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By the way, it's Beast Boy's point of view for the moment. And has anyone else noticed I've been updating daily? Just saying.

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Chapter 4
"It's Really You!"

I didn't understand why she was so happy to see me. This certainly was not the way I had expected to find her. Then again I wasn't exactly sure how I had intended to find her. I'd been kidnapping girls for six years now (god that sounds bad), it only suited my crimes that the person to stop me would be the person I had done it for. Not to mention she'd been so patiently waiting for the happy boy she'd known, what was it, ten years ago now? Yes, because she was fifteen now. It was very important I got her age right. Otherwise I'd never have known who to take and search in hopes of finding her.

Then there was another problem. I found my search, at first, had just started by asking strangers. But they ignored me, which was how I started kidnapping, but that was not the point at the moment. It was just to find a friend. But slowly my mind had glorified her into some . . . magnificent angel who I no longer deserved. But I'd still do anything to see her. And now, well, I did not know whether she wanted me as her friend or, if I was so fortunate, wanted anything to do with me for that matter. I couldn't help but wonder what was going through her head at the moment. I honestly have near to no control over myself when I . . . change. My body just asks my mind what to do, not how. At the time my instincts asked me what I wanted to do, and I'd replied "take her", I didn't actually know it was her.

I have a confession to make. I did in fact, have an obsession with her smell. I haven't smelled anything else for years, and when I finally got here, the smell was overwhelming. It was clouding everything, and only made it worse when she came, which is partially why I took her. Common sense was on my side today. Common sense told me (not literally, of course) that if the smell was stronger around her, it must be her. But I just wanted to get out of there. Which is also partially why I did not wait to break into somebody's house or snatch a young lady off the street. God that sounds bad.

But I felt very undeserving as I ran my fingers through her hair and was finally able to release her old scent and replace it with this fresh one. I was shocked. It was so much fresher then that of her other one when we were kids. And so much more appealing-.

"I found you!" She whimpered into my chest, pressing herself very forcefully against me. Once again my animal senses tried to get the better of me and smell for, well, things I will not mention that females tend to have, but I ignored it. Often I had to remind myself I was still human, not animal. A few years after I'd started relying on my senses the problem had come up and that was around my years of nine to eight, but nonetheless, that's when I'd started kidnapping. But I chose to do that now. And now, I reminded myself as I took a deep breath of that scent, I wouldn't have to anymore. Even if she didn't want me, I'd always know where to find her. She was safe . . . I could live with that, but I have to admit I'd probably take up a permanent settlement outside of town. Just to make sure everything was okay.

Raven pushed herself away from me to look at my face. I hoped I was not imagining this. It wouldn't be the first time. But this felt to real, so I knew it was no hallucination. That or I was finally going insane-.

"You're really here," She touched my face with her hand. She was very soft, I must admit that. Just so delicate, it seemed, but her powers made her strong. Not to mention she had some sort of air about her that she was not to be messed with.

But I was too depressed to be truly happy at the moment. "Yeah, I guess so, huh?" I sighed, looking away.

Raven's eyes squinted in confusion. "Y-You're . . . not happy to see me?"

My head snapped back to hers. How could she think that I wasn't happy to see her? "Of course I am! It's just . . ."

Raven looked sad suddenly, but she was still smiling. "I'm not what you expected?"

I snarled, or, well, scoffed at her. I guessed she thought I didn't approve of her looks. That was quite opposite. I wouldn't stop staring if I started. "Far more then I expected actually." I said honestly. "But . . . why are you happy to see me?" I demanded. I needed to know.

Raven looked surprised, as if she was wondering something. She let go of me with one hand, using her black magic to pick up the forgotten charm I'd dropped before letting go of me altogether and then holding the large piece of crap in both hands.

She wasn't smiling.

