Hey everyone! Here's Chapter 26! Hope you enjoy!
Allen Blaster: Hopefully someone can save him or stop him in time! Next chapter will show what happens. Hope you're enjoying the story! :)
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RPGPersona: Yes, his improvement has been short lived. And his mental state has declined pretty rapidly, almost to a state of near delirium. Self-preservation has definitely gone out the window at this point. And that would probably be the smartest thing to do; when a person shows that they can't be trusted on their own, that privilege of isolation and privacy is lost. And I agree completely; there's very little that the others can do that will cause greater damage than what he has done to himself at this point. I hope you're enjoying the story! :)
Bbrae-4ever fanfics: I can understand that; when I was writing it and re-reading it, I could feel the pain as well and it was pretty uncomfortable. I'm sorry to hear that you're sick! I hope you get better soon! Hope you're enjoying the story! :)
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Robin couldn't sleep, but he didn't know why. It was as if something was preventing him from catching some shut eye. After a few hours of rolling around relentlessly in bed, he got up and decided to head down to the kitchen to get something to eat. The hallways of the tower were dark and quiet. All the teens had gone to bed hours ago, leaving just him up. His footsteps echoed off the walls as he passed by each teen's room since it was so silent. When he came to the end of the hallway though, that silence was interrupted by a loud crashing noise. He turned to look at where the noise had come from, and came face to face with Beast Boy's room.
Following the crash, there was near silence. There were a few muffled sounds, but nothing nearly as startling. Robin knocked on the younger boy's door quietly so he wouldn't risk waking up his nearby teammates.
"Beast Boy," he loudly whispered through the door as he knocked. He received no response. Although it was possible that it was just some random noise he heard, he didn't want to risk it. Something felt off, and it traveled down his bones and kept him on his toes. He knocked again. "Beast Boy, are you alright?" There was still no response. He took in a deep breath before knocking again. "Beast Boy, if you don't respond in the next ten seconds, I'm coming in." Ten seconds soon passed, and he was still left without an answer. Robin typed in the override code on the boy's door, and the doors swooshed open.
Nothing could have prepared him for what he saw. He felt panic spread rapidly through his veins as he ran towards his friend. In the center of the room, Beast Boy was hanging from a rope. There was a chair knocked down beside him, and Robin assumed that was what had caused the crashing noise.
"Holy shit," Robin gasped. He found the bloodied knife next to Beast Boy's bed. He picked it up and sliced the rope. He grabbed his friend as he fell and gently lowered him to the ground. He carefully cut the rope from his neck, taking extra precautions to not accidently slice his throat. "Someone! Help!" Robin shouted as loud as his lungs could allow. "Please!" he shouted again. He heard muffled confusion down the hall as the teens responded to his pleas, and soon loud footsteps.
Cyborg was the first to arrive. He paused in the doorway briefly, feeling the air leave his lungs. "Oh my God," he uttered in disbelief.
Robin placed a hand on Beast Boy's artery in his neck, checking for his heartbeat.
"He doesn't have a pulse. He needs CPR, now," Robin announced, and Cyborg ran forward towards the two.
The first thing Cyborg noticed was the abundance of blood that surrounded his friend. His arms were all red, no green in sight. The blood was soaked on the front of his uniform and spread down his legs. There were splatters of blood on his face and hair. The next thing he noticed was the broken noose that laid beside him.
"Did he…is he…," Cyborg muttered, in deep fear for his friends life.
"I found him hanging. I cut him down as soon as I found him. I don't know how long he had been hanging, but I don't think long," Robin reported. He noticed how Beast Boy's uniform was aiding in cutting off circulation to his neck. He took the knife and sliced the uniform off his body and removed it, leaving his upper body bare.
Cyborg immediately began chest compressions. His limbs were shaking violently as he repeatedly pressed strongly into his friend's chest, but he powered through. Soon, Raven and Starfire arrived at the door. Starfire let out a loud gasp.
"No…," Raven said, her voice low and full of emotion. The two ran over to where the boys were and kneeled down next to them. "What…what happened?" Raven asked.
