Here we are again, and you know the year BB will end up in! I'm assuming most of the Titan's would be in their mid-twenties in 2016, so bear with me, ya? Raven's the youngest in this fic, so let's say she'd be…… oh… 26. Yeah. That's a good number. That would make Robin 27, Starfire 27, and Cyborg almost 30. Beast Boy's still the same though… I don't own Teen Titans!
Beast Boy's Game
Part 7: YEAR 2016
Beast Boy landed in water, coughing and sputtering as he threw himself onto the shoreline. Huffing and puffing, he looked up at the lighthou –
Titan's Tower stood where the lighthouse once had.
"Yes! I'm back!" Beast Boy's eyes shone with affection for the T-shaped building. Making sure the pocket-watch had cooled in the water (it had), he stuffed it in his pocket. Then he ran, Raven's cloak billowing behind him. "I'm back! I did it! I'm… home?" The front door had a single, red eye on it.
"Identification please." It was a strangely feminine computer voice. There was a pause, and he stared at it. "Identification please." It said again. "Are you a visitor?"
"Excuse me! Visitor?" he asked, poking the red eye angrily. "I live here!"
"Welcome visitor." The computer said, the door hissing open. "Make yourself comfortable, and enjoy your stay at Titan's Tower." The voice was up in a special set of speakers. Beast Boy stepped in, and looked around in wonder. The entire hallway was metallic, strangely clean, and sparkling.
"What the…?" Beast Boy looked around in wonder. This wasn't Titan's Tower! At least… not the one he knew of. He found the elevator in its usual spot, but some of the hallways were unfamiliar to him. It wasn't all made of chrome, but… it was just… shiny everywhere. "Wierdness…" he pushed the elevator button and the doors sprang open with a hiss. He jumped back at the sound, then stepped nervously in.
"What floor, visitor?" the computer's voice was back.
"Uhm… the common room floor?"
"I cannot take a visitor to the living room area." The voice said dutifully. "I am programmed to keep visitors from the faculty levels."
"Faculty levels? What the hell… what about my room?" Beast Boy shrieked. Then he remembered the computer thought he was a guest. "What about Beast Boy's room?"
"Beast Boy memorial. Yes sir." Beast Boy went cold when he heard that. Wasn't a memorial what you got after you died? "Transporting now." He felt the elevator moving in the pit of his stomach. What was going on? He suddenly remembered something and took out the pocket-watch. Flicking it open, he saw something shocking!
It read 2016.
"I'm in the future!" He shrieked aloud, staring in disbelief. "This is like nine or ten years down the road! But wait… I'm dead in the future? That sucks!" he declared, folding his arms. Sticking the pocket-watch back in his pocket, he jumped when the doors jumped open with a hiss. "Stop doing that door-hissy-thing!" He scolded the computer.
"One speed only, sir." The computer retorted back, as though it had heard that before. Beast Boy stepped out and found himself in a rather average size room. "Please enjoy your stay at Titan's Tower."
"Oh yeah. Cyborg built that for sure." He mumbled, looking at the elevator sideways. Finally he turned around and saw something he never expected. It was a life-size statue of himself! He ran over to it, looking at the plaque at the statue's feet.
Beast Boy – Garfield Logan
Gone but not forgotten, bravely fighting the Darkness
(1987-2005)
An icy chill went up and down Beast Boy's spine, and he fell back on his butt. "No way, man." He whispered, scooting backward in disbelief. "No way. I wouldn't be dead in… wait! That's today's date!" He jumped forward again for a better look. The date inscribed next to the year 2005 was the very same date that he'd been sucked into the game! "Oh man……" Beast Boy whispered as it dawned on him. "I never came back." He shuddered visibly, feeling hot tears in the corners of his eyes. "How long has this been here…?"
"The Beast Boy Memorial was constructed two months after his disappearance." The computer chimed in. "All of the Titans mourned his death, including his fiancée, Raven Roth."
"Fiancée!" Beast Boy cried in embarrassment. "We weren't engaged! We were just boyfriend and g –!"
"Shortly after the funeral, the Titan called Robin changed his name to what it is today. Nightwing. He is currently a resident of Neo-Gotham." The computer reported. "The Titan called Starfire was distraught for many weeks, and fled to her home planet of Tameran in her sorrow. She has not been officially heard from since."
"What! Star left!" He shouted in disbelief.
