"I'm sorry! They just called me a few minutes ago!" he said, trying to calm her.
"Oh man, oh man! They'll hate me!" she said, landing on her bed in exasperation.
"We have till noon, and they won't hate you!" he cooed, grasping her cold hands.
Raven looked up into his beautiful eyes. "I hope so," she mumbled, hugging him.
"What about your parents?"
"Oh. Them. I have no business with them," she spat angrily.
"Well, my parents are nothing like me. They, well…" he began, and stopped. He got up and looked at her, then left the room.
Raven stared at him leaving the room, wondering what that sudden drama was for. She pulled the blanket up over her head and fell asleep.
Beast Boy collapsed in a shivering heap when he entered his room. His parents, his creators. He remembered the story too well, his parents wrote it down in their lab reports and journals, and he found out the sad truth of his existence in the worst way possible. He felt a small pinch in the back of his neck. He wanted to read them. He pulled out a large binder and opened it up, and began to read.
July 17th, XXXX My lovely wife has conceived, and she will be happy to experiment with the unborn child. We will commence our lab tests in one month.
August 17th, XXXX Our first tests were successful! We injected the first experimental solution into the womb today. Results should be seen in a few days. This has been tested in rats, but we have no clue what this will do to the child's DNA and genetic information at this point in time.
August 21st, XXXX We see an abnormal growth. A strange sample was taken from the womb. I have run some tests, and it shows strange values of Phosphate and Protein. The embryo seems to live when the levels of chemicals would kill anything else. We plan to inject more at the end of the First Trimester. Monitoring will continue, in hopes our test will be a complete success.
October 29th, XXXX We attempted out second test today. High doses of radiation was aimed at the developing fetus. An initial reaction was seen. The fetus was stimulated into movement, and it slowly began to turn a green color. The mother has not been hurt by these genetic and radiation tests. I am eager to see what my next test will bring, for I am trying to give the child "super-human" powers or abilities.
October 31st, XXXX Today a problem occurred. Joy delivered early, the baby was a miscarriage. I could not let my prototype experiment go to waste, I had to bring it to life. It is now in a chamber and being supported by low radiation and constant chemical injections. The child is a definite green color now, its skin tone must have been affected by the radiation, or possibly the first injection was set off by the radiation. All I can do now is hope for the best.
November 26th, XXXX There seem to be no problems with the child. I transferred it to a new chamber, it is growing at a rapid pace. I have taken a tissue sample from it, and it shows a new base pair. It is not of the basic four of A,T,G, & C. I've labeled these as X and Y. They are not nitrogenous, but they are primarily based of the noble gases. I cannot wait to publish my findings, they will be ground breaking.
January 8th, XXXX The fetus is now showing his true colors. It is a male, and is showing tremendous capabilities. It is twice the size of a normal fetus his age, and he seems to be able to transform into different things. Though not all at once, it goes piece by piece. I hope everything is ok with him.
February 4th, XXXX The fetus died again, but I brought him back to life. He seems stable now, being fed on protein and steroid injections. Only about a month left, then he will be fully developed and ready to be "born".
March 22nd, XXXX He was taken from his chamber today. He is fully functional and capable. He does not cry, he is almost silent. I'm going to try to publish these and our lab test results tomorrow. He will be the shining star of my research. He is labeled #0001.
Beast Boy threw it across the room and cried himself to sleep.
The next morning Raven donned her white cape and went downstairs. She got out the Captain Crunch and poured herself a bowl. Yawning, she gazed lazily at the clock. 11:59.
"Oh, 11:59. They won't be here till," she stopped. "Noon!"
She began to rush around, tossing Beast Boy and her clothes under couches, in closets, throwing away old food, tossing used glasses in the sink. A knock came to the door.
"Oh no!"
The door slid open and two tall people walked in. They wore thick glasses and had bright orange hair. They dressed in blazing white lab coats, and were almost identical except for their figures and the makeup on the woman.
"You must be Raven!" the woman cried, running to her. "I love the white! Where is Lynny, we're dying to see him!" Her voice was high pitched and bubbly, with a light Irish accent. The man stepped forward and looked her over. He opened his mouth to say something when Beast Boy walked in sleepily. He looked over at his parents, kept walking, then stopped.
"Ah! It's noon! Aw, man!" he cried.
"Come here, Lynny!" his mother cried, holding her arms out. He ran to her and hugged her.
His father leaned over and whispered, "You got a good looker there, kid."
"I know," he replied.
"Raven, I'm Dr. Ignatius Winston, and this is my wife, Dr. Joy Winston. It's very nice to meet you," he said, holding out a metal hand.
