The Light Wars

Silence. Everything was motionless. Except for the ignored war behind him, Warsman had no knowledge of any other sound. He was listening for him. He was listening for a miserable sigh for the trees of his surface, each fiber of the miserable Blue Lantern's being concerned by the fighting continuing so far away. He was listening for the rallying call of the Blue Lanterns. His ear twitched. An angry voice, chanting about taking its rightful place. Such an annoying, buzzing sound. He scratched with a fingernail at his outer lobe.

It was Kado, his musclebound underling. Something was remarked about Warsman's downfall and the replacement of a new world order designed under his over-sized heel. The Czar curled his lips into a smile. If Kado wanted control, he had to contend with the others for now. Warsman opened a radio network between he and his traitorous cohort. He saw as the immense bulk came crashing upon him. A mere step sideways, and Warsman faced west --- the direction of the target of his lust for destruction. He would slap Kado on the back of the man's neck with a loud stack of knuckles and flesh to aggravate him, to bury consciousness and make him feral. He needed a second monster in his place to wreak havoc on the remaining corps.

His eyes lit into minuscule stars and half of the Red Lanterns defected under Kado's rebellious banner were incinerated, the others too maddened by fury and wonder at their first leader's power to stay and hold back the urge to fight and impress him with death. Warsman chuckled. They were like puppies. He spoke.

"You can stay here and become king,"

A slight kick at the abyss behind him and the madman was gone in a streak of red light. Kado stood in his shadow, like he always did. He stood in his shadow like all other little brothers did.

"But I will become an apostle of the Crimson Testament, after I write it in the blood of the Blue Lanterns."

He closed the connection and gained speed, bound for Mogo, glory, and most likely his own demise.

"King Hyperion!" A being obscured by Violet Light yelled, blocking the path to New Oa, while the voice was familiar the Violet Light that obscured this being was too bright for him to distinguish the identity of this interloper. "Hello um…yeah. Um, Hyper...Hyperion you know I don’t like you and I know you hate me and I’m just here to say that I’m going to….uh. Hyperion I know you don’t have much time but yeah….um, you know X23? She’s sort of wanting to say…… well Hyperboy I’ll miss you and thanks for the fights. But I still need to try and stop you..." Now Hyperion knew exactly who this was. It was Talon...but how was that even possible? Talon was a Red Lantern...not a Star Sapphire. Nevertheless her ring was crackling with the Violet Light of Love...she was going to strike at him any second and so he charged up his own Power Ring in preparation for anything this Talon might throw at him.

"Hold on!" The voice of the Red Lantern Talon Hyperion has encountered earlier shouted in an attempt to keep the Star Sapphire Talon and Hyperion himself from engaging one another in battle. "King Hyperion...I’m sorry that you have to die. I don’t want you to. I never would have wanted you to. But I...um...am sorry, and if I knew of a way to stop it I would! With all the power that I posses it’s stupid that I don’t know how to stop it and I’m dreadfully sorry.” Tears began to fill The Red Lantern Talon's eyes as she said all of this, it was...an unusual sight to say the least and Hyperion could easily see that the Star Sapphire Talon was as perplexed by this as he was. "I'm sorry." The Red Lantern Talon said once more.

Hyperion averted his eyes away from both versions of Talon and that is when he noticed an usually powerful male Blue Lantern, who was known by many as Nano, being accompanied by a particularly annoying Green Lantern who went by the name of Guy Gardener heading directly towards him. They were no doubt going to try and stop him from obliterating New Oa and everything that surrounded it. But both New Oa and Hyperion himself had to die if The Red Light of Rage was going to prevail over all. Turning his attention back to the two Talons, Hyperion glared at both of them with a look that was devoid of any emotion whatsoever.

"I must go now, destiny is calling my name. It was...fun while it lasted, Talon." Hyperion said as he turned back around and put himself directly on a collision course with Nano. "I cannot have someone like you constantly pursuing me if I am to successfully complete my final mission, Blue Lantern. Therefore the only logical course of action in this particular matter is to have both you and your Green Lantern ally exterminated." Hyperion boldly declared as he raised his Power Ring directly at Nano and began to build up a massive amount of energy in preparation to release a blast of monumental proportions directly at his foe.

Scott Wallace

Benjamin Arrio

The sky before him was now filling with bright blues and greens. Lanterns were pouring into the star system and battling against the coming storm. Red clashed with yellows, greens and blues fought against both. The often dark space was now filled with bursting colors of the rainbow. Andy sat there on the ground, his chest heaving up and down as he tried to regain is breath. Then he heard the mental intrusion of someone, someone trying to contact him in an effort to find out what was happening. "Andy if that is you can you please tell me what is going on, I honestly accepted being a Blue lantern for a better life, but something bigger is happening, and I can feel it...." Taking a minute to gather himself Andy soon replied to Closure. "Let the Ring guide you my friend. We are in the middle of a War of Light and can use all the aid we have. Stop them from breaching New Oa" Standing to his feet the lone Ice Dragon began to survey the battle field. Evaluating the situation and what flanks needed support. From far off on Mogo's surface Andy began to transfer orders amidst the ranks of the Greens and Blues. Having them reinforce their weak points. Stationing rallying points just in case one area was breached and the Reds could move closer to New Oa. A war was being fought, the superior tactics would win this dreadful night. Andy would see to that personally if he had to.

He sensed an approaching figure coming towards his way. Adjusting his visor to telecopic vision he glanced at who it was. Slight, the current acting leader of the New Outsiders. A friend to the Ice Dragons. “Andy, is that you? “I need to talk to you. “Three months ago, the leader of the Yellow Lanterns destroy a bridge. I’m sure you know of who I speak of. Well, on that bridge was my entire family. For a little while I was consumed by hatred for this entity, and I killed hundreds of people, but I was not myself. But now I realize that what I have a choice, wallow in that hatred, or try to piece together the broken pieces of my life. I offer this to you, the power of the Oracle, brother to the , is at your disposal. Your reputation as a hero precedes you and will for generations to come. With the power you have to cleanse the imperfections and guilt, I ask that after what you would have me do is done, that you cleanse me from my past; if that is within you abilities? Do you accept my offer?" He could tell that Slight's soul, his conscious was weighting heavily on his past deeds. That the man was truthfully sorry for the madness that had taken control of him. He needed a reassurance of a better tomorrow. He needed Hope. "Do not fear my friend. Though many lives were taken you can atone for the crimes of the past. It will not be an easy path, I can promise you that. But you must take it one day at a time and show the world that they can trust you once more. If this is how you wish to go about it then I will comply, because of our friendship." With that the light from his ring began to grow in radiance. The energy was pulsing alive as Andy reached up with his hand and clasped Slights shoulder. His body was soon engulfed in a harmless bright light, creating a purifying aura that burned all the way to his broken soul. "The world still needs Heroes Slight. It is time for you to answer that call. Help us fight back this storm of light."

Slight began again, his questions of a curious nature. “Was that you that released that magnificent blast? If so, you have more power than I had ever known you would have, how does it feel to command such strength, such destructive power? Yet you use it to help, not hinder. Your heart reads pure. A rare occurrence in humans.” Looking down at the hammer in his hands, and the blue crested ring Andy began to wonder himself. He could now feel the Oracle crawling around inside of him and how his power was magnified. "The blast was of a pure source, the only lives lost were the ones whos souls were too far taken by the sickness of the Red Light. This is not a power I take easily, or lightly. But it is a just reason why I now wield these powers. There must come an end to this War or millions of lives will be lost. I can not stand by and watch that happen. I will always be there to fight against the darkness."

Breaking the two from the conversation a Green Lantern Fox came in and reporting what was going on out in the battlefield once more. "King Hyperion seems to be determined to blow up New Oa. It seems that the madman is a living bomb now. Slight I want you to set up a counter group with Closure. Hurry and get in between King Hyperion and his path to New Oa. Closure, if you can still hear me listen in. The two of you will be our last line of defense. Nano and Guy are combating him now, but should they fail I need you two to be there to keep him from reaching New Oa. Should Nano or Guy call for your assistance you waste no haste to aid them. Let us end this war and go home to our loved ones."

There was a cold shiver that shaked through Andy's entire body. The hair on his arms and the back of his neck stood up in attention as he felt a dark and vile power appear on the battlefield. His words a whisper as he somehow knew what it was "Final Arrow..." His eyes began to scan through the entire area trying to find any trace of where the God-Slayer was at. If this being had entered the War things would get worse. His presence has to be contained until they could turn back the Reds completely. Lanterns, reinforce the right flank. We have another threat that needs our attention. But be cautious, this man wields power beyond dreams. Lights sparked alive as Greens and Blues listened to his orders, streaking through the sky heading towards Final Arrow.

Andy's eyes then caught another figure who was now on a collision coarse for Mogo. "Warsman" Gripping his hammer tightly in one hand and his shield in the other Andy lunged into the air. His ring forming a shielding blue light around his body as he flew towards this new adversary. "Let's end this!" The belt of strength was wrapped tightly around his waist doubling all of his strength and power. The newly obtained Oracle Force waiting to be unleashed on the Czar of Blood. The two leaders of their respective Lanterns were not budging. Both going full blasts towards one another, in what seemed to take eons the two finally crashed into one another. A gigantic sound wave busted out from around them from the sheer impact against one another. The two now entangled in a galactic struggle fell towards a close moon. Their bodies creating a football sized crater on the surface as dust was kicked up in a smoke screen. Wielding his magnificent weapons Andy waited as the setting cleared. The end of the war against Red would soon be at hand.

. "Do not fear my friend. Though many lives were taken you can atone for the crimes of the past. It will not be an easy path, I can promise you that. But you must take it one day at a time and show the world that they can trust you once more. If this is how you wish to go about it then I will comply, because of our friendship."

Slight listened to his friends words. The comfort and solace they brought was gift enough in his time of turmoil. He wanted to say thank you for that alone but Andferne spoke again. Still, he wished that the road could be cut short just a little. It was already a tough journey, and his pride had always gotten in the way, always to afraid to ask for help, ashamed even. Andferne stood to his feat, and stretched his hand out to Slight’s shoulder. His ring began to glow with a blue light that was pure of intention. In his own soul he could feel the purifying light healing him, giving him hope once more. Something also happened in the process. Slight so grateful for the words and gestures decided to do something he’d never done before. He split of a fragment of the Oracle Force. Not his first intentions but it seemed to be the right thing to do. Inside of the Ice Dragon leader was a child of the universe, a power few get to know.

 "The world still needs Heroes Slight. It is time for you to answer that call. Help us fight back this storm of light." He was emboldened, ready to fight. He knew that what his friend was saying was true. Although he had done things, terrible things, the world still needed heroes to protect the people who were unprotected.  "The blast was of a pure source, the only lives lost were the ones whos souls were too far taken by the sickness of the Red Light. This is not a power I take easily, or lightly. But it is a just reason why I now wield these powers. There must come an end to this War or millions of lives will be lost. I can not stand by and watch that happen. I will always be there to fight against the darkness." Andferne answered his question with a strait answer. Then he stopped as a fox creature came into where they were. It informed him of the actions being taken by a villainous cohort or the Red Lanterns.

"King Hyperion seems to be determined to blow up New Oa. It seems that the madman is a living bomb now. Slight I want you to set up a counter group with Closure. Hurry and get in between King Hyperion and his path to New Oa. Closure, if you can still hear me listen in. The two of you will be our last line of defense. Nano and Guy are combating him now, but should they fail I need you two to be there to keep him from reaching New Oa. Should Nano or Guy call for your assistance you waste no haste to aid them. Let us end this war and go home to our loved ones." With that Slight was off. A new found hope helping to fuel him. He didn’t know who this Closure guy was but he was supposed to help him, and he didn’t know who King Hyperion but with his new found hope he would do everything in his power to stop him from destroying New Oa.

He weaved in and out of incoming light stream blasts. Most of them were useless to his superior agility, until he came upon a determined yellow lantern. “Where do you think your going?” he said with a confidence unknown. Slight responded “To defend New Oa.” “Not if I have anything to do about it.” As the last syllable of t left his lips, he released a barrage of light. There had to be millions of them, all of them coming his way. He didn’t have time to dodge them all so he took the brunt of the blast. The pain was intense but he knew that it couldn’t stop him from his goal of protection. Slight looked up at the smug face of his new opponent. “I don’t have much time for this, leave me be and I will spare your life.” “It is you who should beg for mercy.” His grin was sharp and devilish. The unnamed yellow lantern released another light barrage as he didn’t know what was coming. Unknown to him Slight was ready this time. Already healed, he was able to liquefy his body. Slight sent out his own form of light. Oracle Light. Forming chains out of telekinetic energy he grabbed the yellow crusader, and swung him off into the distance. It was done. Speeding off to make up for lost time, the lights became streaks to his eyes, each just becoming a blend of a spectrum.

As he grew closer to New Oa, he slowed down, knowing that he was going to have to explain himself. He reached the outermost atmosphere of the planet. He was stopped by blinding blasts of blue and green light creating a barrier between him and the planet.


“We shall not allow the to pass…Yahhhhhh” All of them simultaneously attacked and Slight had only one option tell them what he was trying to do. “Stop, stop…I am a friend, I am here to help you to save this dying planet. King Hyperion is on a collision course for it, and if he is allowed to get even in it’s close proximity he will more or less be able to destroy it. Allow me to pass into the planet, and I will use all my power to protect it. Andferne has sent me himself. I know I can not prove it, you must trust me for it is the only option.” They let their crossed shield down. “I know not who you are, but I sense hope that was given to you. You are not a lantern but you are a friend, go on.”

Slight nodded his head as he passed through it atmosphere and landed on the planets dying surface. Much like Earth there was a sense of life here. Slight closed his eyes, tring to find a source of water on this planet. There. There was an ocean that spanned for hundreds of miles, due east from him. He took off in a blinding haste, the dust from his liftoff rose into the air like a cloud. As he descended upon the ocean he felt their was no presence of life within them. The Oracle informed him that the blast from Andferne turned every living creature into a blue or green lantern. This was good, now his plan could come to fruition.

He parted the water and made a clear path to it bottom. Then he allowed the water to close upon him. The Oracle grew and grew in power, taking over. This was necessary for his plan. Moving his arms to either side of him, Slight spread his fingers out, maintaining his concentration, for what he was about to do was something unlike anything anyone had ever done before.

As the water coursed through his liquefied body, it mixed with him, and he mixed with it, combining together to allow the power of the Oracle to intermingle with it. Once it was done, it was time to mount the defense of a lifetime. The Octopus Form, one of his favorites, one that was perfect for defense and offense which was desperately needed. The water from the ocean flooded the land covering the planet in a wet suit. Almost as soon as this was done, thousands of tendrils sprouted from the planet, each made of water, each a different viewpoint, each endowed with the dexterity and power of the Oracle. Now the planet had under the watchful presence of Slight and the Oracle. Being able to see what was going on in every direction, he outstretched a tendril here, and there aiding his fellow blue and green comrades.

The strain on his mind and body was growing, but he suppressed it hoping that he would last long enough for the war to end. Now all he had to do was fight, and wait for this Closure man to come help him. Oh, and destroy King Hyperion in the case it had to be done.

The emerald blade struck Darkchild's palm, as he gripped it tightly, letting blood stain the blade. With a wicked smile he spoke. "Best be careful Green Boy, might get bit be surprised how quick the serpent is." With those words, a vile, yellow snake exploded from his ring at Paragon, barring it's fangs. The snake wrapped around Paragon's body, squeezing tighter and tighter around the ring's forcefield.

Darkchild, circling Paragon like a shark around a wounded seal. while Tempest closer to the two of them. "You were wrong, so very very wrong." She now hung, almost directly infront of him. Paragon could see how the weeks of mental and physical tourture had broken her. She was pale and her usual cheery face was replaced by one of sorrow and hopelessness. Her face was gaunt, and looked sickly thin from lack of food. It hurt Paragon to see her like this, and he wanted nothing more than to break free from this madman and rescue her.

"Paragon old chum...wait I dont know if you were an old chum. Meh I do get a feeling of some kind of bond we used to have didn't we? Oh well, my old chum it seems that you think I am a boasting man. That I am bluffing, that even in times of war I have a concience and do not wish for this to happen or wish to destroy all that you believe in...But your wrong my old friend." sneered Darkchild. "So very, very wrong." With those final words, Darkchild dropped the shield around Tempest that had been keeping her alive. Paragon could do nothing but watch in horror as the mother of his child struggled for air, while Darkchild laughed maniacally.

"NOOOOO!" Paragon screamed so loud, it could be echoing across the battlefield. With a sudden burst of strength and will, he shattered the golden serpent holding him and rush at Tempest creating a life support shield around her. He held her close, only to find he was too late. All things around Paragon were blocked out. He could hear nothing going on around him, as his body went into shock. The horror of losing her not once, but twice now was almost too much for him to bear. His love was gone forever now. He held her in a loving embrace and wept a single tear, before his radar sense went crazy, bringing him back into the real world.

"...wont be alive long enough to witness or have the displeasure of him clawing into you!" Paragon heard DC shout from behind him, as his hearing returned. instinctively, he teleported himself and Tempest's body out from where they were as a flurry of yellow bullets rained down from turrets Darkchild had formed on his shoulders. They re-appeared back on Oa in Paragon's chambers, where he lay her body down, before returning to duty in another flash of light.

Now fueled by vengeance, Paragon reappeared not far from DC, with his own unbreakable sword in hand. The sword construct proved innefective against the monster, but this sword had gone hit for hit with the Sword of Souls, and showed barely a scratch. Silently, Paragon flew at DC, while tapping into the Speed Force the best he could. He could feel himself accellerate beyond the power of the ring, and became almost nothing more than a green blur. The blade made the air sing, as he swung at DC's stomach. He wasn't going for a kill. He just wanted to make Darkchild feel even just a fraction of the pain he felt, and die as slowly as possible.

The universe passed him by. One, two, maybe three times he glanced around and wondered if he should stop and agitate the Blue Lanterns to a location of his choosing. But he knew his choice. He knew that he must attack and not wait for the plague of violence. He gained speed. Expecting nothing else, Warsman answered the buzzing of his ring to the chime of an incoming transmission. It was Hyperion. He should have been dead by now.

"...Hyperion out." It was the last thing he said.

Warsman's expression darkened.

"If my corps was going to sweep itself from under my feet, then I should have killed them all myself."

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Time passed and a blue star in the distance became less bright, like it was solid and not bundled gases fighting for supremacy. Instead, it was a planet illuminated by a serene and disgusting color.

"Hope all you want," Warsman said, tucking his arms at his side and becoming more of a bullet. He planned to dive through Mogo, the light-years of travel being the barrel of an immense gun.

"I'll just hate all I want."

As he was bowing his head and bracing for impact, a foreign body struck him in the face, knocking him out of the rut of momentum he had worked up to. Clutching at the sudden shot of pain, he didn't have a chance to counter before a second attack --- this time a grappling tackle --- launched him and his new adversary onto the surface of a gargantuan asteroid orbiting the blue planet. Warsman recollected his thoughts and saw this interloper as Andferne, the patron of the Blue Lanterns and thus the source of his hatred for the color. Yelling, his fist flared into a glowing orb of red light. He gritted his teeth and charged, raising his fist to shatter the man's face and reaching out with his opposite hand to shove aside the hammer if he orchestrated it into a blocking maneuver.

The Czar's eyes flashed a deep, almost crimson, orange. Of all things, he smiled. In his mind, a statement occurred.

"At the end of all things...it's pretty damn ironic, isn't it, Andy?"

He designed this statement unwittingly to match a Blue Lantern's pigment code; Andy could hear him.

His grip remained tight around the poor womans throat as she gasps for her last breaths she would ever take before her departure."may the gods have requiem on your soul woman,your unmerciful fate has been chosen , and it cannot be undone". Xavier stood tall amongst the sky scrappers like a malevolent tyrant, consumed with rage like a chosen pessimist, nothing could stop his onslaught ,triggered by the pain he has endured during his bouts in life. he started down from the roof tops with fury burning in his eyes like a wild inferno, with his sight casted on the thousands of civilians that he slaughtered relentlessly."this woman will not only be only to taste my divine fury...if it wasn't for you filthy pathetic humans, my life would've been decent....but no................" he paused his statement hesitantly as he balled his fist so tight that his veins forced themselves out like an organic pipeline"life is not judged fair, but yet its TO MUCH TO BARE!!!!!" with the thunderous roar of his tenor voice, Xavier let out a  discordant scream that broke the sound barrier easily.Windows shattered from the powerful vibration of His voice, it was almost as powerful as the voice of paladin

The screams of dismay and anxiety erupted the streets like an army of opposing animals, they ran into each other roughly like Football linemen, knocking each other to the floor with no remorse. they feared the great Element, but this was something they couldn't imagine. Element was known as a loyal hero, dedicated to saving the lives of the defenseless and restless. he donated clothing to the children's aids society. He formed organizations that benefited various communities around the world. Now his reputation had been tarnished once more, he has become a traitor to his world. the respect that he worked so hard to gain would be reduced to rubble.He would no longer be viewed a hero by anyone. he his now a monster, a monster that account be trusted,  his word is nothing to the people on this earth. Xavier dozed off into a trance for a moment,as he glared into the streets.thousands dead, eve more injured. The glow in his eye's became soft and dull as he went into a day dream.

