Thanks for the reviews. This is the chapter you've been waiting for. This chapter is dedicated to Blue mule. Shout out to gabylokita41 and felynxtiger! Enjoy!

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7 year old Garfield Logan was alone in the world. His parents had died only a short 2 years. They drowned while searching the river of the village. King Tawbia took him in, but he was unwanted in the village. Tawbia was the only one who loved him after the accident. He raised him like his own. Gar knew he couldn't stay in this village anymore. It was too painful. He packed what little he had and headed for America. Now he was here in an unknown city all alone. He was living on the streets and looking for food in the garbage. Being green didn't always have its perks. It took him 3 days to find out that he was in Midway.

It was 7:30 at night and Gar was snuggling up against a cardboard box he called a bed when he heard an alarm. It was a bank alarm. He looked up and saw two bank robbers running from the bank.

"Ha, that was too easy." one robber said.

"I wish we had some real action." the other robber said.

"You wish is our command." a deep voice said.

The robbers and Garfield turned to the dark alley and some four figures come into the light. One of the robber slammed his foot on the ground.

"Man, not them again."

The Doom Patrol came into the light and Garfield felt safer than he had in a long time. They were the protectors of trust and justice. He pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. He hid under his bed and watched the fight. The robbers fired bullets at them, but Robotman shielded them from the bullets. One hit one of the robbers in the shoulder. When the second robber ran out of bullets, he threw the gun down. Mento used his powers to lift him up above the ground.

"Are you ready to give up?"

"Make me."

"Please drop him." Robotman begged.

He dropped him and he collided with Cliff's fist causing the man to fly above them and drop to the ground only to be caught by Negativeman's astral form. Soon the police came and took the two away. Gar was beaming with excitement. That was the coolest thing ever. He wanted to talk to the, but was too afraid. Gar saw them walking away so he decided to follow them. Maybe he could get an autograph. He turned into a bloodhound and followed the smell. He waited in the shadows as they went inside a large building. It was their HQ. The boy turned into a fly and flew in before they could notice him. Once everyone was out of sight, he turned back into a boy. Garfield's eyes were the size of quarters. He looked around the area he was in. He was in a real superhero's home. Gar leaned against the wall and a trap door opened from the floor. He fell and landed several feet below ground. What he saw next, almost made his little heart stop. In front of him was a huge mainframe. He stood up and stared at the huge item. Newspaper clippings were scattered across the base. He silently screamed like a fan. His dream was coming true. As he started pressing buttons, he didn't know he set off the silent alarm. The Doom Patrol were watching him from around the corner.

"How did he get in?" Mento asked his team.

"You're the leader. We should be asking you." Negativeman said in monotone.

"What should we do?" Cliff asked.

"Take him down."

"Steve, he's a child. He looks only 6 or 7. Still a baby." Rita pleaded.

"He broke into a secure building. He can't be that much of a baby. Take him down."

The Doom Patrol walked from around the corner and he didn't even notice them. He was too busy tapping the colorful buttons. Mento cleared his throat and the boy turned around. Rita gasped as she saw that the boy was green with pointy ear. He looked so cute so just wanted to hug him. Garfield had a smile on his face the size of the Joker's. He was showing his little fangs.

"Hi."

"How did you get in here?" Mento asked harshly.

"I turned into a fly and flew through the door."

"Who are you working for?"

"Nobody."

"Don't lie to me boy. Do you work for the brotherhood?" he said getting in the boy's face.

"Who?"

"Mento, he doesn't know. Kid, where are your parents?" Cliff asked in a nicer tone.

Gar looked down at the ground and started to feel tears in his eyes. He wanted to hide them. He didn't want to embarrass himself. The emotions over the past two years boiled over with one question. Garfield let the tears run down his face causing Mento to feel guilty. Rita ran over and hugged him tightly.

"It's ok sweetheart. You can tell us."

"M-m-mommy an-and d-d-daddy are dead. I-It's m-my fault."

They all looked at each other.

"I bet it wasn't."

"The b-boat h-had a l-leak- and th-they to-told m-me to g-go get h-help so I t-turned into a b-bird and f-flew to the v-village and w-when help came th-they were d-dead."

"Sweetheart, it wasn't your fault. You got help. You're a hero."

She let the boy cry into her shoulder until he calmed down.

"Do you feel better?"

He nodded.

"You smell like mommy."

She smiled and patted his head.

"What's your name?" Cliff asked.

"Garfield Logan."

"Where are you from?" Larry asked.

"Africa."

"Who do you live with?" Steve asked after a while.

"No one."

"You have to stay with somebody."

"I don't have any family left."

"Then where do you live?" Rita asked holding the boy close.

"On the street."

Nobody noticed the boy's clothes. They just noticed his face. He was wearing a shirt with a lot of holes in it some jean shorts that were too big. Rita hugged the boy tighter and looked back at her team. They all had the same question on their minds.

"How old are you?" Steve asked dreading the answer.

"I turned 7 4 months ago."

Rita was right. He was a baby. She picked him up and he was very light. No more than 40 pounds.

"Hey buddy, you hungry?" Cliff asked.

"Yeah, the sandwich place didn't throw away anything good."

Rita felt like crying. This precious little boy had to eat from the trash. Not anymore. She would take care of him not matter what. They fixed him some mac and cheese and hauled it down like it was nothing. He soon feel asleep afterwards and the team decided to have a meeting.

"This kid's parents are dead, he's green, and he has to eat from the trash! We have to do something!" Cliff exclaimed.

"He's only a baby Steve." Rita said trying to claim herself.

"He can stay the night, but we can't keep him."

"Why not?" Larry asked with a hint of caring in his voice.

"Because we're superheroes. We can't take in a defenseless kid."

"He's not defenseless. If you listened to the kid you would have heard him say he turned into a fly. He's a shape shifter!" Larry yelled.

"Hum. A shape shifter. Are you saying we should let a 7 year old on the Doom Patrol?"

"Yes!" everyone screamed.

"We can't let a random kid stay here."

"Then we'll adopt him." Rita suggested.

"Who's we?"

"You and me."

"We barely know this kid."

"Would you like to be the one to kick him out and let him go back to eating garbage on the street?" Rita asked.

Steve knew this was coming. His wife was trying to guilt him into this. And it was working. Man, he hated when she did that.

"Fine, he can stay here for awhile."

"And."

"And I'll see if he's up to being on the team."

"Yes! Yes! YES!"

The boy ran up to Mento and jumped up and hugged him.

"Thank you Mento."

Mento hugged the boy back. He was so tiny and fragile. Rita and the others looked at him smiling.

"Well."

"I'll consider it."

"Yes!" they all screamed.

"Consider what?"

"We want to adopt you Garfield."

"Really?"

"Yeah. You're going too be apart of our family. You won't have to live on the streets anymore." Rita explained.

"Are you going to be my new mommy?"

"Yes, I am."

He hopped out of Steve's arms and into Rita's. He snuggled against her and she couldn't help but smile.

"I'm going to be a superhero."

"Yes you are. We're going to teach you how to fight and face your fears, but first you'll need a name." Steve explained.

"How about Beastboy?"

"How'd you think of that?" Cliff asked.

"That's what people used to call me in the village."

"Ok. Beastboy it is."

And so Beastboy was born. Hope you liked it. Please give me an idea for the next chapter. I have writer's block. At least 2 new ideas, please. Please review! I'd like 4 new reviews! =)