"Correct. The Titan called Cyborg remained at Titan's tower for one year after the reported death of Beast Boy. When he was declared legally dead, Cyborg left his post as a Teen Titan as well." The computer went on pleasantly, as though it was a history lesson. Which… it was.
"Robin, Star, and Cyborg too…" Beast Boy whispered, falling on his hands and knees. "Tell me about Raven…" he whispered, afraid to know. "What happened to Raven after I… after Beast Boy died?"
"The Titan called Raven had a psychotic episode and destroyed the original Titan's Tower with her uncontrollable powers. It was only shortly after it was rebuilt that the Titans began to break apart." said the femininely-voiced computer.
"What happened to her, then…?" Beast Boy whispered, tears in the corners of his eyes.
There was a pause, which seemed odd to him. But, the computer responded in a rather sober tone. "In her state of emotional distress… Raven Roth was destroyed by her own powers."
Beast Boy's cry of anguish echoed across eternity.
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Raven's eyes snapped open and she sat up with a cry! "Huff… huff… huff…" she closed her eyes and held her head. "What was that…?" she whispered. "Did I… feel something?" She was sweating, trembling in such a way that told of incredible nightmares. As though an innocent soul had cried out into the night and… silenced. "Am I feeling… him?" she wondered, wiping her brow with the back of her hand. "Beast Boy…" her heart was racing so hard, and she clutched at it. She lay back down, staring at her ceiling. "What's happening to you?"
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He'd been lying there, virtually inconsolable, for almost half an hour. If Dark Fall had come for him right then, he would've surrendered. But, it had not. "Why'd this have to happen?" he whispered, tears still freely flowing. He'd been crying so hard it hurt. The Titans were all gone. He was legally dead. Starfire had fled for home. Robin… no… Nightwing was far away in Gotham. Who knew where Cyborg was. And Raven was… Raven was… he let out another wail, unable to believe all the horrible things that had happened. "Why'd this happen?" He whimpered softly. "Damn you, Dark Fall." He whispered, weeping angrily.
"Dark Fall. Password... recognized." The computer spoke up. Beast Boy froze as the ceiling opened up and a huge monitor came down. "Playing simulation… now."
"Beast Boy." Cyborg had appeared on the screen. "It's me, Cyborg. Well… sort of."
"Cyborg!" Beast Boy leapt to his feet, almost hugging the computer monitor. "Where are you! Why aren't you here at Titan's Tower!" he cried. "What happened to everyone?"
"Sorry man, my simulation's responses are limited. You gotta ask the right questions." He shrugged, trying to smile. "This is just a programmed version of me, hidden in the tower. The words 'Dark Fall' activate this program." He looked a little concerned. "And I figured you'd be the only one to ever come back here… if you weren't dead, that is."
"I'm not dead!"
"Sorry man, my simulation's responses are limited. You gotta ask the right questions." He repeated himself.
"I gotta say something that he'd respond to. What would Cyborg leave behind for me if everyone thought I was dead…?" Beast Boy whispered to himself. The simulation of Cyborg on the screen stood there, blinking, waiting for him to say something out loud. His smile looked thoroughly fake, as though he'd been training to have that particular look for when he made that program. "Cyborg." Beast Boy said aloud.
"Yes?"
"Where are you right now?"
"Sorry man, my simulation's responses are limited. You gotta ask the right questions."
Beast Boy grunted in frustration. "Why are visitors allowed in Titan's Tower?" he asked suddenly.
Cyborg frowned. "This place is a museum now, BB. It doesn't house any teenage super heroes anymore. It's an empty shell with a gift shop at the end of the tour." Beast Boy wondered how much information he'd be able to get out of a program that could only respond to certain things.
Suddenly, the perfect question formed in Beast Boy's mind. "Cyborg. What is Malaki?" he asked seriously, looking at the screen from under his eyebrows. Cyborg smiled. "What is Malaki?" Beast Boy repeated with a tenser tone. He knew that the metal man knew from the look on his face, even if he was just a simulation.
Cyborg smiled, looking rather proud of him. Finally, he spoke. "That, BB… is the right question." He looked straight ahead and spoke to the computer. "Simulation terminated." He vanished from the screen, and the monitor made its way upward into the ceiling.
