In her Brightest Day and her Blackest Night

Okay… Before you start reading, I'd like to mention a few things I know a couple will catch.

1. Yes, the title of this Fanfiction is a play on the Green Lantern Oath. If you don't know the full oath, it goes like this: "In Brightest Day, in Blackest Night, no evil shall escape my sight. Let those who worship evil's might, beware my power… Green Lantern's Light!"

2. This fanfiction is an action/romance featuring Blackfire and a personally created OC. Yes, the OC will have something to do with the Green Lantern Corp, at least one of them.

3. I will be making mentions to several different DC relevant events, some of which people may not be familiar with.

4. Depending on my mood, some of the other Titans may make appearances, but they will be OOC, considering the story is based several years after the show ended.

5. This is but one part of a large, planned story line. It is akin to an 'Origin Story', and will mention several characters that will appear in my later stories as 'Future Heroes'.

Okay, on to the story.

Oh, and please do note that, in no way, shape or form do I or will I own the Teen Titans or any DC Affiliated Characters.

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Chapter 1: In Brightest Day

A young man quietly walked through the brush in front of him, a bow in hand, arrow knocked. He was focused completely on his surroundings, no sound, no movement escaped him. His light blue eyes seemed to dilate slightly in the low light of the evening, and his breathing was calm, soothing. He was preparing to make his kill, as not more than a dozen paces ahead stood a large buck white-tail deer. Drawing the bow as he drew in breath, all of time seemed to stop for a moment as his eyes met the eyes of the animal, reacting to the sound of the bowstring. Then, a twang, and a thud.

The flora parted as the young man rushed to his kill. His Red-blonde hair shone with the sweat it held, his shirt, orange with camouflage print in select places, was sticking to his skin. The stubble of facial hair on his chin scraggly and thin, but it only made his features more distinct.

"Looks clean. Right into the heart, the buck was dead before it hit the ground." Another man said. This one sported a rather nice looking blonde goatee and wore a similar outfit to the younger man. "You're a good shot, I was right to take you with me, even considering my… circumstances." Oliver Queen said with an awkward smile.

"I'm just amazed I'm being taught how to shoot by none other than the Green Arrow." Derrick said with a smile.

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Later that night, Green Arrow and his companion were resting by the fire, the large forests of the Canadian North protecting them from prying eyes. Derrick was unable to sleep. He lay watching the stars. "I hope you like your new home, Mom, Dad. I miss you already." A shooting star appeared, moving slowly through the sky. It flew right above the camp, lighting it like the brightest daylight. "Wait… is it…" A crash not a half mile from him gave him the answer as the shooting star landed on Earth. "A Meteorite… I got to check this out."

Rushing into the bush as the still groggy rogue rose to the commotion; Derrick quickly worked his way through the dark forest, emerging into the clearing made by the astrological projectile. "This is small for a meteor. Barely more than a metre to each side." The trail led another four or five hundred metres, which were quickly traversed.

At the smoldering end of the long trench, Derrick's body froze. A person- A young woman to be exact- lay in the crater one would expect a meteorite to reside in. Black hair matted with dirt from the collision, a beautiful face barely covered by the dirt, with strange eyebrows and an exotic shape. Her clothing looked to be a mix of armor and fashion, fitting her luscious form perfectly. "Beautiful…" Only that single word escaped Derrick's mouth.

The moment the word escaped his lips, the young alien - That's what Derrick took her as, what else could she be? – Opened her eyes. She suddenly shot up and took a defensive position, seeing Derrick as hostile. "Calm down, I'm not looking for a fight. Anything that could survive THAT-" He said while pointing to the crater they stood in. "is out of my league." But just the same, the young man knocked an arrow to the bow. The alien growled at him. "Then why are you loading it?" She inquired angrily.

