Note: The disclaimer continues throughout the whole story, of course.

Note 2: Ooh, fun chapter. Thanks to all those who reviewed on my other stories. However I'm stuck. How do I see them? When I go to 'Reviews' it shows the ones I submitted...o.0

Fifteen years later...

"Aww man!" Beast Boy's groan almost matched the volume of the alarm that had torn him from his soft bed.
And the alarm had stopped minutes ago.

"Beast Boy, shut up!" Raven snarled, flying next to him in his eagle form, along with Starfire while Robin and Cyborg sliced through traffic below.

"Yes, please, friend Beast Boy, the whining of you is starting to get 'annoying'!"

"But it's four in the morning! That's, like...eight hours earlier than I wanted to get up!"

"Tough luck, Beast Boy." Robin's voice came from his communicator. "Now, do you see the thief yet?"

"No, there's only-oh! There!"

"I've got him."
The team coursed the streets by the light of the streetlights (much to the changeling's dismay) until the sight of the shop met them. Beast Boy swept down and changed back to his human form, but stopped and tilted his head at the place his communicator beeped at before him. "Dude, are you sure this is the right place?"

The store was completely unharmed. No broken windows, no smashed walls...the door swayed slightly ajar, but otherwise the shop showed no sign of a break-in.

"This has to be it. My tech doesn't go wrong." Cyborg was stepping out of his beloved ride, but even he, despite his words, showed slight skeptism at the strange sight.

"Well, we can at least check it out. Be on your guard, though." Robin said, edging open the door a bit more. It was dark inside, the lights off, apparently just as the keeper left it. Nothing was out of place, it seemed, not even a fallen pricetag on the clean-swept floor.

"...What kind of thief comes here and doesn't steal anything?" Beast Boy asked, more just to break the eerie sort of silence that resulted from the nothingness.

"There!" shouted Robin suddenly and within the instant the rest of the team was after him, after a sound in the depths of the store. But the green one held back, a sudden movement in the shadows catching his eye.

"Guys! Over here!" But they were already consumed by the dark farther into the store. Beast Boy whirled back to face the shadows of the shop, narrowing his eyes as he shifted to tiger form.

"...Garr..." voice called, whispering, and it tickled the changling's spine with fear and suspicion.Beast Boy roared a challenge to the darkness. No answer came but the swishing sound of movement in blackness around him.

Beast Boy was circling, narrowing his keener tiger eyes at the still shop's interior.

"...Garr...Gar...Garfield Logan"
The voice became suddenly clearer, focused at one point, a point behind him. Beast Boy whipped around, snarling, but the expression faded on his lips. At first he thought it was a mirror. Abnormal skin tone, darker hair, large pointy ears. But it took him a moment to realise...his skin was green, not blue.

"Garr..so we finally meet." The voice said, and two gleaming eyes reflected light through the darkness. Beast Boy stared angrily at the blue figure. He had a suit, much like Beast Boy's own, but blue...a shade to two darker than his skin and his hair, which spiked up in a way similar the the Boy Wonder's. His belt was nothing but a strip of black, and the material his clothing was comprised of was difficult to say, but it showed off his lean, sinewy frame well.

Beast Boy shifted back to gain back his speech. "Dude, how do you know my name? Who are you?" He allowed himself a moment of pride. He wouldn't allow the thief the satisfaction of knowing he was scared, not if his voice stayed steady like this.

"Oh, stop it, Roese!" Another voice echoed through the store's empty aisles, feminine and more than slightly irritated. "Bad enough we had to drag him out here with the whole team and everything through felony, but you don't need to go into the whole bad-boy routine!"

The speaker stepped closer, and with this action Beast Boy could see she was orange. Light, vibrant orange, with an outfit in the same color to match the blue boy's, as far as pattern went. But a bright, violent violet hat covered her hair, swept back as if in a bun or pony-tail, shifted slightly to shade her features, except for a pair of flashing gold eyes that glowed slightly in the darkness.

Roese sent an angry glare at the girl, but stepped aside with a sarcastic bow. The girl narrowed her eyes at him, but moved forward towards Beast Boy. The changling tensened, preparing to take a battle form. She must have seen it, for she stopped and held up her hands.