"You . . ." She started and then shook it off. Raven suddenly looked away, as if embarrassed at something, into the dark forest. Meanwhile I examined her clothing change. She didn't wear all white anymore. That wasn't surprising. It would get dirty easily. I actually had gloves now, and most of my body was covered in a much longer and more stylish (because that matters so much, sarcasm) version of my childhood black shirt and purple plants. Originally the black was in mourning for my parents but I guess it just . . . fit now. And instead of being barefoot I had gray shoes. Then Raven began talking again. "I needed to know you were okay. I needed to see you . . . I don't know, there was just something . . ."

Needed to see me? I probably looked very confused at the moment. Didn't she mean wanted? I was the one that needed to see her. I was the one who had done terrible and traumatizing things just to do that. And now she was saying she needed to see me?

"Why are you confused?" She said suddenly, turning back to me. I was stunned. How did she-? "You never knew because I never told you. I'm an empath too, that's how I found you at first. Why are you confused?" This time her voice was stern, leaving me no room for denial or objection. But it didn't matter. She could have anything she wanted from me.

"Because you aren't . . . I don't know how to explain this but-."

There was shouting then. In the very far distance but approaching at a steady pace. Maybe six miles away? My ears rose automatically towards the sounds.

"Raven!"

"Raven, where are you?"

"Friend, if you can hear us, please tell us so!"

My ears dropped and I growled. "What?" She asked beside me.

"Your friends are coming for you," I sighed dejectedly. "I guess . . . you'll want to go then."

There was a squeeze on my hand and I looked down to see her delicate fragile hand in my gloved one. "Not really. I'd rather stay with you." Her eyes narrowed and she leaned closer to me. "You have a lot of explaining to do."

For the first time in a long time, I grinned. And not just that weak, tired grin I ever gave people if I needed to, but a real, full-blown grin. Not even my friends could get that out of me in reality. I even saw her eyes light up a little at my smile.

"Then come on," I said, and we both seemed to hit de ja vu. We both shared a look of surprise before I shook it off, pulling her with me as we ran. Just like before. Except now we were running from her friends but my enemies.

I knew exactly who the Teen Titans were. They'd been tracking me since I'd started and had yet to even glimpse me. Raven was the first.

My hand was even clamped around her wrist, just as before. Then I stopped once we'd gotten two feet. She gave me a funny look.

"You can't run." I stated, shamefully.

She looked irritated, as if I'd insulted her. "Of course I-!"

"No, that blow . . . I've practiced that for years on . . . my victims." I flinched at the phrase but it was true. "You try to run you'll just keep falling."

Raven looked truly disturbed. I didn't blame her. She had every reason to be afraid of me.

"You sure you still want to come?" I questioned. Maybe she really did see me for the monster I'd become. Then I'd deserve the heartbreak. I looked down. Five miles now. "You don't have to if you don't want to."

"No, I want to come." She insisted. "But how are we gonna move if I can't run? How long will it last?"

"A couple hours," I replied shamefully. "Here," I knelt to the floor. I was just a little taller then her. "Get on my back."

She hesitated but soon after she wrapped her arms around my neck and I stood, hooking my hands under her knees and trying to ignore how close she was to me. I tried to give her a reassuring smile as I turned my head to face her. "Hold on tight. Don't worry, I won't drop you."

I noticed then that she had the charm firmly hooked to her belt. There was no way of it falling off and I turned back around, rolling my eyes ever so slightly. I had a momentary mental debate to change into an animal to do this, but decided against it. It would be quicker just to use my human skills and I couldn't talk to Raven in animal form, if need be. It would be easier just to stay in this form. Not to mention I could nearly anything I needed to easily.

I jumped up to the quickest tree branch I could find, which would mean I jumped about six or seven feet upwards. I felt Raven freak out for a moment and I laughed as soon as I landed, turning to smirk at her.

"You're not the only one whose got new skills," I said smugly. She glared at me but I could tell she was amazed with me. Again she made me grin genuinely. Twice in one day. That was a large record for me. Like I said, years without a real grin and now two? Truly shocking.

