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Chapter 3: Losing Control?

Another day rose for the Titans, and BeastBoy once again wondered what kind of emotion might pop up, and who he would chat with about it. No matter how much he thought, he couldn't think of any negative emotions he felt right now. He felt fine. His deep thought was interrupted by a familiar voice to his left.

"Deep in thought again, BeastBoy?" said Raven, looking at him in mild interest. BeastBoy let out a chuckle.

"Yeah, just thinking about something that's been going on." he said.

"It's nothing bad, is it?" Raven asked with concern. "I told you, if there's something wrong, talk to us about it."

"No, no! It's nothing really bad!" said BeastBoy quickly. "Just something that requires a lot of thought, that's all." Raven seemed to calm down a bit.

"Oh, okay. I was just...afraid you might do something a bit...bold, that's all." she said.

"Oh, come on, Rae. You know me." he chuckled. Raven simply looked at him for a while.

"Maybe not as well as I thought..." she whispered, perhaps to herself, and left. BeastBoy stared after her.

'Raven's acting different, too.' he thought. 'I wonder if there's something wrong with her?'

BeastBoy's thoughts were cut off as the alarm sounded again. It was time for his Titan duty. Forgetting his earlier hesitations, he rushed out the door to where the commotion was. Time to kick some butt.

Little did BeastBoy know, he would do more than just that...

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It was Gizmo this time, pulling off one of his technology-induced robberies. As the Titans landed, they quickly found out Gizmo still had his trademark maturity.

"Oh, get lost ya pit-munching stinkwads!" he yelled. "I've been collecting data on all of ya losers! I know how to beat you guys easy!"

"We'll just see about that!" yelled Robin, and charged at Gizmo, who pressed a buttong on his belt, and the machine on his back sprouted its four long mechanical spider legs. Gizmo pressed another button, and a laser blasted Robin into a wall.

"Robin!" called Starfire, and she covered her hands in her energy, but Gizmo's machine grabbed her by her arms, stopping the energy flow, and threw her into the same wall that Robin landed in. Now two Titans were unconscious.

Next came Cyborg. He ran forward, yelling, and tried to smash one of Gizmo's machine's legs. But Gizmo awaited the right time, and dropped a little attachment onto Cyborg's back, which delivered a severe shock to his system, and knocked him out.

Raven tried next. She levitated into the air, and her eyes glowed the familiar white, and she began her incantation.

"Azerath Metrion Zin--" she began, but was cut off when a mechanical claw grabbed her on the face, covering her mouth, rendering her magic null. Laughing like a maniac, Gizmo charged up an energy blast, and was just about to fire it, when a green T-Rex xharged into him, knocking him away, and making him release Raven, who landed on the ground, but she was still conscious. As Gizmo flew backwards, he dragged the claws to stop himself, and BeastBoy changed back.

"Don't you ever, EVER, try to hurt Raven!" he yelled, pure venom in his voice. He was feeling rage course through his veins. Gizmo scoffed.

"Like I'm gonna take orders from you, you hair-sniffing loser! I'll beat your little Goth whore to a pulp, and no little green orphan freak is gonna give me orders!" he screamed.

That did it. BeastBoy was angry that Gizmo had defeated three of his friends. He was enraged when he tried to cause Raven pain. Now, his rage at Gizmo having called Raven a "Goth whore," and being called an orphan freak, had pushed him well beyond the realm of sanity, and his control. BeastBoy felt an immense pain in his head, and felt his body changing against his will. The last thing he remembered, before his sane mind blanked, was a look of pure terror on Gizmo's face...

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BeastBoy woke up in the street later, though he didn't know how much later. The first thing he noticed was that his head was throbbing painfully. The second thing he noticed was his teammates were all around him, looking damaged, but fine. They all had grave looks on their faces. Judging by the fact that all the grave looks were in his direction, he began to get a sick feeling in his stomach. Standing up, he realized his clothes were severely torn. This made him feel sicker, and the fact that there was an ambulance among the police vehicles didn't make him feel better. He walked over to his fellow team members, and asked one question, one they knew he would ask.

"Where is he?" he asked, and they all knew he meant Gizmo. They pointed toward the ambulance, which was having someone being courted on a stretcher, into the car. BeastBoy looked over, and saw the bloodied form of Gizmo lying there his eyes closed. Horrified, he asked the doctors there if he was still alive. They said he was, but that he would be recouperating for quite some time. BeastBoy doubted Gizmo would be the same, and although that should be a good thing, he still felt awful. The Titans said nothing, except for him to come home with them. It was getting late.

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Back at the tower, BeastBoy did nothing active until it was bedtime. As they all passed him, each offered their own consolations.

"Hey, man. Don't beat yourself about it." said Cyborg.

"It was an accident, and they said he'd recover." said Robin.

"Please, do not feel depressed, friend BeastBoy. Raven told us that Gizmo was deserving of what he received." said Starfire, putting her hand gently on his shoulder. Raven was the last one, after all the others left.

"BeastBoy..." she began, but BeastBoy answered her before she started.

