Okay everybody I'm all healed and ready for more crappy ficness, I am rather disappointed at the lack of reviews though.
sniff I THOUGHT YOU CARED!!!sniff
Well I'm back by not necessarily popular demand to drive you insane with my crappy fanfic; I'll try to make this one longer though.
Disclaimer: If I owned Teen Titans then I'm afraid the show would make your eyes bleed, be thankful and don't sue me.
ON TO THE CRAP!!!!
Titans Tower 12:34 AM
Beast Boy saw the white blur in the corner of his eye, and in a split second, due to his wonderful alertness, turned into a moth and fluttered to the other side of the room. The wolf made a four point landing in the door way, its jaws snapping on thin air with fierce primal force.
What had happened? It's prey had been right there one second and gone the next? It sniffed the air to find the creatures scent, and it's piercing yellow eyes fell upon a silent green moth, coming to a rest on the mangled sofa.
Beast Boy fluttered down onto the sofa and returned to his normal form to face his attacker. As he transformed the wolf bristled and growled menacingly at It's new found prey. It bared a set of gleaming white fangs at the green teen waiting for the perfect moment to pounce.
Beast Boy had landed just beyond pouncing distance of the snarling wolf, his animal mind making calculations his human mind would get dizzy trying to solve. "Hey there little guy, er, big guy, how did you get past Cy's security?" Beast boy questioned.
Cyborg's security systems could stop a radioactive mutant elephant, it could stop a terrorist bomb squad, it could withstand a nuclear explosion, it could drive away a mob of hyper fan girls, but not one stupid animal?
Then suddenly bb's brain though of a perfectly reasonable explanation and a well thought out plan of attack," You must be robot sent by slade to uncover our secrets and find our weaknesses so you destroyed our living room looking for evidence or blackmail photos!"
Beast Boy said this in one exited breath, as if it was the first intelligent thought that had ever crossed through his mind (A/N It kinda was). But one sniff debunked (A/N I love that word) his entire theory. "Okay, you don't smell like a robot, so never mind." He said, disappointed.
The wolf was waiting for its prey to make a move, but it never did. All that the green creature did was make annoying noises from its mouth. It did not growl, it did not whine, it just made aggravating, meaningless noises. And so word by word, sentence by sentence, the words made the wolf more and more furious. Like someone poking you and poking you for attention until you finally give in and bite their finger off.
When Beast Boy had finally stopped talking he noticed that wolf's growl had become a deafening snarl. As if it increased, unnoticed while he had been talking. The wolf's fury had reached its boiling point, and it pounced off of its spring loaded legs, closing the gap between the two.
Beast Boy dodged to his right just in time, and the wolf once again snapped on empty air.
Beast Boy's calculations had not accounted for the added fury, as, in nature, the fury of an animal gives it added strength, and can add immeasurable power to an animal's pounce or snap. And because of this miscalculation he was now face to face with the furious wolf, giving him one choice, to fight.
Beast Boy transformed into a green wolf, so that he could even the odds. He growled and bristled at the unwelcome visitor, warning it, telling that this was his territory and the beast was not welcomed here.
Beast Boy's transformation had startled the wolf, one minute it was a helpless human, and now it was a bristling wolf, like itself. But realizing that it was larger the confused wolf regained it composure. Only to find the strange wolf warning it, telling it not to intrude. How dare that wolf! This was its territory, its land to rule!
The wolf had ignored Beast Boy's warning, leaving him to deal with the intruder the old fashioned way.' Good, I like the old fashioned way' He thought. And with that one last thought he pounced, fangs bared, onto the white intruder, it had its chance, and now it had to deal with him.
The wolf stood poised for battle, not even flinching as the green wolf cut through the air between them, waiting for the time to strike. And when its new opponent was just close enough, its whiskers barely grazing the ends of its fur, it ducked and slid to the left.
Leaving the changeling in the air, unable to avoid its target, it crashed, and the sound of breaking plastic rung through the air.
Beast Boy rose from the crumpled mess, cut very badly across the face from the jagged pieces of plastic and metal. He turned just in time to see the sun rise from the horizon and the strange wolf disappear into the shadows of the stairway.
Beast Boy returned to his human form and cradled the shattered object in his arms. He sat down, bathed in the morning light, holding it close to him. "M-my g-g-gamestation."
Okay, that's all you get. Let's see if we can do a little better on the reviews this time.
No gamestations were harmed in the making of this fanfic