The other four Titans, - at the time of Beast Boy's tape recordings, - were gathered around the kitchen table eating dinner.
"Where's BB?" Cyborg asked. His eyes set upon the empty hallway.
Robin finished slurping up his soda, then replied, "I don't know."
"Maybe I should go check on him and see if he's okay." Cyborg suggested.
"He's probably just sleeping," Robin told him.
"Yeaaaah," Cyborg stretched his mechanical arms. "He's been doing that a lot lately. That, and staying in his room." he cast a look at Raven who was hidden behind a large thick old-looking book. "You remember what happened last time when one of us started staying in our room too much," Raven lowered the book about an inch, but just enough to send Cyborg a chilling glance across the table.
"Raven already stays inside her room a lot," Starfire said, catching on quickly.
"Yeah well, that's typical Raven behavior," Cyborg bit off another large piece of ham.
"Stop talking about me as if I'm not here," Raven mumbled bitterly.
"What I'm trying to say is," Cyborg went on ignoring her. "I think somethings wrong with him. I mean why would BB stay in his room a lot? He's a social animal, literally! And plus," Cyborg paused for a moment to thumb the clock up on the wall, "it's Saturday night! You know what that means? Movie night mania! And BB always picks out what we're going to watch and if we don't like what he picks, - which is usually the case, - he'll go nutso. And plus, he eats with us." he glanced around the table, and sighed helplessly, "Am I the only one concerned?"
Robin and Starfire exchanged glances while Raven didn't even put down the book, instead she licked her finger and went to the next page.
"Well," Robin began scratching the back of his head. "We just don't think it's a big deal. Beast Boy may just want some time to himself, everybody needs that every once and a while."
Cyborg sighed, and shook his head. "That's not the only thing," Cyborg said. "He just seems to be acting weird. Look, maybe you're right, Robin. Maybe I'm just paranoid." he shrugged and shoved more ham in his mouth.
"We'll give him a few more days," Robin suggested. "If things don't lighten up then we'll see what the proble - ,"
But Robin never got to finish what he was going to say, for a rather short, green, teenaged boy appeared in the door way, whistling.
"What's up guys?" Beast Boy sat down in his usual seat at the kitchen table.
"Oh, um, nothing," Cyborg pratically shoved his head into his plate, nervously.
"Have you obtained an illness, friend?" the young tamaranian asked, the concern written all over her face.
"What?" Beast Boy blinked. "Me? Sick? Naw, I'm fine. Just a bit sleepy, is all. See, I stayed up late watching a buncha programs on the net."
"Is that what you were doing?" Raven's muffled voice came from behind the book.
"Yes!" Beast Boy said quickly.
"You sure?"
"Just what are you implying, here?"
"Just what kind of programs were you watching on the net, Beast Boy?" Robin snickered catching on. Cyborg finally got it, and burst out laughing.
"I was um, uh, uh," Beast Boy glared at Robin and Cyborg who were busting a gut and Raven who most likely had a large smirk on her face behind the book. "SHUT UP!"
"I do not understand," Starfire said looking around at everyone for help. "What is so funny?"
The truth was that Beast Boy was up late packing his things. He wasn't planning on leaving just yet, but as soon as he saw any more signs... He'd be out the door in a flash.
"Why do you guys always pick on me?" Beast Boy demanded. "I'm tired, man. And that's so not what I was doing last night. If I want some action I can go an' get it in real life an' not over the stupid internet!"
"Suuuuure," Robin teased.
"Shut up!" Beast boy yelled.
"Okay, okay," Cyborg said still chuckling as he passed Beast Boy a piece of pizza. "So what's up with you? Are you sick or something?"
"Sick?" Beast Boy repeated taking the plate. You have no idea, Beast Boy thought to himself. "Aw naw, I ain't sick."
"But you have been in your room a lot lately, yes?" Starfire spoke.
"Sure," Beast Boy said with a shrug. "Over my shoulder it goes."
Over My Shoulder It Goes is a saying Beast Boy used quite often when they were discussing a topic he didn't too much care for. It was kind of like saying the topic flies right over his shoulder and on it's merry way. It was kind of strange at first, but the other Titans got used to it.
"Over your shoulder it doesn't," Cyborg snapped. "You've been acting weird, and we're getting worried."
"Um, excuse me, we're?" Robin asked staring at Cyborg.
"Yeah really," Raven agreed.
"Well fine then," Cyborg recovered hastily. "Starfire and I are getting worried!"
"And Silky," Starfire added promptly.
"I've been staying up late trying to beat the last level on Prince of Persia!" Beast Boy lied.
Beast Boy could almost see Raven roll her eyes as she mumbled, "Figures."
"Prince of Persia?" Robin blinked. "But Beast Boy, haven't you already defeated that game? Like, almost a year ago?"
"Yeah you totally did. We beat that game together, remember?" Cyborg said.
"No, not Prince of Persia: Sands of Time," Beast Boy said quickly. "I'm talking about Prince of Persia: Warrior Within. Duh!"
"Oh," Cyborg said. Robin gave him a I told you so look, as he settled into his seat more comfortably. "Oh."
"Then we need not worry." Starfire said enthusiastically.