The Dream

"Xavier!...Xavier!" he shooked his head as he glanced around his settings, the walls of the room were a dull beige with paints chips peeling off it. The aroma of Givalia french vanilla coffee traveled its way through the area heavenly, and the sun beamed halfway through the dingy curtains of Xavier's room. He sat on the bed appalled by his settings, he could se old sentiments everywhere , stuff like his old favorite monkey he won at a carnival, and action figure of G'bandit, the mercenary, news articles  about Renegade Lantern, and the Zero Crisis. it was just like his child hood. then something hovered in his face as he glared at his converse." so this is what you've become of?killing? destroying?whatever happened to maintaining peace and tranquility?what happened to your goals that you wanted to achieve before you left? are you an hypocrite?...a loser?...shame.........i thought i raised you better" Xavier really couldn't believe he was face o face with Rodney....his dead step father."is that really you dad?" Xavier said as he extended a hand to the receding necromancer like familiar figure"dont you dare touch me...i dont know what to say....i just cant believe you let this anger consume you son...you were always a fighter........what the hell happened to you?.........no you must fight...dont let it control you son...your heart is to big for murder and corruption...make up for your mistakes once more...fight for what is right........my soul will not rest as long as you are in this condition......now go...the world may need you now......" but wait dad?!*

Reality
 
Xavier woke up from his day dream, and came back to reality. He took one more view of the destruction he has caused, and it rattled his heart deeply" omfg......i did this to this poor people?" Xavier hovered down to ground level from the rooftop he was on. he walked down the road looking at all the miserable face.Bodies stacked on bodies like jenga piece, children lost , wandering the street crying out for there possibly dead parents.He walked further down the streets to bump into an injured girl, she had long frizzy golden hair with blue eyes huge with innocence, the little girl took notice in element, and curled her finger signaling him to come over. he followed,  she took him to a deep crevice in the street, created from a collapsed office building, there laid a woman, mutilated, entrails exposed like ground meat, her face battered to the point that she was unrecognizable,the little girl faced xavier with tears developing in her eyes, and she asked"why did you do this to my mother?

DaIT was interesting that she was not attacked by Hyperion or X23. But she dared not be the one to attack at least not yet. At the moment he was not a raging ball of furry that wanted her dead and she should have been content with that but she could not be. And X23 not killing her on sight was weird enough for her today. Then watched as Hyperion was about to unleash a mighty blast of energy toward Nano. Before it had begun it was ended with the swiftness of Constantine a Violet Lantern. She stared at disbelief for a moment but soon regained her composure and shook her head. “Boy” she began “I’m going to need a brake after this”. Talon felt out of pace not among the stares but the heroes and even villains. It was a strange thing she did not fit in this war. It was to big for her why was she fighting? “X-23” she murmured as she looked to her left but the devil girl was gone no doubt following her lost Romeo Hyperion. A chill went down Talons spine as the thought of her even her darker self and Hyperion together tuned her stomach.

She could feel a change in the air even though there was non there would have been. She could feel something new a new threat had risen. With that thought her eyes turned black the same as X-23. She could see past the figures dead or alive floating in space and focused her sights in the important people. Paragon was in a battle with the villain Darkchild. She could see him cradling a woman in his arms who appeared dead. He skin was white as a ghost and as she saw that terrifying sight the memories of a young girl cradling her older brother in her arms came back to life.  She had killed him or so she kept telling every one though they would always say it was not her fault how was she to know. Possibly if he had not come after her if the Sentinel had hit her he would be here to fight this battle with her to make her feel like she mattered in this war.

How could she do any thing. The greats were already engaged in a deadly battle and she did not think it right to intervene. It would be out of place and time. No doubt if any one was to truly know who she was they would kill her mostly the Heroes. Any way she was not a hero she was not a good person or the good guy yet some how some way she got this Violet ring on her finger. And to think that it represented love. She could understand getting the Red ring and maybe even will power but this Violet. It was uncanny that a mercenary assassin’s greatest point would be love. She looked at the ring a moment and sighed then looked at the battle field. So much had been lost so many people dead how could she stop even more from dying?

Her gaze soon fell on a being. He was giving off a dark ore like that of which a demon would. She narrowed her sights on that being a moment. It was no doubt evil a satanic creature from the deaths of hell. The same sort of creature that her sword would deal with Gemini. Sword of the Phoenix a supernatural entity. She was tempted to engage with this beast in battle But then remembered as long as X23 and her were separated there would be no hope in Summoning Gemini. But the Shadow.. Holding the soul of a demon in your hands is not an easy thing especially when you a mutant with no experience of harnessing any thing like that. The from behind she heard the unleashing of a blast. Turning around she was to late and the bright yellow light pushed her out of the battle grounds into the darkness of space. Getting back up she got her bearings and looked around. Looking toward the battle she could see a glowing yellow light most likely one of Darkchild’s Lanterns of fear. Rolling her eyes she thought. “Fear honestly, fear is something that I have not felt for a long time and I won’t.”

With that she charged toward the Lantern at full speed about to send her burning Violet blast into him and end this but before she could come in contact it spoke. “Afraid” she slowed herself down and looked at the creature in curiosity and replied. “No” she could see the thing smiling a moment then say “To bad Laura that’s t bad” No that caught her off guard. She told no one her real name only those who she trusted enough with it. Now she was intrigued “So you know my name, I don’t know how you found that information but you expect to scare me with information about me the you a wrong”. But she knew she was lying to herself. Just how much did he know about her, and who was he to know this information?

It chucked “Really? Are you sure?” the voice pierced her lungs as she knew that voice she felt immobilized and could not move. Just stare at him. “Well then….I might as well try”. Talons breathing grew weak and she felt queasy she dared not ask yet she knew the answer. “Who…who are you” she said trying for her voice not to shake. “Your worst nightmare” it said back to her. Talon soon regained her momentum as her ring began to glow once more. Like before she was going to charge at him but was stopped as his words. “I never thought clones had feelings yet I seem to see you go through them all the time.” What he said gave her information that she needed. Her was close to her some one who she knew who watched her. XL was dead she knew that but then who was he? She had an Idea but could not say. The bright yellow light he was giving off was to bright for her to see.

“But then what are you?” it began “Some accident so genetic test? You don’t know who you are do you? Where’s you mother?” it them paused obviously waiting for her to reply. “I..I don’t know” she said her voice shaking. She knew what he was getting at and that is was she was terrified of. “Really? Well them what about your brother that boy XL I think his name is…or was until he died….so tragic a young life taken from the world by what a Sentinel….wait no it was not a sentinel was it”. The yellow Lantern the approached her but stopped “It was you…”. Guilt and fear mixed. Guilt for the death of her brother and her mother though people say it as not her fault she would always think it to be. And fear..long endless fear of loosing those close to her like she had. Her mother was missing from the moment she escaped the facility. No one knew where she was but Talon did. Her mother was dead! She knew it just never could truly accept it.

And her brother she had killed. Murdered in cold blood he sacrificed his life for hers and now she was alive but it cost his life.  “It was all your fault” the yellow lantern said once again approaching her. She was to wrapped up in her mind to notice. Her mind her twisted demonic mind of hers. She was messed up she could see that. “How’s your father….I hear he’s in coma is he not.” “Logan” she whispered. The moment she whispered her fathers name pain over took her as she remembered how he got in coma. She had done it X23 but it was still her. She as a Red Lantern had unleashed a blast at him that should have killed him. But thankfully for his Adamatium laced skeleton and healing factor her survived slightly. He was now in a deep coma leaving her in pain. Daken hated her even more. The eldest and her brother. He would not allow her to see him to even look at him.

“Who are you!!!” she shouted looking at the being. More chuckling she could hear come from him. “You don’t want to know child” but Talon was not going to stop “Tell me who you are!!” she demanded. “I’ll ask you this, who are your parents? Have you forgotten them since you’ve came to earth 616”. Then she knew it. This was no ordinary person near to her here. She most likely had never met the man..in this reality. Meaning he was from hers her home earth 529. But how was this possible and how could he have found out all this information about her. It was impossible. “Do you want to know how the war is progressing?” He asked she did not want to speak any more and soon charged toward him in full burst. Just as she would have made contact with him he grabbed her writs and pulled her toward him close. And then she could see him she knew who it was.  His midnight blue eyes his dark velvet hair and he was here with her “But..you…Slifer..how” but before she could finish he pulled her toward him and kissed her passionately.

The sudden shock of this left her limp and she did not move or try to break from his grasp. The kiss ended as he smiled slyly and whispered in her ear “How long did you think Laura how long I want to know”. His words were seductive and his voice like a heavenly choir in her ears.  “My Laura how long has it been….days, months, years meaningless with out you.” The humanity in Talon wanted to stay in his arms wanted to stay with him but the weapon never could. Talon pulled herself away. She would have rather died rather gone to HYDRA than pull away from him yet she did. She looked at him her emerald eyes sparking in the glow of her ring. “What are you doing here” she said in a growl “Oh the weapon is back” he said still smiling. “What are you doing here!” “I was sent” “By who!”. He paused a moment and sighed “Talon you know who just think”. He then grabbed her wrist again about to kiss her. She spoke “Fear huh, well you were always good at that.”

She pulled away once more and unleashed a blast that hit him head on. He was blasted back toward the battle and where it was raging. Talon followed him and pointed her ring toward him. “Slifer…….I don’t want to know how you got here and mixed up with this but please don’t try it.” He looked at her and smiled but this was a pure smile nothing behind it no incentive. The smile of a Friend but how he could be with the Yellow Lanterns was beside her. “What’s going on in 529” he just looked at her and sighed “a lot you don’t know”. She would have asked again but her eyes then turned to where Final Arrow. But looking back to where Slifer was there was no trace. “Dang it!” she shouted. She knew there was a lot more than what he was telling her and that after this war she might as well kiss her soul good bye.

"I must go now, destiny is calling my name. It was...fun while it lasted, Talon." She looked at him a moment and sighed. I’m invisible aren’t I” she thought to herself. If there was any thing she hated it was never being noticed. She had spent what felt like a life time in Talon never thought of never noticed it was annoying still she was a t least seen and that was good………for now. She looked over to Talon who seemed perplexed though X23 could not see what was so wrong. “Simple version you’ve had a demonic entity living with in you like a host, in that time you were partly possessed but now due to temporal shifts in time space and supernatural plains the demonic entity which lived with in you separated and is now a single being.”  Simple logic was it not. Though the minds of humans were easily overwhelmed with these things.

She then could see on coming pursuers who most likely wished to stop Hyperion in his tracks and some how stop him from detonating near New Oa. It was a foolish attempt for if he would not detonate here then where would he? Did they think that he wanted to die? Did he want to die? She did not know all she knew was that this mission needed to succeed some how and some way.  She then looked over to him as he spoke, "I cannot have someone like you constantly pursuing me if I am to successfully complete my final mission, Blue Lantern.” So bold and worthy. His last mission he had accepted his death as gain. For his mission was more important that himself. A self less act if you were to look at the man.  “Therefore the only logical course of action in this particular matter is to have both you and your Green Lantern ally exterminated."

She could see the logic in that. The death of few for the success of the mission. Mission over matter. It was a strange thing even before Talon she had a mission but now she was finding it hard to complete it. He was going to be dead in a few hours and she was to protect him? Was the council insane! Only moments after she had freed herself from Talon she had a mission and did not understand. And is appeared as her brother Isaac would be no help to her at this time. He was Talons guardian and no longer her brother. He cared for Talon more that he ever did for her and that enraged her even more. He then was about to unleash a mighty blast but was halted when a violet colored beam. At first she thought it was Talon but soon saw that Talon did not commence in the action.

The beam hit Hyperion and blasted him a few miles away from the battle. She remained and did not engage with the being. It appeared as another of Talon’s little acquaintances. She could see the battle raging and many people consumed by single battles between each other. The treat was minim as to being attacked. As she scanned the area she could see that Talon had engaged with a ghost of her past. Or one of the many skeletons in her closets. Which ever one Talons mind was absorbed as was every one else’s in what they were doing. Leaving her to do as she whished. Cautiously she approached Hyperion and watched as she communicated with his ring she was unable to get it all but she got the last parts. "Open a Stargate Aperture and get me to Earth as fast as possible. Also...open a comlink to Warsman and Marcus Sprectre."

She smiled slyly. Her telepathy was limited but she could pic up sub space messages. But before she could hear that the ring said  "Setting course for Sector 2814. Course set. Now proceeding to scan space for suitable apertures. A Shi'ar-made Stargate Aperture has been located. Now proceeding to build a dimensional bridge to Earth, this will take a moment...Dimensional Bridge has been established, the Stargate Aperture has been activated and a path to Earth is now open. Now proceeding to establish a comlink to subjects: Warsman and Marcus Spectre. Comlink has been established." She remained in distance from Hyperion but listened in any way.

"Good. Warsman! Marcus! I've been thinking...why don't you go to New Oa and destroy it yourselves? Surely you are both fully capable of doing something like that on your own, am I right?” X23 scoffed in the presumptions of this Kryptonion. “Yes let the fools handle the war it will be over swiftly in ashes” but he continued “ Yes...yes I think I am. As for me...I am no longer going to be your pawn.” She admired his strength even a Red Lantern he had sanity and like her did not get ordered around. For if any one was to ask her to do something even the Great fool Warsman she would not heed his wishes. “I am going to Earth. If I am going to die exploding with enough force to take out New Oa and The Guardians of The Universe in one shot as Marcus suggests...then I want to be at home when I do it. Oh and Warsman? I'll see you in Hell after Andferne is done bashing your skull in. Hyperion out."

Smiling she watched as he opened a gate. She did not follow him only waited till he was fully gone and sighed. “As a worrier he dies with out fear, not even the great Phoenixes of my time retained such amount of dignity and courage.” Though X23 as evil she had a moral standard and even as a villain she could think good of others. Hyperion was strange he was no fool yet his shadow remained and left a mark on X-23 one which she never wanted. Could this have been the reason that the council so bid her to watch him till death. Was she to let him die but at least be near and watch helplessly. What ever the reason for their actions her wish was to obey the council and if they wanted her to be with him until death then she would comply to their wishes till death. “till dead do you part” she said to herself and soon looked at her demonic appearing hand.  “Well Shadow teleport me to the location of the Kryptonion Hyperion”.

With that X23 was consumed with darkness and soon disappeared from the battle lines. She found herself in a busy city with lost of light. “Annoying places I will be relived to be rid of this reality and back to my own.” She murmured. After walking she soon found him. It was strange he seemed so at peace and so calm it was scarcely seen at the verge of death. She approached him. Her midnight eyes looking at his figure. Her hair was flung behind her but because of the shadow it now had crimson highlight. She watched him that moment. Content with her mission and her duty happy. But to much time had passed he knew not who she was though she knew him well. It was a different time and a different place but yet she had to ask, he would be dead soon no matter what he was going to die there was no way of stopping that,  no matter weather he remembered her or not she neded to know “Hyperion” she began “….do you love me?”

No sooner had Nightwolf arrived in Mogo at his masters side had chaos erupted,  his lord and master Darkchild was fighting Paragon, his team was all over the world, some possessed by the rings some else where. These rings were turning Nightwolfs world upside down. Nightwolf watched the fighting around him and thought to himself how to best help himself in this situation. He was almost lost in his own thoughts on this battlefield until a green light shot past him. He looked as a no-name Green Lantern looked at him. The young alien was trying his best to be courageous but Nightwolf saw the fear in his eyes. Nightwolf made a construct of a gigantic wolf, and it ripped the man to shreds, as he screamed and begged for mercy.

Nightwolf then saw an oppurtunity, he watched at Darkchild carelessly killed Paragon's love. He saw true sadness in Paragon at the moment, and he watched as he prepared to assault Darkchild with all of his power. Nightwolf slowly glided over to the scene of the battle, and just said "Wait". The two warriors both looked startled by his intrusion. "Paragon, I see something in you, yes, there's sadness, but theres also something else" Darkchild nodded at him, he now understood what Nightwolf was doing. If Nightwolf could get Paragon to give into the fear he was feeling right now, the fear of losing someone, the fear of death, the fear of Darkchild, then Darkchild could make him give into that fear, and turn him from an enemy into a new recruit. "Give in to your fear Paragon, let us teach you how to use it, control it. You can confront it, draw power from it, and instill it in other. Your fear will become your greatest weapon, and we can help you with that. Join us Paragon."

The situation had become tense. All three of the men looked at eachother, waiting for one of the others to say something else, this was a pivotal moment in this pivotal war.

The world was changing in front of him, for everyone he changed another five replaced him. Space was filling with Green and Blue as they erupted from Mogo. It seemed as if the most feared villain had caught the attention of someone on that planet. But Arrows army had began to amass behind him, a bright light of yellow shone and he smiled as he ordered them forward,  the mix of colours exploded as bodies were torn apart and all he could do was watch as the war continued in front of him, the fear of the lanterns seemed to empower the sinister being. Arrow’s head turned to the right as he watched Methos and Nano lead a charge. But they began to fight as Nano broke off with another Lantern. Following their movements between the stars he watched as they stopped in front of a red lantern who was glowing with power. The array of colours made Arrow stop and look around at the breath taking view, blood bubbles mixing with the bright glow of power, licking his lips it was time for him to enter the fray. Entering the minds of those nearby he began to understand the situation. “so he thinks he can steal my lime light.”

In front of King Hyperion Nano and Guy prepare for battle, “Stop this, we don’t want to kill you” Nano called out, then in a whisper from behind Guy and Nano “but I do” the two lanterns where split apart as soon as the angelic voice finished. Both were caught off guard as he appeared using his magic to send them back towards the battle. Arrow stood with his back to King Hyperion and looking down on OA he laughed. “Did you really think, I would let you have all the fun”. Arrows body began to shake as his left arm began to re-grow, the bone exploded from the shoulder blade and began to take shape.  “I can feel the fear you have made and that I cannot allow, I do not care who you are but know if you fight me, that I am forever. Born when this planet was formed, I created fear and I will not allow some child to steal my chance of bloodshed by blowing something up. Where is the style and glory in dying like a fool?”. Turning in space like he was about to enter a dance Arrow’s left arm was now fully grown , his deadly gaze locked onto KH and he smiled “now child do you wish to see how true power is handled.” Removing the yellow ring from his right finger he threw it into space, the ring span round and round floating towards Darkchilds battle.

As Nano and Guy came to a stop , Guy froze “Not him, how the hell did he get here” Nano looked at him “What is it Guy, lets go get them” Putting up a hand he looked at the battle behind him “If we have to stop the two of them  we are going to need help, we need to get more lanterns, Plus im not facing Arrow alone, last time he cut of my arm…” Nano nodded “Okay they will wear each other out and we can pick up the rest plus I have a plan to save OA and it just might work the two zoomed of to collect more members and Arrow had bought them time unknowingly . Arrow winked at KH, “Real power without a ring to pretend I am more then what I am, now face me. Oh great warrior”. Final Arrows tone was mocking,

Sometime the past month, signs of a war unlike anything seen appeared.  To the 16-year old kid known to the public as the Wanderer, these signs were in the form of his friend Ferro Vida returning from space, now wielding a Green Lantern power ring.  The second sign was being given an own power ring, an Indigo ring of compassion, by his team leader Feral Nova.  The transtition into an Indigo Tribesman left Izaac changed in ways that he hadn't expected:  He had regained his ability to speak by vocal means, his pyrokinetic powers stabilized somewhat, and he had gained a tattoo of the Indigo tribal on his left shoulder; but on the other hand the Indigo Light had been counteracting his own innate ability to wield photonic energy, rendering that ability useless.  As if that hadn't been enough, the majority of power rings that had been handed out were deactivated after only about a month, Wanderer's being one of them.  He was once again mute, but his power changes seemed to be permanent.  The Man of Twilight had a hard time understanding why something would be given to him and only to be taken away so soon.

Today...
The sun shined brightly over the steel and glass buildings of Los Angeles, with only a few clouds cluttering up the azure sky.  On the streets just a few blocks from the We Are Legend Headquarters, where the usual traffic of cars and vehicles flowed at a moderate pace.  The Wanderer, in his usual casual clothes of dark jeans, a red t-shirt with an unzipped black hoodie over it, and a pair of sneakers; was flying past a couple of buildings as he had just left the streets below.  There, he had just finished a bothersome rescue.  Oh my GAWD that was awkward...it's official, I really can't improvise inspirational speeches after having rescued someone. 

