-1Happy Halloween. Disclamer: I don't own Teen Titans. Wish I did, then I'd bring about ten more seasons, making the total number 15! Don't own Star Wars, either. I do, however, own Lord Slyf, who came to me as I was reading Star War: Darth Bane Path of Destruction

"Beast Boy, what CD are you listening to?" Raven asked, annoyed by his choice of music.

"The Sons of Somerland, by Steve McDonald. You do know I'm part Scottish, right?" He frowned when she shook her head. "I've mentioned it, what, a thousand times? You know, Scottish music is very soothing. Listen to it sometime."

"Turn it off Beast Boy. Now." Raven started to get impatient. He just ignored her. Anger building up, Raven seriously thought of trapping him in Nevermore for a week. "OFF NOW!"

Beast Boy looked scared. Despite the fact that he was trembling in fear, he got up the courage to say one word, "no", which made the other Titans gasp in shock. Nobody, not even Robin, talked back to Raven. Before Raven could even use her powers, Robin intervened, possibly saving BB's life.

"Off. Now," he said threateningly, "or you'll be grounded for a week."

Something happened then that nobody expected. Beast Boy took out the CD, and stormed out of the room. "I know when I'm not wanted. They'll see. Lord Hoth himself is coming in a week. We've got to win this war…or the Sith will rule." Without looking back, the Titan known as Beast Boy deactivated his T-Communicator and headed towards the Mall.

At the Mall, Lord Slyf, Jedi Master, sat at table covered in green and blue décor. Recruiting had been fast today. He was about to close up for the day when a young man approached him. The man looked human, but he had green skin. "How may I help you," Slyf asked, extending his hand. The green man shook his hand.

"Garfield Logan, sir."

"Lord Slyf."

"I want to join, Lord Slyf." Inside, Garfield's mind screamed no, but his heart told him yes. He saw the man smile.

"Okay then, Mr. Logan. Sign here, please, and put your race, home planet, and any relatives." After the young man had signed, Lord Slyf looked at the paper. "You didn't list any relatives, Mr. Logan."

Garfield looked at the man with sad eyes. "I have no relatives, sir. Also, please call me Garfield, sir."

"I am sorry to hear that, Garfield. Also, you don't have to call me sir. You can call me Marcus Slyf. Lord Hoth will be coming here in a week, and we leave three days after that. Welcome to the Army of Light." As Garfield said thank you, Marcus smiled. This one was strong in the Force. Maybe he could be trained... but that was up to Lord Hoth. "See you in ten days, Mr. Logan." With that, Garfield Logan became a soldier.

He did not return to Titans Tower that night. In fact, he didn't return to the Tower until the day Lord Hoth arrived. He wanted to take a shower, and get some good clothes on. Upon arriving, he decided that he wanted to tell the others what he had done. Entering from the roof, he descended into the Tower's living room, which, to his great surprise, was empty. Hoping he would meet the others, he made his way to the training room, which was also vacant of any life. Deciding he'd catch up with the others later, Beast Boy went to his room, got some fresh clothing, and proceeded to take a long shower. After getting dry and dressed, he went to get a snack from the kitchen, then went back to his room to pack.

Why do I have so much stuff, Garfield thought, after he finished packing. Heading back to the living room, he was nearly knocked off his feet when Cyborg, shocked at the sight of a stranger in his home, fired his sonic cannon. "Cy, it's me!" Beast Boy cried, lowering his hood. The other Titans stared at him in shock. Beast Boy had cut his hair, and his skin looked normal. "Before you say anything, yes, I cured myself. Thanks to Dr. John Dejome, I am cured of that horrible ability to change into animals. How long have I had the cure? Five months. I'm leaving."

"Beast Boy," Robin said, "you don't have to leave. You didn't have to cure yourself. None of us wanted that." Raven opened her mouth to say something, but Garfield cut her off.

"This isn't about you! I am no longer going to be the butt of everyone's jokes. I am no longer going to be told that my music stinks, my jokes are lame, or that I'm immature. I've joined the Army of Light. We leave in three days." Then he left, leaving a crying Starfire, a bewildered Cyborg, a fuming Robin, and a depressed Raven.

"Please, sir, we have to talk to him." Robin was pleding with Lord Slyf to let the Titans talk to Garfield.

"He left instructions not to be bothered until Lord Hoth arrives, which should be in an hour." Seeing the Titans depressed, Slyf quickly added, "if you want, though, you could wait here. The recruits are going to be gathering in that field to meet Lord Hoth, so you may talk to him then." Bowing gracefully, he left to go finish preparations for Hoth's arrival.

Raven gritted her teeth. "I can't believe he'd join. That doesn't seem like him. He may think he's mature, but inside he's still a little kid."

"Friend Raven," Starfire replied, "I wonder if you are being sisterly, yes?" The other Titans looked at her, wondering what she meant.

"I think," Cyborg said, "that what Starfire's trying to say is that Raven is being overprotective. He is 16, after all. Unless he's had Jedi training, he shouldn't even be considering fighting the Sith. What if he get's captured? The Sith aren't exactly kind to their prisoners, you know." The Titans all agreed. Beast Boy would not be fighting.

There they waited. Waited until Beast Boy came, where they'd talk him back to his senses. The recruits started to leave their tents, a huge crowd, but they would be able to recognize Beast Boy. Sure, his skin color was normal, and his eyes were blue, but his hair was still green. That would be able to make him all to easy to spot. "Beast Boy," Raven shouted upon seeing him come out of his tent. He seemed not to hear her. Trying to get to him, the Titans were swept up in the tide of eager recruits. Making it out alive, they searched for their friend. The search was in vain. Garfield had slipped into the crowd.

Suddenly, a gentle, calm voice floated through the sky. "Welcome to the Army of Light, recruits. I am Lord Hoth."

That's all for now. May the Force be with you.