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Side Note: The reason the wait time was a tad long is because I updated so quickly, posting chapter 6 only two days after I had posted chapter 5.

Gosh, I'm so sorry for the confusion on the last chapter. For anyone that was unsure as to why Raven felt as though she needed to leave, here's a short description that will ease your questions:

Raven feels that she needs to leave because she and her emotions have come to the conclusion that she makes it much harder on beast Boy to contain the Beast. Recall, the Beast and Garfield mutually desire Raven, right? Note that the Beast constantly trying to break free weakens Garfield. He is also weakened by his conflictions towards Raven. She discovered this, and since she loves him, she decided to let go and leave him and the Titans behind. Hope this helps!

Well, you know what to do: Enjoy the read! I do not own any of the DC characters/ideas mentioned in this, okay?


The brightness was so unbearable that it made the girl's eyes water. The heat of the light was a nasty, white hot, causing her skin to curl with discomfort. Her sweat mingled with her own blood, and much of the crimson liquid was still fresh from the open wounds scattered about her body. Her back was stiff against the chair, and her wrists were pinned to its arms, the binds cutting into her skin. Stinking, roasted flesh rose to her nostrils, and she wished she could lift her hand to pinch her nose.

In spite of all of this, incredulously, she was happy. She was downright delighted in the moment's peace she'd been blessed with.

The torturer had stopped his cruel rampage if only for a moment—but a moment now was worth about a dozen years. The little bird licked her chapped lips when her stomach growled, but she could only taste blood.

"Hungry, are we, Raven?" asked a robotic voice. Raven was brought immediately to her senses. Whenever it spoke, surely more pain would follow. "I would love to give you a meal if only you would tell me where—"

"Go fuck yourself," the girl croaked, ignoring the pain it brought her to speak. "Oh that's right…you can't."

The utter silence to follow her words was discomforting, and Raven knew it stared at her, emotionless.

"Again," the voice said, and Raven's chair began to shake violently with electricity. She screamed with all within her, the pain overcoming everything that she knew. Her insides felt like they were going to explode with heat, guts spewing everywhere. Eventually, the electricity stopped, but the pain would not so easily fade. She gasped, coughing up more blood.

"You will tell me what it is I wish to know, little demon, whether or not you like it! AGAIN!" The shocks began again, and Raven wished she remembered what it felt like to be free. Her body gave, and she passed out in the chair, matted locks falling to her face.

48 hours prior

Through the window the sun warmed the skin of the two Titans. Raven's eyelids fluttered at the bright beams of light. She attempted to sit upright, but found that she was weighted down by something beside her. Confused, she looked, and immediately smiled at the sight of her lover—his face buried into her chest and his arm draped across her waist.

Based on the height of the sun, she knew it was well past ten, so she decided to wake the man. She kissed his face until he began to come to, and then she kissed his lips when his eyes opened. He closed them again, and kissed her back, gently.

"Good morning," he murmured into her mouth. He pulled her into him, embracing her tightly. "Shower time?" he grinned.

"Ha, ha. Very funny." Raven sat up then, and pulled her hair into a small ponytail, the sheets falling from her bare chest and stomach.

"Who said I was joking?" the changeling continued, unable to resist the sight. He sat up and began running his fingers down the girl's back. She closed her eyes at the simple pleasure of this. "Kind of warm in here, isn't it?" Garfield suggested, pulling the sheets from the legs of the girl. Before they both lost themselves in one another, she said,

"Gar, we could never take that chance. The other Titans may see us go in or walk out together." Raven knew that Beast Boy was about to give a light, "So?" in response, so she turned and put a finger to his lips. "Not this time," she said, standing, her back to the man. She gathered casual clothes for the day, and Garfield smiled. She hadn't said never, just not this time. He could accept that.

When both of the Titans were dressed again, they left for the kitchen. They would have their herbal tea and tofu eggs together, a common thing; and yet it would also be quite unlike any morning the two of them had ever experienced. Last night they had shared everything; they had become one. It was easily one of the best nights of either of their lives.

As the conversed, they were oblivious to any other action in the tower. They would soon come to regret that.

Robin watched as Cyborg mingled with the wires in the air conditioning unit. The tower was getting warmer by the minute, because for whatever reason the AC had shut down.