As he took to the skies, a strange indigo aura covered him and his clothes as a strange but familiar feeling made its presence known.  His usual doubt of having done the right thing was now replaced by...something else.  Something undefinable.  A mental state where all kinds of negative emotion would flow directly into himself and give him the urge to help, shrouded his mind.  It was both a distressing and relieving thought at the same time.  His throat burned slightly, and so did also the tattoo on his shoulder.  That was when he realized...the power rings, including his own indigo power ring of compassion, had been reactivated.

So the War of Light is about to start now is it...or maybe it already started?  He shivered in mid-flight at the thought.  Subconsciously he changed his path of flight directly towards the WAL tower, as he received a transmission from his WAL communicator.  [This is Cly. The lantern rings are now back online, which means that the others are most likely as well.  Just like last time, something big is going to happen.]  Wando rolled his eyes.  [We need to meet together, and make a plan for action. Cly out.]  Through the ring, Izaac sent another transmission, with his newly regained voice also.  #Way to be obvious Cly...#  One the other hand, he was glad he had been wearing his ring the whole time since it was deactivated, in hope that it would be activated again.  Down below him Izaac could see the city, and the WAL headquarters, a magnifcent building of glass and steel, as he closed in to it.

Then

Now

It had been about a month, since the WAL co-leader was given an Indigo Lantern Ring by Renegade Lantern, her old mentor that she hadn’t seen in what seemed, for years. A month since the attack of the 'yellow monster' at the city of , which caused even some destruction in , destroying historical landmarks and popular tourist locations. Using the power of the ring, the fire goddess shared her powers with her teammates who would step up to the plate, in becoming... an Indigo Lantern. These included; The Wanderer, Bio Guyver, Cly, Ion Prime, Matezoid and Jay, who quickly became a WALlie shortly after the attack. Between the seven of them, they split into two teams, going off to do the clean up of the cities, as well as do some damage control, using their newly developed powers to sooth the chaos. But as quickly as the team received their powers, it quickly faded, leaving the seven of them with Lantern Rings, with no powers. The only thing Stephanie could think of, was that her once teacher, Renegade Lantern, was injured, or... even dead.

With an entire month having gone by, the two cities were now cleaned up with the help of WAL and its loyal members. But in the back of Nova's mind, she couldn’t help but wonder... when the REAL war, was to start. She knew, what had happened a month ago... was just the calm before the real storm. With the team out on missions, and patrol, Stephanie stayed at the WAL HQ, interviewing some of the more newer members who wanted to join, giving them a letter of recommendation to Legacy, a team that Sha's daughter, Mantina, lead the team with the help of WAL's Cover, ICE's Hawk and Quality. The day had been nothing but talking to potential members, and everything, over all, seemed to be going quite well. After leading one of the young inspiring heroes out of her office, Nova sighed as she sat back down in her black leather seat and ran her fingers through her hair, her eyes looking up at the ceiling as her chest suddenly began to feel tight. Heaving over in pain Nova grit her teeth as she threw her left hand on the side of the desk, clamping her hand down as she held her breath. As quickly as the pain came, it left, leaving the leader slightly confused as she took a gasp for air. Sitting still for a moment she began to hear whispers in her head, small cries for help, cries of pain both physical and mental, causing Stephanie to cover her ears, trying to block out the voices.

"W-what the hell?" She stood up as she turned around only to be faced to face with a dimly lit ring, floating at eye level to Nova; it was her Indigo Lantern Ring that she kept in a hidden safe in the room. The power of the ring was back, and it was here to get its master once more. With the voice becoming louder and louder, Steph quickly snatched the ring from the air and slipped it on, a bright Indigo light filling her office as the warmth of the energy filled her body once again, giving her relief and security that she remembered from a month ago. But with the power surge, came a vision of what was going on, she could see Green, Red, Yellow and even Blue Lanterns over on a planet that she had never seen before, but somehow the ring told her, this plant was New Oa, that was where this 'Light War' was taking place and it was time for the Indigo Lanterns to play their part in it. As the light slowly faded, Stephanie was left in her purple and grey Indigo Lantern Uniform. With a smirk on her face she rose up her right hand and looked at the ring as she then caused a burst of flames to dance around her hand, her once golden flames where now a powerful shade of Indigo.

Not even a second after that, her WAL com-link went off. "This is Cly. The lantern rings are now back online, which means that the others are most likely as well. Just like last time, something big is going to happen. We need to meet together, and make a plan for action. Cly out."

Nova quickly walked out of her office as her eyes focused ahead of her, not bothering to look at the curious eyes staring her way as she pulled up her Indigo Lantern and began to speak through it. "This is Feral Nova, all Indigo Lanterns, come to the WAL HQ for a briefing in Conference Room A. Its time to play our part in this war."

She waited a few minutes for the other Indigo Lanterns to make their way into the room and once everyone was in, she began to speak to them once more. She told them of her vision she received from the ring, the different colored Lanterns fighting the battle on the planet New Oa and how it was their time to bring their own light into that fight.

"I'll create a portal, concentrating on the energy that is being given off by the other Lanterns, and we'll all go in. I don’t want any lethal force to be used in this fight." Nova spoke in a serious tone. "Unless it is a matter of life and death for you, or your fellow teammates, do not, and I will repeat, DO NOT KILL ANYONE." Her eyes lingered along the room as she spoke. "Heal those who are wounded, protect those who are weak, but do not kill, understood?" She asked as she waited for everyone to respond to her. "Good, now... I want us to stick together, do not go off on your own, stay in at least groups of two; I don’t want anyone of us to be ganged up on. This isn’t a game, is a war, a war that we need to win." She then made a small smile. "Come on guys; let’s show them what the power of the Indigo Tribe can do!" With that she stuck out her right arm, her ring glowing as an oval portal opened up in front of all of them, giving them view of the war that was currently going on. "So, who's ready to take the stand?" She looked into the eyes of all of the members, this day, would either make them heroes for living through the fight... or sacrificing themselves for it.

Matezoide had just arrived the WAL meeting room,since he was the only at the HQ when Cly comunicated him,he arrived first carring a coca-cola,with he started to drink after taking a chair,he smiled and said
So,the war will start soon,i hope they are ready for this as Matezoide took a look in the sky and closed his eyes to focus into the rage power he felt before,he saw the war and others heroes he knew before,like the new Blue Lantern Simon Willians,whom he fought in a tournament heh,Simon,i knew we would meet again,it seens we are going to be allies this time,huh?,after 5 minutes the seven Indigo Lanterns had arrived and Feral could start talking,while Matezoide slashing his blades on each other in order to calm himself "I'll create a portal, concentrating on the energy that is being given off by the other Lanterns, and we'll all go in. I don’t want any lethal force to be used in this fight."  said the Co-Leader of WAL,while most members didnt cared for the last bit,Matezoide made a angry stare,because he isnt acostumed with fighting without killing,but remained silent as he remembered his promisse "Unless it is a matter of life and death for you, or your fellow teammates, do not, and I will repeat, DO NOT KILL ANYONE." i will try
Feral kept talking until she finished "So, who's ready to take the stand?" Matezoide's wish of fighting got the best of him and he said as putted his blades back We cant lose this,the power of the red lanterns is incridible,we and the others lanterns are the last stand,we cant afford to lose this,no matter what,i am sorry to say that,but i will kill if i have to,and i hope you guys and the others realise that killing may be necessary,even if wrong

Standing disoriented from the crashing fall Andy examined his new surroundings. It came to no surprise that the deadly virus ridden Warsman was fast upon him. The Exarch of the Red Lanterns was as fierce as any villain Andy had ever seen. The mans eyes glowed his power as he reached back with his fists, slamming it viciously against the Ice Dragon's mouth. Blood poured out from his mouth with a crimson gush. His left hand wielding the mighty hammer was bashed downwards. Toppling backwards from the devastating blow he heard his malicious words "At the end of all things...it's pretty damn ironic, isn't it, Andy?" Raising the back of his hand Andy slowly started to wipe to dripping blood from his mouth. "What's ironic War bringer? That we stand here to fight knowing that no matter the outcome it will not change things. This war will end, I assure you of that. No matter how many more lives you take. I promise that you will answer for each and every one of them".

Energy seemed to group and build up around the Lone Dragon. There were too many things still going on that sorely needed his attention. His only chance in helping in those endeavors was to end this as quickly as he could. His body was ablaze with a soft blue light. With Mogo still in close proximity he would fully be able to power his ring at beyond full capacity. Slowly raising the hammer that also conveniently held the Lantern ring Andy spoke once more. His words loud and confident. "With a purging aura I make all things bright. Warsman, face the Blue Lanterns Light!" Then a forceful blue energy poured out from the ring. It's soothing aura beaming straight for the mans who heart was filled the most with War, death, and famine. Andy would see the end of this war, even IF he had to unleash all the power within him.

"Anger is a killing thing: it kills the man who angers, for each rage leaves him less than he had been before-it takes something from him"-Louis L'Amour

Nighthunter awaited for Renegade Lantern to attack him or do anything, however nothing happened. Then suddenly like if nothing had happened the former hero of heroes had dissapeared as if he had never been there. This caused Nighthunter to feel rage inside himself as he felt like Renegade Lantern had left him because he thought he was less than nothing next to him, then suddenly the green lantern ring on Nighthunter's hand started to warn him about an upcoming danger. "Warning, kryptonian red Lantern known as King Hyperion has just teleported into this sector"

Nighthunter stood silent and then noticed a great red light comming towards Earth, due to the speed he knew that he had to be King Hyperion. "Ring is there any way to know if King Hyperion has killed civilians and/or any type of lantern?" questioned Nighhtunter and seconds later the ring replied much to Nighthunter's anger "Analysing....King Hyperion is responsible for killing dozens of Green Lanterns, a Blue Lantern and hundreds of civilians" as he heard those words Nighthunter felt how the rage inside of him increased, the simple thought that one being had murdered in cold blood hundreds, maybe even thousands or millions of people that were in more ways than one better than him without any real reason made his blood burn in anger, suddenly unexpectedly Nighthunter had another visitor that came from behind, he noticed the glow of a red light and then turned around, now he was in front of a red lantern power ring that spoke to him trying to recruit him.

"Jake Hamilton of space sector 2814, you have great rage in your heart, welcome to the Red Lantern corps" said the ring and then rushed towards the hand of Nighthunter and put itself on one of his fingers on the opposite hand from the one that Nighthunter was using for his green ring. "No wait..." he felt how the incredible power of the red ring started to mess with his head and how the rage inside his hearth started to grow, he remembered all of the friends he had lost during the years as they had died atleast once through the years. Last Arrow, Hawk, Lstpaladin, Sha and others had fell in battle, he remembered deception, hate and betrayal and those memories started to overcome his mind, he felt angry like never before and a great impulse to fight and destroy any enemy on his way, however then he remembered for a moment all of the good things that had happened through his short life. Friends, achievements, moments of simple happyness and in the end Nighthunter realized that what matters really are those moments.

"L-let me go!" yelled Nighthunter as he put his right hand over the other one and tried to remove the red ring, soon after that an incredibly bright red shinning came from the green ring of Nighthunter and soon the red ring finally started to cease. "Warning, willpower overcoming rage in chosen subject" claimed the ring and then soon it finally left the hand of Nighthunter and went to find another bearer, however before the ring was able to do it, the new Green Lantern captured it in a construct with the form of a little box and then Nighthunter started to rush towards Earth in search of the Red Lantern that had come to put in danger the planet he had loved and protected from the very moment he was born.

He went around the globe in search for the energy signature of the red ring of King Hyperion until he finally found him in Tokyo. Nighthunter stared at the man who had more power than anyone should ever have and then pointed towards the ring of King Hyperion. "Patetic" yelled Nighthunter as he came closer to the kryptonian. "You know? I've come to understand while not share the ideals of why most villains do what they do. Gambler needs to be the most powerful person in the world as a way to always be in control, Darkchild is a demonic being that wants to bring pain and Final Arrow has an incredibly love for corromping and tormenting the innocent and the heroes in order to strike fear in their hearts. But you, I don't understand. I know you don't want power because you have as much as you can get, you are easily scared and don't really have a reason to want to conquer Earth because if you did it would probably be yours by now." Nighthunter stopped for a few seconds and then started to look around, noticing a Talon that had also been brainwashed by the red ring.

"Just like fear anyone can sucumb and be destroyed by rage. You didn't gain more power because of the red ring, you lost control over yourself, in more ways than one it made you weaker, manipulable. Everyone feels anger and falls to rage sometimes, real strength is reserved for the ones that can overcome it and move on with their lives, those who know that eventually they wil fall, they will fail but that when the moment comes they shall rise once again stronger than what they were before and stronger than the ones that couldn't" after his quick speech NIghthunter freed the red power ring from the container and then left the atmosphere. "Moments ago I felt great rage in my heart for various reasons and the ring came to me and took over me, I thought that I was going to lose control but in the end with my willpower, my courage and my desire to overcome it the ring didn't work anymore."

After that Nighthunter started to create with his power ring hundreds of constructs with the form of people without face and they started to surround King Hyperion. "These constructs represent the people that you murdered" then Nighthunter started to create 4 times as much constructs with some of them being smaller than others but still all remained with any face. "Now these represent the families that you destroyed. All of them faceless just like when you murdered their loved ones, for them they were some of the most important persons in the world, for you only obstacles in your journey to find your place"  

"You aren't a psycopath, you aren't someone who wants to take over the world or a being that was born evil by mystical forces, you are just a mad dog that was given too much power to control and you finally found someone with the right weapon to put you down, you sicken me". After that Nighthunter started sending his constructs against King Hyperion, each one of them sending punches and kicks towards the mad titan. After that Nighthunter started to create various stronger and wider capes over his green lantern costume and recreated every single weapon that he had in his arsenal, this time their power augmented by hundreds or even thousands of times thanks to the ring on his hand.

Nighthunter then started flying towards King Hyperion when he grabbed a construct with the form of a gun and started to shoot towards King Hyperion's legs, soon after that he created a swords with the exact same form than the one he always used in battle and then sent a slash just below the ribs of King Hyperion, he then quickly grabbed his gun once again and when really close to King Hyperion he shot towards the chest.

"Hyperion...do you love me?" Hyperion was initially startled by the words of a young woman's voice that echoed through the night sky, he stood up, turned around and held out his Power Ring as if to attack but when he saw who the owner of the voice was he lowered his Ring. It was Talon...no...X-23.  Hyperion was suddenly hit by what seemed like thousands upon thousands of years of long lost memories flooded into him all at once. When Hyperion regained his composure he looked at X-23 with wide eyes both brimming with tears.

"X-23. You are X-23. My one, my only X-23. The...woman that I...I love..." Hyperion said as he rushed forth and embraced her in his arms. "So long...it's been so long...too long...I don't understand why I forgot or could even forget...the only one who could ever love me the same way I love her. Where have you been all this time my beloved?" Hyperion whispered as he stroked her hair and subsequently leaned in to kiss her...but suddenly there was a shift in weather patterns. Someone or something with a considerable amount of power was on a direct course for this very location. As it came closer and closer Hyperion could begin to sense the presence of not only a Green Lantern Power Ring but a Red Power Ring as well. Hyperion slowly pulled X-23 behind him and shielded her from the bright green light as the hero known only as Nighthunter descended from the Heavens. Hyperion's eyes flashed red as he faced the young hero down, suspiciously eying the green box-shaped energy construct which held a Red Lantern Power Ring hostage.

"Pathetic." Nighthunter yelled as he walked closer to Hyperion. "You know...I've come to understand, not share mind you, the ideals of why most villains do what they do. Gambler needs to be the most powerful person in the world as a way to always be in control, Darkchild is a demonic being who wishes to bring pain to all that live and Final Arrow loves to corrupt and torment both the powerless and the powerful alike in order to strike fear into their hearts. But you, I don't understand. I know you don't want power because you have as much as you can get, you are easily scared and don't have any real reason to conquer the Earth because if you did it'd be yours by now." Hyperion's Red Ring began to glow brightly as his blood began to boil with rage.

"Just like fear anyone can succumb to and be destroyed by rage. You didn't gain more power because of the Red Ring, you only lost control over yourself, in more ways than one it made you weaker, easier to manipulate. Everyone feels anger and falls to rage sometimes, real strength however is reserved for the ones that can overcome it and move on with their lives, those who know that eventually they will fall, they will fail but that when the moment comes they shall rise once again stronger than what they were before and stronger than the ones that couldn't." Hyperion watched as Nighthunter let the third Red Ring go off to find it's next host and then turned his attention back to his opponent as he continued on with his speech. "Moments ago I felt great rage in my heart for various reasons and that Ring came to me and took over me, I thought that I was going to lose control but in the end with my willpower, my courage and my desire to overcome it the Ring didn't work anymore."

Suddenly energy constructs appeared everywhere, all of them were shaped in the forms of various people who lacked any facial features of any kind and they were beginning to surround him. "These constructs represent all of the people you've murdered." Suddenly the constructs began to multiply, some of the new ones however were smaller than the others but all of them were faceless. "Now these represent the families that you have destroyed. All of them faceless just like when you murdered their loved ones, for them they were some of the most important people in the world, for you however they were only obstacles you thought needed to be removed in your journey to find your place. You aren't a psychopath, you aren't someone who wants to take over the world nor are you a being who was born from evil mystical forces, you are just a mad dog who was given too much power to control and now you've finally found someone with the right weapon to put you down, you sicken me." 

With that the energy constructs...all of them...rushed forth at Hyperion and began attacking him. He allowed them to punch and kick him but for only a second. Using his Red Ring, Hyperion obliterated all of the constructs just like he had killed all of the people they represented. Hyperion watched as Nighthunter began to create energy constructs of every weapon in his arsenal and then he grabbed a gun and started firing it at Hyperion, knowing he couldn't let his beloved X-23 get harmed by the Green Lantern's attacks Hyperion formed a series of energy shields but not in time to keep one of the bullets from severely injuring his kneecap. Hyperion yelped as he crashed to the ground only to find himself being brought back up to stand as Nighthunter slashed him just below the ribs with what appeared to be an energy construct in the shape of a sword. Then the firing of a gun rang out, a series of bullets pierced Hyperion's chest and tore his heart to shreds.

Hyperion howeled in agony as he tightly clutched his chest in some wild, desperate attempt to stop the Liquid Fire from spilling out into his body and start to burn him alive from the inside out. There was no way this...this child could have possibly done what he just had to him, Hyperion was invincible, indestructible and he had a regenerative healing factor that should have already healed all of the wounds he sustained by now...but it hadn't...his Kryptonian Powers weren't working anymore. They had gone back into a state of dormancy, which meant...that the only source of power Hyperion had left was his Ring and while he knew he could create energy constructs to fix the wounds he had sustained he did not, he had suffered worse pain than this, also...it was not as if his heart was of any importance...not now in the present...The Red Ring was his heart now...so why protect a useless non-functioning organ?

Hyperion took in a deep breath and slowly but surely regained his composure. He ignored with all his might the fact that all the Liquid Fire spilling out of his veins and heart had set his body ablaze, and just subconsciously began pushing his way past the antagonizing pain. He was a Kryptonian damn it and he would not allow himself to be defeated by a worthless Human Being. Especially one who now held the title of Green Lantern as his own. Hyperion had obliterated dozens of Green Lanterns...this one was no different than any of the others.

Taking in another deep breath Hyperion began limping towards Nighthunter and then...he started running even as the bones in his kneecap began to shatter and leaped into the air. His fist began glowing brightly and from his Power Ring sprung the manifestations of his Rage, his Anger and his Hatred. Everything from demons to giant robots to monsters to dinosaurs to famous horror movie icons to supervillains from every era flowed outward from the Ring and surrounded his opponent. Hyperion stared down at Nighthunter and began grinding his teeth in pain, anger and frustration as the flames continued to eat away at his flesh.

"D-Do not killhim." Hyperion said aloud to all of the energy constructs he had made. "Just break him. B-Break him as hard as you possibly can and then make him suffer. We have very little time left and I want him to f-feel as much p-pain as possible before he is incinerated by the Celestial Hellfire that will consume t-this worthless planet and leave the h-heroic fools who abandoned both it and the p-people they swore to protect i-in order to go g-gallivanting off into space a-and save a world not their own without a h-home to come back to. B-But before you do...I w-want to say just one t-thing to you G-Green Lantern...you a-are correct. I am just an overpowered mad d-dog...not a true villain...l-like Final Arrow or G-Gambler or Darkchild b-but you know what? In less t-than one hour...their places in h-history will be nothing compared to mine." Hyperion cracked a wild grin even as half of his entire body finally became consumed in flames. Then...without saying a single word Hyperion gave the order for his energy constructs to descend upon Nighthunter without any mercy whatsoever. Looking over at his beloved X-23, Hyperion signaled for her to come to him...he wished for her to be at his side so they could watch Nighthunter's epic and, at least in Hyperion's warped and extremely fragile mind, futile struggle against a power greater than his own...together.

