Beastboy woke slowly, his head told him to go back to sleep, but he was just too hot. He blinked his eyes once, not sure he was really seeing this. He wasn't sure where he was, but he knew he wasn't in the Titans Tower or anywhere in Jump City. As far as he could see the land was covered with layers of sand. He was aware he was not alone because he could smell and hear his team mates behind him. He went to wake up Robin when his face whitened. A patch of small, green flowers stopped him from reaching Robin. He kneeled down beside them and straightened their petals delicately. He stared at them for what seemed like hours, until he felt the wind pick up fiercely. He turned to face the wind and his face paled even more.

"Come on! Think of something big!" He yelled to himself. And he grew big, bigger than he had ever been before.

Starfire woke up very uncomfortable. She heard something very faint and strained her ears. It sounded like growling. She moved her hand beside her to pick herself up, but stopped when she felt something slightly warm and scaly. She quickly drew her hand back and screamed.

"Starfire? Where are we?" Robin pulled himself up.

"That's what I would like to know!" Cyborg said, his flashlight popping out of his shoulder. The light showed a dark green, scaly dragon.

"A dragon?" Raven asked in her monotone.

The dragon had been watching them. It rumbled, as if trying to tell them something. Robin turned to the dragon, his eyes widened.

"Cyborg, what do your scanners say?" Robin asked.

Cyborg groaned and nearly yelled in frustration, "My scanners are jammed!"

"This is the scary. Correct?" Starfire whimpered to Raven.

"Yes." Raven spoke slowly, as if in thought. "Starfire can you lift its wing off of us?"

Starfire flew up and pushed against the dragon's wing. The dragon let out a small growl and turned its head to Starfire.

"I cannot! I am not able to free us!" Starfire nearly cried.

"Titans Go!" Robin yelled.

None of them noticed the sound of the wind outside or the dragon's scared expression. Cyborg's arm turned into a cannon and he shot a blue beam towards the dragon's face. The dragon's eyes closed seconds before it was hit with the beam. The dragon didn't attack, but whimpered painfully. Starfire was right behind Cyborg, sending starbolt after starbolt. The dragon whimpered loudly.

Robin was about to attack when Raven yelled, "Stop!"

All the Titans glanced at her, but kept an eye on the dragon. The dragon opened its eyes and looked at Raven.

"This might seem a bit farfetched, but," she turned to Cyborg, "what color is the dragon?"

Cyborg looked confused for a moment but then said, "Green of course, why?"

Raven didn't answer, but turned to Starfire. "Has the dragon hurt any of us, even though we have hurt him?"

Starfire considered her question, before responding slowly, "No. I believe it has not."

Raven shook her head, "Not it, but he." Then she turned to Robin and smirked, "Is it just me or is Beastboy missing?"

Robin's eyes widened as he looked around his team mates. He turned to the dragon, who seemed to be smiling widely.

"Beastboy?" Robin asked.

The dragon nodded his head and the strange smile (if it could be called that) widened.

"I am so, very sorry friend Beastboy! When we get home I will make you the pudding of sorrow!" Starfire said.

Beastboy turned to her and his eyes widened as he imagined the Tameranean cooking. He quickly shook his scaly head.

"Since when have you been able to change into a dragon?" Cyborg asked.

Beastboy grinned and rumbled something none of them could understand.

"Why won't you let us out?" Robin asked, quite angrily.

Beastboy's eyes blurred over as he slowly pulled his head out of the crevice between his wing and shoulder. The Titans' eyes widened as the heard the wind howl even louder and saw a huge cloud of sand and dirt rush by the opening without ceasing. Beastboy snaked his head back into the small cave he had made with his body curled around the area where the Titans were standing. They looked at him in disbelief.

"Do you know where we are?" Raven asked keeping her frightened voice low.

Beastboy hesitated, and then nodded his head.

"Where are we then?" Robin demanded. This day was all too weird, even for him.

Beastboy slithered his head and neck in even more and he touched a group of green flowers gently with his snout and closed his eyes. He opened them again and opened his muzzle, revealing large, sharp teeth. A small jet of flames cascaded from his throat and lit the flowers on fire.

Cyborg yelled, "What did you do that for BB?"

