It's Rogue, back from her long hiatus of not updating or uploading anything. For those of you who were reading Sacrifice an edited version of that will be put up after this one, but I had started that fic before the finale of the series and...it was really hard for me to write about the entire Terra thing after I already had a plot in mind. So, I dropped the project in an effort to figure out just what happened with Terra. That's kind of what this fic is about. Post 'Things Change' and mainly Beast Boy/Terra centered, though I have some pretty good action sequences planned...Basically this just sheds some light on Terra's past and Beast Boy gets it in a kind of interesting way...Plus that shape-shifting monster is still on the loose and turns out some people just don't know when to quit...

Oh, before I forget.

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans. DC comics does, and Cartoon Network had the rights to it. If I did own Titans rest assured it wouldn't have ended the way it did.

"Get out of here you little grass stain!" Cyborg's voice pounded within the changeling's ears as he flung himself the length of the floor on his stomach avoiding the flailing metal fists as the titanium Titan approached him, anger evident in his voice.

"Look, Cyborg- I didn't mean-"

He was cut off mid-sentence by Cyborg completing it for him. "'I didn't mean to ruin the new automated no touch command panel on the T-Car, honest!'" As he spoke in a high pitched very Beast Boy-like voice the bionic teen closed the short distance between himself and Beast Boy, who was cornered at the far end of the garage. "Man, nobody touches my baby, but you just had to help, didn't you? Sometimes I wonder if you have a brain in that thick skull of yours!"

With each step Cyborg took, Beast Boy flinched visibly, unable to think or to move. Instinctively he should have morphed into something small to avoid whatever physical blow the half human was going to throw at him, but he couldn't. Ever since last week his thoughts had been all messed up, and it was showing in battle and training; he just couldn't seem to think straight and always ended up causing more trouble. "Cy, c'mon. I-you-it..." The shape-shifter trailed off as Cyborg pulled him up by the neck of his uniform, "You can fix it, right?"

"I can fix anything! But this is gonna take time that we don't have. Do you not realize there's more villains crowding Jump City then ever before? We need to be ready for action at anytime and with a busted T-Car, nobody's gonna be happy." Cyborg's voice was filled with pent up rage an emotion, human eye bulging as his face twisted into a smirk. "But little man, I do know one thing that will make me one happy cyborg."

"What?" Beast Boy squeaked, closed eyes opening to emerald slits and mouth into a forced smile. "Fixing that car, eh? I better leave you to it."

"No, green bean. Now that I have you, I'm gonna get you back for all those pranks you pulled, all the stuff you busted, and all that tofu crap you cooked. Hold still, BB, this is only gonna hurt a lot." Cyborg drew back his fist and with a sickening thud, it collided with something solid and then a yelp of pain mixed with anger.

But it wasn't Beast Boy's. The changeling had pulled himself together just in time to slip through Cyborg's fingers as a gardener snake, and instead the metal fist slammed into the concrete wall of the room. "BEAST BOY!"

The green teen, now human in the elevator, cringed once more at the sound of rage in Cyborg's voice but then heaved a sigh of relief. "It's not like I meant to spill root beer on the control panel anyway," Beast Boy grumbled as he leaned his weight against the doors of the elevator, massaging his neck with one hand. "Didn't mean he had to plow his metal fist into my face."

Without warning, the metal doors slid open and the shape-shifter tumbled out, landing in a heap on the carpeted floor. Slowly dragging himself to his feet, Beast Boy cast a glance around the room. Raven was meditating. Starfire was cooking. Robin was nowhere to be found. It seemed normal. "Hey, if any of you guys see Cyborg tell him you didn't see me, 'kay?"

Raven cracked an eye open to glare blankly at Beast Boy before speaking in her usual monotone. "What did you do this time?"

"What makes you think I did anything? Maybe metal butt's just in a bad mood, okay?"

"Friend Beast Boy, we heard the screaming of anger from Cyborg from our places upstairs," Starfire supplied with a wide smile. "Would you like to taste my dish of Tamaranian happiness? It will make you feel better."

"Thanks, Star, but if it ain't tofu it ain't breakfast." Come to think of it, Beast Boy hadn't eaten breakfast yet. "Hey, why don't you go and watch that documentary on mushrooms and I'll fix up some grub." The changeling strolled proudly into the kitchen and dawned a chef hat upon his untidy green hair. "Go on, shoo. Prepare to be amazed!" He then began literally pushing the reluctant alien girl from the kitchen her alien strength making this harder then he thought.

She stopped resisting after crossing over into the lounge, but Beast Boy didn't stop pushing. So Starfire was shoved into the couch and flipped over it, landing sprawled out on the other side. "Friend, you are most excited, yes?" Starfire mumbled, pushing herself to a seated position and flipping on the television. "You are normally not this strong. Is something strengthening you?" Starfire tilted her head to one side as the mushroom documentary came on, completely taking her attention away from the shape-shifter.

