A/N: To answer a few questions I got, and more I might get, I'd just like to explain a couple things:

First, the differently-coloured Ravens are not emotions, but different sides of Raven's personality, and Cyborg actually states this in the episode. This explains the orange or "lazy" Raven – as "lazy" is not an emotion, but a description of someone's behaviour, or personality.

Secondly, I want to express that I have taken into account the different sides of Raven and kept them within these different Ravens. For example, "lazy" Raven is not going to be a complete slob, because the real Raven would never be like that. The different Raven's are only slightly exaggerated versions of the one, true Raven.

Well, now that that is explained, off we go! ^_^

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After he ended his call with Robin, Cyborg began searching by the river, walking along the boardwalk and watching his scanner for readings. Naturally, it wasn't long before he found something.

Or more, something found him.

"Oh, no!" He immediately began running in the opposite direction. The giant, two-faced statue! He'd completely forgotten about it; why? How could anyone forget anything so hideous? As he ran, he could hear it rumbling along behind him. Cyborg took a deep breath, armed his cannon, and then turned.

It was ridiculously tall – three storeys at least. The statue had two faces and four arms, each of them holding a vicious-looking double-edged sword. The ghastly faces – one grinning, one anguished – had four eyes, each. It was definitely something that belonged in Raven's mind.

BOOM! The sonic cannon blasted into its chest, but to Cyborg's horror, it hardly buckled.

"Argh!" Cyborg shouted, as he barely avoided one of the granite swords. It smashed into the boardwalk, shattering the wooden planks completely. The half-robot scrambled over the fragments and sped back past the huge statue, screaming at the top of his lungs.

"Please tell me I don't have to steal a piece of the mirror from that!" he cried to anyone who might be listening. Another sword crashed down behind him, turning the boardwalk into splinters. The force sent him tumbling forwards.

Cyborg barely managed to get up in time before the swords came back down in succession. Thud-thud-thud-thud! This time, the last sword snapped the very board Cyborg was standing on – and, working like a see-saw, it hurled him into the air. "Ayeee-ugh!" he cried, slapping into the wall of a waterfront hotel.

He slid down the plaster and landed heavily on the pavement, groaning. Robin or Raven were far better suited to fight enemies like this; he was getting his butt handed to him! Should he call Robin now, or would the leader be busy handling the other monsters that dwelled in this nightmare world?

Cyborg ducked just in time as a sword slashed right through the hotel wall where he stood, causing half of the lobby to collapse. He'd have to think fast, whatever he did.

"Okay, Cyborg," he muttered as he ran. "How did you beat it last time?"

"You didn't, silly."

Cyborg nearly jumped out of his circuits. Beside him, keeping pace was someone very familiar...

"R-Raven!" he gasped. "You...what..."

"De-ja-vu," she laughed heartily, ripping him out of his shock.

"No kidding," he shot back. "So go slice it already."

"Heck, no!" she was still laughing. What on earth was funny about being chased by a gigantic statue with four swords?

"Wh...why!"

"That's old. There's no fun in doing it the same way twice."

"In case you hadn't noticed, I'm running for my life! This isn't supposed to be fun!" They'd reached the bridge – it was devoid of traffic. Cyborg screeched around the railing and began sprinting along the middle of the bridge, the new Raven keeping up with him easily. She was clad in a dark green robe this time, and was sporting a smug smile, which irritated him. "Wh-what's so funny?" he puffed, the huge amount of soda he'd consumed now coming back to haunt him.

"Nothing! It's just such a rush, ya know?"

"A...a rush?"

"Yea, like...adrenalin, ya know? The running, the chasing..."

"The giant, bloodthirsty monster with eight glowing eyes," Cyborg continued sarcastically, looking ahead.

"Exactly!" Raven replied, grinning. She'd obviously not picked up on his sarcasm. Cyborg rolled his eyes and saw the centre of the bridge was nearing; he hoped his plan would work. He looked back to the green Raven, sprinting next to him with her big smirk. If he hadn't already met this Raven before, he'd probably still be in shock. She was so eager, so intense...and so optimistic, a trait that he was sure the real Raven had never had.

They'd reached the centre of the bridge. "Raven," Cyborg shouted over the grinding of the monolith close behind them. "Throw the switch!"

