Ch.3: Death's at a funeral.

Garfield stood in the kitchen doorway still holding a caught katana blade between his palms. After a moment he looked up at his less than sane uncle and asked questionably "You gonna put that away so I can give you a hug, or am I gonna have to take it from you?"

Although he couldn't see it Wade smiled from underneath his mask before he sheathed his blade on his back and said "Come here and give your favorite uncle a hug Jr."

Garfield merely rolled his eyes and said "I don't play favorites when it comes to family, you know that. But still it's good to see you, you crazy bastard." He said as he embraced the crimson masked assassin.

"Good to see you too kid...Got anything to eat? Kicking your friends' asses works up an appetite." He said casually.

Frank sighed before saying "Wade, I think we should clear the air about why we're here before we go ordering pizza." He said before he embraced his surrogate nephew.

"How you been kiddo?" He asked after letting him go.

In response Garfield scratched his now blonde head and said "Honestly, I'm not entirely sure Uncle Frank. Last thing I remember we were on that last job and then, next thing I know, I'm in the middle of busting up a fucking bank heist, playin' the saint, and acting like the JLA's big blue boy scout." He then looked back at Starfire and Raven before glancing at Cyborg before smiling and saying "But it ain't all bad, I got some kickass friends who I would fight through the nine circles of hell for and who I'm hoping would do the same for me."

Garfield then felt two hands come to rest on either of his shoulders and he looked left and right to find both Raven and Starfire on either side of him, each placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. It was the resident empath who spoke first "Do you even really have to ask that question?"

"Yes Friend Garfield, I do believe I speak for everyone when I say that if you were in danger we would come to your aid. We are more than friends we are a family." The princess said while warmly smiling at her friend.

Garfield then winced slightly as Cyborg punched him in his shoulder and said "Couldn't have said it better myself Star. Like it or not you're stuck with as grass stain and you're not getting rid of us that easily."

"Speak for yourselves."

All eyes turned to the leader of the Titans. Three of the four titans looked at him in shock, but the fourth, formerly known as Beast Boy merely raised an eyebrow amused and asked "Something you wanna say Choir Boy?"

This must have been the proverbial straw that broke the camel's back as Robin lashed out with a swift right hook towards the changeling...only for him to calmly catch it in his palm and giving his 'leader' a bland bored look he asked again "Something you wanna say, Choir Boy?"

This merely caused Robin to yell out in frustration and swing a kick at the child soldier, one that he deftly avoided by spinning to the side and as he still had a firm grip on the boy blunder's arm, that was wrenched behind his back and then forcibly pulled out of its socket when Garfield delivered a swift kick to his back before he slammed the former acrobat into the counter and painfully twisted his arm behind his back; sighing in annoyance before saying for the third time "Do you got sumthin you wanna get off your chest you motherfucking spandex wearing acrobat, or are you just gonna try and fail to hit me again Choir Boy?"

"You." Robin said in response.

"Yeah, what about me batbait?" Garfield asked holding his former leaders' injured arm tightly.

Robin grimaced but continued "You're just a monster, and animal who's only instinct is to kill! The incident with the beast and your actions at the bank made it perfectly clear to me! You need to be kept on a leash, or better yet chained to walls with a muzzle to keep that damn trap of yours shut! And what's more? You call known wanted murders uncles? I don't know what the hell kind of twisted childhood you must've had to become as fucked up as you are but it's obvious to me that your just a rabid dog that needs to be put down!"

Everyone in the room was shocked into silence...Well almost everyone. Next thing Robin knew he felt the muzzles of two guns pressed to the back of his head. He could see both of the 'known murderers' pointing the barrels of a couple of .45 colts at his head, and preparing to fire.

"That's enough you two; Choir Boy ain't worth wasting good ammo over." Garfield said looking at both his uncles with a look that said 'He ain't worth the effort.'

"You sure kid? I haven't been this pissed since that one time those take out Chimichangas gave me food poisoning." (Stuff was coming out both ends, and I didn't know whether to throw up or shit down for a while there.)

Garfield was silent for a moment, as he looked at his so-called leader, his eyes filled with pity and disgust at the Boy Blunder as he said coolly "Yeah I'm sure, he ain't worth the price of the bullets you'd be sending into his skull."

The two killers looked at each other, and then they shrugged before holstering their guns, after which Garfield pulled on the wounded birds' arm even harder eliciting a hiss of pain from his as he leaned over him and whispered dangerously "If I'm a dangerous animal, then you'd better watch what you say to me. Afterall, you never know how a dangerous animal will react if it feels threatened. Remember that."

He then let him go and stalked out of the kitchen, only stopping when Robin yelled "You're off the team Beast Boy hand in your communicator, pack up your things and get the hell out! And take your 'uncles' with you!"

This caused the blue-eyed blonde to turn around with a smirk as he said "I don't think so Bird Boy."

"You don't have a choice, I'm the leader here you'll do as I say!" Robin commanded.

"This punks gonna be sucking on the business end of my .45 if he doesn't shut the fuck up soon." Frank muttered to himself darkly causing Wade to nod and add "And mine's gonna go in the place only batman's dick has been before."

Garfield shook his head as he chuckled "No need for that you two, though I do appreciate the sentiment. You see, Robin here seems to be forgetting about the charter we signed with the city when we became the Titans. It clearly states that a majority vote must agree to dismiss any titan from this team or any other Titan team for that matter."

"What?!" Robin yelled out in anger "That is absolute- he was cut off by Raven's monotone voice saying harshly "That is absolutely correct, when we signed on to protect Jump that is exactly what the charter said. In fact, why don't you ask Cyborg? I'm sure he has a digital copy stored in his memory files somewhere, right? She asked looking at the Bionic Titan questioningly.