"I found him hanging from a noose. I don't think he was hanging for long before I found him, but he doesn't have a pulse and he's not breathing," Robin replied. Soon, after 30 chest compressions, Robin angled the boy's head back to open the airway and gave him two breaths. He then checked for a pulse and breathing, but there was none. Cyborg continued with 30 more compressions.
Starfire was in tears as she stared at the scene before her. Raven looked at the scene in complete shock, all the color draining from her face. Tears threatened to spill over, but she refused to let them shed now. Different things in the room started to be encased in her dark energy, lifting into the air. Raven silently chanted her mantra to herself, and the objects were released.
Robin went back down to give two more breaths. When he checked for a pulse and breathing, he still found none.
"Damn it," he cursed under his breath, and Cyborg continued with another round of compressions.
Beast Boy's face was extremely pale, but was slowly regaining color. His neck was starting to bruise severely. Where the rope had been pressed against his neck, the skin was indented and turning a dark shade of purple. There was a slight stream of dried drool that had settled at the corner of his mouth, and his nose had dried blood on it from where the blood had trickled out.
After the round of compressions, Robin gave two more breaths. When he checked for a pulse and breathing, it was there. It was extremely faint, barely noticeable, but there.
"He's breathing. His pulse is barely there, but he's alive. We need to get him down to the infirmary now," Robin ordered. Cyborg picked him up, cradling him in his arms. He tried to support his neck as much as possible to prevent it from moving around too much. They quickly made their way down to the infirmary and got Beast Boy set down on one of the tables. Cyborg immediately got him hooked up to a heart monitor while Robin went to go fetch the stitching supplies. While Robin was searching for the medical supplies, Raven approached Beast Boy.
"Are you able to heal his neck, at least a little bit?" Cyborg asked her.
Raven nodded her head shakily and rose her hand up to his neck. Her arms shook as blue energy worked to heal his neck.
"There were no complete fracture. There were small hair-line fractures, but they are healed. I've healed his airway, his arteries, and his ligaments as much as I can for now. He doesn't appear to have any brain damage," she said, her voice wavering. "I should be able to heal him further later, but for now, that's all that I can do."
Robin returned to them with the medical supplies in hand. Cyborg immediately began to stitch him up. While most of the wounds were about the same as last time he got stitched up, some were critically deep and required more intensive care. Raven healed the wounds that threatened his life, and Cyborg stitched them up the rest of the way.
Starfire was beside herself in sheer terror. Robin, noticing this, walked over to her and hugged her. It seemed to somewhat comfort her, but she was by no means calm.
"I think Raven and I got this for now. If we need you, we'll call you," Cyborg said, noticing how distraught the alien princess was. Robin nodded and led the two of them out. Once they were out, Cyborg turned to Raven. "Are you going to be okay? If you need to step out, I understand."
"No, no, I'm fine. I need to stay," she responded, her eyes not leaving Beast Boy's figure.
Cyborg continued to stitch up his wounds, which took a long time considering the amount of extensive damage the boy had done. Once the stitches were complete, he stabilized his neck. Even though the majority of the damage had been healed, he still needed to keep his head mostly immobile. He was going to be in a great deal of pain when he woke up. Once his neck was stabilized, he and Raven worked to tie him down. They knew that when he woke up, he would likely put up a fight or even try to escape, and they needed to keep him down. Cyborg then placed an IV in Beast Boy's arm, and started a saline drip. Luckily, he didn't need a blood transfusion this time.
"He should wake up in a few hours, hopefully," Cyborg said, his voice strained and tired. The clock on the wall read that it was nearly dawn. He looked at Raven, who was remaining awfully quiet. "You should go get some rest."
"I need to stay here. I-I need to be here when he wakes up," she pleaded as she began shaking again. Cyborg laid a hand on her shoulder, calming her trembles.
"You need to get some rest. I'll call you as soon as he wakes up. I promise," Cyborg said to her.
Looking defeated, Raven shakily nodded and stood up and left the room, leaving Cyborg alone with Beast Boy's unconscious body. Cyborg pulled a seat up to his friend and sat down. After checking all of his monitors and making sure that everything was okay, he closed his eyes and fell into a restless sleep.