Really, really sorry for the very long delay.

Chapter 9

A Monster Born

I felt like laughing, I knew I was crazed but honestly I could care less. This was just too fun.

One down three to go…

"Starfire has been…buried…now going after Raven." Terra informed me, speaking into the mic clearly with only a hint of malice.

Scratch that, two to go.

"Beast Boy?"

I turned around to find a small boy, about six or seven years old, standing a few feet away from me. His blond hair was dirty with ash and black smudge; tears ran steadily down his face falling from his wide curious and slightly scared eyes. Behind him a couple pleaded for him to get away from me, to run back to them so they could escape.

"Why?" His small voice dripped with sadness.

Why? Because I had to. Because he was in my way. Because-

Because Slade told you to.

Yeah, that too and because…

I smirked down at the boy, "Because it's fun."

"Killing, being a big meanie, and getting rid of your friends is fun?" He didn't believe me. Who was this kid anyway?

"Yes, it is. You know what else is fun?" My voice dripped with sadistic glee.

He tilted his head in a questioning way. My smirk widened and looking into his eyes I saw my reflection. My eyes were burning a bright red color, you could even say they were glowing. My hair had become infinitely darker and my skin paler. My smirk held so much malice and evil deeds I could scarcely believe it was coming from me…and I could see my canine teeth had grown just a bit longer and sharper.

All this just made me happier.

I felt my power heighten and reach out to any ruble or broken metal it could find. It lifted them up with sickening ease and waited for my orders.

"Dodge ball. Do you think your parents want to play?" Everything under my hold went flying forward, hitting any living being that tried to run.

"Mommy!" The child ran forward and was instantly caught in the attack. Needless to say, he didn't last long.

I think I saw the punch coming before he even thought of what he was doing; either way I turned quickly and, with my right arm, blocked the punch, pulling his arm to the side away from my head and holding his wrist, ensuring he wouldn't attempt another punch. His eyes widened as he finally got a good look at me, which made my grin grow, "Hi, Robin."

"Beast Boy," His voice contained disbelief and fear.

Robin had unintentionally left his chest wide open for an attack, which I took advantage of. My own punch had only made contact with his chest for a few seconds, but the punch, enforced by the new dark power of mine, was enough to send him flying back into a car's windshield. The glass shattered, parts embedding themselves into his back. His head thumped painfully on the glass before it shattered; blood instantly bursting out of the wound created.

I didn't give him enough time to recover. I jumped onto the hood of the car and grabbed him ankle. I through him to where we had been standing seconds earlier; this time making sure he fell face first. The gravel scratched at his skin leaving long scratches oozing with blood.

Again, I gave him no time to recover and was picking him up by his collar. I through another punch at him, getting him straight in the jaw.

Another punch.

Left eye.

Third punch.

Right eye.

I let him go, he didn't fall but swayed on his feet.

I kicked him in his solar plexus.

He went flying away, going through another car's windshield and through the back before he landed on the actual road again. I jumped on the car's roof and looked at my handy work.

Robin was a mess. His face, of what I could see, was bleeding out of every pore; both eyes were swelling and already turning a dark purple. Dark patches, of what I'm assuming is his blood, littered his entire body; bleeding through his cloths and even dripping to the ground. His breathing was labored but he was still conscience.

He struggled up and onto his knees. "Was that all?" His voice was strong, but even I could hear the obvious pain laced with it.

I laughed. Weak, he was just as weak as I used to be. "I haven't even started," I replied with a demonic tune to my voice.

He flinched but got onto his feet and into a defensive stance. I casually walked forward, taking my time. It's not like I was the one who was about to die.

As soon as I got into arms reach he tried a punch to my left. I easily caught it with my right hand. I raised my left arm to the side of his, where his elbow wasn't bent, and forcefully pushed to the side. I'm not exactly sure if his elbow broke or not, but something snapped. And of course he screamed. I grabbed his neck and lifted him up. His broken arm hung limply at his side, his other arm rose up to circle around my wrist. My hand tightened around his neck.

"Did Robin really think it would be easy to defeat me? He must be very stupid." My smile grew to a Cheshire like grin. "And now you get to-"

"Beast Boy."

My smile disappeared and my grip slackened. The power that had been ever present throughout my entire battle with both Robin and Cyborg dwindled slightly.

Slade put his hand on my shoulder. "That's enough."

I let go. The power didn't disappear but it did back off a bit, leaving me jittery and hearing my fast pounding heart in my ears. Robin fell, not having the strength to stand or stay awake any longer. Slade pulled me into his grip, holding me there until my shacking stopped and my breathing righted again.

"My apprentice, already letting the grip of madness get to you."

I heard a distant laughing echo through my mind.

"You're a monster, but not a demon. Not yet that is."

But soon.

A/N: Thanks to a I'm-A-Fallen-Angel39 for reminding me that you readers do exists and that I've probably pissed you guys off for not updating in so long. Really sorry about that. Hope this chapter, however short, makes up for it! Enjoy!