3. I Just Want You To Know

Alright, new chapter. Again, thank you everybody for your comments, you'e been a wonderful audience. I'm not gonna do personalized responses this time, because I haven't really gotten too many responses from the second chapter. But, it's nothing personal, 'kay?

Secondly, last chapter in the past, the next chap. will be in present day,the time when stuff always happens.

The blaring sirens drowned out all other sounds. Not that anyone would have wanted to talk. Robin ran his hand through his hair. What a night. Not only did they lose a civilian, but a member of the team. It doesn't look like the Teen Titans will be around for much longer.

Raven looked down on the dying. He looked terrible, as if death could come at any moment. The paramedics had ripped open his suit to get a better look at the wounds. So far, they could only count seventeen major wounds. But, his fur and… pants had made it difficult to get a true damage report.

He had been hit with a buckshot, a shotgun shell that explodes into hundreds of tiny pellets. Even now, numerous pellets were embedded under the red patches in his fur. Most people wouldn't live from the encounter. But his animalistic abilities kept him alive. Indeed, Beast Boy was not looking good.

Raven couldn't stand to look at him. She was a little too preoccupied trying to prevent the ambulance from exploding. In a sense, it was her fault. She could have prevented the terrorist from firing. She could have done a lot of things, either way, it was her fault. No. Shut up. It's nobody's fault…Your wrong, and your guilty.

She grumbled, took off her hood and wrapped her hands around her skull. Anything to distract her from the misery. From the reality.

"Raven…" Beast Boy's high-pitched, squeaky voice rose above the chaos. Everything else was muted, so that the Titan's potentially final words could be heard.

"Raven… I…"

"Wha… what is it Garfield?" Tears welled up in her eyes, she began to breathe deeply, she began to feel inevitability, falling down on her like a steel blanket, a steel blanket that was slowly choking the life out of her. A box of band-aids erupted, spewing white slips of healing gauze all over the place. Nobody noticed.

"I… just wanted… you…to know… I just want you to know…I" His words came as fast exhales, his breathing uneven. like those of a dying animal, which was exactly what Beast Boy was right now.

"I lo—"

"Beast Boy." Robin cut through the moment like a hot knife through butter. A stern crack that brought everybody back to the real world. Back t the pain, and anguish, and realization that one of their own was dying.

"Wha…?

"Just, shut up." Raven was speechless, Beast Boy preceded back into his pre-death state.

"Robin, he's dying!" She shouted, rising from her seat. She couldn't believe it. Beast Boy was practically saying his last words, and this overcompensating psycho had disturbed that… mucho bad karma.

"What do you want me to do about it? It's not my fault he's dead!" Robin rose to meet her.

"What are you saying? It's mine. Yes blame your underling for not properly planning this out!" The window in the door cracked.

"I didn't say that, okay?" They both glared at each other. His eye twitched, her row furrowed.

"You may as well have!" Raven shot back, echoing a line she had seen a thousand times in movies.

"At least I didn't kill a hostage." Robin replied, almost a whisper. Silence fell. The two stood glaring at each other. It was uncertainty. The possibility that the Titan's funding would be cut tonight. That they'd all have to go back to where they came from. Away fom the ones they lo-...liked.

They both sat back down. The ambulance stopped, the doors instantly exploded off their hinges. Nobody noticed.


Raven's meditation was interrupted suddenly. The sound that had woken her from her thoughts scared her more than anything in the world. A window exploded, the TV screen shattered, and the door's handle exploded out into the hallway. But, when all the noise died down, one sound remained. The monotonous beep of a flat-lined heartbeat.

So now, Raven sat in her chair, at Beast Boys side, wondering and knowing. Wondering what Beast Boy had wanted to say. And knowing what she had to do. She kneeled down at Beast Boy's bedside.

There was a spell. A spell originating from Raven's home. The actus revivul. Throughout history, it had been cast only seventeen times. But it was successful only four of those times. Raven closed her eyes, and felt the magicks of the surrounding atmosphere flow in and out of her. She numbed out her senses, one by one. Sight went first, then touch, then sound. She was in the darkest place she had ever known. And for what? For him…Exactly…Right… Precisely…Bingo…Now…now you see…


The rain stopped, the darkness ceased. The cruelty of the entire world was nullified for a whole two seconds. For those two seconds the entire universe's positive energy was concentrated on a single green boy that could turn into animals. Or was he a green animal that could turn into a boy?

Two beds now. Side by side. For three days, neither awoke. Each was wrapped in an eternal slumber that was all their own, but they shared it. On the third day, they both arose. And with that, they were linked. Linked forever by the bond of the actus revivul (among other things).

They turned to face each other. Both smiled. The TV exploded. Nobody noticed.