As surge flew up into space in search of the war, he saw flashes of lights probably from the personally battles going on which caused him to clinch his fists together  until blood ran down his hands "I'm not going to let my freinds duke it out without my aid even if I'm weaker than everyone else" surge said as he increased his speed, until he picked up the scent of talon's blood which caused him to roar in anger and scan the area for any threats "I'm not far, she's close by" surge said as he unsheathed his agito flew to where talon was,

"I think that if you follow the lights they will lead you to where the battle is" chaos whispered inside surge's skull
"shut up, I need all my concentration for this" surge said as he began to follow the  flash of the lights until he noticed a guy face to face with talon, which caused him to charge at him "now I've got you" he roared as he ran towards the man thinking that he is the reason of talons pain and raised his agito above his head, just as his great sword was about three feet from whoever it was  the man turned with such speed that he punched surge straight in his left eye, which caused surge to spin out "dammit I should have been more cautious" surge said as he managed  to stabilize himself  "who are you ?! " he yelled at the man.

The past month has been crazy for Jay and SIlver. The yellow monster attacking city's, unbelievable amounts of destruction.  Jay and Silver have met with Feral Nova at WAL HQ, she healed Silver's broken bones, with her Indigo ring. Jay and Silver then decided to get Indigo rings, Jay also became a member of WAL and Legacy shortly after. Jay and Silver were part of a clean up crew who helped out San Fransico, Silver even found a little girl while they were there.

The present.
Jay was entering in Silver's Condo, it was kind of big. Jay walked in her Condo, SIlver was sitting on a black couch, that matched her leather pants. "Hey Jay, whats new." said Silver as she was watching True Life. "Hey, Silver..." said Jay as he slightly smiled. Silver sat straight up, while moving it got rid of most of the wrinkles in her Indigo shirt, she had looked into Jay's Green eyes. "You seem quite today, whats wrong." Silver said as she shut the t.v. off.  " It's just recently...  Do u still have your Indigo ring." Then Silver got up from her black couch, and walked in front of Jay, she pulled out her hand to show him her ring. " Well yeah Jay, I haven't even taken it off since." Their Rings started to glow the Indigo color. Jay started to hear a noise, he pulled out his WAL communicater.  "This is Cly. The lantern rings are now back online, which means that the others are most likely as well. Just like last time, something big is going to happen. We need to meet together, and make a plan for action. Cly out." Jay and Silver looked at each other after the transmission, they both had gotten goosebumbs. "This is Feral Nova, all Indigo Lanterns, come to the WAL HQ for a briefing in Conference Room A. Its time to play our part in this war."  Jay and Silver ran out of the Condo, they both grabbed each others hands. "Ready Jay" Silver said when turning to him. "For sure" then they both were flying in the air, on their way to Wal Conference Room A.

After a few minutes, They were in Conference Room A. Feral Nova was telling them about the different colored Lanterns fighting on the planet New OA. "I'll create a portal, concentrating on the energy that is being given off by the other Lanterns, and we'll all go in. I don’t want any lethal force to be used in this fight." Nova spoke in a serious tone. "Unless it is a matter of life and death for you, or your fellow teammates, do not, and I will repeat, DO NOT KILL ANYONE." Her eyes lingered along the room as she spoke. "Heal those who are wounded, protect those who are weak, but do not kill, understood?" She asked as she waited for everyone to respond to her. "Good, now... I want us to stick together, do not go off on your own, stay in at least groups of two; I don’t want anyone of us to be ganged up on. This isn’t a game, is a war, a war that we need to win." She then made a small smile. "Come on guys; let’s show them what the power of the Indigo Tribe can do!" With that she stuck out her right arm, her ring glowing as an oval portal opened up in front of all of them, giving them view of the war that was currently going on. "So, who's ready to take the stand?" She looked into the eyes of all of the members, this day, would either make them heroes for living through the fight... or sacrificing themselves for it.

The Czar had nothing to lose and everything to gain. Ever since the plague of the Red Lanterns had infected the Symaarian, he could feel his end drawing closer every second that ticked by. Mogo's residue, the healing light of the Blue Lanterns, soothed him as a cool wind would sweep by. But his nirvana was interrupted, for his greatest foe, sworn by the spectrum of color and reason for existence, spoke.

"What's ironic war-bringer? That we stand here to fight knowing that no matter the outcome it will not change things? This war will end, I assure you of that. No matter how many more lives you take. I promise that you will answer for each and every one of them,"

His steadfast decision swayed the monster to respect the creature more than he already had. Humans were indeed remarkable. But, the Red Lantern understood his opposition to what Andy stood up for. The human wanted to save everyone. He wanted to be looked-up to, made a legend, and remembered. Warsman watched as the reflection of what he wanted to be glared back at him, pulling his hammer of metal and truth into the air. The Czar felt jealousy and greed, lust for what his opponent had. However, he suppressed the feelings of hatred. The ring had too much power over him already.

"In retrospect, Blue Lantern, I certainly hope you do,"

Hope.

"With a purging aura I make all things bright. Warsman, face the Blue Lanterns Light!"

It came to him.

It burned away the Red Lantern's chest, splashing across his body. His flesh sizzled and hissed. Was it his suit causing the horrible noise? He felt pain, but not the pain that occurred from a hand over an open fire. It was the pain of skin tearing from his flesh. He screamed in agony, blood lazily trickling from his skin, robbed of sunlight, underneath the infernal suit. He screamed in a pain he never felt before and he felt tears rising from his face, but he knew them to be nothing but red. It was always red. Red. Crimson. Violet. Purple. He heard the ring howling.

He tore away at the suit, hoping to make it come off. Hope. It caused the hissing to increase in pitch and fevered rage. It hated his ideas of hope. It hated him.

"I-I should be the one s-stopping you! W-Why did you t-take what I fought for?! I-I should be Russia's s-savior, the w-world's hero! I-I'm..."

His feet left the ground. His hands abroad, he would be upon Andferne within seconds, ripping and striking like a rabid animal to prey, his eyes overflowing with potential power.

"I'M BETTER THAN YOU!!!"

He stared at her a moment and she was ready to forget about it and leave but that was when he spoke. "X-23. You are X-23. My one, my only X-23. The...woman that I...I love..." It all happened so fast that she could barley understand what he had done. He knew or better more remember. She had crossed many a reality man a world and many a long and lonely rode to walk. Before Talon before she was a person a girl a little girl. But as every thing she changed and became this. And through her transformation she had met one of the many different incarnations of Hyperion. Truth be told she would not be here if it was not for him and maybe if she was never to meet him things would have been different she would be better but she did not care.

"So long...it's been so long...too long...I don't understand why I forgot or could even forget...the only one who could ever love me the same way I love her.” He embraced her tightly and she melted in his arms or felt like it. It had been a few century’s since she had been touched by a man her time with in Talon had made her more stiff more weapon like. Though she grew much stronger and harder than before. It was strange at first she was pledged to remaining with Talon she was to guard her but unlike her dear brother she changed.    “Where have you been all this time my beloved?" “If  only I knew” she thought to herself in a whisper. She would have remained in his arms permanently if she could. Time was nothing to her she had lived for century’s alone in the cold bitterness of her demonic self. She would wait as long as needed for this moment she had waited for what seemed an eternity. He held her in his arm and the intense emotion that flushed through her was unmanageable. He pulled her away and prepared to kiss her. But as she knew very well that perfections always ends.

 She could soon see him harden and become aware of a presence. It was of great might and power yet with two different energy sources. He pulled her behind him as if a man willing to die for his love. Like in those stories of old that she had heard about in earths history. Just with a few differences.  Her black eyes glared around and soon caught a bright green light . Hyperion was quick to act and Shielded them both. She could soon see who it was, Nighthunter hero. IT was an interesting aspect that of a hero and that of a villain they were not actually so different. Though they would say it. Heroes protected what they believed in and Villains want a world to suit them and their needs but so do the heroes they just have very different ways of doing it. 

 "Pathetic." Nighthunter bellowed as he approached Hyperion. X23 made sure to remain out of this conflict. Though if time had it she would intervene. Though she thought through Hyperion’s actions and concurred that he did not want her to be any part of this. Protective he was but he could not stop her. She would do what she thought best and what best was to make sure her love remained alive and in all hopes she would die in his arms. He continued to speak "You know...I've come to understand, not share mind you, the ideals of why most villains do what they do. Gambler needs to be the most powerful person in the world as a way to always be in control, Darkchild’s is a demonic being who wishes to bring pain to all that live and Final Arrow loves to corrupt and torment both the powerless and the powerful alike in order to strike fear into their hearts.” Control, fear and Pain. She could see his point in the matter. Every one did things for a purpose yet some purposes were much more larger than others.

“But you, I don't understand. I know you don't want power because you have as much as you can get, you are easily scared and don't have any real reason to conquer the Earth because if you did it'd be yours by now." Point acknowledged and stored. It was an interesting concept why people did things. Though if she would think no one could actually do something for no reason. Though that person may think he has no reason he still has one in his subconscious. The whole taking over earth concept is a pointless Idea. The will of both humans and superpowers being would continue even in an controlled world. That is why so many times there are rebellions as she had see time and time again and even once being part of on. She looked to her love and could see his anger rising. Hell she did not have to see it she could fell it.

But Nighthunter was not finished and he proved an interesting talker so she would hinder him a bit longer "Just like fear anyone can succumb to and be destroyed by rage.” That statement stood out and was true. Rage was an emotion felt by every one the question was can you control it or will it control you. Simple enough and unlike others she used her rage for a purpose. Thinking that the only was to even get close to Hyperion with out him attacking her was this. She could be any of the Lanterns. She had endured her like which seemed like hell itself. She had cause fear and understood it deeply. And love yes she had intense love though it was locked up all this time.  But the monologue was not over and neither was her thoughts. “You didn't gain more power because of the Red Ring, you only lost control over yourself, in more ways than one it made you weaker, easier to manipulate.” Yes he had been manipulated in becoming a detonation device by those fools Warsman and Drifter. Thinking that statement applicable she thought of herself a moment and why she was doing his.

But her motives were much deeper than rage. If she wanted to be ruled by her rage she could have yet she needed this ring for one purpose only: To be with her love. “ Everyone feels anger and falls to rage sometimes, real strength however is reserved for the ones that can overcome it and move on with their lives, those who know that eventually they will fall, they will fail but that when the moment comes they shall rise once again stronger than what they were before and stronger than the ones that couldn't." Now X-23 did not like to see Hyperion in this place. She knew he was capable of so much more if not power then goodness. What he was and what he could be were two different things and he did not need a ring for power for he had all the power he needed and she did not mean that physically she meant something more. 

The monologues attention diverted from the two for a moment and soon returned. She wanted to put an end to this fighting she was not pacifist yet she knew when a bad situation had gotten worse. Hyperion was not going to walk away and Nighthunter being the hero he is was no cowered he would do what it took to save earth when Hyperion had not choice than to destroy it.   "Moments ago I felt great rage in my heart for various reasons and that Ring came to me and took over me, I thought that I was going to lose control but in the end with my willpower, my courage and my desire to overcome it the Ring didn't work anymore." She smiled slightly. “No matter what world I’m in the morals and ethics are the same, strange human morals”.

She could soon see that Nighthunter had created being made surly out of the energy of his ring. There were no faces of them reminded her of that race she encountered in earth 529."These constructs represent all of the people you've murdered. Now these represent the families that you have destroyed. All of them faceless just like when you murdered their loved ones, for them they were some of the most important people in the world, for you however they were only obstacles you thought needed to be removed in your journey to find your place. You aren't a psychopath, you aren't someone who wants to take over the world nor are you a being who was born from evil mystical forces, you are just a mad dog who was given too much power to control and now you've finally found someone with the right weapon to put you down, you sicken me." 
And sadly enough no matter how hard she tired to deny it part of it was true. He was not born to be a monsters just like she was. He had a choice a path a destiny unlike her he could change what he was going to become. But she could not. She was an evil entity of darkness she was a demon for crying out loud! There was not chance in diverting what she was and her future. But he could if he only could see it the way she did he honestly could. But what did hit matter every one dies he was going to die and she would die with him. She knew that was not possible that death could not take her for the only reason that she was it yet the release that death held on her soul she always craved.

The energy being attacked Hyperion. She would have intervened if not for him destroying them only a second after the attack. Then looking over at the hero he soon constructed weapons of earthy nature futile but deadly to humans and at the moment being in her human form to herself. Once Nighthunter got a hold of one of the weapons know as a gun he started firing it ruthlessly at Hyperion in attempt to kill him or her though she doubts that he had noticed her she was a shadow any way there yet unseen. Hyperion formed a Shielding but she soon saw that he was wounded. Before she could make her way to him she felt the hand of some one pull her back. He looked behind her and saw her brother. He was dressed in earthly clothes and she had to stop herself from swearing a couple of times. He looked so…so human!

“What are you doing here” she asked looking over to Hyperion. She could see him in pain and attempted once more to go to him but was stopped again. “Listen here Isaac I don’t care what you are to me that’s my love out there and nothing is keeping him from me not again!” Sensing her anger in her voice he answer calmly “Let things unfold. You know what the outcome is we both do and let it happen do not delay the inevitable” She could not understand her brothers words at all “What do you mean? DO you control the future? No! So you don’t know any thing and neither do I!” She could hear Hyperion scream like a dagger piercing her heart. She looked at her brother and pleaded. “You are stronger than me but if the future unfold itself and I’ll be part of it.” He pulled her close and whispered to her she could not know if he was speaking in anger or haste. “If you continue down this past you will loose yourself and your mind” She sighed and answered back with venom in her words “If it meaning loosing who I am today then I will take it, I don’t want to be this Isaac never wanted to be but I am and your not now let me live my life the way I chose and I chose him!”

She soon got back to Hyperion in time to see that he was in much worse state. He was dying if not by the explosion but by the wounds that had happened. Yet he was still conscious and that gave her relief. She could see his body was ablaze yet he was moving viciously. She could see energy beings that he had created also. It was inevitable how this would end. But she still grasped on to the slightest hope of it not ending that way."D-Do not kill him."  He bellowed do the being "Just break him. B-Break him as hard as you possibly can and then make him suffer. We have very little time left and I want him to f-feel as much p-pain as possible before he is incinerated by the Celestial Hellfire that will consume t-this worthless planet and leave the h-heroic fools who abandoned both it and the p-people they swore to protect i-in order to go g-gallivanting off into space a-and save a world not their own without a h-home to come back to. B-But before you do...I w-want to say just one t-thing to you G-Green Lantern...you a-are correct. I am just an overpowered mad d-dog...not a true villain...l-like Final Arrow or G-Gambler or Darkchild b-but you know what? In less t-than one hour...their places in h-history will be nothing compared to mine." Well there he confessed it though that did catch her off guard. He then looked at her and motioned that she go over to him. She did not hesitate or stop to think. She rushed over to him. Foolishness some would say but she was not acting on Foolishness she was acting on hope, the possibility that she could die with him was all she wanted…but as she also knew very well on earth there are truly no happy endings.

Leaving New Oa, was the worse thing that Renegade Lantern could have done to himself, he needed the care of the Guardians for his own good. He was the living power battery for all the Corps each light of the emotional spectrum resided within him but it came with a heavy cost. It was his gift and ultimately his curse,no man,  human or otherwise was meant to possess so much power. The power that had manifested inside of him was not only breaking down his physical body it was killing his mind. Yet for reasons that made him a Green Lantern in the first place, Leonidas Drake would press on to fulfill his destiny.

"The Light War will begin and end with you", the words of the Guardians kept replaying in his mind as he cut through the vacuum of space headed towards Earth. He could only imagine what had become of his home planet since the beginning of the war. With no recollection of how long he had been away he pictured a devastated world and only blamed himself. Small things started not to matter like eating or drinking. To him ending the War was his top priority but in doing so the very thing that defined him might come to an end. That was a risk that he was preparing to take, no that he would take. 

Upon reaching Earth's atmosphere he let his body be taken by the orbit. As is floated freely with his arms outstretched he looked towards the far reaches of space and thought of his past and the path he had taken to get there. All the lives he had saved, the friends he had lost and the "sins" he had committed. The times of the 13th where he quickly learned to humble himself  and actions speak louder then words to the Hellfire Club where he realized that all men, even the evil ones have greatness in them, The League of Shadows where technique is just as valuable as strength and  mind is definitely over matter. Then to the Zero Squad, his greatest accomplishment and biggest failure, that group of individuals gave the word Hero a new meaning and he never knew more honor then when he was leading them. Finally ending with Mobb Deep the definition of loyalty through adversity. All of these things lead to this moment, all of these things defined Leonidas Drake, Green Lantern of sector 2814.

He started to regain his bearing and take control of his body going into a hover and said out loud as a smile crept over his face when the saw the Hawaii from over head...."Well, I had a pretty damn good run" and began flying at top speed towards the state. He was in full control and he was sporting the green uniform, their would be no color change now the only thing that he felt was courage and willpower.

The Power Battery raced towards a volcano that was on the verge of erupting, he knew that fighting would not stop this war but he had a theory. He rushed to the center of the volcano knowing that only something of that magnitude could purge him of his burden. His theory was that when  the other lights left his body they would find another vessel perhaps and inanimate object to be the new power battery and restore natural order to everything bringing the Light War to an end as the rings would need to be re powered from that source that would be very difficult to find. As he reached to the top of the volcano and began to fall in he released his force field and began to free fall into the pool of magma. His skin began to peel as it burned off and as the pain grew he could feel himself being freed of the light. The first to leave his body was the orange light, then red and each one followed until only the green was left in him.   He would hold on to that one, he was a Green Lantern in life and would be one until his last breath.

Before he reached the magma the volcano began to erupt and he quickly turned on his force field. His power along with the power of the Earth collided and caused an explosion of epic proportions. In a last effort to save the people around him he enveloped the himself and the  volcano's explosion in a green radial orb causing the flames to be contained. That resulted in his body still being burned and him being launched a large distance across the island onto the sandy beach floor. He laid on the beach on his back trying to maintain every single breath he could hang onto. Leonidas' bosy was burned all over and his metal arm was burned stiff. The Green light began to leave him and with all his might took off the two rings that he had stolen and said "Go back to Oa". Like he commaned the rings lead and the light followed as he had hoped. With all the light now fading form his body he began to get cold and knew that his time had come. He closed his eyes and heard something from a little kid that brought a smile to his face right before his life force completely slipped away....Thank You!

As he was, Slight could not do but so much. He could not handle but so much, but he endured because he had to. There were numerous attempts to gain access to New Oa, but they were all thwarted by his abilities. As more and more came, the water tendrils that outstretched beyond the atmosphere of the planet divided and multiplied to combat the multiple attacks upon them. Grabbing, constricting, and holding the threats in place. Red and Yellow Lanterns all tried their best to enter, but his skill was like that of a God.

He could feel the multiple energy beams directed at the tendrils, severing them, evaporating them with shear rage. His mind was bogged down with the task at hand but one question did manage to muscle its way in. How was it possible for someone, anything to house so much rage within them? A question best left to their leader, no doubt a tyrant that would stop at nothing short of their death to take power. Slight was not of body at the moment, he had merged with the water that covered the planet now, and could not be seen as a human, but still he was able to watch the universe around him in all directions.

The threat that headed his way, to New Oa had to have had left his plans in the wake of death. For it had been almost a half an hour since he had been granted access to the planet, and he was waiting for another Blue lantern to come and relieve some of the stress that he was under. But it did not seem likely for it to happen now. Of course there was more than enough for him to do, guarding something with his life was a very time consuming ordeal, but at the same time one final task lye on his plate. And that was getting revenge for his family.

All of a sudden a throng of thoughts rushed to his already sprawled out conscience. Thoughts of his family, memories of all the good time they had, memories that were now all but dead, because of the yellow light. Wherever it went, it brought fear, and sadness, but Slight was not scared, he was not afraid to face the thing that had killed his entire family, and left him alone. Except for the New Outsiders, he was alone, he had not a home to go back to after this war was done. All of this was enough for him to loose control of his present state.

