Hey guys, so this is the promised sequel to Beast Boy's living past, i know it took me a while but technical difficulties ocurred. Anyway, this is set up in the future for the first couple of chapters then back to the present. It might turn confusing at times and certain events we already went through in the other story might be affected. I would suggest for those who are not familiar with what's going to happen here, read "Beast boy's Living Past" first in order to make sense of this one... Just... let me know what you think.

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Chapter 1.

May 3, 2029, 11:03pm

Garfield sat in front of the main computer in the common room of Titans Tower, stroking the keys absentmindedly, looking for… he wasn't exactly sure but a faint memory had triggered his curiosity. After a moment, he had both hands clasp under his chin while resting his elbows on the desk and drumming his fingers almost impatiently, as if waiting for an answer that wasn't coming fast enough.

There was total silence, until…

"… I told you Vik, we'll make it right… I promise" said a young man as he walked in the common room, too distracted to notice they were not alone. Garfield had suddenly sensed their presence and that only meant one thing, they had just come out of a portal.

The young man in question was his son, Mark, named after his father. Although Raven and Garfield had agreed on not using Garfield's first name, they did agree on using his middle name. Not only because it was a better choice (since Trigon's name was definitely out of the question), but because Garfield wanted to honor his own father in some kind of way and what better way than to pass on his name.

Mark had inherited most of his father's traits. His skin was a pale green. His hair was green with purple highlights spread along the edges of his hairline and he could transform into any animal, just like his father but when he was really upset, his eyes would glow red and a second set would appear, just like his mother and his sister Mariella.

Mariella, his daughter, was more like Raven herself. Quiet and intellectual. Her powers were like her mother's but, being a quarter demon, made her life a whole lot easier to enjoy as her powers were not as dangerous but still a certain degree of control had to be learnt in order to keep them in check.

Her name was picked as a combination of the names of both her grandmothers, Marie and Arella and just as her brother, her hair was green with hints of purple along the hairline. Her eyes were green, her skin, a pale complexion and she too could transform into any animal with enough concentration and only when necessary but avoided the task all together

Mark and Mariella were twins and at fifteen, they were already part of the Titans new generation and together, along with Victoria, the late Red X's daughter, were inseparable and unstoppable.

"You'll make what right, Mark?" Garfield asked, as he turned around on the chair he was sitting, startling the new comers. The young man in question was the most surprised and quickly removed the arm that he had draped on the girl's shoulders in comfort and both stopped in their tracks. This didn't go unnoticed.

"D-dad, what are you doing up this late?" The young man asked while rubbing the back of his head with a nervous little laugh, another of his father's traits.

"I could ask you the same question. Where have you two been?" Garfield could sense his anxiety and made him all the more curious, until someone else entered the common room.

"By the way Mark… Oh, hello father, I'm sorry for the late arrival but we got caught up in a reconnaissance mission" said the young woman calmly as she walked towards the small group.

"I wasn't aware there was an ongoing mission of that nature" asked Garfield trying to decide if whether his daughter was too calm because she was telling the truth or she was trying to distract him from her brother's behavior. It's not that it was in Mariella's nature to lie but Garfield knew that brother and sister always protected each other, whether from villains or their parent's punishments.

"Vicky's grandfather assigned it and you know how fond he is of secrecy"

"I see" Garfield then noticed Victoria with a sad and distracted expression. She had not said a word since their arrival.

"Vicky? Are you alright?" but there was no immediate response until Mark gently elbowed her to get her attention.

"…oh, sorry uncle Gar. Yes I'm fine, I was just… daydreaming, that's all. Is uncle Richard back from his mission yet? Or aunt Raven?"

But to both questions, Garfield only shook his head. "But I expect them to come back no later than tomorrow morning, is there something I can help you with?"

"Not particularly. I'll just turn in for the night if you don't mind, I'm exhausted." And without another word, Vicky, left. Garfield watched her leave, even after she went thru the doors he could sense the girl's sadness, and that only meant one thing, she was dwelling on her father's death. They had been really close and for that reason, Garfield knew that Victoria would never rest until she found the culprits.

Victoria had been too young when her father was executed in front of her eyes in a video call. Garfield could still hear Vicky's blood chilling scream during her nightmares every now and then as he too tried to cope with the loss. Michael had become a teammate, a Titan, a friend. One that would give his life for just like with the rest of his friends, but good intensions had not been enough and he had been unable to save him and deep down he knew that Vicky blamed him for it, even though the girl had never breathed a word.

