A/N: Hey guys! Sorry about the long wait. Since Christmas is around the corner I've been working so much I've barely had time to do much of anything. And since Christmas is fast approaching, I regret to inform you that I probably won't be updating for another week or two. But I promise I will get the next chapter out as soon as I can. Thanks for understanding. And please send me a review and let me know what you think about this chapter. I really like it and I'm hoping you guys like it too. Take care and happy holidays! ~Ellivia22~

Disclaimer: If I owned Teen Titans, I'd have one of my stories as an actual episode (unfortunately not this trilogy since it's so dark lol)

I'll Be

Part VI

Beast Boy

When I wake up everything is hazy. I feel as though my mind is enveloped by a cloud and every part of my body weighs a ton. I feel drowsy, my vision is fuzzy. What in the hell happened to me? Once my vision clears an even better question enters my mind: where in the hell am I? The place that I'm at I don't recognize at all. Wherever I am is a gray room with stone walls. The room is about twice the size as the common room in the tower. Judging from the number of cardboard boxes and miscellaneous junk scattered everywhere, my guess is that I'm in a basement of some sort.

The temperature in the room is so cold I can feel the goosebumps all over my body and my teeth are chattering. I try to move my arms in an attempt to warm myself, but find that I can't. I realize in horror that I am chained against one of the walls. I'm up so high that my feet are hanging in the air. Thick silver chains are wrapped tightly around my chest and back, stopping at the waist. Fear hits me fast. I've been captured.

Then I remember: after several attempts to read the comic books that I bought, I fell into an uneasy sleep. My dreams were full of nightmares at first, but calmed down at the very end. The next thing I knew my window broke and I was fighting one of Slade's henchmen. Then nothing...

I squeeze my eyes shut tight. My heart pounds hard against my chest in anxiety. What does Slade want with me? I have nothing to offer him-or anyone else for that matter. I'm not worth anything. And if Slade is planning on using me as bait he's in for a major disappointment. Nobody is going to come rescue me. Raven, maybe, but two against Slade and his army doesn't give us good odds of making it out alive.

I attempt to hold back the tears. Maybe it's better this way. I will die, not breaking my promise to Raven and the others will be relieved of the burden I put upon them. I will finally be at peace.

Raven's face flashes in my mind. The expression on her porcelain features is of extreme terror and hurt-the same expression she wore when she caught me with the gun. No, I can't hurt her again. I have to survive. I have to fight. I've got to get out of here.

I struggle desperately against the chains that are holding me up. Not good. They are strong. I force myself to concentrate. I need to be big and strong-like a gorilla. I visualize a large green gorilla with massive paws. That's strange. I'm not morphing. Instead it's like hitting a brick wall. I've never had trouble morphing before. Sweat drips down my face from the strenuous effort.

"Don't even bother trying to transform," a sinister, yet familiar voice rings in the room. "The chains across your body is suppressing your powers."

Slade comes out of the shadows. I stare hatefully into the man's masked face. I'll never forgive him for what he did to Terra. "Why the hell did you bring me here?! What do you want with me?!" My green eyes narrow. "If you're planning on using me as bait, forget about it. Nobody is coming to save me."

"I brought you here to offer you the chance of a lifetime. I know how you're feeling right now: alone, hurt, rejected. I know what your friends have been doing to you. I can mend that wound. Become my apprentice and I promise you will receive the respect you deserve."

I stare at him in disbelief. Is he out of his mind? "After what you did to Terra, what makes you think that I would join you?!"

Slade steps closer. The closer he gets, the more nervous I feel. "Because, unlike your so called "friends," I see the potential in you. You have the power to become big and and strong, or small and fast at will. It is a great ability. I can make you into the greatest villain who has ever lived-aside for me of course."

I consider his offer for a very brief moment. I want more than anything for the pain to go away, for people to finally see me for who I really am, instead of the idiot joker. I want people to take me seriously. However, no matter how many bad things that happen to me through my life I refuse to become a villain. All I ever want is to do good and I know that joining Slade will lead me down the wrong path. Plus I know that joining the other side would hurt Raven-and that's the last thing I want to do.

