A/N Okay so the last chapter might not have been up to par with you guys and for others it was great and that's okay because it means I get great feedback. Truthfully I just needed a filler chapter to see where I was going to take things. I have decided that Beast Boy will now be called Changeling and his 'true identity' will be Mark (I haven't come up with a last name yet)
I'd like to take this time to thank you all as always for reading this story because I would really not be continuing this story without you guys (I'm serious) You all have given me so much to look forward to when I write and your comments helping me map out the details of where it's been and is going to go is you all coming together to help me write this story. You guys are my inspiration and don't you forget it.
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DwaejiTokki- Okay I know you're joking about killing yourself, but please no jokes like that cause I know some people who, well yeah. Anyway please don't cry cause it is sad, but it needed to happen otherwise there'd be no way in oblivion that BB would be joining Slade and Terra so compromise had to be done. Also it's not just Rob who's gonna feel bad. The whole team is going to shit bricks once they find out he's alive. Anyway thanks for reading my short filler chapter it meant a lot and I hope you enjoy this one.
Alright that was the mailbag for this chapter maybe this one's will be more full by the time I post the next chapter?
Anyway I promised a much longer chapter and you've got it. This answers some questions and gave a few more to the story, and I also added a little something to make you all squirm in your seats as you read! *Maniacal Laughter*
So enjoy the chapter...
Slade looked at the teen through the monitor screen as the boy tore at the room banging against the door, "Calm yourself Changeling. There is no need to panic or worry." he spoke through an intercom.
He watched the teen spin around to find where the voice was coming from and with little effort the green teen listened carefully and looked up to the ceiling where a speaker was placed in the left corner of the room, "Who are you?" he demanded, "And more importantly who am I?"
Chuckling to himself Slade turned his head to Terra who was standing beside him, arms crossed behind her back, and blue orbs glued to the screen. He knew she had felt bad betraying him, but she quickly changed her tune when she noticed that he started to move on with the obvious crush the animal-shifter had on the dark one of the team. It was also the fact that she'd realized how much fun came with being a villain; she never had to worry about bystanders, or how much power she used, plus the money for services rendered wasn't bad at all.
"Shall I get him?" she questioned with a stone voice.
Looking back at the monitor screen Slade rubbed his chin in thought, "Yes, but make sure you're nice to him. Like we planned, remember?"
Scoffing she turned away, but he was quicker. Out of his chair he constricted his hand around her arm twisting her so she had to face him, "Remember?" his voice poured like sickly sweet honey from behind the mask as she glared at him.
Wrenching her arm away she rubbed the spot where he'd grabbed her, looked down at her feet, and then back up with determination and a challenge in her eyes, "Of course I can." then she walked away.
Returning to his seat he watched as the Changeling paced and looked at the obvious door, waiting to pounce once someone came through it. Watching as the ex-Titan looked for weapons and finally settled on one of the metal stands holding the IV bags he wielded it like a spear, just waiting to strike.
Terra paced herself down the hallway. She'd seen him when he was asleep and not a threat, but now that she had to collect him her thoughts wandered to how much he knew he could do, and if he did what would he do to her. She knew his memory was gone so that would make things easy and hard to explain. To not know who you are and trust a complete stranger from his point of view would bring about questions she just hoped her mentor had the answers to.
Stopping at the door, which blended with the metal wall inconspicuously, she studied the dents he'd made before she came to get him. The dented metal jutted out in rough patches over the door where his hands had come into contact with it. I just hope I don't have to rip it off, she thought tiredly punching a code into the nearby number pad. Looking down at the floor waiting for the door to open Terra barely had the time to react when the metal opened with a hiss and a metal pole hit her square in the chest.
Falling backward she had no time to catch herself before she hit the hard concrete floor and he was above her snarling still clenching the steel pole in his hand and pushing it down on her chest, "Who are you?" he viciously growled pressing the metal down harder constricting her ability to breathe.
