Hey guys Solo Gamer here! I've received a few reviews about people that think I should continue this and make it into a full story. I was thinking the same thing, but didn't know if I'd have time to do it while I write my other story Hydromancer. I thought about it and decided what the hell, let's continue this! So here is the continuation and next chapter of The Beast Inside! Hope you enjoy!
When Logan woke up the world was on fire.
As his emerald eyes slowly opened and his senses began to take in the outside world the smell of fire and brimstone filled his nostrils, and his ears took in the distant crackling of flames and the dull whine of the wind. The grass clearing and the forest it was in was all reduced to blackened earth and ash, all but the circle of grass he was sitting on. He stood and looked up to the black sky and growled, it was a deep echoing noise that clearly voiced his displeasure. It was painfully obvious something wasn't right. He could sense a large source of energy, so large that he could sense it from over two hundred miles away. Whatever it was, it was probably the cause of the state of the world.
He stood up and from the mountain side he was currently standing on got a clear shot of the surrounding area from miles around. The nearest town appeared to be over ten miles to the west, the same direction that the energy was coming from. He reached into himself into the core of his power, an action that was now second nature to him after his years of doing it, and leaf green energy started to pour out of him. It wasn't long before it took the form of a small ten foot dragon. The changeling was situated in the middle of the energy construct, moving it with his limbs and mental intent; he gave a one flap with his giant wings and lifted off into the air in the direction of the town.
It was only took him around five minutes to reach the town, then again when you're an energy dragon that can reach speeds of up to six hundred mile per hour then it wasn't really that much of a feat. He let the energy dissipate as he passed over the town and began to plummet as gravity took a hold of him. He fell fifty feet until his feet touched down, impacting the ground where he landed with a resounding thud. He looked around and immediately noticed something wrong. The town was in no way large, probably only a population of around ten thousand, but even so that's still a lot of people. Well, all those people were now turned to stone, frozen in place as they went about their daily lives without a care in the world. He approached a pair of statues, a little girl and her father, both with smiles on their faces as they looked at each other. They never saw this coming.
The growl that the changeling had let out before had been one of annoyance, now this one was of anger. It rumbled out of his chest in deep waves, his fanged teeth clenched and shining while his clawed hands were curled into fists. His old hero instincts were kicking in, and for the first time in years he didn't try to suppress them in fear of hurting someone. No, he let them bubble up and overtake his being. He'd secluded himself for years in order to get a hold on himself, to come to terms with what he was. If he was honest with himself he'd achieved that months ago, but was too afraid to come back to civilization in case he relapsed. He had stopped being a hero, stopped being himself, and stopped being a human in order to save not only himself but those around him. It was a lonely three years.
No more…
He knew he was ready, and from the looks of things the world needed his help. No more hiding, no more seclusion. He may not be able to be what he once was, he may not be able to go back to being a human, or as human as he was, but he could still be a hero, and it was time to fight. First things first, he had to get to the thing that caused all this. He knew it had to be magical in nature because if it was a natural disaster then his enhanced animal senses would've alerted him to it long before it happened, plus he didn't know of a natural disaster that could turn the world into hell on earth.
He crouched low before launching himself in the air with a powerful leap, the green energy forming the speeding dragon around him again and took flight, soaring through the air at top speed towards the west coast of America, the mountains of Arizona becoming smaller and smaller. If there was one thing he knew, it was that the cause of this was in that direction, and when he reached it he was going to kick its ass.
The entire flight at his top speed in reality took him just under an hour, for Logan it took a lifetime. Making sure to stay locked onto the source of the energy he began to notice a few familiar landmarks. As he neared his destination he couldn't help but let a dark chuckle escape his lips from the irony of the situation. His superhero career was going to begin exactly where it ended. He noticed that it hadn't really changed at all if you ignored all the destroyed buildings, dark clouds, and lava. One thing he couldn't ignore however was the giant red creature shooting lasers from its eyes. The creature had one horn, the other missing for some reason, and appeared to be fighting something. Logan focused and was vaguely able to make out a few figures fighting the giant demon if the numerous small explosions across its body, and random shots of colored energy were anything to go by. It didn't look like the attacks were doing much either, if the laughs of the creature were anything to go by.
He didn't know exactly what that thing was, but from the looks of it that thing was responsible for the current state of the world, so no matter what it was it had to be stopped. With a mighty roar, Logan launched himself at the beast while he increased the size of the dragon construct, reducing its speed but greatly increasing its power as its size peaked at fifty feet. He smashed into the creature forcing it back a few feet as he recoiled. As big as a fifty foot dragon was, an over on hundred foot tall red monster wasn't going to be fazed all that much. When Logan landed on the ground his sensitive ears picked up a few startled gasps at his sudden appearance, but they were quickly drowned out by the beast bellow.