"Never," I whisper, not taking my eyes off him.

"What was that?" Slade asks in his usual tone. "I didn't catch that."

"NEVER! I'll NEVER join you!" I shout furiously.

Slade's eyes narrow. "Poor choice, though I shouldn't be surprised. Until you can let go of your friends, you won't be able to see the great opportunity that I am trying to offer you. Perhaps this will change your mind." He presses a button that I just notice he has in his hand.

At first nothing seems to be happening. Then I feel it. The chains wrapped around me are beginning to grow hot. It's a welcoming feeling in the beginning. My body finally starts to warm up from the freezing temperature and the goosebumps disappear.

I grit my teeth, forcing myself to keep my eyes on Slade the entire time. The burning is starting to get excruciating. I so desperately want to scream out, but I force myself to hold it in. My stomach churns in nausea because of the smell of my flesh burning. Involuntary tears fall down my face. My skin is starting to split into blisters from the pain-especially in my chest and back.

I let out an agonizing scream once the burning gets to the point of being unbearable. I don't beg him to stop. I don't give into him. I don't want to give him the satisfaction. At last the pain becomes more than I can handle. My body gives out and I slip into unconsciousness.


I open my eyes slowly sometime later. I realize with disappointment that I'm still locked in Slade's cold basement. I'm not sure how long that I've been out. My guess is a couple of hours. The longer I'm here, the more I realize that I'm never going to be rescued. If only I could see Raven one more time. I want to tell her how much I love her. I almost wish I could see the other Titans too, even though they still hate me. I want to say a proper goodbye.

The door to the basement opens, flooding light into the dark room. I wince, the light hurting my sensitive vision. I watch in absolute fear as Slade and two of his henchmen descend the stairs. What does he have planned next? Honestly, I wish he would just kill me and get it over with. It's not like I want to live anyway. Unfortunately I know Slade. He's going to make my life a living hell before he actually kills me.

"Hope you had a good rest, my apprentice," Slade says. "I have a strenuous training session planned for you today."

I roll my eyes to the ceiling. "How many times do I have to tell you, dude? I'm not joining you!" I'm glaring at him so hard I barely notice that his henchmen are releasing me from my chains that are holding me up. The chains around my body are being removed too. I hit the ground with a thud. I sway, barely having the strength to stand on my feet. I rub my wrists subconsciously.

"You WILL join me, mark my words," Slade snarls venomously, pulling out his silver staff. "And when you do, you will start respecting me!"

He advances quickly towards me. I look around quickly in hopes that I'd be able to escape. No such luck. There are no windows or small holes that I can crawl in. Looks like I'm going to have to fight. Slade raises his staff, aiming straight for my head. I think fast, a grizzly bear is the first animal that comes to mind.

"AAAAH!" As I attempt to transform, the burns on my chest and back flare up in the worst pain I've ever felt. I feel as though my entire body is being split in half. I fall to my knees. I duck just in time to miss Slade's attack to my head by inches. I roll as far away from him as I can, trying my best to ignore the pain that flares with every move I make.

Panting, I force myself to my feet, raising my fists. Looks like transforming is out of the question. Slade charges me again, but this time I'm not fast enough to dodge him. His staff hits me hard in the side. The force knocks me down, while his fist hits me on the left side of my face. I groan. Already breathing is becoming difficult. My strength is failing me.

"My my," Slade says. He stands over my crumpled form. He kicks me hard in the stomach. "So disappointing. If you're going to be my apprentice you're going to have to do better than that."

"But...I don't want-." He kicks me again-in the chest this time. I puke up blood. I feel like something cracks on the inside. I think he broke my ribs. Before I can react, Slade grabs me by the collar of my purple and black uniform and pulls me up. Then he punches me hard in the face again.

If I had to choose between you and the team I'll always choose you.

