Okay. This chapter gets into some details on the Slade/Terra relationship and maybe a little hint about the BB/Terra relationship. cough Anyway, I'd appriciate it if you guys that are reading this would review. The little purple button is your friend, you know. And tanks for my loyal reviewer too. You know who you are...

The changeling flipped through the pages of the diary once more, angry that the story wasn't finished. "Dude, part two maybe?" Beast Boy pulled himself to his feet still grasping the leather bound book in his hand. He didn't know why, but something was definitely drawing him towards the school, the book maybe, but more a sound coming from the school. It sounded like someone was screaming, or crying or something. Cautiously, the green teen slinked forward as a cat and perched himself on the sill of an open window, not without stowing the diary in his jumpsuit again.

On the outside, Murakami School might have seemed like the model high school to send your child. On the inside, it looked that way as well. But what Beast Boy was seeing now cloaked by the shadows of night falling while perched on the windowsill, made him think twice. The room he was looking into was your average classroom, but the set of three adolescents and the slightly graying man were just not normal. The guy was obviously Brother Blood and he recognized two out of three of the kids instantly. One was the midget boy genius Gizmo and the other was the genetically altered giant Mammoth. But if Jinx was on the Titans side now, who was the third graduate?

Oh, just another of the rotating H.I.V.E. F.I.V.E. members, Kid Wykkyd. The question was, though, how did Blood get his body back? Out of pure instinct, the cat slipped under the glass of the open window and quietly crept underneath one of the desks in hopes of hearing part of their plan. Unfortunately, Blood and company had decided to blow this Popsicle stand by way of Kid Wykkyd's teleportation abilities. The changeling did manage to catch the last few sentences however.

"Why are you working for that guy anyway, Blood?"

"I owe him a favor. Besides, if we want to catch a cat we need a mouse."

"And you think that girl can be our mouse to catch those snot-nosed Titan cats?"

"I know so, Gizmo especially that shape-shifting one. He cares for her so much and yet she runs away from him. That slip up cost us…"

"I am sorry, Blood, I did not mean for her to see…"

"Mammoth, what's done is done. As long as we finish off the Titans, I will no longer owe anything to Slade, and as an added bonus the Teen Titans will be out of our hair. Forever." That was when the mute H.I.V.E. graduate seemed to sense another presence and blanket the four of them in his teleporting ability and get them as far away as possible.

That left one baffled Beast Boy behind them, standing in the middle of room 107 with his head cocked to one side. "'Kay. Blood's back and they want Terra because they know I'll come and get her which means the other Titans will come and get me which means we'll all be captured which means it'll be all my fault when we're dead." The green shape-shifter had been making an arrow motion with his hand and with each 'which means' he spoke it twisted and turned. By the time his run-on sentence ended his arm was twisted the length of the room and into the hallway.

"Dude, I'm like rubber band boy!" Beast Boy sighed before rolling the length of his arm in the classroom up around his shoulder and filing out, following the trail his arm left and picking it up along the way. When the changeling finally found his gloved hand it was lying on top of something that looked all too familiar. Reeling in his arm like a fishing pole, the shape shifter examined the leather bound book. "Okay, weird much. I thought I put this in my-"

He stopped dead in his tracks as he opened a compartment of his jumpsuit revealing an almost identical book. The major difference between the two was the one he had read was clean and the one he had just found was caked with a fresh coat of dirt and was ripped up in places. He replaced the one he had read in his pocket and examined the new one with raised eyebrows. "Dude, it's the sequel!" Beast Boy hissed, tracing the word 'Terra' upon the cover of the dusty book. If she had left it here it was really battered for just school. Then again, herds of rampaging teenagers were almost as dangerous as a stampede of elephants around lunchtime.

"Maybe I should check it out, make sure it's safe." Okay, so the green changeling wanted to see what she had to say after the betrayal, but it could have been a booby trap planted by Blood. As he cracked open the diary, a series of photos rained down upon the tiled floor. Beast Boy bent down to pick them up, but stopped with his arm halfway extended and in a stooped position. One of ten pictures was facing up, but he only needed to see one to know what the rest were.