Beastboy closed his mouth and shook his head, pointing with the tip of his snout, at the flowers. The fire had gone out and the flowers were fine, if not greener.

"I do not understand. Are all of Earth's flowers like this?" Starfire asked.

Beastboy shook his head, and put his head beside the flowers, starring at them expectantly. Robin, Starfire, Raven, and Cyborg stared at him.

"BooYah! I got it." Cyborg exclaimed, running to the flowers. He put his hand down to pick one, when, Beastboy growled loudly at him.

"What BB? They're just flowers." Cyborg said confused.

Beastboy lifted his head off the sand and shook his head. The dragon's face contorted into a look of exasperation. But, as quickly as it came, it was replaced with a look of glee. Beastboy rumbled something and his wings and body shook violently. The dragon quickly turned into Beastboy, who was showing a toothy smile. They were surrounded by a mountain of sand that circled around them. It was about 20 feet high.

Beastboy walked to the flowers, and, straightening them, said, "We are in Africa."

"Africa?" Cyborg groaned, his flashlight retreating back into his shoulder.

"Where at in Africa?" Robin said, exasperatingly.

Beastboy straightened and winced, knowing that the others would not take it well. "The Sahara Desert."

Cyborg, Raven, and Robin groaned.

Starfire looked around in confusion. "What is the Desert of Sahara?"

"You know what a desert is, right Star?" Beastboy said.

"It is a great expanse of sand, is it not?" She said.

"That's right. But, the Sahara Desert is also known as The Great Desert. It's the largest desert that's not made out of snow. It's almost as large as the United States. It goes from the Red Sea to the Atlantic Ocean." Beastboy stopped, noting her confusion at the masses of water that he had just mentioned.

Robin, Cyborg, and Raven stared at him, not knowing he actually knew things that were not relevant to food and video games.

Beastboy continued, " Have you seen Africa on a map?"

Starfire nodded, " It is the same shape as a granjig."

Beastboy ignored what Starfire had said about the 'granjig' and finished his thought, "Imagine barely more than a third of that as just a desert. That, is the Sahara Desert." He finished.

Starfire's eyes widened as she realized the huge desert they were trapped in.

"Where did you learn about that?" Raven asked, curiosity edged into her monotone.

Beastboy smiled sheepishly and gave a nervous laugh. "I, uh, used to live in Africa," He mumbled.

"What? How come you didn't tell us before?" Cyborg said, upset he didn't know all of his best friend's secrets.

Beastboy leaned back down to the flowers and rubbed the velvet petal gently before responding, "No one asked me."

"Well, now I'm askin' you. What else do we not know about you?" Cyborg demanded.

"Yes, I too would like to know of when you were a blumgorf." Starfire said.

Beastboy sat down on the sand and sighed deeply. He looked sincerely troubled, more than anyone had ever seen him before. He looked at the sand, without really looking, and twiddled his thumbs. "I don't think now is the best time to tell you guys."

"What's the matter BB?" Asked Cyborg, concern emanating through his voice. He walked towards Beastboy, (making sure not to touch the flowers) and kneeled beside him. He put his hand on Beastboy's shoulder, though Beastboy just shook him away.

"I guess you do have the right to know." Beastboy finally said, "But, I am not going to repeat anything or stop for questions."

The others agreed and sat beside Beastboy, making a ring around the patch of green flowers. None of them saw Beastboy's quick smirk.

"Let's get this over with." Beastboy sighed and started his story.

Beastboy's P.O.V. -

The others sat beside me. I noticed they were all were very careful not to tough the flowers. He smirked quickly and thought to himself (probably thought I was going to turn into the dragon again and set them on fire). He was really, really not looking forward to this, but the others had the right to know what they were harboring.

"Let's get this over with." He sighed, then continued, " When I was born I was nothing unique, just an average human baby. I didn't get my powers or turn green until I was six years old."

The others looked at him curiously but said nothing. They were very intrigued with his story, even though he had barely started it.

"I used to have tan skin, blond hair, and blue eyes. I had looked just like a miniature version of my dad. The reason why I don't look like that anymore is because my parents were scientists or zoologists. They studied animals and the how the animals lived. I always followed them every step of the way, and, even though I was six, I fully planned on becoming a zoologist."

I heard a snicker from Cyborg. I glared at him and said, "I know many things, somethings you all don't know. I've said it before, I have a brain."