"Dad?" Mariella called quietly while holding her father's hands while her brother wrapped his arms around his father's shoulders.

"Dad, it wasn't your fault. Quit feeling guilty."

"I should talk to her… but what would I tell her?... man, I wish your mother was here, she always knows how to sooth Vicky's worries"

"As well as yours, when is she coming back anyway. She's been gone almost a week with aunt Kori to visit Tamaran, don't you think?" Mark said as he wrapped an arm around his father's shoulders and gently led him towards the door.

"I know, but Star needed to go, her Knorfka was very ill and your mother went along to offer her support, I couldn't say no to that" Garfield said with a sigh and noticed his son was leading him out of the common room but said nothing. Instead, he decided to go along and try to find out why Mark was trying to distract him and from what.

"True, but you know what you can do? You can call her. The computer in your room has the same capacity to reach out of space networks as well as your communicator. Why don't you… go to your room, establish a connection and give her the surprise?" said the boy with the enthusiasm of a marketing professional.

Garfield smiled at first then narrowed his eyes in a playful manner. "Mark, I know how to call your mother, we spoke yesterday, remember?"

"It doesn't mean she wont be happy to speak to you again sooner rather than later" said Mark and displayed a confident ear to ear smile that reminded Garfield of himself in his younger years.

At this point they had reached his parents room. Mark entered the code which made him smile every time because, for as long as he remembered, the code had been the same from the time this room was only his mother's. He typed the word "green" and the door slid open.

The inside was one of Mark's favorite places in the Tower as well as his sister's. The curtains were still black, but it was no longer a sign of depression but simply to give the couple privacy. Some of the many artifacts and books Raven had collected over the years were still on display on a wall to the left where a closet had been rebuilt and customized in order to store the rest of the more dangerous and rarest objects, like the talking book Mark once discovered as a child by mistake when he was playing hide and seek with Mariella and Vicky.

The bed in the far back was a bigger version of the original Raven used to have but instead of a canopy hanging above it, it had a black marble headboard that gave the impression of looking at the far away stars.

The wall on the right side however, contained a mixture of Garfield's decoration and mutual memories. Family pictures as they call it, contained a series of memories captured by a camera. Happy memories of their extended family with the Titans, with the kids and friends as well as pictures dated after the tragedy.

There was also a desk and a small version of the advanced computer in the common room at the end of the wall, closer to the door. As Mark sat down, ready to type the command, his eyes lingered to the one picture that always intrigued him.

It was a picture of his mother's twenty eighth birthday, just about a year before Michael's death.. Garfield had pulled her into a kiss right before the picture was taken, but it also caught a glimpse of Michael's fingers intertwined with Raven's while he watched the couple kissing.

Garfield had noticed this and let out a small sigh after a moment.

"Did it ever bother you that he was in love with mom?" Mark asked quietly and Garfield sighed once more before answering.

"More than you can ever imagine"

"Then why allow it?"

"I have no saying on anyone's heart other than my own. At some point, I realized that if I kept fighting it, I would push your mother away. Instead, I decided to accept the fact that someone else had feelings for her and I could only be thankful and grateful that regardless of that she still chose me"

Mark thought for a moment and remembered the way Michael had longingly looked after his mother at the reception and that only served to confirm what he had seen over the years when he was little.

"Why ask me that now? I mean, its been over five years since your uncle Michael died, why does it bother you now?"

"I just… realized today. I mean, Mariella and Vicky knew, I just didn't see it and now everything makes sense" Mark said almost absentmindedly while still looking at the picture but his tone made his father curious.

"What happened today, Mark? Why was Vicky so upset?"

Mark winced at his choice of words. "Nothing. She just… saw something that reminded her of her dad and you know how she gets" the boy said with a nervous smile while he rubbed the back of his head.

"Why don't I call mom and let you talk to her. I'm sure you guys have loads to talk about since last time, besides, I want to see how's Vicky doing" Mark said as he swivel on the chair and typed the commands on the computer and waited for a connection to the far away planet where his mother was.

"You mean since yesterday?" asked Garfield but his son only chuckled.

Garfield watched him for a moment and had to admit that at fifteen, Mark was in many ways, more mature than he ever was at that age. More responsible and very protective of his mother, sister and best friend ,that, now he realized, it could be more than that, so, with a sly grin and a casual tone, he asked "So… you and Vicky, huh?"

Mark's ears visibly twitched but before he had a chance to say something, the screen in front of him came to life as Raven's face appeared.

