Shocked. Not shocked. BAFFLED. There was a smell of murder in the air. It came from that tower. That T-shaped tower. It all started last night...
I was walking around in front of my office, clearly labeled, "William McCoy: MI". I got a call from a distressed teenager. I picked up the phone, "Hello?" I asked. "Please! Help! My friend just died in front of my eyes! There was a flash, then he was on the floor, in a pool of blood!" I took a deep breath and replied, "OK, calm down. I need some information. I'll come by in an hour." As soon as I left, it was dawn. That's when I walked in...
I walked into the main area of the tower to see a small green man in a red and black jumpsuit lying on the ground, dead. The girl turned to me and said, "Beast Boy was a great friend. I don't know who could've done this." She started crying. I hugged her and said, "Don't worry, I promise I will find out who did this." She looked up, still crying. "Promise?" She asked. "Promise." I replied. She said her name was Raven. She was alright after a big glass of water. I took all the "Titans" to my office. I asked them if they saw anything. They all had different stories. The spaiky haired kid, Robin, told me that they were all watching the latest blockbuster on the TV when there was a flash and Beast Boy was behind the couch when he was killed. The robot, Cyborg, said that they were playing the most recent Robot Fighter game when there was a flash and Beast Boy was on the floor in front of him when he was killed. The redhead, Starfire, said they were in combat practice when Beast Boy was in a practice dummy's hand, covered in bruises when he was killed. I simply remarked, "Listen, this sounds like something very strange. I should come back to the tower and investigate some more. Can you take me with you?" They all shared glances and agreed...
They showed me to the
main area. I walked through the door to the rooms and went into a
room with a bunk-bed and lots of toys scattered on the floor. Raven
showed up at the door saying, "This was his room. You can stay in
here if you must stay for the night." Her eyes filled with tears
and she started saying, "He was a changeling. He... No... Wait..."
I couldn't help but feel bad. "I'm...I'm... A
changeling too." I haven't done this for years, but I turned into
a lion like I did in the Bruce Wayne days. I turned back and walked
out saying, "I'll try Raven. I'll try."