A/N: I'm happy to present the final chapter of The Man With The Moped, no spoilers!

Thought I'd add a
Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans or the song "She Sells Sanctuary" By The Cult-yes, that means this is partly a songfic, because I think we should be able to puts lyrics in! Who's with me? (Cricket chirps) ...Anyone?

Fluff alert between B.B. and Raven!

The Man with The Moped

After taking Mad Mod away to jail (this time permanently) the titans returned to Titan's Tower to relax and enjoy the rest of the afternoon. When Robin entered the kitchen he glanced at the message machine on the counter and noticed the little light was blinking red.

"Huh, we've got a message," he said aloud as the others walked in, all of them grinning ear to ear about their latest victory except for Rorek and Raven, who pretended to be indifferent about the whole thing.

"Oh, glorious!" Starfire exclaimed, "I wonder who would have 'called us up'?"

Everyone gathered around the message machine as Robin pressed the play button and the tape began to rewind. "You have…thirty-seven new messages," the machine said. The Titans looked at one another in shock and continued to wait. There was a 'click', and then a raspy shaky voice said, "Uh….hi, it's me."

Beast Boy shrieked in horror at the familiar voice of the old man, who had tried to molest him on his last paper route.

"I was just, uh… callin' to ask where the paper boy is," the recording continued, "I haven't seen him around lately, so I'm wonderin' where my paper is. Musty ol' paper boy, are ya' there?"

There was a 'beep' and the next message began to play.

"Uh…hi. Me again. Just callin' to see if the musty ol' paper boy's gonna come by soon. I'm missin' him."

It was then that Beast Boy realized that he wasn't at his job, and therefore wasn't making money.

"Crap!" The changeling cried, grabbing his helmet off the kitchen table, "I gotta go deliver my papers! It's already lunchtime!" And with that Beast Boy dashed out of the kitchen, the others staring after him. After a second of dead silence in the room, the message machine beeped again. "Make it STOP!" Cyborg screamed, grabbing the machine off the counter, running over to the broken window in the living room and hurling it as far as he could into the ocean. Panting, Cyborg turned around to face the others, who were now staring at him with wide eyes. "What?" he said, grinning at them, "Now…who wants waffles?"


Five minutes later at the heart of Jump City, Beast Boy pedaled with the last ounce of his strength to accelerate up the hilly 6th street, which was backed up for miles with the lunch hour traffic. On the verge of collapsing, the changeling weaved through several lines of cars over to the right-hand sidewalk, got off the bike and parked it on the bike rack at the foot of The Jump City Inquirer. Beast Boy tossed off his helmet and hastily ran inside the three story newspaper office, not bothering to secure his bike. As he entered the grand lobby, the pretty blonde receptionist at the center desk looked up. Seeing Beast Boy, she glanced up at the clock, shook her head, and resumed with her work.

'Gee thanks,' he thought sarcastically, running over to the elevators and mashing the up button. Fortunately, the steel doors opened immediately, and Beast Boy rushed in and hit the 3rd floor button. A few seconds later the elevator opened and he dashed out, heading strait for his boss's office. Rounding a corner sharply, Beast Boy almost crashed into a mousy secretary, who told him to be careful. He gave her a lighting-fast nod and zoomed strait down the long hallway towards the door at the end. Coming to a dramatic halt, Beast Boy looked up at the tall wooden door and exhaled sharply.

'Ok Beast Boy,' he though to himself, slowly grabbing the shiny doorknob, 'you can do it. Just tell him that…your gerbil died! Yeah, he'll buy that!'

Relaxing a little, B.B. took a deep breath and slowly turned the knob. Before he could even open the door a crack, a LOUD voice from within boomed "YOUR'E FIRED!"

"Aww, common boss!" Beast Boy cried, throwing open the door and stepping into the office, "at least lemme ex…"

"NO," bellowed John Newsier from behind his desk, sitting up off his chair, "Beast Boy, do you have any idea how LATE you are! 25 percent of my papers didn't get delivered today because your sorry butt wasn't here to deliver them! WHY weren't you here anyway!&?"

Now trembling, Beast Boy apprehensively stuttered, "Be-because, there was this bad guy we had to stop boss! He was destroying stuff all over town with his big robots and so we had to kick his butt, but then he zapped us with his crystal and we got sent to his school, and so then we had to play him in chess, which really sucked because I didn't have the brains to even know how to play, and…"

"ENOUGH!" John blasted, storming around his desk and towering ominously over Beast Boy, "I don't wanna hear any of your lame excuses Beast Boy! You're late, you're fired, that's all there is to it!"

