CH.4

Beast Boy:

He was floored. Not only had Raven survived, but so had Robin. He had long since thought them dead. As they got into the Sweeper, they latched the door closed so that they could sleep. As night rolled over the deadly desert, Robin told them to sleep in their own room. There were four different rooms at the very back, complete with a large bed, but no blanket. The managed to find some stored away. Deciding on not questioning where they came from, they each took one and went to their own room. Beast Boy lay on his back, blanket next to him. He didn't need one. Years of sleeping in Africa left him hot natured; one of the many reasons he had decided to sleep in his boxers once again like he did in the past. It didn't take long, but his door soon opened slowly. Raven slowly crept to his bed and lay down next to him.

Beast Boy smiled and rolled over. He had thought he heard something heavy land with a small thump on the ground as she had come in, but he wasn't sure. He put his arm around her side and placed it on her stomach. Her bare stomach. Beast Boy's eyes flew open and felt Raven cuddle up closer. She reached over him and threw the blanket over them both. Beast Boy decided to call upon some bravery and let his hand slowly roam upward. There wasn't an article of clothing to be found. His rough thumb came into contact with the bottom of her left breast and he froze, tensing slightly. Raven was too tired to notice and cuddled closer, pushing her naked rear against Beast Boy's crotch. She sighed in contentment and fell asleep. Beast Boy decided to stop acting like a kid and hugged her close. She was his now anyway. He buried his face in her still dirty hair. Somehow, her natural smell was still there and was just as intoxicating.

The next morning, Raven's eyes peeked open. She slowly turned over and saw Beast Boy fast asleep. She smiled and giggled quietly before kissing his nose. His eyes scrunched and he yawned loudly before blearily opening his eyes.

"Morning," Raven said lovingly as she gazed down upon him. Her head was resting on her hand and her elbow was just above them resting on the pillow. Beast Boy noticed first that she was still nude and a certain part of his anatomy responded with the hallelujah chorus. He finally saw her in all her glory from the waist up. Her hips lusciously formed under the blanket and he could just make them out. Her toned stomach moved out and in with her light breathing and her breasts, oh wow; Beast Boy was amazed and ravished her with his eyes. Her C-34 cup breasts lay exposed and full. They looked so soft and seemed to be begging to be touched. Beast Boy felt his mouth water as he continued to drink her in. Her nipples were large and erect, with large dark purple circles surrounding them. He forced himself to look up and away from the heavenly sight to her thin, and delicate looking neck. Then to her smirking face. Her entire body was his for the taking, but now was not the time. His mouth, he knew was slightly agape, but he couldn't find the will power to close it.

"Beast Boy, you're turning me on. Keep it up and you just might get raped," Raven purred teasingly. Beast Boy flinched slightly, making Raven smirk even more. Beast Boy smiled and leaned in, licking and nibbling at her exposed neck. Raven's eyes closed and she bit her bottom lip slightly to keep from moaning.

"You can't rape the willing," he said huskily and backed away. Raven pouted and he crawled over her, purposefully letting his thumb graze her nipple, making her gasp in surprise. He also managed to let his other hand graze just where her womanhood was. When he turned around fully dressed, Raven was glaring at him.

"That was mean," she growled. Beast Boy shrugged with an evil smile.

"You'll live," he stated and left the room. Robin walked out at the exact same time.

"Hey Rob, come help me catch breakfast," he said. Robin raised an eyebrow.

"In the desert?" he asked. Beast Boy grabbed his shirt and jokingly pushed him to the door. Robin was surprised at how strong Beast Boy had gotten.

"Course. The desert is teeming with life. Ya just got to know where to look," he said and closed the door behind them. As soon as they were outside in the light, Robin caught onto something.

"Wait… you said catch. Aren't you still a vegetarian?" he asked.

"Not anymore Robin. I had to beef up for the army and vegetables just aren't muscle builders man. I had to force myself a few times, but I got used to the taste and now I eat it everyday. Plus if you're in the desert, you need meat to help keep your strength up," he replied. Beast Boy stood stock still, sniffing the air. What was on the menu for this morning? Scorpion? No, not enough. His nose caught onto something and he smiled. Breakfast was served.