"YOU TINY GREEN INSECT!" the creature roared as it locked its gaze with the changelings, "MY DAUGHTER DID NOT PROTECT YOU! HOW ARE YOU NOT STONE!? WHO ARE YOU!?"
Instead of answering, the green teen jus held out his arms and, pulling the energy from his core, around eight balls of energy materialized from his body. The balls of energy took shape into the forms of a creature many thought was just a myth, the Thunderbird. Each bird took flight, shooting off into the sky in different directions as the changeling himself dodged to the side avoiding the eyebeams from the giant creature. As he focused on dodging, his energy constructs were weaving in between the demons attacks as they flew closer and closer to the demon. Two of the energy constructs were destroyed the beast's laser attacks, while three others were swatted from the sky. The rest of the birds made it to their target, the beast chest and head, and did what they were created to do.
They exploded in a shower of green energy, causing the beast to bellow in intense rage. Following up on the attack several green balls of energy flew past Logan at a high rate exploding on contact and forcing the beast back even more. That attack was then followed up by a large blue beam that vibrated the air near it as it flew through the air and collided with the demons chest, and for the first time since the battle knocking it off its feet. The changeling could hear the approach of the other two assailants, having figured out there identities from their attacks. He was frozen in place. What would they say to him? Where they mad? Did they even know who he was? If they were here, where were Robin and Raven?
So lost in thought was Logan that he didn't feel the large metallic hand on his shoulder, or see the Tameranian princess touch down on earth in front of him; however he did hear her voice as she spoke to him.
"Fr…friend Beast Boy?" she asked in uncertainty, "Is that you?"
The changeling opened his mouth to respond, but nothing came out. He was at a loss for words. He hadn't prepared for this day, the day his friends found him, hell, after a year in seclusion he didn't think it would ever come. He turned and looked at Cyborg, the shock on his face mirrored in that of his metallic friend's; but before any of them could respond, Logan's instincts saved their lives. He threw his arms up as a large amount of energy poured from him taking the form of a gigantic turtle shell. As soon as the shell formed, a massive beam of scarlet energy slammed into it causing a massive earth shattering explosion. The force of the explosion shattered his barrier, launching the trio through the air. Starfire righted herself as she flew through the air so she escaped relatively unscathed, and Cyborg was able to land on his feet as he skid back a few feet. Logan suffered the worst fate out of the three.
Having been the one to conjure the barrier, when it was forcibly destroyed the backlash struck him mentally, sending a pike of white hot pain into his head giving him an instant concussion. The explosion sent him tumbling through the air with smoke trailing off of him as fresh cuts began to drip his crimson blood and bruises began to show on his green flesh. In the mental pain he was in he was unable to right himself in the air and his back smashed into the hot pavement, skipping across the ground shredding through his shirt and accumulating more and more wounds with each contact point.
He slid to a halt oh his chest. Slowly and painfully, he stood and began to stumble forward, barely hanging on to consciousness as his senses faded in and out, only catching a few blurry sights and sounds.
An explosion accompanied by several muffled shouts.
Bright flashes of multicolored lights and the roars of an angry demon.
What seemed to be a moving traffic light?
An explosion of obsidian energy.
The closer he got the more the darkness beckoned him. His legs buckled and he would've fallen to the floor, but he fought through the fatigue and kept going his senses clearing for one last moment. He was standing behind the Teen Titans, his friends, his ex-friends, as they stood in defiance of Trigon. Raven stood at the front, her once blue cloak now a brilliant white as Robin, Starfire, and Cyborg stood behind her in an arrowhead formation as power fed into Raven. He filled in the missing spot in the back to the right of Cyborg and forced as much energy as he could into the dark sorceress. All sound had silenced in his ears, even as he saw Raven and the demon talking.
He watched in awe as Raven grew to match the size of the demon, and then engage the demon.
His vison began to swim as he saw Raven destroy the demon and everything began to return to the way it was.
His vison was gone and he gave into unconsciousness as he fell to the ground.
Logan didn't think it was too bad a job for his return as a hero.
Aaaand that's a wrap folks! Chapter two is done! After years of seclusion and loneliness, the green changeling has returned to being a hero in the most epic possible way! Saving the world from an interdimensional demon. What awaits him as he awakens from unconsciousness? Will his friends welcome him back, or did his disappearance hurt them too deeply for them to accept him again? Tune in next chapter to find out! Be sure to check out my other fanfic Hydromancer while you're at it!
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