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Dark Side

A/N: This is my first entry for this story. I’m pretty much always gonna have a chapter entirely focused on plot before I move onto the graphic and most likely nauseatingly smexy chapter two. I’ll list the two possible directions I’d be willing to go with chapter two at the end of the chapter.

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“Azarath… Metrion… Zinthos… Azarath… Metrion… Zinthos…” came the soothingly repetitive chant of the Titan’s resident half-demon/empath. She seemed to be in a state of perfect tranquility, completely untouched by the pains and troubles of her life. Though, this was only what could be seen via an outward examination.

A more in-depth examination of her consciousness would reveal a swirling chaos sustained, solely, by the willpower of that very empath. She was attempting to master a new spell. Doing so was always a difficult task, as it took considerably more concentration than just simply maintaining control over her emotions.

A rather negative effect of this, however, is that any sudden interruptions could result in an accidental and entirely uncontrolled casting of the spell upon any random object or person; most commonly the cause of the interruption.

Why was she risking it, you ask? That would actually be a good question. This particular spell was far from necessary, but still she toiled to master it. In truth, Raven simply desired the ego boost gained every time she would successfully master a new spell or ability—an ego boost that was the only sinful pleasure that she ever allowed herself to indulge in.

Plus, the fact that she politely requested that Starfire give her some alone time, while threatening the less considerate males with castration should they bother her definitely made the trial that much less risky.

Apparently, though, there was one Titan who decided that castration might be a fun, new experience.

“Rae?” Beast Boy called through the door quietly, receiving no reply. He knocked a couple times before calling again, this time a bit louder. “Rae?”

Still, there was no reply. After awhile of repeated knocking and increasingly loud calling, Beast Boy was growing impatient. “Come on Rae!” Beast Boy finally shouted as loud as he could. “It’s time for dinner and Star won’t let us touch the food without you!”

Still receiving no response, Beast Boy began to doubt that Raven was even in her room. He quickly shook that thought away, however, as he could clearly hear her chanting from beyond the door.

“That’s it!” he shouted, making certain that, should Raven not hear him, it couldn’t be his fault. “If you don’t answer on the count of three, I’m coming in!” He hesitated for the shortest of moments before beginning to count.

On the other side of the door, however, Raven continued to meditate, completely oblivious to Beast Boy’s caterwauling. She simply continued to chant, taking some slight relief at the thought that she was nearly done. Just two; maybe three; more chants and it would be all over.

“One!”

“Azarath…”

“Two!”

“Metrion…”

“Three!”

“Zinth—“

“That’s it!” Beast Boy shouted, still as loudly as he could muster. “I’m comin’ in!” Halfway through this final declaration, Beast Boy had forced Raven’s door open to find her meditating.

Or, she was meditating for about a fraction of a second.

His declaration, at his top volume, now unobstructed by two-and-a-half inches of solid steel broke her concentration.

There was a flash of black light and a beam of crimson energy shot straight for Beast Boy. It hit dead on and he collapsed into a heap on the floor, half in and half out of Raven’s room.

The loss of concentration and sudden release of power had also caused Raven to pass out, dropping limply to the floor in the center of her room.

A third figure, not having even existed until quite recently, however, was perfectly conscious—and grinning like a tot in a candy store.

Beast Boy’s body was dragged fully into Raven’s room and the door slid shut, as it was programmed to do upon lacking in any obstructions to such an action.

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“Ungh…” escaped from Beast Boy’s lips as his consciousness slowly returned to him. He tried to stretch, but found resistance. Upon regaining a couple more of his senses, his eyes shot open in fear.

‘Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!’ he thought repeatedly as he discovered where he had been sleeping. Not only was he in Raven’s room—he was on her bed—tied down.

As everything struck home in its entirety, all the fear drained from his face and was replaced by an utterly blank and rather—distant look.

“Is my little Beastie-Boo awake?” came a sickeningly raspy voice. Beast Boy’s eyes shot open wide again—this time only for a split second before the realization passed.

“Who—how?” he asked, sounding emotionally drained.

There was a sudden weight on his stomach as he found a pair of glowing red eyes atop a sickly grin peering down at him. “Do you remember when Raven told you all that she needed to meditate without interruption?”

No reply.

“Didn’t it ever occur to you that there might have been a special reason for this?”

Still no reply.

“Well there was!” came the slightly unnerved shout from the red-eyed demon who, for the record, was no longer grinning. “Will you say something already!”

