Exile and Renewel

A/N: Balance is on the Back Burner for now, I've lost my way with the story and its becoming far too complicated and time consuming. This will be much more HG/GL focused so hopefully i can't trip myself up. Let me know what you think. I do intend to Finish Balance by the year 2030, its a promise.

Shayera Propped her back up against the wall of the cave, right leg straightened out, a small amount of blood stubbornly refused to stop leaking from the gunshot wound, she'd been careless, then again she no longer cared, why couldn't the idiot have aimed a little higher and put her out of her self inflicted torture once and for all. She laughed at the pure scale of her failing, soldier and hero of Thanagar, Hero on Earth and now, traitor to two worlds, the breaker of two hearts, Exiled on Earth, Banished from Thanagar under threat of a very prolonged execution. All because she was to cowardly to pick the side she truly wanted and tell anyone on Earth the truth about herself. Its not as if any part of her could at least rally some sort of pride for the fact she saved the Earth, after all, the cost was her planet, her friends and her family. She shook herself, trying to stop the memories forming, maybe if she closed her eyes she could escape at least the pain of it all….

6 Months ago - Hro Talaks Command Ship

How could it come to this? How could she have made such a mess of such a simple mission? There was no pressure on earth, not like the battles she'd fought alongside her people with, no explosions, no plasma fire cutting people she'd known for years down. All she had to do was learn of the earths defences and capabilities, for the first two earth years it was simple, no one cared except her small almost cult like following in midway, the world was to busy with the heroics of Superman, the Flash or even Batman. She had no sympathy, at that time they were primitive, always fighting amongst themselves, money, greed and power the same as so many other races that met an untimely demise due to their own failings.
Then things got complicated, the white Martian invasion happened, how had Thanagar not warned her, they were suppose to monitor these things. Caught off guard for the first time on Earth she made the decision that changed everything, answered J'onns call and Joined the Justice League.
This is were everything changed, at first she carried on as usual, cold, distant and emotionless. Only aiming for the mission, as a soldier does. However bit by bit they chipped away her defences, her pride and her barriers. First, the Flash, at first she hated the guy and had straightened out many idiots like him on Thanagar, but he broke her, she ended up coming to care for him, he reminded her of her brother.
Then Wonder Woman, this she really didn't expect, a spoilt, feministic princess, religious to the core an exact opposite of her in almost every way, but because of this they always had debates, sparred and ended up developing a surprisingly close friendship.
J'onn, well how could any do anything but not befriend J'onn, amazingly caring, even if he seemed so alien and distant, a sly sense of humour not many understood and his ability to carry on despite having lost everything. Now Shayera was actually jealous of that.
Superman, also a shock, the guy was practically a god, yet most of the time he was more down to Earth and friendly than anyone, never judging, always doing his best to help. If a little blind to the realities of the world, his heart was in the right place.
Batman, always judging, always questioning, completely in tune with the harsh realities of the world, but somehow underneath the Bat suit, there was something, she didn't know what, but the sparring, the chess. There was a silent and mutual understanding between her and Batman
Then of course, John. Stubborn, never accepting help, always believing his ideas were best, they always argued and at first it was real arguing, both unable to stand each other, but then she found herself getting pulled in, months flew by and before she new it she was standing in front of John helmet removed and leaning in for one of the best moments of her life…..

Her eyes opened, tears lined them and began to fall, she didn't try to stop them, that would require effort and she had none to spare, what would be the point. She glimpsed though the tears to her leg the bleeding had stopped and had already begun to repair, her leg would be fine, she'd survive, but what was the point?

