Updated 08/29/2022 New and improved. Kept the authors notes the same btw for all these updated chapters for my own nostalgia. Its like looking back at something written by a stranger who was me haha.

I don't own Teen Titans.

Now Before people start asking Beast Boy why he is eating eggs, he is not a vegetarian in this story. He kills people OK I doubt he would care if he's eating an animal, plus I figure Slade wouldn't allow his apprentice to be squeamish toward eating animal products.

Chapter 2

He stretches as he awakes. Smoothly shifting into his house cat form to get in a nice long stretch. Feels good.

He shifts back into human form.

He yawns. He glances at the clock '11 am'. A much later time than his normal 5 am waking time. He smiles and starts his normal routine, but at a slower pace than usual.

He first takes a long relaxing hot shower he spends much longer than he normally would. Lets his muscles unwind and relax, the water cascades over the aches, and bruises from training, He shifts into a Snow Monkey and basks in the hot water.

Steam billows out when he exits again in human form. He quickly turns into a dog and shakes himself, water flying in all directions. Then swiftly turns back into a human.

He opens his closet door, pushes past his apprentice uniforms to the back of his closet, and starts to pick through his sparse casual clothes. He decides on a purple T-shirt, black jacket, and blue jeans.

He goes back to the bathroom and starts to style his hair. When he is satisfied he walks over to his drawer. He rifles through it until he finds what he was looking for; he pulls out a box and removes two silver bracelets. He slips them on, one on each wrist.

His normally emerald skin turns to tanned Caucasian, his dark green hair now pale blonde, and his normally black eyes turned a bright green. All due to the metal bracelets attached to his wrists. Slade had made them for him years ago he uses them for thefts, assassinations, undercover work, or simply outings like the one he plans to go on today.

Only downside is he cant shift with them on but he knows how to fight without shifting so it's not a problem.

He places the box back in the drawer, grabs his wallet, and his orange communicator.

Leaving his room and he walks down the empty hall toward the kitchen. They never really eat in the dining room, it being reserved for business meetings. Like the one they had recently with Hive.

Logan walks into the kitchen, and as expected there Wintergreen stands making lunch. As soon as he sits down at the small table Wintergreen sets a plate with a giant steaming omelet in front of Logan. He probably knew he would sleep in, and want an omelet. Sometimes he thought Wintergreen knew him better than Slade.

"Thanks Wintergreen" he smiles at the butler. The butler smiles back at him, not even acknowledging his change of appearance. He turns around and continues making lunch no doubt for himself and Slade.

Logan's tongue is in heaven. In his opinion Wintergreen makes the best omelets in the world!

"Are you going out today sir?" Wintergreen asks from the stove still cooking. Wintergreen probably already knows, just a conversation starter.

"Yeah, Slade gave me the day off" he answers, then stuffs more omelet in his mouth.

Wintergreen laughs. "A rare occasion indeed young Master Logan."

Logan swallows, still smiling, he replies.

"Don't worry I remembered my communicator this time" Logan pulls it out and sets it on the table, he sees Wintergreen briefly glance at it then return to cooking.

"Good lad. I would hate to see Master Wilson upset with you again for your forgetfulness."

Logan looks down and thinks about the punch he got last time. He touches his cheek.

He looks up to see Wintergreen watching him with a worried expression.

"Don't worry about it, I didn't forget this time."

Wintergreen still looks worried. "Let an old butler worry about his charge, Master Logan. It's a part of my duties."

Logan laughs "Is that duty listed before or after cleaning and cooking?"

Wintergreen places a hand to his heart and does a mock bow. "Before of course." He smiles and Logan laughs again.

Wintergreen goes back to cooking. "But truly I worry."

Logan takes the last bite finishing his omelete.

"Well I'll be off. Be sure to save me some. Smells great!"

He pats his stomach and gets up to leave. When he's almost to the door Wintergreen stops him.

"Sir, your communicator." Wintergreen says from the stove not even turning around.

Logan freezes, and turns around "Eh heh" Logan scratches the back of his head embarrassed.

"You will kill me with worry yet young master."

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He sticks his hands in his pockets strolling down the street among the 'normal' people. None of them have any idea what they're walking next to. He imagines them all screaming in fear at the infamous thief, the 'villain', the green demon made up of a thousand animals, Khimera. Maybe even a few corrupt businessmen would know his main occupation.

Most don't know his true talent as a widely known assassin often isn't the best one.

He sighs and runs his hand through his fake blonde hair.

Whatever not like he cares. The opinion of sheep doesn't matter to the wolf.

Good and evil don't exist anyways. With a change of perspective things could be seen differently.

To some he might be more noble than the members of the Justice League. He has put down many bad people after all. When they would have just imprisoned them only for them to escape.

Of course he's killed 'innocent' people too but so have many in the military and they are praised for it.

He stops walking and looks around as people pass, taking no note of him. He wonders how quickly they'd scatter if he took off his cuffs.

A man bumps into him and just mutters "tourists" bitterly and keeps going

Logan feels a surge of annoyance but lets it go.

Logan walks to the side of the sidewalk out of the crowd. He wonders where he should go exactly. He doesn't really know much about Jump City. He has hardly left the Haunt for anything, but his missions.

Sometimes he would go out with Slade to meetings at restaurants or business partners' mansions ,but those are not really places he enjoys. Way too high-strung, and he has to use that dreadful etiquette that was forced down his throat.

Who cares what fork you use first anyways?

Damn seriously he needs to think of something to do. Maybe the movies? Nah that's boring, he could just go get some delicious pizza, nah not hungry.

As he's thinking the sunlight glints off Something. Looking up he sees it. His grin grows as he looks at the giant T in the distance.

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