The story of the beast chapter 2
MUAHAHA I'm back! WELL I really never left. Sort of.. i wound up typing the first chapter all in one night and the start of this one too. Along with some plot structor and things like that.. ideas of moments. I didn't sleep till 5 am.. and then slept till 12.. so I'm a little out of it, hopefully this can get me back on track... And they will be posted at different times.. i guess... Any who chapter two! btw i kind of made up the university cause it feels weird using an existing one. ( or at least I think its a made up school... O.o )
To answer a question I received about the first. I am aware he sort of grew up in africa but I know more about Rio and brazil then the countries in africa, so don't worry I will make a mention of it. And thanks for the question.
Chapter Two. The Book and the Train.
Raven arrived home later. After explaining her findings to Cyborg, leaving out the part about him being a college graduate, he helped her conclude that the best place to start would be at the university where he was raised in washington. Though he was still watching over the man hunt from titans tower, so Raven would have to go alone. She went to her room grabbing a few things and packing them in a leather bag that she then swung over her shoulder. Normally she wouldn't carry much on her, but she could tell that this journey might be long. not in the actual traveling from place to place. raven could just teleport. But she may have to spend some time in each place to find the answers she seaked. On her way out of the tower she past by beast boys room. her heart sank In the quite nothingness she could hear coming from behind the door, or not coming..
she sighed and entered the room sitting on the bed. taking a deep sigh and with it his sent. She lay down her head on her pillow till she realized that she had been in such a hurry to get home that she had yet to look at the book that Reference gave her. She sat up and pulled it out of her bag and flipped through the pages. All blank. In frustration she tossed the book onto the pillow and fell closely after it. It just didn't make sense that a blank book would have the answers. She let out a sigh and closed her eyes tight in frustration. This was so unlike her, lying on a teem mates bed, frustrated, about to take off with out a strong lead. Stupid beast boy.
Just then from beneath her eyelids she notest a glow coming from the side of the book against the pillow. In picking it up she saw that a small green hair had been pressed to the cover. She new it had to be beast boys. She watched as the green hair glowed bright emerald and began to grown and twist and turn and break across the book forming letters in the most beautiful script 'the Book of the Beast' she watched as the emerald letters glowed brighter as the cover its self shifted to a deep shade of green. She opened the book to find words still filling the pages and as she began to read them she heard a frimilar voice in her head. she closed the book to look at the spine and saw that for the authors name read ' Garfield Logan'. She opened to a random page closer to the end and watched as black ink marks danced across the page forming the words ' no skipping'. Raven let out a sigh. She would have to read the entire book on Beast Boy before she could get to the part of him leaving. As much as she wanted to find the missing titan and bring him safely home, the idea of lessening to a book consisting only of him made her sneer at the irony of him still being able to annoy her even when he had seemingly vanished.
As raven started to leave the tower Cyborg stopped her.
" Hey Raven! I got orders from Robbin. You gotta take the train to washington."
" Your joking right? That trip takes a 36 hours by train, Im losing time as it is by teleporting."
"Easy Rae, didn't know you liked the grass stain that much." Cyborg smirked almost proud at the anger he got out of her.
" I don't..." Raven growled through clenched teeth, her wide with rage. "I just want the trouble he's putting us through to end."
"Easy easy, I get it. We all miss him. But Robin got word from the white house, there on high alert right now. All super heros are confined to normal means of transportation. They want to make sure that BB is not the only one missing, but because were looking for him were hard to keep track of."
"Ugh.. what a pain.. why can they just trust us to raise our hand if were missing?"
Cyborg raised and eyebrow. "I'm joking"
"Hehe.. well I can even use ma Babies!" Cyborg let out a sniffle as Raven rolled her eyes. After composing himself he handed her a train ticket and a passport.
"Why do I need a passport if I'm just going to washington?"
"Well if Washington's a dead end I recommend heading here." Cyborg handed her a note. "Its the address to where BBs parents were buried."
"Buried.. thats kind of dark for Beast Boy. What about a home town or an old house?"
"House doesn't show up on records and I doubt his home town would be of any interest to him seeing how he was only there for a few months after he was born. But if you want to ask around the town were they are buried is also the home town."
"Thanks Cyborg. I'm off."
"Good luck, bring him home. So I can whoop his butt."
As Raven arrived at the station she pulled out Beast Boys book. Sitting down, waiting for the train, she began to notes more differences. The texture of the cover was no longer fabric, it was leather. A green skin leather that was ragged and out of place, making the book hold a messy look to it. the binding was loose and some of the pages had taken to looking almost chewed on. There were claw marks all over the cover. In fact it remind her a lot of beast boy, and if it was his life it would make sense that the book would change to fit the person, but the script confused her.