Grasping the pole at her end with both hands she tried to push it off, but he had the leverage and weight to keep her pinned, "A friend," she said through gritted teeth.
"Then what's my name?"
"Mark Wilson! Your name is Mark Wilson." As she said the name Slade had come up with Beast Boy lessened the pressure he applied, but she was sure if she tried to fight him that things would only deteriorate.
"And where am I?" he questioned further looking into her eyes as her blonde hair fanned over the floor.
"You're home," she whispered trying to sound as genuine as possible, and it worked.
"You're home," she whispered to him. Those two words seemed impossible, and yet they felt so right. Home. His home, is where he was now, and he remembered nothing of it. Both relief and anger flooded his mind for he was happy to be around those that knew him, but also pissed off at the fact that he couldn't remember anything of his life.
He searched her eyes and knew he didn't even know the name of this girl, no woman, he'd been living with. Were they together? Were they related? Or were they just friends? His hands dropped the skinny pole and he turned back to the room walking in and letting the door shut behind him. Balling his hands into fist he dropped to his knees and cried to the ceiling in unknowing of his life before now. Slouching forward with his head bowed the cries of anger and grief subsided knowing it would get him nowhere, so he just sat there still trying to process.
"Mark?" he heard the question from the other side of the metal door soft and barely audible, but still he heard it.
"Who am I?" his raw throat burned as he questioned her.
"I already told you," was her response.
Clenching his teeth and turning his head toward the mirror on the wall he stood and walked over to it, inspecting his green complexion and shaggy green hair, "I mean...who was I to you? I would also ask for your name."
His ears twitched at the slight giggle he heard from the other side and flinched thinking it was one of mockery, "Fine laugh all you want." he sighed knowing he shouldn't have expected much, but at the same time angry. If this was his home then shouldn't they be nicer and trying to help him?
"It's not what you think," she informed, "I laughed because I missed you. After all I am your girlfriend." a small smile could be heard in her words which Beast Boy responded kindly to.
Leaping over the bed and to the door Best Boy opened it to find her still standing there, her blue eyes mixing with his forest green ones, "I-I'm your boyfriend?" he stuttered still unable to believe it.
"Mhmm," she nodded and smiled grabbing him by the hand and making her way into the medical room, "My name is Terra, just don't forget it again."
"I won't," he promised as she let go of his wrist and she went over to another wall and found the closet. Opening it she took out the black suit Slade had designed for the green teen, a pair of combat boots, and gloves of matching fabric. Handing them over to the tall man she smiled then plopped herself in a chair that he hadn't noticed before.
Standing with clothes in hand he looked down then back up at her, "Well go on get dressed, Slade wants to see you."
"W-who's Slade?"
"Our mentor," she smiled, "Don't worry. Any question you might have he can answer okay? All you need to do right now is get dressed."
"I-in here, in front of you?" Beast Boy stammered wanting to make sure he wasn't crossing any boundaries.
Whipping out her cellphone Terra smiled again hoping to not show any annoyance she felt at having to put up with the act, "I am your girlfriend Mark."
"Just making sure," he replied defensively.
Taking off his hospital gown Beast Boy was relieved to find he had a pair of magenta and black boxers on, so it wasn't quite as awkward for him as it could have been. Even if she is my girlfriend, I don't remember Terra at all. This really sucks, and the worst part is I have no idea how I forgot anything. Sighing he pulled on the bottoms of his black uniform. It was strong and yet light as though made for fighting dangerously. There was no real color to it except for black and if there was a design he couldn't find one. About to put the top on he noticed the stitched up gash running down his abdomen.
Now how did I get that? He questioned poking at it then hissed in pain as it flared from his touch, "God damn it!" he yelped slightly jumping from the sting.
"Are you okay?" Terra called over from her seat not bothering to look up from the device in her hands.
"How did I get this?" he turned and pointed to the wound on his abdomen.