She saluted. "You got it, pal!" She then stopped, turned around and flung out one arm in a most epic "stop" gesture towards the statue monster. Immediately, the mechanics of the bridge began churning and clunking. The ground beneath them began to rise.

Cyborg and Raven slowly backed down the bridge, away from the centre, facing their pursuer. The monster was nearing faster than the bridge was rising. "It's not going to work!" Cyborg groaned. Raven crouched into a fighting stance, and Cyborg had to follow suit as the slanting bridge was now too steep to balance on.

CRASH-CRASH! Two swords smashed into the solid concrete and anchored themselves there. The monster's grinning face appeared over the edge of the rising bridge – it was going to climb over the widening gap. However, both halves of the bridge had risen above halfway now, and the plane was so incredibly steep that even the statue couldn't manoeuvre itself over the edge. The bridge began scraping across its body as it was slung across both edges.

TSING! BOOM! Raven and Cyborg sliced through the swords that had been anchored to their side. With nothing left to hold onto, the horrific statue groaned a mournful sound and plunged headfirst into the water far, far below.

"WOOHOO! Gotcha again, eight-eyes! Who's your daddy?" Raven cried out, shaking her fist in the air and grinning down at the drowning statue.

"Raven, the bridge!" Cyborg was now gripping the edge of the bridge, about to fall down the incredibly steep slope.

"Heh heh, alrighty!" As soon as she said it, the bridge began to lower itself once more.

When the bridge was completely flat, Cyborg stood up and dusted himself off. Raven was jumping up and down, practically dancing, with an eager look on her face.

"You know what this calls for?" she asked, hoping to sound mysterious. Cyborg looked quizzically at her and shook his head. Immediately, she held up both of her hands and shouted "DOUBLE HIGH-FIVES, BABY!"

Cyborg couldn't help but be slung in by her incredible optimism. He slapped her hands with his own and grinned back at her. "Nice work on the bridge, there."

"It was your idea, bro." Then she put one hand to her chin, thinking. "It was rather predictable, though. Lucky eight-eyes is such a stupid git."

"Hey!"

"It's the harsh truth, my friend."

Cyborg couldn't tell which was the stronger feeling – confusion or happiness. This Raven was so abnormal, so polar-opposite to who he though he knew, that he couldn't get used to the idea that she really was a part of the real Raven. However, the way her optimism was catching and the way she smiled and behaved...it really lifted him up. It was like Starfire, almost - the way she spread her good mood and yet still managed to kick butt.

"What?" She was looking at him with a confused expression.

"Oh I er...I was just thinking. You're so..."

"...different?"

Her promptness surprised him. "Yea," he said.

"Like I said before, bro," she smirked at him again. "There's no fun in staying the same."

"But you're...I mean, I don't see any of Raven in you."

"I am Raven."

"Well then, you sure don't act like her."

"Maybe you just don't know me well enough to see it."

Yet again, her reply surprised him. It also made him smile back at her; he couldn't help it. She was so likeable, just like the orange Raven he'd met in the Tower. "You're right," he said. "I promise, when we've fixed your mirror, I'm going to hang out with you more. You know, more than just when we're fighting crime. We're friends but...I hardly even know you."

Raven looked at him thoughtfully. "You know," she said. "I'd like that." Before Cyborg could say any more, she reached into her cloak and pulled out a small, jagged piece of glass.

"That's..." Cyborg whispered. She already knew he wanted it?

"It's kind of embarrassing to say this, Cyborg..." Raven murmured, barely managing to hide her smug smile. "But I've always admired your steadfastness. You're a really great guy, ya know?"

It completely blew him out of the water. He staggered, eyes wide, shocked at her outburst.

She laughed at him. "You're also just as weird as BB," she said, and held out the shard. "Do you want it, or not?"

"I...I...yes, thanks." Cyborg took the piece of glass and tried to compose himself. "I mean, yea...thanks Raven. You're really great too."

"Hopeless," she shook her head. "Come on; let's go find more monsters to beat up!"

He couldn't help but laugh right back at her. "Once I give this to one of your friends, sure. Why not?"

They slapped another high five and began towards the Tower once more.