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A/N: I took a while to write this and type it, i was working on another story that is nearly finished so i had to postpone this until then. Anyways jumps POV again but i hope you like it. Oh and action actually goes down this time!
(Beast Boy's POV)
"Beast Boy." Is that Terra's voice? I scan my surroundings searching for her; I'm on a stone pathway surrounded by complete darkness. The only light around is a few torches down the flat trail, they don't illuminate any of the blackness but the path is well lit and seems to stretch on forever. "Beast Boy?" she continues and I sprint as fast as I can in search of her, I thought she was gone, I thought she forgot me; I thought I was over her. "Turn around." She giggles out and I follow the orders she cheerily makes, I spin on my heels and I see her standing in an open field of green, azure sky, sun shining brightly.
"Terra!" I yell excitedly dashing toward her; she looks so happy and that makes me happy. She is wearing her old outfit, black long sleeve belly shirt, beige shorts, satchel belt wrapped about her waist, and goggles draped around her neck. "Terra!" I exclaim once more as I jump at her wrapping my arms around her tightly, we both fall to the grassy earth smiling and laughing. "I thought you forgot?" I query looking up at her with a big smile and questioning eyes.
"Well it seems that you haven't." she keeps her smile, but mine fades as I ponder her statement. I did forget, I almost forgot everything about her, I haven't talked about her or daydreamed or even seen Terra in months, almost a year now. I forgot her and replaced her with Robin, it isn't exactly terrible, I mean she did forget all about her past and wanted nothing to do with me or the teen titans. I had to forget, so I wouldn't hurt anymore, and now that she's back it hurts so badly. The pang of guilt is heavy on my heart and a grimace of sorrow is made upon my features. "Beast Boy, what's wrong?"
I shut my eyes tight holding back the tears I could feel starting to pool and choke down the lump in my throat as I mutter quietly. "I think I may have forgotten just a little."
"Forgot what?" I know that tone of voice, and it's not Terra's. The speech is unfeeling, emotionless, and cold. The only person I know with that voice is Raven, my eyes shoot open and my sight confirms my guess. I stand on a pillar of rock once more in the dark abyss, my gothic friend stands on a similar structure about ten yards from me. Between us is what seems to be an endless drop, I look up hoping for the glimpse of a blue sky only to be disappointed, only darkness is in this realm.
"Where's Terra?" I rebuff staring down my cloaked friend who interrupted a very private moment. I don't hate Raven, I just wish I could have explained to Terra why I had to forget.
"Beast Boy." She starts sounding a little uncomfortable by my bluntness. "I'm sorry, but I'm here to help you." What does she mean? I'm doing just fine, except for the fact I'm a little annoyed by her intrusion. She huffs and rolls her eyes; apparently she can tell I'm not getting this. "Look, this is just a dream. I entered it so I could figure out what has been making you act so strange in the real world. Well stranger then normal." The last part she added almost as a side comment.
"But this feels so real?" everything has felt real, the warmth from the sun, the softness of Terra's form against mine, the pain I felt at her words. If this is a dream it's the most realistic one I've ever had.
"Just trust me, you have been a little more then distraught recently." She states as she takes a step off of the pillar she stood upon. Her foot touches white tile flooring, the scenery has changed to a bright and bare room, so bright in fact it seemed as though the blank walls and flooring were made of lights themselves. She approaches me and places a hand upon my chest, it sends a warm vibration throughout my body and she says. "Relax and breath deeply." I do as told and inhale as much oxygen that my lungs will hold, after that moment something happened that I cannot even begin to describe.
(Raven's POV)
I sit in a chair that I found by the desk, I moved it to rest next to the bed that Beast Boy lay sleeping upon. I hold my hand over his head mumbling a small chant under my breath, searching for what exactly it was that has made our friend act so paranoid recently. I can hear the door open and I feel the all too familiar presence of the boy wonder as he enters. "I'm finding out what's wrong with him, and hopefully fixing it." I mutter as the portal to the hallway closes, Robin doesn't reply and I cannot say for certain what it is he is doing, my concentration is on the task at hand. After a few minutes of silence I feel something dark, something almost evil, and yet it seems to also belong. It's lucky that I could find this chemical imbalance, even luckier I am able to remove it. A clear liquid floats from our green friends gaping mouth and hovers just below the palm of my hand. I remove my hand from its position turning to Robin; his expression is one of deep thought and questioning. After a few moments the chemical starts to evaporate and is quickly disperse into the air, no traces to be found.