The tendrils that protected the planet dissipated, and reorganized back into the ocean that it once was. Slight still mixed in with this said water, gathered himself. The stress that he had felt only moments before was gone, but was replaced with an insatiable hunger for revenge. He burst out of the alien liquid that he controlled so masterfully and shot out past the Blue and Green guardians that helped him so extensively. At the moment, the Oracle Force was in full control, only the physical body of Slight was seen through an intense halo of icy blue light. It would only look like a silhouette in the moonlight to them. His voice was amplified two fold as he spoke “I thank you for your help, and ask that you forgive me for what I going to do. The power that I control, I have not used before, and while I know how to use it, I do not know how to control it as I do others.” The multicolored lanterns nodded, astonished by his presence.

Slight burst with blinding speed into the heat of the battle. The fighting had grown past it’s previous scale. Thinking that he was a blue lantern a group of yellow and red lanterns surrounded him. This was just like last time. Each of them pointed their ring bearing hand at him, holding, supporting it with their other. Then they all shot, obviously this was planned, and the light from their rings mixed together creating an orange glow that surrounded him. And like the other time, he had no time for this. The power that ran through him, apart of him, was that of a God, and he would see how they measured up against that kind of authority. (In no way do I claim to be a god, felt like it was necessary to put in)  

Unleashing a blast of telekinetic energy, strictly for the purposes of breaking the barriers that held him The blast resonated within, non harmful to Slight, as it bounce from wall to was it, cracks began to form in them. Making direct contact with one of the red lanterns, hey locked gazes. He knew that he was putting as much force, and rage behind this attempt to contain him, but it was to no avail as the barrier broke, shattering. “What are you?” It spoke, as it was not human, but could speak in his tongue. By this time they were tired out, and wanted to buy time for themselves, realizing that escape was the only way they were going to live to see another day. The malevolent force that was the Oracle let them know exactly what he was. “I am your executioner.” Simply put, but powerful enough to put fear in his soul.

Immediately after they all tried to launch another attack, weaker, but this time it was not to gate him, it was to kill him. Javelin like spears pierced Slight’s body. He looked like a voodoo doll. A grimace smile crept across his face. The pain was great, it made him feel alive. Like the , the Oracle fed and thrived off of emotion and feelings. “Hold strong men, he, it, can not last much longer.” That was where they made their grandest mistake. Slight emitted a blast of telekinetic energy, breaking their hold, and crushing their bodies. The threat from them was over.

Now it was time. He closed his eyes, connecting with his vast array of powers. His mind was like a magnifying glass, able to see whatever it wanted to. The Oracle released a mental pulse, telepathic waves that connected with every mind touched by the war of light. He could see faces, he could read their minds, knew their deepest secrets, and yet this interested him not. The purpose of this was to gain access to the one that destroyed the . He could here the cringing screams of the bodies within his vicinity, but it did not matter as his job was not yet complete. An image read out. It was the bridge, and there was a face that appeared and grinned at the destruction caused.

As it turns out, it was a man named Darkchild. He was the leader of the yellow lanterns, and was here. Slight approached one of the yellow lanterns. He sent out a link of telekinetic, and telepathic energy mixed together to gain access to her mind, and hold her. “Ahhhhh..Uhhhggghhhh.” Her screams were like that of a new born baby. Whiny and shrill. “Hush, for it will be your end soon.” Her face was contorted to the likeness of a decrepit old woman. After he gained the knowledge of where the leader was, he let her go, and as a result she died. It mattered not, because she was just like her leader. This was his excuse, and he would use again if necessary.

Slight raced through space being confronted by different lanterns, all of which met the same demise. Until he came upon his target. “Darckchild, Leader of the Yellow Lantern Corps. You know nothing of my existence but you have sealed your fate for past actions. You killed so many people that day, including my family, and now you must pay for those transgressions. And I am the collector. The Oracle Force demands revenge”With that, Slight had completed half of his journeys purpose, and now it was time for him to face the man that killed his entire family.

The blade cut through Darkchild's stomach as though it were butter. Paragon heard him grunt, confirming the hit, but was suddenly stopped, as Darkchild had grabbed hold of the blade. The yellow lantern looked ready to retaliate when they were suddenly interrupted by another Yellow Corpsmen blathering nonsense about conerting Paragon to their corps. Darkchild seemed momentarily distracted by this, however his strength was too great for Paragon to do much more than struggle for control of the sword against the behemoth. Ordering the Corpsman away, Darkchild returned his attention back to Paragon and slammed Paragon's sword into his own stomach, before heating up, fusing the two together. With a sick grin, Darkchild pulled the blade away, ripping out a section of his stomch.

[Ring power levels 4%.] [Switching non-vital systems off] chirped Paragon ring.

"...This one... I personally want to play with." sneered DC, as he formed a massive stampeding rhino out of his ring, which charged toward Paragon. The yellow beast thrashed it's horn wildly, hoping to impale the Green Lantern. Thinking quickly, Paragon dove out of the way of the stampeding creature, but instead was hit full force by a speeding Darkchild, who had seemed to have been using the rhino as a distraction. Darkchild's hand glowed ominously with a mix of yellow and dark energies, lighting up the space around them, and illuminating his wicked smile. Paragon barely had time to react when the Yellow leader swung his fist at his face, but suddenly stopped just short of connecting.

"Not the same old tricks my friend." he laughed, as he opened his hand, mere inches from Paragon's unprotected face, unleashing a powerful blast. Paragon screamed in pain, the blast send him tumbling through space. He could feel the entire left side had nearly been blasted off, leaving him burnt and bleeding. The wound was deep and would take weeks to heal, even with his healing factor.

[Ring power levels <1%]

Paragon closed his eyes, and prepared for the finishing blow from DC, or his ring to die. "I'm coming, Laura." he whispered, as he drifted toward the white light, when suddenly, a blue light shone even brighter.

[Ring power levels 5%]

[Ring power levels 15%]

"Are you alright, friend?" came the voice of Simon Williams, the Wonderman, and fellow ICE Dragon. Paragon blinked a few times, as the voice suddenly returned him to the land of the living.

[Ring power levels 57%]

Paragon blinked a few times, as his hearing went and returned while Simon was speaking, leaving him to just stare at a confused looking Simon. "Uh... Later. More problems first." Paragon mumbled, avoiding the questions he never heard. His face stung, as his healing factor did it's best to repair the massive ammounts of tissue dammage as quickly as possible.

[Ring power levels 90%]

[Ring power levels 120%]

{What do you hope for?} echoed Simon's ring in Paragon's head.

"Brooke." he answered out loud. Paragon's ring crackled to life with new energy, like a raging fire.

[Power levels 200%]

"DC!" shouted Paragon across the heavens. "This ends now!" he rushed at Darkchild, as the green flame around him grew larger and brighter. Paragon swung a hard fist aimed at the murderer's jaw. "You murdered my wife. The mother of my child!" He followed it with another massive shot to Darkchild's exposed stomach. "You tried to kill me!" He continued his combo with a massive Captain Kirk style two fisted over head smash. "There is no way in hell I would let you leave my girl an orphan." He threw a massive knee, aimed at DC's chest. "In the name of the Green Lantern Corps, you are under arrest, you son of a b**ch!"

From a distance they watched it all come to pass in the shadows of every battle. His eyes focused on the lights as the battles ensued he saw them one by one faded into darkness. There he stood not entering the fight, not taking the glory of death from those who scarified it all in their line of duty. He just stood there watching. You know the future you plan is one of only death. He didn’t need to turn to know who spoke to him. Uatu, Death is the only thing I have left. There is nothing else. They stood in silence and watched the worlds unfold in front of them. Battles raged as red, blue, green and others lit up the universe. His attention turned as a streak brought across the universe towards Earth. Shortly afterwards the light was no more.

Interesting….. The words rolled out of his mouth in a slow southern draw, as his fingers turned the ring on his hand. The look in his eyes got the Watchers attention more than the battle that was ablaze around them. Worlds will perish by your hand Angel and it will be the end of it all. His eyes glowed with a black mist, as he spoke. I did not choose to be The Angel of Death, it was assigned to me. With a look at the world surrounding Uatu made his exit with a few choice words. So be it…….

Lord’s Angel watched as his army grew more and more as lanterns died one by one. Each took on them a dark robe and a new ring a black ring. Lord’s Angel looked over the growing army, seeing familiar faces that once fought for right and truth, now they fought at his command. He called out to the one who held this attention across the sky. The night calls you my friend. Welcome to Death.  

The We Are Legend Headquarters was truly an impressive sight, its reflecting glass and steel structure stood out somewhat towards the rest of the sunlit Los Angeles.  As Wanderer closed in to its rooftop in his flight, his team captain, Feral Nova, spoke through the Indigo Rings' network.  [This is Feral Nova, all Indigo Lanterns, come to the WAL HQ for a briefing in Conference Room A. It's time to play our part in this war.]  Izaac responded telepathically, though in a relatively toneless manner.  >>On it, I was just on the way too.<<  In mid-flight he dissappeared in a blue energy mist, that faded away almost immediately in the atmosphere.

Wando "landed" outside the Conference room, appearing, almost falling in sudden flash of light in the corridor.  After raising up and looking around for the others, he proceeded to open the door and stepped in quietly.  As soon as the other Indigo Lanterns were there, Izaac had taken a seat and their fiery team leader spoke as she usually did.  Explaining how she had received a vision of a War of Light in space, she told the group that it was their turn to take part in the war.  In this war...they would be doctors.  "I'll create a portal," she stated rather seriously.  "Concentrating on the energy that is being given off by the other Lanterns, and we'll go in. I don't want any lethal force to be used in this fight."  Wanderer listened while staring blankly into the space on the opposite side of the conference table.  As if I needed to be told not to kill, not really my thing to judge whether or not someone should be alive. But on the other hand...that means maybe I shouldn't save anyone either. I gotta think about that later.  As he realized his mind had wandered away a little too far, he continued to just listen.

"Unless it is a matter of life and death for you, or your fellow teammates, do not, and I will repeat, DO NOT KILL ANYONE."  Her tone was slightly bugging him as she looked around the room, but the Earth Scion had already received the message and let it go.  "Heal those who are wounded, protect those who are weak, but do not kill, understood?"  Realizing she was expecting an answer quickly, he looked at her and answered her in a half-sarcastic yet reassuring and natural manner.  What do you think I look like, a mass murderer? I never kill, you know I abhor that stuff.  It was still a a bit...odd...to not use telepathy for once.  "Good, now...I want us to stick together, do not go off on your own, stay in at least groups of two; I don't want anyone of us to be ganged up on. This isn't a game, is a war, a war that we need to win."  Her expression changed a bit, she smiled a bit, as a sign of hope.  "Come on guys; let's show them what the power of the Indigo Tribe can do!"

Heh..Indigo Tribe...crossed his mind as Nova created a rift in time/space continuum in the room.  The gate itself was invisible, though the other side of it could very well be seen.  Wando's eyes widened in awe as he saw the countless comet-like beings in the darkness of space, in the far distance.  If I didn't know people are getting hurt and killed there, I could watch that sight all day...he reflected, with a narrowed glance towards the portal, not noticing that his ring was sparking uncontrollably from the feedback of a war.  "So, who's ready to take the stand?" Nova asked as a final question.  As Matezoide answered here from the other side of the table, "We can't lose this, the power of the Red Lanterns is incredible, we and the other Lanterns are the last stand, we can't afford to lose this, no matter what! I am sorry to say that, but I will kill if I have to, and I hope you guys and the others realize that killing may be necessary, even if wrong.", Wando pushed his chair back and stood up.  He looked Nova with a determined and vaguely inspired expression.  You shouldn't even need to ask.  Because as long as there are people in danger, I'll be around to help.

He then turned to Matezoide, the God of War, a person that he had always found to be somewhat...naturally intimidating.  Although, Wanderer's manner of talking was gentle at this time.  Kratos...killing isn't what we do, that is what the Red...and Yellow Lanterns do.  There are ALWAYS alternatives to lethal force, if you can't see them, then you haven't tried hard enough.  Think about it.  Each of us in here have a variant of the most powerful weapon in our Universe.  It can create force fields and constructs, knock people out without even hurting them, heal virtually all kinds of injuries...  His voice now carried an awful lot of confidence and certainity. ...Yeah, I have actually a hard time seeing how any of us would be forced to the point of having to take the life of another sentient being in this war.  The sixteen year old took a step forward, towards the portal.

Then he looked back again, to two of the newer WAL recruits. Jay, Silver, I'll go with you two.  Let's go.  And with that he faced the gate jumped through, immediately as he reached airless space near New Oa, Wando's ring formed a protective aura around his body and clothes.  Nice...either way I'd be fine for about two hours in space...I just hope these rings won't be deactivated again.  A moment after looking at the glowing symbol on the mystical jewel on his knuckles, the Wanderer's attention went to the silent war of light above him.  Stretching out his fist before him as he was propelled forward by the indigo power, the jewel on his ring shined like a star, while the Earth Scion recited their oath...

Through bitter tears and sorrow deep, May our gentle light heal all who weep, While worlds may burn and armies rage, We shall give kindness in the darkest age. The Indigo light!

Feral Nova watched as each WAL decided either to step into the portal, or stay behind at the HQ. Whatever they decide, was on them. She waited for at least five minutes, this as a big decision to make for each of them, save the universe, or die trying. As predicted, The Wanderer, one of WAL's most trusted members, took the first stand, getting ready for the battle ahead. She smiled at him as she nod her head, with heroes like him around, gave her hope for the future. Once the five minutes was up Feral Nova then looked into the portal herself and took a deep breath, ready to step into it. Putting out her right leg to go through the portal a massive hit of emotions seemed to smash into her heart. She heaved over, grasping her chest with her left hand, breathing heavily as she was stuck with pain in her heart, followed by voices in her head that seemed all too familiar and some not too familiar.

"N-nighthunter..." She heard his voice in her head the loudest, and more clearly. Nighthunter was a man she knew from her first days in We Are Legend, and was one of the first major heroes she fought in a tournament that the first generation of Zero Squad made with WAL and Death Valley Warriors. The young fire goddess lost her first battle in the first round, to him, and she never forgot him since then. Being beaten by him humbled her in more ways than one, respecting more those who didn't have powers such as herself, and were yet making a difference in the world for the greater good.

"He's... in trouble." She then felt a wave of rage seeming to smash into her head, and the energy coming off of it was so intense, something she had never felt before, ever. She yelled out as she fell to her knees the portal she made to New Oa gone as she began to sweat bullets. As quickly as that rage came, it left her, leaving her breathing heavily again on the ground. Standing up she lift up her left arm and pointed forward, making a portal to where the new threatening energy was at. As the oval portal opened, she saw three figures standing, Nighthunter, in his green lantern suit, followed by King Hyperion, and... what looked to be Talon, of the Wolf Pack with a red lantern ring. "W-what?" She spoke softly as she watched for a moment as a fight begin to take place between the two men. With determination in her eyes she stepped forward, and was immediately teleported to what seemed to be... some area of Japan.

"Well I'll be damn." She took a deep breath as she looked at King Hyperion, his physical state a total mess, his entire body was in massive pain, causing Nova to feel some of the pain as well. Nova grit her teeth as she tried to control the overflow of emotion she was feeling, rage, pain, sorrow, will power, hope, all at once, it hit her like a train. With her unstable breathing she then began to walk forward, as she saw a massive amount of red lantern energy rushing towards Nighthunter. With her eyes widen in fear for him she threw out her left arm and yelled out his name, ready to make a shield around the hero, but at the last possible moment, another wave of emotion hit her, causing her to fall to her right knee and cup her head in her hands.

At first, it was sorrow, almost regret, with pride and joy. She was so consumed in these emotions that she couldn't tell what was going on around her, she could then hear a voice, from what it seemed a distance away.

'Well, I had a pretty damn good run' seemed to echo in her mind, and recognized the voice.

"Renegade." She whispered, the tone of voice she heard from him, told her one thing, the one she called mentor, friend, was going to be dearly missed, not only on Earth, but in the entire universe, for she knew there would never be a hero like him. But almost as if a final gift to her, she was over ran by  the courage and willpower of emotions, something that lift her spirits and gave her hope within herself. It almost felt as if giving her a boost of energy. As the emotions slowly faded away, a single tear came trickling down from her left eye she lower her head for a moment of silence for the one who not only trained her, but showed her in more ways than one, how to be a true hero. 

Rising her head up once again she took a deep breath and spoke out loudly;

Through bitter tears and sorrow deep,
May our gentle light heal all who weep,
While worlds may burn and armies rage,
We shall give kindness in the darkest age.
The Indigo light!

Her bright Indigo light surrounded her body in a display of flames. Her healing light danced around her body as she walked forward, her eyes locked on the woman who was standing besides King Hyperion. "How about we make this a fair fight?" She smirked as she crouched down slightly, she stood waiting, she didn't want to make the first move, she actually didn't want to get involved in any fights between two people. But two agaisnt one, she didnt care who it was, just didnt seem very fair.

After Matezoide saing what he tought about killing in this war,Wanderer had to say Kratos...killing isn't what we do, that is what the Red...and Yellow Lanterns do.  There are ALWAYS alternatives to lethal force, if you can't see them, then you haven't tried hard enough.  Think about it.  Each of us in here have a variant of the most powerful weapon in our Universe.  It can create force fields and constructs, knock people out without even hurting them, heal virtually all kinds of injuries. Matezoide had no worlds to answer the WAL's member Wanderer,because he knew Wanderer was right,he then got up and said

Through bitter tears and sorrow deep,
May our gentle light heal all who weep,
While worlds may burn and armies rage,
We shall give kindness in the darkest age.
The Indigo light!

Matezoide,with incridible speed,they slammed in a meteorite as Matezoide made an indigo aura Die....

the two warriors clashed,and started to punch each other in great speed,as the punchs grew stronger and stronger,Matezoide got an opening and punched his rival's head on the meteorite,destroing it,as Matezoide grabed his enemie by the neck,he said in a calm tone of voice

You fight for hate,you only know rage,your soul is evil,i know how it is to serve only hate and rage,but this wont get my soul...not again...not anymore

“We cannot be sure of having something to live for unless we are willing to die for it”-Che Guevara

“One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure it’s worth watching”-Unknown

"A hero is someone who has given his or her life to something bigger than oneself"-Joseph Campbell

Nighthunter looked as King Hyperion started to emerge victorious on his fight against the constructs that he had created, he decimated them just as easy as he had decimated the people and beings that they represented, not only that but even though he had been greatly injured, King Hyperion was somehow able to create constructs with his red power ring in the form of various monsters. “That…That’s impossible” whispered Nighthunter to himself as he started to fly in order to avoid the attacks of said monsters. “Red Lanterns aren’t able to create constructs, they just unleash energy, this can’t be”.

Nighthunter soon realized that the fight with King Hyperion couldn’t be won like this, however soon the ring gave him an announcement that would keep Nighthunter frozen in shock.  “Warning, leave planet area immediately” warned the ring to Nighthunter, he made a surprise look and then stared at the ring “Go into detail” requested Nighthunter.

“King Hyperion is a living bomb, he’ll explode in a few minutes taking all of the Earth with him, if killed the explosion will come immediately. Leave immediately” .Suddenly the warning of the ring was interrupted as another hero arrived at the scene, Nighthunter then noticed that beyond the indigo light that surrendered her one could notice the figure of Feral Nova and the flames that always surrendered her body.

With the incredible power of King Hyperion he had almost forgotten about Talon who was also corrupted by the red ring, he then looked at the brave warrior and leader of both the WAL and the indigo lanterns. “The world could always be with a little less of violence and the people like me that bring it, but the world should never be without someone who understands that compassion, both to our friends and enemies is what has kept humanity from destroying itself.” And after saying that Nighthunter started to walk towards Nova, lowering his defense for a second and then came closer to Nova. “I’m sorry that I have to leave you alone with Talon but I’m sure that you have more than enough power and skill to win this fight” said Nighthunter and then released a great unleash of power against the various red lantern constructs, all of them being penetrated and stopped working when they had contact with the green light, he then took flight again towards King Hyperion and stood silent for a few seconds.

Nighthunter didn’t move for the next moments as he went through any possible scenario on his mind of how to handle the situation. “So it seems that if I kill you, my planet will be destroyed and if I don’t you explode anyway”. Jake Hamilton then stopped talking and stood silent without making any sound, finally he spoke with a face that didn’t show any emotion “…..If I can’t keep the explosion from happening…I still can reduce the casualties to only two”. Said Nighthunter and then he made his ring point to the sky, soon after that a big sphere started to cover all the area where they both were.

“Ring teleport us to the Vega System” and so a small portal was created and the sphere that was containing both Nighthunter and King Hyperion started to fly into the portal. As soon as they arrived at the place Nighthunter looked at King Hyperion. “This is the Vega System; no one lives here since Larfleeze left the sector so no matter what you do no one else will get hurt”

After that Nighthunter summoned his power battery from another small portal and started to say his oath to regain all his power, suddenly green flames started to cover his body and he started to feel strong once again.

