Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans.
Luna's Notes: I'm going to continue to write this story even if people don't like it, I enjoy writing this story.
Garfield loved his new home; he didn't think the hut was his home he thought Africa was his home. The lions were his neighbours, and the Zebras were visiting friends. Years went by and everyday was a new adventure. His favourite place was by a river were animals were all the time. He would swing in the trees with his monkey friends, race with cheetah cubs, swim with the hippos and try and fly with the birds.
One day when he was about 6 he came home with brown spots.
"Garfield I told you not to play in the mud," His mother said clucking her tongue.
"I wasn't in the mud today I was running with Cheetahs" Garfield said rubbing at the spots.
"Come" his mother, said pulling him beside a bowl of water. She washed his face and the spots didn't move. She tried again rubbing harder. Once more they didn't move. She rubbed even harder making Garfield grunt. His mother stopped and stared at them for a while before gasping.
"What mommy, what's wrong?" Garfield asked after seeing his mother's worried look.
"Nothing sweetie go play" She said putting him down on the ground. His mother left faster than he did going to where his father worked. Garfield went off into the forest again he wanted to play with his hippos.
"Calm down Marie" Mark said holding his wife's hand.
"But he has it Mark our baby is going to die" Marie said trying to escape his grip.
"He is not going to die Marie if you calm down and help me figure something out!" He said gripping tightly onto Marie's hand. Marie looked into Mark's eyes and calmed down.
"Now what do we know about this diseases?" Mark asked.
"Not much only you get spots and that only animals can survive it," Marie said feeling the tears come up again.
"But humans are animals to are they not?"
"Yes"
"Then what is it that gives other animals the ability to survive this and not humans?"
"I don't know Mark, why are you asking these questions?"
"You don't know but I do"
"Where are we going Mommy?" Garfield asked as he waved good-bye to the cheetah cubs. The car started up and his mother buckled him in.
"To the hospital in the big city" His mother said looking away.
"Why am I sick?" Garfield asked as he started to feel scared.
"Yes sweetie you are but don't worry the doctors are going to make you all better" His mother said patting him on the leg. Garfield sighed in relief as he sunk into his seat. His mother looked at him and thought "I hope".
Garfield doesn't remember much of the surgery only the nice nurse who gave him a cool super hero robe, and the scary men in white masks who made him fall asleep.
His eyes fluttered open to a room that looked like winter. Everything was white, the walls, the ceiling, the floor and the machines. His father sat on a chair beside his bed. Garfield listened to his father snore before tapping him.
"Daddy?" He croaked his voice still scratchy from the sleep. His father smiled and rubbed his hair.
"Am I all better Daddy?" He asked grabbed onto his father's big hand.
"Yes all better your spot free now" His father said pulling down Garfield's hand to show him.
"Why am I green?" Garfield asked looking closely at his green hand.
"Don't worry its just a side affect" His father said kissing him on the forehead.
"Daddy?"
"Yes?"
"What's a side affect?"
Garfield jumped out of the car and ran into the hut. It had been three days since the surgery and he was still green.
"Mark the boy's skin its still green" His mother said looking at their boy.
"I don't know why Marie! Must be an imperfection in the system! But be glad he's still alive"