LC; Okay so now it's time for more truths!
BB; Great, now why don't we explain something really important?
LC; Yeah, like the fact I KNOW THIS ISN'T HIS REAL PAST!
BB; She made it up for the plot! Shut up and enjoy the fic, don't keep pointing it out!
Disclaimer; I do not own Teen Titans! Live with it!
Beast boy opened his eyes to the Sun rising over the ridge of the mountain he was sleeping on. He sat up and took a quick glance around.
It had been a week since he had left the titans, his confession letter sitting on his pillow. He wondered if they missed him, and if the Kronos people had found them yet.
Shaking these depressing thoughts from his head, he stood up and cleaned up his camp site.
He already missed them, but he would only just add them to the list of people he still did. He paused, mentally counting that number.
That would make a total of nine people he would miss in his life. He was getting a collection!
Smirking despite his previous gloomy demeanor, he finished packing and decided to go check out one of his old haunts.
He hadn't seen it for a good fifty years and he hoped no one had broken in. It would be such a hassle to relocate the numerous objects he had stored there and go to the trouble of stealing them again.
With the bare essentials, he transformed into a fast flying bird the hawk. Over mountains and forests, flying north, to the land of snow.
He made it to his destination several days after starting his journey.
He took an old fashioned key from his pocket as he stood in front of an old mansion. He unlocked the door and stepped inside.
Closing his eyes he took in the scent of his old home. No one had stepped foot inside since he left, it was as he left it, if a little dusty.
"Dude, I forgot this place doesn't have a game console." He muttered hatefully. Now what would he do?
He'd never been big on video gaming until Cyborg got him hooked, but now he didn't have anything else to do.
Within the T-ship.
It had been a long week since they found the letter, but no Beast Boy. The letter at first thought to be a prank, but he wasn't found all that day.
He wasn't found the next.
They began worrying on the third, and searched the entire city. On the fourth, they checked with the other titans, and the Doom Patrol.
None of them had seen him. They were one man short, and in a very bad mood.
After putting most of their villians on ice, crime had been low. So they didn't feel to bad about leaving the city alone to search for their little green bean.
"I still find it so hard to believe." Cyborg muttered to his friends as they flew over an empty field. They were in the T-ship, just cruising, looking for their friend.
"I always knew there was something he was hiding, but I didn't think it was anything like this." Robin interjected.
"I can't sense him." Raven said quietly. This shouldn't be happening. She should be able to sense someone who's aura she knew so well.
No matter where he was in the world, heck even if he was dead, she should be able to sense him.
"Please, there must be something we can do to find friend Beast Boy." Starfire sniffed. The emotional tamaranian had cried for two days straight and had only recently pulled herself together.
"I'm not sure we can, if he doesn't want to be found." Robin said quietly. He'd never been in this situation before, where one of his members left willingly.
He wondered if this is what his friends felt like when he had left to temporarily join Slade.
With Beast Boy.
He mentally went through the many 'long lost' works of art he had on the walls. There was the original Mona Lisa, said to have burned in accident.
Here he had a statue by some famous dead guy, he couldn't really remember. Here was a painting of a beautiful jungle that an old man he'd once known had painted just for him.
Beast boy scrunched up his face in an effort to remember and was rewarded with a name. Wasn't it Michelangelo? He shrugged before leaving his galley and heading to the vault where he kept his more valuable goods.
Ah, the crown worn by Elizabeth the first, a little dusty but perfect otherwise. Next to it the scepter of one of the kings of France, very pretty.
Then of course was the finely crafted jewel of Sweden. It had been particularly difficult to get this one.
He moved next to a white swan necklace, engraved with gold trim. Here was the Bird of the Water from Japan, very beautiful and fun to steal.
Beast Boy sighed before wondering what his friends would think upon seeing some of this stuff. How Batman's protege would squeal when he solved the mystery of never solved crimes that his old master never could.
Finally he moved on to the master bedroom and from there drifted to sleep whislt lying on a classic fore poster bed, fit for a king.
With a chuckle, he figured it felt that way because it once belonged to a king. It had been a hassle moving it here without being seen.
END OF CHAPTER SO NOW YOU FILL MY CUP WITH NICKLES!
LC; Yay! Now I have finished the second chapter!
BB; Yay, I'm an immortal thief!
Robin; Can he still be killed?
LC; Yeah, the serum only solved aging, not disease, wounds, or anything else.
BB; Well that sucks.
LC; Yeah, but it's better than making a gary stu out of you.