"You also said you don't use it much." Raven added.

"I don't use it much verbally, I use it over and over in my head and when I read and do other things in my room by myself!" I snapped.

"You read?" Robin asked.

I glared at them, anger rising in my throat. "I knew this was a bad idea! None of you guys understand!" I yelled at them. I walked away from them and sat at as far away as I could from them. "No one understands" I whispered to myself.

Starfire landed lightly beside me, "Friend Beastboy, please do not be the angry with us! They did not mean to say such unkind things to you." She said, her hand on my shoulder.

I pushed her hand off, "If that were true, they would apologize themselves!" I snapped.

"We really are sorry." I heard Cyborg say.

"We didn't know it would hurt your feelings." Robin said.

Raven hesitated then spoke slowly in her monotone, "If you want us to understand, which I think you do, you have to help us. We aren't you Beastboy. We barely know anything about you."

I turned around, they were standing there, looking at me with concern. "Fine." I growled.

They looked relived and sat down on the sand again.

"So, anyway, I planned on being a scientist like them in Zoology. I tagged along with them wherever they went. They had heard about about a rare, almost extinct, species of monkey. The monkey was green and supposedly unlike any other. So naturally, they were curious and left the next day with me."

Beastboy felt himself pale as the emotions from that day rushed back to him, sadness and pain were the greatest, along with nervousness.

"That day started like normal, I followed them through the jungle in search of this monkey. At one point, I got separated from them and lost the path. I did, however, find the monkey, or rather, it found me. It had charged at me and seemed to tilt to the left. I ran as fast as my six-year old legs could carry me. I ignored the pain when the branches hit my face or when the thorns scraped against my legs and arms. But, a six-year old cannot out run a monkey, even if that monkey was mad and almost dead."

I stopped, not wanting to continue. I tried not to live in the past, it was too painful. I looked up slightly to see their faces staring at me with concern and curiosity.

I continued much against my will, "It bit my leg and injected me with a deadly disease called Sakuita. The monkey died right after biting me. I remember pain racking through my body, the pain was endless it came in wave after wave. I apparently passed out from the pain, because the next moment I was able to register, I was in a hospital, wires and tubes poked out of my body, and I remember air being forced into my lungs. As soon as I had woken up, my parents rushed me into the middle of the Sahara Desert."

"Why?!" Cyborg interrupted, he was fully intrigued by my story.

I stood up and walked to the small patch of flowers, they followed me, apparently, they too, wanted to know why my parents dragged me into one of the greatest deserts when I was near death. I stopped when I reached the flowers and placed my hand beside them.

"Because of these flowers, Embraleas Saharlie." I finally answered his question.

I looked at their faces to see if they would notice how my skin was exactly the same color as the outward ring of the circle. My hair was the color of the inside ring. Their eyes widened more than I thought humanly possible, but then again, most of them aren't pure humans or humans at all.

"That's why you growled at me..." Cyborg said as it clicked.

"Yep, these flowers saved my life, along with giving me my powers."

"If I might ask, what does Embraleas Saharlie mean?" Starfire asked.

"It's latin for Emerald Sahara. This flower only grows in the Sahara Desert." I snapped my fingers! It all made sense!

"I get it!" I yelled.

Starfire was startled, to say the least, "What do you have?"

I looked into the sky, the sun was shining brightly. "Nevermind. I'll tell you when the stars are out."

Third Person P.O.V.-

Beastboy looked into the sky, the sun was shining brightly. "Nevermind. I'll tell you when the stars are out."

Beastboy finished, "That's really all you need to know about me for now."

"How do you know latin?" Raven asked dumfounded that Beastboy knew anything other than English.

Beastboy looked at her sheepishly, "I can also speak Spanish, Swahili, French, and a little Dutch."

"Whoa, wait! How come you can speak lots of different languages?" Cyborg asked.

"Like I said, my parents were scientists. Where they went, I went." Beastboy explained.

"Why didn't you tell us before?" Robin asked.

"No one asked me." Beastboy said.

"Maybe you should continue with the telling of your past." Starfire butted in.

Beastboy messed with his hands, then remebered what Raven said earlier. "I will later." He could feel the sweat trickle down his back and felt his hair plastered to his head.