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Date II
If anyone looked up into the sky, they would have seen a green hawk soar through the sky like a bullet.
Beast boy flew as fast as he could to the pier. Not because he wanted to be there on time or because he was worried about his team. No, the reason he was flying so fast was because he was trying to burn off his excess...energy.
Whatever the trouble is, it better be big! He thought frustrated.
From the air, he saw he team on a roof doing recon.
Landing on the roof, he changed back into his human form.
"I'm here." He spoke.
The team turned to see him with mixed reactions.
Starfire was her usual happy self, though she kept it under wraps for business. Cyborg gave his green friend a look of pride. Robin was all business, as usual. Raven however...
"You pig!"
"What?" He asked clueless. I'm here five seconds and she's already mad?!
"I sense lust crawling off you!" She whispered harshly. "What where you doing!?"
This drew the entire team's attention away from the mission.
Oh crud. Beast boy thought. Forgot she was an empath.
"Not important, what the big mission?" He asked the leader.
"It seems that Control Freak is meeting Dr. Change for an alliance." Robin answered. "He's going to use Zinothiom to power his remote, and with the added power..." The leader trailed off. "Who knows, he might actually become a threat."
Beast boy stared at his team leader before his eyes trailed over his teammates.
"You're serious?" He asked in disbelief.
"Yes, I..."
"Dr. Chang and Control Freak." Beast boy spoke annoyed. "Dr. Chang and Control Freak!"
Beast boy jumped off of the roof and turned into a small bird, he slowed his fall.
He walked towards the villains, not even bothering to conceal himself.
"Ah, Beast boy, my rival in television!" CF spoke chattily. "It seems that-"
He never had a chance to finish his villain monologue as Beast boy punched him in the face. The villain fell and stayed down, unconscious from the blow. Dr. Chang, dropped the items in his hand and raised them in surrender.
"Y-You wouldn't hit an old man with glasses would you?" The Dr. asked.
"I'm going to say this once and I want you to listen." Beast boy growled. "If any low class villain ruins my date again, I'll be pissing on their graves!"
The Titans, who had watched the whole thing, where shocked at the display. It was both effective and slightly brutal, not like their green teammate.
He turned back to his team and waved, signaling that it was over.
"Alright, it's over and I'm done!" Beast boy shouted to the roof. "Later!"
With that, he flew off without looking back.
"The balls of blue have made him irritated, yes?" Star asked innocently.
The team looked at her.
"Where are you learning these words Star?"
Beast boy ran.
It was something he rarely did. A brisk walk around town was a rare thing he did to feel like a regular guy. Usually he flew for the feeling of freedom in the sky. Or he swam, to feel that splash of nearly endless sea.
But running.
It was the only thing that he could do that mixed than man and animal in him. He had the feeling he could go anywhere when he pushed himself. It made his blood burn.
He had taken to the roofs of the city. The buildings were close enough to leap across and large enough for a good sprint. And best of all, he was alone.
Wait.
He took another whiff of there air.
A scent? He thought. Human and fragrant, up here?
He relaxed himself to focus on his senses. Letting more of his primal side free for the single purpose.
He heard a pulse, strong and steady. A breath of air escape their mouth.
His head snapped to the direction of the scent.
A shadow, moving across the rooftops. The footsteps were as light as a cat's, and just as silent. Slowly and deliberately, almost taunting him.
It was her!
Not Rose, the girl he went on a date went. It was Ravager, the one that drew him in.
He looked at her. She stood there like a tiger stalking it's prey. She was a top of the chain predator.
Unfortunately for her. He thought. I am the Apex predator.
He began chasing after her.
She was pushing against the limits of the human body! Beast boy really new how to push her, not once has he slowed since he began chasing her and she refused to be the first to show weakness.
Besides, I don't know what he'll do when he catches me. A few ideas came to mind.
Ravager stopped to look at the green hero. It was then that she finally noticed that he seemed to have shifted a bit, not physically. He was still in his base form, but he seemed less...human. He was more animal than ever.
She pushed herself a little harder. She risked a little speed to look over her shoulder again.
