I'm really sorry I left you hanging there. My dad needed to use the computer for some school stuff, so I had to get off right away. But now you get to hear Beast Boy's story! Yay!

Special thanks to Agent of the Divine One, TeenTitans4evr, and xXx Princess of Dreams xXx. Thanks for the encouragement guys, I needed it. Keep reviewing!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans, and I never will.

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Chapter Two

Once the giggling subsided, everyone turned to Beast Boy who had yet to say anything of his past.

"Friend Beast Boy", Starfire spoke, shattering the awkward silence. "Do you not wish to partake in this act of sharing with us?"

"Yah BB, we hardly know anything about your past" Cyborg threw in. "Not even your birthday!"

"That's 'cause my past is something you just don't want to know", Beast Boy replied stubbornly, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms across his chest. "Plain and simple."

"C'mon Beast Boy", Jinx wheedled two chairs away from the green changeling. "All the rest of us have opened up. It's your turn to tell us about your past."

Everyone began trying to persuade their green friend to talk. Finally, their persistence was rewarded.

Beast Boy leaned forward again, folding his arms on the table. Finally he whispered "Okay, but this'll take a while."

"We've got all night" was the only reply to this softly spoken statement.

Everyone fell into one of the more comfortable silences of that evening as Beast Boy began his tale.

"I was born in a small, African village on December 12. I had blonde hair and blue eyes", Beast Boy said, the words surprising his friends. "My parents were both scientists, their names were Mark and Mary Logan. My mom was a biochemist and my dad was a geneticist. They were in Africa to study the animals, and the difference between human and animal DNA."

"I had a pretty normal childhood, except I grew up petting lions instead of housecats and riding elephants instead of horses." The changing smiled at the memory as he gazed into a candle flame. "I wasn't particularly close to any of the other village kids. Sure, I knew their names, but I liked it better playing in the forest with the animals than spending the day playing games with them. My mom taught me math and science and stuff when she wasn't in the lab, and when she was, I read her and Dad's reports and files along with the encyclopedias I could carry. All-in-all, my life was all right."

Beast Boy's smile faded slowly as he continued. "A couple weeks before my seventh birthday my mom was out sweeping our porch and I was playing close by the jungle's edge. That was when I heard a chattering sound coming from somewhere behind me. My mom had warned me not to wander out of her eyesight, but when I turned around and saw that green monkey, I couldn't help myself but to try to pet it." He was grimacing now.

"I walked towards it slowly, my hand outstretched. I thought it might be a little scared with me so close to it, but I didn't know it would freak out the way it did. It lunged at me before I could react and it bit me on my upper arm." Beast Boy rubbed a spot just below his shoulder blade, as if he had just felt the bite again. He was picturing what had happened while he spoke.

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Mary crashed through the underbrush towards the little clearing where the scream had come from. 'Please be alright, please, please, please', she thought wildly as she run through the last of the brambles. Tears of relief started running down her cheeks when she saw her little boy sitting there.

Garfield felt his mother scoop him into her arms. "Honey, what happened?" It was then that she noticed the retreating, green monkey and the blood on her son's arm.

"What? A green monkey?" she wondered aloud, the disbelief in her voice audible. Then it dawned on her.

"Sakutia" she whispered, her voice weak. Then she started screaming as she ran towards the family's small hut. "Mark! Mark! Come quick! Garfield's been hurt!"

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"What's 'Sakutia'?" Cyborg asked when Beast Boy paused for a breath.

"It's a rare disease", the green teen answered. "It's native to the jungles of Africa and no where else. Sakutia is fatal to humans, but not to animals. That's the only reason I survived it." The others around the table waited for more information.

"My parents concocted an antidote that was able to deteriorate the virus. But there was a side-effect to the cure-"

"You turned green", Jinx said.

"No", Beast Boy gave her a small smile. "That was the side-effect of the virus." The witch got a confused look on her face.

"The monkey?"

"Nope. You see, the locals call it 'Green Fever', because your temperature rockets up and your skin gradually turns grass green over a period of ten days, then you die."

"But the result of the antidote gave me the power to turn into any animal. Though I wasn't aware of it until little over a month later, when my mom was in danger of getting bitten by a Black Mamba. She was reaching down to pick a couple of herbs and hadn't realized she had disturbed the nest of the viper. I started wishing I was a mongoose, because the mongoose is a snake's natural enemy. That was when I morphed and the critter's instincts took over from there. I killed the snake." It was at that time he grinned sheepishly. "Actually, I ate it. After I woke up-I had fainted when Mom pointed out that I was a mongoose-I seriously began thinking about going vegetarian." The Titans all cracked up at that one, and was a few minutes until Beast Boy could continue.

"My parents didn't want anyone else to know about my abilities. So I morphed only two times that year. The first time was the mongoose, and the second was a parrot." All around the table, grins came up at Beast Boy's second choice. Only Beast Boy himself wasn't smiling. "I used it to get off the boat that—". Beast Boy paused for an instant, but continued, "That my parents died on."

Beast Boy looked down at his hands, which were fidgeting in his lap. "It was my seventh birthday, and, as a present, they were taking me down river to a lake for a camping trip." Tears started to shimmer in his emerald eyes. "They never made it. The steering gears jammed, and we missed the stream off the river. I got away by turning into a bird, but—", he drew in a shaky breath, "—but they went….over the waterfall."

"I was taken back to the village by some hunters, and a search was sent out. Their bodies were found the next day." Beast Boy had squeezed his eyes shut, but some tears still leaked out. "The chief took me in for awhile, but I couldn't handle it. I couldn't deal living there while they were dead, so I left. I just started flying; I didn't care where I went, just so that I got away from that place. And that's how I ended up in the States."

"When I finally stopped, I realized I wasn't in Africa anymore. White people were everywhere and I couldn't understand the language." Beast Boy wiped away the few tears that had trailed down his cheeks and continued. "I hung out by what I thought was a market, and, by the end of that first afternoon, I had a basic understanding of English."

"My first couple of days taught me you had to be cautious in big places like that. I found out that not all people were honest like my parents." The changeling briefly shook his head, so that his green hair waved a bit. "So I began fighting fire with fire. I became a thief."

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Shock! Beast Boy? A thief? Outrageous!

Anyone with any information concerning Beast Boy's past, please tell me. I'm begging you!

Also, WANTED: SEVERAL IDEAS FOR STORY!

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