"You too!" she said, grasping his robotic hand.
"Where will we be staying?" his mother asked.
"Starfire's room, it's the cleanest!" Raven laughed.
They took his parent's stuff into Star's room, and left them there to unpack.
"They like you!" Beast Boy said, grabbing her hands and jumping up and down.
"I think so, too!" she giggled, jumping with him. They hugged and rushed off to the kitchen to make some pizza.
In Star's room, Beast Boy's parents were talking.
"She's a different one," Joy said, putting clothes into an empty dresser.
"I think she's pretty, and a good influence for our son," Ignatius replied, sitting on the bed.
Joy kneeled behind him and began to massage his back. "You know dear, being a scientist doesn't mean your always right," she said quietly.
"Sure, sure. But being a woman doesn't always mean you know everything."
In the kitchen, faces were coated with flour and screams of joy were heard miles away.
"Stop! Stop! I give! I give!" Raven choked out between giggles, her flailing legs knocking over the pizza sauce. Beast Boy stood over her and laughed triumphantly, when Raven pulled him down into a kiss. "You won't win the next tickle fight!"
"You say that every time, Raven. Wow, what a mess. This was supposed to be pizza, wasn't it?" Beast Boy asked.
"I'm pretty sure," Raven said, standing up and looking around. "We should clean it up." A shroud of black surrounded the spilt sauce and levitated it above the garbage and dropped it in. Beast Boy went to work cleaning up the flour. Another pizza was put together, this time without mess.
As they sat on the couch together, Beast Boy's parent's came out.
"Mmm! Something smells delicious!" Joy said, inhaling deeply.
"It's been a while since we've had pizza!" Ignatius agreed.
"Well, you're in luck!" Raven said, levitating from the couch and going over to the oven. She pulled out the pizza, cooked to perfection, and set it on the counter to cool.
As they all took a slice, a quiet knock came to the door. Raven flew to open it and gasped at what she saw. A hollow face stared at Raven, though they looked almost identical. Black hair flowed around her frail figure, deep eyes penetrating into hers.
"Mother?" Raven asked, voice shaking.
"Raven, my daughter!" her mother smiled, grasping her daughter tight. "I've missed you so!"
"How did you know? How did you know anything about me?" she asked, eyes wide in bewilderment.
"A mother's intuition, Raven. I knew the minute you had become betrothed to your fiancé. Where is he? I want to see him!" she said, an eager air in her voice.
Beast Boy stepped up near Raven. "That would be me, ma'am."
Raven's mother stood and stared into him. Her eyes seemed to know what he thought, know what his purpose was. She walked past him and stood in front of the window.
"Our future together is determined by her. If she says no, I must leave this place and I will be auctioned off. That is not uncommon," Raven said, staring deeply at her mother.
"Raven. Come here, my daughter!" Wren said, her voice low and tired.
Raven walked slowly to her mother's side, and looked up at her.
"My dear, I cannot see a future for you in his eyes, in his soul. How anything was to happen between you two…how could the prophecy be wrong?" she said, staring at nothing.
"Wren! What are you saying?" Raven burst out in frustration.
"He is not the one! There is no future! Your prophecy said it would be, but he says it not! You will not bring shame to our family this way!" she said, her voice stern.
"Mother! No! I love him!" Raven yelled back, black swirling around her.
Black flames shot up around Wren, her hair was flowing. "I saw divorce in you future! I will not have my only daughter die from divorce! I'd rather you be auctioned off than to be tortured until you die at the feet of the elders! I don't need you to be killed if it can be avoided!"
"Mother!" Raven's eyes were shimmering, her bottom lip quivering.
"Yes, my daughter?"
"Did you look into my eyes? Did you see anything? Or is this just what you want?"
"I do not want you to be killed!"
"No! You don't want me to be happy! You're jealous! You're using your power over me again! You want be to be sold off, just as you were! You don't want me to have a life of joy!"
Raven's mother smiled. "You've always been too smart. Your insight is keen. You can see through people! You get it from me, my dear! You will not marry that genetic defect! I will not allow it, nor have my grandchildren be crossbreeds! Halves of what could be great!"
"Mother," Raven said, "You won't win this time."
Author's Note: evil music Wow, wonder what will happen next? There's a bigger mystery though. How long will it be before I post again? Ha ha ha ha ha! I get you all tied in and then you get all excited when more comes and then I don't write and then you get sad then I repeat the process. Actually, I don't work that way. I just had laziness and writer's block. Yeah. I'm really sorry to all of you out there. I really have no clue what I'm going to do next. Yeah! Whooo! dances a bit