Detroit

John sat at his couch, it had taken six months for Oa to send a new ring, they had spent ages interrogating him how the ring had come to be destroyed a feat which was suppose to be near impossible.
The ring remained on the floor, he couldn't find the stomach to put it back on, not yet anyway, he had a date with a twelve pack to continue getting to know. This wasn't the first time he'd sat there with a broken heart, but this time it felt truly broken, a dull ache had persisted ever since Shayera left. He cursed himself for bringing her up, he hated her, but he couldn't seem to let go of her, part of him couldn't help but worry where the hell she was, the news sure as hell wasn't helping, every now and then some idiot would appear on the national news claiming to have shot her. His heart would skip a beat half of him wishing it'd be true and that he'd be able to move on and half of him praying she was alive…
A knocking at the door snapped him out of his thought, he really wasn't in the mood to deal with Wally or Clark again today, he felt like a dick for how he was treating them lately, after all their only concerned, but they make it worse he tried to go to a meeting a few weeks ago, he left early claiming illness, but he could not stand the gaping hole that had been ripped into the team. The other looked like crap to, they had a perfect balance with the seven of them, Clark seemed colder, this was the fist time in a long time he'd suffered such a personal betrayal, the same could be said for Diana who had vowed to beat her senseless should she be lucky enough to cross paths, J'onn barley said anything now. Wally seemed to have taking a big hit too, John knew they'd been close as well. Then there was Bruce and this was the most surprising of all, he seemed a even colder and no one could understand why, Clark receive a kryptonite laced knuckle duster to the face after he pestered him to the point he lost his cool, after that it became clear, Bruce and Shayera seemed to run most of the day to day things around the watchtower also the pair of them were usually the ones to come up with plans and organise things, suddenly Batman was trying to do everything, he'd even attempted to tackle crimes in Midway as well as Gotham, despite the knuckle duster, Clark took over Midway, which much to everyone's surprise seemed to have a crime problem similar to that of Gotham except it was much more sporadic.
"I'll let myself in then" came a voice
"Look I told you wally…..oh" John was speechless he'd expected Wally who had pestered every other day or Clark, but standing at his door was the Batman.
"It's time to quit moping, we need you back on the team and we need you now" ordered Batman
"Look im just not-" attempted John who dropped his jaw as Batman grabbed Johns' bag and teleported it to the Watchtower "Hey!"
"Either do something about it, or do nothing but move on and get back to the Watchtower"
"What do you mean move on? Wait you know-"
"About you and Shayera, please it was obvious"
"Trust you to figure it"
"Its what I do"
"Look, I tried to come back but all that place does is remind me of her"
"Okay so your never coming back then?"
"Well no, I will come back, I just need-"
"Time?, its been six months John"
John remained silent, he couldn't argue that
"What do you want John?"
"I don't know" mumbled John
"What do you want John?"
"I don't know, I don't know! I cant get her out of my head, I cant stop thinking about her, I cant stop worrying about her. But there's a part of me that couldn't care less, that wouldn't care if she was dead-" began ranting John as he went face to face with batman
"You don't mean that" simply stated Batman not even remotely bothered by the out of control, drunk former marine in his face.
"How would you know"
"Because you struggled to say it, and you've also got tears In your eyes"
John remained silent again
"why do you hate her"
"She betrayed me" blurted John
"She betrayed you?"
"I mean all of us, we let her in and she stabbed us all in the back"
"Not entirely"
"What are you talking about, you voted she stay out"
"Yes well, I hadn't had time to think on it, but answer me this, if she betrayed us, how come she is still on earth, without a planet to call home and hated by everyone"
"I don't understand"
"Double agents in any form tend to come out of the situation into brilliant situations"
"Fine so at the last minute she made the right decision, that doesn't change anything"
"She made the right decision did she?"
"Of course she did"
"So she went from destroying the earth and probably been regarded as a hero by her people, would almost have definitely been given a higher standing and she would've gone home with her people to her planet, yet she chose earth, knowing full well she'd be hated for it"
John remained silent and took a seat as the effect of the words hit him "fine I'll be back in a moment just let me get-" he cut himself off as he noticed Batman was no longer there.
There was no point sitting there moping anymore, or feeling sorry for himself, he wasn't the only one hurt through all this, he wasn't going to let everyone keep checking up on him like he was on suicide watch at a mental health institute. John slipped the ring on feeling the familiar power wash over him and clear his head of alcohol. With his head held high for the first time in months, despite having no clue about his future, he grabbed his Justice league communicator and called in "Watchtower, its Green Lantern, I'm coming home" he took one last look at his ransacked looking apartment before finally stepping out.
"Lantern, welcome back, sorry John but would you be able to assist Superman quickly, he's scouring the forests north west of Montréal. Apparently there have been reported sightings of Soloman Grundy" Replied J'onn
"Grundy? I thought he was-"
"I know, we checked Grundys' grave does appear to have been tampered with" interrupted J'onn who already knew what John was going to say.
"Right im on my way" finished John as he lit himself in the familiar green and blasted his way north.

A/N: There we go then slightly more down to Earth and Hopefully I wont trip myself up with complex plots this time, if anyone sees a complex plot developing I want them to slap me (with a review…or why isn't there a dislike :P) Anyway as for Balance the last two chapter I posted have been deleted and are currently been rewritten.

If anyone thinks Batman is OOC - Relax he knows what he is doing.

Take 3

Random-Jack