. Every muscle of his strength was put into blocking this thing in his head.

This battle for survival lasted an hour, but seemed like a year for Robin. The boy had fought with everything he had to successfully keep half his memories. His mind hung desperately onto those he had left, never letting them go for a second in fear the eraser would return to gobble them up like it did with the rest of his life.

"Mind wipe complete," a mechanical voice emotionlessly echoed throughout the room. Robin felt the presence of the eraser menace vanish as he was placed back into the room.

Suddenly the weight of what had just happened pressed upon Robin. He fought back the tears that overwhelmed him. His whole body felt like it was dead. The boy squeezed his eyes shut; focusing on controlling his irreverent breathing so he didn't have to deal with the pain he had been forced into. So much was lost. So much apart of him was gone. His heart ached for those memories he loved and loathed because even those ones he hated defined him as greatly as the good ones.

"Okay, Robin," the lady said softly. Robin was shivering uncontrollably in his seat, struck by some unknown cold force. He lifted his throbbing head to look at the lady and saw her bending down close to him, concern in her wide eyes. "That was really bumpy for you, I know, and I'm really sorry."

Robin couldn't bear to look at her anymore. He glared down at his knees and tried not show his internal and external pain that was perpetually attacking his body. "Bumpy" was an extreme understatement. It had been one of Robin's hardest battles yet. He was just thankful to actually be alive.

"Now I just need you to hang on for a few more minutes as we give you something that will make you feel better, alright sweetheart?" she said.

Robin couldn't even say a simple no as his mind was flung back into the flashback world. He clutched onto his stored memories like his life depended on them. But this world was different. Whatever was in his brain now wasn't taking anything from him. It was actually giving him artificial memories.

Robin watched in curiosity as he was given flashes of a life living in the structure he was now in. He was bestowed a whole new identity that was in cahoots with the people owning the building. Robin realized that because he still had other memories, he could easily tell the difference between his real life and the latest being showed to him. Things were about to get very interesting.

When he was spit back into reality, Robin had everything he could ever hope for on information on the place he was trapped in. But he would have to play their sick game for as long as he could. He would have to actually be this new person they had tried to make him into. Once he formed a plan, though, he'd be out with his team in the blink of an eye. Even though he had a wonderful opportunity placed in front of him, he was in the most dangerous seat. One wrong move could kill him.

"Do you feel better now?" the lady asked while lightly patting Robin's back. The teen hid his sly, revengeful smile by lowering his head after giving a faint nod. They were all going to pay for doing this to him and his team. And with that promise to himself, Robin welcomed the serenity of the darkness as he blacked out.

-Raven-

As Robin was worrying himself over for the six hours on his torture seat, Raven was hard at work at trying to identify the building the team had been taken to. Somehow the people who had put her into this cell knew she could create portals because she couldn't come up with one after about a full hour of trying. She would have to resort to her greater, more powerful magic.

She tried for hours to cast her astro self outside her walls. It was difficult, but she saw that it was possible. She took a two hour break then finally levitated a foot off her cell's floor in the lotus position. She closed her eyes and blocked the world out from around her.

With the light whisper of her words, Raven suddenly found her soul self outside her body. Without glancing back at her earthly stoic form, Raven raced ahead with all her power to go through the walls that contained her. There was no sound as she struggled against the barrier.

With one last push, she was through and zipping in every direction as quickly as she could to memorize the place her captives had put her in. She then flew out of the building and surprisingly found herself in the middle of the ocean. They were below ground! With a new burst of energy, she took off to the surface, racing against the five minute clock that was slowly ticking downward against her. If she didn't make it back to her body in that amount of time, she could be stuck in her astro form for the rest of her life.

It didn't take long for her to find out that the entrance to the building was on a lonely island. The island was mixed in with the hundreds that made up Indonesia. Raven didn't waste as she time to speed off Tokyo to find Gene. He needed to know where to go if he wanted to rescue them. Robin hadn't told the sorceress that he had sent Kid Wicked and Red X to Gene, but Raven had picked up his thoughts toward his goal before her leader passed out.

Raven found Gene storming out of a restaurant. He didn't look very happy, but she didn't care. She had very little time left. The girl plunged herself into Gene, fully bombarding his every thought and emotion. There was a second where she saw his past. Something like sympathy overcame her astro mind as all she saw was pain. Naturally, Raven overcame all of Gene's anger and mixed matched feelings as she took control over him.

Hey! Gene's panicked voice screamed at her. What are you doing? Is that you, Raven?

"Yes, it is me," Raven said out loud in her own voice. Some early risers glanced at her. She was in a guy's body with a girl's voice. Strange enough, the concept didn't disturb the public. "I do not have much time left, Gene. I need to tell you where the Titans and others are being held."

Well, go ahead, quickly! Gene's voice told her. It felt awkward to have his body run by someone else, but he knew it would only last less than a minute.

"I'm going to give you some of my memory of the place you need to go," Raven explained in a rush of words. She had so little time left! "We are in a very dire situation! Please hurry!"

Before Gene could ask anything, Raven flung herself away from the body. For a second she heard Gene give a loud gasp as he was returned with control of his body and mind without any warning at all. She felt his stare as he watched her fly away at a death defying speed. Then she was racing across the lands and the ocean, back to her body, competing against time.

Coming back through the wall was easier than coming out. Raven rushed past the wall and collided violently with her body with a few seconds to spare. She gasped while falling to the floor with her cape snapping as it jerked behind her. For a minute all she could do was lay there, too weak to get up. She had cut the timing very close.

Finally, a smile crossed her features as she realized she had done something productive for her team. Raven knew Gene would let nothing stop him now from coming and rescuing them. He had the flare of determination in him just like Robin. Oh, she hoped with everything in her for her leader to be okay.

A/N: I know, boring last two chapters. I swear the plot picks up on the next one, though. More fight scenes are to come too! Please review! Thanks!