In 2019, everything was different. Everyone was different. Scanning the area, Garfield lowered to a squat in the shadows of the tower. The other Titans hadnât made contact since returning, leaving him wary of their situations. It was never really his intention to be a hero without a team, and he didnât plan on starting now. When he was alone, that was when his past was able to push through the facade he had spent so many years constructing. His gaze focused on the approaching sentinel, which appeared to be stalking a figure like prey. âWatch out!â The words came out in a choked scream. Leaping from the shadowed area, Garfield transformed while in the air, his hands now large paws that grasped the sentinel with ease. Rip. Disbanded at an alarmingly quick rate. As his body took shape in its human form again, he stretched his arms above his head to help him adjust back. Finally, Garfield faced the figure that was the sentinels prey. âAre you okay?â