"Mark?, Honey? Is everything ok?" Raven asked with some concern.

"Everything's great, mom. Dad and I were just talking about how much we all miss you"

"I miss you too. How's everything going? Is your uncle Victor back yet?"

"Yes babe, he came back this morning" answered Garfield when Mark didn't know what to say.

"Hey Gar, I hear you miss me already" she said with a tiny smile. Mark got up from the chair and motioned for his father to sit instead. As he sat, he winked at her with a smile.

"I always miss you babe, anytime you're not in my arms where I can hold you and kiss you and do those things that you…"

"Ooook, I'll leave you two love birds to your cooing and I'll go see if the girls need something"

And with that, Mark left and quickly closed the door behind him. Garfield and Raven chuckled for a moment before Raven regained her composure.

"Ok Gar, what's going on?"

"I'm not so sure Rae, but something happened that had Vicky very upset"

"Upset? How upset?"

"Just distracted and quiet. Rae, I think they're up to something"

"I think you're right Gar. There is something I never told you or anyone in the team but, I think is happening now"

"What is?"

Raven was hesitant for a moment as if not knowing how to start and that made Garfield all the more concerned but before he pressed her on an answer, she continued.

"Remember our wedding reception?"

"How can I forget, even after saying "I do" Michael wouldn't leave you alone" he said with a playful frown but Raven only rolled her eyes and said with a more stern tone "Focus Gar, think harder"

"Ok, ok…um, I remember that girl that came and hug Michael while he was dancing with you. Is that it?"

"Yes. Do you remember her?"

"I saw her from far away. I never got to see her face. Why? Who was she?"

"That… was Vicky"

"Vicky? But that's impossible. That happened over fifteen years ago. You can't possibly suggest…"

"I'm not suggesting. I am absolutely sure that Vicky time traveled"

"Rae… this is huge… wait, Does that mean she just came back from our wedding reception? So you knew what was going to happen to Michael?"

"No, I never knew what or when. She didn't say much but said enough to make me get to that conclusion"

"What did she say?"

"She told him he was more handsome than what she remembered. Gar, that could only mean she lost him when she was much younger"

Garfield was silent for interminable moments, trying to assimilate what he just learnt and as difficult as it could be to understand, the implications were much clear by the minute. Then, everything around him made sense and instinctively, looked up at the pictures hanging on the wall.

"Rae, why didn't you say something? We could have…"

"Could have what? Save him? How? I never knew what, where or how it would happen"

"I know babe, I'm sorry, it's just…"

"There is something else Gar, our kids were there as well"

Garfield gasped "You mean… the girl you saw before and the kid that took Vicky away from Michael are…"

"I'm afraid so but I wasn't sure back then because I was not familiar with their mental signatures. It was too early to tell, I wasn't that far along and they were wearing holorings to disguise themselves but I was sure about Vicky"

"But they never went back, right? I mean, I don't remember another weird incident like that…"

But Garfield's thought was interrupted when at the corner of the screen, there was a blinking, urgent message that he opened immediately.

"Gar, what is it?"

"There is a security breach in the system. Someone is hacking into our mainframe." He said as he typed furiously on the keyboard and tried to find the culprit. Cyborg was out of the Tower and even though he would get the same message on his built in computer, he wouldn't get there on time.

"Can you see who is it or what information are they looking for?"

Garfield frowned as he read the screen and found the file "Rae, this isn't good. Whoever it is has hacked into one of Nightwing's files … Michael's"

…

…

Meanwhile, Mariella was left alone in the common room. A quick scan of her surroundings to make sure she was alone before she headed to the main computer. Once there, she said "You can come out now Vik, Mark is taking care of our dad"

Vicky walked out of the closet where she had been hiding as a moth, once in her human form, looked from one side to the other before heading towards her friend.

"He was just trying to help, you know. Like he always does but you always make him feel guilty. It wasn't my dad's fault that your dad died or my mom's. My dad never held a vendetta just because…"

"I know that Mariella. And I don't blame him. I just wish… things could have been different. Were you able to find something?" Vicky asked as she sat next to the younger empath.

"Old footage from the security cameras right around the time you were born… and this?" Mariella and Vicky watched the short video with great curiosity when suddenly, Mark walked thru the sliding doors.

"What kind of empath are you Mariella? You could have given us some kind of warning about dad being…"

"Shush!" said both girls without looking away from the computer. The young man frown but then his eyes drifted to the screen.

