Epilogue
"He'll be okay, though, right? He's not going to…" Cyborg's voice trailed off as he stared in disbelief at the broken and bloody body of Beast Boy.
"Not sure," Robin replied as he bandaged one of his arms.
"Please—what has happened to our friend?" Starfire queried as tears filled her eyes.
"There's really no way to know. I can still detect a heart beat, though," Robin pointed out as he looked at the heart monitor, "I'm not sure if he'll live or not."
"If he does, he'll be fine, right? He won't be hurt or anything…will he?" Cyborg asked hopefully as he attempted to hold back the tears in his own eyes.
"Too soon to tell," Robin replied, and silence filled the room as the conversation ended abruptly. (Note to Self: Don't you just love the way Robin talks in sentence fragments?)
They did all they could for Beast Boy, then left, and sat silently in the main room."I only wish we might have prevented this from occurring. Beast Boy seemed…mirthless when I last spoke with him," Starfire commented in a tiny voice. "He mentioned that he could not take something any longer, but what he did not say…"
Cyborg was thoughtful; he knew what Beast Boy had meant. He couldn't take life anymore…He was sick from the taste of his own tears as they slid down his cheek and slithered between his lips to dance on his tongue. His mind was a roller coaster, speeding through the various thoughts and looping around his senses, running through Beast Boy's story upside-down, combing it for details.
"Cyborg!" Robin's voice snapped him out of thought, and he looked over at him.
"Cyborg—you okay? You look sick, and you act like something's wrong."
Cyborg sighed, defeated. "Beast Boy told me what happened—that day he ran away, a long time ago…He didn't want me to tell, but now, I think it's best both of you know the truth." And he recited the story that Beast Boy had told him, trying to think this was all a dream—that he would wake up, and Beast Boy would be leaning over him, grinning with shining eyes, begging him to play video games. But he knew it wouldn't happen.
Starfire and Robin listened, intrigued, as Cyborg finished. No one spoke for a while.
"So what do we do now?" Robin asked, despair clouding the confidence that usually haunted his now-quavering voice.
"Surely there must be something we can attempt," Starfire managed to squeak between her sobs.
"I guess…we wait, and hope for the best. It's about the only thing we can do for now," Cyborg replied quietly.
Author's Note: Oh yeah! IT'S DONE! I thought I'd never finish it! Don't forget, the story isn't over yet! Paranormal will be the sequel, so look for it!
—FIN—
(for now)