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legionmissions2016-07-08 01:00 am
wieldtherainbow) wrote in legionmissions2016-07-08 01:00 am
IN BRIGHTEST DAY - Mod Plot [LOG POST | 2 | IN BLACKEST NIGHT]
Who| Everyone involved in the plot
What| A space battle
Where| In the space sector around Cargg
When| If relevant, like if you want to note it's after an event.
Warnings/Notes| Things may get violent/gory!
Unfortunately, even the last Green Lanterns didn't know where the yellows or reds had hidden their central power batteries. Their long lost bases were still lost to the universe. That meant the only way to find them was to wait for them to attack.
In the space sector around the planet Cargg, reports of an asteroid mining freighter getting attacked clued the Legion and their allies into where the yellows were. By the time they got there, the red Lanterns had also joined in -- attacking all comers, including the yellows themselves. As the different groups of Lanterns collided in combat, the deaths started almost instantly. New rings started seeking owners, including those of the reds and yellows.
By now, they'd all received at least enough basic training with their rings to function in battle, and they all still had use of their normal powers.
A squad of Green Lanterns led by Kilowog gathered around the freighter, trying to shield it from attack.
"Listen up, poozers!" Kilowog called out to his greens, leading them into the fight and setting up a perimeter. "We need to give this ship time to evac. Hold the line! If it's yellow or red, it's not getting through!"
Kid Quantum, wielding a blue ring, called out to the Legionnaires, "We need to protect that freighter! Everyone move in to support the greens. Hit and run tactics! Hit 'em fast and hit 'em hard. Let's go, Legion!"
What| A space battle
Where| In the space sector around Cargg
When| If relevant, like if you want to note it's after an event.
Warnings/Notes| Things may get violent/gory!
Unfortunately, even the last Green Lanterns didn't know where the yellows or reds had hidden their central power batteries. Their long lost bases were still lost to the universe. That meant the only way to find them was to wait for them to attack.
In the space sector around the planet Cargg, reports of an asteroid mining freighter getting attacked clued the Legion and their allies into where the yellows were. By the time they got there, the red Lanterns had also joined in -- attacking all comers, including the yellows themselves. As the different groups of Lanterns collided in combat, the deaths started almost instantly. New rings started seeking owners, including those of the reds and yellows.
By now, they'd all received at least enough basic training with their rings to function in battle, and they all still had use of their normal powers.
A squad of Green Lanterns led by Kilowog gathered around the freighter, trying to shield it from attack.
"Listen up, poozers!" Kilowog called out to his greens, leading them into the fight and setting up a perimeter. "We need to give this ship time to evac. Hold the line! If it's yellow or red, it's not getting through!"
Kid Quantum, wielding a blue ring, called out to the Legionnaires, "We need to protect that freighter! Everyone move in to support the greens. Hit and run tactics! Hit 'em fast and hit 'em hard. Let's go, Legion!"
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"Yes, come to me children."
Another tendril whipped out around Dipper's ankle now that he'd freed himself from the rock crusher, and he slammed him against a metal railing.
"Try to fight. It's always so much better when you fight."
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Stopping: not so much.
The tendril did exactly as intended, catching him by the ankle, and he slammed into the ground with a yell.
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While he slammed Sam against a particular bit of mining equipment, he used his ring to patch up the hull, causing the section they were in to fill up with air again.
"No good, no good," he said of the hull. "You need to breathe. Screams over a commlink just won't do. Sooo much better ringing through the air, yes."
He turned to Sam. "Don't try using your powers, boy. That's a Vessic power collector. Must be ancient to these people, yes. It will just drain your power away."
He turned to Dipper, who had finally gotten to his feet and was glowing with blue telekinetic energy.
"And you -- if you use your power, I kill him." The tendrils tightened around Sam. "Crush him like a Chuuvu fruit. Do you want to see his insides? No? Then power down. No rescuing him. No fighting me. No escape for you. No calling for help -- don't think I don't know you're trying. Crackling on the commlines, but the equipment is giving off interference. I chose this place for a reason. I chose you for a reason."
As Dipper's face fell, the corners of his eyes crinkled in delight.
"There it is. The fear. The helplessness. That's why it's always better with two. One to threaten, one to kill. One to die, one to watch-- before their own turn, at least. It's so beautiful. So beautiful seeing that fear on your little tiny faces -- the younger the better, but you're a young one, aren't you. So young for a Green Lantern. Come closer."
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They were too tight. He just wasn't sure he'd be fast enough. Even if he lashed out and hit the Lantern, what if he crushed Sam reflexively? Dipper couldn't do it, he didn't have enough faith in his own abilities.
The Lantern brushed his fingers along the line of Dipper's jaw, tilting his head to take in all the fear on his face. Dipper cringed and looked around for something, anything that he could use, but found nothing.
"Sam, what do I do?!"
