Hey everyone! Here's the final one-shot of this series! Hope you enjoy!

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RPGPersona: I figured she probably spent enough time dealing with the laundry machine or the waffle maker to allow for him to sneak in haha. I don't think I could do cliff diving – it seems too scary for me. But, I think that it is worth trying most everything at least once as long as there's no risk involved. :)

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"As a Goodbye"

He believed it would be easier this way. He wouldn't have to deal with pleas to stay or arguments as to why he shouldn't go. He wouldn't have to see their shocked, or perhaps even hurt, faces. But most of all, he wouldn't have to see her. He couldn't bear the thought of hurting her in the slightest, but this needed to be done. It was unavoidable. They all had to know that. She had to know that.

He walked silently down the hall with his backpack against his back and a closed letter in one hand. He took extra care not to make noise, and stopped before he reached every corner to listen for anyone approaching. He eventually made his way to the Common Room, which, fortunately for him, was empty. He walked over to the huge window that overlooked the city and peered out. It was nearly two in the morning on a Saturday, so there was still a decent amount of life happening in the city across the bay. He could hear the faint sounds of laughter and the thump-thump-thumping of a bass from the clubs near the shore. He never understood why some people found so much enjoyment in the parties and the clubs. He never felt the same as them, never understood the enjoyment. But then again, when had he ever felt or been the same? Not in many years.

He turned his back to the window and looked into the room before him. There were game controllers scattered on the large couch and on the table that sat in front of it. He had played video games with Cyborg and Robin just a few hours ago, and they had been too lazy to put the controllers back. He walked over to them and picked them up, setting them back in their proper home. He sat down on the couch, running his bare hand on the fabric that covered it. He rarely ever felt the couch since he always wore gloves. He noticed that it was velvet, and found it to be very soft. He was wearing cargo pants, a dark green thermal shirt, and a black hoodie. He wore his normal shoes, but no longer wore the gloves. He had no need for them, or his uniform, for where he was going. He stood back up, securing the backpack on his back. It was so full he had had trouble zipping it, and it was far too heavy for any normal backpack, but he made it work. He looked down at the letter in his hand. It was a normal white envelope, with the names of his friends clearly printed on the front. He placed it down names up on the table in front of the couch, knowing that his friends would find it there easily once they woke up.

"I'm really going to miss you guys….," he whispered quietly to himself, taking a deep breath in. He hated the idea of leaving, but it was necessary. He couldn't stay here. He couldn't put their lives in danger anymore. It was easier this way. He made his way to the front door and soon found his way out of the tower. He made his way towards the dense forest and started his hike towards wherever his feet would lead him.

(A few hours later….)

When Raven stepped into the Commons Room, she immediately knew something was wrong. Robin was usually the only one down here at this time, yet Starfire and Cyborg were already there, circled around the table in front of the couch. She had woken up late, but only by 30 minutes. They shouldn't have been up. Not yet.

"What's wrong?" she asked cautiously, her voice showing more concern than she intended. She could feel the pain and fear radiating off of her friends, but she couldn't tell why.

"Raven," Robin started, "you might want to see this."

She slowly made her way towards the table where her friends were standing. As she approached, she soon noticed the presence of the white envelope. There were four names written on top of it, and she recognized the hand writing. Suddenly, things started to click in her mind.

She and Beast Boy always stayed the night with one another. Either she in his room or him in her room. But last night, he had insisted on being alone. She found it odd, but he was persistent. He claimed he didn't feel well and that he may have been coming down with something and that he didn't want to risk getting her sick. She could feel an aura of discomfort around him. She didn't know why it was there and why it was so strong, but she assumed it to go along with his sickness. Now, she doubted that there was any sickness to begin with.

"Is that…," she started, already stumbling over her words, "that's his hand writing." She didn't need to clarify who 'he' was. They already knew.

"We wanted to wait until you got down here for us to open it," Cyborg said sadly. Although none of them knew the contents of the letter, they all dreaded the worst. Raven simply nodded, not trusting her voice. Robin picked up the letter and opened it. Unfolding the paper, he began to read.

Hey guys. I know this probably isn't the best way to do this, but I couldn't do it in person. It would've been too hard, and I knew you guys wouldn't let it happen. It had to be this way. You wouldn't understand otherwise. You wouldn't understand why I needed to leave, and why I decided to do so. You can't track me down. My communicator is laying on my bed, as well as the other things I had that belongs to the team.

So I guess you're wondering why I left. I don't really know, but I know I can't stay. It's really hard to explain, and I doubt you'll understand. I can't control it anymore, the beast. I can feel it slipping in little ways. It probably doesn't sound too serious, but it's important. I can't risk it here. I can't put your guy's lives at risk just because of a stupid mutation in me. I can't be around people. I shouldn't have been around people for the last few years, but now it definitely needs to happen. I won't tell you where I am, but I'm going somewhere where I can be completely isolated from all people. I can't risk hurting anyone. I just need to be alone where everyone can be kept safe from me. I'm sorry. I hope you guys understand.

I can't even begin to explain how much all of you guys mean to me. You're the best family I've ever had, and I'll never forget you. Cy, you're my best friend I've ever had. I'll miss you so much, but keep the memories dear. At least now you won't have to deal with my tofu in your fridge. Robin, I know we don't always see eye-to-eye, but you're a really great leader. You're going to do so well in your future. Starfire, I'll really miss hanging out with you and going to the mall of shopping. You're always so happy, and it was nice to be around such a bright person. Raven, I'm so, so sorry. I know you'll never forgive me, but I couldn't forgive myself if I ever hurt you. I love you so much and I will never forget you.

This isn't easy for me to write, but it would've been even harder to do in person. I hope you can understand that. I'll try to send letters on occasion, but I don't know how often I'll be able to do so.

I'll miss you all so much. I'm so sorry…

Love,

Garfield

Robin finished reading the letter and set it down on the table. He looked up at his teammates, seeing that all of them were in tears. Starfire had tears streaming down her face freely, not trying to conceal them in the slightest. Cyborg was trying so hard not to let the tears pass, but failed. Raven was hiding underneath her hood. He could hear her sniffling, and different items around the room began to be covered in her black energy. Even Robin was shedding tears, but they weren't very noticeable underneath his mask. This was so sudden, so unexpected. None of them had been prepared. There was no way to prepare.

"I cannot believe that friend Beast Boy would leave us," Starfire cried. Robin walked over to her and embraced her.

"We could've helped him! If he would have just talked to us instead of doing this, we could've helped him," Cyborg said, falling onto the couch and burying his face in his hands.

Raven just left the room, not saying a word. There was nothing to say. The others understood and didn't try to stop her. She phased through to the roof, landing onto it with thud before letting out an ear-splitting scream. Tears rolled down her cheeks and her whole body shook as she curled up into a tight ball on the ground. She stayed like that for some time, trying to understand the situation. She couldn't understand why he would leave. She couldn't understand why he didn't talk to any of them about it. She couldn't understand how he could just abandon his friends and his family. She couldn't understand how he could just abandon her. She eventually dozed off, she figured from exhaustion. In her daze, she felt a strong pair of arms pick her up. She later realized it was Cyborg, and he placed her in her bed.

Beast Boy did eventually write them, as he had said. The first letter came only a week later, but then they became more and more spaced out, eventually coming once every few months. They had tried to search for him, as well as the Honorary Titans from all over the world, but no one could locate him. Wherever he was hiding, he was well concealed. The team still didn't understand, but they slowly grew to have peace with it, or at least as much peace as they could. Their searches would continue for many years, as well as the letters, but they would always come up empty handed, but never lose hope.