"Come on. We have to work together for this one," he said and was off, running into the desert. Robin followed suit. They cleared the sand dune and Beast Boy halted, looking at the ground.

"Sidewinder. Rattlesnake," Beast Boy said. There it was, not twenty feet away, slithering across the desert.

"Come on," Beast Boy said and unsheathed his Arabic sword. He ran up and got in front of it. It stopped and hissed.

"Need you to distract it so I can cut off its head. These things are fast at dodging," Beast Boy said to Robin as he caught up. Robin threw some sand at it. The snake hissed at him and quicker than Robin had ever seen him move, Beast Boy sliced the head off in one swift movement. He grabbed the plump body of the snake and handed it to Robin.

"I suppose you know how to skin an animal? I smell a Gila monster not fifty feet away. We'll have both since we're feeding three," he said. Robin ran off back to camp and Beast Boy went in search of the Gila monster, bloody sword in hand. Robin got back and grabbed a sharp piece of one of the blown up ships. He sat down in the shade of the Sweeper and heard Raven come out. Her hair was wet, along with her body.

"You would not believe what I found," she said in shock and amazement.

"What?" asked Robin, though he had already guessed; he just wanted to hear it from her lips in case he was disappointed.

"A shower," she whispered. Robin's electric blue eyes widened and he threw her the bloody snake body and sharp shrapnel.

"Skin it! I'm taking a shower," he yelled and was gone so fast, it would have made Kid flash blush. Raven looked at the dead body and then the shrapnel. She shrugged and commenced to skinning. Beast Boy was back in minutes with a headless Gila monster. He plopped down next to Raven and breathed deeply.

"I see that those barbaric aliens have inserted a shower," he stated. Raven nodded as she held the skinned snake. Beast Boy grabbed the bloody shrapnel and began to skin his own reptile.

"Can you please start a fire Raven?" he asked as he skinned. Raven looked around.

"With what?" she asked with a frown. Beast Boy sighed. He handed her the now skinned Gila monster and walked off. Minutes later, he came back with a bundle of sticks and a piece of glass. Where the sticks came from was anyone's guess. He threw them on the ground and held the glass over them. Soon, smoke curled from them and a fire was merrily crackling. Getting more sticks, Beast Boy made two separate spits and began to cook the skinned animals after cleaning them out. When they were done, they ate them plain, but the smoke had added a hint of taste. After finishing, the wiped their hands and boarded the Sweeper. Raven turned on the screen. Two dots that had been in Finland and Russia were now gone.

"Robin… Beast Boy, come see this," she said. They came over and noticed immediately what it meant.

"They're either taken hostage or dead," Robin said stonily.

"I'm going with hostage," Beast Boy said.

"Then let's get into space and see what we can see," Raven said and fired up the Sweeper.

Robin:

He was looking out the window as clouds flew by. In seconds, the clear blue that they were flying into was exchanged for black and stars began to wink into view one by one. Soon, with a shudder of the ship, the passed through the atmosphere. The gargantuan ship hovered there, just behind the moon.

"There she is guys," Raven said pointing, "We have to slip in unnoticed, search the entire thing and find our friends. Then get back to the ship, down to earth, and fight on familiar soil." Beast Boy and Robin came up and looked out at the ship, to each other, and then in unison to Raven with a look that said they thought she had lost her mind.

"Are you shitting me?" Robin asked with his eyebrows raised, "That ship is a small world. It's only a tenth smaller than our own planet. That could take five months, no, years to find them!" He was waving his arms for emphasis. Raven nodded, eyes still on the ship.

"Yep, and we're going to do it in one day," she said. Robin walked back to the place that had served as his room and closed the door. From inside, they heard vomiting.

"Since when did you get so optimistic?" Beast Boy asked.

"Boosting my troop's moral. You sorta pick up on it," she replied still looking at the ever approaching ship. Beast Boy sat down there on the floor.

