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21. Be polite. Be professional. But, have a plan to kill everyone you meet.

-USMC Rules for Gunfighting

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Transcript: Interview #447
Date: 20120719
Time: 1843
Interrogating Officer: Robin
Supervising Officer: Victor Stone
Suspect I.D. Number: 7194371
Suspect Name: Garfield Logan, alias "Beast Boy"

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Logan: I think I knew it all along- that Cyborg's antidote hadn't finished the job properly- but I was too afraid to admit it to myself.

Robin: Why was that? Were you worried about-

Logan: -getting kicked off the team? Of course, although that's not the main reason. I guess I was afraid of admitting to myself that something like that might not be curable. If I ignored it- if I shoved it down in to the furthest corners of my mind- then I could convince myself that it was gone for good.

Robin: When did you first know that it wasn't gone?

Logan: When Slade came for Raven- funny, how she always seems to get mixed up with this thing. I think it was because that was the first time my line of thinking paralleled its line of thinking- I wanted to rip into Slade's demon army and do as much damage as I could, and so did it. That's when it first started talking, too.

Robin: You've spoken to it?

Logan: Not as much as it has spoken to me- no complete sentences, just hissing things like "rip," "tear," and "kill." It's really kind of annoying- how Raven deals with eight of these voices pestering her all the time is mind-boggling.

Robin: Has it appeared since we fought Trigon?

Logan: Yes and no. Since then it hasn't emerged fully- usually, it's a little extra hair, a little extra muscle, a little extra claws, a little extra aggression- stuff you can see, but only if you're looking for it.

Robin: How often has this been- (alarm sounds) damn it!

Logan: To answer your question- almost every time you make us wake up at five in the morning to train. (laughs)

Robin: (groans) Beast Boy, this is serious.

Stone: Robin, we've got to take this one- Killer Moth broke out of jail again.

Logan: Probably with the help of Robin's… is Starfire over there with you, Cy?

Starfire: Yes, friend. You were saying?

Logan: … Robin's most hated enemy? Hey Cy, you gonna put this thing on, or what?

Stone: Dude, I am NOT putting a muzzle on you! That's just wrong!

Logan: Well, someone has to, and it's not like I can bite your hand off. Sorry Robin, by the way.

Robin: No biggie- it'll heal up soon enough. Cyborg, he's right though. And we've got to get out of here.

Stone: But-

Logan: It'll help me, knowing that if it comes back I won't be as able to hurt y'all.

Stone: Christ… alright, I'll do it, but only this once.

Logan: (muffled grunt)

Stone: You're welcome, grass stain. Jeez…

End Transcript: Interview #447

Beast Boy stood up and leaned back, stretching his spine as best he could while in his restraints. The superhero was no longer garbed only in his standard black and purple uniform- at his own request (and over his friends' objections) he had been outfitted with a straightjacket, a muzzle, and a pair of titanium manacles on his ankles that were bolted to the floor.

Sitting back down in his chair, Beast Boy decided to take a quick nap- he hadn't slept a wink since the fight with Rancid, and the fatigue was quickly catching up with him. Leaning back, the changeling closed his eyes…

A raucous laugh trailed behind the rampaging villain as his new giant bull tore through the city streets.

"Just when you thought it was safe to come back into the city," he shouted. "The night belongs to Johnny Rancid!"

Beast Boy would have rolled his eyes at the stupidity of the criminal, but the eyes of an owl were ill-suited for that particular task. Instead, he glided down to the vandal, with Raven and Starfire following suit behind him.

"Nobody can stop Johnny Rancid, Titans! Nobody!" Beast Boy's heart leapt into his throat, thinking that his approach had been detected, but his fears were quickly put to rest as Rancid moved to engage Robin and Cyborg, who had just appeared in front of Rancid and attacked. Circling above the fight, he watched his two flying friends launch their attacks on the unsuspecting villain. Smiling inwardly as their attacks found their mark, Beast Boy swooped down onto their dazed opponent and, shifting into an orangutan, restrained the biker.

"Don't you have anything better to do, Johnny?" asked Raven, flying in close now that the enemy had been apprehended. "Seriously, you need to find a new hobby."

Raven's approach proved to be a serious miscalculation- as she neared the criminal, a rocket launcher popped out of the mechanical bull. Raven, her eyes on Rancid, didn't see it emerge, but Beast Boy did. Temporarily forgetting that he was in animal form, he screamed out a warning to his team mate, but to no effect.

"Automatic anti-air defense systems," muttered a grinning Rancid- just loud enough for Beast Boy to realize-

The team saw twin trails of smoke erupt from the bull, homing directly in on the flying half-demon. Before anyone could register what was happening, an explosion rocked the scene, and Raven's body could be seen falling from the sky. In a flash, Starfire was on the scene- destroying the rocket launcher with a barrage of starbolts and catching Raven before she hit the ground. Quickly, the alien landed, and began gently shaking her friend.

Cyborg and Robin were by her side almost before Starfire could call their names, so quickly did they move. Immediately, Cyborg initiated a bio-scan on Raven, to determine the extent of her injuries.

"Whew," he said to the Titans assembled around him. "She must have gotten a shield up just in time- she has a concussion, but that's it." Then Cyborg looked around, as if counting the people nearby.

"Where's Beast Boy?" he asked. As one, the three conscious Titans looked up at a visibly shaking Johnny Rancid, still in the arms of their green team mate.

"Oh… dear…" muttered Starfire, for the second time that night afraid for one of her friends.

The Beast roared angrily, tightened its grip on Rancid's body, and flexed its claws.

"No!" shouted Beast Boy, sweat dripping off of his face. One hand clutched his racing heart, while the other dried his soaked brow. A look of horror flashed across the changeling's face as he made a terrible realization:

He wasn't in his restraints anymore.

His thoughts were interrupted as the sound of dozens of heavy footsteps echoed down the hallway. Within seconds, forty armed prison guards were leveling their weapons at the green teenager, waiting for him continue his escape attempt.

"STOP!" shouted a familiar voice. The crowd parted, allowing Robin, Cyborg, and Starfire to get to their friend.

"Beast Boy- what's going on here?" asked Robin, worry evident in his voice.

"I… I think it got out again," stammered Beast Boy. "And what's worse-"

Beast Boy pointed at the door to his cell. It didn't have a single dent or scratch in it.

"-I think it can change too."

"Ughhh" moaned Raven, sitting up and holding a hand to her aching head. Wincing as light bombarded her sensitive eyes, she looked around at the array of medical equipment whirring and beeping at her- her only company in the empty medical wing of Titans Tower.

Wondering where her friends were, Raven reached into her cloak and withdrew her communicator. Seconds later, the image of Cyborg's worried face filled the screen in her hand.

"Hey Raven! Sorry nobody's down there with you, but we're having a serious problem with Beast Boy down here at the prison. You should probably get down here as quickly as possible, if you're up to it."

Suppressing a groan, Raven spoke up. "That depends- what kind of trouble are we talking here? Did he try and sneak in another can of silly string?"

"Raven… he killed Johnny Rancid."

Raven's communicator shattered, ending the conversation.