Chapter 5: The Call
Beast Boy entered the room and listened to the door close behind him. The room was small and sparsely furnished. A bed occupied most of the room. A lit oil lamp sat on a small table next to the bed. This was the only light in the room. There were no windows and thus no escape. Beast Boy sat on the bed. He heard the sound of straw crinkle under him. A rough sheet covered the bed and there was a blanket folded at the foot of the bed.
Beast Boy placed his elbows on his knees and sank his head in his hands. How was he going to get out of this? Even if he could get out, where would he go? An overwhelming feeling of dread overcame him. What if he could never go home?
He closed his eyes trying to fight back the tears and sighed deeply. If he ever got back he promised himself he'd never complain about his housemates again.
Beast Boy thought he heard his communicator go off. He paused and listened then fumbled through his shirt and quickly pulled it out.
"Beast Boy, are you ok?" Cyborg's voice echoed in the room.
"Man, you don't know how glad I am to hear you," Beast Boy replied half in tears after hearing his friend's voice.
"Do you have any idea where you are?" Cyborg replied.
"In my worst nightmare," Beast Boy quickly replied. "Get me the hell out of here will you?"
"Whoa, Beast Boy," Cyborg countered. "We can send Raven for you but we need to know where you are."
"I'm in some house somewhere," Beast Boy replied unsure how else to respond.
"That helps," Ravens voice interjected.
"God damn it Raven! Stop screwing around with me. I wanna get out of here!" Beast Boy snapped. Raven heard the fear in her companion's voice and was suddenly overwhelmed with a sudden feeling of guilt. If she had only believed him maybe he wouldn't be in the danger he was in.
"Beast Boy calm down, we're going to get you out of there but you've got to help us find you," Cyborg interrupted trying to get him calmed down and focused. He was sure his friend was on the verge of a breakdown. "We need a time period and place to start looking. Have you seen or heard anything that will help us find you."
Beast Boy paused for a minute trying to think of something that would help his friends. "Um, there's no electricity here, and no cars either."
"Good," Cyborg replied cautiously. "Anything else?"
"Well I'm with some guy called Augustus, he seems to be important." Beast Boy felt more focused as his nerves began to steady. "There was some sort of mutiny where I came in. It was pretty bad, we barely got out. One of the guys said we should go to Gaul, does that help any?
"Good job Beast Boy," Cyborg replied in encouragement. "That should help us get a fix on you. Do you remember anything else?"
"Well they were pretty pissed at my purple shirt," Beast Boy continued as the events from earlier in the day began to flow more clearly. "This Augustus guy is dressed in purple. Do you think that's why they were mad at me?"
"I don't know," Cyborg calmly replied.
"Oh, and Augustus had the letters X and P on his shield. Maybe those are his initials," Beast Boy's thoughts were gaining momentum. He then remembered something that he had overlooked before. "The guy I rode with earlier had a large collar on him, like a crude necklace of some kind. I almost forgot about that." Beast Boy paused momentarily. "It had some letters on it; I, V, L, M, A, I."
"Ok, Beast Boy sit tight, we're on our way," Cyborg replied. "Keep your communicator on so Raven can get a lock on you. Hopefully she'll find you before Warp does."
"Any port in a storm at this point. I'll keep my communicator on," Beast Boy continued. "Thanks guys."
Beast Boy looked up as he heard the door latch engaged. He quickly put his communicator away just as the door swung open.