"It's not possible what you're asking Raven," he said, "Robin's right. But he might be off by about three years. It might take seven years. Robin saying five years was the limit for his optimism. I don't think we can last for five, let alone seven, years on there with the enemy searching for us." Raven shrugged.

"It'll have to be done," she said. Robin was still in his room, head in the toilet. He lifted his head out. This couldn't be happening. There was just no way; no…. way that it could be done. What she was talking about was suicide. Where would they stay? Where would they sleep? He opened his mouth and gave a gurgled yell as more vomit flew from his already burning throat. He groaned again as he flushed. It was rather interesting how these aliens wanted to wipe them out completely, and yet they adopted the human ways of living…. almost. He sighed before he gargled some water and spit it out. Then he walked out of the room and saw the two love birds conversing. They looked up as he walked in. Raven was still sitting in the revolving driver's chair and Beast Boy sat next to it, arms thrown behind him to support his weight as he leaned back.

"Are we still doing it?" he asked. He didn't sound or look it anymore, but he was still scared shitless. Raven nodded. The giant mother ship loomed ever closer. Like a giant spider reeling in the fly. Robin gulped as Raven pressed a few buttons and darkened the windows. The ship settled with a light thump and the engine died. The docking bay was completely empty, save for the occasional guard that walked on his rounds. Raven looked out the one way window and counted. It took exactly a minute for a guard to reappear. That meant that there was much more than one. Maybe there were two, she didn't really know. She studied the layout, taking in every metallic crate, every grain of space dust, every mouse sized cockroach. It was vital since they had only a minute to run, take cover, wait for the guard to disappear, and run off again. They couldn't kill them, because what happened if more guards came to relieve them, they'd be noticed with the disappearance of a few guards. Killing was out of the question for now.

"What's up?" Beast Boy's voice came at her left. His smell invaded her nostrils and she had to try hard to keep from smiling.

"Guards walk every one minute. We can't kill them and we have to make it to that elevator just over there," she said pointing where a smaller and slimmer alien was rolling large carts on a hoverboard. She had come from another room just next to it.

"After we block off that door so as we don't have any unexpected visitors," Robin added, also pointing. Raven checked that she had ammo in her gun. Beast Boy did the same and both he and Raven pocketed them before unsheathing their machete and Arabic sword. Robin put his gun over his shoulder and tightened the strap. He walked to the long rack of crude weapons and found two long daggers that shone like diamonds and had golden handles. He grinned as he also strapped on the sheaths. Raven and Beast Boy waited for him by the door. When he had his daggers ready, Raven waited till the first alien walked out of sight, then she pressed the button. The door opened silently, no hiss, clunk, or squeal. They jumped nimbly with the practiced ease that they had learned in the years of the war and as Titans.

Bent over, they ran; sword, machete, and daggers at the ready. They made it to a crate and Beast Boy changed into a gorilla, picked it up, and silently placed it in front of the doors. Then he changed back and they were through the self opening doors before the other alien had even rounded the corner. As the doors closed silently, they found themselves in a pure white metal hallway that seemed on an incline upward. They followed the path up, keeping an eye out for anything that moved. They couldn't afford to kill anything if they could help it. Raven was taking up the front, Beast Boy in the middle, and Robin in the rear. The lighting was dim but seeable. Single file they tip toed through the world sized ship. Every sound made them jump in fear and tense up. They took a quick left, eyes always roaming, and hands never relaxing on the handles of their blades. They stopped at a four way intersection and looked left, right, and straight ahead. Then the steady click-click of the aliens could be heard. Though it echoed loudly, it sounded like only one was on patrol. Robin looked over their shoulders and saw one alien make a turn dead ahead. He was a good twenty feet away. He stopped, mouth open in shock.