Cyborg just smiled "Way ahead of you Raven." He said just moments before the fax machine went off, spewing out a copy of the 'Teen Titians charter' the original of which was kept in the city hall's record department.

"Here you go Choir Boy, see for yourself. It's right there in paragraph three section A down near the end." Gar said handing the sheet to Robin who snatched it from his hand and glanced down near the end of the document.

Gritting his teeth so hard it hurt for a moment until a smirk crossed Robin's face and called out "All in favor of Beast Boy's removal from the team raise your hands."

Robin was the only one to raise his hand, much to his shock. "Starfire, Cyborg, raven? Didn't you hear me I said raise your hand if you want the green animal off our team." He said shooting the three a glare from behind his mask.

"That is just the thing Friend Robin; you are the only one who wants him gone. And I personally think it is quite shameful of you to try and get rid of him for doing nothing." The Tamaranean princess said as she crossed her arms over her chest and glared at her boyfriend though her thoughts have been focused more and more on a certain changeling as of late.

"Starfire he killed someone, we're hero's we don't kill! Besides, you're my girlfriend you should support me in this!" Robin said angrily.

That was the wrong thing to say as the crimson haired princess eyes flared with green fury and her hands became coated in her starbolt energy as she lifted off the ground slightly and she then hissed out in an enraged tone "Girlfriend, since when Robin? You have never asked me out on the date, never told me anything important about yourself, I do not know your name or even what your face looks like as you have never bothered to remove your mask! You call me your girlfriend but have done nothing at all to prove that you care! And now, you expect me to side with you and kick friend Garfield off the team, out of our family just because he killed someone to save both my and Friend Cyborg's lives?! You have fallen off your rocker! I will not side with you! I will not send Friend Garfield away, and as far as I'm concerned I am not your Girlfriend and I never was!" She yelled her voice shaking in anger.

She then felt someone's' hand on her arm. Looking over she saw Friend Garfield looking at her. His eyes were filled with both amazement and concern.

'Concern for me!' she realized.

"Star I-Are you ok?" he asked hesitantly.

Taking a deep breath the Tamaranean calmed herself down, landing once more on the ground she looked into his eyes and could see the concern in them. Even though he was a killer, he killed to protect he had kindness and compassion. This is why as she looked into his eyes before she leaned over and kissed him gently on the lips. Starfire's eyes crinkled in amusement as she saw his own blue eyes widen in shock at the action.

'Holy shit Star is kissing me...oh sweet-Jesus-titty-cinnamon! She's kissing me in front of both Raven and Robin...damn this feels good.' He thought as he felt the Tamaraneans feather soft lips pressed to his for a good minute, leaving him light headed before she broke the kiss and answered his question from earlier and with the faint taste of mustard on his lips .

"I do believe...I am doing fine now Friend Garfield." She said slightly out of breath.

"Well, that good to-what the hell is that noise?" He asked as he heard numerous clicks and flashes from off to the side, which revealed both Wade and Cyborg, both of whom were grinning like cat's who caught canary's.

Garfield gave them both a look that could chill blood as he said "Gimmie the camera's now."

Cyborg shook his head, that big shit-eating grin still on his face as he shook his head in response "Na-uh BB, this is class-A blackmail material. There is no way I'll-Raven what gives?!" Cyborg asks as both his and Deadpool's cameras are covered in black energy before they are crushed to the size of ping-pong balls and dropped on the floor.

Raven sent the metal titan an icy glare "Stop acting like immature children!" she chastised.

Her gaze then turned to Starfire as she said "I thought we agreed to wait till later tonight?"

In response, the alien hung her head and apologized "I am sorry Friend Raven; I was caught up in the moment as they say."

"Umm, excuse me, but what the hell are you two talking about?" a confused Garfield asked.

The two heroines looked at each other for a moment, before Starfire shrugged and said "You might as well tell him now, seeing as I let the cat out of the box."

The empath sighed before nodding and saying "Yes, I suppose your right." Before she walked up to Garfield grabbed him by his shirt, pulled him close and said "We were going to tell you tonight, after everyone else went to bed...but fuck it." She finished before she too planted a hungry kiss upon his lips.

'Holy shit!' was the thoughts of every male in the room, especially a certain changeling as he felt raven's lips upon his. When he kissed her before she never expected it. Now he could faintly taste the herbal tea she was always drinking on his lips and remembering she was an empath he put as much love and passion as he could into returning the gesture, so she would know exactly how he felt.

When he separated his lips from her's he couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at her face. She was stunned, her eyes were glazed over and her lips were still puckered outwards as she was too shocked to notice the kiss had ended.

"Damn, did I break you Rae?" Garfield asked after a moment.

That seemed to snap the empath out of her funk as she shook her head and said "I'm fine Garfield thank you."

The boy then scowled and said "Well that's good cause I'm as confused as a tranny trying to remember what bathroom to go into after the operation. Would you mind telling me in no uncertain terms what the hell is going on?"

Everyone heard a loud 'slap' and looked over to see Frank with his palm connected to his face as he muttered "I knew we shoulda covered this kinda shit." He then sighed and said pointedly "Garfield, I love you as much as the son I lost but sometimes, sometimes you're an idiot."

Garfield's eloquent response merely required him to lift a single finger only for it to be firmly placed down by Raven. "None of that Garfield, as to what's going on, well Starfire and I were discussing something at the mall."

Now Gar looked confused "When was this? I was with you the entire time."