Putting his fear aside, Beast Boy groaned and bowed his head in defeat. "I'm sorry," He muttered, staring down at the ground.

"Look," John said, his voice softening, "you were late once, but to me that's a big deal, especially when a quarter of my papers don't get delivered. Are ya' following me?"

Beast Boy nodded, his head still lowered.

"Good," John continued, "And when you applied for this job, Mr. B., you were committed to doing your best and givin' it your all, right?"

'Mr. B.?' Beast Boy thought to himself as he gave John another nod, 'that sounds pretty cool.'

"Alright," said John, "I'm glad that we're on the same page. So, if I let ya keep working here, will you try your best to actually do your job?"

Beast Boy looked up at him for the first time and said confidently, "Yes sir!"

"Fantastic," the journalist said, placing a hefty hand on B.B.'s shoulder and grinning at him, "then I'd better see ya here tomorrow at 6:30 a.m. on the dot, you got it?"

"Yes sir, dude," Beast Boy said, giving him a thumbs-up, "Thanks so much for letting me keep my job!" But deep down Beast Boy was disappointed at the realization that it would take him months just to raise enough money to buy the moped that he so desperately longed for.

"Hey, as long as you're one of my best paperboys you won't even have to worry about it," John said, walking back behind his desk and opening one of the drawers, "oh, and I believe I owe ya this too."

Reaching into the drawer he pulled out a slip of paper and handed it across the desk to Beast Boy, who took it cautiously. It took the changeling a second to realize that the paper in his hands was a check, written out for a staggering $2,000 dollars in his name.

"When I said I didn't want any of your excuses," John said with a slight smirk, "I didn't say I didn't believe any of 'em."

"T-two-thousand dollars!" Beast Boy exclaimed, his jaw dropping, "b-but why?"

"Well I find out recently that you're a part of the famous Teen Titans," he responded, "and also that you youngsters recently took down a rampaging maniac to save our fine city. So that there"-John pointed to the check- "is your reward from me."

Gaping, Beast Boy looked down at the check again, unable to speak.

"Yeah I can tell you're gonna enjoy that 2 K, Beast Boy," John said, walking over to the coat rack in the corner and pulling on his brown coat, "but don't spend it all in one place, ya hear?"

Looking up, Beast Boy only smiled widely at his boss.


Within ten minutes of saying goodbye to John and leaving The Jump City Inquirer, Beast Boy had flown as an eagle to the nearest car dealership. Landing within the car dealership's lot, Beast Boy regained his human form and looked around. Suddenly, a shadowy figure appeared behind the changeling and yelled, "HEEEEEY kid, can I help you?"

"Gah!" Beast Boy cried, jumping up in fright, "Jeez dude you almost gave me a heart attack!"

"Sorry sport," the man said in a chipper voice, who turned out to be a sleazy-looking car salesman, "So can I help you get anything? Car, truck, SUV, you name it, we got it!"

"Got mopeds?" Beast Boy asked him excitedly.

"Well we sure do champ!" The salesman exclaimed, whipping a briefcase seemingly out of thin-air. With another one of his flashy smiles he flipped it open, and out poured a mound of flyers that enshrouded Beast Boy. For a moment the pile was motionless, and then B.B. suddenly popped out of it with a single leaflet in hand, scattering papers everywhere. "This one," he stated, pointing to the picture of the moped he had seen on T.V. earlier that week, "This is it, this is my baby!"

"The Speedster 7000?" said the salesman, "you got it buddy!"

And with that the man dashed into the car dealership office, leaving Beast Boy alone among the mess of moped flyers. After a few minutes passed, the changeling began to whistle to himself, hardly able to contain his excitement. Looking at the cars for sale, Beast Boy suddenly heard someone clear their throat behind him. Turning around, he saw her for the first time in person; the Speedster 7000 moped. Smiling at him, the car salesman patted the seat of the moped and said, "So, whaddya think?"

Beast Boy's eyes widened and he uttered a gasp of joy, clenching his fists in victory.

"I've wait all my LIFE for this moment!" The changeling cried, zipping over to the spiffy ride and hugging its fender like as if it were a lifeline.

"Uh hmm," the car seller said, his voice becoming more business-like, "That'll be $1,799."

"You can keep it!" Beast Boy exclaimed indifferently, handing him the check, "she's all MINE!" The salesman looked over the check, pocketed it and left Beast Boy to celebrate about his newfound moped. Finally, after several minutes of loving on his new ride Beast Boy decided to get on it. Cautiously, he reached for the key in the ignition and turned it. The motor roared to life, and Beast Boy smiled widely. "Wow," he thought to himself, glancing down, "it even has a built-in radio!"