Looking up she saw his worry. God now I remember another reason I stopped liking him, he's so stupid. "I said Slade would answer your questions."
"But why won't you!?" he shouted in a primal tone stalking closer to the chair in which she sat, "I thought I was your boyfriend. Shouldn't you be the one telling me why it feels like I've been stabbed in the back?"
She sat wide eyed almost cowering at the way his voice filled her ears, as though he could have killed her just by looking at her, "Because you were." she deadpanned ignoring the ever growing look of intensity in Beast Boy's eyes.
Breathing heavily he turned away from her throwing the top over his head noticing the same exact feel of its weight matched that of the pants. Curious of who the maker was he searched for a tag, but found none. Letting the issue rest he placed on his gloves and socks then laced up the steel toe boots, standing before Terra when he was finished.
Looking up, she couldn't help but give him a once over. As she thought before he was no longer the skinny short kid of the group. Now he was six foot tall, well defined, and their secret weapon to destroying the Titans. Smiling she stood and hugged him like the good little actress she was, "Come on, time to re-meet the boss."
Terra had performed her part well, but now came the true test of the technology stolen to see if nothing of Best Boy truly remained. Sitting up straight in his seat Slade's eye could make out the two forms coming down the hallway, a small grin was hidden behind his mask as they approached.
"And here Terra though she'd lost you," he chuckled standing from the chair causing the boy to stop in his tracks.
"Slade?"
"You need even ask?" his smooth voice echoed in the spacious room more like a warehouse.
Crossing his arms and putting more weight on his back foot Beast Boy looked calm, but the seasoned assassin knew he was looking for escapes should the worst come to pass, "Just covering my bases."
Rising from his seat he stepped down the stairs that allowed him to tower over everyone, "You have questions and I have answers."
Snorting Beast Boy looked over the man before him. He was taller than the one eyed man who Terra claimed to be his mentor. However if this man really did have answers what more did he have to lose? He already lost his memory, so why not?
"Alright, what do you train me for?"
Chuckling he whipped out two bo staffs tossing one to the boy who caught it midair, "I see you're starting out with easy ones."
"Answer my question."
"You are my apprentice, my heir in a way." he told charging Beast Boy and striking out with his weapon which the changeling blocked effortlessly, "We steal, kill, and make the world ours. In fact you're my most promising recruit thus far."
"There have been others?" the other questioned aloud.
"Yes, you knew them all, but the reason Terra is here is well," Kicking Beast Boy in the knee he shoved him back, "Because you two are a team."
Dropping the staff Beast Boy preferred the more direct approach. Shifting into a triceratops he charged Slade who dodged with a feathers grace then hit his opponent in the back as he shifted to his normal form.
Growling Beast Boy charged again, but instead of following through with the charge as Slade thought he would have the boy stopped dropping to the ground and swept his leg bringing the man to his back.
Crouching over the man Best Boy's hands took the shape of claws held at the Base of Slade's throat, "No more fighting, and only answers."
A slow clap resonated from the corner of the room and out of the darkness stepped Slade? Confused Best Boy tore off the mask before him only to find wires and hard drives, "Was this a joke?" he growled storming over to the now still man.
"It was training to make sure you didn't forget your teachings. As for your questions follow me."
Following the man into another hallway opposite of the one he originally came out of Beast Boy silently studied the walls. They were made of metal and seemed to be more of a lair than a home. Stopping when Slade did he stood beside the shorter man and screens flickered to life.
Small, wide, large, and tall screens covered the walls reporting in news feeds from all over the world, and in the center a holographic projection of teenagers glowed spinning.
"These are the ones who took away your memory Changeling." he paused to let it sink in, what he was saying, and to see if their images triggered any memories of his time as a Titan.
"Changeling?"
"It's your identity when causing the world destruction."
Taking Slade's answer he stepped up to the hologram Changeling rest his chin between his forefinger and thumb studying the images hoping to remember, but he didn't, "Why'd they do it?"