He was close. He stayed behind anything he could, from chimneys to other small constructs, all just to stay out of sight. But he never stayed in behind one for very long. He moved from one to another.
A simple glimpse in his eyes actually unnerved her. His usually kind eyes were feral and full of hunger, directed at her.
This was no longer a simple chase, this had become a hunt.
She was the prey, and she had been cornered.
Well Beast boy. She thought as she prepared to face him. You should know more than anyone that cornered prey bare their fangs.
She continued to run, making a sudden change in direction that he failed to notice. He just assumed she was trying to throw him off balance with sudden twists and turns.
It took awhile, but she finally lost him. Not for long, he could find her in moments with scent alone.
A moment is all I need. She thought.
Reaching into her trusty utility sack, not belt, she pulled out her trusty razor wire.
She found a decent spot to tie it off like a trip wire. Letting the wire cut into her hands, she drew some of her own blood. Squeezing them tightly, she forced as much out as she could. Grabbing her jacked, she rubbed some onto it and hung it a few feet away from the wire. It the darkness, it looked like someone was there, and with the smell of blood, it should confuse him enough.
Ravager then found a decent spot to sit and wait, out of sight. Her hands already healed, she waited but not for long.
Beast boy was already coming into sight. He paused to smell the air, obviously catching the scent of blood. He charged the source of the blood, the jacket.
Beast boy jumped over the wire without even sparing them a glance.
He's good. She thought as she watched him take a swipe at the jacket. Only for it to crumble under his hand.
Now! She moved from her hiding place and lunged for him. He managed to grab her wrist and fall onto his back with a roll, tossing her over.
They were up before a second ticked by. Ravager swung a fist at him, but he was faster. He swung an open claw at her wrist, numbing it. He already had his foot swinging towards her head.
Damnit! She thought as she struggled to stand. That last blow really through her off.
He was walking around her, almost like a predator stalking a wounded prey.
"That the best you can do?" She asked as she spit the blood from her mouth.
He raised his claw again and brought them down towards her neck, intent to kill. Ravager managed to roll to the side and stand.
She threw a punch towards him with everything she had. It connected, the blow hit him square in his jaw. Ravager watched as blood flew from his mouth, as well as what she thought were fangs.
She took a moment to examine his lying figure.
Beast boy woke to the smell of smoke. His first thought was danger, either Starfire or Raven was cooking. Then came the smell of nicotine and he calmed, for a second.
No one in the tower smokes. He thought.
He tried to sit up, only to grab his jaw. He felt like someone had used him for boxing practice.
"You're lucky." A voice spoke. "That kind of punch usually kills a person."
"I can see why." He states. "But I'm use to pain and beatings. Where am I?"
Beast boy looked around to see that they were still on a roof, above a bar. Not the one that they were meant to meet in thankfully, but still...
"The place of our first date." She answered. "Romantic, isn't it?"
"You brought us to a bar?" He asked. "Why, wait, how did we get here?"
"Well after you nearly took my head off..." She paused to watch him lower his head. "I dragged you here, what do you remember?"
He held his head as he tried to process what he could.
"I remember running and then..." He faltered. "A hunt."
"A hunt?" She asked. "What was that, it was different than usual."
Beast boy wouldn't meet her gaze and
"I sometimes have a...problem with my animal part." He answered. "Keeping in control is something I have to keep a focus on."
"What happened?" She asked.
He looked her square in the eye as he answered.
"You."
"Me?"
"The minute I met you, I was thrown out of wack." He stated. "That in between the line personality, the way you carry yourself with such deadly confidence, even your scent!"
"I'm like your Black cat huh?" She asked with a smirk.
"Hey hey!" He began waving his arms. "We're strictly DC here!"
"Fine, Catwoman."
"Better." He stated.
There was a moment of silence as she contemplated his words.
"Why fight your instincts?" She asked.
"...You just saw part of the results." He mumbled.
