DISCLAIMER: TOTALLY FORGOT IT IN THE FIRST SO HERE IT IS IN CAPS! I OWN NOTHING! that should be good enough for both chapters :)

Special thanks to RaeSM, for reading and double checking my work, it's a major help. Thanks for the reviews; I'll try to keep up the good work lol. Here is chapter two.

Baconbitz

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Beastboy turned his head slightly as he exited the common room. A small smile crossed his lips before he let out a soft whisper. He was unsure if she had heard it but it didn't matter.

"Thanks… for everything, you're more important then you know."

Beastboy devoured the sandwich as he took the well beaten path to his room. By the time Beastboy got there the sandwich was all but gone. A few crumbs stuck to the front of his uniform, but he didn't notice. He was still so psyched about Raven actually sharing in a decent conversation with him. Beastboy did a little jig as he stepped into his room and hopped onto the top bunk. The last thing on his mind was sleep. That quickly changed however and before Beastboy knew it; he was snoring up a storm, and enjoying a nice dream that didn't involve the ocean just outside of his home.

Trigon Stared into the orb at the small green changeling. It had only been a few minutes and this little fool was grating on his nerves. Trigon slowly began to pace, his anger crashing out like waves on the beach. Only then did he notice the change in the piano music. Before it had been dark and brooding; now it was quick, high in pitch, and drew images of fear into Trigon's mind.

"What are you doing now Thief?" a smile played on the eyeless beings lips as he moved with the flow of music. The Thief's fingers danced across the keys.

"Perhaps a different tune would soften your mood." The music changed without notice of transition to a piece that mimicked the calm power of the universe. "Subtle magic is strong magic. You grow in size and destroy everything in your path, change people to stone, and think you own a planet. Imagine tasting the fear, tasting the anger, tasting the hatred of the planet if you simply removed one of their leaders and left no trace. Imagine using lesser beings to control the balance of power between nations, saying just enough to make the mortals think. Controlling and living among this dark subtly is true power. " the Thief licked his lips as a shiver of pleasure seems to run through him.

"Beastboy must fear. Raven must love. Raven will still be awake once his dream changes, she will no doubt investigate this change, and when she does find him, and gains control of the situation he will be in her arms sobbing. Raven controls her emotions. But love is one emotion that very few beings can control. Memories and emotions are a powerful thing, just the right nudges can cause many to snap." Trigon growled at the subtle insult and turned to face this infuriating being.

"What makes you believe he would not go to his 'friends' about this? And what makes you so sure Raven won't figure out your magic?" The Thief audibly sighed as he raised the tempo of his beautiful, albeit scary, work.

"He is an animal. This Beastboy views Robin as his leader. As he said he would be afraid to be taken away from the work he loves so much. The alien would surely allow Robin insight into the situation should Beastboy confide in her. Beastboy fears Cyborg's opinion would change should he explain to him what is going on. Raven just offered to be a pillar of strength for him, should she know it or not. Watch and learn Trigon, and perhaps you won't be so hastily beaten next time you try to assume control of a planet." And with that The Thief struck a final chord on the piano, and turned to perceive his delicate work in action.

"Garfield!" Beastboy's head snapped around at the familiar voice. Terra had not entered his life since the last time Beastboy saw her at Jump City High School. But there she was standing in the backyard. His eyes roamed around quickly. A two story house with off white paint and blue shutters greeted him. The orange tiles on top stood out against the sky and he couldn't help but think they were slightly tacky, even by Beastboy's standards. Terra was standing there, a nice set of jeans covered her lower body, and a tank top left her midriff exposed.

"Garfield come!" she had a smile on her face, and she was patting her knees. Beastboy shook his head slowly, trying to clear out the mental cobwebs. How had he gotten here? Before he realized what was happening Terra had stomped forward and was now right in front of him.

"What did I tell you about changing into a human gar, pets don't do that!" she chided him, her voice giving off a rather annoyed tone.

"Hey, I'm not anyone's pet! Besides since when have you thought about me as a pet, or anything for that matter? You ditched me last time I tried to talk to you!" Beastboy growled back to her.

