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Beast Boy #7: Road to Self Discovery, Part One
It's moments later that an alarm starts sounding off. But it sounds different.. Also, it's seemingly coming from everywhere at once. The expression on Tara's face changes instantaneously, recognizing the sound.
"No no no. That can't be right." She mutters as she runs towards a guard, that's heading towards the city center of Markovburg.
"What's going on?!" She barks at the guard. He's clearly worried, as he's sweating profusely through his uniform.
"Princess Tara?? You- You're alive!" He says, in his thick Markovian accent.
"News about my death has been greatly exaggerated. Now spit it out. Why is that alarm going off? It's not supposed to unless-" She says, her expression quickly changing to being quite frantic, and worried.
"I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this.. Your father-- I mean King Viktor, has been murdered.. Somehow, someone was able to sneak into the palace." He says, interrupting Tara mid sentence, only to pause in between sentences. I honestly wasn't expecting him to be civil. Especially with what she's told me about how everyone views her now. Pretty much the black sheep of the family. Guess he has slightly bigger things to worry about though.
"I have to go." She replies
"You just said you weren't going back. Once they learned what's happ-"
"Yeah, well, things change Gar. My family --- Brion needs me. I need to make sure he's okay. If that means risking my own safety, so be it. " She says, interrupting me, with the earth beneath her forming into a rock platform. Within a matter of seconds, she flies away, rightfully upset with the news. As much as she was trying to stay strong, you could start to see her tearing up. Anyway, the guard goes back to his business, running towards the city center, presumably towards the huge castle that looks like something straight out of a fantasy movie. The place where Tara's probably going to now as well. I know it's not really my place, as I'm an outsider to this country, and everyone in it, but I should be there for her. Especially since I know how she feels. But at the same time, there's this throbbing pain that may come back at any moment. Then there's the voices, telling me to go to San Diego.
It doesn't feel right leaving Tara on her own right now, but I can't just ignore it. There has to be a reason I heard it. Someone else could be in danger. I'm sorry Tara.. I'll be back, once I figure out what's going on with me. This is going to take me a while.. Only so fast a peregrine falcon can go..
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Many Days Later, San Diego
So I'm finally here, after taking many stops along the way. San Diego, the birthplace of California! At least, that's what it says on the sign, as I fly by. Lucky for me, being formerly famous has its perks. Lots of fans, eager to help me out, even though I told them they really didn't have to. Of course that also meant a whole lot of pictures and signings, which can be quite exhausting. Felt like I never stopped being an actor for those moments.. I won't lie, it's great to have that support, but at the same time, I want people to see me for me. I'm not just Beast Boy of the Doom Patrol, or the loveable Tork from Space-Trek: 2022. There's more to me than that. I'm Garfield Logan too. A human being, that is far from being perfect. I don't deserve to be put up on a pedestal, as I've made my fair share of mistakes, some of which still haunt me to this day. But I'm doing the best I can to move forward, and be the best version of myself each day.
As I'm flying through the city, I notice two people fighting, which is enough to make me stop flying. One of them is dressed in orange and blue costume, and the other in a white suit. I dive down, to get a closer look at the ongoing brawl, watching from a nearby alleyway. Without knowing anything, I for some reason find myself cheering for the costumed guy to win. The man in the white suit is trying to stab the other guy, with surgical tongs of all things... It doesn't look good for him, as the other guy is able to dodge him rather easily. The man in orange is able to disarm him quickly, and within seconds, the fight is over, with the man in white knocked unconscious against the street lamp. There's something about this guy in orange that is quite calming.. Though, I'm not sure what exactly it is.
Looking up, I notice someone on the rooftop across the street, with a bag beside them. Pulling what I'm assuming are parts out of said bag, they start assembling their weapon, aiming at the man that just won the fight. Can't quite tell what the weapon exactly is, but it's safe to assume it's nothing good. It's at this point that I start running out into the street where the guy is.
"Watch out!!" I yell, trying to warn him. Unfortunately, it's too late, as the first shot goes off.
