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Chapter 2

Since the moment Beast Boy had moved to Jump City, the old house on Sparrow Lane had both fascinated and terrified him. The legends around it were nothing short of rumors but no one could deny the level of creep factor when they walked past it on their way to the supermarket. It was the quickest way to get to get to Veggies R' Us but it did not mean he liked going that way.

No, he avoided the house at all costs. It wasn't because the house was old looking either…a lot of house were old, ordinary and boring. This house was completely different. It had eyes! Dark, expressionless eyes, the kind that stared at you, watching as you walked the adjoining sidewalk. Most people would call them windows but Beast Boy knew better. It was just like that movie.

Monster Mansion or Monster House…or something like that. Either way it was really creepy.

Now he was actually past the door frame of the house! Cyborg had pushed him inside but for some reason, he could not move. Beast Boy was seconds from having a panic attack. It was dark in the house, with little to no lights except for three flashlights and the cracks in the boarded up windows. Dark and damp, like a cave. It was also freezing, despite the summer heat outside.

Excuses flitted across his brain. He had to get out of here! He had to save face! If he didn't, Raven would think he really was a coward. Gulping, he looked at Raven who was waiting impatiently for him to follow her inside. "Is there a problem?" She asked; her voice monotone.

"No… but shouldn't we still wait here for Robin and Starfire? They will probably be here soon."

Raven stared at him, her eye twitching a little. Just seeing her face, Beast Boy instantly regretted his words. He closed his eyes and expected to be yelled at. Raven was seconds away from rage, seconds away from throwing him out the window…but she didn't. She just looked frustrated.

"Don't bother." Raven sighed heavily. "Robin's not going to come and neither is Starfire. They never actually planned on coming. Robin wanted to take Starfire on a date, so our lovesick leader chose the perfect crime. It is enough to keep us busy but not bad enough to destroy the world."

"You mean that we were set up? Again?!" Beast Boy cried out indignantly.

"No, we have a job to do. That job is to stop a bunch of teenagers who broke into this house. There was a fight here, so we need to investigate and then file a report." Raven reminded him.

"Lousy Robin." Beast Boy muttered. "I knew he seemed too happy about this scary assignment."

Cyborg sighed dramatically. "Look, I hate all this too but complaining about it will not change the situation. We know that Robin's been prone to do this. So, what do you say we just get this over with? Faster we're in and out of this haunted mansion the sooner we can be back at home."

He made a face as he plucked a spider from his shoulder. "I don't know 'bout y'all but I definitely don't want to spend my day covered in dust and icky spider webs. That's just gross."

Cyborg gave Beast Boy a long, suffering look. With a nod to Raven, the two turned on their flashlights and began to point the light in random directions. Beast Boy hesitated but with a yelp, he ran inside, keeping his eyes peeled for anything remotely dangerous. "Dudes! Wait for me!"

"Hey! Wait up!" Beast Boy panted.

Raven gave a small smirk when he followed behind. He tagged along behind her like a scared puppy but it did not lesson the fact that he was putting on his bravest face. He kept on eying the room expecting a monster to pop out from the antique furniture. He was too busy playing look out that he didn't even notice when Raven stopped in front of him. She studied the large wall.

Beast Boy studied it too. It did not seem like anything special but there was an old family portrait hanging up there. It was covered with mysterious red stains and broken glass littered the ground but it was definitely an original painting in this house. There was a middle aged couple and a dark haired boy about three. They looked pretty happy but their faces were blurred from time.

Stepping over the broken glass, Raven examined the picture. One of the faces looked familiar…

"Hey take a look at this!" Cyborg exclaimed suddenly.

This time the flashlight illuminated a multitude of footsteps. There were tons of them! There were big ones, medium and tiny little ones, all going in their separate directions. The picture lay forgotten. Whatever had made these footprints must have made them after the house had been abandoned but besides that, no one could tell. They could be seconds old or decades. There was no proof. Scanning them quickly, Cyborg frowned at the results. He tapped his wrist impatiently.

"Do you know what made these?" Raven asked quietly. "That one doesn't look human sized."

"I'm guessing the teenagers." Cyborg mused. "Since, you know, there was a disturbance call."

Raven frowned and studied the prints. She walked slowly around the room, her eyes not missing anything. She kicked away a broken bottle and then glanced over at Beast Boy. "Maybe you should go turn into a dog and try sniffing them out. You could find out where they are hiding."

Beast Boy grimaced but did as he was told. With a yip, he was soon a dark green bloodhound sniffing around the floor. Occasionally sneezing from the dust, he went on ahead while the two others followed him. After a few minutes, he morphed back into a human and rubbed his nose.

"This place is making my nose hurt." He whined. "How much longer do we have to do this?"

Raven didn't answer. She instead, sniffed disdainfully when she spied a bunch of cockroaches on the ground and carefully walked around the broken remains of a table. Like everything else in this house, it was broken. Her flashlight skimmed over the remains of more broken beer bottles and realized that they still looked reasonably fresh. "I suppose our intruder was here recently."

"But why would he break a table?" Cyborg mused "What's the point? There's nothing to gain here. Nothing to steal and no purpose other than scare a nearby old lady. I just don't get it. You said there was an intruder here but there's no motivation. No reason. Something doesn't add up."

"Maybe it was the ghost…" Beast Boy said. "Ghosts like to break things and it is cold in here."

Cyborg snorted. "Right…and I guess the ghost also likes to drink Budweiser beer too. Come on BB. If you're going to give us suggestions then contribute something that we could use. I seriously doubt it was a drunken ghost that scared the neighbors."

Beast Boy shrugged but he did not look convinced.

Raven surveyed the rooms, noting the different floors. Finally, she walked over to where the boys were. "We'll check out all the floors before we go home." She instructed patiently "So I suggest that we split up so this can go faster. Cyborg, you can cover the main level, Beast Boy can check out the bedrooms and I'll check out the basement. If one of you sees anything suspicious, use your communicators and we'll meet up next to the T-Car. How does that sound?"

"Sounds good to me." Cyborg shrugged "It probably won't take long. This house is not that big."

Beast Boy nodded, his eyes were wide as saucers but he said nothing. He studied the winding staircase and before heading upstairs, he shot Raven a particularly charming smile. "You're probably the safest out of all of us. In horror movies, it is usually the good looking guys that disappear first. So I'll probably be the first one of us to go missing. Don't miss me too much!"

"Such touching sentiments..." She muttered sarcastically. Rolling her eyes at his dramatic goodbye, Raven turned away and headed down to the basement. Her eyes glanced back at Cyborg who stood alone to investigate the main floor.

He gave her a thumb's up and she nodded her head, opening the door that led down below. More bad smells were coming up from the basement but she still walked down the stairs bravely. In seconds, Raven had disappeared. Now the only signs that betrayed their remaining presence were their three bright flashlights. But as they went their separate ways, those too disappeared altogether, leaving nothing but silence and darkness.