(A/N: Not feeling very happy actually…Anyways. I didn't know what to do with this chapter…Honestly, I was stuck. Oh and BBStar angst/fluff with the full reason of why Colad died.)

Chapter 12:

Numb

"Did you see him?" Harry Anderson asked, leaning into his soft leather chair. Friday, it was Friday. It had been five days since Koriand'r had left him to stay with a friend - who he had no idea who. Or if she had told him, he had forgotten it.

"Yep, we've looked in every surveillance camera in Jumpy City - and eventually found him slipping through a dark alleyway with someone behind him. Though when we tried to lock onto his image, all we got was something so blurred that we couldn't even make out where his shoulders were." Axel's voice crackled through the communicator.

Harry Anderson scratched his chin thoughtfully, so, Mister Colad Quince was alive and kicking. What he wanted to know the most though, was how.

How did he get back? He couldn't just come back from the underworld to the human world.

Maybe he knew what he was and had come back to haunt him. With the guardian's that had meant to have imprison him in a tight magical ball - starving for eternity, his throat dry and his head full of painful images. That was his punishment, for being what he was.

He couldn't blame them though, he was a monstrous killing machine that would always try his hardest to spill innocent crimson rivers onto the sidewalk, making the rivers run red.

This stupid human body, the flimsy material made him itch and he couldn't help but scratch at the pathetic human shell that kept him in tact.

"Give me everything about him. Where is his weak spots. We'll target them and then force him to join us." He spoke calmly back into his communicator, his plan unfolding quickly in his head.

"Oh god. What have you got in mind now? We can't just force him to join us, he's different from Koriand'r. He's got a stronger mind than her and -" Axel was cut off by Harry thumping his fist on his desk.

"I don't care! Give me his weak points! Koriand'r had weak points and so has Colad! Now find me the information before 5:40pm. I need to get ready for Parent's Evening soon. When I return to my office. I expect your answer!"

A little quiet, "yes sir," confirmed that Axel was indeed listening to his boss at the moment.

Sighing as he switched his communicator off, he connected with Leroy's communicator to see what he had found about the investigation.

"Sir."

"What have you found out about Colad Quince?" He asked, tapping out a beat on his desk with his fingers.

"Well, all his family are dead…And he's committed over 60 murders. One including your uncle…Is that the reason you killed him?"

Silence.

"Thought so." Leroy sighed.

"I wanted revenge for so long…He killed him because he had told him it wasn't Halloween and had called him a freak…" For the first time in his life, Harry Anderson found himself trying hard not to break down.

"Wasn't he out of control that time?" Leroy pointed out, no pity in his voice whatsoever.

"I wouldn't give a damn if he was drunk! He killed my uncle, a great war leader! He should have been able to handle a stupid little lycanthrope punk easy." He stopped, a slight tear falling down his face. "Yet, he was taken by surprise! And slaughtered! He was innocent!"

"Oh, I'm sorry sir." Leroy replied, clearly not sorry as he's bored voice trailed off - probably finding something else more interesting.

"That's why he had to be killed. For the love of god, he's a monster. He deserves to be destroyed! Damn it! Why didn't we destroy his body when we had the chance?!"

Leroy hung up his communicator with a quick 'who the hell knows and who the hell cares?'

Harry Anderson sighed, his thoughts colliding with each other as he racked his brains for good times with his uncle.

Yet, he couldn't find any, not even one. He couldn't find anything that made him smile with him and his uncle in it.

Colad Quince…Hn. Garfield Logan…Hn. Both people he wanted to make sure that they would never breathe every again - and yet. He needed them both for his plan to work out nice and clean.

Garfield Logan, that man. He looked so much better than him, even with the ghastly green skin.

It insulted him that Garfield Logan was much better looking than he was, he didn't know why it did, it just did.

Though, he thought, swinging to look at himself in the little mirror on his desk, he flashed a grin.

"I'm going to make that little bastard look bad!" He yelled confidently, flicking a blond strand out of his face.

.XIfYou'reNotTheOneX.

"Talk!" The black haired, black soulless eyed demon yelled into his ear, almost making his ear drums burst.

Wincing in pain, Leroy tried his hardest to bear the pain that was being punished onto him.

"Damn it! I don't know anything! We were just instructed to kill you! That's what we do! We get paid good money for it, that's why we do it!" He whispered hastily, his eyes closed tightly as the demon tugged at his neck.