"Huh. Something's strange here, man. Look." Cyborg showed his leader what he was pointing at. "Someone was here. Someone shut this down manually."

Beneath his mask, Robin's eyes narrowed. None of the Titans besides himself and Cyborg ever handled the air conditioning." Don't worry. I'll get her up and running in no time." Cyborg continued, wiping the sweat from his brow with a metal hand.

After a few moments, the machinery shook with life, radiating great noise to spread its breeze all throughout the tower. It was then that a green, gaseous miasma was released from it, floating up and through the vents, clouding the room with a thick fog.

"No! It's a trap! We gotta go…argh…warn…warn the others…" The two men had already collapsed to the toxicity, but not before Robin had managed to hit the alarm with a fist. They were out cold within mere seconds, but perhaps the other Titans would have a chance at escape.

The miasma continued its silent rampage as the sirens blared through the halls of the tower, three Titans becoming alert. Starfire flew out of her bedroom towards the commons, but the smog made its way through the vents of the hall ceiling, causing the Tameranian to drop mid-flight, her body tumbling roughly to the ground.

Garfield and Raven stood by the mainframe, awaiting the arrival of the other Titans. It was then that Garfield picked up on the foul odor. It was quite unlike anything he had ever smelled, and considering the pigsty of a room he had lived in for years, that was saying something. He pinched his nose in disgust.

"Garfield, something isn't right. I sense someone in the tower. Someone that is certainly not a Titan!" The girl's hands darkened by the power gathering there, and the changeling became a tiger—one of his strongest moderately-sized creatures. He roared at the intruder though he knew not where the person could be.

The vents pumped poisonous air into the commons, and when the Titans noticed it, they quickly decided to make their way to the roof. Garfield looked at Raven, and still in his tiger form, he nodded. With that, the half-demon reached into her soul self and became a great raven. She gathered Beast Boy in her cold, intangible grasp, and together they flew to the top of the tower.

When they reached the peak of the tower, they witnessed whom they'd be up against. There the ape hovered, a heli-pack strapped onto his back. The wind that his device made caused the fur on Beast Boy and the hair of Raven to billow rapidly.

"You were not supposed to escape the poison," Monsieur Mallah's accent was strong and true, even over the noise of the contraption that carried him.

"Mallah. It's been a long time since I've seen scum like you," the demoness spat, venom taking her dark tone to a whole new level. The green tiger beside her growled angrily in agreement.

"I have only come for one thing, little girl."

Before Raven could inquire what that something might be, the ape fired an automatic rifle at the two, shells scattering to the ground and off the roof of the tower into the waters below. Though neither Titan had the reflexes to dodge bullets, Raven put up a shield of her energy as fast as she possibly could. The bullets created temporary white distortions in the defense, but Raven held strong awaiting the right moment to attack.

When the ape ran out of ammo, he quickly tried for another magazine, but the shield was released and Garfield leapt for Mallah, teeth tearing into the metal device on his back. Garfield could feel the Beast in his mind, longing to tear into the ape's flesh instead. Mallah fell to the rooftop, and fumbled to fit the mag into his gun. He knew that the changeling was far too much of a problem; besides, he was not what Mallah had come for. Finally the gun clicked. He cocked it, and fired wildly in front of him. Garfield roared, and another shield came between him and the Beast. Raven focused her energy on the gun and tore it from the firm grasp of the gorilla. She tossed it aside with her powers, and dove in to attack.

Mallah smiled darkly. He so easily got her right where he wanted her. As she flew towards him, Mallah removed a specific bullet from the strap he wore across his torso. He opened the bullet and removed a small dart, which he would be sure to plunge into the girl's neck when she was close enough; and that he did. He stood and charged towards her, meeting his mark.

Raven sank to her knees and fought her senses. Her eyes were beginning to shut and her energies suddenly felt depleted. She turned to gaze upon Garfield, who had transformed back into his human form. He lay out on the floor, clutching his chest and gasping in pain. Blood soaked his uniform; he had been shot. Wide eyed, Raven collapsed. She was paralyzed.

"No," the changeling croaked.

"We'll be in touch." said Monsieur Mallah as he lifted the girl by her hair. He dragged her along, and though she could not squeal from the pain, Garfield knew this hurt her greatly.