"Raven, did it to be more specific," Terra interjected receiving a silent glare from Slade in the process.
The name spoken caused the hologram to zoom in on the face of a woman wearing a violet purple cloak covering her grey skin and amethyst eyes, barely visible under the hood. A red box encasing her face branched off to the side listing off powers, strengths, and weaknesses.
Reaching out to her his head turned back to Slade, "She did this?" Though he trusted them a little he didn't believe Terra as much as he wish he could.
A nod was all the confirmation he received from the man standing with crossed arms, "She did it because she and Robin found out you were a double agent within their ranks."
"I spied on them for you? How long?"
"Eight almost nine years, but no one really expected her to go into your thoughts. You had your character down to a peg."
Cocking his head slightly Changeling continued to gaze at Raven, there was something about her that chilled him to the bone, yet drew him in, a wanting to understand her more, "That's how I got caught?"
"Yes and no, you see you were snooping around on the Titans main frame, something very out of character for you and you were on a communicator with me. She found out and told the others. Once they confronted you there was nothing to do but run. In the end Robin sunk a sharpened blade into your back causing a through and through. While that was going on Raven dug into your memories trying to extrapolate what she can from you, or it seems that way in the video."
Knowing he'd take the bait Slade waited for the boy to make up his mind, "Show me the video."
Pressing a button on his remote the doctored footage of what happened at the beach played on every screen. Changeling watched as the Boy Wonder and empath double teamed him until Robin sunk his blade in and Raven chanted a mantra forcing himself inside his brain. In the end it showed the Changeling willing himself away by crawling into the ocean and disappearing from sight.
"Is he dead?" Robin's voice filled with rage.
"If he's not he soon will be. He'll die from blood loss or drown. Whatever the case he's dead." Raven's monotone echoed in his ears uncaring and brutal.
Pausing the footage on Raven's amethyst eyes his voice filled the silence that once lingered in the room, "They haven't told the city of your betrayal, and most likely won't since you helped to put criminals away. Also to admit they had a double agent in their ranks would shed more of a harsh light on the group."
Snorting Mark studied all of their faces. Recognizing each and every one of them until he could cross them off the list as dead. As he was doing so Terra stepped up beside him placing a hand on his shoulder as if trying to provide a comfort he found he didn't need. Shrugging her hand off he noticed Slade's input had stopped, "Is there anything else?"
"Well, now that you mention it there is one thing. The mayor has decided to hold a massive memorial slash funeral for you. Every one of the Titans will be in attendance, including some of the Justice League members as well."
Clenching his fists He turned away from the monitors and approaches Slade. Standing straight he looked down on his mentor a sick and twisted plan already forming in his head, "They think I'm dead, but I say we let a ghost haunt them. Maybe drive them to insanity."
Smirking under his mask Slade was happy that his plan was going according to pan, "What'd you have in mind?"
Smirking like the devil Changeling glanced back at the hologram of the team, "I'm going to need my old suit, and any technology you have to make me invisible even to Cyborg's equipment. Also something that can make me look human. We want to blend in with the crowds don't we?"
A/N Be honest how was it? I think it got much longer and better from last chapter right? Right?
So about the BBxTerra thing what'd ya'll think of it? I thought it put a nice twist in there. You know a way to keep Changeling from remembering and being able to keep a close eye on him as well, then again that's just me and I wanna know what you all think.
As always please comment (about how extremely terrible or greatly awesome this story is), follow, of fave if you feel like it, or any combo of the three cause what you do and say is actually important to me, thanks a million.
Also what JL memebers do you want to make a slight appearance? To see the choices go to my profile and VOTE!
For his last name though I'm thinking of either going with
1)Theron which is Greek for Hunter
or
2)Thimba African for lion Hunter. (I was going to go with this one because he was in Africa when he got his powers and thought it was clever)
However I'm letting you my lovely readers decide.
Stay tuned for the next chapter...
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