"Don't talk back; we have to get you trained before the baby comes. Now, be a dog!" she said, a hint of viciousness entering her voice. As shocked as Beastboy was about the declaration of a child, what shocked him even more was that he was morphing into a dog. He tried to change back with no success. He gritted his teeth as his jaw and nose elongated, and again found no respite to the horror that was slowly unfolding. He couldn't control his morphing…

Beastboy rose to his feet and glanced around, looking for an exit. He had to get out of here and find the team. Cyborg would be able to help. Maybe she had just put some nanites into his bloodstream. Beastboy wasn't sure what they did but he had heard cyborg talking about them not too long ago.

"Sit, boy."

Forget that!

Instead Beastboy decided his speedy exit would be best. He bolted for the side yard, praying to whatever god watched over him there was an exit. He had no such luck.

"Get back here!" terra yelled. He twisted and tried running back, only to find the only escape was blocked by his former girlfriend. He closed his eyes and concentrated on thinking big. He had to become something bigger, gorilla, no, an elephant! Panic was beginning to take hold in Beastboy's chest, even as he felt the change begin.

That's it! Now I can get the hell out of dodge!

When he opened his eyes however, the sight sent chills down his spine, and panic was replaced by terror. He was smaller. In fact Beastboy was about the size of a field mouse. His eyes cut back and forth quickly before he took off. Beastboy skirted the house and shot past terra in a matter of a second or two. And almost didn't catch the statement that made his heart beat harder and faster then he had ever experienced.

"Why did you do that? Now Mr. Mcfluffers is gonna eat you! Do you know how hard it is to find a shape shifting pet!" no sooner had his brain registered the thought then the famous Mr. Mcfluffers appeared. It knelt down as its eyes lit up. Beastboy shrank to the wall behind him. He had been the cat no more then a week ago and understood exactly what was happening. The cat wanted the thrill of a chase. Beastboy was probably the first bit of food this cat had seen that was alive in days.

Its tail shot back and forth slowly as it eyed its new prey. Beastboy made a split decision and shot left. Safety was in the house, he could probably wait it out in there until another idea came to mind. The cat raced after him, its muscles tensing and releasing like liquid springs. Beastboy squeaked as he leapt for the dog door and slammed his little mouse body into it as hard as he could. He felt it give and quickly shimmied to fit threw the small gap. A quick survey of the surrounding area let him know he was in the dining room. Beastboy took off and no more then a moment later he heard the flap of the doggy door swinging.

Fear flooded his muscles with a strength and speed he rarely believed was possible as he ducked under chairs and around table legs, trying to avoid the hellish beast behind him.

He dodged next to a potted plant that gave him a moment of safety. His lungs burned and the throbbing in the back of his head let him know this poor little body was nearly capable of collapsing.

"Babe, what is Mr. Mcfluffers chasing?" a smooth-as-silk voice called out. Beastboy's eyes darted upward. Recalling the memory Beastboy never remembered what the man looked like, only that two bloody holes existed where a pair of eyes should. He was frozen on the spot, and nothing could have made him move. Nothing except what happened next.

Pain shrieked at Beastboy from his lower back and tail when a shadow and the soft kiss of a gust passed over him. He slammed into the Plants base and took off again, making a break for the archway into another room. The cat got Beastboy good. A blood stump was all that remained of his tail, and a single mean looking slash ran almost the length of his back. Blood was trailing behind him, as was Mr. Mcfluffers. Safety called to Beastboy as he realized he was in the kitchen. From under the fridge that damn cat couldn't get him and so Beastboy swerved left. The stupid cat was still following, and he could swear the cat was actually breathing on him. The fear fueled his legs and he slid under the fridge, as a paw came crashing down in front of him. Beastboy dodge the majority of the giant mass that had threatened to crush him, but his back leg had got caught in the two ton kitty paw. The momentum Beastboy had was enough to carry him under the fridge and away from the thing that sought to make him dinner.

Mr. Mcfluffers took another swipe at him before hissing and sitting. It was only a matter of time and Beastboy knew it. He would either bleed out or the damn cat would find a way to get him. Beastboy shivered, partly because of the fear, and partly because he was starting to lose feeling in his limbs. Beastboy had only felt this a few times, and knew what was happening. His body was losing too much of the precious liquid that kept him alive. He was going to die here under a stupid fridge with that stupid cat in his ex's stupid house! His body began to convulse and he closed his eyes. Beastboy wanted it to stop., he tried shifting again, but the tug in his stomach and the familiar tickling that ran along his skin and in his bones never came. And finally, very slowly his eyes closed and his lungs stopped.