This particular photo was one of a bruised and blushing Beast Boy, a bump upon his head and a steady stream of drool hanging out of his mouth. The source of the blushing was revealed to be Terra with an arm around him, one eye open and her free hand in a peace sign. The shape-shifter sank to the ground and picked up the picture, running a gloved hand over the smooth surface of the pair of them. "She kept these?" Beast Boy murmured slowly turning them all over. One of Terra hugging a puppy Beast Boy, one of the pair of them making hideous faces, the one where she had punched him in the face, and many more, each one bringing back another quick flash of remembrance in his mind. "I wondered where these went…"

He gathered the set of photo booth pictures and set them neatly into the spine of the book before settling himself against the wall, eyes closed. "Here it comes, the truth. I finally get to see what she felt after I said…After I broke that promise." Beast Boy cracked one eye open and then the other as he began to read, a look of dawning realization on his face.

February 15th

Well, I did it. I asked Beast Boy out and I broke up with him all in one night. It had been so perfect at the carnival. I even almost got my first kiss from the only boy I've ever really cared about. But then Slade showed up. He ruined that moment and he even told Beast Boy about…our deal. He promised he'd always be my friend no matter what, but how could I blame him? I sold myself and all of the Titans to Slade for control and love…Except I could have had love without Slade. How could I be so stupid? Now I lost that feeling and Beast Boy forever. I can't finish this. Slade's looking over my shoul-

It ended there. Beast Boy wasn't sure he wanted to know what had made Terra stop writing, but whatever Slade had done had knocked some sense into her apparently for the next entry which was inscribed on the same page had an entirely different view.

What I wrote earlier wasn't me. This is me. Slade and I had a talk. Beast Boy betrayed me as much as I betrayed him. I thought we were even. Slade told me otherwise. He said Beast Boy still had something of mine, my emotions and my feelings. I need to get those back if I ever want to feel complete again. To do that I have one thing to do: destroy Beast Boy and the Teen Titans once and for all. They have my feelings and I need them back to be happy. Once they're gone it will be just me and Slade…And I'll be happy…

Terra

The changeling took a deep breath, a pang of sadness and anger throbbing just above his ribcage. "I think I like it better when she thinks I did something to her then when she put it all on herself…" Beast Boy stood shakily, closing the diary and unconsciously running his hand over the cover. Something was sticking out of the pages, though, and he did notice that. He pulled the scrap of paper from its place and read it aloud. "Today I realized something. I can never have a dad. I can only have a father. Slade hit me today like Dad used to. I'm not even good enough for him anymore. If I can't be good enough for him, I can never be good enough for Beast Boy. I guess I'll just have to…" Beast Boy paused shaking his head slowly, "work my way up."

His eyes closed in pity and anger at Terra's written thoughts, her voice ringing in his ears. "She thought she wasn't good enough for me," he whispered morphing into a green dog and carrying the diary in his mouth. His tail hung between his legs as he paced himself through the school finally finding an open window and leaping out of it. Once in the fresh air he re-morphed into a hawk and carried the book in his talons, now only a spec of green against a black horizon filled with stars.

B&P

"Do you think that thing's working on its own?" Robin's voice echoed through the Tower as he leaned against the kitchen counter, arms crossed over his chest as Cyborg stood behind him, rummaging through the refrigerator.

"I dunno, man." The bionic teen opened a jar and sniffed it before placing it back inside the fridge and closing the door. "It doesn't seem smart enough to be doin' it all by itself, y'know?" Cyborg paused with a deep sigh. "What do you think, Rob?"

"Same thing you did." The Boy Wonder shook his head slowly before letting out a dull groan. "Slade isn't exactly one for sending giant shape-shifting creatures into the city. He's usually a little stealthier then that. Who else?"

Cyborg's human eye narrowed slightly as he began pouring mix into the waffle maker. "…Blood," he finally growled, shaking his head forcefully. "But he was dead. Worse then dead."

"Slade was dead, too, remember?"

"So?"

"I'm just saying villains aren't exactly mortal sometimes." Robin shrugged slightly before gearing the conversation away from dangerous waters. "Hey, make me a few too?"

"Yeah."

In the living room Raven was meditating and Starfire was gazing intently at the television screen which was showing Romeo and Juliet modernized. "Friend Raven, what is this? Correct me if I'm wrong but does the play not go 'It is the west and Juliet is the sun?'"

"Yes, Starfire."

"Then tell me, why does this Ro say 'Yo, Jules, you know you're the bling to my ice?'"

"It's a modern version, Starfire," Raven deadpanned eyes jammed shut as she tried to find her center while explaining to the alien girl. "They try to make the classics easier to understand for people like Beast Boy who can't process old English."

