Fan Fiction ❯ Hell Hath No Fury ❯ In and Out of Body Experiences ( Chapter 10 )

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Chapter 10: In and Out of Body Experience.
 
Robin and Cyborg both sat on the couch in the common room of Titan's Tower with confused looks on their faces. Neither fully comprehended what had transpired in the tower garage mere minutes before, but neither questioned it. The fact was that Robin's mind was not fully on the situation with the Reaper, and Cyborg's mind was concentrating on keeping Robin calm in the uncertainty that faced the Titan's leader. It took all he had to drag Robin from the medical lab, where Starfire now laid unconscious.
 
Robin's eyes darted from side to side frantically as he unconsciously messed with his glove. He wanted to be at Starfire's side when she woke up, and it killed him not to be. Glancing at Cyborg quickly, the boy wonder saw that his cybernetic ally had his gaze transfixed on the setting sun outside one of the tower's many oversized windows and nowhere near him. Knowing that this was his best chance, Robin stealthily slid off of the common room's couch, and slowly crept one foot at a time towards the door leading out of the common room. Step by step, his target grew nearer, and he could almost taste freedom.
 
Without warning, Robin was pulled roughly backwards by his cape back to the center of the common room. “Cyborg,” Robin yelled angrily, “would you just let me go see if she's awake?!” Robin's voice turned desperate. “I need to know that she's okay, Cy. I have to know.”
 
“She's going to be fine, Robin,” Cyborg said softly. “She is stronger than you know. A few bumps and bruises is no where near enough to make that girl stay down. Look,” Cyborg put a hand on Robin's shoulder, “I can't say that I know exactly how you feel because I have never been in this type of situation where you have to sit back and do nothing while someone you… care… for is in this kind of condition. I know, however, that how you feel is normal, but we have to stay out here. Raven and now the Reaper have gone to fight Trigon, and we have to be here in case they come back. More importantly, though, we have to be here in case they come back injured.”
 
Robin calmed down and stopped struggling against Cyborg. From the moment Raven had gone, he had know that her mission would be a perilous one, but it had not clicked in his mind until now that maybe Trigon really was too much for them to fight against. They had always come out on top in their battles, whether it was right away or eventually. Yet, this time, he was no longer so sure.
 
Out of nowhere, a flash of red light appeared on the couch in front of the two Titans. With hopes raised, both boys immediately looked down expecting to see Raven or at least the Reaper. Yet, who they saw was neither. A young, white haired girl, who looked to be around thirteen years old, was left lying on their couch. However, this new intruder was unmoving, and looked to have suffered from massive burns on her lower half.
 
“Oh my God!” Robin yelled out of fear after seeing the girl's wounds. “Cyborg, we need to get her to the medical lab, now!”
 
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Raven slowly levitated towards Beast Boy's floating body, ignoring the severe pain in her previously broken leg. Normal wounds she could heal almost completely, but bones seemed to be more difficult than they should be. She was never able to fully heal a broken or damaged bone. Nevertheless, she was able to do what she could, but a mere fracture remained. Out of fear that she might re-injure her leg, the dark teen did not dare attempt to take one step with her legs on her own.
 
Beast Boy's body floated a foot off of the rocky ground, but what scared Raven was that it was emanating a strange red aura around it as well as retaining the four glowing red eyes given by Trigon. Trigon was still inside of Beast Boy. That much Raven knew. Yet, she could not help but wonder if Beast Boy was faring okay alone with Trigon inside his body. Se had no idea of what was happening, or of the war currently being waged inside of the changeling's mind, but not knowing only intensified her worry. However, se was still Raven, and she had to force herself to repress the many emotions rising within her soul.
 
The Reaper ran back towards the floating body of Beast Boy. He had done what he had setout to do three years ago, but a part of him would not allow himself to rejoice so easily. That same part would not allow him to leave this dimension just yet. He was not about to leave someone else with the same grief he felt now that his was over. The Reaper would do all he could to help Raven save Beast Boy. Unfortunately, that meant once again stabbing the changeling with his sickle. Even though he knew that the spell he used healed the targeted body, the Reaper felt that Raven was not going to like it any more than she already did.
 