Four miles.

I bit my lip, completely serious now. I began jumping quicker then I normally did, heading off in the direction that would lead me to my Temporary Home. At least that's what my friends and I had dubbed it, since I never seemed to stay for more then a week a year. And the days were scattered over the various twelve months.

"Raven!? Raven, you out there!?" We heard. I growled at the voice instinctively and I felt Raven's hand on my head, stroking my hair. I looked at her, a confused expression on my face, and she motioned for me to be quiet. My brow rose, but she knew these people better then I did. So we remained quiet and I did not move. A moment or two later a boy suddenly rolled out of the bushes, silent as a mouse and quick as one. But my eyes saw everything. His mask, his clothing, skin, hair, every little detail. I'd learned to look quick and memorize details and then grab once they were the right choice. It worked well in studying those who hunted me as well.

I looked at Raven for approval to keep going. She shook her head and we continued to wait, her eyes glaring at the space he hadn't disappeared from. I didn't understand. Why-?

Suddenly the orange-haired boy rolled out from that exact spot, to my amazement, and continued walking on, shouting Raven's name once more. I was stunned. I didn't know how Raven could have tracked that and I did not want to know. Although maybe I'd ask her about it later.

"You can go now," she said quietly and I nodded back, continuing my fast trek ahead. I suddenly picked up faint sounds that sounded like-.

"What the hell?" I muttered before jumping into a thicker frond of branches. We peeked through, and Raven for some reason did not ask me what I meant. Those weird sounds picked up again and I ducked down further, able to see the figure approaching us.

They weren't lasers. They were here hands and eyes as she shot at random things in the forest.

"Starfire," I heard Raven mutter, and I heard her hair swish as she shook her head in shame for her friends stupidity. I let out a small laugh, for there was no way she could hear us or see us from way up where we were.

"Your friend is going to most likely live up to her name," I commented. Raven gave me a funny look and I smirked back. "Start-fire."

Raven rolled her eyes at my stupid joke and I grinned for the third time that day. Raven seemed to be bringing out the best in me and she hadn't even been with me for more then a couple hours, and most of that she'd been asleep for. She was the only one who didn't pretend to laugh at my jokes to make ,e feel better. She thought they were just stupid and said as much. Ah, how I'd missed having a friend who understood me rather then pitied me.

"Come on," I shrugged into a crouching position, for she'd loosened her grip a little. "Hold on tight. We've got a long ways to go."

Raven nodded and tightened her grip, her legs tightening around my waist again. There were no more interruptions with our traveling, although I did hear another male and female along the way who was not that Starfire girl or the boy with the arrows. They were both normal voices, so I was easily able to avoid them. The whole time Raven was awake, even as we left the forest's outskirts and traveled past building after building. I was not tired in the least, for I'd done this often and could keep this up for days, if needed, but at the high pace I was traveling, it would just take the night. Maybe a little of the morning. Nothing big.

She stayed awake longer then I thought. But soon after it became somewhere around eleven I felt her begin to doze off and smiled to myself. She probably wasn't used to traveling like this. Poor thing. Soon after her head nuzzled into my back, which was so surprising (the action doing odd things to my body) that I faltered in stride a moment before picking my regular pace back up again. I felt her laugh a little a blushed. So she wasn't entirely asleep. Raven must have noticed my rhythmic pattern break and known she was the source. Through my blush I couldn't help but watch her adoringly, even though I was almost sure she'd done that on purpose.

I'd finally found my angel.

The hours passed quickly and dawn approached rapidly. We arrived just before the sun did. I jumped from the tree in front of my Temporary Home, well kept from the loyalty and compassion of my friends. I had a feeling it would be my Permanent Home soon.

"Raven, we're-," I stopped as my only response was deep breathing. I smiled warmly at her again. She looked so peaceful asleep. I removed her from my back, carrying her under her legs and back, her hood having fallen off long ago. I carried her to the door, opening the door with a small nudge. I never locked it when I left, but I did own a key. I only locked it when I was staying in the house. Depending on the day, my friends would either be in here tomorrow or the day after. I wasn't sure.