"Uh, no." Beast Boy flexed a muscle and gave a small grin. "I've been working out." His voice deepened during that particular line, causing both Raven and Starfire to look up from their activities to stare blankly at the changeling, who was roasting something on a skillet.

"You call spending fourteen hours a day on your butt playing videogames working out?" Raven deadpanned with a raised brow. She had levitated herself to the opposite end of the couch then Starfire and pulled out a book. Looking over the cover she added, "I'm surprised you haven't gained weight."

Absentmindedly, the green teenager looked down at his stomach, noticing a slight bulge there. "Dude, I am SO not fat." He watched as his tofu meal sizzled in the pan, licking his lips slightly before realizing he had been eating a lot more lately. It was sort of like a reflex. Whenever he was upset, he ate. And something had been bothering him lately, though he wouldn't convey that particular information to anyone.

"I do not think Raven was implying that you were overweight, Beast Boy," Starfire murmured. "She was merely stating that the tofu has been disappearing more quickly then usual lately." She barely let her eyes flicker from the screen as she spoke, the shape-shifter giving a dull groan as he ran a gloved hand down his face in irritation.

"Bone petite," Beast Boy whispered to himself spooning the food onto two plates and left them on the counter before removing the hat and slowly dragging himself to the hallway, casting a glance over his shoulder as he did. "Breakfast is served," he murmured a bit louder, but still the girls seemed to take no notice of him. Shaking his head slowly, the changeling exited the main room and lingered in the doorway, eyes narrowed slightly. "Hell-o! Beast Boy in the room!"

"Oh, friend, are you in need of assistance?" Starfire quickly drew her eyes from the mushrooms dancing on the television screen to her friend's face before pulling it back to the mushrooms in fascination.

"No! I just kinda like to be noticed when I'm leaving a room!"

"BEAST BOY!" Cyborg's voice echoed itself, louder this time, and caused the shape-shifter to give a high pitched yelp, frozen in his purple Velcro boots.

"You've been noticed," Raven mumbled, not bringing her gaze away from the pages of her book, ignoring the fact that the titanium Titan was stomping towards the main room from the garage.

"Exit, stage right," Beast Boy joked halfheartedly before darting down the winding hallways of Titans Tower, Cyborg and Stafire's voices echoing dully behind him. He stopped, leaning heavily against the wall and panting slightly, catching a bit of their conversation.

"Where's the little grass stain?"

"For a reason unknown to me, friend Beast Boy did not want you to know of his whereabouts."

"Starfire, which way did he go?"

"I do not wish to have Beast Boy angry with me."

"He won't be mad, I promise. He'll be too beat up to care!"

"I do not think violence within the friendship is the answer to this problem."

"He broke my car!"

"So you will break him?"

"Yeah."

"A bit of advice, Cyborg. He went that way." Raven's voice was added to the mix.

The metal footsteps sped up behind him, and Beast Boy kicked up the speed as a cheetah, Cyborg's footfalls vanishing with the distance between them. Resuming human form, the changeling ran a hand through his hair, now leaning against a door. "Go Beast Boy, you're not dead. It's your birthday," he sang dully to himself, eyes falling closed.

He slid down the wall to a crouched position, hands resting upon his knees and eyes still closed. His ears were perked for any sign of movement and flicked slightly picking something up. Beast Boy's eyes flew open as a shadow loomed around the corner. Holding in the scream longing to escape his throat, the shape-shifter stood, leaning his weight hard against the door behind him. 'Please turn around,' he thought, jamming his eyes closed and biting his lower lip.

"Come little man. You can't hide from me forever." Cyborg's voice was dangerously close. Any minute now he would round the corner and Beast Boy would be dead, maybe worse then dead. Behind him, the changeling's hands were wringing themselves and by some miracle, he hit the button that opened the door. Beast Boy fell backwards and the door slammed shut again just as the bionic teen rounded the corner. "Enough of this crap. BB, I'm just gonna start blasting away if you don't show your face before dinner…"

Flat on his back in the gym, Beast Boy heard Cyborg's muffled voice threatening him, but completely ignored it. Something flew at him from behind, and when it hit his shoulder it cut through his jumpsuit and stuck there. "Robin," he grumbled pulling the bird-a-rang from his shoulder ignoring the small trickle of blood it had drawn.

"Beast Boy, nice of you to join me." The Boy Wonder smirked slightly, standing with his arms crossed over his chest and overlooking the shape-shifter. "So, you've come to challenge the master, eh?"

"Actually I was avoiding an angry Cyborg, but…" He stood, shaking his head slowly before his eyes narrowed. "I'll take you anytime anyplace."

