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He's Not Coming Back

The two girls were sitting on the round couch waiting for him when he arrived. The whole time Cyborg was making his way back to the tower his mind wouldn't stop shifting; anger, guilt, denial, and blame plagued his mind as he drove home in the T-Car. Looking at the two he wished he could disappear, or wake up from the really horrible nightmare he was having, but it wasn't a nightmare. Beast Boy was gone. Sighing he approached the two girls and stood before them holding back his tears.

"Where is friend Beast Boy?" Star asked as though she expected him to be right by his best friend's side.

"Listen Star," Cyborg began but was interrupted by the sound of steel tipped boots against the floor as Robin walked in.

"I couldn't find Slade, and it looks like you were able to stop the bombs without me. I guess Beast Boy owes me an apology," the boy wonder said a little arrogantly as he slid in next to Star on the couch.

"Don't you dare say that!" Cy exploded on Robin knowing that if their leader had been there Beast Boy would still be alive.

"What? He owes me an apology, where is he? I wanna see his face when he does it."

"He's not here Robin." Cyborg growled angrily through gritted teeth.

"Then where is he?"

"Gone, and not coming back." Cy said looking away from the person he blamed most.

"What do you mean?" Raven inquired, though she was an empath she tried not to pick up on her friend's emotions, but there was so much hatred and anger coming from Cyborg's words that she didn't know what to feel or think.

Looking down Cyborg closed his eyes knowing that this was the end, "He's dead."

Gasps of shock, and looks of sorrow graced everyone's face at the news of their friends passing; even Robin looked depressed. Or maybe guilty, that'd be nice. After all it was him who decided to go after Slade, it was him who could have disarmed that bomb in time, and it was him who came in here demanding an apology.

"Are you sure?" Star said through tear washed eyes.

"Yeah, unless Raven can-"

"I can't," Raven cut Cy off before he could finish.

"Raven, please, we-"

"I mean I can't sense him!" the empath yelled picking up on the running emotions of herself and the others around her. Quickly getting off the couch and away from the others she headed down the hall to where there rooms were.

She couldn't- wouldn't let herself cry, at least until she was in the sanctity of her room. Passing by Stars door on the right she came to her own, and right across from it was his. Stepping across to his door she closed her eyes and knocked on the door hoping, but knowing no one was on the other side. Placing her palm on the doors scanner she was shocked to find the door opened to her touch, usually they were only keyed to the room's occupant unless programed otherwise, which his seemed to be.

Stepping into the room the demoness was slightly surprised to find it clean, and not the mess that he once kept it in for as long as she could remember. Turning on the light she scanned the room knowing that all it would do now is gather dust, and that one day it would be packed away and stored in boxes never to see the light of day again.

It's not fair she thought as she walked over to his mahogany desk in the corner of the room, why? Why him? He...he just. guh. The window cracked as her anger spiked and tears were held back. Sliding her finger against the cool dark wood she stopped once she came to a picture frame that held a picture she never realized he had. It was of the two of them, but what was more surprising was the big smile on her face. She never smiled like that before, And I fear I never will again. Taking the picture she cradled it to her chest as though it were the green bean himself. Ready to walk out the door she risked one glance back at the way things were, and how they never would be again.

Back out in the hallway Raven could now hear the sobs of her friend Starfire echoing in the main room as Robin tried to comfort her to no avail, and Cyborg stood cross armed glaring at the Boy Wonder however his expression became softer when he glanced at Raven making eye contact before she entered her own room. It was dark, quiet, and lonely. She had never felt so alone before, even when she sought solitude or time to herself she never felt alone due to Beast Boy's overwhelming sense of happiness, but now that it was gone… "I'm alone." she whimpered to no one as she collapsed on her bed and allowed herself to cry, ignoring the books flying off their shelves, the curtains billowing in energy, or even the priceless objects around the room that shattered. None of these things mattered more than Beast Boy.

Starfire's pain was evident by the streaks of black running down her cheeks as her mascara bled from her eyes as she wailed at her friends passing. It didn't seem real. He was always the happy go lucky one, the one who always had a joke, and even if he pulled a few pranks sometimes it was all in good fun. She however could not believe he was gone, "B-Beast Boy!" she sobbed as Robin held her close whispering 'it'll be alright in her ear' and 'we'll find who did this' as he rubbed her back soothingly.

"It- it can't be true," she stated through her sobs and continued to cry as though all her tears would bring her green friend back.

"Star, please you need to sleep, we can continue this in the morning." Robin pleaded as his girlfriend covered her face with her hands and shook her head in defiance, but he wouldn't have it. Standing up from the couch he lifted her bridal style in her arms and carried her to her room, but not before Cyborg got the last word in.

"We're talking about this tomorrow." he growled coldly to his leader, whom he now considered not even worthy of his respect.

All he received in reply was a curt nod as he carried the Tamaranian princess to bed.

Standing alone in the living room Cyborg crossed his arms and gave out a depressed sigh thinking of his little brother. How they played stank ball, argued over tofu and video games, and so many other childish things he realized he wouldn't have any more. Dropping his arms to his side his shoulders slumped and all he could do was walk to the elevator. With the doors swishing closed he pressed the button to take him to the lower level, he wasn't tired, if anything he was angry. Angry with Robin, himself, Slade, and for some reason Beast Boy.

Grinding his teeth the oldest of the titans looked upon his T-Car as he stepped out of the lift. How many times had BB asked him to build a moped, or even drive the car he couldn't remember, but now looking at it, it didn't seem right. Picking up a wrench from the nearby tool box Cy stared at the car. It's blue and white exterior mirrored him in every way, as did the inside however he'd built it big enough to hold five not...four.

In a fit of anger Cyborg brought the heavy wrench down on the vehicle he'd spent so many nights canceling on BB for. With each hit it became harder and harder for him to stop and soon tears were rolling down his one human eye while he continued to smash the car to pieces.

"Why BB? Why'd you have to be a hero? Why'd you have to be responsible for once in your life?" the man wanted to know as wires, metal, and sparks flew from the car. Soon all his energy was spent and he thudded to his knees before the demolished vehicle. It was a metaphor to what he felt at that very moment. Destroyed.

Robin had left Star in her room once she'd cried herself to sleep, she'd asked him to stay but he couldn't. He felt responsible for their friend's death. Beast Boy had been right about the Boy Wonder's obsession with Slade, and it got his friend killed. Maybe I'm just like him… he thought as he stalked down the hall to his own room. Passing by each one that belonged to his teammates he felt so much guilt build up inside. It's my fault. If I'd just listened… he trailed off again feeling the anguish of knowing he was responsible for his death.

Opening his door Robin just stood there feeling like he'd been the one to force the green boy's hand into doing something that he, the leader of this group, was supposed to do and he didn't do it. Stepping fully into his room now he flicked on the light switch surprised to find a piece of BB's costume stabbed into his desk along with a note.

Well Robin, one down and three to go. -S

Clutching the hilt of the machete that held the note and cloth in place his pent up guilt and anger burst through and punched the hard wall leaving his hand in pain, but it didn't matter to him. Slade had tempted him like a dog to a bone and he obeyed like a trained monkey. Gripping the suit and paper tighter Robin's eyes narrowed in hate, "I. Will. Kill. Him."

Well, well, well what an interesting chapter right? I mean I was expecting more of a blow up, but why not let the pot simmer or a while. It'll have to boil over eventually yes?

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