Raven looked sheepish "You weren't with us the entire time Garfield, remember?"

Garfield scratched his head in thought "Do you mean when you and Star were planning that prank?"

Raven nodded "Yes."

Robin had had enough. Maybe it was because I called him Choir Boy too many times, maybe it was because his supposed girlfriend just broke up with him only go into the arms of someone he considered a child, maybe all those repressed memories of getting ass fucked by the batman finally came to the fore. Whatever the case, to seeing me get kissed by Raven and Starfire both finally made him lose his shit as he screeched at the top of his lungs "OK, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU GUYS?! BEAST BOY IS A KILLER, HE WAS RAISED BY TWO OF THE MOST NOTORIUS KILLERS KNOWN AND, INSTEAD OF THROWING HIM AND THEM IN JAIL WHERE THEY BELONG WE'RE HAVING CASAUL CONVERSATION WITH THEM! HAVE YOU ALL LOST YOUR DAMN MINDS?!"

In response I merely raised an eyebrow and said "Frank?"

"On it." The saner of the two mercs replied as he pistol whipped Robin in the back of the head, rendering him unconscious.

"Thank you." I said giving him a nod.

"No problem, punk was getting on my nerves anyway."

"Anyway~ what a prank it was, I even got pictures!" Wade said excitedly waving a couple of photographs in the air.

"What the-WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GET THOES?!" Garfield yelled before he snatched the pictures out of the Merc's hands.

"The author gave em to me, duh." Deadpool responded as if it should be obvious.

"What?" Garfield asked.

"What?" Deadpool parroted.

"What did you just say?" the formerly green titan asked.

"Something about tacos, speaking of which I'm hungry, you got anything to eat?" (I would sell my left nut for some Mexican food right about now.)

Garfield sighed before looking at Frank and asking "Can you..?"

The older man nodded and, whipping out his .45, shot his fellow mercenary in the head twice.

"DUDE!" Cyborg said in complete and utter shock.

"What, he's fine." Garfield said completely unconcerned that one of his so-called 'uncles' shot the other in the head.

Raven was now shaking Garfield as she yelled "He was shot twice in the head, how is that fine!"

"Cause, I got a healing factor. Fuck that hurt Frank!" Deadpool said as he tilted his head to the side as two pieces of lead fell out of his skull, to which Castle just shrugged as if to say 'Well it's your own damn fault'.

"So you are undamaged?" Starfire asked worriedly.

"I'm fine Red, though I wasn't kiddin when I said I was hungry."

"Then I shall make with the haste and order the pizza!" Starfire declared before floating off.

"I like that one, she's real chipper." Wade said as Starfire left the room.

"Yeah Garfield said following who he assumed was his girlfriend "Star never lets anything get her down for long, and Rae, Rae is the sensible one of the three of us." He said pulling the empath closer as he walked back into the living room, and causing her to blush.

"Damn you guys totally fucked this place up. We're gonna have to replace the tv, gamestation, and the window. Not to mention the couch." Garfield said before letting go of Raven and flipping the couch back over.

"Yeah well, you can thank Mr. Trigger Happy for the mess." Frank said before slapping Deadpool upside the head and continuing "I was about ready to call you when he yelled out something about death before dishonor and fish tacos or some crazy shit like that and then opened fire on your friends."

Garfield massaged his eyes as he said "God dammit Uncle Wade!"

The Merc with a Mouth shrugged "What, you know better than to let me near loaded guns when I'm hungry. Cause when I get hungry, my trigger finger starts to itch."

"Speaking of itchy trigger fingers, did you guys bring my shit?" Garfield asked.

Frank looked around the now wrecked living room, searching for something. Finding it he walked over to the corner of the room and picked up a large black wooden trunk that had a red crosshair painted on its lid and dragged it over to Garfield saying "I dunno how, but your shit was the only thing in the room without even a scratch on it."

"Thanks Frank, you didn't manage to get my bike down here too did you?" He asked hopefully.

Frank smiled "Even better, we brought your bike and your car."

Garfield's face lit up like a kid during Christmas "Have I told you I loved you in a completely familial and totally non gay way recently Uncle Frank?"

The anti-hero smiled a little "Not recently as I recall."

Gar grinned "Well I do."

Frank chuckled "Good to know kid, now get yourself out of that damn spandex suit and into something a bit less..." Frank trailed off awkwardly.

"Gay?" Garfield added helpfully.

Frank nodded "Yep, my thoughts exactly."

Still smiling slightly Garfield left for his room, his trunk in hand leaving his uncles alone with his friends.

Gizmo was a wreck, not only was Mammoth dead, but he was now forever bound to a wheelchair as one of those bullets hit his lower spine, rendering him a paraplegic. After Kidd Wykkyd regained conscientiousness he teleported all the remaining members of the Hive Five from their prison transport to their hideout near the wharf. Never before had the pintsized genius been so thankful for the Boy Blunder having a law book shoved up his ass.

'Cause if he didn't; he probably would've remembered to put meta-human cuffs on Kidd to nullify his powers.' Gizmo's thoughts then fearfully turned to the Titan whoput him in this state. 'What the hell got into snot-skin? He killed Mammoth as easily as swatting away a mosquito and now, now I'm stuck in this damn wheelchair!' he thought bitterly before he sighed.

"Well whatever, the funerals today and I need to finish getting ready." the miniature genius sighed.

Before he could continue however his cellphone rang. Reaching into his pants pocket, he answered it and asked "Hello?"

"Hello Gizmo." a voice as cold as steel came from the other end of the line.