It was elegant, golden, and each stroke put the very book to shame. Maybe it was just because it was a magic book that the words held some elegance to them, but as she opened it and began to read she saw that the words and frases were composed so wonderfully, she turned back a page and saw the most beautiful illustration. Rich emerald greens, clashed with ruby reds and safari blues, the page it self looked as though it was a piece of jewelry. the illustration depicted a boy crouched on a tree branch facing a raven that was perched up on a branch beside him. his hand starting to stretch outward toward the bird with an innocent glee full look on his face. They were surrounded by leaves in the tree tops and several other birds of different kinds hiding away. Raven looked at the bird and back to the image of beast boy. She had assumed that the presents of her bird was fact that she possess the book. But the look in the boys eyes made her hands tighten on the book, she felt her heart speed up, a faint blush crawling upon her cheeks, never has she seen beast boy looking so.. sooo...
"Miss?"
Raven jumped up to see one of the employes of the translation.
"Miss Raven yeah?" Raven nodded. " Your gonna miss yur train."
Raven looked around and noticed that she had drew a crowd, how long had she been out of it? She quickly grabbed her bag pulling her cloak further down to hide her embarrassment. but it didn't help, she could feel the eyes of the crowds on her as she mad her way to bored the train. she closed her eyes trying to calm down when... POP! A light bulb burst just behind her, taking a few more with it by the fact it surprised and embarrass her further. The good news was that she no longer felt the eyes on her, the bad news is it was the several cries and confused conversations that she over heard. with out a second thought she hopped on the train and raised to her seat curling up by the window trying to meditate to clam herself down.
She awoke several hours after having falling asleep during meditation, she rubbed her hand on her face. Sleeping during meditation isn't something she's done for years, and it always seemed to through her off. She grimaced at what she was wearing in noticing she had grabbed some unwanted attention. She stood up to head over to the bathroom to change into something a little less ostintations. She appeared wearing dark jeans and a grayish purple tank top. over it was a dark gray cotton coat. As she sat back down she started to pull her hair up into a bun, leaving two clumps on to hang on the side of her face. She gazed out the window and knotted it was sun set as they were ridding through some part of the country. She sighed and looked at her bag next to her, with the green book on top. She hastily picked it up and opened to the first chapter. "Early memories" it was called. She began reading as Beast Boys voice filled her thoughts, reading his monolog.
Much of my child hood I don't really remember, although I'm sure that comes as no surprise. No one remembers when they first open there eyes or speak a real language for the first time. And as I grow I seem to forget more things. But there are some things I cant forget. The smell of sea air mixing with the sound of seagulls and waves crashing against rocks. The sunlight on my face as I was held in my mothers arms, with the feeling of protection. And my fathers voice.
Im guessing I take after him when it comes to never knowing when to shut up, my memory of my mom speaking to me is in whispers, when my dads is like, opera loud...
I also remember birds. Birds singing and chirping, of every different shape size and color. Soaring through the sky, dancing with the wind. Im actually most confutable in a bird form. Even when I'm soaring off to battle, I just cant stop the smile that forms in my heart... it would form on my face but birds don't really smile all that well.
I also have a memory I'm not to fond of. Its not very clear, but what I do remember has been etched into my mind. Sweltering heat, a white light, fire, screaming. and thats it. I know not the happiest thing, and despite my carefree behavior something you never would have expected, but it haunts me, and if not for my friends I would be lost.
Raven closed the book with a sigh. She couldn't believe this was Beast Boys mind. He had done such a good job of hiding his intelligence that even when presented with physical proof, it was still beyond her comprehension. Raven shut her eyes and tried to picture beast boys memories using the images from the news articles, it wasn't hard considering how detailed and beautiful they where. She was so lost in thought when...
BANG!
The train jolted to a stop.
Raven looked down to the door leading to the next car. She was in the back just before the lounge car, and she could tell by the sounds that whatever was going around was in the front. Soon the loud speaker came on.
"This is a stick up, we're here to rob this here train! So our boys gonna come round to each car, have your valuables ready and stay where you are, and don't no one be a hero or it will be the last thing you'll ever do."
Raven raised an eyebrow. Not only was it her luck to get the train that they planed to rob, delaying her trip, but the double negative implied some kind of loophole. 'Don't no one be a hero'? She would have to follow that order to heart. She stood up and started to move towards the door when an elderly man stopped her by grabbing her elbow. He didn't need to say a word, she could sense the fear for all there life's filling his heart and his eyes. He was worried that she would make things worse, and get her self killed.
"I'll be fine." she assured him " and so will everyone else." Raven couldn't see her own face, but she had hoped to look confident, she at least felt confident, the man looked at her with a second thought.. and let go. Lowering his eyes with a sigh. And with that Raven gave a small smile and headed through the door.
She had gone through 3 cars before she was met with anyone. Two tall skinny men in what looked like steam punk cowboy gear. One who had his shirt off she saw was tattooed with a large skull. He noticed Raven as she entered.
"Oi! you lass! we told everyone to remain as you were!" he shouted as he started waking up to her, his yelling causing the people to cower even more as they watched wide eyes with fear.