The Reaper stopped beside Raven's levitating form and teleported his sickle from the ground behind them to his hands. Hesitantly, he turned to Raven. “She's finally safe,” the Reaper spoke softly. “She is free from all of this, but we are not. I'm going to have to stab lover… Beast Boy again. Listen. He will not feel a thing. I promise. He won't loose that much blood either. I'll be quick. I -“
 
“Just do it!” Raven screamed. “The faster that you do it, the faster we free him. I know Beast Boy, and I do not think he would care how much damage this does to him. He would want to be free, so just do it, and do it now!”
 
Sighing, the reaper gripped his sickle tightly and positioned it just in front of Beast Boy's chest. “I just wanted you to have some warning this time, and understand what this takes. I caught you off guard last time, and I just wanted to make sure that your reaction will be different this time around love.” The Reaper chuckled slightly at his attempt to lighten the mood around them, but soon found that a glare was all that he received from Raven. Giving up, he opted just to get right down to what he came to do. “All right, here goes… everything.”
 
Throwing all caution to the wind, the Reaper plunged his sickle with all of his strength into Beast Boy's body's stomach. There was no reaction from Beast Boy's floating body. There were no cries of pain. There was no gasp of shock. The only thing that happened was that once again, blood slowly began to flow from where the Reaper's sickle had punctured the changeling's body. Without any further hesitation, the Reaper spoke the two words which ironically Trigon taught him.
 
“SHINIS HELK!” The Reaper yelled with pure hatred as he searched for any sign of Trigon's power within Beast Boy's body. Suddenly, the Reaper's sickle began to glow a deep re, and the British teen knew that he had found what he was searching for within the body of the changeling. Knowing exactly what to do next, the Reaper began to retrieve his sickle from Beast Boy's body. However, this action did not go unnoticed by his former master.
 
“Minion” the voice of Trigon boomed inside the Reaper's head, “how dare you raise your weapon against me! Did you forget that I control the fate of your precious sister? Stop this at once or I will be forced to destroy that worthless hindrance once and for all.”
 
The spiritual form of Trigon's arm slowly emerged from the green Titan's body, and a wave of red energy shot in all directions before circling the scene around the Reaper. The Reaper only pulled harder, ignoring Trigon's attempts to keep a foothold within Beast Boy, as well as the tornado of blood red energy now forming around them.
 
“That's not going to happen!” The Reaper yelled out of spite as Trigon's head emerged. “Look around you, you monster. My sister has been freed, and with her, my allegiance to you died instantly. I am no longer your minion of darkness, or your instrument of death. I am free, and there is nothing you can do to stop me from ensuring that you never get the chance to do to someone else what you did to me!”
 
Trigon's entire upper body was now completely expelled from Beast Boy's body, and more was being forced out by the second. Yet, this action did not go uncontested by Trigon. He had claimed that body for himself, and in his mind, nothing was going to stop him from completely controlling it.
 
Trigon thrust his massive right arm back into the changeling's body, in a final attempt to gain some kind of leverage over what was happening to him. With a massive struggle, Trigon began to pull his arm out of Beast Boy's body, revealing the Beast caught within his clutches. The Beast roared in anger and fought to free himself from his captor, but nothing he did achieved his freedom from the hand of the demon before him.
 
“If I cannot have this body,” Trigon glared spitefully at the Beast, “then I will allow no one else to posses it at all. You are coming with me, whether you like it or not!”
 
The Beast continued to struggle as the Reaper continued to force Trigon's presence out of Beast Boy's body, but his efforts were useless. Suddenly a single thought belonging to the true Beast Boy entered into the Beast's mind, causing the Beast to let out an equivalent of a snicker. With all the force the Beast could muster, it roughly bit down on the top fingers of the enormous demon holing him captive, causing a shrill girlish shriek of pain to erupt out of Trigon's mouth as well as forcing the demon's grip to loosen on the Beast.
 
