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Chapter 11: Shame

Upper Lamumba, Africa

Beast Boy's emerald eyes fluttered open, the first thing that came to his attention was the incredible canopy of thick vegetation above him, the lush feeling of grass at his fingertips, and the smell and sounds of rushing water filling his ears. It took him a moment to register where he was. Looking around he saw his pod of the T-Ship docked in a clearing not far from where he was laying now. Once he got there he leapt from his pod heading to the nearest tree and passed out, both from the long flight, and the overwhelming feelings that came with it.

Beast Boy got into a seated position, his sharp ears hearing clearly the various animal noises that sounded around him, and if he payed enough attention, he could pick out what they were saying to each other. The wind whistled through the trees, adding to the piece and tranquility the African continent had to provide, but Beast Boy wasn't here to enjoy it, he had something he NEEDED to do.

Slowly, reluctantly, saddly, he got to his feet, leaving the comfort of his tree, shoved his hands into his pockets and followed the sounds of rushing water. As the forest thinned, Beast Boy was met with the sight of a crystal clear river, ending at a roaring waterfall, the sound almost deafening to the changeling. Beast Boy stood there, unmoving, his eyes not unable to tear themselves away from the vision before him. Ten mintues became and hour, an hour became two, and still he hadn't looked away.

On the third hour Beast Boy took a deep breath, his hand pulling something from his pockets. He walked over to the cliffs edge looking down at the torrent of water that thundered below him. His hand brought the photograph of himself and his parents to his face, a stray tear dripping onto the picture, which had happened a few times before giving the photograph a worn and crinkled look. He took a seat at the cliffs edge, letting his legs dangle over the side.

"Hey mom, hey dad," he said outloud to no one in particular, "sorry I haven't been by to see you guys in, uh, ever, heh. Um, let's see, well there's a lot going on with me. I guess I'll start with, um, I have a daughter. Her name is Farah, she's four years old, she has blonde hair, like I used to have, she has adorable pointy ears, and the most beautiful purpley eyes I have ever seen in my life. Well, she's tied for first."

His lower lip quivered thinking back to his sins. "I messed up guys. I messed up bad. When I was dating Terra, you remember her, we were having problems and in a moment of weakness I, uh, slept with Raven." A little smile came to his face. "I told you about her, she was the FIRST person to EVER say that I was funny. She was the one who wouldn't smile, wouldn't come out of her room, not until I made it my mission to help her out of her shell. At first I just wanted her to be with her friends, with her family . . . but that . . . changed.

"I don't know when it changed, maybe while I was dating Terra, maybe before then, but I . . . don't know, there is just so much more to her then I thought. She isn't just someone who has to worry about her powers all the time, she isn't someone who is moody, or introverted, or whatever. She can also be kind, gentle, funny, hilarious, she's put me in place once in a while. She's loving, and nurturing, and you guys should see her with Farah, it's the most amazing thing I have ever seen, I never would have thought she'd love . . . ANYTHING that much."

The nostalgia brought a smile to his face, but it quickly faded. "I hurt her guys, she was one of my best friends, and I hurt her." He began to sob horribly, "You would be so . . . ashamed of me."

For another hour or so he cried, he cried until he was sure he was out of tears, but then he cried some more. Finally he composed himself enough to speak again. "I've held so much in, my guilt, my shame, and it kept me from moving forward in my life. I settled for Terra, I knew she wasn't the one for me, but I thought no one would EVER love me, so I settled, but Raven . . . I don't know if she loves me, or if she ever will, but I don't care about that." His head lifted up, unsure if he actually said that, but there it was, and it was true. He gave a small laugh. "I don't care if she loves me or not, but that wont stop me from loving her. That's right I said it, I LOVE RAVEN!" he shouted to the heavens, "and I want her to trust me, to respect me, to . . . let me be a father," he looked down at the picture, "to be proud of me, like I want you to be proud of me."

He looked over the waterfall. "I'm sorry," he finally said, "I'm so sorry for letting you down, not when I was unable to help you, but for letting you down as a person, and I want to be the kind of man, the kind of father, you want me to be. The kind of man I NEED to be. The kind Farah AND Raven needs me to be."

Beast Boy by the river for a few more hours, talking casually with his parents.

A very uneasy Cyborg rode the elevator to the top floor of the Titans tower, his blonde girlfriend looking him over worriedly.

"Maybe she just lost track of time." She tried to reason, but even her sweet voice wasn't easing his concerns.

Cyborg regarded the statement with a small nod, "No Ravens very punctual. Although she did forget this morning . . . " Something was wrong, he just knew it. The elevator opened and the pair stepped into the common room, an excited Starfire and Nightwing making hushed plans, but quickly composed themselves as Cyborg and Sarah walked in as if hiding something from the pair.

