Wow, guys, I bet you're ready to kill me for not updating in almost month, but in my own defense, I've gone to Hell and back. My mother kicked me out of the house and then forced me to move back, all in 2 weeks. It's been an emotional roller coaster and I have no idea who to trust or love anymore. So, I will be updating sooner now; it helps ease the pain. Thanks for being faithful readers and your amazing support. –Jason

Fate's Call

Chapter 2: Caged

My name is Beast Boy. If you ask me who Garfield Logan is, I wouldn't be able to give you an answer. The days of hidden pain have never gone away, and they probably never will. I have formed a new personality; the typical "clown" of the team. All this thought is trapped somewhere between reality and dreams. I have to pretend everyday that this fake person is really me. The problem is, I've gotten good at it. TOO good at it…

It hurt Raven to see Garfield like this; he was hiding so much pain and frustration. Yes, the team had accepted him over the past months, knowing he would stay true to his word. He was just another teammate now; there when they needed him.

"Raven? Are you OK?" a voice said softly, full of concern. "Yes, I'm fine," she said, an obvious hint of sadness in her mysterious, beautiful voice.

"Raven, I've known you for a while now. You may be able to fool those guys, but you can't fool a fool," he smiled. "I know something's wrong. Now spill it."

Raven sighed. Garfield was smarter than he lead onto. "Nothing's wrong with me. It's you I'm worried about."

"Me? Why me?" the changeling asked, the smile fading from his face. "Things couldn't be better."

"Is that really how you feel Garfield? Who are you trying to kid- me, or yourself?"

Beast Boy looked hurt. "Of course; the truth hurts," a voice inside of him said. He shook his head as if the clear the thoughts. "Raven, I know you're looking out for me, and I appreciate that. But you should better than anyone that some things are better left unsaid. This is something I have to deal with myself."

"Would you at least tell me what's going on?" she whispered, trying to hold back tears. "I can't stand to see you like this, Garfield. This isn't who you are. Degrading yourself like this."

He wanted to tell her. He wanted to pour his heart out in front of her, to lay his life down right there. He wanted to tell her he loved her; that his life meant nothing without her. He wanted to have the courage to stand up and be a man, for once in his life.

"I wish you'd just stay out of this Raven!" he yelled angrily, brushing past her. "I don't care anymore. I just don't care!" Beast Boy said to himself sadly, locking the door behind him to his room.

Raven stood in the hallway, in shock and hurt from his words. "No, I won't let him go; not like last time," she thought with anger, and went up to door. "Garfield, I won't let you do this to yourself! Get up and fight it! If not for me, do it for yourself! You deserve it!"

After waiting a few moments, the girl had had enough. "Garfield, apologies in advance," Raven yelled, turning into a midnight silhouette. Her raven form flew through the door into Garfield's room, not even giving him a chance to react. The changeling's eyes widened in fear as he felt blackness sweep over him and invade his soul, filling every part of his brain.

Raven shook herself out of a trance and looked around at her surroundings. She has expected Garfield's mind to be full of perverted thoughts and nonsense, but as she traveled further, the empath realized she had been wrong… dead wrong.

All she could see was blackness, as if she had become blind; a freezing wind swept through, caressing Raven's pale, delicate skin. She held herself and shivered, trying to conserve body heat. She walked for a few moments, trying to find anything-

when a loud, piercing yell echoed off the walls of Garfield's mind. Suddenly Raven didn't feel so cold anymore and found herself running towards the source of the noise. Raven ran twisting and turning through halls of blackness, until light poured into her vision. She found herself staring a Garfield, who was tied down to a chair, belted up in heavy restraints.

"Garfield!" Raven cried, running towards him. Just as she reached the chair, a large, metallic cage slammed down into the earth with a clang, separating the two Titans. The empath tried to throw the cage but realized it wasn't even budging. She screamed in defeat, pulling on the cage's bars as if trying to rip them off.

All the while, Beast Boy struggled to get free; thrashing his frail body from side to side. He stuck deep his own mind, alone and afraid.

Oh boy, your favorite: cliffies! I'd update soon, I promise. I just hope you saw the symbolism in this chapter that unless we try and face our problems head on, they consume us.