Beast Boy remembering is italiczied (Ok, I know I just spelt that wrong, to bad I don't feel like FIXING IT. Sorry. Not in the very best mood.
Raven had been gliding down the road leading to and from Corrife for hours.
She was tiring.
She hadn't realized how exhausted Beast Boy must have been, for the time span where he was carrying her, due to the abnormal cut on her jaw. All because she had tried, not quite successfully, to read his mind.
She felt herself sweating, even in the biting rain.
Tripping over a falling tree limb, she fell with a muffled cry to the ground.
Scooping herself back up, she brushed off her cloak.
Fog had settled in, giving the road an eerie feeling.
Raven felt...
Watched.
No, that wasn't the word.
She felt.
Hunted.
Subconsciously she started flying a little faster.
Violet hair was blown in her face.
The drizzling rain started beating down hard.
-SMASH- The thunder started sounding off overhead, as if on cue, and lighting bolted from a darkening sky.
She pulled her hood over her head to shield herself from the rain, and flew even faster.
She didn't care how long it took. She had to get back to the tower, before the night was over.
Beast Boy lay on the cold ground bleeding.
He didn't know where he was hurt, and somehow he didn't care.
He wanted to be gone
He wanted to die.
He hated himself for what he had become.
Something inside of him said he didn't have a choice, but another part of him said he could have stopped it all.
Well, it all didn't matter now.
He was going to die, and rid the world of the death and destruction, he would have been forced to cause.
'That's right Beast Boy.' He laughed bitterly: 'You no longer have any control over yourself. This is the only thing you can do. Die.'
He had tried to kill himself so many times before, but she had stopped him.
Catalina had stopped him, and he had been the one to kill her.
'You were forced to kill her, you had no choice.
'I was stupid, I could have stopped it.'
'No. You did this all for her, Beast Boy.'
'Don't call me Beast Boy, my name.. Is Madule now.'
Conflicting emotions battled deep inside of him, and his thoughts wandered, as he lay, cold and alone.
"Gullible Madule. You are Gullible. You thought you had control this whole time didn't you?"
"I. Have. Control." His eyes were narrowing to slits, and his jaw was clenched.
"Is this what you call control?" The creature said mockingly, motioning for one of the robed figures to bring forward a bound and gagged girl.
Beast Boy's eyes widened for a second, and then narrowed again.
"I did this all for her asshole, and there is nothing you can do to make me hurt her. Nothing."
The creature stared at him blankly, and then a sickening sound, much like laughing erupted from it.
"Ah, my dear, dear, Madule. You still have much to learn about me, don't you?"
"I know enough about you to realize that your a sick, evil, disgusting, son of a bitch." Beast Boy spat.
The creature stepped forward, barely sustaining it's corrupt laughter, and claw-hands, emerging from underneath the heavy cloak-like garment, gripping Beast Boy's chin.
"Madule, I have complete control over you."
The way he said it made Beast Boy reach the brink, he was close to going over. Baring his teeth he roared out a response.
"You have nothing over me, except for these scars!" He ripped of his shirt, and tore at the now-glowing marks, covering his chest.
His breathing started to become heavy and he gasped for air, collapsing on the ground.
The creature curled up the corners of it's mouth in some sort of a smile. "Madule, these 'scars' are all I need, to take complete control over your mind-"
A claw like-Hand was lifted and Beast Boy was immediately on his knees grasping his head in intense pain.
"And, my dear Madule.. Your actions."
Wide eyed terror. Inevitable pain. Sickening Realization, and the last two words he heard before it all went black.
"Kill her."
Pain tore through him. Every waking moment he was tormented.
Every single breath was a reminder of the life he had taken from another breathing human being.
Though he had been brutally forced to, he couldn't help feeling completely responsible.
When the creature gave him back temporary control, he had been forced to see what he had done, what he could do, when he lost this farce called 'control'.
Bile rose in his throat, and he forced it down.
When the former Teen Titans realized what he had become, they would hate him.
Raven would hate him. His face contorted, as he fought back the old Beast Boy, and forced himself not to cry. Raven probably already did hate him, and she didn't even know the half of what he was.
Slowly turning to lay on his back, he gasped in pain.
Suddenly he began to feel something he had never felt before, a mixture of coming out of his own body, and completely losing control.
He tried to move again, but the feeling only increased.
What's happening?
Now he was in the air floating.
Intense Pain.
Black
Gray
Every feeling he had was intensified, and he vividly felt something on his stomach closing.
His body was healing itself, using the power he now possessed, and he, had no say in it.
A/N: So, now you have a bit more background on what Beast Boy did, and no, he is not a murderer, he was forced to do what he did, but still feels responsible, you will find out more about what happened, how he got involved, what they Veihn does to most victoms, excactly how Catalina is involved, and eventually everything, but taking it a bit at a time is the way to go. More soon!
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