(Ch 11)

Pain. It spread through his whole body as he felt himself transform back into himself. Every part of his body was screaming like it was on fire. His breaths were shallow and his throat ached. As he was regaining his sense of self, Trigon made his presence known and it was then that he realized his arms and legs tied him up.

"Your beast form wears on you changeling but is does not concern me. You will do what you're told until I find no use for you anymore."

"Gee, that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside."

"How long do you think you can last?"

'I wish I knew,' he thought. "I don't know."

"From what I hear from Galtry you've survived some horrific things in your life. How you managed all of it is encouraging to me. You're underestimated, but you are strong."

"He doesn't know anything about me!" he yelled.

"Such hostility green one. There's a lot inside that I can use."

"You can use my body all you want, but you can't take my soul."

"We will see changeling. We will see," he said as he disappeared into the darkness.

Garfield felt the effects of the transformation as his eyes began to grow heavy. 'No! I can't fall asleep. Who knows what he might do but—he yawned, 'how can I stay awake?' he sighed. 'Think Beast boy think.' Suddenly a memory had come to him. It was when he saw Raven in a towel. 'No! Not that, she's not my girlfriend anymore. I can't think of her like that.' But he couldn't help it. 'Raven was right, I'm a 16 year old hormonal guy.' He begun to wonder what she looked like without the towel, and he knew if anyone walked in, they would see him light up like a Christmas tree.

"You are thinking about my spawn even now, when your life is on the line."

"Don't call her that!" he snarled.

"She is my blood, my creation, and you are not suitable for her. She requires a demon, not a dirty beast."

"Yeah, well she also deserves a better father but we all can't get what we want."

He felt a punch to his stomach as he clutched it in pain. When he looked up, Trigon showed him a menacing smile. "And you deserve all I will give to you, you insolent fool!"

Garfield knew what was coming, but he never thought he would have to go through this again. He had a feeling the beatings he would receive would be much worse than anything he experienced. Fear sunk with the uncertainty of what his torture would do to him.

'I have to survive this. I will survive this. I don't want to die this way.'

He looked into the eyes of Trigon and braced himself the best he could considering he was tied up. "Do your worst, I dare you," smirked. 'Man I'm just asking for a beating now.'

"Are you changeling the great Trigon?"

"What if I am?" he asked as he felt his restraints cut. He fell to the floor.

"The only outcome is death. Are you prepared for that changeling?"

"Yes," he said with no doubt in his mind, "but are you prepared to die?"

"You are truly foolish and cocky. I will break your spirit and your bones in the end."

This was it. He couldn't move his body anymore. Everything hurt, and he was struggling to breathe. Blood lied against his skin along with the bruises he sustained. 'This is it, isn't it? This is how I'm going to die.'

"You put up a good fight changeling. I'm surprised, but I've decided to destroy you rather than keep you as my pet. It's more fun this way. Say goodbye changeling!"

Garfield closed his eyes, took his last breath in and then out. He was finally accepting death as his fate in life. It had been a big part of his life and now it was coming to its finality. He thought about his friends, Raven's family, Raven, and his parents. He smiled. 'I had a good life for the most part, and people who cared about me. 'I'm coming mom, I'm coming dad.'

"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!"

'What? No, it couldn't be,' he thought as he opened his eyes to see Raven and her family fighting Trigon.

"Garfield," he heard as his eyes went to Zinthos.

"I—I can't believe it. You're here," said Garfield.

"You didn't think we would leave you behind, did you?"

"No, I just thought—never mind you should be helping your family."

"I'm not leaving you unprotected. I'm here to get you out of here and to a safe place."

"No!" yelled Garfield as Zinthos attempted to pick him up.

"You can't move me. I don't know how much damage has been done. I—I'm in a lot of pain."

"And you hold it inside so well my friend. Don't worry, I have other methods to move you," Zinthos said as Garfield could feel his body began to float in midair and taken outside of the cave.

When fresh air hit the changeling in the face, a smile came to him. Even if it was a different planet, it felt good to feel the wind. He looked to Zinthos. "You need to go back in there to help your family. I'll be fine," he said before he saw the cave shake. "Zinthos, Go, now!"

Zinthos floated Garfield to a stable place, watched the changeling close his eyes, and flew off to help his family fight the terrible Trigon. When he arrived, the battle had been taken out of the mountain.

Raven was breathing heavily and so was her family, but she would not give up until he was destroyed. She could tell her family was in the same mindset. When she saw Zinthos, she flew over to him. "He's safe Raven. Now, what do you need from us to defeat Trigon?"

"I need everyone's energy. I believe I need it to finally put an end to Trigon."

They all gathered around Raven and all eyes looked to Trigon, who was coming towards them. Before they could get hit, a green beast came out of nowhere and attacked Trigon.

"Beast boy," said Raven.

"Raven, he's giving us the time we need. Lets do this now!"

"Right," she said as she closed her eyes, spoke those three signature words, and felt the energy fill her up, consume her, and flow out from her hands and eyes towards Trigon. The beast moved out of the way as a ray of light hit Trigon and reduced the terrible demon into dust.