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Chapter 15:
Beast Boy wiped the blood from his cheek, and attempted to stand up. The Chief of Police, Eric Sunderland, stood over him, no emotion in his eyes, and none in his facial expression.
"Get up. Now," he commanded.
B.B. lifted himself off the ground, and faced him.
"I haven't done anything. Raven's alive, and somewhere in this city. I don't know how you're linking me to nine other cases, but I did not do anything! I really liked Raven, I'd never hurt her!" he exclaimed to the officer.
"Let me let you in on a little secret…" Sunderland came closer, and stood with his mouth next to B.B.'s ear. "Well," he whispered, "No one gives a shit!"
He delivered a punch to B.B.'s chest, causing the green hero to slump over on the floor in pain.
From a nearby room, over the intercom, the voice of Omahundro came over the speaker. "Chief, we want information; we don't want to kill him. For all we know, he may be innocent of these charges, but he's the only lead we have. However, he can still be charged with withholding her from her parent. Lesser charge, but he can still be called on it. Give him a rest, Chief."
The Chief spit onto the floor near Beast Boy, and turned around.
Behind him, Beast Boy clutched his stomach. He could almost guess at least one rib was broken. Tears streamed down his face.
"Raven, god where are you? I need you. Please."
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Inside the police locker room, Sunderland drank a bottle of water alone. He flipped through a photo book he had in his locker. Unknown to anyone else, the book contained pictures of the other nine girls B.B. was being accused of.
"Such a fine piece of work," he said in a sick voice, running his finger over a picture of a naked girl, with everything but a head attached to her body, lying in a pool of blood. "This case couldn't come at a better time." He licked his lips. He loved the thrill. Their young eyes, full of fear, clawing at the ground to get away, pleading, wanting to live. He'd never give them their way. He especially liked to play like he gave in. Their expressions of relief, then suddenly realizing they were about to die. "Amazing."
Suddenly, the light inside the locker room flickered, and died.
"Dammit," he said aloud, and quickly put away the album.
"You're sick!" a voice suddenly shrieked around him.
"What… what the hell are you? Who are you? Show yourself," he commanded the voice.
A feminine figure stepped into his view, and stared at him. Her eyes were covered by a long cape. The Chief's eyes widened, then he smiled.
"Ha! A little girl like you is going to stop me, huh?" he licked his lips again, and advanced toward her.
"Don't stand between a girl and the man she loves," she said coldly.
Sunderland had no idea what was happening, but in the next instant, he was spiraling across the room. With a gut wrenching crunch, he hit the lockers hard. He coughed, and spit a stream of blood across the room. He pushed himself up, and attempted to stand. However, he stayed in a hunched position.
"What in the name of God are you?"
"Something you could only imagine in your nightmares," she said, showing him she was not afraid. "Don't talk so loud, then people like me won't hear you. I may be here to serve justice, but I won't kill you. You deserve to rot in prison, away from society, with your life ruined. Like Beast Boy's life would have been if you had convicted him."
Raven walked over to his locker, and pulled out the album. She opened it, and instantly almost vomited. She turned to him, and threw him back against the lockers one more time.
"Where is he?" she asked.
"Interrogation room."
With that, Raven left Sunderland crumpled on the floor, to think about the new life that he was getting ready to begin. Upon exiting the door, and walking down the hall, she heard a gunshot from inside the room. She instantly knew what he had done. Raven lowered her hood and walked down the hall toward her destination. However, her mission wasn't over yet.
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B.B. lay on the floor, thinking, wondering what would become of him, become of Raven, and become of their relationship. His eyes were tearing up for at least the third time now, but he couldn't help it.
"I have to get out of here," he cried, "I just need to see her. I need to make sure she is alright."
A light came on inside the room. Omahundro stepped into the room.
"Alright, Beast Boy, lets try this again."
"No," B.B. said, bearing his fangs, "We won't."
In a newfound rage inside him, he grew large, and hair began to cover his body. B.B. gripped his head, as if he wasn't even sure what was happening. He let out a roar, and the transformation continued.
Omahundro backed into the wall, watching the horrid sight in front of him. It was like the werewolf movies he had seen as a kid. But this wasn't a movie, and he knew he was in real danger. Somewhere in another room, he heard a gunshot, but Omahundro had worse things to worry about. A renewed burst of adrenaline came to him, and he jumped up, fumbling with his keys to open the door. Behind him, B.B. was almost fully transformed. He screamed in agony as it happened. Omahundro found the key he was looking for and thrust it into the lock. Shaking, he turned the key hard in the lock. Omahundro watched in horror, as the hard turn broke the key off in the lock. The end of it fell to the floor. Then, a hulking shadow fell over him, and he knew he didn't have much longer to live.