CH 2: Decisions
On the streets, they found nothing that proved Raven's innocence. Actually, everything they found pointed straight at her.
Robin and Cyborg worked on looking to see how the street had been damaged and other physical evidnence while
Beastboy and Starfire stayed with Raven, interviewing eyewitnesses. Everyone described the same thing. A flying cloaked
figure blowing up everything in sight with black powers. One person even pointed at Raven swearing on his mother's
grave that she was the one who did it, much to her personal mortification. At last, the sun began to set and the team
back together.
They all looked at Raven, who's mood had gone from bad to worse. She glared at them all from the shadows under her hood.
"I'm telling you, I didn't do it."
"I'd like to believe you Raven, but all the evidence points at you." Said Cyborg. "The attacks, the eyewitnesses, even the way the rocks are cut up. He held up half a cinderblock to prove his point. Beastboy leaned close to her, truly worried.
"You didn't really do it, did you?" It was a sincere question.
"No, I didn't! I never left my room!" She said through clenched teeth, trying hard not to lose her temper, afraid she might blow someone or something up.
Robin looked at her too. "Are you sure nothing weird's been happening? No black outs or anything?" Raven glared skeptically at him.
"No, nothing." She exhaled sharply. This was really beginning to try her patience. It was Star's turn to be skeptic.
"But, Robin, if she had been doing the 'blacking out', how would she remember?" Robin was taken aback.
"Uh, yeah. I'm sorry Raven, but I'm actually thinking you might have had something to do with it." Instantly he wished hadn't said anything, becasue Raven's eyes flowed and a fire-hydrant near-by erupted into a geyser of water.
"I didn't do anything! I could never hurt all those people!" The Titans backed away.
"Okay, we believe you for now, but they might not!" Cyborg yelled as he pointed to something behind Raven. She turned and her face fell from anger to shock. About ten heavily armored police cruisers were speeding towards then. They stopped and out sprang about thirty police men, the special division used for capturing shuper villains. The Titans were very familiar with them. Their guns were all pointed at Raven, who was watching all this with an expression of vague interest. Inside though, worry was eating her away like acid. Was this the cause of the feeling? Somehow, she knew there was more to come.
The Titans had no idea what to do. They stood all thinking the same thing. Should they break the law and help Raven out,
or stick to their code as heroes and stand by? Beastboy was having a meltdown, rescue her, don't rescue her. Rescue her
don't rescue her. Everything inside him was screaming 'help her' but he wasn't sure. What would he do?
The officers formed a cirlce around Raven, keeping their guns aimed perfectly. The Cheif, who's name was Tom Variole, stepped over to the Titans.
"Good work as ususal on catching the bad guy. We'll take over from here...wait." He did a quick head count on the Titans then looked at Raven, the pieces falling into place. "Isn't that your friend there? Raven or something? Tough luck. I guess we aren't all cut out for hero work." Raven continued surveying the police men, unsure of what to do herself. When she heard the cheif's words though, all desicions were made.