Raven's words in my mind are like aloe to a bad sunburn. I don't feel the agonizing pain as strongly. All of a sudden I have a new determination to survive. I'm going to fight. Not for me...but for her. It takes a couple of agonizing minutes before I get to the strength to stand up again. I wipe the blood off my mouth and raise my fists again.

"You are still going to try and fight me." Slade smiles in satisfaction. "I couldn't be more proud. Not giving up is an important trait that I look for in a hopeful."

"I...I'm not fighting...for you. I'm fighting for...Raven."

I turn into a bull, charging hard and fast towards my enemy. Slade dodges me easily. I turn back into myself. My vision is starting to go fuzzy. It's like I'm seeing two of the man I hate the most. I think I'm going to pass out again. I aim one last punch at my enemy. It doesn't phase him in the slightest. Instead he grabs my wrist and twists it completely around.

"AAAH" I scream. The bones in my wrist snap easily like twigs. I fall to the ground, clutching my wrist. Dark spots blink around me.

"I think that's enough training for the day," Slade says, motioning to one of his henchmen who have been standing to the side the entire time. "We'll try again later when you are more cooperative." I feel a needle prick on m neck. "Sweet dreams," Slade says.

Then I know no more.

Raven

It's like de ja voux when I wake up in the medical ward. My head is pounding. I feel like my skull had been smashed in. The first thing I notice when I wake up is a pair of green eyes staring at me. At first I think it's Beast Boy blinking back at me, but once my vision gets back into focus I realize that it's just Starfire.

"How are you feeling, friend?" Starfire asks gently.

I groan in response, forcing myself into a sitting position. It takes me a minute to remember what had happened: Beast Boy was captured and I was knocked out before I could save him from Slade's henchman. I look around the medical ward wildly. Robin is leaning against the wall by the door, his arms folded. Cyborg is standing in front of my bed, Starfire is sitting in a chair right beside me. No Beast Boy.

"Where's Beast Boy?" I ask as calmly as I can. It isn't easy. I can already feel the panic my emotions are experiencing at this moment.

"We don't know and we don't care," Robin spits out in fury. "We haven't seen him since he attacked you."

Not this again! "HE DIDN'T HURT ME!" I shriek. The medical equipment around me sizzles because of my powers.

"You can't defend him anymore, Raven," Cyborg says sternly. "We found you unconscious in his room. We know he attacked you."

Rage is coming so close to the surface. At this point I am way too furious to care. I feel an extra set of eyes growing on my forehead. "It wasn't him! It was Slade! His henchman knocked me out and took Beast Boy! We have to save him!"

Starfire is the only one in the room who looks slightly moved from my words. Worry and doubt is written all over her face. However, there seems to be something else holding her back. "It has been two days. If what you are saying is true, then it is too late to save Beast Boy. I am sorry, Raven."

Starfire's words echo in my head, filling me with anxiety. Two days? I've been out for two days and they haven't even gone after Beast Boy?! As I look at the serious, yet indifferent looks on everyone's faces I realize that they don't even care if Beast Boy is alive or dead right now. That one fact makes me lose all control. Rage breaks free from her chains inside my mind. As I slip into unconsciousness, I pray for my friends souls since they are about to face Rage's wrath.

Rage

Freedom at last! I don't waste any time. I have been waiting for this opportunity since we learned the truth about our so called "friends". Now I can finally make them pay for driving the only person I care about to the brink of suicide.

Feeling the power of my anger inside me I rise high into the air. Already I can sense the terror of the other Titans. Good. They deserve to be afraid and I'm going to make sure they suffer too. I glare down at them in fury with my four red eyes.

"R-raven, calm down," Robin stammers, his face paper white. He holds his hands up in defense. Cyborg and Starfire get as far away from me as possible. I use my powers to block the door so that there is no escape. "L-let's just talk about this!"

"Raven is done talking," I boom in my demonic voice. "From now on you are going to be dealing with me. I'm here to make damn sure that you suffer for what you did to Beast Boy!"

Without hesitation I start throwing anything and everything that I can get my hands on at my former friends. All three Titans dart in different directions to avoid being hit.