"What was that?" he asks me bluntly crossing his arms, setting the two folders' he was carrying on the desk. All I can do is shake my head, I honestly couldn't even guess at what the liquid could have been. "Is he going to be alright now?" he continues with the questions and I look over at the sleeping teen.
"He should be." I state returning my gaze to the caped young hero. I then tilt my head in the direction of the folders placed on the desk. One that was red and a thicker blue one. "What did Cyborg find out?"
"I haven't been over all of it yet, I only know that Alfred Bent was committed to a mental hospital last week." He states bluntly, placing a hand on the thinner red folder. "The red one has the information on the therapist." He sounds disappointed. "It should be larger, it's strange." Before I had a chance to respond to his comment the alarm signaling that there was danger in the city went off. "Let's go!" he abruptly ordered and ran out of his room with his agile swiftness.
Didn't he say he was going to look after Beast Boy? I look back at the most annoying of the titan's and for some reason I feel kind of sorry for him, I hope that Robin doesn't hurt him too badly. My thoughts continue to trail off as I am engulfed by the familiar darkness that I use to travel from one place to another. When vision returns to me I am emerging out of the side of a large building in the city, Starfire soars by in front of me and I start after her and catch up in no time at all. I hear the motor of the T-car as it roars off down the pavement below, it is quickly followed the squeal of tires Robin tears through the streets on his motorcycle, making a headway to the destination of the incident.
I glance over to see the only other female pull out her communicator and flip it open. "Cyborg, what terror has befallen the city this time?" I have always found her way of speaking to be strange, I suppose it takes time to learn a new language, must be harder if it's from an entirely different planet. Her question is one that is on my mind as well, I do like to be informed before a mission, it always helps.
"Hostage situation. It's at some office building being used for…" he trails off leaving his words to dangle in the air unfinished for the time being. Robin swerves down an alleyway, and Cyborg follows close behind, me and Starfire are not far from the two and take the small back road. "Hey Robin, it's the office building that Alfred's therapist works at." Our leader doesn't speak any coherent words but makes a strange noise of acknowledgement. "Anyways Star, the police can't tell who's a hostage and who isn't. Some sort of Halloween party and everyone is in costume."
"Before we strike, let's take positions, I want Starfire and Cyborg to be on the roof of the building with the hostages." Robin starts into the conversation, switching to open chat on the communicator so we could all register his orders. "Raven, you and I are going to be on surveillance on the rooftop of the adjacent building." We all give our approval to his command and continue the rest of the way in silence.
It only took five minutes to ready ourselves into the locations we were told to be at, the rooftop that Robin decided for us also occupied two of the Jump City authorities. Robin has perched himself on the ledge while I have decided to take a post farther back on the flat cement. We started our scouting roughly ten minutes ago; I am here less for actually surveying and more so that if Robin needs to get inside quick, I could teleport him there. Still, this is boring, and even I'm starting to get impatient. "So…" I start off and then notice how peaceful the situation is, shouldn't there be more chaos? The streets are vacant, sidewalks as well; the police closed the road to prevent any casualties. There were no explosions or gun fire in the structure that held the victims; it's eerily quite if you ask me. "Robin?" I ask looking over at him, he grunts a reply, and I now notice why it is taking so long to get a good sight. The sun had set casting a deep harvest orange glare on the large windows of the office building.
I can see his body tense as he sets the binoculars back upon his utility belt, I cannot see his expression but I can feel the shock he is feeling and he opens his mouth muttering almost inaudibly. "Scarecrow!"
(Robin's POV)
I should have known, the constant fear Beast Boy was in, the jail break from Arkham, the fact that it's almost Halloween, how the office building in question is owned by a mental therapy company. I turn to explain the situation's danger to Raven and as soon as I whirl completely around an explosion goes off sending me plummeting toward the hard pavement below.
"Robin!" I can hear Cyborg yell and I see him peer over the ledge down at me. I pull out my grappling hook and fire into the sky. I hear the kink of it attach to the safety of the roof top and I push the retract button. In no time at all I make it back to my previous position atop the structure.
I look over to Star and Cyborg and yell harshly at them. "Get in there, save anyone that isn't dressed as a scarecrow!" they nod their heads hiding their previous concern and start toward the rooftop entrance.
"Robin, look!" I hear my gothic friends worry and I spin around to see the dust clouds disperse. The two officers lay dead and standing in the center of the roof is none other then Slade. I can feel the anger fester and boil in my blood at the sight of the masked villain. He stands as cocky as ever, arms crossed over his chest head tilted up ever so slightly as if saying he's better then me.