Beast Boy #7: Road to Self Discovery, Part One
It's moments later that an alarm starts sounding off. But it sounds different.. Also, it's seemingly coming from everywhere at once. The expression on Tara's face changes instantaneously, recognizing the sound.
"No no no. That can't be right." She mutters as she runs towards a guard, that's heading towards the city center of Markovburg.
"What's going on?!" She barks at the guard. He's clearly worried, as he's sweating profusely through his uniform.
"Princess Tara?? You- You're alive!" He says, in his thick Markovian accent.
"News about my death has been greatly exaggerated. Now spit it out. Why is that alarm going off? It's not supposed to unless-" She says, her expression quickly changing to being quite frantic, and worried.
"I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this.. Your father-- I mean King Viktor, has been murdered.. Somehow, someone was able to sneak into the palace." He says, interrupting Tara mid sentence, only to pause in between sentences. I honestly wasn't expecting him to be civil. Especially with what she's told me about how everyone views her now. Pretty much the black sheep of the family. Guess he has slightly bigger things to worry about though.
"I have to go." She replies
"You just said you weren't going back. Once they learned what's happ-"
"Yeah, well, things change Gar. My family --- Brion needs me. I need to make sure he's okay. If that means risking my own safety, so be it. " She says, interrupting me, with the earth beneath her forming into a rock platform. Within a matter of seconds, she flies away, rightfully upset with the news. As much as she was trying to stay strong, you could start to see her tearing up. Anyway, the guard goes back to his business, running towards the city center, presumably towards the huge castle that looks like something straight out of a fantasy movie. The place where Tara's probably going to now as well. I know it's not really my place, as I'm an outsider to this country, and everyone in it, but I should be there for her. Especially since I know how she feels. But at the same time, there's this throbbing pain that may come back at any moment. Then there's the voices, telling me to go to San Diego.
It doesn't feel right leaving Tara on her own right now, but I can't just ignore it. There has to be a reason I heard it. Someone else could be in danger. I'm sorry Tara.. I'll be back, once I figure out what's going on with me. This is going to take me a while.. Only so fast a peregrine falcon can go..
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Many Days Later, San Diego
So I'm finally here, after taking many stops along the way. San Diego, the birthplace of California! At least, that's what it says on the sign, as I fly by. Lucky for me, being formerly famous has its perks. Lots of fans, eager to help me out, even though I told them they really didn't have to. Of course that also meant a whole lot of pictures and signings, which can be quite exhausting. Felt like I never stopped being an actor for those moments.. I won't lie, it's great to have that support, but at the same time, I want people to see me for me. I'm not just Beast Boy of the Doom Patrol, or the loveable Tork from Space-Trek: 2022. There's more to me than that. I'm Garfield Logan too. A human being, that is far from being perfect. I don't deserve to be put up on a pedestal, as I've made my fair share of mistakes, some of which still haunt me to this day. But I'm doing the best I can to move forward, and be the best version of myself each day.
As I'm flying through the city, I notice two people fighting, which is enough to make me stop flying. One of them is dressed in orange and blue costume, and the other in a white suit. I dive down, to get a closer look at the ongoing brawl, watching from a nearby alleyway. Without knowing anything, I for some reason find myself cheering for the costumed guy to win. The man in the white suit is trying to stab the other guy, with surgical tongs of all things... It doesn't look good for him, as the other guy is able to dodge him rather easily. The man in orange is able to disarm him quickly, and within seconds, the fight is over, with the man in white knocked unconscious against the street lamp. There's something about this guy in orange that is quite calming.. Though, I'm not sure what exactly it is.
Looking up, I notice someone on the rooftop across the street, with a bag beside them. Pulling what I'm assuming are parts out of said bag, they start assembling their weapon, aiming at the man that just won the fight. Can't quite tell what the weapon exactly is, but it's safe to assume it's nothing good. It's at this point that I start running out into the street where the guy is.
"Watch out!!" I yell, trying to warn him. Unfortunately, it's too late, as the first shot goes off.