"Whoa" he said just above a whisper.

And there, at full motion and muted sound, was the image of Raven and Michael the day she had given him a kiss in gratitude for his honorable gesture of not taking advantage of her, but of course, with the lack of sound, the gesture seemed that of two lovers.

"Dad never told me about that" Vicky said once the feed on the screen faded and another one was being loaded.

"That's not all. I found this as well but I'm not entirely sure who is she" Mariella said quietly as she stroke the keys on the keyboard in search for a particular image. Seconds later, the image of a small girl in Michael's arms, appeared, leaning over the incubator with a smile. The resemblance was impossible to miss.

"Vik, she looks just like you when you were little." Mark whispered without taking his eyes off the frozen image in front of them.

"Perhaps is me and I just don't remember?" Vicky said as she tried to recollect the memory.

"That's not you Vicky" said Mariella as she typed the commands to let run the video.

"How can you be so sure?" Vicky asked with a frown.

"Because this was taken roughly three or four days after you were born and that girl seems to be about two, maybe three years old"

"So, if Vicky is the one in the incubator, then, who is she?" Mark asked as he nodded towards the screen.

Suddenly, the screen went black for a moment before a map and a network lay out appeared in the screen. Mark and Vicky were about to ask the young empath what was going on when the doors burst open and Cyborg was charging in, cannon ready.

"Alright ya'll, what's going on here? Who's the infiltrator?" Cyborg's booming voice filled the silence before he noticed the startled faces in front of him. He turned his cannon back into his left hand as he approached them.

"Sorry kids, I got an alert signal that we were being hacked"

"We saw it uncle Victor and we were trying to trace it but the signal is being diverted to dead ends" Mariella said more composed.

"I see. Were they able to get to any sensitive information?"

"Not sure. I was trying to get a lock on the signal before it faded"

"Well, is late. Why are you guys still up?"

"We… just came back from a mission" said Mark, finally remembering he could talk.

"Well, how about you guys go to sleep and I'll try to find any tampered files"

The three young people nodded their agreement and left the Cybernetic man to his task unbeknownst to him that he would find nothing because the signal that was used to hack into the Titan's mainframe was created by a mastermind.

…

…

"That was close Mar, where did you learn that?" Mark asked once they got to her room.

"I have actually been able to learn a thing or two from Vicky's grandfather" she said with the ghost of a smile.

"Don't let your parents or our uncles find out, they'll have a heart attack" said Vicky almost absentmindedly. The image still vivid in her mind. "Was that all the footage you were able to retrieve?"

"Unfortunately, yes. Each file is encrypted differently and it would take a lot longer to break. They seem to be grouped by dates. They must hold some kind of significance because…"

But Mariella stopped midsentence right before someone knocked on the door.

"Hey guys, everything ok?" asked Garfield with a smile.

"Yeah dad, we were just discussing the last mission" said Mark and the girls just nodded.

"I see. Anything I can help with? Do you have any leads?

"We do, several of them. Are you done talking to mom so quickly? I thought you guys had lots to talk about" asked Mark not too subtly and that gained him a couple of cautionary glares from the girls.

"We did and I'm afraid we came to several conclusions we didn't expect. She's coming back tomorrow morning and wants to talk to all of you in person so don't make any plans."

He walked towards Mariella and gave her a kiss on her forehead, a pat on Mark's shoulder and a kiss on Vicky's forehead as well, followed by a short hug. "You had a long day. You should rest. You'll feel better tomorrow, I promise"

And with that, Garfield left the room leaving the three of them with curious looks at each other.

"Do you think he knows what we did? Do you think he remembers?" asked Mark in a whisper to no one in particular.

"We weren't close to him at all. There's no way he can remember anything" Vicky whispered back.

"But he did talk to mom. It's possible something in her memory stirred and she told him" answered Mariella in a hushed tone of her own.

"But we had the holorings, there's no way she would recognize us" said Mark.

"Holorings only mask appearance not mental signatures. You and I weren't born yet but Vicky was. It's possible she put two and two together and figured it out"

"It doesn't matter. We can't stop now. Not after what we found out and not before we find the right file. We've been planning this for too long to back down now. Not now that we have finally found a way to go back to stop him from…" But tears welled up and the lump on her throat didn't let her finish her thought. The memories were too fresh and the feelings too raw to ignore. Especially now that after so many years, she had had the chance to hug her father again if only briefly, without him even knowing who she was.