“In brightest  day,

Through Blackest Night,

No other corps shall spread its light

Let those who try to stop what’s right

 Burn like my power

Green Lantern’s might”

With that all of the power from Nighthunter had returned, he immediately started to create a big cocoon for both of them and then started to make various capes around it in order to keep what was about to happen from doing much more damage.

“Warning, willpower exceeding ring power capabilities” announced the ring to Nighthunter but he didn’t care, he continued sealing the two of them as fast possible and then looked into the eyes of King Hyperion. “According to my files of the Green Lantern corps, there was many years ago a lantern who by unleashing the full power of his power ring left the most powerful being in the multiverse blind and unable to act for a few minutes….What do you think it’s going to do to you?”

After that Nighthunter unleashed all of the power he had contained in his hand, it being contained thanks to the barriers that he had created but they wouldn’t last. Nighthunter didn’t live much after releasing that charge but he did get the chance to see his life in a flash, his training with Last Arrow, the Zero Squad, the ICE Dragons, Civil War, Clone Wars, everything seemed little now and he had finally found peace with himself. His body soon started to disintegrate due to the great power of the explosion, the first thing to go was his green lantern aura that protected him, then his power suit, skin, bones and organs until leaving less than dust where he was, of course he died around half of that process but with a sense of self-peace and calm that kept him going even as he was doing his final rest.  

When the explosion finally stopped, the only thing that now remained where the legendary hero once stood was his green power ring that had somehow been able to survive the explosion probably due to it being used to releasing the same energy that had caused such power. The ring soon got up from the floor and started to fly at light speed towards space, however the ring didn’t start to search for a replacement in the sector for his previous now deceased user like the power rings usually do, instead it suddenly stopped and started to talk to itself “initiating motion last will & testament” after that the ring started to shake and 5 rings identical to the original one appeared next to it, after that all of them went to space sector 2814 and went to separate parts of the sector, every one of them searched for one person in particular. 

The first one of the rings created a mini portal to travel to the land of the gods and arrived at the city of Asgard and came through everything until it was able to reach the throne of the king of the almighty empire of the Asgardian gods, after that the ring started to display a hologram with the form of an unmasked Nighthunter. As this was happening each one of the several different rings went to other places in which the desired people was doing different things and made the same procedure.

“If you people are seeing this is because…I’m dead. What you are watching is a pre-recorded message that I’m doing in the short free time that I have before I join the battle of the various lantern corps that have started to emerge all across the universe. Ever since I was born I’ve been carrying the mantle of someone else, unable to create a legacy of my own. While I must have ran out of time to do such thing I want to give everything I have to you people, if you want you can think of it as my last will & testament as well as my chance to say goodbye.”

Nighthunter then made a serious face and looked away, it was barely noticeable but a pair of small tears could be noticed on his eyes, this was the first time an event like this had ever happened, after a short pause Nighthunter resumed his talk. “First I want all of you to know that no matter what you saw and heard, I wasn’t really the one behind the clone wars that was Chaos Agent who turned out to be Jason Hamilton, the original Nighthunter, who never died. W e made an agreement so that if I took the blame he could steal a weapon that was going to kill billions if it was found”

After that the ring stopped for a few seconds and then started to change his settings so that it showed the one message destined to the person in front of him as a way to give an individual goodbye to everyone.

“Donar…with you being a god, have you ever being afraid of death? Stupid question I know, but I’m about to go to the fight that I’m almost sure that I won’t survive, we are outnumbered and I’m just learning to use this ring with the manual inside my head and remembering everything that I studied from Renegade Lantern when we were still the same team, before everything turned wrong. “

“My friend, it’s very possible that this is my last fight, but I can’t go without telling you how important you really are for the team, you are in many ways the most important member of the ICE dragons but it isn’t because you are the most powerful member, it is because every single time, no matter if you are on Earth or Asgard, if you are in the middle of a battle or eating in the headquarters, you represent everything us the dragons are supposed to represent, you are and have always been our milestone. Maybe we’ll meet in Valhalla one day”

After that the message to Lstpaladin finished and the ring self-destructed, leaving just a bunch of green dust in the place where it was supposed to be, on a completely different place, Hawk was receiving at the same time his own message of goodbye.

“Hawk, we’ve been on the same teams for quite awhile haven’t we? I remember when we thought you were dead, that completely destroyed the moral of the team. What I’m trying to say is…you are better than everyone thinks you are, than what you think you are, I’ve seen you from the beginning Hawk and even if you don’t believe me you are one of the greatest heroes I’ve ever seen, yet you aren’t even nearly to reach your full potential, to learn how great you really are.”

“I’m sorry I’ll miss that moment but at least I’m sure that it will happen, sh!t, I hate this emotional stuff, what I’m trying to say old friend is that…and it will sound incredibly ironic and cheesy towards you…never be afraid to fly high.”

After those last words the message ended and just like the ring of the king of Asgard, it just self-destructed and became dust, millions of kilometers away, another one of the rings reached the leader of the just rebuilt green lantern corps, Paragon.

“Brendan, I know we haven’t been the closest friends or allies even though we have been in a few teams together, that being said with the fact that we were both trained by Michael and that it was thanks to you that I got this ring and so the ability to say my goodbyes to my friends, I thought you deserved at least this.”

“We may have not been as close as we were with others, but I’ve always had a great deal of respect for you, it doesn’t matter that I’ve fallen in battle, as long as you are alive and in charge the light of the green lantern corps shall shine even in the blackest night.”

With that said, just like the other rings destined to the other legendary heroes did. Paragon’s ring became dust and was taken away, leaving no trace of what once was there. Now in a place completely apart of where Paragon had received the ring and in an exiled place on Earth a man who once was known as the world’s greatest marksman had a hologram of Nighthunter saying his goodbyes to him, that man being the hero that trained him almost a decade ago.

“Ok Michael, this isn’t in any way easy but let’s see if I can come up with the right words to say to you for once, I could start by saying that it’s been an honor meeting you and calling you my teacher, or that I really appreciate that you trained me in so many different ways which kept me from dying before…”

“…Thing is…that doesn’t cover what I’m trying to say to you, I don’t appreciate you and owe you eternal gratitude because you taught me skills, I could have learned that elsewhere, I owe you so much because believe it or not, you taught me how to be a hero, when we trained in the temple you almost made me hate you with the way you taught me things, you were an old soldier that had lost it’s war and yet as every day passed I learnt more about you, you became in more ways than one like a father to me, I just want to remind you in return that the world still needs the heroes that they used to look up, even if they don’t know it”. And so, like the other three rings before it the ring that went to Michael Lockhart became in a matter of seconds just a bunch of green dust that was quickly taken by the wind. Finally

Another of the rings went to New York and passed the incredibly advanced security that was protecting the various levels of the building until it reached the place where Jason Hamilton, the original Nighthunter that now went by the name Chaos Agent was sitting, Chaos Agent’s face of surprise was obvious as he didn’t know how or why a Green Lantern power ring had arrived at his place, then suddenly the ring started to give Nighthunter’s message to Chaos Agent.

“Mr. Hamilton told me a lot about you, when everyone thought you were dead you immediately became the ultimate standard of what I should attempt to become, in more ways than one you were my hero. It’s said that you should never get the chance to know your heroes and I finally know why, you were in the top of the world, you were in many ways who every unpowered guy in the world wanted to be, you had family, friends, success and happiness and yet you traded it all in an instant for what? More power? No matter what your society has accomplished through the centuries, you’ll still always be the small guy when put together against the villains and the real heroes.”

“Some may call it inferiority complex; I call it low self esteem. You are the most intelligent person I’ve ever known, you have almost unlimited money and resources you could change the world in places that are so small that we heroes have forgotten to take a look. Still, I know that you saved France and millions of people that day months ago and that you wouldn’t have done that if you didn’t still have an heroic side, the world will always have bad guys that’s why we need the good ones to take action”.

Soon enough the ring became dust and Jason Hamilton stood silent and minutes later looked at Mr. Hamilton wishing that what he knew wasn’t true. “I guess that over the years I came to care about the little bastard” said Chaos Agent with a small tear on his eye which he quickly cleaned. “I guess that only a great teacher gets the chance to say how greater than him his student has become”.

The last ring then went to a place between New Oa and Mogo in order to reach the person it was looking for, the man who had taken the colors of his flag and used it to inspire courage and hope into the heroes of an entire generation of heroes, Andferne.

“Andy…when I was recording this you were the last one whose message I did, the only reason for that is that from all of my friends and allies I’ve made on this way, you are the greatest one, you were always more than my rival, my teammate and my friend, you were the one person that always believed in me and supported me, even when I had gone mad you stepped up and helped me, as well as the one hero I never stopped looking up for.”

 “I don’t know where you will be when you receive this message but I’m completely sure even if I don’t have a proof that you gained a blue ring, hope according to my files in the Green Lantern corps ring is the most powerful out of all the lights in the colored spectrum, however that ring needs a green one to work correctly, I want you to pick my ring and go up to fight not only with your incredible way to guide people, but also using the courage that you show every single time you rush to battle.”

 “Besides my ring I left a room in my laboratory that gives you total access to everything I created along with my old sword and a sample of my power suit to inject in case you ever need or want to take it, is yours.  I also left you all the information of my various money accounts, there’s enough for entire countries to eat for a long time in it, I want you to take half of it and use it to be sure that the ICE Dragons never need anything, the other half I ask you to use it to help the reconstruction of the world, I know more will be needed but it really needs as much help as it can get after all those crisis that we’ve had in recent years. Andy there’s been great moments and amazing honors in my short life for me, however let me tell you that the biggest one was to stand next to the favorite son of America and be able to call him my friend and my brother. “

“On my message with Michael I told him that he had taught me how to be a hero, something that has been a great influence to me up to this day, however you taught me something way bigger than that, you taught me what it means to have true courage. It’s that same courage the one that it’s charging my ring as I speak and let’s me say goodbye to you my friend. The world still needs heroes, but more importantly, the heroes need someone to remind them of how to act like one, that's you old friend” said Nighthunter and then cleaned the small tears that were on his eyes, he had never cried, at least not in public so that moment was sure to startle Andferne.

After that, unlike the other rings that had gone to the various heroes, the ring of Andferne didn’t become green dust, instead it started to shine brighter than ever before as it came closer to Andferne.

“Andy Summers aka Andferne, you have been chosen by Jake Hamilton aka Nighthunter as his successor as one of the new Green Lanterns of space sector 2814, do you accept?”

He looked out into the night sky waiting, as he had every night. Both the kids were asleep and holding onto their blankets. The blankets that she had made for them. His eagle like eyes searched into the night sky deep into the stars. He just didn't know where to look and the universe was a big place. Come home.....come home. He whispered into the night, only wishing that she could hear. He patted his dog's head and began to walk inside saying to his little friend. F@($ing Andy! He said one more time with a little laugh, knowing that his friend and teammate would only wish the best for his family.

Hawk felt the glow behind him as he began to walk inside, but it was not the blue that would have made his heart leap for joy. Instead he turned and one of his swords cut through the air at a break neck speed. He was ready to battle for his life and his family as fire burned in his eyes and a roar escaped his lips. But no one was there to feel the ice of his blade. Instead a green glow filled the air and a friend appeared. Nighthunter's words flowed out into the night and Hawk stood and listen to his friend. He never took his eyes off Nighthunter knowing that he would never see him again. Tears ran freely down his face as he spoke his last words and the ring fell apart.

Hawk stood in his backyard for a moment more. Why didn't I go......why didn't I fight beside him? He looked up into the sky once again, not looking for his wife but looking for something else, something to even the fight. Hawk called out for it as he flew into the night sky higher and higher.
How does it go......what did Renegade use to say?

In darkest day.....
In blackest night....

Damn it I need a ring! I will avenge his death......I will find her!

In darkest day.....
In blackest night....

He flew higher and higher screaming the words he couldn't remember at the top of his lungs. Higher and higher, colder and colder he continued to scream.......darkness took over and he fell from the sky.

Well it all happened just as she knew it would their deaths and now her and Nova, Feral Nova to be exact. She knew that Talon had to face this woman before yet she would have the pleasure. The emotions with in were kept locked up tight as she could see it all happening the explosion his body being decimated. It was not fair! Nothing in her life was. Fate some way would always do this to her. She would always be to late. Yet her last memories o him were good ones. She was able to spend time with him at the ultimate glance that would be the most pleasure that a tormented souls like hers could ever had. She looked at the Fire goddess know as Feral Nova for a moment. She showed no sigh of aggressing of anger toward her for her mind was wrapped in other things..

And those others things where what happens next. For a reason she needed to kill this beast this woman she did not know why. Reasons behind reasons she could not fine even one. But then it his her like a sudden volt of Lighting in a stormy sky. “She’s the one” X23 whispered under her breath. Scanning the woman once more confirmed her suspicions. She griped her hand tightly and looked at the whore another moment or two before gathering up what she needed and got to her feet. She icy wind blew hard on her as her ash eyes glared at her surroundings. She had the incentive the motive to kill the wretch she might as well have taken it while she could. But the battle ground would not be precious earth it would be the stares but non that any human or hero would ever see expect for them. “You have power, great power….. You are the Fire goddess or that is what they call you…….I mean would have called you” her word she spoke with venom and tong like a serpents she was a snake in the grass.

“I have come to know many a creature yet you surprise me, there was no need for you to come for one hero dying was enough, then one hero and a villain dying was over enough….but you were persistent and came to help your friend well your on your own now….” A slight hit of emotions surfaces “As well as I”. Truth was that X23 wanted to break she wanted to fall and never get up. This life was to hard for her and she could not stand it any more. At least in battle may she die if not a hero but just die. It was the only thing death could not undo. The pain she would live with for the rest of eternity. It was in these days that she questioned right and wrong yet was there a difference?

“But our battle will not take place on mortal lands at least not in the eyes of men”. With that she moved her right hand in sight. Her hand appeared beast like almost demonic up to the elbow. It was black strands of darkness that dug itself deep with in her skin. This was the being that made her who she was. The Shadow. Yes there had been many a weapon by that name though this was not a weapon. This was ultimate corruption. She had been chosen by her assisters bear this thing and not a day goes by that it had tormented her and corrupted her soul.

This was her root of her evil and with out it maybe she would have been different. Ma
ybe she would have been a hero but this being forced upon her it’s own ideals making then her own as there by using her as a host as she used Talon. It was unknown how long she had wielded this demon yet she knew it well. In times of dire struggle it would aid her and annihilate her opponent with a single touch. Yet that would not be the fate of this hero. The battle would be stretched. Any way this was the firs time she had fought any one form this earth. And it would prove to be an enlightening experience.

Yet she knew what would happen she knew what would happen to Talon and to herself and to Nova though as she knew the future had not been written yet for these mortals and neither for her. Her right hand swung in front of her face as her eyes all of it went black as marble. Black smoke surrounded the two and covered them as if a shield. But that shadow was any thing but that. X23 began to chant something her langue the language of old. A timeless language that still existed though not on earth. The Blackness subsided and the two found them selves on a dark planet. For Nova this would be hell for her this was her home…….was. Many hundreds of years ago her world was thriving like earth yet it was destroyed by one hand that hand stood before her now. Though it was countless reality ago she still remember who she was what she was and how she was to battle.

“I” she began “Selice Atros Gwenawach  the daughter of the unknown one will fight you“. This was a battle that X23 knew would end bad for both of them. Though time was magnanimous and fate would play with its subjects she knew how this would end. Clenching her fist tightly a black tear ran down her eyes as she remembered it all. Her world thriving in the arms of her love. It meant nothing any more. That was a fading memory that she could never truly fade away. She face the indigo Lantern and spoke again. “you don’t want to kill well if you are to survive you will have to!” She flew toward Nova at imperil speed and anger her eyes  a blazed the hand of the shadow ready to plunge into her chest but something unexpected occurred.
 
Something that even shocked X23.There was an opening the temporal rift of time a space and out stepped through Talon. Who got in the way of Nova ready to face her dear sister.  But something was different she looked toward the girls and almost gasped. The Violet ring was not there but another was. She looked into Talons eyes a moment and saw it clearly. They glowed bright but not with Violet not even with Red, Blue, Green, Orange, or black they glowed brightly with yellow brightly with fear. Some how in some way Talon became a new bearer not of the Violet Lantern but of something much more incomprehensible. She was a now a Red Lantern

10 minutes earlier

Present

The battle progressed as it would in any war. Talon did what she could but could not help feel lost in all of this fighting. She was not meant to fight in space. The land was fine with her and guns and bombs were much nicer than rings. Any way how did she get into this mess again? A sigh escaped her as she remembered where is all started not in the Coming storm but before that way before that. It happened just after the clone wars. Still thinking to that time she realized that there were still unanswered questions as to where her actual clone was. It was strange in fact on one end she had a clone who thought she was real and discovered that she was not. And an evil half sister that wants to wipe her from the face of existence.

“Yes my lovely family” she murmured at the thought of them. She had many people in her life but her family was the worst. Yah she had enemies people that wanted her controlled and killed but non were as bad as her family.  They were her ultimate enemy who hated her as much as she hated them. But as a friend of hers once said Family is not something you choose. Yet some many times she wished she did. Maybe then she would not have been here. In this place like this. Inside her heart pounded with in pain running through her waste. She ignored it and did not tend to it. Being wounded was a part of battle that she could handle fully.

She scanned the area for any sings of that Yellow Lantern once more another person form her past. Sliver he was an interesting person to deal with. Having liked him once she hoped to have ended their feelings the moment she was taken form her world but obviously that did not stop him. What astounded her the most was that he was getting involved with the war. He like her were from different sides of the spectrum and she knew that the reason that he was here was not to take part in this war. There was something sinister afoot and she was going to find it out once and for all…….after the war of coerce.

 She flew through the beams of energy dogging some and  getting hit by a few. Gladly they were only scratches and she would heal. But suddenly she got a scent. Strange thing being in space yet you can still smell other people scents. She turned her head violently her black hair hanging in her face. She locked onto her target is was Surge, Lo Sure. He was here in space here in space. It took her a while to take all this in him in space. “Okay….that much for subtitle”. She flew at tremendous speed and grabs his arm. There was another matter that she needed to tend to first and foremost but she would not leave Surge with out letting him know that she was ok. She could see she had gained his attention and put and Shield around then both and spoke “be safe and be carful…there is something I need to attend to and I need to know that you will be ok and unharmed…For what I need to do I may be gone for a time but trust me I’ll be back.”
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With those words she lowered the field and flew off at tremendous speed so that he could not follow. X23 was on the loose and Talon needed to find her first. And kill her foremost. It was the only way things could work. She could not leave her evil persona to live and destroy lives this battle between Talon and X23 needed to end. She was gaining more speed every second. She was not like X23 and could not teleport. Hell she was just a girl with claws what was she doing in a war of light any way! She could soon see that small orb called earth. She did not bother to slow down but suddenly she came to a sudden halt. She remained like that for a few  minuets till the after shock passed. Then uttered “Hyperion….Nighthunter..dead” it was words that once she had uttered jabbed a knife into her chest.

Yes truth she knew Nighthunter not yet she had heard his name uttered. But he had caused the demise of her nemesis Hyperion and the salvation of earth through a simple act. She stayed the staring at the planted know as earth. She felt great pan through she did not know why. Hyperion was dead but he along also took a hero one that was willing to die to save a world that most likely never appreciated him. It was not likely that he would be commemorated by the humans of earth. But she knew that the other heroes would mourn his loss. It was wrong if any one was to die it was her why not her! She always wanted to from the moment she was in this world. Yes the Wolf Pack where there but what she caused them more pain.
If it was not for her Hunter would not have been captured by weapon X in order to save Thomas’ life who at the moment she hated with passion. It was her fault. Yes Hunter would deny it but not her not the truth and the truth was there was not point she was a basket case and a loose cannon both Thomas Lee Jamison and Akwa had said that to her many times and there was no point. They were right she wanted to be a girl there was no hope of it now. She soon regained her speed toward earth. Her emerald eyes gazing at a particular point in Japan. She soon came to land and she did quietly and slowly. Gladly her landings had improved and she was much better at it now.

She looked around she was near the shore. She could hear the waves violently crashing against the rocks and the sand. She stared up at the moon that was high in the sky. This was serenity for her. This moment this silence. Though there was not point. Existence was meaningless she was an accident in a lap she was meaningless. Yet to every one she was not. Hunter treated her like a person not a weapon he even went so far as treating her like his……daughter. She shook her head and pushed back her black hair that now laid on her back. “Some times you need to become as evil as ruthless as the enemy” she had hard that Hunter said it obviously she change around the words to fit her situation but the basis was the ultimate same. To defeat X23 she needed to be like her but not just like her worse. Could she do that? Could she become as perverse as that creature that was once her?