"Here and now," Robin shot back getting into a fighting stance with one foot on front of the other, eyes narrowed and a smirk set upon his face. One hand was at his utility belt, the other in front of him. With the signature 'bring it on' move of pulling his fingers back toward him, the spar began and a green ram charged him, though the Boy Wonder merely did a backhand spring to avoid him. "That the best you got?"

Beast Boy had slammed head on into the wall, his horns caught in the concrete. After struggling for a good few minutes, he morphed into a tiger, and shaking his head slowly turned to face his opponent. A low growl escaped his throat as he lunged for the Boy Wonder who had pulled a set of disks from his belt and flung them, all three at once.

The freeze disk exploded making Beast Boy change course once, when the electric disk detonated right in front of him it singed his whiskers, and the flash disk made his pupils grow so wide that he tripped over his paws and landed in a heap on the floor.

"You know," Robin commented through the flashing white patches distorting the changeling's vision. Slowly, he pulled himself to his feet, swaying from side to side slightly and digging his claws into the ground to remain upright, ears flat against his skull as the Boy Wonder spoke. "Ever since you saw that girl, you've been acting really off. What happened back at the school?"

A fierce growl cut through the stony silence that followed, a green bull rampaging forward, catching Robin's cape and ripping it cleanly from his back. The Boy Wonder raised an eyebrow as the green animal turned eyes wide and from what Robin could see full of fury. "Beast Boy, chill. Everyone's worried about the way you're acting. It's like whatever happened has made you forget everything you've learned."

Resuming human form for roughly 3.7 seconds, the shape-shifter managed to snarl a few words. "Stay out of it," Beast Boy hissed before being replaced by a green cobra. Uncoiling and jaws open wide, the snake danced forward and backward, rearing up and fangs glittering.

"Something's obviously bothering you," the Boy Wonder retaliated pulling a few more gadgets from within the depths of his utility belt. Two bird-a-rangs and a disk with the Robin insignia etched onto it were held between three fingers of his left hand. "Why won't you just talk about it?"

The only answer he got from Beast Boy was the snake striking, darting forward jaws wide and snapping only at Robin's steel toed boots. He wasn't aiming to kill his leader, just bring him down. He succeeded in throwing the Boy Wonder off balance, but not without the throwing of the defensive items.

As Robin caught himself on his left arm, Beast Boy was busy dodging a pair of razor sharp projectiles aimed directly between his eyes. The cobra vanished to return as a rabbit, who hopped out of the way of the bird-a-rangs, but when he touched down upon the floor once more the disk landed at his feet. For a split second, nothing happened, and the shape-shifter thought maybe it was a dud. But just as the rabbit made to leap over the disk it exploded right in his face sending him backwards a few feet.

"You didn't even try to move," Robin observed as a large gorilla approached him from the spreading dust the explosion had made. "You forgot I carry exploding disks, did you?" The Boy Wonder whipped out his bo-staff, elongating it to its full size and twirling it over his head as the changeling approached, a snarl exploded from Beast Boy's open jaws.

He clamped his fists together and brought them down upon Robin, who somersaulted between the large primate's legs and knocked his staff into Beast Boy's back, toppling him once more. But the shape-shifter snapped back, this time as a wolf and pounced for the Boy Wonder, jaws snapping and paws darting forward left and right. Robin caught the wolf's jaws around his staff, forepaws on either side of his large head. His back paws, however, were flailing every which way and caught him in the stomach, sending him onto the floor this time.

The bo-staff rolled away on the floor with a clattering noise, Robin left momentarily defenseless on his back. A green saber toothed tiger jumped onto him, pinning him with two massive paws upon his chest. Beast Boy's eyes were uncharacteristically wide, showing his anger as he raised one paw to swipe at Robin's unguarded face.

The Boy Wonder brought up his left arm to take the hit, a wince of pain coming upon him as Beast Boy pressed his weight against his body. He was cornered, not a good sign. Fumbling with his utility belt, Robin felt the shape-shifter's back paws come upon his legs, the combination of the animal's weight and pressure slowly crushing his body into the floor. "Have a nice trip," Robin muttered to Beast Boy, who growled, unable to sense what was happening next.

The Boy Wonder pulled his right arm upward in one swift motion, hitting the changeling right between the eyes and sending him disoriented, backwards. Robin then launched his drawn grappling hook and it clasped onto the ceiling. The masked boy was pulled upward just as a green grizzly bear plowed forward, missing his target completely and fell just as the Titans leader murmured, "See you next fall."

Beast Boy, now human, glared up at Robin ignoring the pain searing through every inch of his body from the falls and hits he had taken during this spar. "What goes up must come down," he hissed taking a running start and leaping into the air as a falcon, talons connecting with the wire of Robin's grappling hook and ripping it in half. With wide eyes the Boy Wonder fell, striking the ground hard but landing in a crouched position.

