Beast Boy
I woke up in a dark cell, so dark I could barely see. I tried to change into a bat, but I suddenly was zapped by wires wrapped around my body. "WEEEET!" I squealed, immediately turning back into a human and whimpering. My eyes finally adjusted, but I wished they hadn't when I looked around at my surroundings. On my left was a skeleton covered in scorch marks, and to my right was an apparently dead boy. He was shirtless, revealing his ribs showing through his dark skin. An empty knife sheath was strapped onto his back, and he too, was wrapped tightly with wires. His arms were striped and there were to dark streaks under each of his eyes, and claws equipped his bare hands and feet. Suddenly, he sat up and stared dead into my eyes, unnerving me.
He finally broke the silence: "Who are you?"
The Boy in the Darkness
I sensed a change in the air pressure as I woke up, but I didn't move. I opened my eyes a crack and saw a boy with green skin and a fang protruding form his mouth. He turned into a bat (which I knew was a bad idea when I saw it) and shrieked loudly before resuming his human form. I winced, but he didn't notice. Hmmmm... another shape shifter. I wonder what else he can turn into? I wondered. He started studying me. I held my breath, pretending to be dead. When I couldn't hold it in any more, I took a deep breath and sat up, startling Mr. Green. "Who are you?" I asked, breaking the silence.
He yelped and jumped back when I spoke. "You're alive!" He squeaked, stating the obvious.
"Of course I'm alive," I retorted. "But who are you?"
"The name's Beast Boy, partner!" He stated proudly, sticking out his hand.
"Trist, and I'm not your partner," I grunted, eyeing his hand suspiciously.
"Ok, Trust, but we're gonna be best pals!" he insisted, still holding out his hand.
I swatted his hand away and rolled my eyes. "Trist, not Trust. And I wouldn't be too sure about us being pails."
He stuck out his lower lip in a pouty face. "I said pals, Tristy, not pails."
"My name is TRIST! GET IT RIGHT!" I snarled.
"Ok, dude, chill out! What's wrong with a couple nick-names?"
"Dude?"
"What?"
"What's it mean?" I asked, irritated.
He stared at me blankly. "Dude is just, you know, a thingy. You say it when you're talking to people." I raised an eyebrow. "Oh, forget it," he muttered. "Anyway-" -here he bumped a skeleton behind him and causing it to rattle- "AHHHHH!" He screamed, the sound echoing loudly in the chamber.
"Relax, it's not real. They're all over the place. There's one next to me, too. see?" I said, holding up a skull and rattling it at him. Suddenly, the jaws started adjusting. "Yuck!" I yelled, throwing it on the ground and backing away as far as the wires wrapped around me would allow. 'Beast Boy' laughed nervously and backed up next to me. The plastic scull sprouted four spider-like legs and walked over to my feet before lengthening its legs so it stared me in the face with empty eyes.
"The blue girl is being prepared for dinner and engagement. The master demands you supply the meal, champaign, and ring," the skull said before reattaching itself to the rest of the skeleton and standing up to grabbing my arm. I struggled, but it injected me with a syringe that had mysteriously appeared in its hand. I went numb before collapsing. I tried to struggle out of its grasp, but I had no control over my muscles. The last thing I saw was Beast Boy cowering helplessly beneath the bony shadow, then darkness.
