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Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans. But this chapter has been sitting in my Doc Manager for a wa-hile now. I don't like to post until I have some elbow room. Ya know?

Beast Boy wasn't used to not knowing. At least, not when it came to sensations. Due to his animalistic genetic makeup, he was more than attuned to his five senses compared to the normal human being.

So, what on Earth had he experienced before?

The changeling stared into the mirror. The steam from the shower had begun to condense onto the mirror, fogging up his reflection. He reached a hand forward, drawing two dots and an upside down C. He stared at the frowning face with his own stoic features.

Anger.

He was angry. However, Beast Boy's heart sunk as he recalled his conversation with his friend. Starfire was only trying to help. He was good at that, wasn't he? Pushing away people that were trying to help when he didn't want to admit he needed it? His lips vibrated as he pushed air through the tiny gap between them with a long exhale. He turned and dropped his towel, pushing back the curtain and raising up a leg inside of the large tub. You'd think that with the budget the city provided them with, they could afford a walk-in shower...

Once he was fully immersed in the warm water tapping against his skin, Beast Boy shut his eyes and placed his face beneath the shower head. The warm water dripped from his head down to his forehead, making tiny streams on his temples and cheeks. The changeling reached up and ran a hand through his spiky hair, feeling the warm water flick from the hairs. With his eyes continuing to be closed, Beast Boy's ear perked up. He paused, eyes opening slowly.

Even with the warm water and steam surrounding him, the hairs on the back of his neck stood up in reaction to something. Beast Boy lowered his hand and listened, waiting for something to happen. A moment later, he turned, grabbing the shower curtain and yanking it over to the one side of the rack.

"Hey!" He yelled.

Emptiness. Beast Boy stared out at the bathroom, his eyebrows scrunched together as he thought to himself. What the hell? He shook his head and turned his body, closing the curtain once more. Whatever that was, it wasn't friendly.

Once Beast Boy had finished showering, he met his friends out in the Commonroom. Robin was already laying out another plan for how they would track down Raven. Beast Boy approached the counter, looking down at the map of the city Robin had splayed out in the middle of the small circle of Titans.

Starfire smiled gently as Beast Boy approached, welcoming him with forgiving eyes. Beast Boy placed his hands on the edge of the table, leaning forward slightly to watch.

"So," Robin continued, "Beast Boy, what we were thinking was that Raven isn't in Jump City at all." Beast Boy nodded in agreement. "We wanted to extend our search farther. There are a few things that I'm thinking about. Let me know what you think."

Ears perking up, Beast Boy looked up at Robin. He was asking him what he thought? That was a new investment. Usually, Robin would blurt out his plans in a hurry, and send off the troops like doves out of a cage at a wedding. With a bit of renewed zeal, Beast Boy listened intently.

Robin continued, his voice clear as he vocalized his explanation. "So," he began, pointing down to a section of the map, "Starfire will be trying East of the city border. We haven't checked out past the mountain range, and she can take an aerial view of the area." Beast Boy nodded, prompting Robin to continue. "Then, I was going to take everything south of the city. We might find some headway past the lake."

"Yeah, cool," Beast Boy chimed in, "But, what do I need to do?"

Masked eyes looked over at Cyborg. The metallic man looked over at Beast Boy. "We want to send you somewhere else." Raising an eyebrow, Beast Boy waited for further explanation. "Have you been in Raven's room since she left?"

"Uhhh," Beast Boy began, "Do you want me to be magically tossed out a window?"

Robin shook his head. "No, no. But... there is a possibility that Raven left... her mirror here. Especially if she left so quickly."

"No way." Beast Boy said sadly. "She wouldn't forget that; it's the most important thing to her." Beast Boy stood and crossed his arms over his torso.

Cyborg added, "Well, we gotta check, at least. Could be our only lead." Beast Boy sighed and nodded in agreement.