"That's not good enough! Tell me what Harry Anderson has got under every lock and key! Tell me everything!" Colad commanded, his black eyes glazed over in fury. "Or I'll snap your neck."

Leroy tried his best to get out of the demon's grip, however failed as Colad pulled the man closer to him.

"Fine! I'll tell you everything!"

.XIfYou'reNotTheOneX.

Garfield Logan was still a teacher. Much to his disappointment. And today was Parent's Evening - the most rubbish day ever.

What could he say about Joshiak Anderson? He was a right fucking jerk who needed to get his head cleaned out - because he was a dirty, good for nothing bastard in Garfield's opinion.

Yet, he couldn't go say that to his parents, and he could NOT act like Joshiak was an angel student either - god forbid - when in fact he made Garfield's life a living hell ever since he had got back.

The only thing that had made him last through the day, was phone calls to Koriand'r - who always treated him with a sandwich whenever he got back from the stressful days of work. Oh and a little hug.

He blushed whenever he got home, because that would mean light flirting and light hugs and touches in which they both understood what was happening and what they were doing to each other.

Then it had stopped this Friday, this very day, she had been jumpy and nervous about something - something that she would not tell him…

"Mr Logan, report to your office and wait for your students parents to arrive, we don't want any doodling." The Head cried out, as he ran through the corridors to open the main doors.

Sighing, he retreated reluctantly to his office, muttering about not having free biscuits around here.

That's when something HAD to go wrong!

"Hey Gar!" Came a familiar cry from beside him. Looking around quickly, he discovered Colad leaning up against a table.

The sight of him made Garfield wonder where the hell he had been lately, he had said he would be on the roof but when he had gone to check on the troubled lycanthrope - he had found no one.

However, what shocked him the most was the blood running down his chest and cheek as he looked at Garfield with a tiny little grin on his face.

"Don't ask. I just had to get some rather interesting information off someone before coming here. Sorry to keep you waiting, anyways…" Colad walked over and slid an arm around Garfield's shoulders. "We've got a lot of talking to do. Mainly about Starfire today."

Garfield rolled his eyes at his former team mate - he still had not gotten used to calling them by their real names - apart from him of course.

"Right, so, Starfire isn't going to get married." Colad began waiting for the explosion of happiness from the man beside him.

He surprisingly didn't get it. All he got was a slight frown and only a tiny hopeful gleam in Gar's eyes.

"Why?" Gar asked, biting his lip in hope.

Colad clenched his teeth and almost swore at the pain that went down his body as a tiny trickle of blood ran down his mouth.

Recovering with a gentle flick of his finger - which managed to pain the wall with a little bit of red - he tried his best to put it nicely so Gar wouldn't go freaking lunatic on him.

"Yeah, well. HE might marry her, not completely sure…" He eyed Garfield with his eyes to see his friend looking at him impatiently. "Anyway, if he does then he's going to mate with her, THEN kill her. Drink her blood, then become Mr I-rule-the-world-yay dude."

"And if he doesn't marry her?" Garfield asked, his eyes narrowing angrily at what would happen if he didn't stop them.

"Uh, same thing." Colad spoke quickly, trying his hardest to not edge towards the door right at this second.

"WHY didn't you tell me this in the first place?" Garfield questioned, his body language telling Colad that he was ready to do the 'finger' of doom on him.

"Ouch." Colad murmured as Gar prodded his forehead with his finger. "And for an answer, I only just learnt about it. Came quite a surprise really…I always though that Mr Twat was a nice old guy who loved -" He cut himself off at Garfield's facial expression.

"Damn it!" Garfield swore, his body shaking in anger at the thought of Harry Anderson hurting his Koriand'r.

"Indeed. Though we could just wait for the wedding and then -"

"Koriand'r? Are you sure that it's this way? To Mr Logan's office?" Came a voice from behind his wooden door.

"I am sure that Joshiak's teacher will be in this room, please, we should knock, just in case." Came Koriand'r sweet voice which almost made him lose his sense of thinking. (A/N: Don't ask about that either XP)

Before he could even think, he pulled the door open to reveal two very surprised people staring at him.

.XIfYou'reNotTheOneX.

Two soft hands wiped the blood away from his face, two soft pale hands. At first, Revan thought that he had been found by none other than lover boy's mate, the dark empath Raven.

That possibility however, was thrown out of the window when he's pale red eyes met pink cat like ones and pink strands ran over the woman's beautiful face.