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Raven had just finished her tea and was getting ready to lie down. It was almost three in the morning, Azar knew she wouldn't get any sleep but she would try none the less. No sooner then she had closed her eyes did they shoot open again. Fear was pulsating through her body. Every shadow was a danger, every crack in her room held some monster ready to devour her. Raven gasped for breath as she slowly bent forward. Her lamp cracked and shook as it slowly began to levitate before it finally gave in and shattered. It grabbed Ravens attention and gave her the shock she needed to get herself under control. When finally she had pushed the feelings away, Raven came to the conclusion that it wasn't her emotions that had caused that. She closed her eyes, and almost franticly set about trying to find the source of the fear. The alarm hadn't gone off and everyone was asleep. Then she stumbled across it. Beastboy.

See? I told you we wouldn't get any sleep!

Quiet! This could be important!

Yeah, it must be, because he is asleep, it's probably a bad dream. Let's just get some sleep.

… I really need to stop talking to myself.

You honestly should.

Raven was snapped out of her stupor when she felt his energy blip out. It was like Beastboy wasn't even in the tower anymore. She bolted out of the room and found Beastboy's door in almost no time. Raven had considered knocking, in case he wasn't decent, but the thought banished itself when she felt a thud come from inside the room. Raven threw the door open and her hands immediately fell into a defensive fighting stance, before falling limply to her sides. Raven stood slack jawed at the sight that greeted her.

Beastboy was sitting in a corner of his room, his eyes wide but dull. Raven knew this look well. She had seen psychics and mages, even priests of Azarath with this look in the throes of a vision. She slowly stepped forward and he scrambled across the room. Beastboy was muttering incoherently as he raced past Raven, and when she reached out to grab him, Beastboy visibly flinched. He crawled under his bed before Raven could get a hand on him and she sighed in frustration.

"What are you doing Beastboy?" she asked, never really expecting a reply. With a bit of resignation in the move Raven slowly got down onto her hands and knee's and looked under the bed.

He looks terrified. What could have scared him this much?

She shifted her weight and a squelching noise met her ears. Raven began to realize her hand was wet, and the sight that took hold of her eyes made her realize this night was far from over.

Its blood… Beastboy's bleeding…

Raven snapped her head back up to look at Beastboy and all hell broke loose. After a few minutes of processing later did she remember the exact details of what happened.

Beastboy had stopped moving, and all the terror, fear, and pain came crashing down like some legendary storm only ever read about in fantasy novels. The crushing feeling of each emotion took Ravens breath from the inherent safety of her lungs, and caused her arms to buckle underneath her. Dots were floating in Raven's vision and with more effort then she had needed in a long time, she somehow reasserted control over her emotions, and pushed Beastboy's away. With the aid of her dark energy Raven had thrown the bed onto its side so she could reach Beastboy, only to realize his heart had stopped. She pushed off her hands, only vaguely realizing that blood had soaked her shirt.

In the seconds it took her to get to Beastboy his heart had stopped beating. She pulled him over and examined his face, claw marks ran from his forehead to the bottom of his cheeks, and Raven realized how lucky he was that he hadn't taken his eyes out. She laid him on his back and tilted his head backwards and opened his mouth.

"Damn it… you owe me Beastboy." She whispered as she leaned down and plugged his nose. Her lips sealed with his and she exhaled before breaking the connection and pushing on his diaphragm. Just as she thought it would be best to get cyborg up she heard a cough. Looking down she watched Beastboy convulse before coughing again. His eyes slowly opened and faster then she would have thought possible for someone who had just gotten ready to greet death he shot backward.

Beastboy hit the wall, the look of shock and terror on his face took Raven by surprise. It… hurt to see her teammate like this. She slowly inched forward, and let her hand drift outward.

"Beastboy… It's ok… Your fine… Just relax… its me, Raven." When Beastboy heard her name the glassy look in his eyes slowly drifted away. He blinked away the fog and looked around. He was in his room. It looked for the most part destroyed. The computer screen was cracked, and his bed was on its side. Everything was strewn about… but that was normal. Raven looked at her teammate and it dawned on her exactly how much he looked like a frightened animal.