Robin didn't hesitate. He had hesitated in the past… fifteen men were slaughtered as a result. He had never hesitated since. He gripped the blade's handle and threw it. It whistled over Beast Boy's and Raven's shoulders and made a satisfying splat in the alien's throat. The Titans were at his side as he grabbed at the blade's handle, kicking his legs, mouth wide open and tongue hanging out. Blood flew out as he tried to yell or speak. All that was managed was a splutter. He finally stopped moving and went limp. Robin bent down, unhooked the alien's fingers from the dagger and wrenched it from the neck.

"We killed one," Beast Boy whispered, "We were not supposed to do that." Robin rounded on him, fierce whisper sounding more like an enraged snake.

"Would you rather I'd let the entire ship fall on our heads from the amount of problems we'd of had if I had not stopped him from screaming?!" he snarled with his fingers tightening on the handle of the daggers, knuckles turning white. Beast Boy raised his hands in defeat, not wanting to argue. Raven opened a dark portal that sucked the alien in.

"Where did you send him?" Beast Boy asked curiously.

"Outer space," she replied with a shrug as if it were no big deal. They continued on until they reached the "T" shaped crossing. Ahead led through a doorway. Beast Boy walked through in curiosity. As soon as he crossed the threshold, it sealed over and the wall shrank to cover it.

"Beast Boy!" Raven cried in shock. Beast Boy's mouth fell open as well and he attempted to shoulder his way through, but the wall was solid. Raven attempted to open a portal to take him out, but they heard loud echoing clicking noises.

"Shit," Robin cursed and grabbed Raven's arm.

"This way," he whispered, nodding to the right.

"But Beast-" she began, but Robin interrupted her.

"He's been without us for five years, he can handle himself. Now let's go," he whispered more urgently as the clicking got louder. Raven gave one fleeting glance at where the door had once been and followed Robin down the corridor. Robin dragged her down the corridor and took random turns, not caring where it took them. That is until he smacked face first into the chest plate of a large alien, leading a patrol somewhere. Robin stepped back, eyes wide.

"Not good," he said in a squeaky voice. The alien hissed and attacked, his comrades at his back.

Cyborg:

Cyborg had his head in his hands, sitting on his bench. They had allowed Starfire a few minutes to say goodbye before being moved to a different cell. Now he could hear the sounds of her enraged and fear filled screams. Then and alien walked into his cell as the bars disappeared. He didn't bother attacking. There were six aliens flanking him. This alien had a crude sword at his waist. He seemed to smile, but these aliens had no lips so it was hard to tell.

"I am Zeng," he said placing a long fingered hand on his chest. He sounded highly educated and had a deep guttural voice instead of a hiss.

"I feel we are going to be very good friends, don't you?" he asked. Cyborg stared at him like he had lost his ever lovin mind. Zeng snapped his fingers and a chair was brought out for him. He sat down and sighed. He leaned forward, staring into Cyborg's human and robotic eye.

"How do you feel?" he asked. Cyborg was going to come back with a smart ass quip, but instead, he found his mouth speaking for him.

"Fine… little tired though." His eyes widened.

"The fuck?" he asked in a shocked voice. Zeng showed his teeth. He had to be smiling.

"Good. Now… who is Raven?" he asked. Cyborg slapped both hands over his mouth with wide eyes. Five soldiers came and wrenched them away from his mouth and held him under submission.

"Raven is a half demon from another dimension," he began clearly; "She came here looking for acceptance. We met in the oddest of ways and became best friends. Her mother, Arella, is dead now, but her demon father, Trigon the Terrible, still remains alive banished from earth. She's about eighteen and a half years old. She enjoys Edgar Allen Poe books, dark poetry, medieval romance novels, any large book, meditating to control her emotions. Her powers are controlled by her emotions see. The more she feels, the more energy is created. Her temper is her weakness however. Get her to lose it and she will be subjected to failure. She is in love with Beast Boy and would do anything for him. She is a telekinetic and empath. But she relies more on magic than anything else. Basically, she's a Goth. She loves the color blue… dark blue… like a sapphire color. Her natural form is a raven… naturally. She used to have a meditation mirror… but I have no idea what happened to it. She knows countless martial arts, earthen and Azerathian. Oh, and her home planet, which is in a different dimension, is called Azerath. Why?" He would have killed himself. He had just given Raven's deepest secrets that only he and the others knew. How? Why?