“What would you like for me to say?” came the bored and somewhat condescending tone of the pinned Beast Boy.

The red-eyed demon twitched slightly. “Why the hell aren’t you afraid of me?”

“’Cause the Tower’s system’s gonna realize that there’s foreign DNA in Raven’s room any second now and my friends’ll be comin’ to kick your lightweight demonic ass” came the blunt reply, Beast Boy now grinning in a perfect replica of what had once adorned the demon’s face.

Apparently, it was his turn to lose his grin this time.

The demon began to laugh hysterically. It was a strangely familiar laugh, but Beast Boy just couldn’t pin where he had heard it before.

“Dude! That’s hilarious!”

‘Dude?’ Beast Boy thought to himself, now taking his turn of being unnerved. ‘What kind of freaky-assed demon says dude?’

“Listen man,” the demon continued, still recovering from his laughing fit. “I really don’t think that the Tower’ll notice me—unless it was recently programmed to recognize you as a threat.”

Beast Boy was about to ask the demon what he was talking about when everything finally hit home.

‘That grin—that laugh—Dude!’

“You!” Beast Boy shouted, now actually somewhat fearful. “How did you—get back inside of me!”

“Oh,” the demon, now revealed to be Beast Boy’s dark side almost seemed to moan to itself. “You have no idea how much I’d like that—just not in the way you’re hoping.”

A slight blush passed over Beast Boy’s cheeks, painting them a faint shade of purple. Other than that, however, he showed no sign of negative reaction. “How did you get out?” he asked, sounding more tired than truly scared.

‘If all he wants to do is rape me and beat me up a bit, I can deal with that.’

“It’s quite simple, my dear Watson” the doppelganger said in an even sadder attempt at a British accent than even the original could muster. “Your friend was meditating to master a spell that Trigon had used on you three years ago. When you so rudely interrupted, she lost focus, and in affect, control over the spell. It was released, uncontrolled, and struck you.”

At no point did Beast Boy attempt to interrupt his darker side, fully aware of how willing the clone was to tell his story unhindered.

“Normally, you see, the spell would have brought me into existence under the control of the caster, but seeing as how Raven lost control of the spell, does it not stand to reason that she would lose control of me?”

“So,” Beast Boy said as an elongated silence signaled the closing of his doppelganger’s speech. “I guess you don’t care about hiding your—my—our startlingly not-low IQ?”

“Of course not!” the fake replied indignantly. “First of all, I’m the side of your personality without all those extra restraints and morals and crap.”

“Glorious” Beast Boy muttered sarcastically.

“Plus,” the clone continued, emphasizing the word to regain the attention of the pinned original. “We’re kinda alone at the moment.”

“What about Raven?”

“Oh, she won’t be getting up any time soon.”

Beast Boy’s eyes shot wide once more. “What’d you do to her?”

“Nothing dude!” his dark side shouted, gesticulating defensively. “She just used up a whole lot of her energy when she lost control of the spell!”

There was a long pause as Beast Boy eyed his clone suspiciously. Finally, he let out a deep sigh and muttered a noncommittal “Fine…”

This was followed by an awkward silence before the clone cleared his throat. “So, any idea what we should do now?”

“Letting me go would be a nice start” Beast Boy replied sardonically.

The clone looked deep in thought for a moment before speaking. “Sorry, not quite yet.”

“Why not?” the trapped changeling finally wined out. “My wrists are chafing!”

“I need to be sure that you won’t call the others or anything like that!”

Finally, Beast Boy lost what little patience he’d had that day. “Dammit!” he shouted. “What the hell do you want from me!”

His dark side looked taken aback for only a moment before returning Beast Boy’s angry expression. “Well, if that’s how it’s gonna be…” he said, acid in his raspy voice. “I’m gonna’ fuck you bloody then use a spell to strip you of your free will.”

Beast Boy’s eyes shot wide as he tried to figure out some way out of the hole he’d dug for himself. “Wait!” he shouted. Upon seeing the expectant look on the clone’s face, he continued. “Is there some way I can keep my free will?”

The clone seemed to deflate slightly. “You would never agree.”

“Agree to what? Agree to what!?”

With a sigh, the clone pressed its lips to Beast Boy’s. He quickly returned the kiss, at first simply out of a desire to appease the evil doppelganger, but quickly finding himself to be enjoying it. The gray replica pulled back with a contented sigh. “You could accept me of your own free will.”

