I shot up as I awoke in my bed. Was that a dream? How could I dream that? I was breathing heavily as I recalled the last few things That happened. Riley. Garfield...
"It's okay Teagan, calm down." Garfield was standing next to me with a worried expression painted on his face. It was strange, he didn't look burnt at all.
"Act natural and I won't make you hurt him." Scarab suddenly said catching me off guard.
"What?!" I almost squealed, looking back at her.
"I warned you." Wait what? What do you mean?
My arm suddenly -as if it had a mind of its own- pushed Garfield to the floor harshly. The armour morphed over me and I looked down at him before kicking him in the face.
"What the hell are you, I, what are you making me do!?" I screamed out only to sound like a voice in my own head.
"Thanks to Riley you are no longer in control of this body." So what, I'm just a passenger in my own body now?
"I knew you couldn't be trusted!" Really, out of everyone that could have seen this. It had to be Jaime. He already hates me enough.
"Get out of the way before I kill you." Somehow scarab was able to use my voice to speak. It felt weird.
"Nice try Teagan, you're staying here." Jaime you're such an idiot. Just let me go and I won't end up hurting you.
"You don't seem to understand Jaime Reyes, Teagan doesn't control me anymore." He widened his eyes in shock. Did he seriously think that I would intentionally hurt Garfield? I kicked him into the wall with so much force that he got lodged into the concrete wall.
"Stay out of my way." I walking out to the Zeta-Beam platforms and typed in a location I didn't recognise. I feel like a puppet that's being forced to do something against its will. I want to say sorry to Jaime and Garfield, but I'm basically mute without scarab speaking for me. I take it back. This is not the best day of my life.
Today sucks.
I zoned out, completely bored by the ride Scarab was taking me on. I couldn't even feel anything anymore. I knew my legs were walking but I couldn't feel it.
"Ah, it looks like Riley did well. He delivered Teagan right to us. I don't know what you were worried about." I kind of recognised the voice. When I saw it owner everything made sense. Lex Luthor. Everyone knows he's spent a lot of time on the bad side of the law but no one ever seems to be able to convict him.
"He was captured by the Justice League, how else was I meant to react?! It was your decision not to put a control chip in him!" One of Lex's associates argued. Lex just sighed obviously annoyed with him.
"So Riley was not under your control?" I asked, Scarab had allowed me to speak.
"No my dear he wasn't. You see, he's been like my little puppet since the beginning. He informed us that you had left and brought my operatives right to you. He then retrieved you when you fell into the hands of the enemy. He's my son, a mistake that proved useful." How did Batman not discover this? This is huge!
"What's so special about me? Why kidnap me?" I asked as the suit morphed away.
"You my dear have a special ability lying dormant inside you. The Scarab was attached to you to both protect you and make sure we can control you." He explained with a devil-like voice.
"So I'm just your weapon now? My life is over? If I could I would kill you right now!" I wanted to tackle him and punch him repeatedly. I hate this.
"Now my dear, you never really had a life to be over with. Riley made sure you made no connections with anyone at school. You were a loner, I believe." It's all his fault. I had a crappy life because of him. Because of the only person That made my childhood a bit brighter.
"Why can't you just let me go?!" I screamed at him, feeling the weight of these revelations crash down on me.
"My dear, you're overreacting. These are merely precautions. I'm offering you an opportunity to become my extremely well paid operative." I glared at him. We're not all as selfish as him.
"I don't want your money Luthor." He smiled devilishly.
"No but I bet you don't want me to hurt him do you?" I rolled my eyes at him. Does he really think I care about him after what he did to me.
"I don't care about Riley." He merely laughed in response.
"I wasn't referring to him my dear. Your little friend. Beast Boy, I believe." This was the moment when I'm suppose to say something like 'you wouldn't dare,' only to realise he's not bluffing. He's enjoying this too much.
"I don't have a choice do I?" I replied, looking down in defeat.
"Not really sweetheart." I took in a deep breath before looking back at him.
"Fine Luthor, you win." he chuckled at me.
"I always do."