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I shall open this story with a disturbing thought: A body/ person with no emotion. Does it have a personality? Can it understand love, kindness, fear, or cruelty? Or is it an abomination, a creature that should be ripped from existence and destroyed from the world? Why do we have the right to choose? How can we say this person of creature cannot function properly and safely in public unless we allow it to breathe air and continue living?

My name is Beast Boy and sometime ago I asked myself those same questions and almost convinced myself that because of the beast that lurks in the dark corners of my soul I should be destroyed. Later with Raven's help I discovered I had misunderstood the primal being within me. He was feral and violent but that was the only way he knew to protect the things precious to him and now I finally realize my mistake. Any creature born with a different understanding of the world will immediately be considered a monster. So tell me…what is the true nature of a monster and how far will man go to get what he wants?

As I noticed the creation of man before my eyes my fury boiled deep within my soul. My pale hands clenched so tightly my nails began to pierce my palms and my holo ring pinched my right ring finger. I was wearing the appropriate disguise: white lab coat and reading glasses hiding amidst my shaggy blonde hair. A scientist walked up next to me and looked with adoring eyes through the window in front of us where the creation lay.

'Such an amazing experiment she is we will learn so much by studying her genetic code and structure.'

I didn't even respond, just continued staring. My body was froze-paralyzed and all I could do was watch.

Raven was there, in a specially designed cage, with doctors surrounding her. They were pulling something away from her. No. Not away from her but out of her. Another being slowly emerged as a twin of the original and they held on to each other for dear life. Raven didn't appear to have much strength left as the girl with the red velvet cloak was ripped from her arms and put into her own separate cage. When they wheeled her away the clone of raven reached for her original and cried. Raven herself fell to her knees as her clothing turned white. She closed her eyes to take a deep breath and when they opened, her beautiful eyes, the purple he could never duplicate was gone, there was just whiteness where color should have been leaving only a small black iris.

I had actually forgotten the scientist standing next to me so his voice made me jump slightly.

'Ah I believe that was the last one and now that we have all of them she is a powerless shell.'

He paused to let out a hearty laughed.

'Do tell me is anything new happens.'

Then he walked away.

When he was gone I looked back to the window to see Raven leaning against the wall of her cage staring down at nothing and I sighed, placing my hand against the glass.

'I promise I'll get you out of here Raven.'

Her head shot up as if she heard me and as empty eyes stared back at me I was momentarily frightened and had to remind myself that it was just Raven but I wondered, if this is Raven without her emotions, what did I look like as the beast with no soul?

A/N: I own nothing