"Slade!" I growl out showing my hatred and loathing for the man whom I have never been able to capture and bring to justice. I throw a flash disk to try and blind him, it goes off and I lunge forward drawing a fist backward ready to strike. Next thing I notice is an impact with my abdomen, I choke and cough, I am winded and unable to react for the time being.
"Now, now Robin you are far too reckless." I gag on the feeling of something moving in my throat, I can't be so weak after only a month. He suddenly jumps away and I can see shadowed debris fly before my eyes, it misses me and Slade managed to dodge out of the way.
"Come on Robin, stop fooling around." I hear Raven state to me; I follow her unenthusiastic encouragement and swallow the thick fluid in my throat. I regain my fighting composure, revealing the metal rod I have become accustomed to wielding into a battle. Slade switches his stance as well to one I am unfamiliar with, whatever stance he has taken seems to be self taught, but it is probably still just as useful if not more so for any martial combat.
"Why are you here?" I question with my anger jumping toward the tall villain swinging the staff with ferocity. He grabs the end and slams it back at me, it pounds against my chest and I fall to the ground dropping the metal pole. He peers down at me and even though I cannot see it I can tell he is smiling, grinning at my current inability.
"I cannot just let you take my accomplice to jail, now can I?" he hurls a kick into my side that sends me hurdling across the cement roof, I come to a stop a few feet from my previous location face against the roof flooring. I hear him making his way toward me and I roll over on my back to look up at him. Why would he work with Jonathan, doesn't he realize how dangerous Crane is?
"Dr. Crane in a loose cannon, you have no idea what you've unleashed here." I managed to cough up through a few huffs. He just stands over me and cracks his knuckles before giving me his reply.
"I think I can handle it. I just thought that with my recent failures I might try getting some assistance from an old friend of yours." He coldly informs me lifting his leg up prepared to bring his heal down upon my head. I can see the dark glowing figure of my weapon behind Slade, Raven must be using her magic to control it. The metal swings sharply hitting my nemesis across the head, he doesn't seem to be able to block any of the blows that the enchanted pole makes. I take advantage of the opportunity and jump to my feet kicking violently at the man that is the center of my loathing. All I can think is that I cannot let Slade get away, I cannot let Scarecrow get away, if I don't stop them no one will.
(Beast Boy's POV)
I open my eyes and yawn stretching out, then I notice something, I'm not in my bed in fact I am pretty sure this is Robin's bed. I sniff at the air and the scent confirms it, I am indeed in the boy wonder's room, laying in his bed, cuddled close to his pillow. Hm I guess he was looking over me while I wasn't feeling well, that was nice of him. I feel great now though; I mean no more night terrors, well not this time at least. Actually it was a kind of a strange dream, it was about Terra. I sigh sitting up and clutching the pillow closer to me. "Terra… I'm sorry, but I just can't go back to thinking about you." I mumble under my breath just incase someone was listening to me. Actually the room is empty, and it doesn't sound like anyone is in the hallway outside either, I guess that's a good thing. I breathe in Robin's intoxicating scent once more and close my eyes imagining him there with me, where is he at anyways?
I stand up and slowly walk over to his desk noticing two vibrant folders, one red the other blue. I sit in the desk chair grabbing the blue one; I set the pillow on my lap gently resting my chin on it as I open the folder. Alfred Bent? Who's that? I look around the room with a slight smile closing the folder; who ever he is he probably has nothing to do with me. I hope Robin gets back soon, I think I'm ready to tell him how I feel.
(Cyborg's POV)
"Remember Star, don't harm anyone except for a man dressed up as a scarecrow." I remind the alien as we prepare ourselves outside the cafeteria doors of the office building. I can hear screaming and ranting from within the room and below it all a man chuckling.
She gives a pondering look then asks me. "What is a 'scarecrow' exactly? Does this creature sport black feathers and try to frighten people?" you'd think over the time that she has been here that she might've learned what a scarecrow was.
I blink bewildered momentarily and give the best explanation I can. "Well a scarecrow is usually made of hay, and has a burlap sack for a head; sometimes it has a straw hat. They are used to scare away birds from crops Star." She bobs her head in understanding and I ready my sonic cannon. I give her a glance asking if she is ready she nods to confirm her readiness. I kick open the door to the mess hall pointing my weapon straight ahead yelling. "Let's kick some bad guy booty!"