AN: I will possibly rewrite the summary, and this may have some BBRae, StarRob, and CY? Still deciding. Review is all I can say ;) Had to republish this...fanfiction was acting weird...sigh I can't win!
"Rage shall consume you…"
After many extensive, suffering years, that quote has stuck to my already fragile vulnerable mind, haunting and taunting me, myself, my behavior, my way of life. Why couldn't I just be left in peace and serenity? I had already served my time as a Teen Titan…why couldn't I be left alone?
Simple…I am a hero, a hero who holds so much pain in their lonely, dark heart that I can't even think about the sanctuary of all types of sanctums and harmony. No, I am a hero, one who has been gifted with powers imaginable. Powers that are both light…and dark.
You're probably thinking right now, is this Raven Roth speaking? No my friends, this is Garfield Mark Logan aka Beast Boy. No...not Beast Boy…more like Monster…Beast…
I am no longer that foolish, insecure little green bean brat. I am a man, an adult trying to find his way in this punishable world. Just me, myself, and I…Where are the Titans? Hopefully dead and gone…those fools…Robin…He made me like this, well, one of the reasons why I'm like this…Beast Boy is more or less deceased. He died when he left the Titans...No…when he was forced to leave the Titans…
"Rage shall consume you…" was what Trigon had said to Raven…but for some reason, I had a feeling he had directed it to me, had predicted my fall as a Titan and my rise to power.
What am I now you may ask? Simple…I am a hero…I am an avenger.
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Beast Boy's Death, December 6th 1:37 A.M. Age 16
Shadows, dancing around everywhere I looked. I glanced and focused my attention on the darkened walls of the abandoned warehouse searching for him, Slade. Starfire's unconscious body lay protectively in my arms, while Cyborg's cool metal back, pressed with assurance up against mine. Raven and Robin were nowhere to be found.
Turning, I looked over my shoulder eyeing my tired looking comrade behind me, "You doing ok Cy?"
He somberly and uncertainly shook his head, "No. My powers slowly dying out. I might be out of this fight very soon."
Nodding in agreement, I gazed down at the usually vibrant Tameranian girl, now deadweight in my support, "Do you think Star's gonna be alright?"
"Yeah…she's going to be fine. Worry about yourself, moss ball."
I scoffed at the nickname, "Moss ball? Wow Cy, your insults are weakening there."
"Shut up grass stain," was his retort before we both became silent readying ourselves for a fight that was soon to come.
Closing my eyes, I listened very intently to the sounds around me. A few screeched of bats, the oceans soft thud against the shore, and…No! "Cy-!" It was already too late. Cyborg's body fell to the ground with a loud "Clang!" as it hit the concrete, hardly. He was out for the count and I was now alone.
Growling I gently placed Starfire on the cool ground and crouched into a ready position. Slade, he had to be around here somewhere. I had heard the gun-thingy that seemed to suck out Cy's power, but where the fuck was he?!
A cough behind me caught my attention as I shot around glaring at the orange and black masked man, "Slade!"
He chuckled as his voice slithered out in a mocking tone, "Aren't you the smart one, Beast Boy."
I lunged toward him in bear form as I leapt up on two legs and swung left, right, but he just simply dodged my attacks and sent a swift kick into my stomach causing me to fall against the solid pavement. Getting up, I was greeted with another kick, this time, in the head.
Slade laughed softly again as he picked up my now human form and flung me into a bunch of large wooden crates, "You are so pathetic, child."
I tried to get up, I really did, but my body was heavily broken and damaged. Coughing, I covered my mouth but I could feel and smell the red satanic liquid, blood. Shit. He was right. I glanced up at the man who walked solemnly towards me, I am pathetic. It took only a couple of hits before I too was down like my friends. I couldn't protect them.
The villain chuckled as he reached down and grabbed me by my throat, and effortlessly picked me up yet again saying, "Why, Beast Boy, why are you so weak?"