"Humph! So you're alive?" The woman growled, placing a damp towel over his forehead to wipe the sweat away.

Revan nodded weakly, his eyes searching the woman's face for some hope that she recognized him. When he found none, he sighed deeply.

"Jinx." He murmured beneath her light touch, as she prodded at his lips with all different kind of damps cloths.

"That's my name." She looked down at him, her eyebrows arched questioningly at him. "Though," she continued, getting nearer to his face. "I don't know yours."

Revan tried his hardest not to let out a gentle sigh as he looked up at the woman he had loved so many years ago. So many years, that she had forgotten all about him. Everything about him.

Instead of letting his emotions show, Revan did the thing that Colad had done when he had been moping about meeting Raven - he smiled a very tight smile until he felt that he could not smile much larger than he already was.

"I am called Revan." He reached out to grab her hand, in which he shook speedily. "Thank you for looking after me, but I'll be fine now." He tried to lean up to get a better view of his surroundings - when he was pushed back down by Jinx's hand on his chest.

"Nuh uh, Wally would kill me if I left you like this." She smirked evilly at something that Revan knew he would not like. "In fact, he wouldn't want anything to happen to his precious little people."

She gave him a look which made a shiver go down his spine, as she made him put one arm around her neck and the other around her waist.

"So Revan," she winked saucily at him. "Fancy going to my house?" She grinned at him as he's pale skin went to bright red as he slowly nodded.

Good, he didn't have much of a choice anyway. Wally West was in trouble when he got back and she knew she would be in it as well.

"Tehehe." She giggled.

.XIfYou'reNotTheOneX.

"Well isn't this a nice surprise." Harry Anderson grinned down at the scared looking Garfield Logan and wasn't surprised to see fury in the green man's eyes.

"I wouldn't say it was nice but…" Garfield was about to counter until he met Koriandr's gaze and suddenly, his throat went dry and he stopped instantly.

"Please Garfield, we would like to know about Joshiak." Koriand'r spoke simply, her eyes never leaving the smudge on top of Gar's desk.

Garfield's eyes narrowed dangerously, glad to see that Colad had simply hid underneath one of the tables quickly. What could he say about Joshiak Anderson? He was a downright prick.

"He's a very nice boy, a star student to us all. Very good in Maths and could easily be a teacher if he keeps trying his hardest." Garfield said, a pained smile pasted on his face.

Harry Anderson smirked, before looking over at his Koriand'r, his eyes full of demonic lust, as he's eyes creeped all over her body.

Garfield noticed this sadly, and it was making his brain spurt with such rage that he felt his hands tremble violently underneath his chair - which he was holding onto for dear life.

Joshiak Anderson was a damn right troublemaker.

"Joshiak is also a very good well behaved student, he always seems to keep others in check and I have no idea what I would do without him sometimes." Garfield's pained smile was giving him a headache as he tried to keep his nerve.

Joshiak Anderson pissed him off.

"He always brightens my day, and everyone else's as well, his jokes make everyone laugh and he really is a very lovely student."

Joshiak Anderson deserved to be locked up and his key to be destroyed.

"Never in my life have I seen such a remarkable student. With his talents, he could be an artist."

'Oh shit Gar, where do you get all this crap from?' Colad laughed inside his head, knowing very well where he got it from.

After 10 more minutes of him lying, Garfield told them both that the meeting was over and they would talk at the wedding - in which Harry gave Koriand'r a full blown kiss before dashing out of the school doors.

They both knew what was running through the other's brain as Garfield snarled at her.

"Garfield…" She was about to protest when he stopped her with a sharp bark of a reply.

"Don't!" He felt his eyes turn into slits as he studied her carefully. "Every look he gives you…" He turned away from her, his eyes burning holes into the wall that he was staring at.

"It makes me feel sick!" He yelled, banging his fist against the stone wall in front of him - blood slowly oozing out of his knuckles onto the floor below.

"Garfield…I shall see you tonight…" Was the answer that left with her presence as she slowly closed the door behind her.

Silence.

"Well that went crap." Came a witty reply from his right.

Glaring daggers at the approaching Colad, Garfield felt his team mate sigh before disappearing out a near by window.

It was going to be a very long night.

(A/N: I love you guys. -Waves BBStar flag- BECAUSE YOU KNOW IT'S CANNON. LOL! -Gets flamed- Dx Anyways, I love you, you love me guys. We're all a reviewy family! )