She knew that it would not be hard any way X23 was Talon and Talon X23. The transfer would not be impossible but it would be dangerous. “Once you cross the line there is no going back” she whispered and that was true. What if it was successful and she became the monster that she knew she was. What then would the monster to after X23 or would it do what it was trained to do? Talon did not know and she did not want to know “desperate times call for desperate pleasures” she said. The wind tossed her hair this way and that. She was struggling to figure out what to do and most of all she knew the ultimate consequences. “To kill X23 I would have to kill myself for I am X23 are one she is me and if part of me dies then I go with it”. This thought had been with her the moment Isaac had told her. She needed another way.

Slowly she got up and dusted herself off. She looked around every thing was where it last was. It had only bee a few months since the clone wars and this is where it ended for her. She began to walk further down the shore in search of it. The scents were still strong and she was able to find the location. She stood there a moment remembering what had happened how it happened and who was there. There was a large creator not to far off. She could see the black ash of what appeared to be a fire. A sigh escaped her pail red lips and she approached the center of it. She took one look and remembered it all like it was yesterday. This was the place it started and this would be the place where it would all end.

This was where Hyperion had tempted her into becoming a Red Lantern. In the mist of the clone wars she face another one. One that had marked her soul till this day. Akwa was there to that man his scent setting her of coerce. And to make things worse it was a full moon that night and she was feral with him. “I must have seemed crazy” she said to herself with a vague smile. It was almost funny looking back to that. She kept leaping onto Akwa for no reason other than to be on top of him. His scent was alluring to her and with the help of the full moon she was literally all over him. But she was glad he was there for if he was not who knows it might have been Simon not Akwa that she cling to. “Yes” she said. “This is where it happened.” She could still feel the burning that the Red ring had on her the pain and rage she still had that rage.

And most of all she remembered what he said to her those cold icy words that pierced her soul “There is a BEAST inside of you, little girl and it wants out. I can feel it's anger...it's pain...it's rage. Why do you keep your true self hidden behind this weak, frail human female form? Why do you deny the power of Rage that lies within you? Why not embrace it so that you might become a Red Lantern like myself? Why not become a wielder of the most powerful light in all the Universe? I speak, of course, about The Red Light of RAGE!” Why did she hide her true self like she did. Talon was not who Talon was or wanted to be even with out the anger Talon was a monster and demented little girl with no home. And now thinking back to that time she could see the truth in his words. He was her enemy , yes. But in a strange way he had taught her something about herself her true self that she never would have learned. That she was a monster and could never have a life.

“I know much about you little girl. I know that you feel like you are nothing more than a burden to your teammates. I know that you believe yourself to be worthless, that you truly have no place in this Universe, that you might be nothing more than just a clone of someone your so-called friends would rather have by their side then you. But I am here to tell you...that should you embrace the Rage in your Heart...and unleash your true self…….” “My true self” It had been long since she had said that about herself. She did not know what he true self was like any more. No. She did know. It was a weapon with no emotions it was a monster with not mercy. She shivered recalling it. It had been dormant for so long to awaken it is to awaken death itself on her.

“You will revolt...and you will lose EVERYTHING as the Universe begins to divide……..” Then the last words he said were the worst they were the ones that had tortured her “Simon...you must allow Talon to become a Red Lantern. Look, we may have never exactly seen eye-to-eye on...well anything really but that is aside the point! I have seen the future, if you stop her from becoming a Red Lantern then you will be signing everyone's death warrant! This girl...this Talon...she is a Nexus Being and inside that Nexus Being is a BEAST. An abominable creature that calls itself X-23." And that was it that was the truth she was a danger and now that nexus was loose and was going to kill every one weather it knew it or not "The reason I have recruited Talon into The Red Lantern Corps is so I can isolate this THING inside of Talon, remove it and then destroy it. If you stand in my way then the future I have spoke of...the one where Talon loses everything as The Universe divides...will come to pass and everyone will die. You, Me, Galactus...EVERYONE. Please...search your feelings...scratch that, read my mind and you will know that I speak only the truth. A storm is coming and Talon is the only one who can stop it………”

She had revolted she had lost almost every thing if not in this world. Yes she had the Wolf Pack how could she forget them but some times hard decisions needed to be made. And this would be one of the hardest that she would make. She swallowed and stood to her feet. The wolf Pack bases was not far from here. She sprinted off. It took her some time to fid it due to Hunter hiding it well since the team was not using it at the moment. Gladys since she was part of the trinity she had the assess codes. It was dark and cold but she was able to make her way through. So many memories in this place it would be sad for them to be the last. She made her way to her room she had left it in good condition. Pushing the door aside she opened one of her draws and pulled out a small box. She sighed a moment and stared at the cubical in her hand wondering if she could do this. Opening the lid the room filled with bright red light. Her eyes shimmered red as she stared at the Red Lantern ring. This was hers her first one the one that Hyperion tempted with her. And yes her soul had been corrupted by it for she could never find it in herself to destroy it.

She removed it and placed it in the palm of her hand and sat on her bed. A tear ran down her eye and she began to cry…..but only slightly. “So is this it” she turned her eyes to Isaac who stood at the door way. Looking back to the ring she answered “Yes it is”. Isaac sat beside her and placed hi arm around her like a broth and spoke “I am your guardian but becoming this is not what I wanted for you” she then looked at him. Her had been there and he still would but he had no idea what she had planed and she would not tell him “Don’t worry I’ll be fine….but Isaac.” He looked at her concerned “Yes?” “After the battle I need you to come back here fetch something..”. He eyed her peculiarly and asked “What and where is it” . Getting to her feet she only said “You’ll find it” and with one last look at him she slid the ring on her finger and became once more a Red Lantern.

It did not take her long to fine X23. For she could locate another Red Lantern easily and X23 was still using the ring as her. It was actually not as bad as she thought she felt free nothing like she thought it would be like. All that fear and nervousness for nothing. She found herself even questioning why X23 had to die but then the only part of Talon kept fighting the urge to leave X23. She needed to fine that devil and kill her. Gladly she still had some of the power of Gemini and was able to open a rift in space. At full speed she emerged and came face to face with The devil itself. She looked and could see a woman she knew her Feral Nova part of We Are Legend. She did not know hat happened but truly did not care the one thing she had on her mind was to kill and X23 was first on the list. With full speed she rammed toward her other half and grabbed her by the arm flinging her into the ash planet below. Talon could see that X23 was shocked at her desertion but that was the beauty of it.

There was a long pause and Talon thought that she had bested the beast but knew that to be untrue. She looked over to the fire goddess and was about to speak but before she could a large blast of red energy erupted from the planets surface. It hit Talon and pushed her with great force deeper into space. She could taste bile in her mouth anger taking over her actions. But she could not let the animal take over she needed to remain in control she needed to kill her. Placing both hands in front of her she flew with great swiftness back to X23. Her hair blowing rapidly in the speed that she was picking up. She could see that X23 was doing the same and in instants the two came to a head on collision. Both grabbed each others wrists tightly and glared at each other. “So my dear sister how does it feel” X23 asked with a smiled after a pause and digging her nails deeper into X23 arms she replied “It feels great!” With that Talon unleashed a blast of energy from her ring this time a giant hand that grabbed a hold of X23 and flung her back into her dead planet.

Instead of waiting Talon ascended on the grotesque planet. Every thing was dead there was nothing of any life plants water anything. There was no sing of X23 either this made Talon nervous. X23 was not the type to be defeated that easily she knew that. She soon knew that instant what was happening and quickly turned around but it was to late Talon soon felt a sting in her shoulder. As once again she stared into those black eyes of her sister. X23 had used that beast arm and dug it deep with in Talons shoulder ripping it right off. Talon let out a small cry and kicked X23 away. She fell to the floor clutching her bleeding shoulder. Blood ran out from it but it was not deadly. Though it would take time to heal. Diverting her eyes form her wound to see X23 standing over her. Her ring was powering up and she was about to fire. X23 smiled sinisterly and said “You have no one else to protect you no precious Simon, no Power Surge no one so now I as you any last words?”

"I'm the one that will destroy you" the man said as he smashed both feet into surge's chest hard enough to crush two of surge's ribs on his right side
"Ahhhh, dammit "  surge roared in pain from the impact but somehow managed to raise his agito with his right hand and bring it down quick enough to cut off the man's head "i'm the one that destroyed you" surge said as he sheathed his agito and flew off following her scent.  " surge i think that the only thing we can do is find talon and guard her from her enemies" Chaos said in surge's skull  "first we need to catch up to her then we can protect her" surge replied as he continued to fly towards her position. as he got closer surge picked up another scent this one smelled like rage, death  and destruction "chaos you smell that?"  "yeah I do, it smells like X23's nearby, be careful"
 while surge flew on he scanned his surroundings making sure that X23 couldn't take him by surprise. "it seems she after someone else ... Talon! she wants to kill Talon" surge said as he sped off as fast as he could toward talons position and put a hand on his agitos hilt where he  could easily unsheathe it in case he needed it

"If talon manages to absorb X23 then neither one would be destroyed and talon would be in control kinda like you" chaos whispered inside surge's skull
"shut up you know that X23 is way to strong for both of us to fight alone " surge said as he flew  until he noticed a silhouette, which caused him to run towards it  "Talon, is that you?"
he said as he ran towards the silhouette. just as he was about three feet from whoever it  the person turned around and slammed him in the face with both hands strong enough to knock him out.   "Talon!" surge yelled as he came to after about three hours of being unconscious.
 

With a new found resilience, powered more by hope, than vengeance and rage, Paragon unleashed his justice on the Yellow Corps leader. All the hits landed with surgical precision, cracking bones, and reorganizing organs, until Darkchild caught the knee. His grip was tremendous, and the Green Lanterns could feel his tendons ready to tear.

"I think that's enough. It's about time you took your head out of your a**" said an angered Darkchild, readjusting his neck. With lighting quick speed, Darkchild launched an elbow at Paragon's chin. Without a second to realize what was happening, Paragon took a brain rattling shot to hit face, dazing him slightly, followed by another kick to the same spot, as Darkchild flipped away, out of arm's reach through the depths of space. Paragon shook his head, trying to regain his composure, and stop the world around him from spinning. "How does it feel? The rage, the pure hatred. It feels good, filling you up with power huh? But think of this young one, if you had acted quicker and not sat by thinking of the what ifs your beautiful Tempest would still be around." grunted Darkchild between laboured breaths. For a second Paragon could almost swear he saw a glint of fear in the Yellow Corpsman's eyes, but it was quickly masked over by a wicked smile, as he he was gaining satisfaction from this.

"You and I both know that's not true, DC." replied Paragon. "If I acted faster, you would have only killed her sooner. You..."

[Unknown force approaching.]
[Power levels 204.6%]

Paragon was interrupted by the young hero, Slight, wielder of the Oracle Force, who was also wronged by the actions of Darkchild. "Darckchild, Leader of the Yellow Lantern Corps. You know nothing of my existence but you have sealed your fate for past actions. You killed so many people that day, including my family, and now you must pay for those transgressions. And I am the collector. The Oracle Force demands revenge."

Darkchild growled at the young hero, and launched a massive energy beam without breaking eye contact with Paragon. The two stared each other down for what seemed like ages, until Darkchild made the first move. "Paragon, you're right. This ends now. The human appearance is such a pain to keep up in this kind of battle. Time it let it all out." With a fearsome roar, the demon unleashed his true form. Darkchild nearly doubled in size, as he twisted and contorted into a gruesome freak.

As the transformation was occurring, a small green light raced through space, and stopped in front of Paragon. Without notice, it produced an image of Nighthunter, his partner for their sector, telling his last will and testament. "Damn." thought Paragon. "There goes some good backup."

Another mighty bellow from the demon alerted Paragon to the oncoming rush. "Hello, Demon." muttered Paragon, watching the massive yellow sword wielded by the demon. The blade moved quickly, aiming for Paragon's vitals, but Paragon was moving faster.

[Power levels 210.3%]

"Slight! Get in here! Give me a hand! Simon, get close! You're ring drains his! Let's tilt this fight in our favour!" he called back to the other heroes, before getting clocked by a massive right fist from the demon, sending him tumbling through space. "Alright freak! Meet my godless killing machines!" Aiming his ring, he fired, creating a pack of massive grizzly bears, each a good head taller than the demon. The bears rushed at Darkchild, with a berserker rage and mighty roar, ready to maul.

He watched as the light seemed to tear apart Warsman from the inside out. His cloths and skin seemed to sizzle and pop from the aura shined upon him. In a fit of rage and hate he harbinger leaped into the air towards Andy "I'M BETTER THAN YOU!!!". Tearing away he attacked the leader of the Ice Dragons with reckless abandon. Clawing, punching, scratching, and pounding away with a feverish intent of death and mayhem. Blow after blow came down upon Andferne as he relinquished the light in an effort to shield himself from the massive blows of the Red Lantern. Pound for pound he continued with the onslaught of blows, his furry knowing no ends as the seconds passed into minutes and there was no sign of him slowing. Finally breaking the distance and now able to regain his composure Andy glared at the dark beast. His chest was heaving up and down from exhaustion, blood dripped down from his left eye as it began to swell shut. Bruises and blood were splattered all across the Star Spangled Hero as he once again surveyed the ongoing war around him.

A flash of green light entered the area, it's green streak revealing that it was headed straight their way. At first Andy thought that it was assistance on the way, but soon realized the object was far too small to be another lantern, but was in fact another Ring. The message played out before him, Andy seemed to be lost in the moment, forgetting all that was around him as the stuff settled in, his words whispering "No, Nighthunter.....". Then the final words from the ring called out “Andy Summers aka Andferne, you have been chosen by Jake Hamilton aka Nighthunter as his successor as one of the new Green Lanterns of space sector 2814, do you accept?” "I do" the ring slipped around his finger in which the blue was placed. In seconds the colors began to swirl and blend together in a greenish blue tint. Andy could once again feel the power surging in his body as all the wounds seemed to not matter. This war had just cost him his dearest of friends, a rival, a team mate, a brother. Just as Andy was about to strike out against Warsman in his counter attack he felt another disturbance in the Light spectrum. His rings conveying what it was that he had felt "Renegade".

The rings confirmed that the Living battery was no more. Although the cause of death is still unknown without the battery all rings would be in dire need of recharging or be left on life support power only. Oranges, Reds, Greens, all the rings now stuck in this raging war would be drained in a matter of moments. In his death Renegade Lantern gave the Blue Lanterns their tactical advantage in winning this war. His actions allowed them to finish what it was he started out so long ago. For every ring would be de-powered to life support only soon, all except for the Blues who were indeed powered by Hope. In doing so any and every Green Lantern in the area would still be powered fully by the Blues Light. This was it, the Light War would come to an End!

"Face it Warsman, you have lost. Even now your ring powers down while mine stays elevated. You have been charged with countless acts of Murder and acts against the Galactic treaty. The Council of New Oa will judge you" With all of the power granted to him from the Oracle that Slight willed him, the composite Lantern floated up into the air. Willing this power to come forth and take over his body. His visor flickered alive with energy, but it was not the familiar crimson red that shined from the visor. Instead an oceanic blue blazed out from underneath. Summoning all that was given to him he lashed out with the cosmic power, creating what appeared to be a tidle wave of epic proportions to come crashing towards Warsman. The effect was a entombing cold that would place the vile villain in a stasis, trapping him inside an icy coffin until his fate was decided by others. Then calling forth the power of thunder and lightning Andy summoned the power of the Gods. A blinding lightning bolts streaked down towards Warsman location, its effect harmless and just meant as a means to transport him in the middle of New Oa, where they kept their dreadest of adversaries.

Looking around he could see the war shifting heavily in their favor now. All Lanterns except for the Blues and Greens closest to them were shutting down, capable of little more than just flight and life support. Andy could feel the power of the Oracle had left him, he had used up every ounch he was given to try that last tactic, to lock away the threat that tried to doom them all.

Power left him, replacing itself with nothingness and an empty void. Warsman felt cold, the choking sensation brought by the vacuum of space. He looked around at his aura --- it was leaving him as well. The ring was dying. Without the enormous amounts of bloodshed it had grown accustomed to, it was slowly starving to death. Warsman, for the first time in perhaps a month, began to question why he plucked it out of the air that fateful morning. He gazed back at Andferne, who was rising like a great angel from the water to tell of Hell's vengeance against the Czar.

"Face it Warsman, you have lost. Even now your ring powers down while mine stays elevated. You have been charged with countless acts of murder and acts against the Galactic Treaty. The Council of New Oa will judge you."

It was then that the water touched the soil of the rock, washing away sediment and freezing what Warsman had melted with his aura of fire and hate. The Czar raised his hands, his lungs threatening to collapse from the ring's erasing influence. It was taking him with it. He would die before his trial, or what Andferne promised to be a trial.

"I hope you will be there, Andferne. I want to hear your side of the story."

Hope.

The ring hated him for saying that word. It nibbled at his finger, making him bleed. But he couldn't feel its teeth that were digging into his flesh and mind. He was losing contact with it. He was losing contact with his life support. His chest collapsed as the cold overtook him, the water drowning his body and making his face numb with a freezing sensation. He fell to the ground, his back not entirely touching the wet soil. He seemed so peaceful in the ice, in his limp state and in his torn nakedness. The ring had ripped itself from his body, crumbling to dust as it did so. The artifact had been frozen with him, about an inch away from what was its perch moments ago. Red ice formed in front of his face and he closed his eyes.

His mind wandered, sending random images of smiling women, barking dogs, or happy birds along a frequency he no longer recognized.

"It's pretty...damn ironic isn't...isn't it, Andy?"

It was the last thing leaving his mind before the frequency was cut from unconsciousness and he slept.

Slight was brushed of by the leader of the Yellow Lanterns. Thinking to himself, “How dare he” His mind really tripping on what had just happened. Then a burst of bright yellow energy came his way. This was defiantly meant as a distraction, so it was not particularly well aimed. It shot past him, as he dodged out of the way. If it had hit him, then it would have done damage, but that was not the intentions of the shot. Just then a vision came to him. It was blurry at first but then it cleared up, like he was looking through the persons eyes, as if he was the person.

The vision was this, as Slight saw through the eyes of Andferne, leader of the Ice Dragons, fighting Warsman, the leader of the Red Lantern corps. A bright blue flash came over the surface of his eyes; Andy was using the Oracle energy. Quite masterfully I might add. Through his eyes he saw a massive wave crashing down over Warsman, extinguishing his red light, and freezing him in place. Then the vision came to an end as the Oracle energy left Andferne and returned to Slight.

“I am now whole again” he said mumbling. Paragon was now faced with a different foe. During time that he was entranced, Darkchild had changed into something different, obviously more powerful, and even more willing to kill. Paragon yelled out “Slight…Get Over here!” And with that he was off to take his revenge. A familiar face came also, it was Simon Williams, another blue lantern, member of the Ice Dragons. Now there was no chance for Darkchild to win, and Slight thought he might revel in it for just one moment.

“Darkchild I will have you know that you are now the last of the evil force that took part in intiating this war of light. Yes…the red lanterns are no more, Warsman, Andferne, with the help of the Oracle energy, defeated their leader, and has brought an end to their bloodthirsty brutality. Right now I can only imagine what your feeling right now. To know that you are truly alone right now as your comrades continue to fight to their death, you are alone, and they will not come to help you. It is over…for you that is.”

Not waiting for anything to be said, Slight began his attacked, the first of many. It was a burst of telekinetic energy. It shot out and took the shape of a serpent, but at the moment its guidance was not willed correctly as he was starting another attack. This should be the last effort, along with Simon and Paragon’s attack, DC should not be able to escape from the inevitable demise. The next assault was a barrage of water jets. As the Oracle almost anything was possible, including the creation of water. Using this wonderful ability, Slight created a river like mass of water. The pressure from his, along with everything else that was put on the plate of DC, would no doubt bring him to his knees. It was similar in mass to the attack that took out the great Warsman, leader of the Red Lanterns. Even in his current state he would never be able the shear amount of pressure from all three that were against him.

A voice came nowhere. A voice familiar in tone, but lost in the confusion. “Avery…Avery!!!” There, it was the voice of his mother. But how could that have been, she was dead, Darkchild had made sure of that. At first he thought it might have been a trick of some kind, a last bid to get to him by DC, but somehow he knew that it was not. Again the voice came, “Avery, It is me, It is your mother. Answer me, call to me.” “Mom?” “Yes dear, I’m hear, it’s alright.” “How…how can this be, your…” “Dead, yes I know, but I want you to know that I, we, are all fine, I know it sounds cliché but we are all in a better place now.”

