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"Guess who's back for a visit?" The voice was strikingly similar to that of the changeling which was no surprise. Because he was part of him - and this time, he didn't intend upon leaving! "Didn't see that coming, huh? But no worries! I'm not gonna leave you again. In fact, how about I take over for good?" the grey copy smirked.

     the MOMENT beast boy heard the voice behind him, shivers went down his spine, the goosebumps rose against his skin and his hair on the back of his neck shot up. it couldn’t be..they had defeated themselves--their inner demons.

     and if this guy was back, did that mean that trigon was too?

     raven, his heart pounded inside of his chest for fear of his friend’s well being. but for now he would have to deal with this guy.

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as the pair of hands covers his eyes, there’s an immediate instinct to elbow whoever stood behind him. he stops himself–knowing this could just be a harmless prank–but then they speak. and he knows something’s wrong.

it sounds like her. but it doesn’t smell like her–doesn’t quite feel like her–and his sixth sense is jittering in the back of his mind, desperately trying to signal that something isn’t adding up. something is very, very wrong.

before he can really react, the hands press down on his head and force him around. gar blinks once as his eyes adjust. he sees a large, gray gorilla before an incredible force slams into him and forces him to the ground. white pain streaks through his chest, and all the air is thrust out of his lungs. he coughs, shakes his head. slowly, he becomes aware of the foot on his chest and the figure standing over him. his vision is still a little distorted… but he knows who this punda is.

      “Beast Boy?”

Their little rundown apartment was quiet, but she couldn’t really expect anything less. With no electricity there was little to be done, so the blonde found herself walking further into their home. Living like this wasn’t exactly luxurious, but she had spent so long living in caves and the outdoors - this was nothing in comparison.

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♭ - grip my muse’s jaw to make them look yours in the eye

At first, Raven was shocked at his daring move, her own eyes widening slightly as her gaze was forced to meet his. It didn’t last long, however, before her expression darkened to a dangerous glare.

“Insolence!” The Russian woman hissed, blue eyes narrowing angrily as she glared at the red eyed changeling with enough vehemence to burn a hole clean through a brick wall. She knew that this wasn’t the little green freak, but a demon from another dimension, a useful ally the Brain had said, but nobody spoke to her that way!

“If you vish to continue living I suggest talking to me vith more respect!” She growled, fingers sharpening into razor sharp blades as she took a menacing step forward.

Once she had the changeling in sight, she chose a nearby place to kneel down on, placing her hands on her knees and smiling down at him.

“I have heard that you had two chances of eliminating some of the Titans, and not finished either. How does it feel to fail so terribly, twice in a row?”

Aside from the coloring, this looked just like that Titan. The sudden attack only served to confirm her suspicions.