"Raven stop!" Cyborg yells, dodging a computer monitor that is heading straight for his head. "We're sorry!"

"Sorry?! SORRY?! BEAST BOY COULD BE DEAD RIGHT NOW AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! IF YOU GUYS JUST LISTENED TO ME, IF YOU HADN'T TREATED BEAST BOY LIKE TRASH HE'D STILL BE IN THE TOWER, BUT NO! HE MADE ONE MISTAKE AND ALL OF A SUDDEN HE'S WORTHLESS?! YOU HYPOCRITICAL PATHETIC EXCUSE OF HEROES! I'M ASHAMED THAT I EVEN KNOW YOU!"

I continue to rant and scream even after running out of things to throw. I am beyond furious and I want them to know it. They think the Beast is bad? I'm much worse. Unlike the Beast, I have no qualms in killing anyone or anything. I envelop Robin, Cyborg, and Starfire in black aura, squeezing them tight. I relish in the look of pain and absolute horror on their faces. "I should kill all of you," I snarl. "But after what you all have done, death is too good for you. Perhaps, however, I shall show you what real pain feels like!" I grin in satisfaction, seeing their faces change from pale, to blue to purple the harder I squeeze. Maybe I should break some bones, make them bleed.

Out of nowhere a strange and extremely painful sensation enters every part of my body. I feel as though I have been struck by lightning. Every part of my body spasms and I feel numb all over. What is wrong with me?

The sudden feeling of pain distracts me enough for Raven to gain control. I struggle to stay dominant, but she is too strong. Reluctantly I let go of the Titans and shrink in size. I shriek in indignation as I feel myself being thrown back into Nevermore. I may no longer be in charge, but I am finally free of my chains. I will come back and make sure the others pay. Soon.

Raven

I collapse to my knees. "Azarath Metrion Zinthos!" I chant over and over again. I desperately attempt to get my emotions under control. It isn't easy. Rage is still really strong. I pant heavily. My heartbeat is irregular and my muscles are still tingly from the sudden pain. Where did that come from? Why do I feel so weird?

Then it hits me. I'm not feeling my pain. I'm feeling Beast Boy's. He's still alive, but in trouble. Slade is doing something to him. I have to save him before it's too late.

A gentle hand is on my shoulder. "Friend Raven. A-are you all right?"

I look up, glaring at Starfire with my still four red eyes. "DO. NOT. TOUCH. ME!" I snarl. Starfire backs up quickly. I glare at everyone in the room. I'm still seething, but this time more in control. "I'm going to save Beast Boy. And when I do we are not coming back!"

Then without another word I teleport back to my room to find my locator spell. I hope with all my heart that I will get to Beast Boy in time.

Starfire

I stand rooted to the ground in the now destroyed medical room. My entire body trembles, my heart racing from what had just occurred. Raven has always been so careful with her emotions. Seeing her rage in full form was the most terrifying experience-even worse than when Beast Boy was influenced by the chemicals.

I cannot stop thinking about Raven and all her angry words. Raven has never lost control like this before. I fear that I might be to blame. I struggle to hold back the tears, but that proves to be impossible.

"Star, are you all right?" Robin asks shakily, coming up beside me. His masked face is extremely white and full of concern. I nod silently. Tears run rapidly down my cheeks. I cover my face and run out of the room. "Starfire!" Robin calls after me. I do not respond. I want to be alone.

Once I am alone in my room I flop on my bed, pulling Silkie close to me. The worm snuggles into my arms. Sobs escape my throat. I have never felt so lost, so confused, so frightened. This is the worst day of my life-even worse than the day I was sold to the Gordanians. I want to believe with all my heart that Raven is right-that Beast Boy did not hurt her; he is no longer a threat. I cannot get the image of Raven unconscious out of my head. Is Robin right? Is Raven just covering for Beast Boy? Or have I been wrong all this time and Beast Boy is in danger? Oh I am so confused! As I hug Silkie close to me I remember that Beast Boy had given him to me.

