A/N

I know not many people were reading this fanfic, but I gave this story a makeover because if I'm not putting my best effort into my more serious stories, I'm not happy with it. For the few who were reading it, sorry for temporarily deleting the original (I changed my mind about re-uploading it later), but at first I felt it might be too confusing for people who read it at first and lost track of the storyline upon seeing the new version.

"...Razer?" The AI was no longer in space, but what appeared to be a dark, gloomy cave. In front of her was a hooded figure, paddling the nautical transport they were on. "Excuse me, what is this location?" No answer. They simply continued forward.

Standing up, she decided to get a better look at her surroundings. There were many other transports with figures similar to the one in front of her, many other individuals riding behind them. Though she was the sole alternate passenger on her boat, many of the others had several people at a time riding behind them.

She attempted to run an internal diagnostics, but for some strange reason, found she no longer possessed this ability. Or the ability to compute anything, really. As a matter of fact, it seemed her optical and auditory processes were limited to an estimate of three times that of an average humanoid. However, as far as she could tell, she also seemed to develop an olfactory and gustatory senses of the same amount of power, though she did not have anything to test the latter.

Looking down at herself, her body was no longer green, but now gray. Though the saddening reality began to sink in that she could no longer be a Green Lantern, she supposed it would make sense, as there were likely no sources of Green Energy to keep her powered.

Arriving upon a shore, two hooded figures similar to the one that took her here grabbed her by the arms and lifted her onto a dock. The chains they covered her shoulders and arms with felt heavy and rough. She supposed they had done it in the event she should try to escape, though she imagined that would be rather difficult.

In the distance, she could see a large, dark tower.

It took quite some time to get past the crowds inside, but soon enough, she found herself being tossed into an open cell to her left. With a snap of one of the figure's fingers, her chains were removed, and the barred cell door was closed behind them.

"Wait!" she ran up to the front and clung to the bars. "Could you tell me where I am?"

But they could not hear her over the other panicked, frightened prisoners. They had already left. Some more detailed memories of earlier that day were beginning to come back to her:

She remembered being in his arms...he begged her not to go...it was already too late...she was unafraid...and then...

...was...was this what they called the afterlife? This was not how she pictured it at all!

Clutching her chest, a feeling she was sure was pain overcame her. Stumbling into a corner of her cell, she found herself unable to stand. She looked towards the door.

Something inside her, perhaps an instinct of what little living DNA she contained, told her that she needed to leave immediately, but logically, she knew escape was impossible.

The dark energy taking over her...bright flashes of white light...terrified faces...ashes and destruction everywhere...

Tears filled her now-silver eyes. She shook her head, burying it in her hands.

"What...have I done?" How she was able to produce tears without glands was beyond her, but she found she couldn't stop them from falling down her face, covering her mouth, she muffled the lonely sobs that filled the cell. Crying, really crying, for the first time.