To Save You

"Glorious morning dear friends!" Starfire proclaimed as she flew down the stairs. Her late night excursion with Robin had gone well and she was feeling fresher then usual this morning.
Cyborg, sitting in front of the TV, grunted and changed the channel without ever looking up. Having a room right next to Robin's, he had been kept up all night by the two. He was in anything but a 'glorious' mood.
Raven sat in a chair, legs crossed and arms folded in her morning meditative ritual not paying attention to that which was transpiring around her.
Robin hovered over the kitchen counter with a fork poised in one hand and a spoon in the other ready to shovel his steaming pile of eggs and bacon into his mouth.

Beast Boy was strangely absent.

Beast boy, alone in his room, sat with his head in his hands and wept. He had been up all night with the thoughts of his death and what he could do to prevent his own demise. His thoughts had been racing wildly with a few solutions to his predicament, but they always brought to him just more questions. How was he ever going to fix things?
"Find out between now and when you die what you regret and change it." He kept repeating Ravens words in an almost seamless mantra, finding strength in the thought that there might be a solution to what was so plaguing him. If only the answer would present itself! Then maybe he could just get some sleep.
He closed his eyes for the first time in many hours, but was awaken by a sharp pain in his stomach. Food didn't seem like a rational thing to worry about when one was going to die, but his stomach seemed to disagree.

Beast Boy trotted downstairs and put the biggest fake grin of his life on his face. No one bothered to even look at him as he made his way across the room and into the kitchen. Robin sat at the counter patting his belly and belched. Everyone else seemed to be going about his or her normal morning business. How dare they not be upset that he was going to die? How dare they not even care! Beast Boy looked around again but was not surprised to see nothing change.
Beast Boy's rational thinking took over again at the moment he almost started yelling; his conscious catching on to the obviousness of what was going on while his sleep deprived brain tried to keep up. They don't know yet because no one has told them. BB looked to Raven who sat suspended in air meditating. As his gaze fell on her and lingered, he could visibly see her subtly twitch. "Raven didn't say a word to any of them..." BB thought as he tore his eyes from her and moved towards the fridge.
Robin gave BB a slight nod of acknowledgement as he opened the fridge and started to rummage through it. Beast Boy knew he was hungry, that was certain but he didn't have an appetite like usual. Nothing looked really good to eat to him. "Just another sign that my head isn't on strait," BB said to himself as he pushed a plate of cold sausage aside. He didn't feel like eating tofu for breakfast, and salad wasn't a breakfast time meal. Noodles were an option, but so was rice and soy sauce. Then again, he didn't feel like either sounded very appetizing.
Raven opened her left eye slightly and peered over at the hunched over Beast Boy rummaging through the fridge. She understood his turmoil and had thought it better that she not tell the other titans about his predicament. She knew that in telling them would only complicate matters, and when seeing 'into the future,' anything done out of place could have dramatic consequences. Now, she knew she hadn't seen into the future, more or less she had done the opposite of that, but it still followed the same basic principles. For some reason that was beyond her comprehension, Beast Boy was being given a chance to change the outcome of his life.
Beast Boy eyed a large fruit bowl sitting in the back of the fridge full of watermelon, grapes, and strawberries. BB reached back and pulled a grape from the bowl and popped it into his mouth to find it to be very sour tasting. He screwed up his face and spit it out in the trash. Looking up from the trashcan, he eyes the cabinets and made his way over to root through them.
Raven was starting to feel this desperate need to help BB in his plight, but there wasn't much she could do for him now until he had it figured out what he needed to do. She had no way of understanding that mixed up mind of his. This was something that he was going to have to figure out on his own.
He searched frantically through the cabinets looking for something to fill the empty hole that seemed to be growing inside his stomach. Beast Boy's head was one fire from his racing thoughts, and his stomach felt as though it held a red hot knife that was trying to cut its way out of his body. His search intensified, BB decided that it no longer mattered if it sounded good or not, the need to eat had over-ridden everything else.
Beast Boy raced back to the fridge and opened up the freezer and grabbed a box of waffles. He tore them open, destroying the package and freed the cold, hard waffled disks. His mind raced faster and his stomach ached as he reached for the toaster to drop in his delicious breakfast.
Robin and Starfire were cuddled together on the couch, Raven sat in her chair quietly and Cyborg shifted uncomfortably and grunted. It was 7:42 in the morning. Beast Boy was in the kitchen cooking his breakfast when all of a sudden he collapsed to the floor.


The sounds of battle being waged again filled his ears. The sulfur and the smoke were nearly choking him. The heat of the earth permeated around him. Beast Boy felt nothing but terror, fearful to open his eyes and survey where he was. Could he open his eyes? He didn't feel like trying. He knew where he must be. From above him came a cackle so sinister his soul felt as though it were torn to shreds, and the wail that followed it made his blood run cold; he could hear it all. He knew where he was without ever cracking his eyes. This must be hell.
At the thought that he was in hell he reflexively opened his eyes. The cackle from above caused his eyes to dart up to the glimmer of light he could faintly see above him. Suddenly, the small light was turned to black as something fell twisting down. It struggled feebly, flapping wildly about, it's wailing carrying a deep, profound sadness. It fell like a brick and landed no more then four feet away from the startled changeling. Warm blood splattered against his face, the warm, wet sensation bringing him back to his senses. He turned his head and spit at the taste of the blood on his lips.
Beast Boy knew he shouldn't look and see who it was. The stone stalagmite through its chest was all the proof that he should have needed but he had to make certain. Beast Boy took a tentative step forward and wiped the remaining blood from his eyes. There, impaled on the stalagmite in front of him, was him.
Beast Boy screamed, his wail carrying the sound of his anguish all the way back...


...to Titan Tower where everyone stood around his medical bed observing his condition. He was sweating profusely, and tears ran down the sides of his cheeks. He was in emotional distress beyond anything he had ever experienced. The lingering effects brought by whatever it was that had just happened to him were more painful even then when Terra had left him and much more terrible then the worst physical tortures he had endured.
Everyone jumped back at his blood-curdling scream except for Raven who felt nothing but pity for the poor green titan. Beast Boy started to thrash his arms and wave wildly, but Robin and Cyborg easily held him in place. Their brute strength was an easy match for his terrified fury.
Beast Boy struggled for a moment, his arms jerking spasmodically and his legs kicking every which way, but he soon calmed down as the images in his mind began to slowly fade into shadowed memory.