Reaching down, Beast Boy flipped on the AM/FM radio by his feet.

With surprising loudness, a radio DJ's voice announced, "…And to all you rockers, up next we have The Cult, and "She Sells Sanctuary"."

"Sweet!" Beast Boy yelled over the roar of the motor, turning up the volume full blast as the song began.

Oh the heads that turn, make my back burn

Oh the heads that turn, make my back, make my back burn.

The sparkle in your eyes, keeps me alive

And the sparkle in your eyes, keeps me alive, keeps me alive.

"Yeah the sparkle in your eyes!" Beast Boy repeated, singing along as he revved the motor, "keeps me alive, keeps me alive."


The world, and the world turns around

The world, and the world yeah... the world drags me down.

"And the world drags me down!"


Oh the heads that turn, make my back burn

And the heads that turn, make my back, make my back burn yeah-ah.

The fire in your eyes, keeps me alive

And the fire in your eyes, keeps me alive, keeps me alive

Gunning the engine, Beast Boy stopped singing to let out a wild "Yee-haw!" and took off full throttle on his new Speedster 7000 moped.


I'm sure in her you'll find, the sanctuary

I'm sure in her you'll find, the sanctuary!

"Oh yeah!" Beast Boy screamed as raced along the highway at thirty miles per hour, "I've found my sanctuary in her!"

Sanctuary yeah-ah,

Sanctuary yeah-ah


"Aw yeah, Cyborg's gonna win again!"

"Not if I have anything to say about it!" Rorek exclaimed, mashing the buttons on the controller. In the living room at Titan's Tower, Cy and Rorek were playing a round of racing, while Starfire, Robin, and Raven watched. Earlier Cyborg had introduced Rorek to the gamesation and taught him how to play, step by step. Raven had watched him try and learn all about the high-tech contraption, and was smiling slightly now as he played his hardest against the cybernetic titan. Onscreen, Cyborg's white and blue race car began to pass Rorek's pitch black one.

"Boo yah!" Cy yelled, jumping up off the couch, "Cyborg advances to take first place!"

But two seconds later Rorek's car was leaving Cyborg's in the dust.

"Aw man!" he cried, slumping back on the couch.

As the other watched, a warning flashed and the game announced that ten seconds remained in the race. Cyborg and Rorek were now neck in neck. The seconds ticked off, "9…8…7…6…5…" Still side by side, Rorek and Cyborg saw the finish line appear in the distance. "Turbo time!" Cyborg said, activating the nitrogen boosters on his car. As he began to advance Rorek activated his turbo as well, and shot only a few feet ahead of Cyborg. "3…2…"

"Oh no you don't!" Cyborg exclaimed, pushing his car to go even faster. Suddenly the two cars lost control and collided into each other, creating a movie-like explosion. When the dust onscreen settled, the word "Winner!" was flashing and Rorek's sports car stood unscathed past the red finish line. Cyborg's car, on the other hand, was now a sitting pile of metal rubble.

"I am victorious!" Rorek exclaimed, standing up and smiling.

While Cyborg cried anime-style over his loss, Robin stood up and gave Rorek a high-five.

"Good job, you really learned how to play like a pro."

"Yes, you opened many cans of 'the butt-whooping' on Cyborg, my new friend!" Starfire added happily. After everyone congratulated Rorek on his victory, Starfire, Robin, and Cyborg headed up to their rooms, leaving Raven alone with him. Sitting up off the couch, the goth smiled at him and said, "Those were some pretty good video game moves for a knight five-hundred years ahead of his time."

"Thank you," Rorek replied awkwardly, not knowing what else to say.

After a moment of silence, Raven said, "Rorek…"

"Yes?"

"When you…when you said that you loved me…did you really mean it?"

Looking slightly taken aback, Rorek replied, "Of course I meant it Raven! I have never laid eyes on a more beautiful girl than yourself. From the moment I heard about you, I had this feeling of love that I could not deny."

Walking over to Raven, Rorek placed his hands on her shoulders and looked into her eyes. "I want to show you something," he said to Raven. She only nodded as they became enveloped in a holy white light, and vanished from the living room.

When Raven reopened her eyes, she gasped at what she was seeing. She and Rorek had rematerialized on a clear hilltop that overlooked a stunningly beautiful countryside.

"Where are we?" Raven asked Rorek, who was gazing pensively across the fertile land.

"It is Ragnorak," Rorek said distantly, "this is my home, where I have lived since I was a child."

"It's beautiful," Raven said in awe, admiring the land that stretched before them for miles, dotted here and there by strange but beautiful, towering trees which she had never seen before. Two birds soared by them and shot up into the sky, flying close together.