"Hey! Wait! Come back! What's that supposed to mean! What if I have more questions!" Beast Boy shouted at it. "Hey what's tha– ouch!" he was struck in the head with a falling object. He fell with a grunt of pain, his eyes in swirls. He saw a blurry piece of red on the floor next to him, and he force-focused his eyes. "Is that…?" A computer chip greeted him, this one was bright red like Starfire's hair. Black mini-circuits ran across it this way and that, purple computer parts here and there. "Hey…" Beast Boy opened his Drake bag, still damp, and pulled out the blue computer chip he'd found in the Bible. The bag had miraculously protected it from getting wet or messed up in his travels. "They match! It's a part of Malaki!" He looked at it really close, seeing the same tiny writing on it. Turning into a hawk again, he read:
MALAKI Processor #2
Y - FactorMotherboard
"Y factor… and X factor…" Beast Boy mumbled when he'd turned back. Weren't X and Y length and width in math? The green teen knew he sucked at math, but still… Was Malaki a giant calculator? Nah… that didn't make any sense… Thankful to Cyborg for the latest piece of the puzzle, he stuffed both of the four by four inch computer chips in his bag. Cyborg knew what Malaki was… but he wasn't telling. Was it something he'd built? But then, how had parts of it been scattered across time? Had the Dark Fall stolen it and taken it apart? Licking his lips, he stood at last. Wiping his eyes and his mood much better, he looked up at the ceiling. "Computer?"
"Yes?" The computer said soothingly, the same feminine voice. "May I help you, patron?"
"What else is there to see here?"
"We have a gift shop, the hall of memories, a great room devoted to each original Titan, several–"
"Take me to Raven's room." He said firmly, stepping into the elevator.
"Yes sir. Transporting… now." Beast Boy felt the elevator moving sideways and he put a hand against the wall to steady himself. "We have arrived at the room of Titan's Tower devoted to Raven Roth. Please watch you step when exiting the elevator."
"Very funny."
"Thank you, sir."
He stepped out of the elevator into a strange, distorted room. All sorts of glass cases were scattered here and there, housing articles that belonged to the darker Titan. Beast Boy neared the first one and recognized what was being featured there. "The book of Azar…" Beast Boy mumbled. "That thing tells all about Raven's home." He went to the next display case. There was Raven's secret chest. "I wonder if Malchior's still in there?" Beast Boy mused. "Serves him right…" he passed it up, barely looking at it. One of the larger display cases had a dummy in it shaped like Raven. It was wearing her super hero outfit, cloak and all. Beast Boy looked at the cloak he was wearing, then at the one in the display case. That one looked brand new, and his looked… well… grubby. He'd been sitting, rubbing, running, wet, and everything in between. It looked pretty sad…. But it still smelled like Raven. Not that she smelled bad, but… her scent calmed him. That's just the way it was. A little tear was near the bottom in the left side. Wondering where he'd gotten that, he moved on.
The next few display cases had various articles from Raven's life. Her bookshelf, complete with all her spellbooks. Her giant globe. Her tragedy-comedy statue was on a pedestal. Even her giant stuffed chicken was there. Beast Boy grinned helplessly and went over to it. "It is believed that Raven received this from Beast Boy, her fiancee…. I wasn't her fiancee!" he shouted, red in the cheeks. "Oh, who am I kidding…" he sighed. "Why fight it? Its history…" Mumbling, depressed, to himself he kept going. Other things that were Raven's were on display, her whole life laid out in a neat little rows and displays. "It really is a museum…" he whispered. A large poster of Raven was on the wall. She wasn't smiling, but she wasn't frowning either. Who knew where that picture had come from. Or maybe, it was an artist's rendition of her? Who knew. Beast Boy touched it affectionately, then let his hand fall.
"I know, Beast Boy. I know…"
"You're still not funny…"
"You were with me the whole time…"
"Beast Boy had a brain?"
"Never thought It'd be you I'd end up with…"
"Beast Boy…"
Beast Boy moaned softly, feeling an aftershock of the fact that Raven was dead. ((Also, the bad hardtack that he'd eaten was catching up with him.)) Hell… techically he was dead too. Why wasn't he with her in Heaven… or Hell? Was there a place in between for loved ones like them? Beast Boy didn't know. He fell into his hands and knees… and threw up.
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And that's all for now! I submitted a lot all at once, so I hope you enjoyed the fruits of my labor! My report card is coming home soon, so I gotta finish this story before I get grounded from the Internet! Its four weeks from now… I hate to leave my readers so suddenly! I'm gonna finish it before I disappear! Promise! Join me next time for the next part of Beast Boy's Game! It's "Thoughts of You!" See ya there! This wasthe third part I've submitted today! Cookies for everyone who reviews all three parts! YAY!