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Anyways, again, I think this story is gonna go longer than planned, again. I have no control over this story. It has a mind of it's own.

Enjoy this chapter. It makes me sad.

It was if all of Beastboy's nightmares had come true. How many times had he shot out of bed, yelling, covered in sweat, twisted in his sheets, terrified by the haunting images of demonic Raven coming to tear him and the other titans limb from limb.

And now, it was real.

Because there was no way this was a dream. The smile that settled on Raven's lips was otherworldly. Even his overactive imagination couldn't have created something so eerie.

He gulped. "Raven, where are our friends?"

Raven cocked her head to the side. "I think you should be a little more worried about yourself, Beastboy."

"Are they dead?" He had to know.

"Why?" Her voice teased, trying to get a rise out of him, "Are you going to kill me if they are?" She laughed.

Now, that was the question. Was he going to kill her? Could her kill her?

Beastboy hardened his face. "I asked you a question first."

She cackled. "No. They are not dead. Yet."

Beastboy's body tensed as the empath started to slither toward him. The edges of her cloak rippled off the ground, curls of black energy boiling just beyond the fabric. "Now, BB," she said his name almost affectionately, a creepy coating making the words cut deep. "are you going to kill me?"

"I guess we'll just have to see."

Raven's smirk widened, showing off her sharp fangs.

She didn't believe him for one minute. There was no way he would hurt his precious Raven. He would rather die than cause harm to the sorceress, demon or not.

Or at least, that's what she thought.

Because Beastboy wasn't so sure. He was a hero, trained to take down the bad guys no matter what the personal costs. And if Raven had intentions on killing his friends, he didn't know how much hope was left to get her back. He would have to play this game carefully.

The sorceress's tongue brushed past her fangs, wetting her lips. "Well, what are you waiting for Gar? Come and get me."

The green cheetah burst from his skin, charging at the empath. His teeth missed, but his claws tugged at flesh, drawing a little blood. Raven let out an angry cry, hurling her dark magic toward his face. The energy scratched and ripped at the changeling, grabbing him by the hind legs and tossing him backward down the hallway. Beastboy shifted mid air and landed on his feet as a heaving bull. His hooves patted the ground before launching himself at Raven's floating form. She dodged easily and used her powers to slam the animal into the ceiling.

Slightly dizzy, Beastboy lifted himself off the ground. He watched as she snickered at his pain. Beastboy started running toward her, then shifted into a green rat. He skirted around the deadly bolts of dark magic flung at him, shifting to a python and encircling the her. He pinned down her arms and forced her legs together, rendering her immobile, squeezing tighter and tighter. He felt her struggle for breath. Just as Beastboy thought she was going to pass out, a black force propelled him across the room, his head slamming into and shattering the ceiling light.

He could feel the blood trickle down his forehead. His eyelids felt heavy. He forced his head up, facing his crazed teammate. Her hood had fallen during the struggle and now two pairs of wide, red glowing eyes stared back at him. Her hallow, twisted smile made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He knew if he lived through this, he would never forget this face.

He'd see it in every nightmare.

"Ready to join your friends Beastboy?" Her voice reminded him of curled milk.

He whipped some blood from his lip. "Not quite yet."

Her smile cracked. She raised her hand, energy pulsing around her fingers. Beastboy charged once again, turning into a pterodactyl, intent on temporally blinding the sorceress. The tendrils of her magic caught him mid air, quickly wrapping around his throat. Beastboy shifted back to his human self, his fingers prying at the dark energy.

He was gasping for breath. "R- Rae-!"

"Goodbye Beastboy." She hissed.

Then, his world fell into darkness.



Beep. Beep.

Beastboy peeled open his eyelids, taking in his surroundings, and his aching muscles.

Ugly ceiling. He turned his head, facing an IV drip and a heart monitor. He was in the Tower's infirmary.

"How are you feeling?"

Beastboy lifted his head toward the voice. Kid Flash stood over him, smiling cheerfully.

"Wh- What? Wally? How'd you get here? What happened?!"

"Don't hurt yourself," he cautioned "Speedy, Jinx and I got here just as that big head of yours hit the ground. What can you remember?"

He had no problem recalling them memory "Raven strangling me, then nothing. Where's my team?"

"They're all okay. Raven just had them under a pretty hefty spell. It took a lot out of Jinx to break it but everyone's fine. Cyborg is plugged in downstairs, Starfire is sleeping in her own room, and Robin is... working."

Beastboy's eyes flashed. "What about Raven?"

The hero let out a deep sigh. "She's... still asleep."

Beastboy attempted to sit up, but just barley managed to lift his head a few inches off the pillow before falling back. "Where is she?"

"Whoa there, you need to relax. You've been out for hours now. For a while, we didn't know if we were going to be able to wake you up."

"I want to see her."

Wally frowned, worry lines forming on his face. "Not now."

"When?" He sounded like a thirsty man asking for water.

Wally looked at his green friend curiously, opening his mouth to speak, but then closing it. He appeared to be struggling with a question.

"Beastboy, can I ask you something?"

The changeling bobbed his head.

"Why are you so eager to go see the person who just tried to kill you with her bare hands?"

"She wasn't herself. That wasn't her."

"Well I know she wasn't herself, I got that when I saw the rest of your friends, but that, that was her, Beastboy."

"She was possessed. Trisha did something to her. Please tell me you caught her."

"There was no need to."

"What?" Beastboy almost yelled.

"She was dead when we got here."

He blinked. "Dead? How?"

Wally snorted. "How do you think?"

Beastboy paused. "Raven killed her?"

Wally nodded bitterly.

Beastboy's head slumped back. "That's two she's killed." he said mostly to himself.

"Yes, on account of her powers."

"It wasn't her fault!" Beastboy could feel his blood boiling.

Wally sighed deeply. "Look, Garfield, I know Raven would never intentionally hurt someone, but she's dangerous. You know that."

Beastboy wanted to laugh, but nothing about this was humorous. "Wally, we're all dangerous."

"You know what I mean, Logan."

"No actually, I don't." Beastboy's jaw locked.

Wally sighed again and took a seat in the chair alongside the hospital bed. "Robin wanted to tell you himself, but I think you should know..."

Beastboy's eyes narrowed and his voice took on a dangerous edge "Tell me what?"

Wally bit down on his lip as he stared at his fellow titan. "It's about Raven."

"What about her."

"Well, I don't really know how to tell you this, Garfield. Please, just try to stay calm. We're trying to do all we can, I just need you to stay calm."

It was a good thing Beastboy's arms were in restraints or he would have reached over and strangled Wally right then and there. "Tell me. Now."

Sadness and pity filled Wally's eyes.

"Whatever Trisha did to Raven, we think it's permeant."