She thought she knew everything there was to know about Beast Boy, but she couldn't have been more wrong.
"Come on Gar, you have to fly to that tree over there, okay?" his mother told him, Gar looked at her straight in the eyes, and then looked to his father. They were looking at him in desperation, and they pleaded, so Gar gave in,
"Okay, I'll go," They nodded their heads in sadness, and whispered,
"We love you Gar, now go." He smiled at his parents and took to the air, turning into a Kingfisher, and flew to a nearby tree, just as he turned around to prove to his parents that he could follow directions, their boat blew up and went flying over the side of the waterfall, dragging along Garfield Logan's only family with it. His heart tore in half. His parents, the only ones who could ever love a little green freak, had just been murdered.
Gar threw himself out of the tree, tumbling to the ground; forgetting he could morph, and sprinted to the edge of the cliff where he collapsed and cried his heart out. He cried for his family, the only ones to ever truly love him, cried for himself, wondering what would happen to them, he just cried. Pouring his soul out on to the lonely rock he was laying on with tears he wished he could stop, he wished he could turn back time and wished he would have stayed with his parents, because then; at least he wouldn't be alone.
A hand grabbed at the back of his collar and yanked him from the ground roughly.
"You're coming with us kid," a gruff voice growled. Garfield shrieked and tried to get away, shifting into a bird, but because this was the only animal he knew how to change into, he couldn't escape. He was dragged away by his parents' murderers; screaming and crying for help, but of course, who would want to help a little green freak…
Beast Boy shot up in bed, sweating and to his dismay; screaming. He brought his knees up towards his chest and put his face in his hands, confused and distraught from the emotions of his past coming back to haunt him after such a long time. He grabbed his pillow and threw it to the ground in a fit of rage, he turned into a tiger and pounced on it; ripping it to shreds as he tried to once again lock away the memories that were trying to flood through his brain. Suddenly, his door flew open, revealing a group of four worried teens, who were all (with the exception of Raven, who was still wearing her uniform) still in their PJ's.
"Beast Boy, what's wrong, we heard screaming?" Robin asked, at the front of the group, he looked at the green changeling in alarm, surprised to find him ripping up his pillow. Turning back into his human form, he stood up and plastered his signature goofy grin on his face, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment.
"Sorry guys, I just had a nightmare." The Titans looked around his room and Cyborg smirked,
"What happened dude, were you being attacked by a pillow monster?" He gestured to the floor, which was now a sea of feathers, Beast Boy looked down at his hands and muttered 'oops' before looking back up again.
"I didn't realize I got so frustrated," he admitted, "I guess I just needed to blow off a little steam, but I'm fine now, so you guys go back to bed. It's too early for you to be up now, it's only 6." Slapping on his grin again for emphasis, he added, "Besides, you'll want to be fully rested when I kick all your butts in training in 2 hours." Mumbling a few 'yea right' 's and 'I'm so sure' 's, the rest of them dragged themselves back to their rooms, while Beast Boy; when he made sure they were all gone, locked his door and let his smile slip off his face and let his body sink to the floor. He couldn't understand where this dream suddenly came from, he had been hiding his past from the rest of the Titans ever since he joined them, feigning happiness and pretending to be an immature goof ball, just to make sure they never knew the pain he was truly feeling, he didn't want them to reject him. He stood up and walked over to his bedside table, pushing a button on the back of his picture frame. A picture of him and his parents replaced the one of all of his new friends. He dropped down onto his bed and refused to let any tears flow, he hadn't cried at all since the day he was captured, not even through torture of horrific measures did he let his kidnappers have the satisfaction of seeing his pain. All of a sudden, he clenched his fists around the picture of his family and threw it to the ground, hoping the titans didn't hear the glass shatter. Taking a deep breath, he stood up, and stomped out of his room, once again hating himself for letting his parents die alone all those years ago. He mindlessly walked down the hall and into the kitchen, not noticing Raven meditating in the living room. She looked up when he walked in, and watched him as he poured a glass of soy milk and sat down at the counter, lost in his thoughts.
"Beast Boy?" She called out to him, but he didn't respond, he just kept staring into his glass, showing no emotions,
"Beast Boy?" She called louder, but still no response, next thing she knew, he stood up so suddenly that the bar stool underneath him crashed to the ground. Startled out of his trance, Beast Boy scowled and replaced the chair in its rightful position. He turned around muttering to himself when he spotted Raven and stopped dead in his tracks. Once again, masking his true emotions, he let a sheepish grin grow on his face.
"Raven, I didn't see you there!" He exclaimed, "Were you watching me, have you finally fallen for my devastating good looks and witty charm?" He wiggled his eyebrows and Raven rolled her eyes.
"Right, like that would happen," she said sarcastically, his ears drooped and his smile wavered slightly, he quickly composed himself and retorted,
"Just you wait and see, someday you will fall for me, and then you'll be sorry," Raven just rolled her eyes again.
"Let's go Beast Boy; Robin will be waiting for us in the training room." He nodded his head and gestured to his glass of milk, indicating he was just going to finish. As soon as Raven left the room, Beast Boy dropped back into his seat and let his head fall onto the counter. Sighing, he chugged the last of his milk and dragged himself to the training room, getting prepared to fake being the weakest Titan once more.