Fan Fiction ❯ I'll Be ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )
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By: DamDariram18 
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 08.01.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 933 | Visits: 258 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 08.01.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 933 | Visits: 258 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: If I owned Teen Titans, Beast Boy and Raven would have more than just have ‘a moment’ in “The Beast Within”
(A/N: All of the Titans will seem very OOC in my story. I hope you don’t mind, but they have to be out of character to work with my story. I hope you like it. Please R&R!)
I’ll Be
Chapter 4
Raven’s POV
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I leave Starfire’s room, my insides burning with anger. Her logic still doesn’t make any sense to me. Before I talk to the next Titan, I decide to go and make sure Beast Boy is all right. I find him on the couch reading a comic. I can still feel the pain that he’s still experiencing, but I sigh in relief knowing that he’s doing something to occupy his mind.
I head down to the garage, knowing that Cyborg would be there working on his “baby”. Sure enough, there he is waxing the T-car. “Hey Cyborg, need any help?” I ask in what I’m hoping to be my usual monotone.
“Sure Rae. Here.” he says, tossing me a rag. I start rubbing the windshield, my thoughts returning to Beast Boy. I feel kind of nervous. If my conversation with Starfire didn’t go very well, then I’m pretty sure my conversation with Cyborg won’t go well either. I know that if I don’t say anything, things might get worse. I’m about to open my mouth to speak when Cyborg interrupts me.
“Are you okay, Rae?” he asks in concern.
I shake my head, tears clinging to my eyes. I try to hold them back, but Starfire’s words keep ringing in my head.
“What’s wrong?”
I lose all control. I drop the rag and fall to the ground, tears cascading down my cheeks. I can see paint cans falling off the shelves and rolling towards the T-car. Cyborg grabs me and pulls me out of the garage and outside the tower. He sits me on the ground carefully. “Rae, talk to me.”
“B-Beast Boy,” I manage to choke out.
Cyborg puts a robotic hand on my shoulder. “Did he hurt you again? If so, I’ll take care of him! I’ll talk to Robin and see if we could get him to leave the team and-.”
I cut him off almost losing control. My anger is hanging by a thread. I can hear the windows of the T-tower explode. “HE DIDN’T HURT ME!!! HE ALMOST HURT HIMSELF!!!!”
“What are you talking about?” Cyborg asks. I can tell he sounds confused. He probably still thinks Beast Boy hurt me. I manage to calm myself down a bit. Azarath Metrion Zinthos I chant in my head.
“Last night, I found him in his room, aiming a gun to his head! Why do you hate him so much? It’s hurting him, and I can’t stand seeing him in such pain.”
“You want me to be honest with you?” he asks.
I narrow my eyes. “Of course!”
“Because he’s always in the way! He never thinks before he does something. He almost destroyed me, remember (A/N: Eps. Crash). He always screws up the mission, by not acting serious when he needs to be. PLUS he doesn’t eat meat! He wouldn’t listen to us when he was in Beast form, or even the night before! He might even try to hurt us all again. We’re better off without him.”
My heart’s pounding against my chest. Beast Boy wasn’t kidding when he said the team hated him. “You know he didn’t mean to give you that virus.” I say quietly, finally calming myself down completely. “Besides, he was able to fix it. He doesn’t screw up the mission. If he doesn’t tell a joke, he gets really scared something bad is going to happen and it’s how he hides his fear. If anything, he helps us. I don’t blame him for not eating meat. I mean, how would you feel if you were in his position? And he couldn’t turn himself back because of the chemicals. And c’mon do you really think Beast Boy is willing to hurt us? I mean, it’s Beast Boy! We’re not better without him. The team needs him. He’s our friend, and we should be there, supporting him and trying to help him. Not staying mad and hating him!”
Cyborg shakes his head, ready to argue back, but before he can, I decide to end the conversation, so he could think about what I’m saying. “You may not need him, but I do. And if you still refuse to help him, then you’re not the kind of friend I thought you were.” I finish, getting up and heading back inside the tower. My love for Beast Boy grows stronger while my hatred for the others is growing stronger with each person I talk to.
