Captain Blues: And I am back with a brand new chapter. So glad that you guys are loving the fic but I do need to inform you guys. Beast Boy's powers are gone. If he still had some of his abilities, he wouldn't be taking the loss so hard but his previous powers are completely gone so Beast Boy is completely gone. Let's begin.

A Symbiotic Bond: A Venomous Titan Reborn
Chapter Two

[Champion City: Champion City General Hospital
Dr. Stephen Vincent Strange]

"Dr. Strange, this is not looking good at all."

Doctor Stephen Vincent Strange had seen better days.

He had spent the last ten hours repairing the heart of a critically failing ten-year-old girl, and the moment he successfully saved her life, he was thrust into another life or death situation with another person.

It was a teen male this time around.

A Caucasian teenage male with abnormal forest green hair was rushed into the operation room, suffering from three gunshot wounds: one in the chest, one in his stomach through his liver, and a final one through his neck.

While the neck and chest were terrible, the bullets went straight through with minimal damage, so while it was awful, he could fix that, but the most dangerous spot he was shot in was the liver.

Stephen was admittedly surprised. Considering the large blood vessels near the liver, this teen should have been killed instantly, but the patient still lived this long for him to be bought to his table, and Stephen would keep this patient alive.

He has not lost a patient before, and there would be no way in hell that his record would be tarnished now by this young man, especially after finding out how he got shot.

But as he stood, wholly scrubbed from head to toe with his very skilled surgeon team around him, he had no idea where to start, but he had to start somewhere before the hero was to die, so with a cut to the neck, the surgery began.

He was able to stop the bleeding from the neck and chest from bleeding out, and now he was focusing on the bullet in the teenager's side, near his liver. The teen was lucky. If it were slightly to the left, the bullet would have struck a major artery, and the teen would have died immediately.

It had nearly punctured the liver and was in a very hazardous area, and any small move could kill the teenager, but Stephen knew that he could do it.

He had done this part many times, and this was no different.

But as he began, something had gone wrong.

The Teen began to crash.

"What the hell is going on?!" Stephan cried in alarm as he continued to work on getting the bullet from the area.

"One of the sutures in his chest busted Dr. Strange!" a surgeon cried. "We are trying to staunch once more, but it's hard going."

"Damn it...I can't move my hands while I'm in this spot near his liver!" Stephan yelled angrily. "Staunch the flow immediately before he-"

"He's crashing, Doctor!" another surgeon shouted.

No! He would not allow himself to lose this one. He had never lost one before, and this would not be his first!

"Damn it!" Stephen swore. "Prepare the AEDS!" The surgeon quickly rubbed the defibrillators together and placed them on the teenager's chest, and pressed the triggers, causing the teen's body to rise before the body fell again.

"He's still crashing. Do it again!" Stephen shouted.

The surgeon nodded and recharged the defibrillators and placed the two on two different spots on the teen's chest, and did it again, and once again, the crash continued. "Fuck!" Stephen shouted angrily as the teen's heart began to beat slower and slower until it flat-lined.

The entire room was quiet, with only the sound of the machine flat-lining. Stephan had failed...He lost a patient.

"Time of death: 3:48 Am," Stephan said with a sigh as he began to remove the tools, but without warning, the machine picked up a heartbeat. Stephan and the surgeons looked at the machine in surprise until another heartbeat was picked up.

Without warning, the bullet that was near the liver was spat out, clattering on the floor, and for a moment, Stephan saw a black ooze push the bullet out, but when he blinked, it was gone.

"What the hell is this? He was just dead a second ago!" One of the surgeons asked, but Stephan shook his head.

"Don't question it! We just got a second chance. Let's get this surgery done!" Stephan shouted with a frown on his face. He didn't know what caused this turnaround, but he would not waste this chance.

After six more hours of intense surgery, everything was done.

They were able to save his life.

And for the first time, Stephan didn't care about the accolades that this would net him. He was just glad he had gotten a second shot in saving this kid's life.

"Good work, team...Let's get some rest until our next surgery," Stephan said, but as he and his team left, he turned his head back to the teen's body. A flash of orange energy appeared in his eyes before he chuckled and said, "I should have known you would attach to another one….Good thing I decided to track where I sent you."

Stephen walked up to the body and placed his hands over the body.

"Please….I'm not trying to hurt anyone…." Stephen heard a voice say, its tone weak and exhausted. "I never did…."

Stephen narrowed his eyes.

The symbiote had saved this boy's life, and he could hear the truth in its words. "What are your plans for the boy?" Stephen asked.

"To bond with him and carry out his justice….Just like I would have done with him…." the voice replied.

Stephen narrowed his eyes before he replied, "I hear the truth in your words. But instead of just latching onto someone, ask them if that is what they want. Unless you want to be forcibly removed again, understood?"

There was silence, but Stephen could sense understanding from the strange being.

"Good," Stephen said before he turned away and said. "Good luck in this universe. Hopefully, it turns out better than the last one for you."

The orange energy in his eyes faded away, and Stephen shook his head in confusion. Why was he still here?