"Speaking of friend Beast Boy-"

"I wasn't speaking of him. I was just using the little dunce as an example…"

Starfire ignored Raven's interruption and continued. "Where is our shape shifting teammate?"

Robin shrugged one shoulder as Cyborg dolled out a stack of waffles in front of him. "He said he needed some alone time. I let him have it." The Boy Wonder's eyes widened considerably at the golden brown delights before him. "Wow, Cy, these look…"

"Best batch I've ever made," Cyborg stated proudly, his plate already clean in front of him. "Anyway, I'm sure BB's fine. Don't go all spastic on me. Besides, if we really need to find him I can track the little man by his communicator frequency." This statement earned him three sets of staring eyes and the bionic teen seemed to take the hint. "Ya'll want me to find him, huh?"

"We might need him if that thing decides to show up again," Robin murmured patting his now full stomach as he slid a clean plate forward on the counter.

"I would like Beast Boy to partake in the wonderment of this modern classic with me." Starfire's eyes were wide in amazement as Romeo followed his Juliet into an underground rave.

"I'd say I'm outnumbered." The empath in the corner mumbled dully, eyes closed and center found once more.

"All righty then. A few tweaks here and…" Cyborg trailed off, eyebrow raised.

"What is it?" The Boy Wonder mumbled catching the bionic teen's gaze.

"It says BB's in the Tower. He's in his room." The titanium Titan shook his head slightly. "I guess we should just leave him alone, huh? You think he still thinks he saw Terra back there?"

"I dunno. Maybe he's just depressed that she didn't come see him. I mean her statue is gone…" Robin sighed heavily before raising his arms over his head and flopping onto the couch next to Starfire. "Tell you what, Star. I'll enjoy the movie with you. How's that?"

"That is…most enjoyable, Robin." The alien girl giggled considerably as Romeo and Juliet shared their first kiss causing the Boy Wonder to redden considerably. Starfire leaned into Robin, resting her head upon his chest. "Perhaps someday we shall share another of these earth signs of affection?" She whispered a dull glint in her eyes.

"Perhaps," he squeaked back, trying to ignore the pounding of his heart in his chest.

Raven's eyes snapped open as she sensed the strong emotion coming from her two teammates. She landed on the floor and cast the pair of them a sideways glance before shaking her head slowly and retreated to the hallway towards her own room. "The warm fuzzy feeling is starting to make me sick," she muttered to Cyborg who was following in her footsteps.

"I dunno. I think it's kinda cute how Robin blushes…"

B&P

Yes, Beast Boy was back in the Tower and yes he was held up in his room for what he counted as the fourth time this week. But this time he actually had a reason. Okay, so reading up on your ex-best friend's life wasn't exactly a good reason to lock yourself away from human contact, but it was in fact a reason. Currently the shape-shifter had completely blocked out the rest of the world including the fact that he had witnessed Brother Blood and some of his little minions brewing a plan. Actually, ever since he'd found this second volume of Terra's diary he'd kind of forgotten he witnessed that at all.

Beast Boy was hanging off the bottom bunk of his bed on his back, head over the side and legs resting against the wall. The diary was resting on his stomach rising and falling with his every breath. Did he dare go on? Could he? Should he? Hell yeah. His hand reached for it and he brought it down to his eye level, the selection of pictures from Terra's life now in a neat pile to his left. "Okay, you can do this, Beast Boy. It won't hurt. It's just what she thought at the time…" He coaxed himself to read it, as if the words were going to bite his head off at any given moment.

February 17th

Today's the day. Slade said I'm getting better, which is good considering all the bruises I'm getting. Oh well. Battle scars never hurt a girl. He still didn't say I was ready, but he told me it has to be done today. Why? I don't really know, but right now I don't care. As long as what he says is true, after I get rid of the Teen Titans he'll be proud of me and I'll be happier for it. But there's still this part of me in the back of my mind…Beast Boy- the Titans- they're my friends. Or they were anyways. But maybe they should have thought of my feelings before they betrayed my trust. Raven once told me that you have to earn trust. We'll they earned mine and broke it…So I guess this is what they deserve, right?