As I carried her I felt glad I had two rooms in the house I'd inherited after the chief had died as well as my parents. I spent a long while mourning in here but now it could be of use to me, protecting the girl I'd been searching so long for. I kicked open the door as quietly as possible before placing her on the bed. After I pulled back the covers, I placed her inside, leaving her fully dressed. I wouldn't sleep tonight, I knew. I wasn't tired in the least, even though I'd ran more then I had in a while. After deciding she was comfortable enough in her sleep, I left, leaving the door open so I would be able to hear her when she woke and be right there to explain everything. People were often disoriented when they woke up, being in a strange place probably wouldn't help either.

"Goodnight Raven," I said quietly, heading back to the open door. I closed it quietly and then sat down on the couch, flipping through the log my friends kept for me so I wouldn't miss out on much. The house was very comfortable, and warm. There was a fire lit in the front room, the room I was currently in at the moment. It warmed the whole house. The only room with the light on in it was the kitchen and the front room. I read through the rest of the morning and a part of the afternoon.

Raven:

I was surprisingly comfortable when I woke. I wasn't groggy either, as I expected to be when I woke up from holding onto someones back all night as they ran through god knows what and ended up wherever the hell we were. I needed a shower, that much was clear, but as I sat up in the bed, it hit me that I should be on his back, not on a bed.

As if on cue, Beast Boy's head popped in through the door. He looked relieved at my awakening.

"Glad to see you're up," He said quietly, smiling at me.

I smiled back before swinging my feet over the edge of the bed. "Where are we?"

He held his hand out to me and I took it gladly. He pulled me to my feet, steadying me. "My house. Well, I don't actually stay here often but it is mine and I come here when I need a break from the, eh, running."

He seemed embarrassed and I rolled my eyes. He did all this just to find me. Didn't he know how flattering that was? Apparently not.

"Oh," I replied, sighing as I rubbed my eyes.

"Here," he took my hand and led me around the hallway. It took him about twenty minutes to show me where we were. The bathroom thankfully, did have a shower and he told me that I would probably need to buy clothes of some sort later today, depending on how long I wanted to stay here.

That was an awkward subject. But I just transported my clothes and got the satisfaction of seeing him jump. Once I was settled he went off to the kitchen, saying something about making breakfast, since it was just barely nine.

After a long, and much needed shower, I changed into fresh clothes before peeking out from the bathroom, looking around. His back was to me but as soon as I stepped out he turned, looking at me dead in the eye. My own eyes widened before furrowing into confusion, myself heading over to where he was.

"How do you do that?" I asked, once I was next to him.

"Do what?" He replied back, not understanding. Was he really that oblivious? He continued to stare at me.

Apparently so. "How do you always know when people are near or I wake up or move and things like that?" I questioned.

He smiled before pointing to his ears. "Animal heightened senses, I can see in the dark too. Not to mention move like you saw me yesterday," He said. I could of sworn he was mocking how I'd stared at him, and he probably was. He turned away from me suddenly, his ears up. Then he grinned.

"What?" I demanded.

He turned back to me, amused at my irritation. "We have company."

"Huh?"

A moment later the handle jiggled. Then it was silent before someone's voice came muffled from the other side. It was kind of deep. They seemed to be talking on the phone or something, but the next minute I heard some form of goodbye. Then, "Yo, BB, you in there?"

"Who is that?" I whispered to him, for he had motioned for me to shush.

"It's my friend, come on," He motioned for me to come, but I hesitated. "What's wrong?"

"I . . ." I was a shy person. I was nervous about meeting his friend.

He smiled sympathetically, seeming to understand. "Don't worry." He pulled me to my feet before shouting back. "Yeah, one minute!" We darted past the door, neither of us making a sound. "Here, hide in your room for a minute so we can surprise him."