“Done” Beast Boy said, unable to stop the tiniest of upward tilts to the corner of his lip. ‘He’s just as insecure as I am. That’s oddly endearing’

“You’re lying” the clone said bitterly.

“Am I?” the original asked. “You do seem to know me better than I know myself.”

“At what point did I give you that idea?” came the fake’s incredulous inquiry.

With a small shrug, made even smaller by his bindings, Beast Boy gave a noncommittal “I dunno’.”

The clone replied to this with what Beast Boy could only describe as a glowing, red version of an eye roll. His expression then slumped as he said “You’ll never accept me the way I really want you to.”

“Are you stupid?” Beast Boy asked exasperatedly. “You know as well as I do that I’m turned on beyond all reason by all this magic stuff!”

“Oh yeah,” the clone replied absentmindedly. “Didn’t you cream the first time you had to go through one of Raven’s portals?”

“Then, I acted like it freaked me out to cover the fact” Beast Boy continued with a small chuckle. “Would you like me to list all the reasons why I think this could work?”

“Shoot. I need the ego boost.”

With a roll of his own eyes, Beast Boy began. “You’re the physical embodiment of magic; you look so much like me—which is kinda’ kinky; we’re both completely bisexual; from what you said earlier, you could completely dominate me—also really kinky; and I don’t think I even need to mention the most obvious bit.”

“We both want her” the second replied, a satisfied smile growing upon his face. “You just one your freedom green boy.”

With that, the clone backed off of Beast Boy and he felt the restraints do the same. He gave his clone a questioning look, one eyebrow raised. The only response he got was a bland “I’m a physical construct of magic. I can do anything.”

“So, what do we do now?” Beast Boy asked when his previous curiosity was quenched.

“I think I’ll give Raven an energy transfusion, then we can explain everything to her” the clone replied, moving to do just that.

His hands were a hair’s length from touching Raven’s arm when he pulled back. “Crap!” he shouted. “I need a name!”

“What?”

“If she wakes up and I don’t have a name, she could banish me before we even have a chance to explain.”

Beast Boy was looking about desperately; as if trying to find something to inspire him. Then, it hit him.

“Menagerie!”

“Menagerie it is!” the newly entitled clone exclaimed in return, not wasting a moment to make contact with each of Raven’s arms with his corresponding hands. There was a small flash of darklight and Raven’s body twitched.

The clone pulled back, the excitement and adrenaline of the previous moment beginning to fade as Raven groaned and rubbed her forehead. Beast Boy moved forward to take her free hand into his own, placing the other on her cheek. To quite the surprise of both changelings in the room, she didn’t pull away—quite the opposite in fact.

Slowly regaining her senses, Raven half opened her eyes, peering up at the green changeling and perking the corners of her lips just the slightest. Then, she noticed Menagerie.

She leapt to her feet and hurled her arms in Menagerie’s direction, encasing him in a bubble of darklight and hurling him towards an adjacent wall.

“Dude!” Beast Boy shouted as he ran past Raven and stood defensively between her and the temporarily stunned doppelganger. “Raven! Stop!”

Needless to say, Raven was confused. She lowered her arms to her side and took a deep, meditative breath. “Okay. What’d you do this time?”

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After receiving the explanation of what had happened, only one detail omitted from the recitation—you know the one—Raven had calmed substantially and had even taken a seat next to the mostly recovered Menagerie on the bed.

“I hope you realize the responsibility of what you’ve allowed to happen” she said, giving Beast Boy a stern glare. “By naming him, you have declared ownership of him.”

At this epiphany, Beast Boy’s eyes shot wide and he turned that shocked expression on Menagerie. The grey changeling, in turn, rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, chuckling guiltily. “It was necessary” he said awkwardly.

“Necessary?” Beast Boy asked, dumbfounded. “Why the hell would it be necessary?”

With a sigh, Raven took over for Menagerie. “As a magical construct, he instantly becomes the possession of anybody who names him. If you hadn’t named him, I might have and banished him.” She paused for a moment, changing her expression to an even more serious one, if such was even possible. “And, if, somehow, you had prevented me from naming and banishing him without naming him, somebody else with knowledge of the dark arts—Slade for instance—could have taken control of him and used him as a weapon against us.”

There was a long pause, only interrupted when Beast Boy finally reacted. “Kinky.”

Twitch.

“Kinky? Is that all you have to say?”

“Well… yeah.”

Twitch!