 
Taking advantage of its newly obtained opportunity, the Beast forced Trigon's now loosely clenched fist to open completely and allow him to slip from the demon's grasp. The Beast's instincts told it to stay and fight, but the voice of Beast Boy screamed for it to get back to their body. In the end, the Beast was left with little choice as Trigon quickly recovered from the Beast's attack and once again lashed out at his opponent. The Beast swiftly dodged Trigon's fist and ran towards the changeling's still floating body.
 
“NO! You will not get the better of me again you worthless creature,” Trigon roared as he grasped for the Beast with both hands now, but as the Beast neared the body he once inhabited, he had one final trick in mind. As both of Trigon's fists came at the Beast from both sides, the primal side of Beast Boy leaped for its old body. Trigon was too fast, though, and he would have the Beast in his clutches in mere seconds. However, just as Trigon began to clamp his fists around the Beast, it allowed Beast Boy to once again to regain control and revert back to his human self, completely slipping through Trigon's grasp and into his body.
 
With one final pull, the Reaper thrust the rest of Trigon's influence out of Beast Boy's body. A huge cloud of red mist was instantly expelled from the changeling, and it sought its owner immediately. Trigon's spirit form angrily stood to his feet and cursed everything and everyone around him as the red mist encumbered its owner. With a flash of red light, Trigon's physical form returned to him, although he had never wanted to be in that form ever again.
 
“Minion,” Trigon roared in anger, “Before this day is done, your blood will be on my hands, and I will hunt your sister down as well. I will feast upon her flesh, and take delight in her-” A large stone section of the rocky island encased in a black aura came out of nowhere and collided with Trigon's face, causing a mere grunt of dissatisfaction to escape his lips. Trigon glared with all four of his evil, yellow eyes at the thrower of the projectile, his own daughter.
 
“Trigon,” Raven said hatefully as she glared right back at her father, “you should never make threats that you will never keep. You die here and now, father!”
 
“You intend to kill me?” Trigon laughed evilly. “My former minion has tried many times to no avail before. He cannot harm me, and you are barely a challenge. You will all die today!”
 
“I don't think so, Trigon,” the Reaper spat. “I may not be able to harm you, but my powers will make it to where you cannot harm her.”
 
“Besides,” a familiar voice said calmly to the side of Trigon. All turned to see who, and they were met with the sight of Beast Boy now back in control of his own body, stretching as if he had just woken up, “you forget that Raven is hardly alone in this fight. I'm here too, in more ways than one.” With that, Beast Boy grinned and once again transformed into the Beast, allowing his alter ego to take control for what would no doubt ably be a rough fight.
 
All were silent in preparation of the battle just waiting to begin before them. Trigon's eyes shifted quickly from his daughter to his former servant to the body he once possessed. All that he was connected to had joined to rebel against his might. However, in the massive demon's mind, they would soon learn to regret their idiotic choice right before they died. The evil demon's eyes narrowed, and all three of his enemies knew exactly what was to come.
 
“I will be freed from this place,” Trigon roared as he drew back his giant fist, “but it will sooner be your grave!” With that, Trigon called upon all of his strength to propel his red fist at his own daughter, Raven. Her father's attack was coming too fast, and she made no move to dodge it, but that was only because she knew that she was not alone in this fight. At the last second, the Reaper appeared in front of Raven and then vanished, taking the dark goddess with him.
 
“Maybe you didn't hear me the first time, mate,” the Reaper laughed from behind Trigon, who quickly spun around only to have a large green figure collide with his face knocking the demon backward as the Beast clung to Trigon and delivered punch after punch to the demon. “You may be powerful,” the Reaper continued, “but power is nothing when you have no chance to hit who you are aiming to kill.”
 