I smiled at his immaturity before nodding appreciatively and he ran to the curtains, closing them so no one could see inside. But apparently the window went to the back, but still, I guess he did it to be on the safe side. He then winked at me before darting towards the door and soon the door opened. Beast Boy looked oddly serious. But his friend did not seem to notice.

"Hey, little man, when did you get back?" The deep voice asked.

Beast Boy stoically shrugged. I frowned. He was acting oddly like I did to my friends when I was having a bad day. "Somewhere around three? I don't know, I just was updating a little on your guys' notes. So, Aqualad is back in town too? I thought he wanted to do something down in the Pacific."

I wondered who Aqualad was, but decided my interest in the person at the door was far more pressing. Beast Boy walked past the hallway entrance and I heard the heavy steps of the person following him. My eyes widened as I caught sight of him, standing with a frown as he watched Beast Boy. This man was huge! Extremely buff, half metal, dark skinned, and not to mention how freaking tall he was! Who was this guy?

"Have a seat Cyborg," Beast Boy said suddenly, thankfully answering my question. The large teenager (I assumed) frowned before moving out of my view. I decided to step out of my room, since the only one who could hear me was Beast Boy and even then, it took him a moment or two. So as I stepped out I headed down the hallway and peaked around the edges of the wall. This Cyborg had his back to me and was currently watching the fire while Beast Boy watched him blankly. Then he noticed me out of the corner of his eye and to anyone else, it would have looked like he twitched, but I saw him wink at me. I smiled back before glancing at the robot.

"Hey, Beast Boy," Cyborg said, and instantly Beast Boy's attention belonged on his friend. "How did your search go for this months?"

Beast Boy looked away. "What do you think?" His voice was dark. I saw Cyborg look sympathetically at his friend.

"Hey look BB, I'm sorry-." He began.

Beast Boy's eyes flicked back to Cyborg. "What do I have to be sorry about? I never said it went badly, I just asked what you thought."

"What?" Cyborg shouted. "What are you talking about you little grass stain?"

I couldn't help it then, I tried to force it down, but it came back up at once. I giggled. Beast Boy saw my grin and covered my laugh with a cough, but it was too late. Cyborg had heard and turned around at once. He saw nothing, for after my initial shock at letting my hiding place slip, I ducked back behind the wall.

"What was that?" Cyborg demanded, and I heard him stand. My cover was blown.

I heard Beast Boy sigh. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"I thought I heard . . . never mind." I heard him sit back down.

There was a pause. "Stop stealing glances over your shoulder! You're creeping me out."

"Sorry, but I seriously thought I heard something." I assumed he turned, for Beast Boy made no more objections to anymore looks.

I felt bad for Cyborg. He probably thought he was going insane. So I decided to make an entrance at that point and silently stepped out from behind the wall, my hands folded behind my back under my cloak. Beast Boy noticed and nodded his approval. Cyborg noticed that nod and gave him a funny look.

"What?" The metal-man asked.

Beast Boy smiled. "Well, I didn't say my search went bad exactly. I actually think this trip went extremely well."

"What are you getting at?" Cyborg hedged, suspicious now. Beast Boy looked at me. Cyborg jumped to his feet and whipped around immediately.

I wondered what I looked like, my hood up, standing there out in the open and watching Cyborg curiously. Cyborg seemed to be in utter shock, for he had not stopped staring at me and Beast Boy had cleared his throat several times now, trying to get him to stop. I finally heard him sigh and Beast Boy came to stand next to me, placing his hand on my shoulder.

"Cyborg, this is Raven," He said calmly. But I saw the hidden prideful grin in his eyes and I understood then. For the moment I was Beast Boy's prize to show that he finally had found me, yet I wasn't mad as other girl's might be at being the showcase. I'd allow him this moment. I was also happy a bit myself at being something he was so proud of. That I was worth showing off at all. "Raven, this is Cyborg."