I didn't reply, I couldn't reply, the room around me seemed to blur and distort into incomprehensible images. I was going to breathe my last breath and die. The last thing I remembered was Slade's laugh and a gunshot before everything went black and still…
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Narrative POV
The Beast is Reborn…Time? Unknown
The green adolescent, seemed to float through an unknown intelligible darkness. It had seemed as if years had gone by, long slow excruciating years…he did not know where he was, or who he was for that matter…What was going on?
Finally his body came to a stop as a voice sounded all around him, "Do you wish to die, Garfield Mark Logan?"
Garfield…yes that was his name; Garfield Mark Logan, "No, not yet."
The voice seemed to close in around his floating vulnerable form, "I could save you, if you just let me."
Garfield nodded absentmindedly; he didn't want to die, "Yes. Save me, master."
"Very well," a hot liquid like sensation danced across his unnatural green skin, "You were the one who have asked for this, welcome it, young one."
The young man opened his mouth, as if he would cry out in both pain and pleasure. Nevertheless, no sound escaped his opened and parted lips and before he new it, his body stopped its endless hovering, and pummeled to it's outwardly death…
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December 11th 2:49 A.M.
A gasp escaped from the green boy's lips as he shot up in bed, causing his head to throb in unbearable pain. Groaning he cupped his cranium gently in his strong hands, what the hell happened to him?
He groggily opened his emerald eyes and glanced around the dimly lit white walled room. The medical bay, but why was he here? Reaching down he weakly tore off the IV's and whatever the hell was attached to his damaged form, he wanted answers and now.
A second later, an annoying buzzing and beeping sounded from the machine next to him. Before he knew it the door opened and a very exhausted and panicked looking Cyborg ran full speed into the area. As his eye met the injured man's orbs he gave a small, relieved smile, and said in a harsh raspy breath, "Thank God." He tentatively walked toward his best friend, as his smile only widened. "Thank God," he repeated as he reached over and patted Garfield on his bandaged back.
The green man, cocked his head to the side in confusion, "Cy, you ok?"
A small tear escaped from Cyborg's human eye, at the thought of Beast Boy saying that, "I should be asking you that, grass stain."
"What happened?"
The man/robot did not answer; instead he whipped out his communicator and quickly spoke, "He's awake. Come down to the Medical Bay."
"Cy…" the large man did not answer back and instead stared out the window, eye glazed over, deep in thought.
A minute later the door again tore open revealing a very happy looking Starfire, "Friend! I-it is most glorious to see y-you!" As she flew nearer, Garfield could see the redness in her usually bright green eyes, she had been crying…a lot.
She did not attempt to hug him or even touch him, but instead stared at a spot on the wall, trying not to make any contact with him. "Starfire?" he reached for her arm, but she just happened to have an itch on the other arm, his fingers had only brushed a tiny portion of her orange toned skin.
Another few silent minutes slowly drifted by, before both Robin and Raven made an appearance. Robin's eyes may have been masked, but Garfield could still feel the severity and vehemence the boy seemed to hold against him, but why? "What the fuck have you done?"
Gar's eyes narrowed, "What are you talking about?"
The masked leader stormed forward as he slammed his fist onto the bed, "You tell me this instant, Beast Boy! What the fuck have you done?!"
Gar just continued to stare in utter bewilderment, "I-I don't know what you are talking 'bout." He held up his bandaged hands in defense.
Robin bared his teeth in pure rage, as he withdrew handcuffs out of his utility belt placing them on Gar's wrist, "You are fucking ridiculous, Garfield!"
"What are you talking about?!" he glanced worriedly at the cool metal that was tightened onto his skinny wrist.
The Titan's leader shook his head as he pointed an accusing finger at his "friend and companion", "You know what you have done! Don't play dumb BB! YOU FUCKING KNOW!"
A stern pale hand grabbed onto the Boy Wonder's tense shoulder, "Robin, let me talk to him." Raven gazed into his masked eyes, "Calm down."
