Chapter 7- Only the Morning Awaits

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"Beast Boy,"

"Beast Boy, get up."

Beast Boy moaned. He tended to hear voices when he was nearly up, but this time the voice didn't sound nearly as friendly as his mother's.

"Beast Boy, come one! You're not helping anyone by lying there, and we have a lot to do before we leave."

Finally Beast Boy gave a last groan, and then sat up, but he couldn't. Something prevented him, but not a solid object, but it was himself that caused it. So, he just flipped to his side, and got up on all fours.

…All fours?

He decided he would ask himself once he was fully up, and he knew he was now because the voice returned, but this time it sounded much more clear, and he could actually pick out where the voice was coming from.

"Ok, you managed that, now get up." Raven commanded, kneeling to the right of him.

Beast Boy shifted on his feet, and as he did he heard clacking like sound on Raven's hard floor. He tended to hear such when he was in the form of a clawed animal when he walked through Titans Tower or just around town, but he never remembered changing at all. Well, until now that is.

It all came back to him, the Rune, the Orb, the pain mostly, before... yes! He remembered now, he was . . . something, but what? Beast Boy slowly turned his long . . .

Long?

. . .Anyway,Beast Boy slowly turnedhis long neck around to face what was his new body, andthe sight hit him like a sword through the chest.

He was. . . it was . . .monstrous! His body glistened with scales from the moonlight that trickled softly through the window, he was thecolor of bronze, thoughnotthe most attractive color it wasn't something he could complain about from histypicalemerald green.His long tail flickered with uncontrollable excitment, and for a moment or two lashedabout. His large head was protected by a large face-plate. The thick pieceof plateran from the tip of his nose and widened to fit the entire top of his head.His eyes were on either side of his head, though rare to findincarnivores in the wild, hewas clueless where it could've fit on thearmor.His ears were similar to a horses, but instead of perking up they lay flat and pointed backward on his head, regardless of his mood. Beast Boy flipped his head back and stared at his clawed hands. They were typical for a dragon or for that matter any reptilian creature, despite the hawk-like hooked talons that patrued each finger. They were sharper than the sharpest razor knife and had a purpose for ripping and tearing innocent flesh, though Beast Boy had no plans of doing either or. What held the 'hands' was nothing special, though the arm was an impressive build. The leg was decently long, though the muscle was impressive. These legs were not meant for running, they were meant for much-needed boosts for flight, though Beast Boy had no doubt in his mind that they could easily outrun the largest car without a problem. He lost interest in the legs, and turned around again to eye his wings. They were large . . . really large. Delicate, small, hooked hands lay near the middle of each wing, and you could swear you could count every vein the criss-crossed the leathery flap of skin meant for gliding. All-in-all, he was about 15 feet in length, had a wonderful build that no modern technology could match, and he seemed to loose all doubt that this could carry the Titans.

Well, almost.

Beast Boy hadn't thought on it, but for the first time he realized how far Africa was from here. That could be weeks for travel, non-stop. Whether it could be done or not, he had no intention of doing such a barbaroc thing for so long. Raven must of thought about it, for she could've possibly seen the dramatic change in mood for the young kit. Although Beast Boy's face was physically unreadable thanks to the large plating, she could almost see the sink in his eyes. The look as if a kid had just gotten a new toy, and the suddenly it was ripped from him in an instant.

Raven walked over to him, "Something wrong? No one gets to turn into their childhood dream and not be happy about it." Raven forced a small smile at the devistated kitling.

"Actually . . . yeah. This is really cool and everything, but how the heck am I supposed to carry five of you guys all the way to Africa?This body may have the build, but I definatly don't have the skill." Beast Boy moped.

Randomly and almost suddenly, Raven felt an itch of guilt. Beast Boy seemed down and devistated at how this new form would effect him. Everyone expecting to much from him, more than he could give. Beast Boy had gone through this once in his life, and she knew it. The six Titans were like peas in a pod, and most everyone knew something about each other's past. And for Raven, it was as if Beast Boy had to relive it. The pain, the expectations, and who knows what else. She thought she might have been overreacting, but she didn't want to hurt Beast Boy with this. She tenderly put a hand on his massive shoulder.