"Because I need to know all about my future wife if I'm to own her and rule with her," he said with a nasty grin of showing his teeth. Cyborg was enraged. Marry Raven? Over his, her, Beast Boy's, and everyone else's dead bodies maybe.

"She'd rather die," he hissed angrily. He grinned once again.

"I won't allow it. We need her so that we can remain alive," he said. Cyborg made a noise deep in his throat and spat in the creature's face, glaring defiantly. The monster slowly wiped it away, looked at it and backhanded Cyborg's face. Cyborg felt like he'd just been hit by a cement mixer. This guy could make Superman look like a four year old in tights! Cyborg felt his consciousness fading.

"Thanks for the info on Raven. Now we know her weaknesses and strengths. All we need to capture her," Zeng said nastily. As He felt the darkness envelope him like a black blanket, his last thought crossed through his head. What have I done?

Starfire:

She lifted her head. She was alone. Not sure if her friends were alive or not. They had already interrogated her about Raven. But being a Tameranian, the truth serum didn't work. They had beaten her relentlessly and yet, she did not let a single word flow past her lips… not again after she had already given Raven away. They had left her bruised and bleeding, her hair matted with dried blood, a fat bottom lip, a bruised gut and an even larger bruise on her left leg. Her right wrist she was sure was sprained. They had to have super human strength to do this, she thought. She lay curled up in a corner, shaking and sobbing. Three aliens stood in front of her cell when a fourth walked up and pushed a plate underneath. It was full of food she had seen on her planet and earth. She fell upon it and ate greedily. They had neglected her food the entire day after her last dinner at night.

As she drank and ate… she thought she tasted something weird. She stopped with bread she had just torn off still in her mouth. The bread was inches from her mouth. She chewed experimentally and immediately spit it out. They had not been injecting the serum… they had given it to her and she had taken it as willingly as if she had given them her soul. She pushed the plate away and crawled back to her cold metal corner. She curled up once again and waited for her demise she knew would come sooner… if not later. She fell asleep and dreamed that she was in a dark room full of aliens. They were hissing, firing their guns. Some were screeching as they were killed by… something that whistled. There was a whistle that marked the demise of every alien. It was death on swift wings. She curled up tighter, sure that the whistling noise would come to her next. But instead, she heard her name.

Whatever had made the whistling noise was calling to her. In fear, she curled up as tight as possible. Then more fiercely: Starfire! Starfire, wake up! Her eyes snapped open. She peeked over her shoulder, toward the three standing aliens. But instead, there stood Beast Boy, his goofy grin in place and holding a bloody sword that was dripping onto the floor.

"Hey," he said still smiling. Starfire's eyes grew wider than expected.

"Friend Beast Boy!" she called. Beast Boy's eyes roamed over her body, a dark look replaced his happy face.

"They beat you," he said. It wasn't a question. He slammed his fist into the computer on the side. It fizzled and the bars flickered before dieing completely. Starfire flew out and attached her arms to his neck, hugging tightly.

"Easy Star," Beast Boy gasped as he turned purple, "I'm still human here." She backed up and looked embarrassed.

"I am sorry Friend Beast Boy. I have thought you snuffed for five years," she said.

"It's ok. Listen, we're caught I know it. If they don't know we're here, they do now. Those guns blasting will have caught attention," Beast Boy said, a trace of fear in his voice. Starfire nodded.

"Keep close and use as much anger as possible. Killing is our only option now-a-days," he said. Starfire nodded again, to shocked to speak. Beast Boy; caring, loving Beast Boy was choosing to kill.

"Let's go. We have to find Cy and then the other two," he said. Starfire's eyes went wide as she ran with Beast Boy, her hair flying behind her from underneath her hat.

"Friend Robin is alive?!" she asked in amazement. Beast Boy spared a glance as they ran down the corridor.