Cyborg blinked rapidly suddenly and thrust out his hand, making me jerk back a little in shock. "Dude," He breathed, eying Beast Boy now. "You seriously . . . she's really-."

"Is he broken?" I asked quietly, talking to Beast Boy as Cyborg sputtered out unintelligible words. Beast Boy gave me an amused look before he laughed. Very loudly. I smiled at his laugh, although I was being completely serious. His laugh seemed to shock Cyborg even more and he suddenly shivered, and literally shook it off. He seemed just a little confused now and smoothed a hand over his head.

"Sorry, just . . . wow, so you're really the Raven we've heard so much about?" Cyborg said. His accusing hand now flattened, turning into a flat and not so threatening, offering to a simple hand shake.

I gave Beast Boy a look, my brow raising. He looked embarrassed and gave Cyborg a quick dirty look before looking away. I rolled my eyes before holding my own hand out, and Cyborg took it gently in his. "I guess so." I looked at my blushing companion. "Exactly how much did Beast Boy talk about me?"

Cyborg laughed and released my hand, "When didn't he talk about you?"

"Shut up, Cyborg!" Beast Boy snapped, but I saw the playfulness in his eyes.

Cyborg seemed beyond pleased with his playful attitude. "You challenging me, little man?"

"Anytime, anywhere." Beast Boy said back, grinning confidently.

I looked from Cyborg to Beast Boy, and then repeated this transition several times. "I've been here five minutes and already you're starting a fight," I noted, talking to Beast Boy with my arms crossed. "Is this how you spent your time here?"

He looked nervous for a minute before I smirked. He then scowled at me. "Hey! I do other things!"

"No he doesn't," Cyborg interrupted.

Beast Boy opened his mouth to protest, and then shrugged. "Okay yeah."

I giggled and his face lit up. I noticed Cyborg smile warmly at the image that was probably disgustingly adorable. I ignored that thought because I normally didn't do adorable. And therefor I might ruin the moment of seeing him so happy.

"So, Raven," Cyborg began. "How exactly did Beast Boy find you?"

"How else did he find girls?" I answered, turning away from him to look at the half-robot. "He kidnapped me after I distracted him from taking some other girl. He only knew it was me though because I had," I reached around into my belt and then untangled the chain, holding out the charm, "This."

Cyborg took it from me as I dropped it into his large hands. He looked at Beast Boy, as if saying 'it's seriously the one you gave her?' and Beast Boy nodded. That pride intensified on his face and soon I could practically taste it radiating from his skin. Cyborg seemed to notice it too, for he handed the charm back to me saying something about not wanting to break it. I left the room for the moment to put it away.

"So, Raven, Beast Boy tells me you have powers?" Cyborg asked, once we'd all been seated with Beast Boy next to me and Cyborg across from us. I wasn't sure if he noticed, but Beast Boy seemed to be absentmindedly stroking my back. I didn't mind, it felt nice since it was tense from falling asleep in an odd position last night, but I wasn't really sure if he knew what he was doing. He wasn't really paying attention, I could feel.

"Yes, quite a few." I answered. Then my brow rose, "Would you like to see?"

He shrugged, "Sure. Why not?"

I smiled at his optimism. I don't think I've ever smiled so much in a couple days then I had this day. Beast Boy then cupped my hand gently in his own and grinned at Cyborg. "Dude, you've never seen anything like her. It's awesome!"

I blushed at his approval, but my hood covered that. Beast Boy let go of my hand for the moment to walk to the back door, next to the still-lit fireplace.

Then Cyborg, still smiling warmly at us said, "You know, I don't think I have seen anything like her before."

I had a feeling we weren't talking about my powers anymore. I also had a feeling Cyborg had given me approval of something that hadn't even started yet. Something that would probably start very soon . . .

And fourth chapter is finished. So yes, that is why Cyborg was not allowed to be in the second chapter anymore. Although the next chapter might come as a small surprise.

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