Teen Titans: Logan Identity
By: Thowell3 & V. K . M Kimball
Disclaimer: We do not own Teen Titans But we wish we did
Chapter 6 Nightmares or Memories
"Three hours?" Raven repeated, horrified.
"Yes," House replied. "There are extensive tests that need to be done."
"You might as well rest," Cyborg told her.
"He doesn't have three hours!" Raven exclaimed. "He's in pain!"
"Well I don't know what to suggest," Cyborg shrugged. " I can sedate him but other than that I don't know."
"How is that going to do any good?" Raven demanded.
"Well I don't see you coming up with any ideas," Cyborg retorted. "You won't go inside his mind for whatever reason."
"Well couldn't we do something to make him feel at ease?" Raven pleaded.
"You're asking me?" Cyborg retorted. "Raven, I want to kill this guy, not make him comfortable."
"He deserves something!" Raven exclaimed. "He doesn't remember killing Beast Boy. For all we know, Slade just told him that."
"You're grasping at straws Raven," Cyborg shook his head. "I'm giving him nothing."
"Fine!" Raven spat. "I'll do it myself!"
"But you know nothing about giving medication," Cyborg pointed out.
"Want a bet?" Raven growled.
"Why do you even care?" Cyborg exclaimed. "He may remind you of Beast Boy, but you never liked him that much."
"Don't tell me how I felt...feel about Beast Boy," Raven scowled. Cyborg rubbed his temples.
"Look Raven," he sighed. "Unless you can prove that this guy didn't kill Beast Boy, I'm giving him nothing."
Slade sat in front of his computer. He scanned the screen. He was looking for a sign of Garfield, but had found nothing. Slade clenched his fists.
"Still no sign of my apprentice," he shook his head. "I am very disappointed in you Garfield. I give you the simple task of destroying what's left of the Teen Titans, and now you disappear. Maybe the conditioning I have done to you is comming undone...in which case I must get you back before you realise who you are." He turned to Mammoth who was standing a few feet away. "You're sure you haven't seen him?"
"I've checked all over Jump City," Mammoth replied. "No trace of him." At this moment, Gizmo flew in.
"Hey Slade," his nasal voice crowed. "I think I know where he went."
"Well?" Slade's voice was slightly aggravated. "Don't keep me waiting."
"I was looking through the City's camera system and found this," he began to project the fight scene between Garfield, Starfire, and Nightwing.
"So my apprentice is dead," Slade mused. "What a pity. Did you retrieve the body?"
"Uh," Gizmo shifted uncomfortably. "He didn't die. At least, I don't think so anyway."
"What are you talking about?" Slade's voice was definately aggravated now.
"Keep watching," the tiny villain replied. The projection now showed Raven floating by and picking up Garfield.
"So that wretched half-breed has him," Slade's one eye narrowed. "Any sign of her after that?"
"Actually," Gizmo grinned widely. "Yes." He turned off the projector. Immediately, the various conversations between Cyborg and Raven filled the room.
"Oh dear," Slade sighed. "We certainly can't have my young apprentice allow himself to be held by the Titans."
"Can't he just take care of it himself when he's at full strength?" Mammoth inquired.
"The trouble is dear boy that Raven is helping my apprentice to remember who he really is," Slade replied.
"Well who is he then?" Mammoth asked, scratching his head. Slade shot the giant a funny look. A great feet considering he was wearing a mask.
"Are you kidding?" Gizmo turned on Mammoth. The giant just looked at him stupidy. "Wow, you are an idiot."
"So the half breed has taken my young apprentice to the cyborg's house," Slade mused.
"Oh man!" Gizmo whined. "If only there was some way we could hack in."
"There is," Slade replied. He began typing on the computer. "The last time I was there I borrowed the Titan's back-up disc for their mainframe computer. There's a security system built into the house that I had to erase for my stay." He continued to type. "There you are."
Cyborg left Raven to look after Garfield. He had given her the excuse that he needed to check to see if the analysis of the pills had come back yet. He pushed a button on his arm and a dial-tone began. He punched in a number and waited.
"Hello?" Starfire's sweet voice answered the phone. "This is Titan's Tower, how can I help you?"
"Star, it's Cyborg," he told her.
"Oh friend Cyborg!" Starfire gushed. "It is good to hear from you!"
"Star, I need to talk to Nightwing," Cyborg interrupted her. "It's urgent!"
"Right away friend," she agreed.
"Cyborg why are you calling this late at night?" Nightwing demanded as soon as he was on the phone.
"Nightwing, Raven brought over that guy you were telling me about," Cyborg informed him. "Slade's new apprentice."
"What?" Nightwing bellowed. "Why didn't you call me earlier?"
"I just got away from Raven now to make this call!" Cyborg rebuked.
"Why would Raven want to stop you from calling me sooner?" Nightwing demanded.
"She thinks that Garfield is innocent and that Slade brain washed him," Cyborg scoffed.
"Do you think she may be too attached to him?" Nightwing inquired.
"She says that he reminds her of B.B." Cyborg admitted.
"Beast Boy is dead," Nightwing reminded the robotic Titan.
"Raven doesn't think so," Cyborg sighed.
"She did always deny having feelings for Beast Boy," Nightwing mused. "Maybe she is hoping he is Beast Boy so that she can get some closure or something."
"So what do you want me to do?" Cyborg wanted to know.
" Keep them there as long as you can," Nightwing replied. "I'll be right over to get him. I have some things I want to ask him." Nightwing hung up.
"Raven is not going to like this," Cyborg muttered.
Raven sat with the medical textbook open on her lap. Her slender eyebrows were furrowed in concentration. Beside her, Garfield began to twitch in his sleep. She looked over at him, concerned. Abruptly, he woke with a scream.
"Raven!" he bellowed out her name.
"What is it?" Raven asked him. "What's wrong?"
"Nightmare," he panted.
"Tell me about it," Raven encouraged.
"Well," Garfield began. "You were in it."
"Really?" Raven raised an eyebrow at this.
"So were Cyborg, Starfire and Nighwing," Garfield frowned. "But they were all younger."
"Well what was happening in the dream?" Raven prompted.
"You were scared," Garfield spoke slowly. "And sad." He paused. "Because something bad was going to happen."
"What was going to happen?" Raven asked.
"The end of the world," Garfield murmured.
"R...really?" Raven's eyes widened.
"Slade was there," hatred entered the young man's voice. "He was trying to take you away."
"What else happened?" Raven wasn't sure that she wanted to know.
"There was nothing I could do!" Garfield exploded, tears beginning to stream down his face. "I wanted to help you, but...but..." He covered his face with his hands and sobbed.
"It's okay," Raven put a hand on his shoulder. "It was only a dream."
"You died Raven," Garfield spoke from behind his hands. "It was horrible."
"Why do you care so much?" Raven was genuinely curious to know the answer.
"I don't know," Garfield sighed. "Maybe because you're the only one who's been nice to me at all." He sighed. Raven squeezed his shoulder and went back to her medical text. "You know the end of the world wasn't nearly as bad as losing you." Garfield spoke again. Raven looked up in surprise from her book.
"Thanks," she smiled. "But I only have known you for a few days." She turned her eyes back down to her book.
"Trigon taking over wasn't nearly as bad as watching you die," Garfield said softly. Raven's head snapped up.
"How do you know who Trigon is?" she whispered.
A/N: Yet another Chapter for LI And the Plot thickens Just wait till the next chapter. – Thowell3
