Disclaimer: I own neither the Teen Titans nor the Wizard of Oz.

Author's Note: I am so pleased with this story so far. I know I should be working on Teen Titans-Titans No More Vol. 2 but its such a dark kind of story and in it I find myself searching for a bit of color and what better place to find that then in the land of Oz, eh? Lol, well anyway I want to thank those of you that have read, reviewed, favorited and alerted this story thus far. I hope it will continue to hold your interest, and entice more of you to do so with every chapter. Well anyway without further ado…

Teen Titans-

The Wizard of Oz

Chapter 2

The Cyclone

"Where did you guys disappear too?" asked Robin from the couch his eyes never leaving the big screen as he had a game controller in hand, and was obviously just beginning to get engrossed in one his favorite video games, Bruce Lee Quest of the Dragon.

"Sorry Rob, Man…." Started Cyborg from the doorway but he trailed off as he watched Raven who had been, well not un-oddly silent for the rest of the walk home but still, walk out of the living room without so much as word. Normally he was sure she would have apologized as well…Cyborg really couldn't figure what was wrong with this picture but it all had a vaguely familiar sense to it, like deje- vu. Cy took a seat beside Robin, and half watched him play as he thought about things some more.

While Beastboy took a different approach and took off from the living room himself, literally in fact as the changeling had morphed into a small green fly and decided to do some spying. He snickered to himself in fly form as he thought 'Don't mind me I'm just a fly on the wall' and crawled under the crack in Raven's door where he immediately took up post in a dark corner of the ceiling to observe his team mate.

Raven to his surprise was sitting with one leg tucked under her and the other leg bent out, a few hard back somewhat worn looking green books with gold lettering of some kind were at her feet and she was holding one affectionately with a sort of sad look on her face, as she traced the gold letters with one finger gently. Her deep violet eyes looked poignantly down at the book in hand as she changed positions with a heavy sigh so she was lying with them she again traced the gold letters of the one still in her hands and then looked back to the others spread across her bed that she was now eye length with. The bag with the silver slippers sat next to the side of her round bed where she sat, and the green fly on her wall watched silently transfixed as Raven slowly pulled herself up and pulled out the shoe box as she gently lifted the lid, and as she did this Raven felt the change in the weather, her eyes turned from a poignant deep violet to a more apprehensive amethyst as she turned her head to the window to see the clouds forming and the grey overtaking the sky.

As if in a daze Raven plucked up the shoes and holding them to her chest walked over to her window and gazed out over the island. The wind had obviously picked up from the north and Raven could hear its low wail just like she imagined the girl in her book had. 'Wait' thought Raven eerily. 'This can't be like that…if… if this is like the book then…' and as if right on queue with the dark sorceresses thoughts something strange happened.

The tower seemed to rise, lurch and whirl around two or three times, as Raven felt herself slip backward from the window and run into Beastboy who had just morphed back into his human form.

"What's going on?!" he asked rather loudly over the wind as he caught the girl from behind and the two sat on the floor quite taken aback.

"I…I don't really know!" Raven shouted back, so taken aback with the strange happenings that she didn't think to ask the changeling when he'd gotten there or how he'd gotten in without her noticing.

"We need to get to the others!" shouted Beastboy already crawling towards the door as best he could.

Raven nodded and proceeded to do the same but then she heard a rather loud crash downstairs as the tower whirled around again. She stopped crawling and shuttered openly grabbing Beastboy and shaking her head. "Never mind that, we need to get some place safe from falling objects! "She cried and then pointed. "Like under my bed!"

Beastboy hesitated but his mind was made up for him when he saw Raven's theatre masks statue fall over and get smashed, as more of her books started to fall from her bookcase with the towers movement. Raven scrambled after Beastboy under the bed, but not before grabbing one of the green books she'd been staring at off the top of her bed first. So, now the two titans were lying face to face under the sorceress's bed hiding from a cyclone they were in the center of as Raven clutched both the green book and silver slippers to her chest as if her life depended on it.

"Raven!" Beastboy tried shouting again. "What the hell is going on?!"

"I- I'm not sure Beastboy but I think it's my fault!" she shouted back.

"What do you mean?!" he cried back in response over the wind as he hid his head under his hands scared. Beastboy had always hated storms especially tornados and he'd hoped he'd never have to find himself in the middle of one. He turned his head and lifted his elbow up so he could look at Raven but she couldn't seem to find the words to answer and even so, she wasn't really given the chance as the tower crash landed, surprisingly not as hard as the changeling or the sorceress might have predicted but still not that gently, Beastboy's hands had instantly covered his head again and he mumbled from beneath them a few minutes later. "I-is it over?"