Gizmo immediately tensed he knew who this was. "Hello sir. Sorry about the bank heist but the damn crud eating titans got in our way and-"

He was cut off by the person on the other end of the line saying "Never mind, it doesn't matter as the money was never the primary objective, regardless you and your cohorts shall be paid handsomely for doing as planned."

"Y-yes sir, thank you very much sir." Gizmo managed to get out.

"Ah and one more thing, I'm sorry to hear about Mammoth." The voice said with what could pass for sincerity in its tone.

"Thank you for your condolences sir, now if that's all I need to finish getting ready for the funeral."

"Of course, I'll leave you to your grief...and Gizmo?

"Yes sir?"

"We'll be in touch." The voice said from the other end of the line before it went dead.

"Crud." The midget said to himself as he stared at his now dead phone call.

Jinx was in tears she had been ever since she received a call from See-More telling her what happened to Mammoth. Sure, she may not be a villainess anymore but she didn't want to see any of her former friends dead. Behind bars and possibly reformed? Yes, though that last bit is more of a longshot miracle or a pipedream than possible. She knew the Titans had every right to defend themselves, especially when they were being shot at with military grade weapons, but killing? Even when she was a villain she never killed anyone and then, out of left field comes Beast Boy, who snaps Mammoths neck with 'practiced ease, like he'd done it a million times' was what See-More had told her.

She really wished someone was there to comfort her, but Wally was out. He usually was never inside the tower much saying that staying in one place too long made him jittery.

'Some boyfriend he is.' She thought bitterly 'He's never around half the time and when he is its only to eat a weeks' worth of food in a single sitting, or to flirt with me a bit till he goes back out.'

What was more, Wally thought she was stupid. She thought she didn't notice the smell of another woman's perfume on his clothes or all the hickies on his neck that she sure as hell didn't put there seeing as he had never stuck around long enough to get past first base with her. Yes, being the 'girlfriend' of the fastest teenager alive wasn't all it was cracked up to be, she thought bitterly as she finished putting on an all-black dress complete with long sleeves. Something that was perfect for a funeral, and then proceeded to comb her hair out of its usual horns and smiled happily as it fell all the way down to the middle of her back before she put it in a simple ponytail using a black hair braid.

"Now I just need a ride to Jump...hmm, I've got it!" she said before she when over to the control center and placed a call to Titans' East. As she waited for the call to connect, she started humming the tune to Kenny Rodgers "the Gambler".

'Damn I wish you were here Red. I miss you, I miss you so much. You really knew how to treat a lady right big guy.' She thought wistfully just as her call was patched through...

As Garfield finished dawning his old outfit which was much more comfortable than his old one, he began rummaging through his trunk and was quite surprised to find his old photo album in the bottom of the trunk. When Garfield was younger, he traveled extensively learned many things, saw many wonders and met many interesting people. So to him it was only natural to take as many pictures as possible and keep them in a photo album. With nostalgia running high, he flipped through the book and would chuckle every now and again as he was reminded of an old scene he had forgotten.

He turned the page and what he saw made his mind kick into overdrive. 'Nichole.' He thought longingly as he stroked the largest of the pictures lovingly. She was just as beautiful as he remembered her pale skin, pink catlike silted-eyes, an insatiable love of black gothic clothing, and bright pink hair which she swears is all natural. 'I haven't seen her since...well it's been a damn long time.' He thought as he allowed his mind to drift back down memory lane...

It was a slightly humid day in July, the Country Fair had come to jump City and everyone was out having a good time. Children ran around playing games or dragging their parents to rigged games to try and win a prize. A thirteen year old boy with messy blonde hair and blue eyes sat on a bench as he watched all of this, his head swiveling left then right, then back again. Seemingly at ease, yet totally aware of his surroundings; which is why, when Garfield heard a cry for help he got up and made his way towards the source of the noise.

What he found was a girl around his age, clothed in a brown sundress surrounded by a group older children of all of which were holding various makeshift weapons, and circling around her menacingly like wolves waiting to go in for the kill. Sighing in annoyance, he stepped forward and after clearing his throat asked "Is something wrong here?"

The punks turned to him and the biggest, probably the alpha male of the group, sauntered forward a weasely little grin on his face as he said "Nope no problem here friend, just teaching this freak here to stay away from normal people and stick to her own kind."

Garfield stepped forward; paying no mind to the crowd of armed civilians he got a closer look at the girl. He was incorrect on his first assumption she wasn't wearing a brown sundress, but a worn piece of cloth so covered in mud and dirt that it was stained brown. Her hair was a vibrant pink as were her eyes and her pupils were silted like a cat's.

She looked frightened and scared of him, which wasn't surprising as he had an emotionless look on his face. After another silent moment Garfield said "You ok?"

Her eyes widening in surprise momentarily she nodded mutely. Receiving conformation that she was ok, Garfield turned back to the gang and said "Fuck off, she's with me."

"What the, why you little mutie lover!" The Alpha said as he came in swinging with a rusty lead pipe aimed at his head, only for him to easily duck under the sloppy blow and deliver a gut wrenching strike to the older boy's solar plexus with the palm of his hand, and then following it up quickly with a roundhouse kick to the stunned boy's lower jaw where a sickening 'snap' was heard, signifying his jaw was broken. But still Garfield wasn't done. He then quickly picked up the pipe the boy had dropped, and swinging it with all of his might, struck the boy on his chin and knocking him flat on his ass, as well as completely shattering his jaw, breaking several of his teeth, and knocking him out.

Garfield then looked at the rest of the punks and asked "Whose next?"

