Hal Jordan flies through space, his face hard and grim. He's flying escort duty today, along with dozens of other Green Lanterns, which normally doesn't bother him in the least
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Malvolio charges down at Sodam, firing red flames, not from his mouth, but from his ring.
"Holder of Ion, heart of a lion, face the rage of Malvolio!" he declares, his voice a lilt with a hint of insanity. "Facing the red, you'll soon be dead; we shall triumph in this battle trio!"
Yet unlike the other Red Lanterns here, he seems able to communicate in spoken word, even if he has a strange rhyming way of talking.
Ion feels the plasma burning at him. Fire on his back, acid on his face, pain from all around. The constant pain of the lead poisoning from Cyborg Superman's lead acid bullets during the War on Earth. The pain in his mind of every injury he or Arisia had ever felt. Or Jordan or Rayner or Grey or poor Arx. All because of these other Lanterns.
All these aliens. All these creatures. It was their fault! Their fault the Daxamites were afraid! Their fault Tessog had to die!
And the Daxamites, they would burn too! He HATED his people! They did all of this! They caused him to feel such pain!
And these Sinestro Corpsmen! He knew what they wanted: to hurt people! Well maybe they should feel the pain!
Maybe he should hurt them BACK! LET THEM FEEL THAT PAIN TESSOG FELT!
A large buzzsaw comes out of Sodam's ring, the teeth of it shooting off flares of red around the green energy.
Malvolio grins as he pulls back. The holder of Ion has been infected with rage. But unlike the others, he will not run out of power. The Ion entity will continue to power him eternally. His rage will continue, unabated, until the Oans figure out a way to purge the rage in his system.
And they never will.
He has accomplished what he wanted to. He retreats from the battle, throwing a Red Lantern in his way down to Ion to be destroyed in order to cover his escape.
As Kilowog and Arkillo were floating through space grappling and biting and punching and kicking and hating each other overall, a red beam began to fly at them.
The plasma burns through Kilowog's sheilds, filling him with excrutiating pain.
But he's seen so many of his recruits fall. His own planet destroyed. He felt the pain of every Bolovax Vixian in himself.
And it was always because of some poozer like this mockery of his corps decided he wanted to be a big shot. It was always guys like this red guy and Arkillo.
No more!
"RRRRRAARRRGGH!" Kilowog yels and slams one of his big meaty fists into Arkillo's face, trying to break that slobbering jaw of his.
Arkillo flies back, feeling the rage spatter against his shielding as well.
He's a fierce warrior, Arkillo, but he is no fool. He's being attacked by an unknown force with unknown abilities. Time to retreat and plan something else. He will rescue Sinestro.
Atrocitus moves to the front of the burning sciencell, and takes a moment to recognize the surprise in Sinestro's face.
And under the surprise... perhaps... fear?
"I demand your blood, Sinestro. I will use your blood. And the blood of your Corps."He snarls, then sends a powerful fist through the front of the Sciencell, exposing the inside of the cell to the vacuum of space. But only long enough to cause Sinestro massive pain... not enough to kill him. Not yet
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This keeps getting worse... Come on, you're Ion! You can do this! After you deal with the mucus monster on your face!
And yet, Sodam knows he will be bruised and battered when he sees Oa again.
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"Holder of Ion, heart of a lion, face the rage of Malvolio!" he declares, his voice a lilt with a hint of insanity. "Facing the red, you'll soon be dead; we shall triumph in this battle trio!"
Yet unlike the other Red Lanterns here, he seems able to communicate in spoken word, even if he has a strange rhyming way of talking.
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All these aliens. All these creatures. It was their fault! Their fault the Daxamites were afraid! Their fault Tessog had to die!
And the Daxamites, they would burn too! He HATED his people! They did all of this! They caused him to feel such pain!
And these Sinestro Corpsmen! He knew what they wanted: to hurt people! Well maybe they should feel the pain!
Maybe he should hurt them BACK! LET THEM FEEL THAT PAIN TESSOG FELT!
A large buzzsaw comes out of Sodam's ring, the teeth of it shooting off flares of red around the green energy.
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And they never will.
He has accomplished what he wanted to. He retreats from the battle, throwing a Red Lantern in his way down to Ion to be destroyed in order to cover his escape.
His plans are all coming together now...
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Eventually it had a form.
Their red equivalent. Vice.
"Oh come on ya poozers! I'll take you BOTH on!"
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But he's seen so many of his recruits fall. His own planet destroyed. He felt the pain of every Bolovax Vixian in himself.
And it was always because of some poozer like this mockery of his corps decided he wanted to be a big shot. It was always guys like this red guy and Arkillo.
No more!
"RRRRRAARRRGGH!" Kilowog yels and slams one of his big meaty fists into Arkillo's face, trying to break that slobbering jaw of his.
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He's a fierce warrior, Arkillo, but he is no fool. He's being attacked by an unknown force with unknown abilities. Time to retreat and plan something else. He will rescue Sinestro.
Just not right now.
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"AAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHH!!!" she screams, spitting her fury down on her opponents.
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And under the surprise... perhaps... fear?
"I demand your blood, Sinestro. I will use your blood. And the blood of your Corps."He snarls, then sends a powerful fist through the front of the Sciencell, exposing the inside of the cell to the vacuum of space. But only long enough to cause Sinestro massive pain... not enough to kill him. Not yet ( ... )
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