"I guess not," Cyborg said pinching his lip. He smiled suddenly and slapped Beast Boy on the back heartidly. "You better hurry up and finish that game BB, 'cause I hear a new Prince of Persia is coming out."
"Really?" Beast Boy pretended like he didn't know this already.
"Yup," Cyborg chirped, impressed with himself. "Prince of Persia three!"
"God," Raven commented. "How many do they have to make?"
"They'll keep making 'em til' the customers lose interest," Beast Boy told her. "That's how it works in the game world."
Beast Boy waited eagerly to hear what she was going to say next, but the only thing he got from her was a turn of the page and a fustraded sigh. Beast Boy let out a disappointed sigh himself.
"Well, what are the movie options for tonight, Beast Boy?" Robin asked.
"What?" Beast Boy said blankly. Then he remembered. Movie night, durr. Oh great, Beast Boy thought, I like totally forgot! I've been so worried about ... About myself that I forgot about movie night! As if Cy isn't already suspicious enough! Me, Beast Boy forgetting movie night is going to drive him over the edge!
"What do you mean, what?" Robin demanded. "Don't tell me you've been so into your game you forgot about movie night."
"Well you can't rely on me to go and buy the movies all the time!" Beast Boy retorted. He then added more coolly, "Besides, there are loads better movies to see in the theatre right now."
"Yeah but then that means we all gotta pay!" Cyborg complained.
"Well, too bad!"
"I could really use this minor mishap to my own advantage," Raven muttered. "This gives us all a chance to pick out a movie that we actually enjoy watching."
"Yeah, there see? It's a good thing!" Beast Boy said.
Starfire grabbed a can of soda and opened it.
Cyborg sighed. "All right fine, why don't we all just hop in the T car and hit it downtown?"
"Sounds like a plan," Robin agreed.
Starfire began to drink.
Gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp. The sounds echoed irritably in Beast Boy's brain.
He looked at her. Her orangeish Tamaranian skin glowing in the overhead light. His green eyes narrowed, they fixed upon her throat.
He would feel liquid pouring down his chin as his legs sprang into action, the middle of his left shoe would curl themselves around the arm of Cyborg's chair, push his body forward and to the side as his right would suddenly be atop the table. Both shoes now firmly onto the table he would press hard off his calves and thighs and send himself launching through the air, his arms spread far away from each other as if to engulf Starfire into his chest. His mouth would open, the fangs growing so long, would scrape against his soft green skin which slowly converted. His claws would dig deep into her shoulders as his force would throw her off her feet and send her back crashing into the ground. His long suddenly black hair would be drooping in his face as his fangs dug deep into that throat, which had carried amounts of soda only moments ago. His tongue ran up and down the side of her neck, prohibiting any blood from escaping his mouth.
Screaming errupted. Cyborg would aim his gun at Beast Boy, Robin would be in mid-air with his leg out stretched, Raven would still be seated at the table staring in complete horror.
No... No... No, God please no! Make it stop, make it stop, someone, someone help me please!
JUST MAKE IT STOP!
"... Beast Boy? Beast Boy?"
Beast Boy realized he had been slumped over the table with his face smashed in his pizza. He sat up and immediately looked at Starfire. She was fine, she was still drinking the soda, and laughing and talking and breatheing.
He rubbed the pizza grease off his face and groaned.
"Hey, you feeling okay, man?" Cyborg asked gripping Beast Boy's shoulder.
"Fine," Beast Boy stammered. "I'm fine, Cy."
"You don't look so fine," Raven said. Her book was now resting in her lap. At last, he had finally managed to get her to look at him, except not like this.
"Uhhh," Beast Boy groaned again rubbing his head. "What happened?"
"You just suddenly collapsed," Robin said. "You were fine one second and the next your face was in your pizza. Are you sure, you're fine?"
"Perfectly fine," Beast Boy's face twisted in pain. The images, looked so real, and they felt so real too. The screaming, the terror in Starfire's big green eyes, it was awful. Beast Boy couldn't take it, he was about to burst into tears right there and then. But he managed to suck it up.
But what if that was real? Beast Boy asked himself, running his hand through his hair. What if that wasn't just a dream? What if it was all real? Then what would you do? Then what would have happened?
Beast Boy glanced around the table and realized that all eyes were on him curiously.
"Uhm," Beast Boy said standing up. "You guys go on without me. I think I'm gonna go lie down or somethin'."
"That sounds like a good idea," Cyborg agreed. "You look a little pale."
"Yeah," Beast Boy rubbed his head. His head buzzed. "You can start the movie without me too. I may... I may just go on to bed."
"Okay," Robin said. "Feel better."
Beast Boy began to walk down the hall towards his room, but when he heard the sound of Raven's voice he paused.
"Are you still so sure you're not sick?" Raven asked. He made up an image in his mind that she was quirking an eyebrow at him like she always does when she knows she's right and he's wrong.
Beast Boy stood there for a moment letting it sink in. Raven awaited his reply patiently and the other Titans, listening intently, didn't move.
No Raven, Beast Boy thought to himself sadly. I'm not so sure.
Beast Boy turned his head halfway and replied aloud,
"Over my shoulder it goes."
And he was gone.