"You also said to ready my valuables, my car is at the front, now can I get them ready?" Raven sassed, gesturing that the man yelling at her was in the way. In a way he was, she didn't have time to deal with the grunts. Once she finished the leader and he was running to the hills the others would follow.
"HEY! I don't think I like your tone!" He yelled again grabbing her arm. Gasps were heard through out the car. Raven looked at the hand with disgusted eyes, not even flinching.
" And I don't like people touching me!" BANG! he was against the door she had just walked through groaning in pain. She raised her hand and black energy spilled out, taking the bars from the luggage rail and wrapping them around her, almost too tightly. She looked at her hand.. she was struggling to control her powers. The book must have been causing an affect on her because of Beast Boy. She let out a sigh and turned her direction towards the next door. She was greeted by the other skinny man charging after her, if raven used her powers he would die with out a doubt, and she might even take some innocent. With no time to clam down her powers she decided the best action.
Bracing her self she allowed him to land a blow, but instead of inflicting injury she absorbed the power and used it to flip him over and land on top of his restrained friend, knocked out from the blast. She looked at her hand again, never more thank full to robin for all of the training sessions. She took a deep breath and got a better hold of herself, she could feel her control returning. " titan.. go."
At the front of the train was the first class car. The leader sat in the fine leather seats looking at the room. He was large, in hight and with. his gruff ruff skin were the color of an ugly clay, and his beard was poorly kept as it was uneven and out of place. His clothing was tattered too, and his leather hide trench coat was beaten and thick, it bunched up making him seem even bigger. on his tan belt was a gun holster that housed an abnormally large revolver. He lit a cigar biting down on it hard and leaving it to hang in his mouth. Smoke billowed out his nose. In the corner were the hostages, cowering in fear as they watched upon him. A deep chuckle escaped his lips, he pulled out his gun and aimed it at one of the older women. The only one who seemed not intimidated by him in fact, he couldn't help but be amused by this as the old woman glared at him with hate and confidence.
"You! Brave old hag. You seem to be the only one in this whole train not scared." He stood up, and walked over to her, crouching in front of her, never once directing the aim of his gun. "I bet you have seen how horrible this world is for years, and your mad at yourself for forgetting, the world will always be dark."
"You sir are a fool. I am simply angry that you are such."
"YOU WORTHLE-" BANG
He turned from the woman and looked at the door leading to the next car. another noise was heard along with gunfire and shouting. He grimaced as he motioned for his men. They hurried over and surrounded the door, aiming there guns for the unknown beyond it. The noises got louder and louder, until the loudest one was heard right out side the door. The me prepared themselves despite the worry in there eyes and the weakness in there knees. The door banged open and blackness over took the car.
Gunfire along with the screams of the men were heard but shortly ended. The leader stood tall and took another deep inhale of his cigar. His eyes narrowed as he tried to find something anything, but there was not a light to be found.
"In the absence of light..." he heard whispered as his head snapped back around. He was met with the dark eyes of raven. " Darkness prevails." and with that the energy that was around him started closing closer and closer to him, trapping him with in it. When the light was restored to the rest of the car the former hostages noticed the robbers piled up in a corner, with the leader bound against the wall. Raven pulled out her communicator.
"Raven calling Robbin."
"Robbin here. Whats the situation Raven?
"Train Robbery. I need 2 squad cars to arrest the assailants."
"Two? How many where there?"
"Uhh.. 42, thats counting the leader although he's like too men put together."
"Way to go Raven! Very good work. The cars are on there way now. Im glad you were there."
"Yeah me too." with that raven closed her communicator and turned towards the people still crowded up in the corner. " If they took anything you can go through there pokiest and get it back. do it soon cause there transport is coming." she turned and headed to the door.
"Miss!" said the old woman.
"yes?" raven turned around, she was a bit shorter then her. And was very elegantly dressed.
"Am I to understand that you heard the double negative?" Raven smiled.
"Of course. It was obvious."
"Not to most as it would appear." Raven smiled, she liked this woman. " I wish to thank you. As a reward, please take this."
She handed Raven a neckless but it seemed very unusual. It was silver and ingrained with designs and symbols, not usually something that the rich would carry, it hardly seemed to suit this old woman. she took the neckless and examined it. It was a silver reliquary, by the looks of the markings, and the inscriptions seemed to indicate a reverence to a patron saint.
"It contents are the salt from the tears of angles., of love and creativity, and the finger bone of saint Christopher of travel. It is sad that if you drink the tears you shall gain a wish. I have had already so many things granted to me. but you..." she took a pause and looked knowingly into ravens eyes. " you my dear need this more then me."
"I shall never abuse it, and cherish it always. thank you." Raven looked down to the reliquary. Even if the bone was real, the tears were most likely not. Sill raven saw the value in it. As she walked back to her belongings on the back car she was greeted by many happy and thankful passengers. Including the old man who she had allowed him to kiss her on her forehead. She didn't want him too, but it seemed mean to push him away. After all he had been worried for her. She sat back down as the train started moving again. She tied the neckless to her bag and leaned back, in need of some rest.