Terra

Taking a deep breath the shape-shifter withdrew a loose page in the diary, not daring to voice his opinions of this entry aloud. It was strange, really, because Terra was sitting there writing this, telling him that she didn't care about him anymore…But he knew she did care because she mentioned names, Beast Boy, Raven. If she hadn't cared there was no doubt in his mind it would have been merely 'The Titans' as all of the villains of the past had referred to them, and there was the matter of this slip of paper…

It was wadded up into almost a square, almost like it was a note waiting to be read. Beast Boy slowly unfolded it feeling his heart rate speeding up and breathing getting quicker. The green changeling smoothed the creases out of the bit of notebook paper that didn't match any of the pages of the diary. He was avoiding reading this… whatever it was because he thought it would make the swirling of emotions he was feeling worse. Curiosity seemed to get the better of him, though, because he did finally bring himself to read the note.

Beast Boy,

I know you're never going to read this and if you do you'll be thinking 'wow, this traitor liked me?' or something. But you don't understand. No one does. I never told anyone my side of the story because I was afraid to bring the past up. If it was in the past it couldn't get me. So I ran away from my problems. I can't do that anymore, though, Beast Boy. I'm about to destroy the city- and you with it. I don't know what's happening to me, Beast Boy, and it's scaring me. I just need to sit with you and talk, but I can't do that now. I already chose my path and it's not a good one. I just need to say one thing, though. Beast Boy- I don't know if you felt the same way about me…but I really cared for you, still do. The thing is I really…I l-

It ended. Bolting upright in his bed and ignoring the crash of his skull on wood, Beast Boy tried to scan the letter for any sign of what that 'l' word was supposed to be. Like, love, learn? It could have been anything! There were no erase marks, so most likely she either started the letter and forgot about it or she was writing it and got pulled away. The shape-shifter was betting for the second option more then the first…But you never know. "Terra," he moaned rubbing the spot where his head had hit the top bunk, "If you're trying to tear me apart it's working."

Beast Boy leaned his back against the wall and pulled the diary toward him again; in reading the note he had dropped it upon the floor. The green teenager yawned widely before flipping through the book. There were a few more entries. He vaguely wondered if this included her return or if there were just many entries about how she took over the city. No, why would it be in the school if it had nothing about her current life? "Only one way to find out."

He flipped the pages lightly before finding it, the entry he was looking for a letting out a dull gasp. The page was completely torn from the spine and taped back in messily making him think that she had torn it out and replaced it later. Why, he didn't know exactly, but Beast Boy wouldn't let that stop him from reading on.

February 19th?

I'm not actually sure of the date anymore. I'm not even sure of what I'm doing anymore. The Titans…I got rid of them and now the city is ours to control. But I feel kind of empty…I don't really know if it's because we ran all the citizens out or if it's because of Robin, Cyborg, Raven, Starfire and…Beast Boy. I didn't care when I drowned Raven in mud or when I knocked Cyborg down a bottomless pit. I didn't give a damn when I disposed of Robin or Starfire. The only time I really felt doubt was when I threw that line back in Beast Boy's face. I didn't really…want to get rid of him or any of the others. It was just…that line made it seem like…'I don't have any friends, remember?' It was like revenge…It was revenge enough seeing the look on his face. Getting rid of them was worse, way worse…But I did it anyway to please the man who took the place of my father…

Same day

I don't know where the Titans are and I don't particularly care. Thing of it is, they shouldn't be dead. I made sure they didn't actually die, because I still have a small part of me- the old me- inside. I gave Raven air bubbles, I made sure they all wound up in the same 'bottomless' cavern. So they can all die of carbon monoxide poison together or something. As long as they aren't anywhere near me or Slade when we scour the city, I don't care. Did I ever care? Yeah, I used to care what they thought of me. Those days have passed, though, and the only person I need to please is Slade. After training today, yeah we trained on the day we took over the city, go figure, we talked. He made me realize that if I ever want to make everyone- Brion, the Titans- see me for the power I really have this is what I have to do. And the up side is I get a father figure, too. My mind is still kind of screwed up, though. Seeds of doubt planted at an early age don't help much, but the city is ours, and today

It faded off. What the hell. Beast Boy reread it. He had always wondered…Had it been a coincidence they all magically wound up in the same cavern? Terra had wanted them alive. Why? Beast Boy didn't have a doubt in his mind that the silver of the real Terra still in her had made her save them. Slade was in her mind, and she didn't even know of the neural suit controlling her body yet. The shape shifter gave a heavy sigh before closing the book and pushing it off to the side. He lay on his bed staring out the window at the night sky. "You always loved the stars, Terra. When I can count all those stars I'll stop caring about you the way I do…"