"YOU PUT HER DOWN YOU SCUM-BAG! I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU IF YOU HURT HER!"

Mallah paused and turned slowly to face the man. "Oh, but Garfield, you see, this is only what Monsieur Mallah intends to do!" He clutched the purple locks tighter and used his strength to slam the defenseless demon's face into the ground again and again. Her nose and her lips busted against the cement, bloodying her features.

"NOOOOO!" Garfield screeched, but when he attempted to advance toward his enemy, he collapsed to the ground again.

"Poisonous bullets. You will be dead before I can even show you how much I am going to torture her. Master and I have many plans. She is the pawn of this game."

Garfield growled violently, cursing the ape aloud and swearing revenge for hurting his beloved. Mallah ignored this and continued towards his ruined heli-pack. He pushed a button, and the machinery compiled itself back together. It was a feature the ape had spent months working on. With the pack back in good condition, he gathered Raven in one quick scoop and draped her body over his shoulder.

Garfield watched as he flew away with her, and his rage was seething. He was absolutely positively, fucking furious with himself for being so weak!

YOU FEEBLE, PATHETIC WEAKLING! YOU HAVE ALLOWED PREY TO ESCAPE WITH OUR MATE! YOU ARE WORTHLESS! REALEASE ME!

Inside, the Beast roared, the skull-splitting sound only radiating in the mind of the shape-shifter. Garfield was lucky; his current condition was not fit to be transforming into anything. His body was quite tolerant to pain, but the poison spreading through his veins made him weaker by the second. Was he really going to die here? Was this the end of his new beginning?

No. No! Garfield would find that ape and obliterate him. He would rip the arms from his body as painfully as he could manage. He would tear the flesh from the bones of the ape, and feast of it. He would sink his fangs into his neck and avoid the esophagus until the very last possible moment.

No… No, that isn't me; that isn't what a Titan would do. He thought to himself before the Beast spoke again.

Soon. I can feel your pulse strengthening. I can feel the rage inside. When there is just the right amount of hatred within you, I WILL BE FREE ONCE MORE, AND I WILL NEVER BE CAGED INSIDE OF THIS PITIFUL FORM AGAIN!

Garfield could not reply. His mind was slipping; his vision was failing. He knew that he was going to pass out soon. The poison was reaching his lungs. He began to cough, and then he would fall unconscious there on the roof.

Again, the sounds of the monitor plagued the changeling. He knew why he was in the clinic: It was because he had failed Raven. Who knew what sort of torture she could be going through right now? He sighed and sat upright, much more quickly than he had expected he could.

"Easy, man. That poison is still draining from your system."

Garfield looked around the room to each of the Titans. Starfire would normally be ecstatic to see that the green man was doing better, but a certain Titan was missing and hadn't been heard from in over 24 hours. Robin stood by the window of the clinic, his gloved hands balled into fists. His back was to the changeling as he faced the window. Cyborg had distress written all over his features. Raven was his like his sister, and now she was in the hands of psychopaths.

Garfield looked down at the IV's in his arms as he spoke. "It was Mallah. He took her. I couldn't do anything, I was too—" He paused, ashamed at what all had occurred. "I was too weak to save her," he continued, fighting his frustrations. He had to keep calm to retain the monster within.

"Where. Is. She." The boy wonder spoke between gritted teeth. He did not look at Beast Boy when he asked this.

"I don't know, I don't—"

"It's him," Cyborg interjected loudly, pulling up a screen on his arm. "It's a video message from the Brotherhood of Evil." He looked at Robin, and when the masked man nodded, Cyborg pushed buttons on his arm, creating a hologram for everyone to see. The message began with light static, and then the screen focused on the Brain. The mechanical voice said,

"If you wish us to keep the little birdie alive, you, Robin, will tell us the information we require."

The camera then turned until it was on Raven. She was broken, bloodied, and bruised, her body tied to a torture chair. A metal collar was on her neck, preventing her from using her powers. Her face was to say…unrecognizable. It was the purple locks and the thin body that revealed her as Raven. Garfield's eyes widened. A fire inside him raged violently.

"Raven, perhaps you would like to try again?" The Brain asked her, his voice sickening to the ear. "Where is the Xenothium?"

The camera zoomed in on the face of the girl, her swollen eyes struggling to stay open. Her words were slurred with exhaustion—she hadn't gotten any rest from all of the torture.