I decide to go to the dwellings of Beast Boy and have a look around. Perhaps it will help me clear my head and give me some answers. The first thing I notice when I arrive is how clean the room is. Beast Boy has never been the clean type. Immediately something catches my eyes. A large pile of items on the floor with a sign in front of it. My name is on the front in black ink.

I slide to the ground in front of the pile. I see a green book titled The World's Greatest Jokes and several cooking magazines. Why are these here? I do not understand. I pick up the sign and realize it is a letter. I open up and read what it says.

Dear Starfire,

By the time you find this letter, it will already be too late to save me. I'm sorry that I have chosen this way out by killing myself, but I just can't take it anymore. Before I go though, I feel that I owe you an apology. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry with all my heart for the prank I pulled. I'm so sorry that I attacked you and the others when I was in control of the Beast. I never meant to hurt you or scare you so much. I hope that someday you will be able to forgive me for all the harm I've caused.

Thank you for being such a kind and caring friend to me. Take care of yourself.

Your friend,

Garfield Logan

"Beast Boy"

P.S. I hope you and Robin have a great life together.

I feel absolutely devastated from reading the words on the page. For the first time I notice the pile of bullets on the ground beside the unmade bed. All this makes everything more real. Raven was telling the truth. Beast Boy did try to kill himself the night of the carnival. Why did I not believe her? Worst of all, why did I not see how much Beast Boy has been suffering?

I get up unsteadily to my feet. Now that I am seeing things more clearly I am starting to question recent events. Perhaps Raven is right and Beast Boy is in trouble. We need to save him! It is the only way I can forgive myself for everything I have done to someone who I still consider to be my friend.

Before I leave the room something catches my eye under the large window. A yellow and black communicator. Does that belong to Beast Boy? I pick it up. Blood is smeared on one side. Something is not right. I do not know who the blood belongs to, but I have to find out.

I fly out of the room as quickly as I can. I find Robin and Cyborg in the living room. Robin is pacing back and forth in front of the TV. Cyborg is sitting on the couch, starting almost blankly forward. I stand in front of Cyborg, not wanting to waste any time.

"Friend Cyborg, I have found a communicator in the room of Beast Boy. It has blood on it."

"Probably Beast Boy's weapon of choice," Robin mutters darkly. I ignore him, my heart racing. Cyborg looks back at me uneasily. He is trying to decide if he should help me or not. "Would you just test it for me, please," I ask quietly, the tears still present in my eyes.

Cyborg nods mutely, opening his mechanical arm and scans the communicator. His human eye widens. "My scanner shows two DNA profiles. One is BB's-the other belongs to one of Slade's henchmen. Raven was right. BB's in trouble."

I gasp. "We must save him!"

"I agree," Cyborg says, standing up from the couch.

Robin stops his pacing. The look on his face is of unconcern. "Beast Boy deserves whatever happens to him."

My eyes go green with anger from his comment. How could he say such a thing?! That is not the Robin I know. "Why would you say that?! This proves that Raven was telling the truth! Beast Boy never hurt her. He deserves to be saved!"

"Not after all the damage he has caused to the city. More importantly I refuse to forgive him for hurting you."

I place my hands on my hips, glaring angrily at my secret crush. Why is Robin being so uncaring? Now that I think about it, Robin is the one who told me that Beast Boy was so dangerous. Why did I trust him instead of trusting my own instincts? "Robin, why are you being so uncaring?! Beast Boy is our friend and is in danger! You know how ruthless Slade is. We must rescue Beast Boy before it is too late!"

"She's right, man." Cyborg says folding his arms.

I move in front of Robin, taking one of his gloved hands into my own. "If I can forgive you for hurting me, you can forgive him. Please, Robin. Trust me."

His cold expression softens slightly. "Very well, Starfire. But I'm only doing this for you."

I hurry to the room of Raven to inform her that we are going to assist her. She is not there. The best thing to do is track her coordinates on the communicator. I hope with all my heart that we make it in time.

To be continued...