“Mom, I did so many terrible things, I can’t stand to even think about.” The vision was enhanced, as his trance deepened, and his mother’s voice became more, it became a person, a spirit. “I know, and I also know that it was not you, and I love you, and although it is not my forgivness you need, I give that to you as well.” The spirit of his mother disappeared, and everything returned to normal, or at least as normal as thing were at the time. While he was in his trance, time seemed to stop, and everything else vanished, it was just them two. In just those few seconds they shared, Slight felt cleansed, truly free from his past. He knew that he was now able to move on. With his mother, his entire family watching him, knowing all this, he came to a decision.

He could not take part in the killing of another while he was in control of what he could do. That was it, his attacks were dealt, and his revenge was taken. He’d helped out where he could, and now there was came the hardest thing he’d ever have to do in his lifetime. Forgive the man that took everything away from him. For a moment he did not think it possible, but knew that it was. Slight took a deep breath, and opened his mind. He did not want to say this out loud, for the sole reason of that it would sound like words of betrayal to Paragon and Simon. But it was necessary.

Telepathically he connected with Darkchild. “What you did was wrong, and in turn I did wrong, but now that is over, it is time that the past be just that, the past. Although you may not even know the meaning of the words I am about to speak to you, I want you to know that I mean every one of them. I forgive you”

And just like that, it was done. He slowly left the fight, as not to be noticed. Slight had done the unthinkable, and now his journey on the road of redemption was complete. His best foot was forward. As he looked around at the carnage that he’d taken part in he whispered “I’m sorry.”

The darkness of space was the canvas of his latest master piece, He watched as King Hyperion ran with his tail between his legs, “Well this was not as fun as I expected.” Watching the battle rage between the lanterns Arrow sighed, He had watched battles before but none as colourful as what was happening in front of him. Red’s, Green’s and blues all collided with an array of yellow and sapphire. The darkest depths of space exploded in a mix of magical light that no being had ever seen before and even with this sceptical in front of him Arrow was not impressed. Darkchild was now battling more then perhaps even he could handle and Arrow sighed. There was nothing of interest in helping his old friend this whole battle seemed to be a prelude to something greater, Something that may change the path of every world and here he was the most dangerous being to walk the earth since Zeus himself came down and bore that Demi God of his and here he stands unprepared for the war ahead. Lifting his pale finger the ivory of his teeth bore into the tender white skin and with a wild shake of his head e tore a thin layer of flesh. Several droplets of blood began to fill the airless void of space, each one connecting with the other to show the outline of a door and then within a blink a real door took its place. Lying there as if a mocking all these god like mortals around him. Even with there rings he doubted they could create something so real in the most unusual of places.

As a slim pale hand reached out and turned the brass knob of the, the Snow white door began to creek open as he smiled even the depths of space seemed a little chillier as he left the battle behind. As he stepped out the other side Arrow had changed his appearance. His white long hair was now short and blonde, His black pin stripped suit was now a white plain suit with a black shirt and red tie, His blue eyes had changed to red and now had a small tint of gold hidden behind them. The exit of the door lead to the resting place Renegade Lantern, One of Arrows greatest adversaries and here he lay dead before him. No one had seen him a spell was cast after entering the door, one most magic user learn on their third lesson. Have you ever caught a movement or a flash of something out the side of your eye but when you turn to look nothing is there? This is ho magic users travel the world, the spell hides them from view but every so often a human with a little magic in them will catch a movement and when you stare you see nothing, the trick to magic is not to focus and allow it to flow, If you focus to hard you will never see what is coming.

Arrow stood over the body and ran a hand over his former enemies face as if greeting a former lover “It is a shame to see you like this” he leaned in his face just an inch away from RL lifeless lips “I often wondered if it would be you to kill me” now tracing RL lips with one of is fingers Arrow smiled, spinning round where he stood Arrow now had his back to RL “But look at you weak, Weak and gone whatever will we do now, Did you know that you are something special something this world needs in order to survive, “No doubt you had your own plans but sadly very few of us control our real destiny”. Now back at RL’S side Arrow bowed his head and dropped to his knees “ay your Kingdom of holiness, Justice, truth and integrity reign over the land. Thy Will be done on earth as it is in Heaven” Arrow knew what was coming as he felt the wind of change in the room “It seems I have been discovered” he said as he stood lifting the body of his nemesis over his shoulder “Well lets not wait for the heavens to fall on us after all you are the next messiah” arrow began to laugh as he slipped back into the shadows. As he left a blinding light filled the room and a group of ten angels all stood lances drawn with out saying a word to each other they nodded and vanished again.

For never was a story of more woe.....

The army

The dark army stood ready to attack, rings glowing with power that would outlast all others now that the battery was gone. The dark knight Lord’s Angel turned to look over his army before they came upon the worlds like locust filling the sky and blocking out the sun. His eyes scanned the horizon seeing waves upon waves of soldiers ready to kill and destroy all that stood before him.

Our time has come! We the will take, kill and destroy all who stand in our way…. He went on his voice carrying over the thousands bringing anticipation to those ready to battle. This eyes glowed with a blackness of nothing. His heart was cold as space as he stood on the on the dark side of the moon his army hiding in the shadow of night. Death will come by my hand…. Black rings held high in the sky, his command over them was perfect. Or was it? His words skipped a beat as he saw with his perfect eyes a single hand not raised; a small person in the back of his armies with their face hiding under the cloak of the Black Lantern.

His eyes could not escape the one who did not fall under his command. His heart fell with only one thought. Only one could deny his call, only one could withstand his might. Never did he want this, never did he want to face her, not in life……NEVER in death. His heart leap with joy, with a chance to see her. But to look into his face meant only one thing Death. He was no longer a man, or warrior, or king that he had once been. He could no longer look with her with loving arms to wrap her in or lay with her in bed and sleep away the day. To look into his face now was to see death.

The lover

He stepped into the shadow and came out the other side. He found the man he was looking for in a crater wings smashed and his hands covering his face. Oh brother that I never had….why do you cry so? His voice chilled the air and a mist began to gather at his presence. He stood above the man who he had battled for years with only pity in his heart. If you truly have become death…..then you know why. His voice was barely above a whisper, not ever looking The Angel of Death in the eye. I have seen your beloved….your wife. She …..has died. Hawk’s heart broke a final time as he lay in the field trying to die himself. Lord’s Angel left his counterpart lying in the field and he could hear the tears as he stepped back into the shadows and disappeared.

The sacrifice

Stepping in front of the only one who could defy him a smile broke across his face. She would be his and only his finally. His heart leap with joy as he imagined all bowing at his feet with her standing at his side. No one would stand in his way, all would fall at the hand of the Angel of Death. He stood before her and pulled back the hood that covered her face. It was really her, the one he would give up everything for, his queen to be. But as she looked up at him, he could see tears running down her face. He knew at soon as he saw the tears streaks that they would never end. She would cry rivers for the ones she had left behind. Her heart would break everyday thinking about them, her son, her daughter, her husband who lay in a field sharing tears for each other.

He would give anything for her and everything to keep her. With a spreading of his wings he rose high above his army, the whole of the Black Lantern Corp. He overlooked the whole of it all, his Corp and out into the stars. All that would be his stood in front of him, as if bowing to his will. You were never meant to rule it all. The Watcher spoke to him with a whisper. But I could have couldn’t I? He looked at the ancient one and back out into the abyss. Oh yes. All would fall at your hand. A slight smile broke across Lord’s Angel face. He could rule all.

The gift

Turning from the vastness of space he looked out over the vast army waiting for his command. He rose his ring high above his head and with one word he changed everything. Come. One after one the Black Lantern’s began to fall. The rings pulled off their fingers and the men wearing them crumpled to the ground at once. Ring by ring flew into his being absorbed making his glow brighter and brighter until there was no one standing but two.

I will give you this ring without any hesitation my Lord. She said tears still rolling down her face. No my love it is I who will give you my ring. I will always love you, in life and in death. I will give it all up for you. Everything for just one kiss. He placed the Black Lantern ring in her hand which was now a glowing gold and with a long kiss gave his life to her. My life for yours.

The reunion

She stepped out of the shadows and into a field. Slipping off the black cloak that she wore, her white dress blew in the wind. Barefoot she walked silently until she found him laying on his back with his hands over his face. Bending down she put her hand on his arm gently stroking it. Opening his eyes his only thoughts broke his lips. An Angel…. Her smile was easy as she tease him. I’m not the one with wings. He pulled her down onto him and they kiss for what seemed to be eternity. They walked back home hand in hand, I’m still killing Andy. She punched him in the ribs. Nice ring.

It all happened so fast, the heroes their strengths doubled, then trippled. He hadnt anticipated thier powers and as Warsmans signature vanished he could feel the energies around him dissipate. Looking to his ring he barks at it as the attacks from Paragon and Slight hurtle towards me "What is going on? Why do I feel as if my powers being drained." And with attitutde the ring barked back "Because your a fool. And as a fool, you will fall. All the power is gone from within me, All I have enough power for is to keep you sustained for a few hours. Farewell, for once a worthy bearer to instill. Farewell." Darkchilds body became still as Simon slammed his fist into his back, a surge of pain echoed throughout his body, the energy his ring gave him all but gone he had no cushioning. And then Simons arms wrapped around his and pinned them behind him, he screamed to the others to attack attempting to sacrafice himself for them.

The combined attacks of Paragon and Slight slam into Darkchild, the force of Slights power peeling layers of skin from his body as he screams in agony. He can feel Simon damaged himself as he held on tight to Darkchild. Echoes of pain sounded in the silent vacant space, then with a mighty surge of power Darkchild screamed "NO! You will not win! So help me, If I am going down I am bringing the lot of you with me." Breaking an arm free from Simons grasp he stretched it out and using the last remaining energy of the ring and his own dark arts he opened a portal large enough to bring down the entire quadrant of space. Breaking free finally from Simon his body was battered and he was floating in space without a source of air, gritting his teeth with his breath held he soard towards Simon bringing his fist up and slamming it towards the mighty mans chin. Then turning to Paragon he smiled letting his breath go he spoke "Save the people of this Quadrant or...take me out. Your choice." Then burning with energy he stood screaming as he smiled "You think I was relying simply on the rign this whole time? No your all fools, I have been siphoning the energies of the fallen corpsmen. Your all fools." The portal slowly began to grow and Darkchild began to tremble with power. His body returning to normal as his powering up sucked all the remaining power he had for one final attack "Like I said Me or the people around you. I say their are two trillion lives in this entire Quadrant." Lifting his almost decaying arm a large ball of energy bursts from it and soars to the portal an slams into it.

A loud boom sounds all around them, and the portal begins to almost burn away and Darkchild bellows in laughter "F@#k You!" and the portal soon turns into a massive black hole sucking in all that is around it. Drained Darkchild took his ring off and opened a small portal in front of him, the brightness of the other side he looked back at Paragon "If I come back....please have a family. Killing those around you is most fun." And with that his eyes turn white as he falls forward into the portal back to Earth. Landing hard onto the ground his life is all but gone, he goes into a induced coma hoping to heal.

With her eyes focused on X-23, her attention was shifted to Nighthunter who began to make his way to the Co-Wal leader. Lowering his defense down, she stood back up, lowering her indigo flames as she saw the look in his eyes. Before he spoke, she already knew what he was planning. However, she stayed silent, and allowed the hero to speak.

"I'm sorry that I have to leave you alone with Talon, but I'm sure that you have more than enough power and skill to win this fight." His words made her slightly smile as she nod her head.

"Dont worry about me, I dont see any sewer lines around here." She joked, regarding to her past battle with him.

Right then a burst of his lantern energy that seemed to simply cancel out the blaring red energy coming at them. Taking flight he made his way towards Hyperion, the two warriors exchanging silence for a few seconds. The entire time Nova's eyes were at Talon, she could feel the pain inside her heart as she watched her love stand before Nighthunter. "so evil has a heart..." Nova whispered to herself as she turned back to Hunter, a huge sphere surrounding himself and Hyperion.

"Ring, teleport us to the Vega System." he spoke with no hesitation, or fear as a small portal was created, the two lanterns of different kinds began to make their way towards the portal, and then... the two were gone.

Nova stood tall as she stayed silent, she knew another great hero had fallen for the safety of mankind. Lowering her head in a sign of respect, she whispered to herself. "How many more must die to finish this?"

Right then she heard Talon speak, her voice was sharp, and intimidating. "You have power, great power... You are the Fire Goddess or that is what they call you... I mean, WOULD have called you."

Nova chuckled as she looked back up at Talon, her eyes a bit red from trying to keep herself from being overcome with multiple emotions at once. "First off, get the name right." She then got into a stance, her hands to her hips as she made a smirk. "I am Feral Nova!" She then threw her right arm in the air. "Fire Goddess of TOTAL AWESOMENESS!" She yelled out with a smile on her face.

“I have come to know many creatures yet you surprise me, there was no need for you to come for one hero dying was enough, then one hero and a villain dying was over enough….but you were persistent and came to help your friend well your on your own now….” she then saw it, all this time of trying to keep herself like a block of ice, and a hit of sorrow was shown. "As well as I."

Stephanie stayed silent, she knew speaking right now wouldnt do any good. Standing a bit longer, looking into the eyes of her opponent, Talon spoke yet again.

“But our battle will not take place on mortal lands at least not in the eyes of men”.Her right hand suddenly appeared to be some sort of demonic limb, leaving Steph's eyes widen with curiosity. 'What did I get myself into?' she thought to herself as shadow of energy began to surround her and digging into her very soul, making the hairs on the hero's neck, stand on ends. Then Talon began to chant something, nothing that the young hero had ever heard before but she could tell whatever she was saying... wasnt going to be good for the fire goddess. Then suddenly the two were teleported to another world, a world that filled with ruins, darkness, lifeless, and bare. The silence around the two lingered as Nova's eyes wondered around the area.

"Oh... this... this is going to be all bad." Nova mumbled to herself as she heard Talon speak again.

"I, Selice Atros Gwenawach, the daughter of the unknown one will fight you." Talon spoke coldly.

"Selice?" Nova spoke to herself. as she could feel another wave of emotion hit her from Talon, pain... sorrow... and... maybe even a hit of regret. Stephanie then lowered her head once more as she looked down at her Ring. "There was a need for me to be here, even if it wasnt for what I wanted... I still have a purpose. I am here for a reason, that reason is to help you. You dont have to risk, sacrificing your own life, for an already massacre of a war." She looked back at Talon. "I feel your pain, you may not want to show it, or allow others to know, but I FEEL it. Just... dont do what your thinking, emotions make you do things you regret, dont do something else that you'll regret."

Talon then spoke again, more anger in her voice. "You don't want to kill, well if you are to survive, you will have to!" Selice spoke as she suddenly began to charge at Nova, pulling her hand filled with her shadow energy back, ready to smash it into Steph as the hero burst with indigo energy like fire, making a shield with her ring and pulling back her own fist as Selice suddenly stopped, her attention away from Nova as she too looked in the same direction.

Shock filled Nova, that was radiating off of X-23, as Talon was seen stepping between the two fighters. Gasping from surprise herself, Nova smiled as she saw the member of Wolf Pack, one of Hunters right hand members. Then, the smile faded as she took a step back. Rage filled Talons heart, and Nova then knew... she had a Red Lantern Ring.

"Sh!t... and there I thought the cavalry had arrived." Nova whispered to herself as the two engaged in a brutal combat the instant that Talon made her appearance. The two exchanged bone crushing blows as they echoed throughout the dead plant. Leaving Stephanie standing with goosebumps running all over her body. "Why didnt I just go to New Oa..." She mumbled to herself as the smell of blood filled the air, causing Nova's head to shoot towards the source... Talon. Her body hit the ground, now without one of her arms and with Selice standing over her, ready to deliver a deadly blow.

“You have no one else to protect you no precious Simon, no Power Surge no one so now I as you any last words?” The evil sister spoke, the two warriors not too far away from Nova.

With a sigh mumbled to herself. "Hello?! What happend with 'I, Selice Atros Gwen... something, the daughter of the unknown thing will fight you'? huh?!" And with that she once again burst into her indigo flames and burst forward towards the two siblings. "But yeah, I got some last words for you!" She rose her ring towards her face.
"Through bitter tears and sorrow deep,
May our gentle light heal all who weep,
While worlds may burn and armies rage,
We shall give kindness in the darkest age.
The Indigo light!"
and with that Nova rushed towards X-23, her indigo flames rushing behind her as she moved faster than she had ever had before. Throwing her fist out with her ring, she shot out a temporary paralyzing energy blast, the energy itself wouldn't harm X-23, only stun her long enough for her to help Talon and get her back on her feet as she also tackled her down. But because of the sudden impact, this caused the demon girl to shoot her own red energy right into Nova's upper chest.

The blast pierced through her body, she could feel her insides burn and melt with each other, causing it to burn other major organs inside her body. The power of the blast left a three inch hole inside her chest. Whatever was left of her lungs and heart could be seen, still beating as Nova slowly rose up from the ground, blood spilling out of her chest, trying to gasp for air that she couldnt seem to get in due to her massively damaged and practically missing lungs, she couldnt even scream in pain, just grit her bloody teeth and grunting in pain. Coughing up blood and chunks of her lungs Nova heaved over, her body trembling, going through shock as her eyes began to go slowly go blurry.

With the smell of burned flesh and blood lingering in the air, Nova rubbed her eyes, trying to restore the vision as a massive wave of pain was screaming inside her."D-damn it... T-tha..ts... wha-t I ge-t... for ru..shing." Nova mumbled as she turned to Talon, who was still on the ground. "Y-you ok?" She placed her left hand over her chest, trying and failing to control the massive bleeding, as she began to walk over to Talon, stumbling as her skin began to grow a deathly pale white. "D-dont mo..move." She said as she turned her head, spat out some more tissue and blood and faced Talon again. "L-let me help." She pushed out her right hand, her indigo ring lighting up with energy as she pointed at the massive shoulder wound. Her healing light stopping the bleeding, and closing the wound up with no problem and within only a few seconds. Pulling the ring away she could feel the pain slowly melting away, her body becoming slowly numb... Nova had felt this before back with her first major battle with Sha... when she killed her. "D-dont let... your own darkness... consume you Talon. Yo-u a-are strong..er than that. Sh-ow her... what true p-power is... instead of b-becoming on...e... wi-ith the d-dar..kness... light it up with..." She then pointed at Talons chest, towards her heart. "t-this..." She then smirked as she suddenly gasped for air, breathing becoming more of a strain. "Light... up... the darkness... but... dont sink... t-o her, level... y-you have so much more to live for... you... hav-e th..o..s..e.. w-h..o care... a..nd l-ov..e y...o...u..." With that Nova's eyes grew dark as her indigo light faded, her eyes began to roll back and her body fell limp, falling on the ground with a 'thump' her body was surrounded with her own blood.

With her body lying there a for a moment, with no sign of life, but almost as a sign of hope, a dim indigo light surrounded her body, as her body seemed to be slowly turning into a pile indigo dust, slowly drifting off into space, leaving nothing but the pool of blood in her place and the small impact she had in the fight.

Earth, Los Angeles, WAL HQ

Nurse Hope was busy rushing around the massive We Are Legend Headquarters as today was yet another immunization day, trying to get the newer members who joined the team, caught up in their injections. In her room, getting syringes and medications ready, a dim glow of indigo light filled the room behind her. Slowly turning around she was met with a lifeless Feral Nova. Letting out a scream of fear and surprise she backed away from a moment, trying to figure out what was going on, but quickly took action. Calling a Code Blue a whole medical team came rushing into the room, and took the young fire goddess into the intensive care unit of the building. After working several hours on Stephanie Ardor, Nurse Hope came walking out of the room with blood stains all over her body, as well as a sigh of exhaustion.

She was greeted by another WAL member, Alexa Torrez, Aka Cover, who worked in the Blacks Ops department of the team. A loyal team member and friend of the injured hero.

"Well?" Cover stood, waiting for Hope's answer.

"She's... amazingly not dead, but she's hanging by a thread. Her major internal organs, have been damaged. We are unable to surgically help her, she's going to have to go into a chronic liquid state, and heal on her own. The damage is too extensive and her body is too complex for me to even try anything but keep her simply stabilized. I dont even have rough blueprints from N.O.V.A Industries to try and go by." She peeled off the bloody gloves and sighed. "I think, the only thing that's keeping her alive, is that Indigo Ring that I cant seem to get off."

"About how long will it take for her to heal?" Cover asked as her chest began to tighten up.

Hope stayed silent for a moment as she tried to calculate the time in her head, only to shake her head and stammer. "I-I dont know... two, three months? Maybe more? Its too hard to say, but even when she is done, we still have to do work on her, so that itself will take even more time to heal. And she may even have some perminant brain damage and respatory complications." She ran her fingers through her brown hair.

"Whatever Nova did out there... I hope it was worth it." Cover said as she walked off to tell the news to the rest of the WAL members who were present in the HQ.