Sorry for not updating sooner. I was grounded from the computer for having an F in Social Studies……heh…heh….Never really did like the Industrial Revolution much. But now that my overall grade is a B, I am allowed the computer again.

Disclaimer: If I was really rich, and knew how to buy the copyright to Teen Titans, then I would own them, but I am neither rich nor do I know how to buy a copyright to that so I don't own them.

The first thing that hit Beast Boy was the scent of hay. He blinked his eyes open. He was lying down in a pile of hay, surrounded by a wooden wall that stretched only half way to what appeared to be a ceiling. There were several metal bars that surrounded the wood, but it didn't block the image of the white walls behind it.

He managed to stand up. When he did, he realized that he was in a horse barn. There seemed to be about ten stalls in all. His stall door was latched shut, and there seemed to be no way to open it.

"Hey Lucky! You're awake," said a voice that cracked with age.

Beast Boy turned to the stall next to him and saw a brown gelding, and his mouth was silver. He actually seemed really energetic, despite his age.

"Who's Lucky?" asked Beast Boy.

The gelding snorted. "You are. Well, at least that's what the humans call you. Lucky Four. Don't suppose that's your real name though. You's one of them wild horses ain't ya?"

"Uhhh…" Beast Boy found it hard to explain to this horse.

The gelding shook his mane. "Just tell me your name."

"Beast Boy."

"Well that's odd. But then again you're an odd colored horse. The girl commented that you was so green you looked like a four hoofed clover. Probably how you got your name, with them believing in luck and all. I'm Jet by the way. Don't reckon I told you that yet."

Beast Boy looked around. Every single stall was empty, with the exception of one full of towering stacks of hay, inhabited by three sleeping kittens. He and Jet seemed to be the only horses in here.

"You looking fer that mare ain't ya? She's wit the 'vet' out in the smaller barn. Humans didn't want her to be disturbed by others. She was cut up real bad. Didn't know why she ran into that fence."

A spark shone in Beast Boy's eye as he realized that Raven was here, but his happiness was dampened with the fact that a vet was needed. "She was being chased by stallions," he said quietly.

"Oh. Well I reckon she'll be in here soon. Bet the humans don't want to keep her in the goat barn forever."

As if on cue, the barn door opened, and a man in a long white coat led Raven into the barn. Her legs were wrapped completely in gauze, and a horse blanket covered her body.

Beast Boy nickered in greeting when she passed his stall, but the vet hurried Raven by. She turned her head and managed to return the greeting, before the vet put her in a stall on the other side of the barn, bolting it tight like the other two horses.

Just then two figures emerged in the barn. One was a girl with auburn hair in a pony tail, and the other was a man wearing a hat that hid his face entirely. At first Beast Boy didn't know who they were, but then he recognized them as the two people who tried to take Raven at the fair.

"Is Rose gonna be ok Dad?" The girl asked the man with the hat.

"I already told you twice Becky, Rose is gonna be fine. We already got all the metal from the wire out. What I'm worried about is the green one."

"His name is Lucky," said Becky, an irritated look spreading across her face. Her dad only grunted.

The vet came back and opened Beast Boy's stall. As he walked in, Beast Boy took a step back out of nervousness.

"So where'd you find this horse?" asked the vet.

"He was standing by the mare when we found her. I though that he was gonna keep us from helping her so I kind of shot him with a minor tranquilizer." The man said. The vet shook his head, but didn't say anything.

Beast Boy was in the corner of his stall snorting. He heard Jet's voice behind him saying, "If you don't fuss, it'll go a lot faster, so just do what the man says and it'll be over with."

Beast Boy nodded that he understood. Cautiously the vet put out his hand. Beast Boy didn't move, even when the vet touched his head.

Almost immediately the hands were everywhere, checking Beast Boy's legs and his teeth and ears. It was very annoying to have someone's hands in your mouth, but Beast Boy took Jet's advice and didn't move.

"Well' he seems to be in good physical shape," said the vet, "but I am curious as to how he acquired this green pigment."

"You mean you don't know why he's green," the man asked.

"Well sometimes newborn animals can have a greenish color, by something their mother ate, but usually it wears off, and it isn't this green."

"Could it be a disease?" the girl suggested.

"Well to be sure, I'll take a blood sample," the vet said. He disappeared for a moment and then came back with a syringe. Slowly he approached Beast Boy again, but the stallion remained calm. The syringe was inserted into his flesh, and it filled up with red blood. When it was full the vet took it out, much to Beast Boy's relief.

"So how much do you think a horse like this would make on the market?" the man asked, "He has to have been near humans before, since he's not fuss'n too much, and we need the money."

Beast Boy was shot with a pang of fear, but it disappeared when the vet said, "I wouldn't do that."

"Why not?"

"Because, Mr. Stevens, a horse like this for sale would make you about eight-thousand dollars. But if I find that there's no disease in him, and if he proves to be fast he could be a fine race horse."

"But we couldn't do that with him, I don't have his pedigree," Mr. Stevens pointed out.

"Yes," the vet nodded, "but if you registered him his children could. He's not gelded yet. He's got strong muscles, and if the green isn't caused by anything harmful how much do you think any horse owner would pay for this horse to sire one of their mare's foals?"

"A lot more than eight thousand," Mr. Stevens muttered.

If Beast Boy were still human he would have glowed red with embarrassment. He noticed that Jet was snickering, and Beast Boy shot him a dirty glance. Raven was flicking her ears in a sense of awkwardness.

After more talking about money and stuff, the vet and Mr. Stevens left. Becky went to all of the stalls and made sure they had enough food and water, and then latched them all shut tightly.

When she was done she closed the barn door tightly, and made her way to the house. The horses heard the house door open and close. The barn was still, and a slight breeze was heard from an open window in the very back of the barn.

Beast Boy opened his mouth to ask Raven something, but Jet interrupted. "So Rose, you's the horse who ran into fence right?"

Raven snorted, "Yes," she said, "And my name isn't Rose. It's Raven."

Jet shook his mane. "It's a shame that the master had that fence put up. Why I remember my cousin ran through one of 'em once like you, but she didn't survive. You got all that young energy pent up in ya. Both of ya. It's a shame that two wild horses like yourself are in the possession of humans, like me. But I suppose that there's nothing we horses can do about it. Now I suggest you youngn's get some sleep a'fore the others get back and there's no peace."

"Other Horses?" Beats Boy asked.

Jet nodded. "All went out on the cattle drive earlier this season. Should be back any time now. The master didn't go 'cause he sprained his ankle earlier, so he was stuck here. It's been mighty peaceful, but now them's coming back and it'll be the nosiest farm in all of Nevada."

"How many other horses?" Raven asked.

Jet cocked his head in thought, "Let's see, there's Harpoon, Jumper, Spades, and Tic, the males, and the females would be Tac, Tic's twin, Lady Bird, and Sahara. So that's about seven horses. That's only half of the noise. We can't forget about the three goats, five chickens, the llama and the dog."

Beast Boy shook his head. That was a lot of animals, and if he sensed that Raven didn't want to stay here long, and if they were to escape it would be hard with all of those eyes, especially the dog.

Jet snorted. "Like I said a'fore. It's wise to get some sleep now, till those others show up." And with that the old horse gave a sigh and lowered his head in a standing sleep.

Beast Boy glanced at Raven and she nodded. "He has a point. We're going to have to figure out how to escape soon, and it would be better to do it with some rest."

Beast Boy nickered that he understood and lay down in his pile of hay to sleep.

I will be able to update sooner, now that my grades are up. Okay now that you've read please review.