"Don't worry, we are taking the long way to Africa, and although that seems worse it means we get more of a break. We will stop where we can along random islands until we do arrive. But, if your lucky, I can get my transportation spell working . . ."

"Transportation spell?" Beast Boy raised his head,suddenly, and it was as if he was never down.

"Yes, but I don't know if I can get it working. Give it time, and until then you might just have to tough it out." Raven replied quickly, and with that comment Beast Boy's head sunk a bit, but he certainly kept his hopes high on a possible portal transportation.

"Well, OK. But, just one more thing." Raven looked at him and nodded. "Well, I'm going tohave to change into different things along this journey; will I have to feel that awful pain I did the first time when I change into the different dragons? If that is a yes, then I don't know if this is such a good idea." He complained, fixing his large eyes with hers in sorrow and complaint.

"Don't worry about that either, I'm sure when you changed into your first large animal, it was quite painful, or at least difficult." Raven answered.

Beast Boy looked a little squeamish, obviously recalling his first large morph.

"Well, yeah . . . yeah I guess." Beast Boy sighed."OK, I'll do what I can. But I still hope you get that transportation thingy-ma-jiggy workin', I don't think I will be able to do it all the way through."

"Good, now go pack what you can, and when your finished go to Terra's room, we are getting up early in the morning and you of all people need your rest. For reasons more than just tomorrow's flight."

Raven finallyshooed him out of her room, andBeast Boythen headed to the remains of his.

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It hadn't taken Beast Boy long to pack up all his belongings, because he didn't have much left. He found out he had been knocked out for much longer than he expected, and it was already about 9:00pm. Even though that was kind of early for the Titans to go to sleep, it isn't when you need to be up and on the road by 5:30am the next morning.

As soon as he finished his packing, Beast Boytook his pack and walked over to Terra's room, finding relief that he had morphed back to a normal human.As Beast Boy approached her door,he gently knocked onits soul, and was met within a moment byTerra'ssoft face.She came in, and greeted him with a hug. Both her and Beast Boy were already in their pajamas (A/N: Yes, I put the Teen Titans in pajamas… muahaha), so after Beast Boy dumped his pack next to Terra's they could go straight to bed.

Terra started walking back to her bed for the night, when Beast Boy grabbed her upper arm and pulled her back to him, sticking his face in hers. "What? Forget about me? Where's my goodnight?" Beast Boy smiled.

Terra giggled, turned him and pinned him on the wall, "Of course not,"Beast Boy opened his eyes and gazed deep into hers, and Terra smiled. "Goodnight, Beast Boy." Terra gently brushed her lips against his, though it couldn't be called a kiss. They have never kissed before, but people can dream, eh?

Beast Boy laughed, "Thank you, now we may go to sleep."

Beast Boy walked over sluggishly to his make-shift bad on the couch, and flopped down on it, exhausted. Terra also climbed into her calmly, and before Beast Boy had a chance to get to sleep, she leaned on her arm and called out to him, "Beast Boy? If your still awake, can I ask you something?"

"Mmmmm?" Beast Boy moaned, muffled by his pillow.

"Sorry, but I was just wondering. What was it that Raven wanted? You were in there for a while, and I was just wondering . . ."

Beast Boy was now sitting up on the couch, looking over at Terra and smiling wickedly, "You'll find out tomorrow."

Terra smirked and rolled her eyes, "Goodnight Beast Boy, see you in the morning." And she rolled over, tucking the covers over her.

Beast Boy laid back down, "You too," And it wasn't for more than a moment that fatigue captured the twosome and the Tower was silent with still with a peaceful sleep.

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I feel as though Raven's (actually,most everyone's)character wasoff. I'm not calling her a no-heart demon without feelings, I'm just saying she seemed too soft, eh. I won't blame no one if I get a few comments 'bout that. Anyway, I'm extremely proud of this chapter and I hope you enjoyed it, also, if you don't knowdidly squat about dragons, a'kit' and 'kitling' areyoung dragons (baby dragons). Why I said that? Eh, hard toexplain. Anyway,stick around for Chapter 8, R&R!