Chapter Eight: Suspicion
When Beast Boy woke up, his whole body was aching. He barely remembered what he did last night... until someone's hand fell over his torso.
He suddenly jerked up and jumped out of his bed. He looked at Terra, who was sound asleep, wrapped in the sheets. What had he done? A rhetorical question, because he knew very well what he did. The worst part was he chose to do it. He could've stopped himself, but no. He went along with it.
He got clothes on and left his room. He went the usual breakfast table where everyone else seemed to be waiting.
"This is a little unusual for you," Robin said.
"What?" Beast Boy asked.
"You're usually up for breakfast earlier."
"Oh, yeah... well, I, uh, slept a few minutes late."
"It's eleven o'clock."
"A few hours late."
"Whatever. We need to talk."
"Let me guess."
"Yes, it's about Terra."
Beast Boy sat down in his familiar seat to hear the bad news. How he knew it was bad was simple: it's always bad.
"We've decided to move her back to the basement."
"It was a mistake. We still need her down there for a few more test, and since that can take a few days we don't want to keep moving her back and forth between the levels, so we'll just keep her down there, at least until we know she's fine."
"She is fine! Her memory's back isn't it?"
"So?" Cyborg said. "Just because her memory's back doesn't mean there isn't anything else wrong with her- Hey!"
Beast Boy had gotten up and walked away.
"Come back here!"
He didn't. It was starting all over again; Terra was back, and now they were taking her away from him again. It was good enough that he would still be able to see her, but enough was enough. Couldn't they just stop now?
He went back to his room to see that Terra wasn't in the bed. She obviously had gotten dressed because her clothes weren't there. He wondered where she was when he noticed the open window. She wouldn't, or not without telling anyone. But then, she did a lot of things without mentioning it to someone.
Sure enough, when he looked out, there she was, supported by a levitated rock that was underneath her. As fast as she moved it was hard to figure out how she kept her balance.
He watched as she ascended up to his level.
"Hey, Beast Boy, what's up?"
Okay, that's weird, he thought. How can she be so... normal after what they did last night. Strange.
"Uh, I have to tell you something," he said.
How was he going to tell her after just one night she would have to move again? There was only one way to that he could think of, so that's how he said it. In the truthful manner.
"You're going to have to move back down in the basement."
"What?" she exclaimed, nearly losing her balance.
"I know, that's what I said, but the others-"
"What? They don't trust me? I'm sure I can take that, knowing I wasn't trusted anytime before!"
"It's not that-"
"Or is it that they don't want us together?"
"No, it's just-"
"Or is Raven? Of course she doesn't trust me!"
"Terra, listen just for a moment. It's for your own good."
"FOR MY OWN GOOD!"
There was no point in continuing the argument, but she was going back, whether she liked it or not.
She was moved, despite many obnoxious complaints. It would be a while this time before she left, for the experiments this time would take longer.
"Sorry, BB," Cyborg told him, "but it's just to be safe."
Beast Boy for once didn't have anything to object to. They were just making sure nothing was wrong. And if someone was encased in rock for over a year, there could be many things wrong with them.
(A/N: It reminds me of Star War: Return of the Jedi, when Han Solo was released from the carbonite that imprisoned him in Jabba's Palace. I like Star Wars, so that explains it.)
It was nearly two days later when that mysterious thing happened again. Terra was asleep, although not in the cage she was usually in, but on a mattress that was moved down there for her. Something had woken her up in the middle of the night. It sounded like someone was calling her.
It was the same voice that was calling her when she tried to escape those days ago.
"Where are you?" she called out. "Who are you?"
"Don't tell me you don't remember me."
"Who is it?"
"Your old master."
"What old master?"
Then she saw him. The same man who she'd seen before.
"You remember me now?"
She stared at him, but then started to realizing who he was.
"Get away from me!" she screeched.
"Or what? You'll kill me again? Not this time."
Anyone upstairs could hear a loud banging noise that exploded in the basement.
"What the hell was that?" Robin said, getting up from his sleep.
The noise came again.
By now everyone was up and had gone down to the basement door to investigate. They had gone in without uttering a sound. They went over to Terra's mattress to find she wasn't there.
"Let's keep looking," Robin told them. "She can only be down here."
They looked all over the basement, but there was no sign of her.
Where is she? Beast Boy thought.
A piercing scream answered his question. It was Starfire's scream, so that only meant there was something unessential to be afraid of that scared her. But she continued to scream and, as usual and predictable as it was, the others went to see what the problem was. When they found her, they also found caused to her scream.
Terra had just gotten away from them as they all went over to Starfire. There was a huge gash on her face.
"Are you okay?" Cyborg asked.
Before she could answer, something from the side had blown him into the wall. It was a huge rock that was catapulted by Terra, which just to fix some confusion had could from under the floor tiles in the ground below. Since it was the basement, it was very close to the soil.
Before she could do anymore damage, Raven had already cast her powers on her, trapping her in another dark, circular bubble. She struggled to get out but eventually gave up.
"What was that all about?"
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