Trigon felt hit after hit delivered to him from the Beast, and what little damage it did only fueled his anger more. With a loud roar, the representation of evil itself shot his right arm at the Beast who still clung to his face. With the Beast focused on the attack, it did not see Trigon's counter coming. Thus, the primal side to Beast Boy soon found himself once again in the clutches of its enemy.
 
Trigon did not hesitate for an instant. His goal was to kill, and he was hell bent on doing just that. Focusing all of his might, Trigon the terrible flung the Beast as far out as he could towards the sea of magma that cursed the hell dimension he was confined to. The liquid fire would do his work for him. Rage had blinded the demon from all logic, causing Trigon to disregard any need for anything around him.
 
The Beast flew through the air toward his unwanted destination with screams of horror and panic from the true Beast Boy echoing inside the Beast's head. Without warning, the Reaper appeared on top of him, and the Beast found itself colliding with mere ground mere feet away from Raven, who was in the midst of continuing on their fight against her father.
 
“Azerath Metrion Zinthos!” Raven yelled as she shot power from her hands at the face of Trigon. Trion instinctively countered with beams of energy emanating from his four eyes. Ironically, darkness met light in a battle that would determine the fate of the world, except, it was Raven's darkness that would be the savior of the universe if it were to win.
 
It took every ounce of will that Raven had within her, but she was able to keep Trigon's power from advancing towards her. She was safe for the moment, but she could only keep her attack up for so long. The dark Titan looked over at the Reaper and the Beast, who was struggling to get back on all fours.
 
“Beast Boy!” Raven screamed pleadingly. “Attack now while he is concentrated on me. Use his tactics against him, drive him into the magma!”
 
The Beast nodded, understanding Raven's plan perfectly. Before proceeding, however, the Beast also nodded to the Reaper as if to say thank you for its rescue. Without any further hesitation, the Beast charged at the giant demon before him. Leaping with all of its might, the Beast aimed itself at the red stomach of Trigon.
 
Trigon continued his attack on Raven with as much strength as he began with. However, he knew his daughter's strengths as well as her weaknesses. He could see her begin to falter in her attack, and he knew that it would only be a matter of time before the end of Raven. Yet, he had not seen the Beast's rescue, and he was completely ignorant of the assault the Beast was planning.
 
Suddenly, Trigon felt a shot of pain shoot throughout his stomach, and his concentration shattered as he stumbled backward. The demon's bellows of discomfort echoed throughout the cave, but they were soon quelled as Raven's unblocked attack caught up to Trigon.
 
Everything hit Trigon at once, and it got the better of the mighty demon. Trigon continued to stumble backwards towards the sea of magma. Struggling, Trigon eventually found his balance at the edge of the island. He stood on both feet once again and glared murderous daggers at the trio standing before him. “You will not prevail. I will have my vengen-”
 
Trigon's epic speech was cut fortunately short as yet another stone section of the landmass collided with the evil father's face. Yet, there was no time to cry out in pain for Trigon. The Beast quickly followed up by once again driving its shoulder into the stomach of Trigon, causing the demon to fall backwards into the deep sea of magma. Loud shrieks of pain and agony echoed around the trio of good as they watched the demon that once haunted them sink slowly into his own grave.
 
As the last remaining body part of Trigon sunk beneath the surface of the magma freely flowing around them, the Beast began to stand straight up as its form changed back into the human Beast Boy. “Score one for the dudes back home,” Beast Boy sighed as he collapsed backward onto the ground in exhaustion. Changing into the Beast and back again took almost everything Beast Boy had in him, but doing it several times completely wore him out.
 
Raven knelt down beside Beast Boy and took his head in her arms. The dark Titan smiled as she watched the one she secretly loved fall slowly into sleep, …until Beast Boy suddenly flung his arms out groggily in celebration.
 
“And, score like five billion for us!” Beast Boy laughed right before completely falling unconscious.