"Greetings, how was your outing?" Starfire asked in a "happier then usual" tone, arms behind her back.

Cyborg however seemed to not hear the question, and ignoring their joviality. "Hey have you guys heard from Raven?"

Starfire and Nightwing looked at each other oddly. "Wasn't she supposed to be with you guys today?" Nightwing asked.

Sarah explained, "She and Farah were supposed to meet us for lunch today, but they never showed." Cyborg and now Nightwing exchanged nervous glances.

"Husband is something the matter?"

Nightwing smiled to his wife. "No Star everything is fine. She probably just forgot and is at the park with Farah as we speak." Though still not convinced Starfire smiled with a small nod. "But just in case, lets see if we can get ahold of her."

Once James figured out that Beast Boy was Farahs father, it wasn't a stretch to assume Raven of the Teen Titans was her mother. Farah had PURPLE eyes for crying out loud just like the dark damsel. Though it did take a while to convince himself that his neighbor, the "plain" women next door, whom he harbored feelings for, was actually Raven, but it made sense. Raven vanished from the Teen Titans around the time "Aderyn" moved in, and after searching news clippings and YouTube videos for hours he came to the conclusion that Raven and Aderyn were one in the same, and this information opened up an incredible financial opportunity.

He always told Adi, uh, Raven that money was never an issue whenever he spolied them, using the excuse that he managed his own business and what not, but in truth he had a gambling problem, a BIG gambling problem, and he owed a lot of money to a LOT of DANGEROUS people. Opportunity knocked on his door when he overheard someone talking about a huge bounty being offered for the daughter of Raven and Beast Boy, and a bonus for the parents. Of course by now he had already figured out that Farah was the love child of of the two, so he had the best chance at collecting the reward, even though he was warned to go after them at his own risk, since those that did wound up dead or missing.

But his confidence brought here, with the two meta humans in his trunk. He had to view them that way, or this would be much harder.

A black van pulled in to the a vacant parking lot, parking itself right in front of his vehicle. He stepped out of his car while large men in white jumpsuits with hooded faces, red goggles and some sort of pack on their backs got out of the black van. One man in particular was also dressed in a white jumpsuit, but didn't have his face covered, instead James met the face of an older man with some sort of breathing tube inserted into his nose, his eyes hidden by bright red goggles.

"Are you professor Chang-"

"Where is the Titan and her little girl?" Asked the one called Chang demanded, clearly an impatient man.

James folded his arms. "Well where's the morning money?" James had hoped he had seen enough law and order to know what he was doing.

Chang snapped his fingers and one of his goons dropped a case onto the ground, opening it to reveal the exact amount agreed upon. "Now the demon girl on her child."

James went to the trunk of his car, opening the door to reveal a still passed out Raven and Farah. One of the goons shoved James out of the way and began scanning the girls with some device to see if they were the ones they were looking for. After a ping the goon nodded to Chang.

"Load them up." He ordered. Instantly his men grabbed the two unconscious girls and threw them into the van, one of the men being sure to place power canceling collars on their necks, though a special "child sized one" had to be placed around Farah's neck.

James got back into his car, but not before catching a glimpse of Farah waking up, her eyes locking on James as the door slid shut.

Drake, we haven't been able to locate Raven, can you come back to Jump and see this guy who Raven might be with? His name is James Montgomery, he lives at Pine-Tree apartments number 46. Let us know how it goes.

Kole knocked three times on apartment number 46, standing back and waiting patiently.

"Nobodies home." The dragon knight next to her eyed the door, a stern expression over his features, Kole could see him focusing his senses on the apartment inside.

"Are you sure?" Kole didn't doubt that him at all, but her concern for her fellow Titan and her child was pushing the words from her mouth.

He wasn't offended and gave a simple nod. "No heartbeats, but they were here, I can smell Raven and Farah's lingering scents."

They stood there a moment later, Kole slightly uncomfortable with how serious her boyfriend was being. She had noticed when she started dating him and even before that, he would tend to get frightening whenever he was serious. "Are you okay?"

Drake took a sharp inhale, realizing his behavior was probably freaking her out. "Yeah, yeah, just, uh, worried about Raven, and her kid is all."

Kole folded her arms narrowing her eyes at him. "Raven and Farah you mean?"

Drake nodded, "Yeah that's what I meant."

He turned to leave, but Kole placed a hand on his chest stopping him. He looked into her large concerned eyes. "Drake I know you have a problem admitting your feelings, or that you care, but it's ok to care about someone. You care about me don't you?"