They all took one look at their broken and bloodied leader before they all threw down their weapons and bolted from the scene, not even bothering to take their fallen with them. After they'd left Garfield turned to the girl he'd saved, who was looking at the him now with a face akin to horror and shock, before he offered her his hand and said "Don't worry, they won't bother you anymore."

The girls' response was to throw herself at him and cry into his shoulder for a good twenty minutes. After she had calmed down, Garfield took her hand and led her towards the flea market that was a part of the fair and once they arrived he said "Go ahead and pick out some clothes."

The girl, who still hadn't said a single word, looked at him shocked. Her eyes then narrowed and she put her hands on her hips and glared at him accusingly as if saying 'what's the catch?'

Garfield smiled ever so briefly and said "No catch, I see someone in trouble and I help them that's all there is to it. Now, go pick out some clothes."

The girls' response was to smile broadly at him and hug him again before she walked among the stalls trying to find something she wanted. Eventually she settled on a durable black and purple outfit, some matching black and purple striped stockings, and black and purple boots. Garfield happily paid for everything before leading her to another nearby stall one that was apparently geared towards women as there were currently several of them having everything from their hair to their fingernails done.

Walking up the woman in charge, he asked "Excuse me miss, but do you think you could help out my friend she's in serious need of a spa day." He said moving aside to display the girl who was hiding behind him.

"Good Lord, son you weren't kiddin! Don't you worry we'll fix her right up. C'mon hun, let's get you looking presentable for your date."

Garfield could only chuckle as he watched the mute girls' face go red when the older woman said the word 'date'.

Roughly an hour and a half later, she returned wearing the clothes he'd bought her. Her hair was framing her face and hung down to her shoulders. He couldn't help but feel like something was missing so he walked over to another stall and looking over the items presented he bought three of things and then headed back to his little tagalong handing her the bag while saying "Here, I thought you could use these."

She glanced inside the bag briefly before letting out a squeal and hugging him once again letting the contents of the paper bag roll out onto the floor. Within the brown paper bag were two hair bands and a choker that had a large round piece of amethyst hanging from it. After she calmed down she picked up the items in question and used one of the hair bands to put her hair in a simple ponytail, the other she placed on her wrist like a bracelet. She then offered him the choker and turned around as if saying 'Put it on me will you?'

Smiling slightly Garfield did just that, putting his arms around her. His need for closeness let him allowed him to smell the strawberry shampoo the woman used in her hair and the scent of dove soap on her skin. He felt himself heating up for some unknown reason, but he ignored it and gently placed the choker around her neck before hooking the clasp together.

Turning her around so as to admire his handiwork, Garfield couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Ok, now let's go get something to eat. I don't know about you, but I'm starved." He said gently taking her hand and leading her toward the concession stands.

Only to find that she refused to move, she gave him an odd look one full of confusion and suspicion but mostly confusion before she said the first word she'd ever spoken to him "Why?" she asked her voice hoarse from misuse.

Garfield smiled as warmly as he could manage and said "Because I was in your position once, and someone was kind enough to help me. It just wouldn't feel right if I ignored someone in the same position that I once was. Do you understand?" he asked.

Slowly, she nodded and said quietly "Yes."

Garfield nodded "good, now do you wanna get something to eat?"

"YES!" she screamed happily before dragging him the rest of the way to the concession stands

It was only after his second chilidog and her sixth that he remembered something, causing himself to slap himself in the head and for her to look at him oddly.

"I just realized I never asked you my name! I'm Red Wilson, who are you?" he asked politely.

"Nichole." She said after finishing her sixth chili dog.

Garfield raised an eyebrow and asked "Just Nichole, no last name?"

"Nichole Diaz." She said before she let out a slight belch from her rapid consumption of chilidogs, causing her to blush.

Garfield chuckled nodding in acceptance before looking at his wristwatch and asking "Nichole would you like to go on the Ferris wheel with me?"

She smiled warmly "Sure."

The two made their way to the Ferris wheel and just before they got in Garfield gave the bored teenage operator a twenty and said "Stop it at the top, understand?"

"Whatever you say chief." The kid said as he pocketed the money with a smile.

The two teens rode the machine to its apex until it stopped once it did; Garfield reached into the satchel at his side and started assembling something. It soon took the shape of a silenced and scoped sniper rifle which he then aimed its muzzle towards a large wooden stage upon which a man in a fine suit spoke to a gathered crowd. Just before he was about to pull the trigger he heard a voice ask "Why?"

Garfield, without looking towards Nichole answered "Because that man down there, he's a corrupt politician. One who's been accepting money from gangsters, drug cartels, and others to look the other way as they peddle their drugs to unsuspecting little children and kill anyone who stands against them. He also has known connections to a human trafficking ring based here in Jump. If he dies the criminal scum of this city lose their biggest backer and the human trafficking ring falls apart without him to support it."

He looked at Nichole for a moment before he said "I'm doing this to protect people I've never even met. By killing one I save hundreds if not thousands."

Nichole looked at him long and hard for a moment. Garfield could feel the tension mounting in his chest as he waited for her to make her decision. If she chose to try and stop him he'd have to knock her out, which is something he didn't relish doing as though he'd only known her a few hours, he rather enjoyed her company.

Finally she nodded and said "Do it."

Garfield smiled at her warmly and said "Thanks Nichole." Before he turned back to his scope aligning the corrupt politicians' head in his crosshairs for a moment...before he took a deep steadying breath...and pulled the trigger, changing the course of history for Jump City and Nichole Diaz in the process...

