The cyborg had just woken up when he had seen the explosion. He had no idea how long he had been out but somehow he had managed to shut down in the middle of the fight. Great work you idiot!, he scolded himself. As his systems booted back up he looked around him and saw dismantled corpses of robots lying all around, a few of the East Titans fighting off the huge electric monster while the others were helping Speedy out of the hole he had been apparently buried in. He saw Starfire fighting Cinderblock alongside Bumblebee and a small smile crept along his face. Then he saw his best friend kneeling on the ground in the middle of the battleground and walked towards him, unable to run with only half his systems active.
He quickly noted the absence of the Boy Wonder, which wasn't a good sign as he was always fighting alongside them (and usually close to the alien princess he thought with a smirk). If he wasn't anywhere and Starfire was so motivated to fight it could only mean he had been somehow wounded gravely or taken by Slade. He cursed, first Raven had disappeared and now Robin was nowhere to be found, how could he have let these things happen? He almost hit himself for being so stupid before noticing he had arrived to Beast Boy's level. He looked at the green teenager and saw that he was conscious but seemed out of it, as if he was lost in his thoughts.
Something went badly with the fight against Malchior, he immediately deduced. He had seen the changeling run after the half demon before being knocked out and knew that if he was back alone it meant something had happened to her. The last he had seen of the tenebrous sorceress, she had been fighting with Malchior and suddenly had flown off towards the forest, only to be followed closely by the dragon. Beast Boy had then chased after them. Shit, he thought as he started piecing things together. He could only hope that both his missing friends were fine as he knelt beside the green teenager.
"B?", he asked putting a hand on his shoulder.
The teenager did not answer.
"Yo B, you in there?", he asked again, poking his friend's head.
But there was still no answer. He sighed, what happened for him to be in that state. He switched spot to kneel right in front of Beasts Boy, not even giving a look around to see if enemies were coming (his sensors seemed to be okay and they weren't signaling anything threatening for the moment), and took both his shoulders this time, shaking him a little.
"Come on BB, you have to get up, they need our help!", he looked directly into his green friend's emerald eyes but they seemed glazed, liked he wasn't in his body at the moment.
Not even the loud explosions of the battle all around them seemed to phase him though Cyborg was sure he could hear them as he almost felt his ears blowing to the amount of noise.
"Beast Boy!", Cyborg yelled in his ears, shaking him harder than before. "You have to get up, we have to fight and take down Slade or he's going to destroy everything!"
As he had barely finished his sentence he heard a distant but piercing scream coming from the huge building, echoing through the battlefield. Cyborg's blood instantly froze in his veins, he knew that voice. Dread filled him and he turned back to his friend, still seemingly unfazed by all this.
"Do you hear that?", he asked, his voice betraying his fears. "Beast Boy, do you hear that?!", he exclaimed, now angry at his friend for not reacting.
The tin man slapped the green teenager and to his relief he seemed to finally react. The changeling turned his head towards his tall half-man-half-machine friend and looked at him quizzically, not understanding what he was doing here.
"Listen Gar, listen! Do you hear that?!", exclaimed Cyborg as he looked his friend in the eyes, shaking him out of his comatose state.
The green young man listened to the sounds around him at the mention of his real name, and slowly, as in a dream, he focused on the one sound the tall cyborg wanted him to hear. He heard a scream, loud and full of pain, coming from a distance. It took him slightly longer than it should have to register whose voice it was and where it came from but, when it did, which seemed an eternity later, his eyes went wide in shock. Cyborg sighed as he saw his friend finally react to what was going on.
"Do you hear that buddy? You have to get up, she needs us, and we need you.", the words seemed to float off, barely brushing against his mind, without having made their effect on the green teenager as he gave off no apparent reaction other than to blink a few times.
The half-robot teen cursed under his breath, he didn't know what had happened but it must have been rough for his friend to be so out of it... He had to wake him up somehow!
"Are you hearing me Garfield?!", he exclaimed again, "You have to snap out of it, we have to go help the other and save Robin and Raven!"
Ate the mention of the sorceress's name, Cyborg saw his friend's green eyes turn towards him. Finally, he seemed to have understood, or at least he was coming to! He could see the slight frown forming in the green teenager's brows and the tension building up in his shoulders. Cyborg also sensed Beast Boy's heart skip a beat, he was back! He put a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder and smiled lightly.
"We need you man.", he simply added, looking straight into the deep green orbs.
He did not immediately pick up on the exact nature of the emotions that seemed to flow inside the green teen's eyes but he recognized one that he had rarely seen on the celadon face, anger. No, scratch that, rage, he thought. Usually the green teen was annoyingly cheerful, always the one to crack jokes when the mood was turning sour. He tried to avoid conflict as much as possible, preferring to joke about it than to face Raven's harsh comments with witty responses. Even in fights, he couldn't stop himself from cracking a joke or two, rarely losing his smile, and even then, only to express pain when he was hurt.
At that precise moment however, all his traits were tensed, his eyebrows were furrowed and his fists, which were already balled up, seemed to tighten even more. From Beast Boy's whole being seemed to emanate a fearless and dangerous energy. What was the most surprising for the cyborg though, was the color of his eyes. Beast Boy's ordinarily clear green eyes had somehow turned a darker shade, almost black. Cyborg took a step back at the sight, they seemed to have turned as dark as the night, like black clouds roaming the skies before the storm. His friend's body was tensed to the point Cyborg thought it would break at the slightest. Beast Boy would probably have appeared quite calm to any exterior observer, after all he was still kneeling on the ground, almost immobile; but what the cyborg saw in his friend's eyes betrayed the waves of anger that were coursing through his body. It was the only sign that under his calm appearance, hell had already broken loose.