"Yes," Rorek murmured, "it is."

But suddenly, like a nightmare manifesting into one's dream, the land below them changed entirely. Now, looking down Raven saw only a blackened land with no life, not even grass. Small fires raged on the only remaining trees, some of which had succumbed to the flames. The sun, which had been shining so brilliantly before, was replaced by two ominous moons, which plunged Ragnorak into almost complete darkness.

"Wha-what happened to the land?" Raven asked in horror, looking at Rorek.

"Several years ago," said Rorek, "this peaceful land was invaded by darkness. It enveloped and destroyed everything, including my people."

He sighed and continued.

"And that marked the beginning of the last war for Ragnorak. I helped the few remaining survivors to stay and defend our land from those creatures, but their numbers seem endless. Gradually, we lost more and more of Ragnorak to them, until little remained for us."

"Rorek…I'm so sorry," Raven whispered.

He only nodded at her and continued. "And that is why I'm sorry to say that I cannot stay in your world; I must be here to help my people."

"Rorek," Raven said suddenly, "we can help you fight. We'll do all we can, as a team. You've seen how powerful Starfire and Robin can be when they're angry, and Cyborg has so much technology that those shadow creatures won't know what hit them. And Beast Boy…well, he can pretty much take anything down."

Rorek shook his head sadly. "It's not that simple Raven, these creatures are impossible to destroy-for everyone that is killed another emerges to take its place."

Raven shook her head, not willing to give up.

"Rorek…" Before she could finish, the earth began to rumble.

"They're coming!" Rorek whispered, grabbing Raven's arm, "Hurry, we must go!"

He pulled her to the very top of the hill and closed his eyes.

"Behind you!" He yelled suddenly, reopening them and firing a white energy shot past Raven's face. Whirling around, she saw the beam strike what she could only make out as a pitch black insect-like creature. It disintegrated with an unearthly screech.

Behind where the creature was, hundreds more suddenly leaped out of the ground, hissing and clicking.

Shocked, Raven hardly noticed when Rorek grabbed her by the shoulder, his arms beginning to glow white again. But just as it seemed they would teleport back to Jump City safely, the blinding whiteness dimmed, and Raven spun around in slow motion.

Behind her she could see Rorek throughthe open portal, fighting with two of the darkness creatures.

"Rorek!" she cried, summoning her powers. Focusing her mind, Raven directed her energy at the insects. Nothing happened. Clenching her teeth she tried again, but her powers failed to work.

"Raven!" Rorek yelled, grabbing hold onto one of the insects and smashing it against the other, "your powers won't work on them! They only feed on darkness!"

Stunned, Raven yelled, "Rorek, come on! Get in the portal!"

"Raven," he said, "You know I must stay here."

"No!" She cried, fighting the force of the time portal, "Come back with me. We can return with the others and fight these things!"

"I'm sorry Raven," Rorek said, smiling at her, "but it's too late."

He paused to annihilate a horde of dark creatures with his magic and looked back at Raven. "Get on with your life Raven," he called, his face becoming more distant, "I'm not the only one who loves you. You know that."

And with that he raised one glowing hand, and gave her one last smile.

"Goodbye, Raven."

The portal closed, and all Raven could see was the light, and then darkness.


"…Uhh…"

"She is awake!"

"Raven, can you hear me?"

Raven opened her eyes slowly, and gradually the figures of Robin, Starfire, and Cyborg came into focus.

"Awright!" Cyborg said with a grin, "welcome back."

Groaning, Raven sat up slowly and rubbed her head.

"Where…where's Rorek?"

The three titans looked at one another uncertainly.

"Raven, you were the only one who came out of that portal," Robin said hesitantly.

It was then that she remembered everything that had happened.

"No…no he must be here somewhere," Raven said desperately, standing up quickly. She tried to walk past the others, but sitting up so fast had caused her to become dizzy. With a groan Raven began to fall. But Robin didn't catch her when she fell, or Starfire, or Cyborg. No, when Raven was about to collapse it was Beast Boy who appeared and caught her in his arms with such grace. Still lightheaded, Raven looked up at the changeling, who was smiling at her.

"Heh, good catch huh," he said, blushing slightly.

"T-thanks Beast Boy," she managed to whisper, "For everything."

Slightly confused, he only smiled again and said, "No problem. Lemme carry you to your room, Rae."

Raven only nodded and closed her eyes as Beast Boy picked her up fully in his arms and carried her out of the kitchen.

The End


Or is it the end? I kinda want to do an epilogue about Beast Boy trying to comfort Raven about losing Rorek, but what do you guys think? If anyone wants an epilogue let me know in a review and I'll be happy to hear out your opinion.