"Garfield." She spoke, using his real name in seriousness. "I'm not bragging when I say I'm one of the best mercs out there, it's a fact." She motioned to the wounds where he struck. "In just a few seconds you almost had me beat, I almost though you were going to kill me. It seems that your instincts are more beneficial then you realize."
"And more of a burden than you do." He retorted.
"Why not eat meat, it's survival of the fittest after all." She stated casually. "An animal has to eat to survive and keep his strength to eat again."
"When I gave up meat, I did it because I wanted to prove I'm still human, not because the animal in me wants it." He states seriously.
"Even an omnivore won't keep the same diet." She stated. "It knows it needs more to stay strong and healthy. When you deny yourself sustenance, you might be denying yourself strength. When was the last time you ate meat?" She asked curiously.
Garfield tensed at the memory. The last time he ate meat was during the incident that 'it' got out. Though he called himself a man at the time, he was more Beast than ever.
"There was an incident with some chemicals." He answered distantly. "Something in me...got out."
"And how did your team react to it?"
"...They tried to put me down." He answered sadly.
This shocked her. "You have a half-demon on your team with anger issues, and the one time you freak out, they treat you like a rabid stray?" He looked away, but he still nodded. "And I thought Boy Blunder was against killing."
She realized she struck a nerve when Garfield didn't say anything.
"Help!" A voice from down below shouted.
Garfield and Rose looked over the edge of the building to the street to see what was happening. Apparently a man was being carjacked from his delivery truck in the middle of the street. He was forcefully yanked from the vehicle by another guy with what appeared to be a gun. The on bystanders just looked on in shock and calmness, but none tried to help.
"Hey, stop that guy!" The victim shouted.
Everyone who saw the even just stared at the man in disbelief. Those that didn't just continued on with their evening as if the robbery hadn't even happen. How often does that have to happen to be considered the norm?
"This night is just full of excitement." Rose sarcastically stated. "Shall we help him?"
"Of course!" Gar answered as if it were obvious. "It's a crime!"
"But it's not a super crime." She stated with air quotations.
"A crime is a crime!" He answered as he jumped from the roof and removed his ring. "Call the cops!"
He turned to an eagle just long enough to glide to the crime in progress. He turned back to human form as he confronted the theft in progress.
"Hey!" Beast boy shouted.
Without turning around, the thief aimed his gun towards the hero and fired. Years of practice avoiding laser saved him from being hit after being shot at near point blank.
Beast boy grabbed the man's arm and twisted it, forcing him to release the weapon. He then turned him around and forced him into a hold he had seen Robin do over a hundred times.
"Get off me you freak!" He shouted.
A gun shot when off and a bullet crashed into the ground an inch away from his head. Both he and Beast boy tensed, looking up, they saw that it was the Ravager who had fired.
"Behave or the next one hits you in the ass cheek." She warned.
It was a full twenty minutes before they heard the police sirens and another five before they actually arrived. When they did, they lazily made their way towards the scene.
"What took you guys so long?" He asked annoyed.
"We were busy." One cop answered.
"Forget it." Rose stated as the hero was about to retort. "Most are probably on the take anyway."
With a sneer, Beast boy turned to check on the victim. It seemed that the man was okay, just a little shaken up.
"Thank you." The man stated. "If you hadn't shown when you did, I would be out of a job if not dead." He handed them one of the boxes that he was shipping. "Take this as my thanks."
Turning to leave, the man wasted no time in getting into his truck to get out of the neighborhood, not that Beast boy blamed him. He paused only long enough to spit at the criminal and the police.
They took a single look inside the package.
"What are we supposed to do with these?" Rose asked.
A smile began growing on Beast boy's face. "I have an idea."
Garfield could barely contain himself, it had been so long since he played a prank on a non Titan. The prospect of someone new was exciting, especially with something this hilarious.
Garfield knocked on the door, Rose stood beside him.
They heard several locks begin to open. Slowly, the door creaked open enough for a man to take a look at them.
"Do I know you?" He asked suspiciously.
"I don't think so." Garfield answered.
"Hello sir, would you like to take a look at our products?" Rose began professionally. "We have an assortment of..."