"I...Is it…. O.?" he asked as tears welled up in his eyes. Raven nodded slowly and set an arm on his shoulder." Are you ok?" he shook his head and Raven noticed the shivers that were running through Beastboy's body. She moved her hand up to his face, and he flinched away.

"Relax. You cut yourself. I need to heal it so it won't scar." He nodded and closed his eyes. Raven felt the cold snap around her hand as the blue aura encompassed her hand, and then his face.

"Your heart stopped. I think you were having a nightmare." Beastboy nodded, and a shudder ran threw him as the memories came back. Tears began to drip quietly down his face as the memories played again and again thru his minds eye.

" S… some animals…. They get so scared they can cause their own heart to stop beating." He said as he slowly got control of his voice. He blinked and rubbed the tears out of his eyes. Raven had finished healing his face and looked Beastboy evenly.

"Are you going to be ok?" Beastboy offered a shaky smile and nodded slowly.

"Yeah…" she nodded and went to push herself up. It caught Raven by surprise when he grabbed her hand." Don't go Rae… please…" Raven looked back and after a moment nodded. She twisted and scooted next to him, and after a moment of debate with herself, and much reluctance, wrapped an arm around Beastboy. She had seen Starfire do it countless times, so something about it had to calm people down.

"You should tell cyborg to give you a check up… I don't know what happened, but whatever that was… we don't need it happening on the battlefield, the team can't lose you…"

And I don't want to see that again…

You just say that because you are scared… you can't lose him.

Quiet.

You're the one who thinks for us, shut your mind up. Either that, or don't create a voice in your head to avoid dealing with your emotions.

Raven sighed inwardly. A few months ago, she had done a ritual to attract a spirit to help deal with her emotions. When the voice had started talking to her, Raven had freaked and taken an emergency trip to Azarath to find out what had happened. As it turned out, she had misread the faded text and made a deal with a Doppelganger. It was allowed to enter her mind and feed off of her emotions, and in return take a shape similar to hers and act as a mirror.

At first she had wanted it gone, and had looked up the banishing ritual, but Raven had stumbled upon the conclusion that this other her dealt with some of her emotions. It literally took some of the weight off of her shoulders. Things had gotten better after the defeat of her father. Raven could feel more without things exploding, but with this new found help, it took something major to cause an incident.

Raven snapped out of her reverie when a small snore had perforated her ear. Beastboy had fallen asleep with his head on her shoulder. At first she tried to move, but every time Raven moved Beastboy would move closer. Finally she had given up on escaping and looked at her green friend.

"What am I gonna do with you?" Raven whispered. A small smile brushed her face, and she decided to let it remain, after all, no one could see her and nothing was blowing up. Eventually her eyelids sank and sleep wrapped its warm hold around her. Her head drooped till it rested against Beastboy's, and finally the two got some quiet and rather restful sleep.

The Thief smiled. It had gone beautifully. He could FEEL Trigon looking at the orb. Oh how he imagined the Foolish demon looked.

"Ah yes… I did not have to threaten, or kill, or maim, or destroy… those things simply pass time… but this… each delicious emotion to feed on, each little dose of fear… even the feelings of comfort are so succulent… to build someone up so that you can rip them down… that is power Trigon." He chuckled softly and twisted in his seat. His fingers danced as he played the piano once more. The tone was soothing, a soft lullaby of sorts. It made Trigon want to kill something.

"Why such wretched music?" The Thief shook his head. Why the master wanted a young demon such as this would have been beyond him, were he any other being…

"You do not break a metal bar in half with brute force, you bend it back and forth, yanking it one way, and then another, and wear on it until it snaps like a twig. The same thing can be done with the mind."

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This was totally a hard chapter to write. At first the nightmare was only supposed to be the beginning of it, but as always my fingers have a mind of their own, they took the idea and ran with it.

As for Raven split personality, I was looking threw it and realized I was portraying her as a Psycho when she really isn't. So I sped up the explanation of it a couple of chapters.

So, if you would, kindly review. It means a lot to me and it takes no more then a minute or two of your time. Considering this chapter took a couple of days to write I think it's a fair trade . lol

Again thanks RaeSM for Proofreading. And thanks to RascalKat and FelynxTiger for Reviewing. It really means a lot. After getting some feedback I'll start a chapter three. Tell me what you guy's think! It totally helps me provide a much more fufilling story.

Blessed Be

Baconbitz