"Yes, as is Raven. But if we don't find them all and regroup, none of us will see tomorrow," he said. Starfire nodded in understanding. Her fists began to glow green with anger. They would not harm Robin. And if they did, they'd die slow and painfully… she'd see to that personally.

Raven:

They were running as fast as their legs would carry them. After their run in, Robin had to kill three before running. Raven followed only too willingly. They stopped and leaned against the walls, panting with their tongues practically hanging out of their mouths.

"I think…… we lost em," Robin stated. Raven heard the distinct clicking noise and groaned loudly before pushing herself from the wall. As they continued running, she glared at Robin next to her.

"Famous last words," she commented darkly. They put the steam on faster and rounded a corner into a storage room. It was a good five stories large and a whole football field long. They jumped behind large crates and listened as the troops hunting them ran by. They sat facing each other, still panting. Robin's knees were up and his arms were resting on them as he stared at Raven. Raven had her head against the crate and was leaning back, using her arms for support. Her breasts were accented by her laborious breathing. She to stared at Robin.

"Now what "Oh fearless leader"?" she asked. Robin rubbed his chin and brought the dagger in his left hand up. He brought it swishing down and into the crate behind him. He began to slowly carve a rugged circle in the wood. He finally punched his way in and took it out to find fresh oranges roll out. Raven's eyes widened.

"Eat. I'm hungry," he stated. He peeled one orange and tossed it to her. As they ate, an alarm began to blare, causing both teens to jump.

"What the hell?" Raven asked with a mouth full of orange. Robin shrugged. The clicking noise of the aliens running through the ship could be heard. Something had spooked them. Suddenly, the ceiling shook with a muffled explosion. They both looked up simultaneously. Raven swallowed her orange. Then, it was all quiet. Not a sound could be heard. No alarm, no crash, no explosion, and best of all, no clicking. They both looked at each other in unison.

"What the hell?" Raven repeated. Robin shrugged. Then a loud explosion shook the entire ship. Rave and Robin stumbled into crates, heads flying upward to see the ceiling crumbling and a gigantic ship crashing through, bursting into flames as it went.

"Shit!" Robin yelled. Raven was a tad more colorful.

"Fuck!" she cried as they both jumped in different direction. As they landed, so did the fire engulfed Sweeper. Crushed crates sent their jagged bits of wood in all directions, cutting Robin's right shoulder and Raven's left leg. The Sweeper landed nose first, cutting into the floor and stopping, standing straight up. Now noises and battle cries could be heard. Laser guns were fired and animal roars and cries could be heard. An alien screamed in agony as he fell through the fifteen by fifteen large hole and landed on top of the Sweeper. Sparks flew as he fell through the melting metal and his cries ceased. Raven and Robin looked back up to see more aliens fighting off what looked like three people. Or more like two people and one T-rex. Raven grabbed Robin by the scruff of his neck and flew up to join her friends. The aliens had backed off and one with a crude looking sword stepped forward as she and Robin flew out of the hole and next to their friends.

"Humans!" he cried in his loud and deep voice, brandishing his shining and crude sword at them, "Surrender and you shall all live to serve us. It is pointless to fight when we are so evenly matched." Robin stepped forward, but Beast Boy beat him to it. It was normal to hate these creatures, but he seemed to have a hatred that was reserved specifically for this one alien. When he snarled, it was deep in his throat and laced with such outrage and loathing venom that the others were surprised that the alien didn't snuff it right then.

"Fuck off dickhead! We surrender to nothing! We will destroy this ship and you all with it! And you will keep your scaly, slimy, disgusting claws off of my girlfriend!" He shouted. The alien seemed to smile… or what passed for one. Raven took the chance to glance around. They were back in the hanger. That explained the ship falling through the floor. Then she remembered what Beast Boy had said. What did this alien want with her?

"Your girlfriend? Oh I see. You must speak of our future queen and my future wife… Raven," he said with a smug look. Raven's mouth fell open and her face resembled one of shock, but mostly with disgust.

