He couldn't do this. He couldn't stay. He was screwing up their lives. Again. And right when they were starting to go back to a normal. He threw Robins clothes on the bed, and started to dress back in his suit. He looked around in the room he used to stay in. Standing up he went to the closet
They had left everything exactly how it was. He fingered one of the spandeck suits he used to wear.
No doubt it would be to small on him now.
He thought of morphing. It had been so long since he morphed. Three years exactly. He didn't even know if he could anymore. A pain ripped through his chest, and he dropped to his knees. He couldn't think of that, he couldn't think of what he did. Not now. Not ever again. To morph now would be a betrayal. He wouldn't.. He.. couldn't.
He forced himself on his knees, and the pain ripped through him again, causing him to yell out.
'Learning from different mistakes
Learning to give
Instead of just take'
Raven stumbled into her room. 'What did I just say?' She thought to herself. 'Your selfish Beast Boy. A selfish Beast is exactly what you are.' Rang through her mind. What happened? Why had she just turned on him like that? She had missed him. Now he was back. Probably not to stay. That is probably why. She had mixed emotions about him returning. Anger. Pain. Happyness. Disbelief. Hurt.. She sank to her bed, holding onto her mirror tightly. But then she heard him yell out in pain..
When he finally seemed to be in control again. He stood slowly and shakily.
He looked up to the doorway, half dressed, with his pants and shoes on, and quickly covered his chest, as best he could, but he knew it was to late. Raven had saw it. She had been watching him, but quickly levitated and glided away when he saw her.
Raven's heart was in her mouth, her already large eyes almost popping out of their sockets, she flew for the investigation room and slammed the door shut behind her, breathing hard.
It, it was on his chest.. The marks.. She recognized them.. They were brutal scars, meant to heal in the shape that they now were. Scrolls of the Snake.
Scrolls of the Dark one of Veihn.
Where had he gone? What had he done?
She shut her eyes.
Beast Boy.
Now a member of the Veihn?
Hope remained. 'He may have been forced to..' She thought.
But she knew the chances were slim. She slowly opened the door only to have it wrenched open all the way, and come face to face with him.
"Beast Boy No." she wispered, backing up slowly.