"Don't worry." he said glumly. "I'll talk to you. Just as soon as I sort it out myself." he said, and stood up at the same time she did. He looked her in the eye, and she saw sadness as far as you could see in his eyes.

"BeastBoy, what part of his insult pushed you over the edge?" she asked, hoping he wouldn't get angry at her personal question. He sighed, then suddenly pulled her close in a hug. She felt startled, but felt how insecure he felt now, and she knew to let him hug her.

"The part about my parents hurt, but I think it was his treatment toward you that...pushed me over the brink." he whispered, and let go of her. She stared, and left the room, whispering only one thing.

"I see. I understand. I'll...see you in the morning, okay?" she said, still walking away.

"Okay..." whispered BeastBoy, though he knew she couldn't have heard him. He headed to his room, and went to bed.

He once again forgot about the scheduled visit...

BeastBoy's Dream...

Complete blackness once again. BeastBoy patiently waited, when he heard voices in his head again.

"Just a reminder." called the voice of Luigi.

"Don't forget what we told you!" cried the happy, innocent voice of Tails.

"Okay. Thank you, guys." BeastBoy said, wholeheartedly.

"Don't worry about it. But don't forget what anyone you're going to meet tells you." said Luigi.

"I won't. Promise." said BeastBoy.

"Okay, then! Good-bye!" said Tails.

"Bye..." said BeastBoy. He waited for a voice to sound off behind him, and sure enough, he soon heard one.

"Well, are you ready?" asked the voice, and BeastBoy turned around, and saw two people standing there.

One was a tall, muscular man, with calm black eyes, and spread-out, spike black hair. He wore an orange gi, with a blue undershirt. The other was a tall, somewhat skinny man, wearing a labcoat, with a calm look on his face.

"So, who are you guys?" asked BeastBoy.

"Hi, my name's Goku." said the man in the gi. His voice was tough-sounding, but it also had the unmistakeablesound of a pure heart.

"And I'm Bruce Banner." said the one in the labcoat. "I suppose you know why we're here?" he asked. BeastBoy nodded. "That's very good. It's always good to keep important information fresh in your memory." he said wisely.

"Yeah. Well, let's get down to business." said Goku happily. "As you probably know, you feel like you're losing control, right?" BeastBoy nodded. "Yeah, that can sometimes be a problem. But, the first lesson we'd like to teach you, is that every part of you can be controlled."

"Really?" asked BeastBoy. "Even that...that...thing?"

"Oh, indeed." said Bruce. "Both of us have learned to control things inside us that are just as destructive." he said.

"Really?" asked BeastBoy.

"Yeah!" said Goku. "Watch!" he said, and waved his hand downward, and BeastBoy saw what appeared to be a giant, gold-furred ape, rampaging through somewhere, apparently destroying everything that was around it. BeastBoy asked what it was. "It's what happens when a very powerful Saiyan, like myself, looks at something like the moon, when it's full. We lose control, but we can regain control. And if we do, an incredible power is unlocked. Watch!" he said, then stood in a sort of battle stance, and began emitting a low yell, which transcended into a great scream of power, and a flsh of light, and Goku had changed, his hair was longer and bigger, and spikier. He now had yellow pants, and no shirt. His torso was covered in a red fur, and his muscles were even bigger now. He had very dark-looking eyes. He spoke in a much deeper, more powerful voice.

"So you see, gaining control can bring great benefits. This is what is called Super Saiyan 4." he said.

"Whoa!" gasped BeastBoy. He regained himself, and turned to Bruce. "And what did you control, Mr. Banner?" he asked. Bruce sighed.

"Look down." he said, and BeastBoy did, and saw a huge, green, mega-muscled creature, going on the same kind of rampage that the monkey did, but it was smaller, but apparently, still as dangerous. "That's a creature made when I get angry, much like your creature. I don't need to get angry to show you, so I don't mind doing it here." Bruce closed his eyes, and a green flash of light happened, and the creature stood in front of him. It spoke in a much deeper voice, but spoke with the same air of intelligence.

"And you see, anything can be controlled by the person it comes from." he said.

"Do you understand?" asked Goku. BeastBoy stared for a minute, and nodded confidently.

"Yeah! You guys taught me to just keep at it. Soon, I'll control that beast within me, and can use it only when the time arises, and it won't go out of control!" he said confidently.

"That's the spirit." they both said. Bruce shook BeastBoy's hand, and Goku put his palms together and bowed to him.

"Don't forget what we said." Goku told him.

"I won't!" BeastBoy said, and the familiar white light engulfed him, and he awakened in his room. He walked over to the middle of his room, wondering what they left to prove they had come, and he heard what sounded like a gust of wind from inside his closet, so he looked inside.

Inside was two suits BeastBoy never had. An orange gi, and a labcoat. Smiling, BeastBoy left the room, mentally thanking those who have helped him so far, ans will help him again.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

Whew! Typing this made it feel like it was pretty long! Hope it was long enough for you guys! The choices for the next chapter are:

Feeling of Weakness

Feeling of Uselessness

Urge to Sacrifice Self

Feeling of Stupidity

I think that's all the possibilities I currently have in my mind, but you'll know when more come! Remember, you decide!

Please R&R, and I'll see ya later!