“I mean; it didn’t happen and it won’t happen, so we’re safe—arent’ we?”

Calm.

“I believe so” Raven began, making it nauseatingly clear that her statement wasn’t complete. “But, we still have to ‘introduce’ him to the others.”

“That’s a problem?” Beast Boy asked, giving her a strange look.

“Think about it” Raven began. “Cyborg ad Starfire don’t have the best of memories of magical doppelgangers—and Robin’s just paranoid.”

In response to this statement, Beast Boy and Menagerie exchanged a look before simultaneously saying “Kill joy!”

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“It’s about time you guys got here!” Cyborg shouted, squirming in his seat like a ten-year-old. “I’m starved!”

Beast Boy and Raven joined the others at the table, refusing to look any of them straight in the eye. The team began to eat, Robin, Cyborg and Starfire all too hungry to notice the second changeling making his way into the room and taking the extra seat next to Beast Boy.

As if having done so a thousand times past, he grabbed himself a plate of the pasta with meat-free sauce and began to shovel it into his mouth. The air of calm that flowed about his every action was enough to even make Raven join in with the other three as all but Beast Boy were suddenly staring at the new arrival.

Finally, Cyborg cleared his throat and accepted the fact that he would have to be the first to speak. “Ummm… enjoying the food? I see you like the meat-free stuff too?”

Menagerie looked up at him for the first time in the meal and sent him a fanged grin. “Yeah dude” he said emphatically. “You really are a good cook—when you start compromising that is.”

Three Titans shuttered slightly at first having heard his voice—so similar to Beast Boy’s and yet so different at the same time.

With a satisfied shrug, Cyborg returned to his meal, Raven having done so quite a time before. Robin and Starfire, however, weren’t quite ready yet.

“Nobody’s gonna ask?” asked the boy wonder, peering around at three Titans who were all but ignoring him and one who was just shrugging, as clueless as himself. “Fine” he sighed. “What the hell’s going on?”

Raven rolled her eyes before looking up. “I was master—“

“—bating?” Cyborg asked excitedly. Then, upon seeing the looks he was receiving, attempted a save by continuing with “None of us wanna’ hear ‘bout that, Rae!”

Raven just sent him a death glare before beginning to speak once more. “As I was saying, I was mastering a spell.”

Beast Boy continued for her. “I interrupted her.”

And finally, the newcomer made the last explanations. “And here I am.”

Upon seeing the still confused look upon Robin’s face, Beast Boy sighed, knowing that more explanation was in order. “Keep eating guys. This is gonna take awhile.”

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“So,” began Starfire. “He is not of the persuasion towards evil?”

“I guess not Star” Robin said, still somewhat hesitant.

There was a brief pause in action as a massive grin grew upon Starfire’s face. Knowing exactly what was to come, Menagerie let his fork fall onto his plate and moved the entire platter to the side.

Taking the queue, Starfire tackled the doppelganger and held him in a tight embrace. “Oh glorious! Where are you from; how did you get here; what is your favorite color and will you be my friend?”

To everybody’s surprise, the clone smiled at her and, in an equally as enthusiastic tone—made less pleasant by the rasp—replied. “BB’s head; magic; chartreuse; and… sure, why the hell not!”

Starfire’s glee was so great that she was unable to keep herself from floating into the air. “Magnificent!” she shouted with all the vigor she had in her; which, for the record, was quite a bit.

“Can we finish eating?” Cyborg suddenly asked, sounding like a child who’s mother has refused to purchase the $10 popsicle from the ice cream man.

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A/N: Okay, as promised, here’s the list of possible directions for this fic to go.

1. Beast Boy and Menagerie do it and I end the fic.
2. Beast Boy and Raven do it and I end the fic.
3. Raven and Menagerie do it and I end the fic.
4. Beast Boy and Menagerie do it and I continue the fic with increasingly interesting lemons and the eventual addition of Raven as to form a threesome.
5. Beast Boy and Raven do it and I continue the fic with increasingly interesting lemons and the eventual addition of Menagerie as to form a threesome.
6. Raven and Menagerie do it and I continue the fic with increasingly interesting lemons and the eventual addition of Beast Boy as to form a threesome.
7. I could also end it right now without any smut at all. But, I’ll only do that if absolutely nobody seems at all interested.

Vote for what you want and I’ll get the next chapter written. I warn you, though; I’m not the fastest of updaters. I’ll get the chapters up, but they’ll take me at least a week each.

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