This chapter will be the one that will keep you guessing and will involve the character death and will be a two part. Enjoy! Shout Out to prttykitty7728!

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans or Doom Patrol or Terra or the trap. I do own Shadow Walker and the story.

Beastboy groaned as he opened his eyes. He stood up and grabbed his side because his ribs might have been broken. Gar looked on the metal floor and saw long red line. He followed it to a door that said Carnival Rides. He pushed open the door and his heart almost stopped. His team, his former team, and Terra were chained to the base of the spinning base of a carrousel. They were all screaming at him. A television screen turned on and revealed Shadow Walker.

"Hello Beastboy. As you can see, on the other side of this glass, the people you care about most are chained to this carrousel. A rifle has been loaded with 9 bullets and placed inside. This aren't just any bullets. These bullets have been designed to go through flesh, bone, and metal. 9 people got on, but only 8 will get off. In order to save the 8 people, you must place one of your fingers in the hole in front of you, in which the bones will be crushed to pieces. You can't use your thumbs and you can't you the same finger twice. Who will live and who will die is up to you. The ride will not stop until all nine bullets are spent. If you fail to make a decision, all 9 will die. There is no time limit. Think wisely. Go!"

The ride started spinning and everyone had terror on their face. Even Mento. I guess having a rifle in your face will do that to someone. The ride stopped and landed on Starfire.

"Friend Beastboy help! Don't want to do the dying!" she said with tears running down her face. The gun coked and she screamed. Gar put his ring finger in the hole and screamed to the top of his lungs as the hole crushed his finger. The gun pointed it's self up at the ceiling and fired.

"Thank you Beastboy."

"No problem Star." He said grabbing his now broken finger.

The ride went around once again. Gar was actually cringing. He didn't want anyone to die, but he really didn't have a choice. It stopped and landed on Cliff. Let's see what the bag of bolts has to say to me.

"Kid, remember that time we went to the carnival?"

Yeah, I remember that good and well.

Flashback

The Carnival was in town and Cliff decided to take Gar. He really didn't even mind. He loved the little grass stain. The hyper active 8 year old was steadily pulling him in different directions.

"Whatcha wanna do now kid?"

"I wanna win a teddy bear." he said dragging the robot towards the a game.

"Hey, little-whoa. What's with your skin little buddy?" the game operator asked.

"Well, I-" he was cut off by Cliff covering his mouth.

"We're in a costume contest."

"Oh, well good luck. What do you want little buddy?"

"A teddy bear."

"Here. Knock down all the bottles" he said handing him a ball.

Gar was way shorter than the booth, so he had to jump to throw the ball. He missed by quite a distance.

"Hey, sorry little guy. Wanna try again?"

"I'll go for him." Cliff said picking up the ball.

Before the game operator could say anything Cliff threw the ball and knocked down all the bottles. Along with that, he made a hole in the booth. The scared game operator handed Cliff the teddy bear and ran away screaming. Cliff and Gar looked at each other and shrugged. He handed Gar the bear and they walked away.

"Uncle Cliff?"

"Yes?"

" Why did you say we were in a costume contest?"

"Because we have to protect our secret identities."

"Oh, uncle Cliff?

"Yeah."

"Love you."

"Love you too."

Flashback

Good times. Good times.

He put his index finger in the hole next and he screamed again. The gun pointed up and shot at the ceiling. Robotman breathed a huge sigh of relief. The ride started again. It went around longer this time. It stopped and landed on Cyborg, his best friend. Cy didn't even need to say anything. Gar immediately put his middle finger in and tried (key word) to keep his scream in. He was unsuccessful. The gun pointed at the ceiling again and fired. The ride started again. 3 safe, 6 still in danger. It stopped this time on Negativeman. He couldn't tell if the man was scared or not , but he was sure he was because of the way he was pulling on the chains.

"Let me know when it's over." Larry said in monotone.

Typical Larry. Never caring about anybody, but himself. What am I saying? Larry did care for me. His mind wondered to one event that stuck out in his mind.

Flashback

9 year old Beastboy was crying on his bed. Steve had picked him up from boy scouts in the middle of the night. The camp director had called him when the other kids were picking on Garfield. Right now, the boy just wanted to be alone. He heard a knock on his door.

"Come in." he said softly.

Instead of Rita walking in, it was Larry. He sat next to the boy on the bed.

"I heard what happened."

"Why were they so mean? I didn't do anything."

"I don't know, but you know what?"

"What?"

"We're a lot alike."

"How?"

"Well, do you know how I got like this?"

He boy shook his head.

"Well, you see. A couple years ago, I wanted to make some extra money, so I volunteered to be a test pilot for the Air Force. As the plane went up higher and higher, something went wrong. It was supposed to go up a certain amount of feet but it kept going up and up until it reached a radio active field. I was ejected and then something happened."

"What?" he asked totally engrossed in the story.

"I looked down and saw all my body parts were black and my body was falling back to the Earth. I flew down and caught my body and laid it gently on the ground. After 60 seconds I felt weak so I returned to my body."

"Really?"

"Yeah and after that people got scared of me because I was different. I had no one to go to except for my mom. I lived in her pent house. I didn't want to be a burden anymore so I left and joined the Patrol. That's how Negativeman was born."

"Wow. So people pick on me because I'm different."

"Yep. It's sad but true. You feel better?"

He nodded his head smiling this time and threw his arms around the older man.

"Thanks Uncle Larry."

"No problem, kid."

Flashback

BB put his pinkie finger in the hole and groaned as it was crushed. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt as much as he thought it would. The gun pointed to the ceiling and fired. The ride started over again. This time is landed on Elastigirl. His mother. He just stared at her.

"Garfield, I'll be fine."

He thought about earlier. She didn't even look for me. I'm her son. No one is perfect, but Rita was pretty close. Just because her husband hates me doesn't mean I have to hate her. Gar raised his left hand and put his ring finger in. He held onto the table as his finger broke and the gun fired at the ceiling.

The ride went around again and landed on Robin. He was a good leader, he couldn't lie, but his mind kept wondering to that night Robin threatened to send him to jail.

Flashback

"You need to tell me what happened."

"I told you, I don't remember…any of it. We had that argument, I went to my room, I was angry and then nothing. Claws…a scream, nothing."

"Claws and a scream isn't nothing. What else?"

"That's all."

"No it isn't. You have to focus. "

"I am."

"You have to remember."

"I'm trying."

"Try harder. If you can't tell me what happened I have to assume the worst. I have to put you in jail. You need to remember."

"I CAN'T!."

Flashback

He put in his index finger and screamed again. The gun raised up and shot at the ceiling. Robin sighed and smiled at him. Oh no. Only Mento, Terra, and Raven were left. One of those three has to die.

Sorry about the cliffhanger, but the other part will be posted sooner than you think. Please review or I won't update this story. I mean it! At least two reviews! Bye, for now! =)