The infuriated man gave a deep sigh as he turned on his heel and stormed over to the doorway, leaning against the framework, watching the two like a hawk.
Raven's violet eyes gazed softly at Gar's, "Do you remember anything?"
He nodded hesitantly, "Y-yeah. We were fighting Slade. He attacked me and Cyborg and then he defeated the both of us, fast."
"Then what?"
"Uh…nothing…just laughing and a gunsh-" his eyes widened, "Wait what?!"
She nodded seriously as she pointed a skinny pale finger at his bandaged chest, "Yes, Beast Boy, you were shot." She again nodded toward his torso, "Right at the heart. You should be dead, but…" She looked away, "You…you…did something. Something terrible." She couldn't say it, she didn't believe it. This man would never commit such a heinous crime…Beast Boy…
"Rae…" she was shaken out of her thoughts by his sad needing voice and his firm grip on her arm, "Please, tell me."
She turned and faced him again, "BB…you-"
"Killed Slade." Robin's voice was livid.
Gar shook his head defiantly, no! He couldn't of! "I don't believe you!"
Robin pushed himself away from the doorframe and roared, "You don't believe it?! DO YOU WANT TO SEE HIS MANGLED CORPSE?! HIS TWISTED BLOODIED FORM?! INTESTINES RIPPED OUT AND TIED AROUND HIS HEAD, NO WAIT! DECAPITATED HEAD?!"
Gar's face paled, at the image of his hands covered in Slade's blood, holding the villains pink and bloodied intestines, "I…I didn't."
Raven shook her head as she held up a hand at Robin, telling him to stay quiet, "You did, we saw you do it..."
"But," he glanced around at all his friends; Robin with his hands in fists at his sides, Starfire whose tears began to form and slide silently from her eyes, Cyborg who continued to star out the window, refusing to look at him and Raven who turned her back away from him hood up, giving off a stay away from me aura. "But…I…"
"You're going to jail," was his only response from his former leader, "for along time."
Gar nodded, as he stared unseeingly at his hands folded in his lap, "Can…Can I see the body?"
Cyborg's voice sounded for the first time in awhile, "You can't BB…The body was…it's… unnoticeable…You," he glanced at his friend, "You destroyed him."
"I-I understand."
Robin left the room, and a second later returned with a squad of Jump City cops, "It's time for you to go."
Gar nodded…he deserved this. As the cops forcibly helped him from the bed, Robin reached out and withdrew Beast Boy's communicator, "You're not going to be needing this anymore." And with that…he was led away from the Titans…forever.
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A month went by as Garfield Mark Logan lay in his specially made cell, eyes locked onto the ominous plain ceiling. He still couldn't believe what had happened. They were lying, they just had to be. This was probably some weird test of Robin's and they would show up soon announcing he passed.
He shook his head no, they weren't coming.
Growling he stood up and glanced out at the window, he was bored nonetheless, and he was sick. Sick of this cell, of life, of humans. He was going to escape tonight. His master was coming.
Midnight struck as the bell signaling 12 o'clock sounded throughout the prison while Garfield leaned against the chilly stone wall as he spoke tiredly to the shadows, "So you've finally arrived." His green eyes stared at the figure whose body seemed to merge with the darkness around him, "Master."
"Please," a man stepped forward with long black curling hair, a matching goatee and four red dangerous eyes, "Just call me Lord Trigon."
Gar nodded, "Of course, Lord Trigon."
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Robin had been rudely awakened, as did all of the other Titans by the loud, blatant alarm. As the others appeared in the meeting room, Cyborg asked his leader, "What's the deal, Robin?"
The man didn't answer and instead continued to stare mesmerized at the screen, with a message flashing warningly, PRISON NUMBER 0, OCCUPANT: BEAST BOY HAS ESCAPED.
"I am a hero…I am an avenger…"
AN: Just wanted to write something for the Titans. I still love them no matter what! Reviews are appreciated please! I would like to know how it is since this is my first Teen Titans fic!