(A/N: Not one of my best chapters, but it’ll have to do. I apologize if Cyborg seemed very much OOC. Please R&R! I’ll update soon. Love, RonLuver2005)
(A/N: All of the Titans will seem very OOC in my story. I hope you don’t mind, but they have to be out of character to work with my story. I hope you like it. Please R&R!)
I’ll Be
Chapter 4
Raven’s POV
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I leave Starfire’s room, my insides burning with anger. Her logic still doesn’t make any sense to me. Before I talk to the next Titan, I decide to go and make sure Beast Boy is all right. I find him on the couch reading a comic. I can still feel the pain that he’s still experiencing, but I sigh in relief knowing that he’s doing something to occupy his mind.
I head down to the garage, knowing that Cyborg would be there working on his “baby”. Sure enough, there he is waxing the T-car. “Hey Cyborg, need any help?” I ask in what I’m hoping to be my usual monotone.
“Sure Rae. Here.” he says, tossing me a rag. I start rubbing the windshield, my thoughts returning to Beast Boy. I feel kind of nervous. If my conversation with Starfire didn’t go very well, then I’m pretty sure my conversation with Cyborg won’t go well either. I know that if I don’t say anything, things might get worse. I’m about to open my mouth to speak when Cyborg interrupts me.
“Are you okay, Rae?” he asks in concern.
I shake my head, tears clinging to my eyes. I try to hold them back, but Starfire’s words keep ringing in my head.
“What’s wrong?”
I lose all control. I drop the rag and fall to the ground, tears cascading down my cheeks. I can see paint cans falling off the shelves and rolling towards the T-car. Cyborg grabs me and pulls me out of the garage and outside the tower. He sits me on the ground carefully. “Rae, talk to me.”
“B-Beast Boy,” I manage to choke out.
Cyborg puts a robotic hand on my shoulder. “Did he hurt you again? If so, I’ll take care of him! I’ll talk to Robin and see if we could get him to leave the team and-.”
I cut him off almost losing control. My anger is hanging by a thread. I can hear the windows of the T-tower explode. “HE DIDN’T HURT ME!!! HE ALMOST HURT HIMSELF!!!!”
“What are you talking about?” Cyborg asks. I can tell he sounds confused. He probably still thinks Beast Boy hurt me. I manage to calm myself down a bit. Azarath Metrion Zinthos I chant in my head.
“Last night, I found him in his room, aiming a gun to his head! Why do you hate him so much? It’s hurting him, and I can’t stand seeing him in such pain.”
“You want me to be honest with you?” he asks.
I narrow my eyes. “Of course!”
“Because he’s always in the way! He never thinks before he does something. He almost destroyed me, remember (A/N: Eps. Crash). He always screws up the mission, by not acting serious when he needs to be. PLUS he doesn’t eat meat! He wouldn’t listen to us when he was in Beast form, or even the night before! He might even try to hurt us all again. We’re better off without him.”
My heart’s pounding against my chest. Beast Boy wasn’t kidding when he said the team hated him. “You know he didn’t mean to give you that virus.” I say quietly, finally calming myself down completely. “Besides, he was able to fix it. He doesn’t screw up the mission. If he doesn’t tell a joke, he gets really scared something bad is going to happen and it’s how he hides his fear. If anything, he helps us. I don’t blame him for not eating meat. I mean, how would you feel if you were in his position? And he couldn’t turn himself back because of the chemicals. And c’mon do you really think Beast Boy is willing to hurt us? I mean, it’s Beast Boy! We’re not better without him. The team needs him. He’s our friend, and we should be there, supporting him and trying to help him. Not staying mad and hating him!”
Cyborg shakes his head, ready to argue back, but before he can, I decide to end the conversation, so he could think about what I’m saying. “You may not need him, but I do. And if you still refuse to help him, then you’re not the kind of friend I thought you were.” I finish, getting up and heading back inside the tower. My love for Beast Boy grows stronger while my hatred for the others is growing stronger with each person I talk to.
(A/N: Not one of my best chapters, but it’ll have to do. I apologize if Cyborg seemed very much OOC. Please R&R! I’ll update soon. Love, RonLuver2005)