Suddenly he shot bolt upright like he had just been tazed in the balls. "Oh, shit! Nichole!" he yelled out loud before he armed himself with as many weapons and as much ammunition as he could before racing towards the living room.

The others looked up as the living room door swished open to reveal Garfield wearing black riot gear, on the chest a crimson skull one eye of which was made to look like a crosshair. Over his armor he wore a red leather trench coat. Attached to his riot gear in various place were numerous guns. He had an AK-47 sung over his shoulder, two 1911 colts in underarm holsters he had two bandoliers crisscrossing his body which held various types of ammo, a sawn off shot gun placed in a boot holster on his left foot, on his waist sat a belt holding several frag grenades, strapped to his left leg was a 40mm grenade launcher, and on his right hip sat a loaded Uzi 10mm machine gun.

The Titans could only stare at Garfield in complete and total shock. He looked ready to go out and take over a third world country, and win. Deadpool and the punisher however merely glanced at each other, sharing the same thought with a glace.

'He's back!' they thought as they smiled broadly.

Raven was the first of the titans to find her voice as she asked Garfield who made his way to the computer and started rapidly typing something in the computer. "Garfield is everything alright?"

Upon finding what he was looking for, he turned to Frank and said rapidly "I need the keys to my bike."

"Garfield I asked you a question." Raven said annoyed at being ignored.

Garfield briefly met her eyes and when he did, raven could see a fierce determination in them. "An old friend of mine could be walking into a lion's den. So I'm going to go and make sure she comes out ok." He said shortly before absentmindedly catching his keys which were thrown to him by Frank.

As he made his way out the door and towards the elevator, he looked back and said "If you wanna know what's going on Rae, then I suggest you follow me." He said before donning a black matte skull shaped metal helmet that had the right eye splashed with crimson paint as if to imitate blood splatter, in which was before he kept walking.

Raven sighed in annoyance as Cyborg whistled before saying "Who was that, because he couldn't have been the grass stain."

Frank just grinned as he stepped forward and said "That's because you've never seen Garfield serious. That Cyborg was Garfield Mark Logan; also known as the underworlds reaper and one of the most respected and feared assassins to pop up in the last decade. That was Red Eye." Frank finished with pride.

All the color drained from the human side of Cyborgs face when he heard the name. "You-You're kidding me right?" he pleaded.

Frank shook his head in response. This caused Cyborg to collapse into the ruined couch and placed his head in his hands.

"Friend Cyborg what troubles you?" Starfire asked concerned.

Cyborg merely shook his head in response and said "I can't believe it, I just can't believe the Grass Stain is the person you just said he was. Its just not possible."

"What do you mean Friend Cyborg? What does the name Red Eye mean to you?" The princess asked.

Cyborg, who still looked like he'd just seen a ghost, replied "He's an assassin for hire Star, one whose very good at killing his target and will go to any means to do it, including shooting down a 747 jumbo jet full of innocent people with a rocket launcher in Chicago, imploding a motel and killing all of its residents, and rumors say he even poisoned the water supply of a small community in Idaho killing everyone just to get at one woman. Over his six years of known activity he racked up a body count numbering in the tens of thousands."

Starfire shook her head more and more as Cyborg spoke 'It is not possible for Friend Garfield to do such terrible things' she told herself.

"What do you think Friend Raven?" the princess asked, when she received no answer she asked "Friend Raven?"

"The Goth chick left about five minutes ago with Jr." Deadpool replied.

Her emerald eyes widening Starfire said "We must make with the haste and follow them in case they are needing the backup! Come Friend Cyborg!" She said rushing towards the garage.

"I'll be along in a sec Star!" He hollered before turning to Frank and asking "Is even half the shit they say about him true?"

Frank looked Cyborg in the eyes and said "More than half, but before you fly off the handle and judge him Cyborg; you should know that Garfield believed that what he was doing by killing those people was the right thing. That by making sure his targets died he could in turn prevent the loss of hundreds if not hundreds of thousands of lives."

"Kill one save a thousand?" the Titan asked.

Frank nodded "Pretty much yeah."

"I see, thanks Frank. Now if you'll excuse me; I'd better hurry up and go rescue the grass stain." Cyborg said before rushing down the hall where Starfire was waiting impatiently.

Watching him go Frank quietly chuckled to himself saying "Garfield won't need saving Cyborg, but the people he's shooting at might."

Meanwhile Raven was seriously contemplating her boyfriend's sanity as he swerved like a maniac around a street corner in the strangest contraption she had ever been inside. Garfield told her it was called a T-rex 16-S, a three wheeled motorcycle that was made up in Canada by a company called Campagna.

It certainly lived up to the name as it possessed three wheels two in the front and one in the back and its body was streamlined to be aerodynamic, being wide in the back before narrowing to a cone shape in the front. According to Garfield, this 'bike' of his possessed a six cylinder BWM engine capable of going upwards of 250mph, six speed transmission, a cockpit that had a dashboard, sports car steering wheel, glove box, side by side seating in very nice leather seats that had three point harnesses' attached to them, which was probably the only thing keeping Raven inside the vehicle as it had no doors. Oh and it also had a radio which was currently blaring "Down with the Sickness" by Disturbed as its Flaming Red paint job became a red blur at the speed Garfield was going.

'It has no doors, and is on three wheels, but it has a steering wheel and a radio. I'm half tempted to blow this thing up if Garfield doesn't kill me with his driving first.' Raven though angrily.

She looked up, only to find that they were now driving on the sidewalk "Gar, get us back on the road you idiot!" she yelled at him as he narrowly avoided hitting pedestrians as he drove down the sidewalk.

