Writer's Note (GTG): Okay, so this is the first time I'm writing a Teen Titan fic (finally!). I'm always looking for a BB/Jinx or BB/OC fics but there are so little of them. Raven/BB fics are very common, so if you're reading this, I thank ya, very much. This is a BB/OC fic. If the first few chapters don't do well, then... to be honest idk if I'll delete this or continue it. This story will be a challenge for me. Tell me what you think about this fic. Enjoy!
(fight; hurt to escape)
The black magic wraps around his torso, locking his arms at his sides. He struggles a bit until he realizes that this is futile— fighting against her magic. He eyes Raven with a look of hurt and betrayal. As usually, her expression is blank. This hurts him even more.
She steps closer to him. "Do I have to keep you tied up or are you going to make this easy for us? Specifically me."
He tries to give her a dazzling smile. "Rae…" then grunts as the black energy grows tighter. He scans at all of his friends— his family— seemingly ganging up on him. Like a trapped animal. He feels like crying. "Guys, please." Begging is an overused thing, but it's worth the shot. "Please don't do this."
"I'm sorry, Beastboy," says Robin in a stern voice, glaring at him. "But you did a crime. Running away and refusing to turn yourself in makes you a fugitive. We have to stop this—"
'You', Beastboy thinks. That's what he means, instead of the word 'this'.
"—it's our job." Robin finish.
To fight the bad guys. But this isn't fighting through. This is convincing. Or threatening. Either way, they'll still take him to the authorities. He'll have to make a choice;
Fight or flight is a physiological response in all humans and animals. It's just that, humans are prone to think more than to let instincts take over. Animals choose instinct.
Fight or flight?
It's embedded in his DNA to automatically choose on instinct.
But in this situation, he's too rigid (simply because Raven has him tied up) with either choice. Flight; try to get away from his friends— but where could he hide? They'll find him eventually. Or fight; fight all of them and surely lose— but he can't fight because they're his friends.
So what to choose?
"Choose me."
Oh shit. If he chooses him, the Beast will choose the fight response. He'll do much more than hurt them. You'll kill them.
"I won't. It's against your wishes."
Raven is saying something— probably an insult. He doesn't hear because the Beast's words fill his head. "Such friends you have. They put their… occupation before their friends. Or perhaps it's just you that they just do. All of the years degrading treatment and one accident later they are eager to put you away. Even threatening you— and you, you disgraceful fuck, debates whether to fight back or run like a coward. Had it been a different member— Raven perhaps— this situation would go down a different path."
And Beastboy's eyes widen at that very accurate thought.
"So choose me."
"No! I can't!" he yells out loud, knowing that he damn well can and want to. His focus is back on his teammates. Robin shrugs and pulls out his communicator. Raven walk towards the entrance door, pulling him along within her black energy. Starfire who was floating and quietly watching lands on her feet with sunken shoulders. Cyborg scratches his head, not knowing what to do.
Fear grips him tighter than Raven's magic. Tears brews in his eyes. I'm going to prison! They're going to put me in a maximum prison!
"For this once, Garfield, choose me."
With a sob, Beastboy cries out, "OKAY!"
The Beast chuckles darkly and the green titan feels his own conscious being eagerly yanked back.
The other titans turn to him, thinking that his outburst was him to surrender to turning himself in willingly. His head drops and his shoulder quivers. Raven removes her magic. "Beastboy?" she says, moving closer to him. With her empathic abilities, she reaches out him and immediately retreats— eyes wide. "B-Beastboy?"
The quiver isn't from crying. It's from silently laughing. Before she can react or even utter a word, a gloved hand with sharp claws protruding from the fingertips, locks around her throat. The sharp nails dig slowly into her neck, inducing beads of blood. She chokes, wanting to scream when he meets her eyes
because they're completely white
just like…
"Wrong." Is all he says, smirking, the Beast snarls. With incredible strength, he harshly throws Raven to a solid wall.
The sound of her collision is sickening.
It sends a shock to the other three titans as they all gasps.
Her body slowly peels away from the wall, landing heavily on the floor, displaying a nasty bloody nose. She doesn't move.
Cyborg is the first to respond, readying his cannons, but before the transformation is complete, the Beast grips the mechanical parts and ruthlessly rips them off. Cyborg howls. The Beast silence that with a hard kick to the head.
A bostick directly swung to the face daze the Beast. He staggers back, quickly parrying the leader's punch.
They dance. And by dancing, they fight. Robin throwing his best punches and kicks, and the Beast blocking and parrying the blows. While the Beast is honestly blasé with this fight, Robin is becoming increasingly frustrated.
The Beast ducks when Starfire throws a few starbolts. Robin attempts to take that opportunity to send a well-aimed kick to his face, but the gloved hand grips his ankle. The Beast, by the ankle, lift Robin up and slams him hard down the floor. Robin temple receives most of the impact thus he is out. The Beast tosses his limp body to the side. And now—
"Beastboy." Starfire levitates a few feet from the ground. "I do not wish to hurt you." She raises a threatening glowing green hand. "Please surrender."
The Beast tilts his head. For a long moment of silence and contemplation, he doesn't attack or move. Then his eyes blink back to the normal forest green color. They immediately spring tears. "St- Starfire?"
Starfire quints her eyes. Right away, she knows that this is the real Beastboy. She lowers her hand and she visibly relaxes. Beastboy drops to his knees, letting go another sob, ducking his head and muttering that he didn't mean to. Starfire's heart painful clench. Hearing her friend cry… it's not a good feeling.
Starfire floats next to him and kneel. "It is the 'okay', friend Beastboy," she says in a soothing tone. His muttering is quieter now. "I know you didn't mean it." She reaches out to him.
Beastboy snatches her hand eliciting a gasp from the alien. He looks up— not green eyes, but white eyes. "Oh, but what if I did?"
The Beast's first strike her face hard before she can utter a word. Since she is the strongest titan, he quickly tosses her body to the glass windows. She goes through it and falls below out of site. The fall won't kill her. (it shouldn't)
The Beast breathes heavily. He has control now until this adrenaline runs thin.
He hops out the window. During the fall, he begins to shape to his form, roaring as he does.