Drake was surprised at the question. "Of course I do, it's . . . just," it took him a moment to compose his thoughts, "Children to me represent purity, and innocence, something that is seldom seen in this world, and given my track record of losing everyone I care about . . . I just don't want anything to happen to her."

Kole looked into her boyfriends eyes, a smile coming to her face at his tenderness and sincerity. She pulled his gaze down to her eyes. "Hey we're going to find them, and it's going to be okay."

He smiled at his girlfriend, amazed at her ability to settle him down. She kissed him on his cheek and they turned to leave. As they walked down the staircase they passed a man with a large briefcase in his hands walking passed them.

"Excuse me." he said as he past them.

"No prob-" Drake froze.

Kole kept walking but Drake had stopped moving, once again she could see his senses working on overdrive. "Drake what is it?"

Drake spun around facing the back of the mans head. "Excuse me," The young man turned around facing the heroes, "we're looking for James Montgomery, do you know him?"

The young man looked slightly nervous. "Y-yeah that's me."

Drake nodded taking a few steps towards him. "We're looking for a young women, named Aderyn Taylor and her daughter. Have you seen them by chance?"

His answer was instant. "Nope haven't seen them." He took off up the stairs, much faster this time, but Drake was on his heels.

"That's weird, because I can smell their scents coming off of you, plus the fact that your heart rate spiked when I mentioned Aderyn's name," James was fumbling with the keys to his door when Drake grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pinned him against the door with only one hand.

"Y-your not allowed to touch me! I have rights." he stammered.

Kole came up beside the knight, but had no intention of telling him to let James go. "I'll ask nicely ONCE. Where. Is. Raven, and her child?"

Titans Tower

Nightwing inspected the suitcase that Drake had given to him that was packed with cash, but it was clear some bundles of money were missing.

"Whatcha thinking 'Wing?" Cyborg asked.

Nightwing shook his head. "It looks like the amount Landon mentioned, minus the fact that there is some money missing."

Cyborg rubbed his metal hands over his face. "I can't believe this," he glared into the interrogation room, James nervously sitting at the metal table, "they TRUSTED this guy." His anger rose in his chest.

"Cy, you gotta calm down." Nightwing instructed. "Don't forget he is a civilian and technically we're not legally allowed to hold him."

"But he dosen't know that?" Drake finished for him. The Titans and Drake sat in the viewing room, looking through the two-way mirror at the deviant who had taken Raven and Farah.

Nightwing looked to Drake. "Your POSITIVE that Raven and Farah were with him?"

Drake's expression didn't change. "Positive. I even followed the scent to the trunk of his car."

All of the Titans anger was focused on the man sitting in the little room. "How do you wanna do this 'Wing?"

Nightwing looked at James with a stern expression, and without saying anything truned to walk into the room, alone. Nightwing took a seat across from James, not saying anything, just kept his eyes on James. The man was fidgeting nervously, his fingers clenched together, and sweat driping from his forehead. He knew he was caught.

"James," Nightwing soft and gentle tone was surprising to James, and those watching, "I know you've had some rough times lately, and I know you care about Raven and Farah," James only had a flicker of shame in his expression, but his anxiety was masking anything else, "James," the young man looked up to meet the heroes eyes, "I know you don't mean them any harm. They may be meta-humans, but this is a mother and her child. Please tell me where they are, and we will make sure to talk to the D.A. for some leniency."

The Titans watched with bated breath, waiting for James to respond. Finally he looked up, "I . . . can't . . . I don't know where they are."

Nightwing nodded, he figured he wouldn't know where they were. "Who took them?"

James shook his head. "I can't tell you that. If I do they'll kill me."

This continued for at least an hour, before Nightwing stepped out of the interrogation room. He noticed Starfire was gone, but Cyborg, Kole and Drake were still there. "Where's Starfire?"

"She went out to look for them. She didn't want to sit around and do nothing." Cyborg responded, malice in his tone, and his anger filled eyes fixed on James.

Drake stood up. "How 'bout you guys go for a walk while James and I get more aquainted."

Kole stepped in front of him. "Drake please."

As calmly as he could he responded, "Kole we don't have time for this. Every second leads us farther away from Farah and Raven. I can get him to talk-"

"Drake please!" Her outburst shocked her friends, including the knight staring down at her, she composed herself, "Please. There's more to you than . . . that. Please don't . . ."

Drake, firmly put into his place by this young lady in front of him, nodded slowly. "He's right though." Nightwing pulled their attention away from each other. "Every second matters and we're losing time."

The group was quiet a moment longer before Drake spoke again. "I have an idea . . but your not gonna like it."