Finally having enough of his reckless behavior, she encased the motorcycle in her black aura forcing it to a standstill, causing Gar to look at her and ask "What's the deal Rae? We need to get moving!"

"We aren't going anywhere Garfield until you do two things the first of which is calm down." Raven said sharply.

The changeling glared at the sorceress for a moment before taking a deep breath and letting it out, and doing so again and again until Raven felt his emotions calm then she said "Good, now for the second thing, you're going to tell me where we are going in such a hurry."

"Rae, we don't have time to-"he was cut off by the demoness snapping "Then make time Garfield!"

The two stared off again for several seconds before Gar sighed and said "An old friend of mine could be in deep trouble and I wanna be there to look after her and make sure nothing goes down."

Raven nodded before asking "Does this friend of yours have a name?"

"Her name's Nichole Diaz, but you know her better by a different name." he said cryptically.

Raven's eyes narrowed in thought. 'So, I've met her before... could it be?'

"Is it Terra?" Raven asked suddenly becoming hostile.

"What, no! Seriously Rae it's not her!" He swore. "You met Nichole long before you met Terra, I believe the first thing she said to you was, 'You fight like a boy.' if that helps."

Ravens' eyes widened in realization as there was only one person who ever told her she fought like a boy...

"You know Jinx's real name?" Raven asked incredulously.

Garfield just shrugged "Well, I knew her before she was Jinx, Rae. Now, we really need to get to the church so can we get going please? I promise to be more careful."

Raven nodded and true to his word Garfield's driving was much less hectic than before even though he was still driving well above the speed limit.

"Something wrong Rae? You're awfully quiet." Gar said after a moment.

"Rachel."

"Hmm?" he asked not taking his eyes from the road.

Raven cleared her throat and said "My name, its Rachel Roth. If I have to call you Garfield you need to call me Rachel ok?" she said mimicking his words from the other day.

Garfield looked at her sideways "Rachel huh? It suits you, but I like Rae better."

"You can call me Rae if you want; I just thought it was only fair you knew my name since I know yours." The empath told him.

Gar smirked at her "Yeah and me knowing Jinx's and Koriand'r's real names and not yours had no weight on this decision right?" he asked sarcastically.

"Just shut up and drive." Raven responded, causing Garfield to laugh.

Finally they arrived at the church where mammoth's burial was to take place. It was a moderate sized building covered in white siding with a cross on its steeple shaped roof.

Garfield unbuckled his seatbelt, and then got out of the car. He looked back at Raven who hadn't moved and was looking at the building uneasily.

"Something wrong Rae?" he asked while looking over his guns to make sure they were loaded and that the safeties were off.

"I'm not sure I'm going to be of much use Garfield." She said hesitantly.

He quirked an eyebrow and asked "Why not?"

Raven sighed and said "I'm half demoness, chances are if I step foot on holy ground, my powers will be ineffective." She explained.

"Ah, well no worries Rae. I never intended to involve you in what might go down here anyway. So just sit tight and let me handle this alright?" he said reassuringly.

Raven frowned "I don't like the idea of you going into a dangerous situation without backup gar."

Suddenly the T-Car pulled up next to BB's bike. Cy rolled down the window and said "Did someone call for backup?"

"Cy, what are you doing here dude?" Gar asked confused.

It was Starfire who made her way around the T-car who answered "We followed you Garfield." She said before she slapped him.

"Ouch...painful, what was that for Star?" he asked confused about the aliens' behavior.

"That was for running off without the rest of us without explaining anything, having a plan, or taking the backup, Garfield. What if you had gotten hurt?" she said angrily.

Garfield felt slightly guilty. 'Dammit, I never wanted Rae or Star to worry about me, then again they don't know what I'm capable of. Maybe it's time to show them what I'm made of.' He thought to himself.

"Sorry for not filling you in Star, but I honestly don't think I'm gonna need back up here. I can handle these guys. The only thing strong with them are their virginities." He mocked.

"Now, just sit back and relax while I go and rescue...Nichole?" he asked suddenly seeing the very girl he was just talking about show up in a rigshaw being pulled by...Mas y Menos?

'What the fuck?' was the thought in everyone's mind including Jinx's as she stared at Garfield with a look that can only be described as shock.

She stumbled out of the rigshaw and slowly made her way towards Garfield like a woman possessed, her pink catlike eyes never leaving his face. Finally she got to him and slowly touched his face. With tears collecting in her eyes she asked "Red is that really you?"

He smiled and nodded saying "Yeah, it's me Nicki."

Jinx suddenly kissed him. "I thought...you were...dead stupid!" she said in-between liplocks.

"Friend Jinx; not that it is not glorious to see you, but why are you kissing Boyfriend Garfield?" Starfire asked curiously.

This reminded the former villainess that the two of them weren't actually alone. She turned to answer the Tamaraneans question only for a thought to cross her mind 'Did she call him Garfield?'

"Starfire, I think you're confused, his name is Red, Red Wilson not Garfield." Jinx explained.

Only for the Tamaranean to shake her head "No Friend Jinx, I am quite sure that is Friend Beast Boy's I mean Garfield's real name."

'Wait a minute, Garfield is Beast Boy's real name...and she said Red's name is Garfield which means...' She looked at the man who held her in his arms she noted the similarities. The fang jutting from his lower lip, the naturally messy hair, the glimmer in his eyes that meant he had a joke ready for use.

"Beast Boy?" she asked as her heart slowly broke.

He looked away and said "Yeah, but Nichole-"He was cut off by being given a stinging slap from a very angry Jinx.

