InSaNiTy 1o1: Frog Spawn? Sorry, that's a little hard to find. Maybe I could handle something easier, like petroleum or something (hehehe). It's before, it's after The Prophecy, but before The End. I haven't seen those last episodes, so I didn't know he would be defeated, but it sorta figures, so no worries there. I'm sorry if it got confusing, I was in a complicated situation with the story and couldn't make it much clearer. I think it's Marilyn Monroe. NO! Not my socks! ANYTHING but my socks! Ironically, my mom came into my room today and threatened me with disownment if I didn't get rid of a few of my old socks (the drawer was full to bursting). I don't wanna die! I'm updating, I'm updating!

jenny: Thanks, I will.

Child of Blood: (stares speechless). Wow. I'm honestly, HUGELY flattered that anyone would go through so much trouble to read a story of mine. Thank you very much. That was pretty much the angle I was looking for. (blushes) Why, thank you. Your wish is my command.

Well, here we go:

Anger. Blinding, seething, writhing anger. It pulsed through Terra's veins, contracting and relaxing in a quick sequence until she felt her head throbbing. It took control of her senses, ensnaring any rational thought she might have had and obliterating it before it had a chance to make itself known. Her hands had long ago lost any feeling, so tightly were they clenched inside her thick gloves.

Use your anger. Let it fuel your actions. It will make you stronger.

Terra clenched her teeth. Now, now, of all the times to remember that hateful voice! With a violent thrust of the head she shut it out of her mind, never slowing her stride. Now is not the time.

Now is never the time.

There was no time for that, all that mattered was getting as far away from any other life forms as possible. Terra concentrated on her pace. She barely registered the sound of her boots thudding dully against the cold, hard floor of the hallway, the sound echoing eerily, clashing with the sound of faster footsteps coming up behind her.

Whatever it is, she thought as her feet picked up speed, I seriously don't want to hear it.

"Terra! Terra, wait up, hold on a second!"

Beast Boy. "Back off, Beast Boy. Just back, off," muttered Terra, in a voice she barely recognized as her own. To her shock, it reminded her of the dreadful tones she had used when she was Slade's apprentice. Was a person's character so well reflected by the pitch of their voice?

"Terra, stop, stop for a minute, just STOP!" The changeling had grabbed onto Terra's wrist at that last exclamation, and forced her to turn around.

Terra wrenched her wrist out of B.B.'s grasp. "What do you want!" Terra half-yelled, getting into his face, both fists clenched protectively in front of her.

Beast Boy didn't bat an eye. He grabbed Terra's shoulders. "I want you to calm down for a sec. Please, Terra, please, just cool down and talk to me."

Terra opened her mouth, with every intention of sending him to hell, but her gaze fell on B.B.'s familiar face. Those messy green bangs. Those wide, innocent eyes, looking intently at her. Those elfish ears. That adorable little fang forever jutting out of his mouth, even when it was shut in a grim contortion, as it was now. Something came over Terra, and she knew she didn't have the strength to fend off her one, true, best friend.

The earth-shaker took a deep breath, and let her hands, and her walls, fall. She let her stare fall to the ground, unable to meet his eyes.

Beast Boy's gaze never wavered. "Terra?"

She looked up, and without a word, took his hand, and led him to her room, which was only a few feet away. Only when the door hissed shut, and Terra was sure they were out of ear-shot, did she muster the courage to return Beast Boy's gaze. The look that passed between them spoke volumes.

Beast Boy hesitated, unsure what to say.

"Terra…," started B.B., gesturing uselessly with his hands, "What…what happened in there?" he asked for what seemed the millionth time that night.

Now it was Terra's turn to hesitate. The former anger she had harnessed in the form of speed now evaporated faster than she could have imagined. Suddenly, she felt very, very tired.

"I already told you. We had a fight. We were just arguing, and then…" Terra turned away. B.B. waited. She took a deep breath.

"I was angry. I was angry about that battle with Cinderblock. I was angry about my powers. I was angry at Raven for never trusting me. No, scratch that. I was glad she didn't trust me. I was angry at all of you for doing so."

Though that last bit didn't make much sense to Beast Boy, he knew better than to interrupt.

"And then Raven comes on staring at me, you know, just looking at me, measuring me, judging me…and that pissed me off, so I decided to pick a fight."

"I know it seems dumb now," she continued, "but something inside me snapped. I said some things, okay, some stupid things…and then she jumped me!" Terra concluded, waving her hands around wildly. Her lip was still pulsing rather uncomfortably, not to mention her nose.

"Is it any wonder why?" Beast Boy growled at Terra, his voice losing all sympathy, sounding as cold and unforgiving as Robin's had a moment ago.

Terra was taken aback. "I thought you were on my side," she protested, raising a hand to her chest.

Beast Boy glared at Terra. "Do you have any idea how much damage you caused with those things you said? You said horrible things, Terra. How could you do that?"

He took a step forward. Terra unconsciously stepped back. "How could you rub those things in Raven's face? Her parents, her powers, the prophecy…" Beast Boy turned away, disgusted, as though the words left an unpleasant aftertaste in his mouth. "How could you do that? Why do you always do that?"

