hey, i got another one out, i know it came quickly,and i might have rushed threw it a little at first, but its my day off and i dedicated most of it to writing this. im rewriting TNaF chapter by chapter to make it more fluent and have it read a bit better. then ill get its next chapter out, for now consider it hiatus. this chapter picks up right where the first left you, a struggling cyborg realizing his long lost friend might not be so lost after all. enjoy

It seemed as soon as He closed His arm communicator, the last thing He wanted happened. Raven had walked into the room. The timing was freaking impeccable. She looked from him, to the video, and back to him before turning to face the hallway. "What's that?" she asked as she pulled up her hood. He didn't return a reply. Eventually, tired of waiting to see what he was doing with a video of beast boy, she went back to her room. He shuddered slightly. He was never afraid of her, but since he disappeared she had undergone three breakdowns, blasted her windows out more than a few times, and it finally came to being that when something was randomly broken, she would quietly clean it up, and retreat to her room.

As she walked back to her room she wondered what exactly she had seen on the TV. It explained why Cyborgs emotions hit her like a truck. Everyone was still grieving, but that was still stronger then… well… she hadn't felt anything like that since she had found beast boy's journal. That was a story of its own all together…

Sleepless nights and nightmares accompanied the months and even years after what had become to be known worldwide as the betrayal. She had soon found herself roaming the hallways at night when she couldn't sleep. One particular night found her walking on the floor with the bedrooms in it. She had been walking through the tower, letting memories drift to the surface as she did. Since then she had realized that her room seemed... almost more cheery then the rest of the tower, and THAT was a scary thought. Finally she had come across his room, and even as her mind warned her agenst it, she entered. At first she was afraid the smell would kill her. But when she entered she found it surprisingly… good smelling. It smelled almost like a camp fire in there. She attributed it to the incense that she found laying next to the desk. Sure it was unorganized… well either it had a filing system only beast boy could interpret, or he just didn't understand the basics of organization on any level at all.

She made her way to the bed, and finally when she did reach it, she flopped onto it. She couldn't understand why he never slept on the bottom bunk, it was comfy, and the pillow felt lighter than air as her head came in contact with... "OW!" she yelped. A bump was already forming on the back of her skull. She shuffled the pillow around and found the last thing she would have ever expected in his room.

A journal.

She slowly let her hands drift over the cover, feeling the residue on it. What most people didn't realize was that people's energy, their aura, basically their emotions left imprints on things. The best way to attribute it would be to say that it was like someone's shirt, it smelled like them. If that was a proper analogy then this almost reeked of beast boy. She opened up the cover and found something even more surprising then finding the journal itself.

One: beast boy had been given the book from his shrink, at least that's what it said in the cover.

Two: it was given to him to help deal with depression, and the first thing her mind snapped too was 'Terra'. That had to be it; she had broken him in more ways than one. The worst of it was only A little of it had been on the outside, and She guessed he never really recovered. The first page was a rather… violent poem.

As she flipped through the pages she found sketches, in truth they were not the best she had ever seen, but they weren't half bad. She stopped about halfway through and began to read.

'She doesn't know that she had hurt me. I could tell from her eyes. Those beautiful orbs that cut threw me, and she doesn't know, with all of her power she can't tell. It's a wonder how I can pick the woman others have warned me from asking out. Raven told me not to date terra, and now people on have warned me not to talk to her, but I can't help it. She is my completely opposite, or so people would say, but raven is….different..." she stopped only to consider what this had implemented before continuing. "They wonder why I'm so stupid, I'm not stupid I'm just not…. Taught well, I never had a real chance to go to school, not after…'

She flipped the page, growling slightly at how giant sized his words were. It seemed almost every time she actually got into whatever was written she would have to turn the page.