Stephen shrugged and walked away.

What a night.

[Champion City: Downtown
Garfield Mark Logan]

"What is that sound?" Garfield asked himself drowsily as he slid his right hand to his head, his eyes flickering open, but as he did, he received a shock of a lifetime.

Garfield knew he had gotten shot three times and expected to see himself in the hospital, but instead of waking up there, he was hanging upside down in front of a building.

But while that was shocking, the most surprising part was what he was wearing.

On this body was a smooth, black skin-tight suit, and on this suit bore a white spider, with the spider's limbs reaching around his back, and on his face was a smooth mask with wide white almond shape eyes on it.

"W-What is this? Where am I?" Garfield asked himself as he looked down (up?) and noticed that he was hanging upside down on a web.

"You are in the middle of downtown in this city," a raspy, female voice said within his head, which made Garfield jump sharply.

"The hell was that?!" He exclaimed, his eyes, and therefore the eyes on the mask widened.

"Relax, I am in your head...I am the one who saved your life two nights ago," The voice stated. "You were near death after being shot at that diner...You did die on the operating table, but I saved you from it."

"Wow...Um, thank you," Garfield said out loud, but he heard a slight growl.

"You can think your responses to me. Do not allow yourself to look foolish by speaking out loud," The voice said, which made Garfield nod.

'Ok...But who are you? What is this suit? Why am I here downtown and not at the hospital? Hell, why do I not feel pain?' Garfield asked, rattling off those several questions in quick succession.

"I am a Klyntar from the planet Klyntar. We thrive on helping others and creating heroes by bonding with the morally and physically just. At least...That is what we are supposed to be. Those like me believe in taking over the host completely while I believe in a mutual relationship with my host."

Garfield just stared in confusion.

"In short, I am a Symbiote. And the suit that you are in is me..." The Klyntar finished.

'I don't know how to feel about that but continue...' Garfield responded with narrowed eyes.

"I was sent here from another universe after nearly bonding with a hero known as "The Amazing Spider-man." he found out I was not a mere suit and wanted nothing more to do with me...He abandoned me...All I wanted was to bond with him to help us become strong together and protect those he loved. Another hero known by Dr. Strange sent me here, and that is where I saw you..."

'Wait...You were that black ooze that was in that crater!' Garfield thought in shock.

"You caught on quick. Those Teen Titans underestimate your mind..." The voice responded, which made Garfield's eyes widen in shock.

"Yes...I know who you are. You are Garfield Mark Logan, also known as Beast Boy of the Teen Titans. At least, that is who you used to be before your powers were erased by the cybernetic hero, Cyborg," The voice said.

Garfield lowered his head and said out loud, "Yeah...I left them to try to find a way to bring my powers back..."

"Your Powers are gone...As a Klyntar, I can enhance the abilities of those who already have powers, but yours are completely gone. Your powers abandoned you, just as my previous host abandoned me..." The voice said, sounding melancholy.

The same way Garfield was feeling now.

"I spent the last two days healing your body from your wounds, which is why you are feeling no pain, and I wanted for you to see this for yourself, hence why we are out here..." the voice continued, pushing through the melancholy it was feeling.

'But why? Why did you heal me? Why do all of this for someone you just met?' Garfield asked in confusion.

The voice chuckled and replied, "As I told you, my race bonds to those that are morally and physically just. From the moment you combined with you, I watched and waited. Had you not been what I wanted, I would have left. But when you, powerless, went to save those in the diner at the risk and death of yourself, I realized there was something about you. You remind me of my original host, Peter Parker..."

'I hope that's a good thing,' Garfield said, noting the hint of betrayal he felt from the suit.

"He abandoned me...And while I feel anger for it, I didn't exactly speak to him, which is why I am speaking to you now. Your powers are gone...My host betrayed me...What I offer is this...I wish for us to bond...if you become my host, I will give you the power of my first host to give you the meaning you feel you have lost," The voice offered.

'And if I refuse?' Garfield asked curiously.

"I will remove myself from you and leave you be once we are safely on the ground, of course. The choice is yours, Garfield..." The voice responded softly.

Garfield stared at his reflection and thought of his options.

He knew the symbiote took a considerable risk in revealing itself and telling him all of this when it could have just done it and got it over with, which gave him reason to believe that it was telling the truth. It also saved his life when he was going to die.

It also helps that it does have powers of its own that it is willing to give to him to use, thus giving him powers back to help his friends.

But there had to be some downside to this, but Garfield didn't see any right now.

What did he have to lose?

'Well, after careful consideration, I agree to bond with you.' Garfield said.

He could feel the appreciation from the suit as the voice said, "Thank you. You will not regret this bond of ours."

Garfield smiled.

He didn't think he would either.

'Perfect...So now, let's get back on the ground so I could learn what we can do,' Garfield said, but before anything else could happen, an explosion rocked a few blocks from where he hung.

"Well...After we see what's going on there!" Garfield exclaimed.

Captain Blues: Another chapter is done.