Terra's expression slowly turned from shock to coldness. "So…," she muttered sourly, crossing her arms in front of her, "you're sticking up for her, are you?"

Beast Boy grabbed Terra's arms and shook her before she even realized he had moved.

"DON'T YOU GET IT!" he screamed in her face. "This isn't about Raven! It's about you! Why do you keep doing this! What do I have to do to prove to you that you matter to us? How many times do we have to forgive you to make you feel appreciated? WHY DO YOU HURT THE PEOPLE WHO CARE ABOUT YOU!"

Terra's eyes widened with fear. She had never seen Beast Boy like this. His eyes were wild with fury, he panted slightly, and his grip on her made her arms go painfully numb. She stood stock still, not knowing what to do or say.

Before she could give it much though, however, the changeling suddenly released his grip on her. He turned away, as though he couldn't bear to look at her anymore. Terra remembered that look all too well. That look of utter loathing. Just like the last time she had betrayed them. Like I'm something worthless. Terra's former anger began to take hold of her once more. It was like a bad film, being played over and over again.

Anger, betrayal, revenge. Those are the only tools you'll ever need.

Beast Boy roused her from her thoughts with another interjection.

"It's always the same," he muttered, eyes averted as though he was loath to look at her. "I try to help, you push me away. I give you anther chance, and you hurt me till I can't think straight."

He threw her a look that screamed revulsion. "I think the only other person who hurts more with words than you is Slade."

The changeling touched a nerve. Terra's shock registered all over her face. Her body went rigid, her expression blank. Tremors went up and down her spine. For a moment, she didn't move. Then, slowly, her eyebrows knitted together, and her sapphire eyes regained their frosty disposition.

"That's right," she uttered viciously. "It's always me. I never do anything right. The only thing I've ever brought to you and your team is trouble."

Beast Boy merely stared at her.

Now it was Terra who took a step forward, her whole body shaking with anger. "I don't feel. I don't think. I just hurt, is that right? I just injure your precious teammates. I just waste your precious chances."

The pair of them stood facing each other, neither taking their eyes off the other.

Beast Boy said doggedly, "That's not what I meant. Terra, I'm…I'm tired of this. It's like a broken record. None of us wants to hurt you. We all just wanna help you."

"Well, maybe I don't need your help," exclaimed Terra roughly. "Maybe I don't need your chances. Maybe I'd be better off without any of you. Maybe I should just leave."

Beast Boy fell silent, shocked and dismayed by her response. "Terra, you can't leave. You're my friend. I'm your friend. You're part of this team too, y'know, even if you don't feel that way now," he said, holding his hands out to her.

Terra turned her face away. "I can't stay here. Not after what just happened."

"I already said it, we're not trying to hurt you. Not even Raven. She was just fighting back. You both were. She didn't deserve those things you said to her," Beast Boy said sternly. "And besides…what's Raven ever done to you?"

Terra bared her teeth, anger flaring up again. "What has she done to me? What has Raven done to me? The same thing you've all done! God, I'm so sick of this!"

She put her hands over her ears, as thought trying to block out things B.B. couldn't hear. "You all look down your noses at me! I'm just a problem, an equation with no solution. I'm sick of you all judging me! I'm just never going to be good enough for you, am I!"

"Jeez, Terra, WE'RE NOT JUDGING YOU!" Beast Boy shouted, exasperated. "The only one who's judging you is yourself! And we get caught in the middle of it!"

"FINE! I'll leave you out of this then. This just isn't worth it!" Terra screamed back, tears creeping into the back of her throat. She spun around, and stormed toward the door.

"Is that your solution to everything?" Beast boy yelled after her. "Running away again won't make the pain go away!"

Terra stopped short two inches away from the door. Beast Boy watched at her anxiously, forgetting his anger.

"Terra…please. Don't leave. I can help you. But you have to stop running away. If you just face everything, face what happened to y…"

"YOU JUST DON'T GET IT BEAST BOY!" roared Terra, spinning around. Beast Boy noticed tears brimming in her eyes. The sight of them bruised his heart.

Terra stood shaking before him, but this time not with anger, but regret.

"I can't do it, I just can't do it! I can't face what happened. It hurts too much, everything just hurts too much! I'm better off alone anyway!"

Terra was so angry at herself, that she said the one thing she knew would drive Beast Boy away from her. "Why don't you go comfort that witch, she could probably use it more than me!"

"DON'T YOU EVER CALL HER THAT!" bellowed Beast Boy, striding forward and towering over Terra in his anger. For a moment, she thought he was going hit her. "DON'T…CALL…HER…THAT!"

Terra stared at Beast Boy, opened her mouth as though she was about to say something, then closed it again. Without another word, she whirled around, pushed the button that opened the door, and left Beast Boy with only his thoughts and regrets to accompany him.

A/N: Wow. That was really, REALLY hard to write! Really tough to squeeze out, like orange juice from an orange. I'm worried this chapter didn't portray what I tried so hard to. I'm sorry this is taking so long, things had been tough for a while and I couldn't concentrate. I was also working out a some kinks with the story. Now that it's sorted out, things might move more smoothly. In case anyone wanted to know.

Jambey