Hunger. That was the one sensation that Raven couldn't overcome. She laid back on the grass, staring up into the sky. When she had ventured out, she hadn't stopped to grab anything. She had hoped that she wouldn't necessarily need anything, and her primary goal was to get out as quickly as she could.

But, she hadn't anticipated the hunger.

The past few weeks, she had been scavenging berries and some plants. However, she seemingly wiped the area clean of anything that had nutritious value. Her hand fell on her grumbling stomach and she sat up, looking around hopefully. Nothing. She groaned, half expecting that she might see something different from a few minutes ago. Raven looked down at her hand. The charred marks had begun to slither their way up her arm and were now wrapped around her wrist and beneath the sleeves of her leotard. Her mouth twisted as she stared. They didn't hurt, per se. But, they were concerning. No amount of meditating gave her any answer.

Now would have been a great time to have her mirror. Out of all the things she had hoped she brought with her, her mirror was number one. She could find somewhere to eat, and she could find somewhere to sleep. But, she was at a loss for answers without her mirror. She could always try and go back, but there was no doubt they had every eye in the city looking for her now. That was the last thing that she needed.

Raven sighed, feeling her eyes grow heavy in the late afternoon sun. Maybe a small nap... Then she would find some food.

"Alright, I'll go in first," Beast Boy said, staring at the metal door in front of the two Titans. Cyborg nodded, watching cautiously as Beast Boy raised a hand to push the door. The metal door pushed in slightly before sliding to the right. His eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness of the room, his nose inhaling the familiar scent of lavender.

He sighed and took a step in, tensing slightly in preparation to disparate on the spot. When he survived his first step in, he entered the room completely. His eyes scanned it carefully, taking in the surroundings. It was still messed up from when Raven had first destroyed in during her trip to Nevermore. The memories came rushing back to his head.

Her dark eyes wide as she screamed. Her arms flailing about, fighting something invisible off.

Beast Boy shook his head slightly, attempting to shake away the haunting memories. From behind him, he heard Cyborg gasp. "There!" His green eyes followed Cyborg as he rushed over to the vanity. To Beast Boy's sheer shock, there lay Raven's mirror, her prized possession, left as if it were no more than any old mirror. But, it wasn't. It was Raven's.

He walked over to Cyborg, reaching out slightly to take the gorgeous, silver mirror from his hands. The sides of the mirror had vine-like designs carved into the silver, and the mirror was hugged safely in the center of the metal. Beast Boy cleared his throat, looking up at Cyborg. "So... what do we do with it?" Cyborg's face twisted a bit as he looked over at Beast Boy. The changeling raised an eyebrow, matching his taller friend's expression. After a few moments, Cyborg's eyes darted down to the mirror and then back up at Beast Boy. The changeling squinted his eyes before they went wide and he shoved the mirror at Cyborg.

"Are you crazy?" the younger man scoffed. "She would murder me." He began to pace around the room, stepping over the various items on the floor; a skill he had become a master at due to the state of his room for many years. "I-I," Beast Boy struggled to form words as he pondered the possibilities. "I don't even know how." He turned to look at Cyborg, hands raising slightly in defeat.

Cyborg exhaled. "I know," He replied, "I know it's probably scary, B. I know that you guys had... something... going on." The metallic man stepped forward, holding out the mirror. "But, you love her, right?" Beast Boy's eyes fell to the floor. Cyborg held out the mirror so that it was gently poking Beast Boy's arm. The shape-shifter glared up at his friend.

A moment passed and Beast Boy rolled his eyes, taking the mirror gently. He looked into, staring at his reflection once more. The condensation from his shower wasn't there to hide his face. So, he stared into his own eyes, now noticing the dark bags under them. I guess that's what happens when you sleep on your couch for two weeks.

"I don't know how, dude," Beast Boy said weakly. "Last time, something else dragged us-,"

The world grew dark as Beast Boy felt energy suck him into the reflective void.

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