"Self-defense." Derrick said plainly, getting right to the point. "I don't want conflict. I am just curious why such a beautiful alien girl would crash land like that." The alien girl quirked an eyebrow at that. "Interesting choice of words, Earth boy. I can't stick around though; there are people here who don't like me." The girl begins to hover before Derrick grabs her hand. "There's a town two kilometres north. House 205 will have an ugly gnome by the backdoor, key's hidden there." Then he let go, and the girl flew away.

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Not moments later, Oliver rushed through the brush. "What happened." Derrick made himself look to be inspecting the crater. "Looks like a Meteorite. The crash disintegrated it, I'd say."

As she flew towards the town in question, Blackfire couldn't help but chuckle. "What an interesting earthling. I'm sure I can get some good mileage out of him." The lights of the town came into view not a moment later. In and of itself, the town was small, barely two dozen streets by about a dozen avenues, with a small all-purpose shopping centre in the middle and smaller businesses scattered throughout. "A quaint, self-sufficient oasis, as they would say on this planet. What better place to avoid my sister and her do-gooder friends then in the middle of nowhere."

Locating the house she was referred to, Blackfire could not have missed the 'gnome' even if she wanted to. The thing was easily four feet tall and seemed to follow you with its beady eyes. "Creepy, but what better way to hide something then to make people want to steer clear?" Popping the top of the hat off, she withdrew the key and unlocked the door. She then noticed that Derrick may not be as easy to play as she originally thought, as she opened the door to an outer living area. A mini-fridge, hotplate, television, and microwave were present, as well as a door to a bathroom. However, the door to the rest of the house was locked. "Either this guy is really cautious, or really paranoid. Either way, I'll give him credit."

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Early morning gives way to the sun's awakening. A silhouette walks towards number 205, a bow resting over his back and a quiver at his waist, rogue style. Pulling a set of keys from the pocket over his left breast, the man quickly opened the door and walked in. "Home sweet home. Let's check on our guest." Tossing the keys into a bowl not far from the door, Derrick pulled a small key from a hook on the wall in the hallway that lead towards the back of the house. He knocked on the door twice before inserting the key and opening it.

"I take it you are comfort…able…" Derrick barely managed to get the last word out as he saw the young alien girl in front of him, lying on the couch fully nude. The slightest hint of a smirk emerged on Blackfire's face at his reaction. I guess my sister was right about how earthlings dislike nudity. "Very. But why would you have an external living quarters?" Blackfire stood up and walked towards him, still lacking any clothing.

Derrick turned around, red as a beet, before answering. "The town is built right near the largest hunting path in the Americas. Most of the time, the local hotel is full and people still need a place to stay, so I let people rent this place for 25 bucks a night." Noticing a silhouette against the morning forest, Derrick smiled. "Ah, one of my main customers. If you want, you can go into the main house now. Guest room's on the second floor, first door on the right."

Blackfire gave Derrick a quick peck on the cheek just before she walked into the house. Derrick walked out the back door and moved towards the hunter as soon as the hormonal paralysis wore off. The scene seemed off for some reason to Derrick, and it wasn't long before he knew why. "Craig!" Running to his limping friend's side, Derrick helped him into the house and onto the couch. "What happened? This wasn't the work of an animal…"

"Course not, man. You really think that I, of all people, would get gored by a beast?" Craig laughed as his eyes opened, revealing a pair of bright golden eyes. "All I remember was a bright flash of yellow before I fell unconscious. I woke up just on the edge of the town, so I came here." A small grunt escaped the burly man's mouth, signaling a lot of pain. "Nothing a day's rest won't cure, though."

Derrick was about to counter when he caught the smile on Craig's face. Turning to see what brought it on, he saw Blackfire peeking in. As he turned back, he saw Craig's quirked eyebrow. "Don't say anything, man." Derrick said before he walked to the door and entered the main house. "What's up?" He turned to ask the now partially dressed alien girl. She seemed almost… worried. "I think…" The girl paused a second, her voice faint. "I think I know who attacked that man." Derrick looked her in the eye. He could already see her fear, so he asked. "Who?" The answer was one he would never have expected.

"Sinestro."