The Hybrid

Don't own Teen Titans.

I don't know if this qualifies as a sequel but I'll write it anyway. Anyway, this is the sequel or side story? Anyway, this comes after Journey to Azarath. 

After Beast Boy had defeated Malchior, his new relationship with Raven wasn't smooth. First, Beast Boy noticed a disconnect of... something he couldn't put his finger on. "Are you sure you don't want to just go outside for a walk?"

"I told you, I'm not an outdoors person," Raven replied.

"We don't have to go hiking in the fortress of the forest," Garfield remarked, "Just something to make sure you're getting some vitamin D." Raven looked at the green teen over her book, glancing with a dismissive glare. "Ugh, never mind then," Garfield muttered, walking out of her room. Even though Garfield was practicing magic now as the Green Wizard, he still couldn't understand some of Raven's quirks. He knew she wasn't an outdoors person, but it seemed like she didn't like... any activity.

Another problem was training. Garfield did his best to try and help Raven with her powers. He knew the problems and challenges, but he did his best to coach Raven since he knew more otherworldy spells than she did. But that wasn't the issue. She couldn't get over certain fears. One time, Raven was hovering in her room in meditation. Her face was contorted into a struggling strain as the wind started picking up in her own room by her powers. Beast Boy bravely tried to encourage her. "Come on, Raven. You can do this!"

"I... I can't!"

"You can! Face whatever fear you're having an-" Before Beast Boy could say any more, Raven's eyes glowed bright white, signaling him to stop her. "Crud, Ellapo-Meso FEMA!" He cast a spell, canceling out her powers. Garfield caught her in his hands and sighed. "Well, it's a start."

"And it's an end," Raven muttered, getting out of Beast Boy's arms. "I can't do this, Beast Boy. I've been a cursed child since the day I was born. This may be something you don't have to deal with, but it's something I have to accept." Beast Boy's eyes narrowed in anger at her, but he spoke calmly.

"You don't get it, do you? Yes, your powers are linked to your emotions, but they're hindered by your fears. Controlling emotions doesn't mean not having them. It means facing them and telling them where to go." Raven looked away from him.

"I'm sorry, I can't."

"As long as you think that way, you won't," Beast Boy uttered ominously. This is what Garfield had to deal with, and he started noticing a common theme. He just couldn't figure it out.

So Beast Boy was in his room thinking about these things. Suddenly, A magical bird flew right into his room, phasing through the walls. "Okay, that's new." From the bird, a holographic image formed of a familiar purple hair older woman. "Arella, what do I owe this surprise?" Beast Boy asked.

"Remember that bunny that I turned the amulet into? I want to you find it," Arella said with a sigh, "It occurred to me that it might have not been the best decision to leave the amulet on earth, even though it's a bunny." Beast Boy shrugged, agreeing to the idea. "Take Raven with you. You might not be able to sense it since it was made with your powers." Pretty soon the two sorcerors were searching through the parks and alleyways to find the bunny.

"How do we know it's not... roadkill?" Raven pessimistically replied. Garfield chuckled at the thought. It would be kind of hilarious if the most magical powerful item in the magical realm managed to get splattered under a vehicle's wheel.

"I have a feeling it's still around. Plus, it's still magical," Beast Boy replied. Raven looked at the green teen, who was now her height. "What?"

"You feel conflicted. What's wrong?" Raven asked directly. Beast Boy exhaled loud enough to be heard, strolling off a bit before turning around to hear her say, "Is it about my powers?" She asked, feeling guilty.

"No, it's not. That's actually the least of my worries," Beast Boy sighed. Raven's head perked up a just a hair.

"Then what?"

"It's... you. As a whole," Beast Boy answered, "It's hard to explain. Let's focus on getting that bunny and then we'll talk. We'll cover more ground if we split up. I know it's here. I can't sense my own magic, but I can smell a bunny."

Raven went north as Beast Boy went south. The purple-haired teen tripped over bushes and exposed roots in the forest. Raven rose her eyebrow a bit. The high noon sun didn't seem to illuminate the forest any better. It was very thick for a forest and the canopy prevented light from reaching the ground floor. Raven started walking through it, hearing the ruffle of trees and leaves. The small breeze sang through the canopy on top. She finally stumbled to the ground near another clearing.

"I told him I'm not an outdoors person," Raven muttered, dusting herself off. She looked in front of her and saw a small white hare staring at her. "Hmm, you look familiar." She said. The bunny twisted its head a bit as if he was confused. "I can definitely feel a magical presence from you. Now don't move," She cautiously said, about to move her hand to magically pick up the bunny. Strangely enough, the bunny simply... came to her, rubbing its head against her leg.

"Oh," Raven muttered in surprise, picking the bunny up. "That was surprisingly easy." The bunny twitched its nose in response.

Suddenly, a magical aura surrounded the bunny. It slowly turned into a ball of green light in Raven's hands. "It's never easy," Raven muttered as she started to feel wind swirl around her. She clutched onto the bunny, but pretty soon, the bunny was gone. Raven looked all around her. She couldn't discern between wind or land. It felt like she was flying off the ground in a tornado. She shut her eyes tightly as she finally felt the wind wear down, followed by the feeling of falling.

"OHF!" She grunted, falling into the soft patch of grass. She opened her eyes, looking at the clear blue sky with birds sailing in the breeze. She sat upright. The forest around her was gone, and she was in a plain of tan grass that was about 3ft. She turned her head around and saw a curious, but not a vicious lion on four paws. She could only see the head since she wasn't standing yet. "Oh great. I don't suppose you know where I am, do you?"

"Actually I do," said the lion. Raven's eyes bolted open. She scrambled away a bit. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on. I'm not going to hurt you." Suddenly, the lion stood up on its back paws. This only frightened Raven more. Even though she had seen some weird stuff before, this was... different. It was as if any restraints on her emotions were ebbing away. The lion's tan full mane gave his kind eyes a kingly appearance. He wasn't naked, wearing a tan loincloth around his waist to match his bare-chested fur. He offered his hand, but Raven stood up by herself.

"Where... or... when am I?" Raven asked, looking at the savanna-like plains around her.

"Africa specifically. But the world you're in... is Animalia," The lion replied. Raven looked up at the six-foot lion. (I know they're longer, but let's imagine they are that height for the time being). "I've never seen an animal like you," The lion mentioned. Raven winced in pain. She had injured her leg. "Come now, let's get that leg fixed." She would have said no, but a small attempt to fix her own leg failed. Her powers were gone. What kind of place was she in? And how was she going to get back? Now a new journey began.

The Journey of the Hybrid

If this is confusing, please read Journey to Azarath to understand.