"Nice move," he commented, completely forgetting the conversation he had been trying to have with Beast Boy. Hands balled into fists, Robin watched as the falcon landed, Beast Boy taking on human form again. "What had enough?"

"Yeah. Enough." The shape-shifter's voice was soft as he edged forward, but upon reaching a foot away from Robin morphed into a green kangaroo and he leaned his weight back against his tail and kicked outward, sending the Boy Wonder crashing into the wall.

"Beast Boy!" Robin pulled himself from the wall, scowl visible on his face. "That was a dirty trick. Reminds me of something Slade might pull."

At the comparison of himself to the masked villain, Beast Boy recoiled slightly. "Sorry," he answered, holding out a hand. Robin took it and they shook firmly, but as the changeling tried to pull away he was pulled forward and flipped onto his back. Glaring up at the Boy Wonder, Beast Boy rubbed the back of his head. "What was that for?"

"Now we're even," Robin answered shortly, pulling on his cape and exiting the room. That left Beast Boy alone in the semi-demolished gym. Whenever he and Robin sparred, it always got busted up a little, but today it was worse then usual. Rubbing his left arm slightly, the shape-shifter stood and dragged himself out of the room, lost in thought.

"I busted Cyborg's car. Raven and Star ignored me. Robin's mad because I won't talk to him. I lost my sparring skills. And I resort to dirty tricks. Dude, I need some serious therapy or something." The green teenager let out a heavy sigh, hands clasped behind his back. Why had he been asking so strange lately? It all went back to a week ago, when he had found her, Terra. It was her; he was certain of it. But she hadn't wanted anything to do with him, or the Titans.

"She doesn't want to see me anymore," he repeated Slade's words to himself as he walked onward, deeper into the Tower's depths. "I'm the Titan. It's not who she wants to be. But it's who she is." Beast Boy jammed his eyes shut, willing the tears threatening to fall back inside him. His emotions were controlling his life now. He couldn't focus on anything fully because in the back of his mind he was always thinking about her. "Terra I wish I could talk to you now more then ever."

Running a hand through his hair he made a decision to turn back and lock himself up in his room like he had done many times throughout the week. Really, he couldn't blame Robin for wondering about him or Cyborg for being mad about the root beer and the T-Car. Beast Boy shook his head slowly knowing if he wanted to go back to his own room he would have to go through the main room and he didn't want to pass the others on the way. That would only lead to more questions that he didn't want to answer. Some he didn't even have answers for.

Behind him, a familiar voice echoed. "Friend Beast Boy, you want to partake in the watching of videos and the eating of unhealthy food, yes?" Starfire's shadow was getting closer. Why hadn't he sensed her coming by her footsteps? Oh, right. She was probably levitating.

Beast Boy's eyes darted around for a place to hide; it was the last thing he needed to have to sit through two hours of torture with four people that lately seemed to hate him. This was part of the Tower he hadn't been to since that week if he could avoid it, but now was not one of those times.

A metal door caught his eye and Beast Boy didn't hesitate to open it, even though the last time he was here hadn't exactly been good. For a split second his eyes did linger on the single word etched onto the door: 'TERRA'. Shaking his head slowly, the changeling flung himself into the room, a strange feeling running up his spine as he crossed the threshold, kind of like icy water running down his back.

"Oh, why must you close yourself up in a place of solitude?" Starfire's voice died away slowly, leaving Beast Boy alone in her room, Terra's room.

"I shouldn't be here. This is her room…" The thing of it was he just couldn't bring himself to leave her room. It was all Beast Boy had of Terra besides those few pictures, and since that day at the school many of those had been ripped in anger.

The walls were dotted with orange mountains, the ceiling with stars. Idly, Beast Boy resisted the urge to fling himself on the carpet and start sobbing. Instead he perched himself on the edge of the bed and leaned back, eyes closed. "Why did you leave me? Why did you leave us?" He curled up as a green dog just as he had done after Terra's- and his- betrayal and rested his head upon his paws.

Many times had he thought about that day, how he'd promised they would be friends no matter what and how he had reached out and just snapped that promise in half. If he hadn't broken that promise, maybe Terra wouldn't have sold herself to Slade. That thought alone was enough to tear him apart.

But for once, Beast Boy seemed to be able to push that thought to the back of his mind and just bask in Terra's presence. She wasn't there physically, but this was who she was, Terra, a Teen Titan a true friend. Little did the green shape-shifter know the answers to many of his questions were in this very room. Actually, he was lying on top of it right now without knowing. Resting just under his forepaws was a small leather bound book. As he snored, Beast Boy felt something there, but ignored it. He was having such a good dream. There was no need to ruin it because of some stupid book of Terra's. But that stupid book was the key the key to truly knowing who Terra the Titan was and is today.