"Over my… dead… body," Beast Boy snarled through his teeth.

"That can be arranged," the alien said coldly. He leaped at Beast Boy, sword swishing down. Beast Boy blocked and parried. The other Titans leapt into the battle, eager to spill blood. The aliens followed suit, just as eager to do the same. Robin was slicing stomachs, bursting hearts, and breaking necks. Cyborg crushed them and vaporized them. Starfire did the same as Cyborg while Raven sliced them wide open with her machete. Beast Boy blocked another attack and twirled, kicking outward and catching the alien in the side. Zeng fell back and managed to block an attack made to his neck.

"You're fast human," he commented with an evil laugh. He sliced Beast Boy's arm, ripping flesh with his jagged blade. Beast Boy cried out and leapt away, examining his wound. It throbbed painfully as blood flowed endlessly over his arm and bare chest.

"But I am faster. I wonder why Raven chose you as a mate. Such a pathetic weakling," Zeng tormented him. Beast Boy's eyes blazed with fire and he clenched his teeth. He leapt forward with a war cry and sliced at Zeng's shoulder. He managed to get the strap and watched as his armor hung loosely on him. While blocking and parrying more of Beast Boy's attacks, he ripped his chest armor from himself and threw it aside. Beast Boy saw the scaly abs that protruded and he wanted nothing more than to rip his sword through them and watch his guts spill into his hands. Zeng was actually getting worried as he fought with Beast Boy. The human had speed and agility. Plus he was small… it would be hard to block attacks at the legs. Raven was busy slicing one alien in half when she saw Beast Boy slice Zeng's chest. It wasn't deep, but it made blood flow.

Zeng kicked his T-rex feet into Beast Boy's chest, causing him to fly back and land on the ground. He slid all the way to the hole, stopping in time for his head, arms, and hair to dangle backwards over it. He gazed over his shoulder and tried to get up. He had lost his sword when he had been kicked. And breathing hurt bad. That was definitely a rib or two. Zeng's foot landed on Beast Boy's chest, pinning him down and placing the tip of his sword just under Beast Boy's chin. His adam's apple bobbed as he gulped. Sweat drenched his body, making him shine in the dull light. Raven couldn't see what was being said, but she had just seconds before Beast Boy was beheaded. An alien charged her and she picked him up with her powers. She twirled him once before letting him fly. Zeng was just making the sword come in a windmill motion to cut off Beast Boy's head. But just as the blade connected with Beast Boy's neck, the alien collided none too softly with his commanding officer. They both flew over Beast Boy, causing the sword to barely nick his neck. Zeng lost hold as he, his comrade, and the sword went spiraling into the storage room.

"Uh, nyaa, AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Zeng yelled as he fell. Beast Boy rolled onto his stomach and watched as Zeng's comrade fell through the still burning Sweeper and Zeng hit a crate. The crash of splintering wood could be heard all the way into the battle filled room above. Zeng didn't move a muscle as he lay on his back eagle spread. He was most sincerely dead. Raven was at Beast Boy's side, yelling at him to move. The others had killed the aliens, but reinforcements were coming. Beast Boy finally tore his eyes from Zeng's body and ran to the Sweeper. As soon as they were in, it tore off toward earth. As it was on autopilot, Starfire dragged Robin to his room. She needed a shower and she wasn't going alone.

"I need someone to wash my back," she hinted with a wink. Robin didn't resist. He merely smiled like a jackass as he let her lead him to the room. Cyborg also took one, leaving Raven and Beast Boy in his room. Beast Boy was on top of Raven kissing her heatedly. She was returning it with just as much passion. They had fought death and came out together strong. But tonight, he would not take her innocence… no no. He had plenty of time for her to be his fully. He covered them with the blanket and pulled her close. Raven inhaled his scent of pine. She exhaled a sigh as she fell asleep, head on his chest. She moaned one last thing before sleep claimed her.

"I love you."

hey guys. im sorry for the wait. bad news to. I hate it so much. im a senior in high school and I need to do my stuff. be a while for next chapter