He wasn't the one who'd done this superheroing thing before, and Sam was young, but Dipper was younger. Right now, it was more obvious than ever how young he was. Instead of the confident hero he'd started to become as a Legionnaire, he sounded like the scared barely-older-than-twelve-year-old that he was, and asked Sam for help the same way Sam's own little sister might've.
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But here, he had his helmet on. The limiting force on his powers was something else entirely. And he didn't have backup.
He had to do something.
"Don't you dare," he snarled, trying to charge up despite Romat-Ru's words. Evil lied all the time. Maybe this thing wasn't really a power collector. Maybe he could at least outpace however it sucked things out, even if it actually did work as advertised...
He couldn't. The glow of the Nova Force around him, normally almost blindingly bright, was dim and barely visible no matter how fast he tried to call it up. And despite his best efforts, he was having no luck in wrenching himself free.
"Just - hit him, Dipper, pretend I'm not even here!"
It was going to hurt like hell, but that was nothing new. If this guy got both of them, and if he kept going...
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Romat-ru tilted his head at Dipper.
"I could never do such a thing with the children I killed before -- if I released one of my little witnesses the authorities would've found found me sooner, certainly. But I can do that now. And you don't know, do you. You can't know for sure if I'm telling the truth or not. Because this is my game and two dead children, or one dead and the other alive and broken from what he's seen, might please me equally. That's your hope. That one death is enough -- and like all fools that give into weakness, you'd prefer that death was yours."
When Dipper stayed frozen in place, making it clear he was still hesitating on fighting back, still frozen by his fear and uncertainty, Romat-ru suddenly used his ring to bind his hands to nearby railing. Constructs of different...tools started floating in the air, replicated from back before he had his ring.
"Remember, it must be pretty. You must die pretty. Pretty sights, pretty little noises. That's the only way I'll spare your little friend. You have to hurt enough to make up for him going free. You have to hurt enough that it hurts him just to watch you."
With that, he picked a sparking yellow tool that was the construct equivalent of a soldering torch.
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"Sam, I can't, I can't --"
He couldn't do something that got Sam killed. Dipper was just a kid. Maybe he was a smart kid and maybe he was a brave kid, but he was still just a kid. He still wasn't ready to have to make decisions like this. Especially when it was another kid's life on the line -- someone not much older than him, someone probably just as afraid.
"I can't." Tears filled his eyes. "I'm not even supposed to be here. I lied. I'm only thirteen. I'm not even suppose to be on the team; I can't get you killed, I --"
His words broke off into a shrill scream as the Lantern dragged his little sparking tool over Dipper's thigh, cutting through his transuit and uniform, scalding his skin. Around the room, detritus levitated in the air, because Dipper didn't have that much control over his telekinesis, but they all shifted away, slamming into the wall behind him. He couldn't stop his powers from lashing out -- all he could do was not use them in ways that would make the yellow kill Sam.
"I'm not attacking!" he cried out. "I can't stop my powers from doing that, don't kill him, don't kill him, please, please--"
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Knowing that Dipper had lied about his age didn't make this any better. If anything, it made it worse.
Sam was the one who was already a superhero. Sam was the one who'd already flown into near-certain death to protect other people, because that was what being a Nova was. Sam was older, even if only by a couple of years.
Sam wasn't the one who Dipper should be trying to protect, not like this.
And then Romat-ru told Dipper to scream, and all Sam could see was red.
[SAMUEL ALEXANDER, OF EARTH. YOU HAVE GREAT RAGE IN YOUR HEART.]
The red was not figurative.
None of them had noticed the red ring hovering among the debris, searching for a new master. Sam didn't notice it even after it started speaking, after it flew to him and slipped itself onto his finger. He couldn't think about anything else. All he wanted was to tear that guy limb from limb -
He opened his mouth, but this time what came out wasn't a desperate yell. Flaming blood spewed forth, the arc hitting Romat-ru in the side of the head.
[YOU BELONG TO THE RED LANTERN CORPS.]
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Sam was now free.
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A protective aura of green sprung up around him, and he clutched Sam's violet ring in his hand.
He didn't attack the howling yellow Lantern. Instead Dipper stared at Sam in horror.
"Sam?"
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He dropped to the floor, burning, screaming louder, his flesh sizzling, until eventually the screaming stopped, and all that was left was a still-sizzling, blackened husk.
The butcher of thousands of children would butcher no more.
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Still, he couldn't just leave Sam like this, trapped in this horrible state.
"Sam. It's over now," he said slowly, his voice trembling. "I'm safe. You're safe. ...Kind of."
He slowly held out his hand.
"You need to come with me now, okay? To the others."
There had to be some way to fix him.
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Because there was something louder than Dipper in the back of his mind, something telling him to kill rend slaughter tear him apart -
There was a crash from outside, and the ship shook from an impact. Sam looked up with a jolt, and then, in a streak of red, took off for the hole they'd come in through.
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If he was one of the reds, he wouldn't be able to think for himself. If they left, they'd take him with them.
Dipper flew towards where many of the other Legionnaires were fighting. He had to tell Kid Quantum. There had to be some way to fix this.