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Thank you AstudyinEsmeWho for reviewing, I needed that. Again, this story is an experiment... so if you guys want more, please review!

BY THE WAY! This story is told almost completely in Raven's POV. I may or may not make an exception to this rule, so bear with me!

Here we go~! Chapter 2~!

Raven(obviously) P.O.V.

It's been a week since Star found me. And I've had a lot to catch up on in the past seven days.

1) Someone disposed of all the Teen Titans. Neither Star nor I know how, but that much is evident. Crime is overrunning the world, and as much as we want to help, we need to stay under the radar and regroup. If we can.

2) Star made sure that I remember what everyone in our division of the Teen Titans look like. In case I had forgotten that Cy was partially made of metal and had a glowing red eye. But apparently, nobody knows what Robin looks like.

3) I've been to 6 major cities, and am on my way to the seventh. On a lead that is most likely false.

"Raven? Are you all right?" Star interrupted, not for the first time, my mental list.

"Yeah. Just meditating." I kept my voice monotone, and I hoped that she understood.

"Oh. Alright then. I will be here should you need to speak?" Star practically pleaded.

"Yes." I replied in my monotone voice, careful not to feel. But how could I not feel anything when she acted like a kicked puppy?

I risked glancing at her. I'll admit, our disguises weren't too shabby for ex superheroes.

Star's red hair was pulled back in a long ponytail, and she wore shades to cover her completely green eyes. She also wore a long sleeved light purple shirt with a jean vest, and a pair of dark blue jeans. On her feet are a pair of purple converse sneakers, and around her neck is a green heart shaped amulet Robin gave her for Christmas last year. She insisted on it.

And last but not least, there's me. My purple hair was down past my shoulders when I woke up, and, much to my old style, I cut my spiky hair to my chin. But I also pulled some of it up, so I didn't give myself away. Every morning, Star has helped me put on fake tanner that washes off when I take a shower at night, which is good because if people saw my ashy complexion, it would give me away. I also wore a pair of shades, because there aren't many humans that have purple eyes. Today, I was wearing a dark blue t shirt with black skinny jeans, and I wore a black beanie. On my feet are a pair of black combat boots.

As we pulled into the train station, I had to keep a hold on Star's shirt to keep her from getting too excited and running off. When we got to the main entrance and finally looked around, we couldn't believe our eyes. We were used to modern appliances, but this city was like taking a step into the future. There were no cars that emitted harmful gases into Earth's atmosphere, and those same cars didn't even have wheels. It was like a scifi movie set.

"Mommy! I want to see the metal man!" A kid whined.

Wait... Metal Man?

"Sure honey. Go give him your dollar and you can watch." The mother said, handing her child a dollar bill. The kid ran excitedly to the corner of the street.

And sitting there, missing an arm and a leg, was Cyborg. Performing tricks. On a street corner. For money.