Journey to Azarath

Facing Face

Beastboy freaked out, squawking around like a headless chicken. "What do we do? What do we do? What do we do?" Arella held the bridge of her nose in slight annoyance. She levitated Beastboy off the ground. "HEY!"

"Use your spell to change your appearance, perhaps?" Arella suggested.

"Right," Beastboy remembered as he chanted the old mantra. Arella's eyes widened as she saw Beastboy's new look. "What?"

"You look like a fusion between an African and a German," Arella commented. Beastboy's skin tone was off. It formed a line across his face and arms and his body was either patchy or completely sectioned off.

"Whoops!"

"Arella, your daughter is here," The great Azar announced. Beastboy quickly focused harder as Arella hid him behind her.

"Raven," She sighed, hugging her tightly. Raven stood about to Arella's waist at this point in her life. She was 12 and she hugged her mother tightly around her neck. "Is your training going well?" Raven nodded. She didn't seem like she was big on speaking. Raven continued to hug her mother tightly until Arella felt her pull away and point behind her. "Hmm?" Arella turned around and saw Garfield in a different look. He had blond hair, green (I think. I can't remember if it was blue or green)eyes, and a tan white complexion. "Oh! That's umm... a friend of mine," Arella explained. Arella placed her back on the ground. Garfield smiled at the girl, but she was shy. Beastboy was used to this.

"You're Raven?" Garfield asked. Raven nodded. "Your mother has told me a lot about you."

"Are... are you scared of me?" Raven slowly spoke up. Garfield smiled wider.

"How can I be scared of such a beautiful girl," Garfield replied. Raven, though she was still young, blushed at the comment. Suddenly, something cracked under her dark magic power. Raven breathed in and out, trying to regain control.

"Sorry," She apologized.

"No need to be sorry. I know the problems you go through. I have to go through them as well," Garfield smiled.

"You do?"

"You do?" Arella asked.

"Even before coming here, I had to train extra hard to keep my...inner demons quiet," He continued to smile. His smile was contagious as Raven found herself smiling as well.

"What's your name?" She asked.

"I'm G... AH!..." He couldn't say his real name. He looked down at his cloak. The normally white robe was now changing more into the green color of his usual skin. That gave him an idea. "I'm the Green Wizard."

"PFFTT!" Arella stifled a laugh. Garfield glared at her while Raven was clueless.

"Why are you called the Green Wizard?" tiny Raven asked.

"Because of my cape. I'm so powerful that even my cape has power," Garfield smirked, chuckling at Arella rolling her eyes, "But, you can call me Greene," Garfield smiled with a laugh. Raven gave a laugh as well. She winced expecting something to break, but nothing happened. "Don't fear your powers, Raven," Garfield advised, "You can control them, but you can also be controlled by them." Raven nodded.

"Raven," the Great Azar said, "It is time to return to your training." Raven ran to her mother and hugged her again.

"Bye, mom." Then she ran to Garfield and hugged him. It was always unexpected to Garfield when she would hug him. But this time it felt right. "Good-bye, Mr. Greene."

"Good-bye, my dear blackbird," Beastboy tenderly replied. With that, Azar took the child and disappeared. Garfield glanced at Arella and sighed. "Go ahead, say it."