Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed Chapter 1. Long dream sequence, but I trust it was fairly interesting, considering you're still reading...during this chapter, there is mention of Terra. This takes place between "Terra" and "Titan Rising" so Terra isn't with them right now. There is also a disease mentioned, called Trypone. This isn't an actual disease, but in BB's actual origin, he had a "rare tropical disease", and since his "rare tropical disease" was never named, I had to make up a name...just go with it.

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Chapter 2 – In the Rain

It was 4:00 am, and Beast Boy was the only one awake. He wasn't surprised. Most of the other titans weren't morning people. He'd left his room because he was tired of pretending to sleep, and he wanted to get away from the memory of his parents. He hated that dream. The idea that he couldn't get his powers to work was terrifying. He knew just how Terra felt when she lost control.
There wasn't much to do at 4:00 in the morning, so he decided to go to the roof. The air was cool, and crisp. A light wind blew his hair as he stepped out on to the roof. He shivered slightly as he looked out at the horizon. It was so dark. Not even a hint of light suggesting the sun would rise. 'Its always darkest before the sunrise' his mother's voice echoed in his head. She used to say that all the time. Especially when she was trying to convince him to keep trying. It was like when he got sick with Trypone. She knew he'd probably die, but even when he was on the brink, she told him that it'd be okay, and that it was always darkest before the sunrise. He missed her, he missed Africa.
Trying to block back the tears, he tried to think of something else. He began to think back to the girl in his dream. He hadn't recognized her in the dream, but now, he remembered her clearly. Zanta. Just the thought of her made his blood boil. She'd let him down. It was her fault he was here. It was her fault that he wasn't still in Africa running across the plains. It was her fault his parents died. It was her fault. 'Some best friend she was. She promised. A promise is a promise, and she broke it...'. Suddenly, as if the weather could feel his change in mood, lighting lit up the sky. It would rain soon. He could feel it. He should go back inside, but he didn't want to. He wanted to stay out here. He wanted to feel the rain again, just like he had in Africa. Zanta had once convinced him to stand in the rain. It was one of his favorite memories, even if it had been shared with a traitor. The thunder cracked, and the sky finally let go. The rain fell in sheets. It was hard and cold. Not like it had been in Africa. In Africa, the rain fell in warm droplets, that slid silently down the trees, and hit the ground in little thumps. Everything in this city seemed cold. 'It is nothing like Africa,' He thought as he looked toward the sky. 'and it never will be.' Beast Boy slowly walked back inside completely soaked.