Mark placed a gentle hand on her shoulder and Vicky closed her eyes for a moment while taking a deep breath to calm down. After a moment she opened her eyes again and assured them she was ok and without another word, she left and headed to her own room, leaving her friends to wonder if she really was ok as she claimed.

The next morning, Vicky woke up to a familiar feeling of peace that made her smile before even opening her eyes.

"Good morning aunt Raven"

"Good morning Vicky. I'm sorry if I woke you up too early. I just came back and I wanted to make sure you're ok."

Raven was sitting next to the Vicky while the girl rubbed the sleep off her eyes. So many times Raven had spent the night with her like this, trying to calm her nerves and make her nightmares disappear after Michael died that after a while, Vicky couldn't sleep without Raven close by.

Robin, who had changed his hero name to Nightwing sometime before Michael died, had attempted to sooth her but his mere presence and the sound of his voice had been the last straw when the memories and reminders were too much for a ten year old to bear and her only reaction had been to run away and practically disappeared from the face of the earth for a while. Every one of the Titans set out to find her coming back empty handed. Even the Doom Patrol and Batman were enlisted to help but to no avail and for a while there was no sight of little Victoria until almost a year ago when she appeared at their doorstep out of the blue.

Now older, more mature for her short years and more defined, she resembled her mother greatly, and even though she was received warmly, she still kept her distance from Nightwing whom she only knew was her only relative and her father's twin brother.

But no matter how many times she was asked, she never revealed her whereabouts of the last four years she was gone. Only with Raven she would feel comfortable enough to talk about her past if only for a brief moment.

"I'm fine aunt Raven. How was the trip? Is aunt Starfire's knorfka feeling better?"

"He is. Tamareneans are more resilient than you think. Maybe you can come with us next time we visit Tamaran. It's a whole new world full of wonders" Raven said with a smile.

"I'd love that. I'll just need to pack enough earth food to sustain me. I'm not really fond of their food…" Vicky said and suddenly stopped as if she had said something she shouldn't have. "Please don't tell aunt Star I said that" she said as she sat on the bed but Raven only chuckled.

"Don't worry, none of us are. Not even Richard as much as he tries so as not to hurt her feelings"

"Daddy used to do the same thing. He would smile at her and make her giggle until she forgot about the food and then he would toss it in the incinerator when she wasn't looking. He said it wasn't safe to just leave it in the garbage bag"

"So Star wouldn't see it?"

"That and because he said something might crawl out if left unattended for long"

Both of them chuckled at that.

"Yes, your dad had a way to distract her. Specially when she was sad or upset, he was always there for her"

"But I recall him being more fond of you, aunt Raven. He would always smile when you walked in the room and sometimes I think he never noticed… or you"

"I'm married Vicky, his intensions, no matter how noble, were not welcomed and he knew that" said Raven in a more sober tone.

"I know. i just wish it had been different. He never wasted an opportunity to hug you or call you beautiful, even in front of uncle Gar"

"You noticed that when you were that young?"

"Well, yes. It wasn't hard to miss. Remember when he thought I was a cat and couldn't transform back? When you told him where I was, he went straight for you and hugged you and if I'm not mistaken, almost kissed you in front of everybody"

Raven smiled fondly at the memory. "That's because you had worried him to pieces for almost twenty four hours"

"But that didn't stop him from going for you before me" Vicky said with a smile.

"Were you mad about that?"

"Of course not, I was more worried that he would be too upset with me that he didn't want to see me anymore, but that only lasted until he stopped hugging you. He was never mad. After that I just tried to be better with him"

"And you were and still are. He loved you greatly and he would be so proud of you now" said Raven as he embraced the girl in a brief hug.

"What happened to him was not fair, aunt Raven. Why? Why did they have to rip him away from me?. He wasn't a bad guy, not even a villain. Why did they have to target him?."

"Everything we do has consequences, Vicky, and even though he had abandoned his old ways, his past hunted him"

There was no reply from the young girl but a thoughtful expression replaced her pout. There was so much she didn't know about her father. Things The Titans kept under locked lip that no matter how much questioning she did, there was no budging an answer from any of them. Vicky had not been sure if going back in time would give her the answers she was looking for but now that her aunt confirmed it, there was no doubt in her mind and with new resolution, Vicky got up and headed to her closet and started to look for something deep inside.

Raven was curious as to the change in the girl's mood " Vicky? What are you doing? What's going on?"

"I wasn't sure before of what to do or how to handle his loss, even after all this time but now I know aunt Raven, and its only a matter of… time"