James continued to fidget and sweat in the interrogation room, but he was firm in his resolve not to speak to the Titans. He KNEW that Chang and his men would kill him if he told anyone about them, so he had to remain quiet. The door opened again, Nightwing stepping inside again, but didn't take a seat instead he leaned over the chair, a frustrated look on his face.

"James. We losing minutes the longer we don't know where Farah and Raven are, and since we don't know who has them we HAVE to assume the worst. Please, I am begging you, tell me who has them." Once again, James looked down into his hands, not saying a word. Nightwing slumped his head, sighing in frustration. "Well. You can't say I didn't try." Nightwing stepped out of the room, slamming the door shut and locking it tight.

Once again James was alone, just him and the two-way mirror in front of him. The silence dragging on for second, minutes . . .

. . . . Tick . . .

. . . . Tock. . .

. . . . Tick. . .

. . . .

. . . .

The lights above him began to flicker, a few blinks, then cut out, a few blinks then cut out. James looked up at the light fixture, trying to understand why it was shorting out in the first place, when he felt something else. He saw the hairs on his arms standing on end, a chill shooting down his spine that shook his entire body. He exhaled taking notice of how he saw his own breath, the mirror in front of him frosting over. His breathing became labored when the air started to tighten around his chest, like he was being smothered. Wha-what was happening?

The lights continued to flicker.

Blink, blink, out, SCRAAAAAPE, the chair across from him was pulled out.

Blink, blink, out.

Blink, blink, out.

James jumped out of his skin when a man appeared sitting in the chair across from him. Once his heart rate settled he focused on the man in front of him, his brain telling him that he recognized him before. "Y-your A-Adi's friend aren't you. The british guy right?"

The "british guy" smiled a smug smile, his dark eyes narrowing at him. "Names Landon, and you and I are going to have a nice. Long. Chat."

James couldn't be sure, but he could swear Landon's eyes flashed . . . red.

The common room was quiet. A heavy silence that one would find suffocating, and disturbing. Cyborg, was busy in the kitchen, Nightwing and a returned Starfire, tried cooking, and Drake and Kole sat next to each other, arm in arm, just dazing out the window. Even though each of the Titans were attempting to busy themselves with something, their thoughts were on their missing friend, and for lack of a better term, niece. Each of them thinking of the aboslute worst thing that could be happening to them, and in their line of work the horrible possibilities were endless.

Everyone leapt to their feet and faced the common room doors, when they heard the elevator door ding. The doors swished open, and in walked the demon king, his sleeves rolled up, and his hands and forearms covered in blood.

There were a few gasps from the Titans, but Drake was the only one able to get to business. "What's the word?"

"The bird, but that's not important now." Landon headed to the kitchen sink and began washing his hands. "He dosen't know where Raven and Farah are, he was honest about that."

Nightwing composed himself. "Who did he give them too."

Landon finished washing his hands and was now drying them. "He SOLD them to one Professor Chang. What the good professor was going to do with them, he didn't know? But he did mention something about Chang getting back into the supersoldier industry."

"Back?" Nightwing raised a brow.

"Something about something in Russia. I don't know." He tossed the towel away.

The Titans looked at each other oddly. "How did Chang even know about Farah to begin with?" Cyborg asked.

Nightwing gasped. "Ho . . ly crap. Do you guys remember that incident not long after Raven left? Lois and Superman's kid? They had him at the hospital and one of the staff tried to take off with him, something about a black market for superhero kids. They told us to handle all pregnancies and what have you at the Watchtower."

The lightbulbs went off for the team, minus Drake and Landon. "Oh yeah I remember that. That was awful." said Kole.

"You don't think Chang was behind it do ya?" Cyborg asked.

Nightwing shrugged. "Don't know, but I guess it dosen't matter. Now we know who has them. Starfire, Drake and I will hit the streets running down whoever may have info on Chang, Cyborg get online and see what you can dig up, Kole start contacting some of the honorary Titans and tell them to keep their eyes peeled."

"I will take mister Montgomery to your prison or whatever it is you do for the bad guys." said Landon.

"Wait, he's still-"

"Of course he's still alive, what do you take me for? A demon who enjoys the torture of those who harm those he sort of likes?"

Nightwing thought on it, "Uh, yeah."

Landon nodded, "Well your right."

Starfire piped in. "Should we not tell friend Beast Boy of Raven and Farah?"

Nightwing shook his head. "No, he's to close to this, besides if he learned about this we might have another Beast incident on our hands."

Everyone nodded in agreement, but what he didn't know was that Beast Boy had already gotten back and had ran into Landon on the lower levels . . . and he told Beast Boy everything.

The next thing the Titans heard was a bloodcurdling howl of absolute rage fill the air.

"Ladies and gentleman," Landon smiled, "Fasten your seatbelts."