You Brought me Back -Chap. 1-

A Note From The Writer: This was my first story I'd ever written on this site. Way back in 2011. I loved it and learned a lot while writing it. I finished it almost a year after starting and then took it down a few months later. Now, after nearly three years I'm re-releasing it. It's been rerewitten, remasterd, and updated to my new writing style. I hope you guys enjoy the story that kept me up late at night, made me forget about homework, and flake out on my friends for fear of not being near a keyboard when inspiration struck. Enjoy.

- ToNyEmBlEy

-Updated and Remastered 8/23/2015-

-Beast Boy's POV-

The rain had drenched my hair and was dripping down my nose. I could feel the heavy downpour slamming into me as I sat there, slumped against an ally wall. I was eighteen years old and I'd already had my heart broken, the worst part was that it was broken by a girl I thought would say yes: Raven. We had been showing chemistry for years and I was sure that she liked me the way I'd liked her. And the story went like a cliché: Boy likes girl. Girl likes boy. Boy asks Girl out. Girl runs away.

I had showed her my emotions and she just ran. Yeah...that says how much I really mean to her, I thought. I closed my eyes and started screaming and slamming my fist into the ground beneath me, busting and bloodying my knuckles as the tears streamed from my eyes. The blood and rain had formed a small puddle next to me. It was so weird to look at. Dirty water swirled with wisps of red.

I leaned over the puddle to look at my face; it was mangled with slashes across my eyes, forehead, chin, and cheek. It was because the team had all seen when Raven ran from me, so I told them to let me take on Mammoth (who was robbing a bank) alone. I was so off my game that he beat me to a pulp.

The blood from my face dripped into the puddle making ripples bounce back and forth across it's edge. My arm was throbbing from Mammoth snapping it, the pain made me check myself for injures.

I looked at my legs and saw that a lot of the suit was shredded from Mammoths nails or burnt from the explosions. Then I looked at my torso that was riddled with burnt skin and shredded fabric from when the car blew up. The skin that wasn't burned or covered in melted fabric was already black and blue. Yellow spots sickly faded between each bruised patch of flesh. My left arm was broke and my other shoulder was throbbing. The position didn't feel right at all. So I felt my hand around the tender skin and felt a bulge and a gap where it should be in the socket. It was dislocated.

The pain from moving was so severe that I couldn't even pop it back in myself so, as softly as I could, I reached into my pocket and pulled out my communicator and pressed the emergency locator button. The red light started flashing and my eyes started to drift shut. I saw flashes of purple hair, amethyst eyes and loud screams. Among them I heard 'We're losing him!' and 'He's lost to much blood' But the thing I remember most was the feeling of soft velvet hands stroking my face and whispers in my ear that said 'Come back, Beast Boy. Please don't leave me here alone.' Then it all went black.

My eyes opened and I could see white mist all around me. Everything was so clouded. Every time I thought I could see something or make out a shape, it slipped away in a breeze that wasn't there. Thoughts in my head whipped around me in the haze. In the mist I could hear voices. Memories.

They came back to me in such vivid detail. I cried. I laughed. I cried again. My life had been amazing. While every moment flashed before me I realized what was happening.

Death. But I could still feel my heartbeat. It was so faint though. Like a punching a pillow. A muted thud that held no echo, no volume.

As I watched my memories again, I noticed every single moment between Raven and I. Every faraway glance and touch of skin. All of the stolen moments in time where our eyes would meet. Her smiles, those rare smiles, blessings in disguise. Her hair, swishing about her jaw, hiding her when she looked away from you. Milky skin like the moon.

I wasn't ready to die. Not when I had something to lose. Someone to lose. I wouldn't. Then, one of those whispers became real, tangible, beautiful.

I wouldn't die. I needed to live. That whisper became my salvation.

-POV switch to Raven-

He looked so bad, soaked in his own blood, covered in bruises, broken bones, burn marks. All because of me... and now he wasn't breathing. His head was resting in my arms and I was whispering in his ear for him to come back to me. Cyborg was trying his hardest to bring Beast Boy back and get his heart pumping again. But it was too late. We were too late. I was too late.

Robin put his hand on Cyborg's shoulder trying to get him to stop, because out of all of us Robin was the only one who knew there was nothing we could do. Cyborg was still doing CPR while tears were coming out of his eyes.

"Cy…he's gone." Cyborg ripped Robin's hand of his shoulder.

"No he's not. He can't be!" Starfire was crying but knew she had to help Cyborg. She got in front of him and pulled him off of Beast Boy's body. Cy put his hands on his head and started bawling.

"No, no, no, no." Star was holding him and crying as hard as he was. I just held him and let the best part of me wither and die.

At that moment I heard an incredibly small intake of air.

"Raven?" My eyes flew open and I got to stare into his emerald irises again. My lungs were gasping for air, but I couldn't breath. He put his hand and my cheek and stroked it with his thumb.

"You brought me back." He said. Then he pressed his lips to mine.