"'S…I told you…I…I don't know…"

"Incorrect answer!" The Brain yelled, and a jolt of electricity was sent through the chair. Raven screeched with pain, her limbs shaking violently. To say the sound of her pain was haunting to all of the Titans would be an understatement. The screams echoed in the vacant room she was in, causing the camera to pick up even more sound. The fire in Garfield grew, and he could feel the Beast pacing his mind, racing his thoughts. He was going to explode if he did not look away, and yet he could not release his gaze from the horrific scene.

"I KNOW THAT YOU KNOW WHERE THE XENOTHIUM IS. I KNOW THAT YOU AND ROBIN HAVE SHARED THE SAME MIND. HE KNOWS, THEREFORE YOU KNOW! WHERE IS IT?!"

The electricity stopped for Raven to give an answer. Beast Boy released a breath he had been holding. Raven exhaled and forced her lips to gather words.

"Okay…okay…. I'll tell you…!"

The Brain approached the girl, anxious to hear the information that he had been searching for after years and years of research. The Titans stared at the hologram incredulously. True, torture was an effective (though cruel) way to get information, but this specific piece of knowledge was too powerful to be released to such an evil group of individuals. Only the changeling was indifferent—he just wanted them to stop harming her.

When the Brain was beside Raven, she lifted her head, to look into his artificial eyes.

"If only you could feel how disgusting this is," she whispered. Garfield heard these words. Raven gathered enough of the saliva-blood mixture in her mouth to spit onto the Brain's face. Mallah immediately approached his master, wiping the mess with a cloth.

"Monsieur Mallah, teach our pet demon a lesson."

Mallah turned to face the girl, and sauntered to her. He gathered his great hands into massive fists and hammered on her skull.

"NOOO!" Starfire yelled, turning away from the sight. She could no longer witness the sight before her. She covered her ears and tried her best to block out the sounds of flesh meeting flesh. Cyborg shut off his arm, and bit back tears. He was going to tear the Brain apart with his own two hands if it was the last thing he did.

Robin was silent, but his entire body was shaking. His nerves were getting the better of him, and he felt anger radiate through his entire figure.

"Where," the shape-shifter drew all attention in the room to himself. His voice was not his own. It was deeper, rougher, more intimidating. "Where. Is. The Xenothium." There was no question behind his tone.

"Beast Boy, I'm sorry," the boy wonder began. "But I can't reveal the location of such a powerful element to the B—"

"YOU FOOL! IF YOU THINK I'M GOING TO SIT HERE AND LET HER GET TORTURED LIKE THIS FOR YOU AND THIS PATHETIC CITY, YOU HAVE OFFICIALLY LOST YOUR FUCKING MIND!" The flame inside was now more like a thousand forest fires. Something inside of the changeling snapped.

"GAHHHHHH!" The heart monitor accelerated abruptly, Garfield's vitals flying off the charts. He screamed at the top of his lungs, fur sprouting from his skin. He pulled the IV's from his arms and the small wounds left behind instantly healed. The rushing blood of the Beast overcame the remaining poison in his veins. Garfield's eyes rolled in the back of his head as his fangs began to grow.

"HE'S TRANSFORMING INTO THE BEAST! WE HAVE TO HOLD HIM DOWN!" Cyborg shouted over the changeling's screams. The three Titans immediately attempted to restrain Garfield, but they were no match for his growing strength. With one swift movement he sent each of the Titans flying back, the cot and many other objects getting tossed about or broken in the crossfire.

"ARRRGHHHH!" The changeling's feet grew, and claws extended from his appendages. His spine contorted and stretched until it was a new one altogether. The Titans knew it was too late. Robin motioned for everyone to evacuate the clinic. Just as they did, the transformation had completed. In the wreckage of the room stood a ten-foot monster. It stared at nothing with petrifying eyes. It then howled at its victory over the changeling. Finally, the Beast was free.

Into the night it went, smashing through the window of the clinic in search of its only other desire in the entire world.


Hope this chapter satisfied your cravings! I'm very sorry it took me so long to update, but in my defense, I got it out on Tuesday as I said I would! Gotta warn you that school is gonna be keeping me busy, but I promise to stick to Update Tuesdays.

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