"I can't believe you! In all the time we spent together you didn't trust me enough to tell me your real name? What's more I fought you as a Titan how many times and you never once bothered to tell me who you were, that you were alive?!" She screamed as tears rolled down her cheeks, her eyes glowing purple.

"Nichole I-"He was cut off once again by another slap, this one empowered by hex energy, leaving a large welt on his face.

"Shut the hell up you asshole! I thought I could trust you, I thought you weren't like everyone else I'd ever met! You told me I could believe in you, to have faith in you, I did and look what it got me in the end! Stabbed in the back just like every other time! I hate you Red or Garfield or whatever your name is, I HATE YOU!" she screamed before she collapsed on the ground and continued sobbing.

Garfield took a long deep breath both to remind himself that she had just lost a friend, one by his hands and, that he should've been straight up with her in the first place. Leaning down he placed his arms around her in a hug one she resisted every step of the way.

"Let me go, let me go, let me go! I hate you, I hate you, I hate-"This time it was Jinx's turn to be silenced not by a strike, but by Garfield firmly pressing his lips to hers.

She tried to resist, she tried to pull back, but a part of her didn't want to. A part of her wanted this kiss to last forever or that the last few minutes had been a dream. But she knew better, she knew this was no dream, and she also knew that she had never hated and yet loved someone as much as she did him.

He then pulled her into a hug and said "I'm Sorry Nichole, for a lot of things."

She nodded into his chest "I know, but that doesn't change the fact that I still hate you."

"I know." He said

"And the fact that I might never talk to you again." She continued on like she hadn't heard him speak.

"If that is what you want then I'll accept your decision." Garfield said calmly.

"Not to mention the fact that I've basically lost all the trust I had in you."

"If I need to work for the next thousand years to get it back I will. Just tell me where to start." Garfield promised.

Despite all the pain and heartache she was feeling at the moment, Jinx managed to laugh "I'd expect nothing less. She then pulled back from his embrace while still being held in his arms and said "You'd better be ready, because I have every intention of making you work like a dog...Garfield."

"Ahem." Starfire said clearing her throat vocally "I believe the proper earth term would be 'What the fuck is going on', yes?"

"Damn straight Starfire." Raven said as she leveled a glare at a certain merc.

"And that's what we'd love to know too!" A very familiar, very not-dead, screechy voice cried out from the steps of the church.

Garfield untangled himself from Jinx, now was not the time for Garfield Logan or even Beast Boy of the Teen Titans. No, now it was time for Red Eye, the most successful child soldier since...well honestly he couldn't think of any other child soldiers who did even half the shit he did let alone lived as long as he had doing what he used to do.

He reached over and popped open one of the saddle bags on his bike and pulled out his helmet, staring at it a moment before pulling it over his face. Garfield Logan was dead for the moment, and all the kindness and compassion he had just died with him. When he turned to face what remained of the Hive Five, he wasn't looking to talk, he wasn't about to crack some stupid joke, or turn into an animal and go charging into their ranks. Instead, he walked forward as said in a voice as cold as ice that was made even more sinister by a built in voice scrambler "Let her in, she's here to pay her last respects."

Gizmo who was in a wheelchair being flanked by Private Hive, Billy Numerous, Kidd Wykkyd, and a rather reluctant looking See-More; merely said "Pff, no friggin way snot-breath! She lost the right to attend any of our funerals the day she turned her back on us."

Gizmo expected the new guy to get angry or to yell out bird brains stupid 'Titans' Go!' catchphrase before he led the charge against them. But instead he merely said "In that case, I have one question."

"What is it chrome dome?"

"The question isn't for you half-pint it's for the hick in red spandex." He said nodding towards Billy Numerous.

"Me? What is it?" Billy asked while pointing to himself.

"If you or one of your clones got their dicks shot off, would all of you feel the pain?" he asked.

"Huh?" That was all Billy managed to say before he was screaming at the top of his lungs with his hands covering the bloody remnants of his groin which had just been shot.

Standing there holding the literal smoking gun, was Red Eye; one of his 1911's in hand. "Well, I guess we'll never know now will we?" he said before he shot Billy in the head, silencing him permanently.

"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! Kill that fucking crud muncher now!" Gizmo screamed as he began to wheel his chair away.

"Got it Sir!" Private Hive said as he charged the unknown assailant, attempting to strike him with his shield, only for him to block it with...

"Sir, is that a shotel?" Hive asked upon seeing the semicircular sickle like blade that blocked his attempt to crush them man in front of him.

"Why yes, yes it is." Red Eye said before he used his blade's curvature to yank Hive's shield to the side before he plunged the point of his sword into the side of Hive's throat and forcibly ripped it out, nearly beheading him in the process.

He then turned to See-More and Kyd Wykkyd and said "You have two options, leave or end up like those three."

"Three, you only killed two of us today snot-"Bang! The sound of Red Eye's colt was the last thing Gizmo ever heard as a bullet lodged itself right in-between the pint-sized inventors' eyes.

He then turned back to the final two remaining members of the Hive Five and said "As I was saying, you have two options, what'll it be boys?"

The Kidd and See-More shared a look and without any words spoken, teleported away from the massacre. When all was said and done, three more members of the Hive Five lay dead, and all it took was three shots from a one of his trusty 1911 colts, and a bit of blood on Giza Sikukuu which was Swahili for Dark Feast.

Holstering his pistol and wiping Private Hive's Blood off on the now dead super villains' uniform before he sheathed it, its job done...for now. When he turned back around and saw the shocked look on everyone else's faces he couldn't help but say "I think they're gonna need a bigger grave."