The door opened a little further, just enough for the man to stick his head out. He eyed the two with growing suspicion.
"Did my wife send you?" He asked.
"No sir." Rose spoke. "But you look like someone who could use some rubber nipples."
The man finally opened the door all the way and took a step out, giving the merc and hero a full view. It was an understatement to say they were shocked by the sight before them.
The man wore an abundance of rubber as clothing. He wore rubber gloves on both his hands and feet. Around his waist was a pair of pants made from rubber. A piece a rubber was pulled over his head, like a make-shift cap.
Rose and Garfield shared an uncomfortable look. This was getting less and less funny by the second.
"How do I know you're not from the F.B.I?" He asked as he glared at them.
"Dude, we aren't F.B.I agents." Garfield spoke honestly.
"Alright, so I made a mistake!" He shouted hysterically. "One mistake! Can't a man start over?!"
Garfield nodded his answer in hopes of placating the man. He didn't want any trouble.
"Uh?" Was all Rose could get out. She was at too much of a loss for words.
"Do I have to keep paying?!" He asked in growing anger. "Huh?!"
"Maybe I should make another mistake!" He stated giddily as he leaned in. "Maybe two more!"
By now the two were actually getting scared. Rose was reaching behind her back for the gun she kept hidden. Garfield was just ready to grab the merc and run away and hope he could forget this ordeal.
"Please dude, I think one mistake is plenty!" Garfield stated desperately as he raised the suitcase like a shield. "Just let me show you what's inside here!" Gar opened the case and reached inside.
"Don't do it man!" He shouted as he raised his arms. "I'm not armed!"
"We just want to sell you some rubber nipples!" Gar shouted as he held one out.
It was just a plain rubber nipple, the kind used on baby bottles. Hesitantly, the man took a look at the item before relaxing.
"Oh, it is a nipple." He stated as he let out a chuckle, which the pair join in, though uncomfortably. "What you must think of me."
You don't know the half of it. They thought as one.
"Forget everything I said." He spoke kindly, not knowing that they never would. "So nipples huh?" He rubbed his chin as he thought it over. "No sir, I don't think I have any need for any."
"Well we're sorry for wasting your time!" They spoke frantically as they tried to leave.
"But I tell you what!" He spoke loudly, stopping them. He looked around to make sure no one was watching him as he reached through his door. "Do you have any rubber walrus protectors?"
He pulled out a half grown, living walrus by the head and held it for them to see. The animal stared blankly at them and was un-moving in the large man's hands. But tears were falling from it's eyes.
Rose and Garfield shared a look before noticing a strange sound from behind the man. Looking behind him, they saw that he had over a dozen more walruses in his home.
Rose finally grabbed her gun and aimed it at the man.
"Alright drop the walrus!" She shouted.
"What do you mean it's not a crime?" Garfield demanded. "The man has fifteen crying walruses in his house!"
He had been on the phone with a cop and was having...trouble. Apparently there was nothing illegal about what this man was doing, but Garfield refused to accept that!
They had tied the man to a chair with some rope and even gagged him. Rose had kept her gun leveled to him, not trusting him in the slightest.
On a plus side, the walruses had stopped crying and were now rubbing against the two in happiness.
"Well fine!" He shouted. "I'll take care of them myself!"
He then slammed the phone onto the receiver, breaking it in a fit of rage. He groaned as he massaged his temples.
"No luck, the cops are useless." Garfield stated.
"Told'ya."
It occurred to Gar what he said and he began blubbering in retaliation. "That proves nothing!"
The merc simply rolled her eye before turning back to their hostage.
"So what're we doing with him?" She asked.
Garfield was silent for a moment before sighing.
"I don't care anymore." He stated wearily. "It's late and I'm going home." He looked at the girl before him and smiled. "Can we have another date soon?"
She smirked as she considered the question.
"I'll call you soon." She answered. "We can have the normal date we promised, no dear dad and no Titans."
The two left the man tied to the chair. Realizing that they weren't coming back, the walruses closed the door themselves and turned back to the bound man. It was time for a good o'l helping of walrus revenge.
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