Hey! I made this a while ago, and sent it to Cartoon Network too, asking them to make this the next episode. They ignored me. Anyway, I figured you guys would wanna see it, so here it is! Rated K+ 'cause there's that nothing bad in this. This takes place three days after Terra's infamous "Things change, Beast Boy" line. And guess what? I gave you guys two endings! My first ending is more for those of you (mentally challenged people) who support BBxRae, whereas my second ending is for the (smarter) BBxTerra shippers. I gotta warn you though; both of my endings are fluffier than a five-year-old's teddy bear. I hope you enjoy both (FYI, this is in Beast Boy's perspective)!

Disclaimer: If I owned Teen Titans, I would've killed Slade in the volcano, let Beast Boy kiss Terra on their date, and never have her betray them in the first place.

Novel -Version of Teen Titans – Season 6, Episode 1

Chapter 1 – The Past

I kept telling myself not go back into that empty room, but I just couldn't ignore it. It was like an awesome video game. No matter how many times I die in it, or how many times I throw the controller at the ground, give up, and walk away, I just kept coming back for more. I didn't even know why I kept doing it. I hated the memories that came flooding back to me every time I stepped into that room. There were some happy memories, but not enough to hide the hurt I still got every time I thought about her. What she did to us. How much she lied to me.

And once again, I was back, sitting on that bed, the same memories filling my head like a storm cloud. I glanced over at the table in the middle of the room, and I saw that stupid heart-shaped box I'd made for her back when I thought she was my friend…my best friend. How could I've been so stupid? I opened my hand and unfolded the roll of photo booth pictures, which I'd crumpled up and thrown out the window countless times, only to feel guilty and dive down to get it again.

I stared at the pictures, ignoring the painful mix of anger and depression I felt when I did. Those pictures were taken the night she betrayed us. Back then, I thought that she really cared about all of us. If she had cared, she would've gone to us in the first place, and then none of this would've happened.

The room was suddenly filled with red light, and I heard the familiar alarm sounding. I stood up, put the pictures back in the box where I'd left them, and walked to the window. I stopped for a second, looking at my own reflection, taking in the reason that I do what I do, the reason why I can never live a perfectly normal life. For about ten years now, I've lived with the same mutations brought on by doctors who assumed I was dying. The same shades of green that my skin and hair had turned, the same pointed ears, the same small fangs.

Of my entire team, I'm the only one that would stand out in a crowd. Well, I guess Cyborg would, too, but he could just go back to his old method of hiding his metal parts. I could never be able to hide what I am. I watched my reflection morph from my human form into that of a pterodactyl. I pushed the window open with my head and perched on the windowsill. Looking up, I saw the rest of my team heading into the city. Robin, StarFire, Cyborg, and Raven. They're the only family I have left. I flew up to meet them, flying by their side.

"Hey, there he is. Where've you been, B? We haven't seen you in three days," Cyborg said, as I grabbed his wrists with my talons to carry him the rest of the way. I didn't answer, but then again, pterodactyls can't talk. "We were worried about you. We feared you had gone missing," said StarFire. "Are you alright?" I nodded in response. It's easier to lie when you're a dinosaur.

We arrived in the city, and my heart twisted when I saw that school. She'd be there by now, going on with her life and not caring that she left me behind with a knife in my back. Alarms were ringing in the bank across the street. We went in and were met by the familiar scene: the workers tied up, a vault open, a bad guy (in this case, Gizmo) stowing the cash. I didn't wait for Robin to tell us to attack; I went from pterodactyl to lion in a split second, and lunged at Gizmo.

Once, I came in contact with some chemicals from a lab where they had been testing on animals. The chemicals had caused my DNA to go haywire, and I lost control of my powers. When I got angry, I would turn into a primal…thing. It was some sort of mix between a bear, a tiger, and a wolf. When it was all over, I still had those primal animal instincts. I kept them locked up in my mind, only using them when I needed to.

I used them now, combing them with all the pent-up anger I felt, and I was unstoppable. Soon, I'd torn off the tech-filled backpack Gizmo always used and pinned him to the ground. He surrendered, and was hauled off to jail for about the seventh time since we started fighting him. Still a lion, I turned in the direction of our tower, ready to go back. "Beast Boy, wait," Robin said. I turned. "You sure you're OK?" I nodded, turned into a hawk, and flew back, not wanting to have to interact with anyone else for the rest of the day.

I didn't go back to the room when I returned; I'd had enough of the memories today. Instead I went to my room, pulled open the window with my claws, landed on my bed, and shifted back to human. I closed my eyes, hoping that by the time I woke up, the rest of my team would be asleep so I could go get some food (like I'd been doing for the past three days). I couldn't fall asleep. I just lay face down on my bed, eyes open, waiting for something to happen. Someone knocked on my door and I rolled onto my side, my back to the door.

"Beast Boy, it is your friend, StarFire. I wish to ask what is troubling you." StarFire is the kind of person you can't ignore easily, because you're afraid of hurting her feelings, or because you're afraid she'll crush you if you do. "I'm fine, Star," I said, speaking for the first time in three days. "I just wanna be alone, OK?"

"No, it is not OK. If my friend is sad, I want to help."

"I'm not sad, just please leave me alone."

"But I-"

"Just go."

Pause.

"Very well. If you wish to be alone, then I will leave now."

I heard her leave, but I knew she was lying. She's a bad liar. Sure enough, I heard my window opening a minute later. She was a bad liar, but a good friend. "I told you I wanna be alone," I said sitting up and watching as she closed the window behind her. "I am sorry, but I just wanted to know why," she said.

"Did Robin tell you to check up on me," I asked, not even trying to hide the annoyance in my voice. "No," she said. "Robin is…not as concerned as I am." I let out a breath. "In other words, he doesn't care." StarFire opened her mouth to talk, but then, probably realizing I was right, closed it again. "Fine," she said, sighing. "If you wish to be alone, then I will truly go. I hope you will come out soon."

She opened the window again and flew out. I lay back down and looked at the ceiling, letting myself remember why I felt this way. Letting myself remember who caused me to feel this way.