'Doc said that if I don't face my problems it'll only get worse… so well… here it goes. They think I'm different, but I just act like that because I don't want them to see how scared I am. The titans are the closest thing I have to a family, well, an accepting family at least. With the doom patrol I was always useless, or borderline in the way. It seems like I lose everyone I care for. But I tried. I lost my parents, though I'm not so sure that's the worst thing… I still remember the dog bowl… I lost the first person to look at me when I was green and not run. The doom patrol barely saved me from galtry, that asshole. He betrayed my family and stole from them, and then turned around and tried to kill me. ME! Then the two thieves caught me… they used my powers to help them steal. Jewelry, money, mostly just small things I could sneak away with. It took me forever but then I finally got away from them. The doom patrol helped me then. I was put in nick galtry's custody. After his attempts to kill me, the doom patrol stopped him, and elastic girl adopted me. She died too, I guess it's just… me but... my step father mento almost went mad. I left the doom patrol after I lost my stepmother, I couldn't handle losing more parents, even if the first two didn't like me… but I had come over to America. The place of dreams, the home of Hollywood. For a while I worked on my own, but I never did anything more than bust a few bank robbers and I ended up sleeping in parks most of the time. I thought my vision of America had been dashed to bits. But on that fateful night, I saw robin and helped him out. After the first few minutes I realized that I would only been seen as a jokester, but I was alright with that… '

She had to stop to wrap her mind around each concept, The BEASTBOY, had… this for a past? She shook her head slowly. Before continuing on. She didn't realize the items in the room had begun to twitch, nor did she see or feel her powers beginning to slip…

'People die when they are around me. My parents, my adoptive mother died, my adoptive father came close if memory serves. I should have died from sakutia. She died. Looking forward, raven should have died from becoming the portal… I guess I'm destined to be around it… jees. Well, it's almost time for me to head back out. More challenges from Cyborg and insults from raven. She doesn't realize I keep trying because I think, for that one instant when I scream, and I'm flying away, I almost think I see just the tiniest curling of her lips, or a glint in her eye. So if it means sacrificing my image and dignity… so be it I suppose. Maybe one day I won't have to get her annoyed to get her to smile, maybe one day she will just be happy to be around me. Heh who the hell am I kidding; everyone needs a joker, someone to ridicule. That's me this time around, but it's worth being around her. See ya tomorrow for another rant.'

As soon as she finished reading and the meaning of the words hit her. She felt the wounds tearing open again. if she had just laughed once, let something break just once… that's all he ever wanted was to see her smile. He actually walked in knowing he would be ridiculed, but he wanted her to smile… the windows blasted out as she held the book… but it wasn't on her mind, nor was the veritable typhoon of clothing and items. She could only think of what he did exactly. He took her insults, was hurt by them and kept on coming for more… and when he needed her most, she hadn't come to save him. None of them had. 'How can we even call ourself a good friend, we don't deserve that.' Timid whispered. And there was her red flag. She only heard her emotions speaking to her when they came into a full synch with her body.

'We should kill those fools for taking him from us!'

'We should have said sorry.'

'We should find robin and rip him apart.'

'Raven what did we do? He was the most accepting of them…'

'Raven, move now! We can surprise them all, we can call on father, and we can USE him!'

'Raven!'

'Raven!'

"RAVEN!!" Cyborg had been the one to work his way through the hellish onslaught of clothing, blankets, and glass shards. He had helped her deal with the emotions that had come when she had opened the proverbial Pandora's Box. And now as she sat on her bed he was the one to call her. She gave him the natural dead pan look when he apologized for not answering her. "I wanted to be sure I knew what I was saying before I got anyone's hopes up." She closed her eyes and braced herself. Something was about to happen, the cold feeling in her stomach let her know of that. "Raven, I think we found Beast boy, but the story is spreading like wildfire, we don't have much time before the others find out. Raven the justice league could already be on this." BAM! It seemed like she would need new windows… and a new communicator…

Somewhere far south a certain beast had stopped visiting the village to challenge them, in fact it would damn near kill anyone that came in its territory. It didn't know about television, or about how word was spreading of its existence, all it knew was that something felt wrong. Its territory was threatened. And it became fierce. It had lost a home once; it would NOT lose another one, to anything. It would kill anything that came to challenge it, except perhaps that little one. She felt familiar; she reminded it of another…

there ya go. this was pretty simple, just a flash back of raven finding BB's journal. the next one will have much more about the beast, though im not sure if i want to do it about whats going on with beast, or if i want to do another sort of flash back to explain what lead up to the beast forming a relationship with the villiage. what do you guys think?