"Look, forget what the bonehead said. We're not going to hurt you, Gar."

"How do you know my name? My real name?"

He could see nervousness building in her at his question, and the orange girl glanced at her companion. The blue boy raised a brow, slightly smirking, but otherwise just shrugged. Like saying, 'your problem'. The girl turned to Beast Boy, opening her mouth like she was going to speak. But she closed it, shaking her head as her companion whirrled around to face the sound of rushed footsteps headed in their direction.

"Look, another time, Gar...er, Beast Boy, was it?" She didn't wait for a reply. "There's too much to try and explain tonight...Your..ah, comrades will be upon us soon. Roese and I will not be taken too kindly, seeing as we're now criminals and all." The last sentance the orange girl added sarcastically, shooting a dagger-glare at the blue boy, who just snorted and glanced over his shoulder at her icily.

"Titans, go!" Robin's call was familiar, and Beast Boy felt an unexpected rush of relief at it's determined order. The Titans--his family, his friends--were coming, and they'd kick blue and orange butt before catching them and bringing them in for questioning and then-

Beast Boy shook his head from his thoughts, smirking as he prepared to do what he did best (besides jokes and video games and tofu and--he was a talented guy, so there were a lot of things he did well, if he did say so himself). But he stopped in suprise.

They were gone. Starfire glanced around, confused and hands glowing in anticipation; Cyborg and Robin were investigating, looking around, looking for evidence; Raven...well, it was hard to tell was Raven was doing. Her face was shadowed as always, and she was floating with her arms crossed.

"I don't get it." Cyborg said after they had left the shop, baffled. "I know I saw someone with B.B."

"That is true, friend Cyborg. I was also seeing the others there." Starfire input.

"I mean, at first I thought he was just standing there with a bunch of mirrors or something, but then the others were blue and orange! Weird if you ask me" Cyborg glanced back through the rear-view mirror, although they had already stopped in the T-Tower's garage.

"You all right, B.B.? You're awfully quiet back there. 'S kinda scary, man."

Beast Boy glanced up, drawn from his space-out. "What? Oh, yeah, I'm fine."

He crawled out and allowed Cyborg to close the T-Car's door for him. Sure, he was fine...wasn't he? There were at least two people out there with something to say to him, enough so that they would spread an alarm to get the Titans team to come, to single him out from the group...and to know his name.

That threw Beast Boy off more than the fact that they were bright blue and orange. They knew his name. He wasn't even sure if the rest of the Titans still remembered that he had been called "Garfield Logan" before "Beast Boy." Of course, that's all the Doom Patrol had called him, but then, he'd introduced himself as "Beast Boy" to the Titans...and aside from the fact that Raven or Cyborg would slip it in to taught him because they thought it embarressed him to be named "Garfield" (which was true to some extent), that's all they called him. But who else would have known. His parents were gone, he'd come to terms with that long ago, if not that there wasn't something he could have done about it. As far as he knew, he didn't have any aunts, uncles, didn't know any of the scientists his parents worked with, much less know how they'd recognize him now with his whole body green.

Beast Boy checked the clock. It was six. He raised his eyebrows in suprise, but he figured from there it was difficult enough to sleep with his mind fresh from the two...well, people, he could call them, even if it seemed a bit off. Anyway, he knew Robin got up way early, and if he wasn't going to get much sleep from now until oh, about noon, then he might as well see just when the Bird-boy got his beauty sleep.

Robin wasn't in his room, so Beast Boy frowned ("Dude, when does that guy sleep?") and headed towards to kitchen to curb his appetite.

He wasn't alone when he got there. A shadowed figure was rummaging through drawers, and Beast Boy narrowed his eyes until he saw it pull out a tea pot and fill it with water.. He relaxed, grinning and walking over to lean against the refrigerator.

"Hey, Raven!" He announced cheerily, but the cloaked figure didn't so much as jump, squeal, topple over, or produce any sort of comic effect he was aiming for. She merely set her teapot to boil and reply "Hello, Beast Boy." as usual.