Really Sorry About the Razor and not Razer thing guys. I do know a lot about the show I've watched it a thousand times over. My computer just automatically spell-checked it and I didn't look properly. I apologize if I offended anyone! I am going to fix the first Chapter as soon as I can! but anyways I've gotten a couple of reviews of people who really like it and I've Decided to continue till the end! I don't wanna leave you guys hanging like what happens sometimes with some fictions... I hope you continue to enjoy my story though!
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Now aboard the interceptor minus their Nave Computer left them piloting on the Skills of Green Lantern Hal Jordan. They were now following a trail Razer had found that was leading them to a planet in a nearby Planetary System of the Forgotten Zone.
"So what exactly did you say this Planet was known for, Poozer?" Kilowag Questioned.
"As I said earlier Bolovaxian. This Planet is known for repairing Ships and sometimes their illegal rings of stealing ships and reselling the parts" Razer Replied incredibly annoyed.
"So its an illegal Auto-shop?" Hal butted in.
The two aliens aboard give him confused looks.
"Never mind guys." Hal said. "Razer we are approaching the coordinates you gave me. Though i'm no Aya. I think this is the right planet"
"Than land Green Lantern" Razer replied grumpily.
"Yeah i'm doing it"
Hal Landed the interceptor on the strange Planet and Razer continued to follow the trail through a strange the "illegal Auto-Shop Planet" as Hal seemed to be calling it now. They walked through and some of the venders pretended not to notice them at all others started packing up their parts and running seeming to know green lanterns or red whichever it was they didn't want to be involved. There were warehouses lining the strip which the venders were in front of. Ships would randomly fly over head, one obviously stolen had the owner running after it with absolutely no hope of getting his vehicle back. The trail they were following eventually Landed them in front of A greasy old Rat about three feet tall with whiskers that seemed more like fingers with how they moved. He was a brown color with some gray and white patches,and was just slimy.
"What Happened to the Crew of this Ship" Hal Walked up and Questioned the alien.
Silence...
Slam! Razer pinned the Rat to the side of the ship and pointed his ring in its face.
"Where is the crew!" Razer screamed in his face.
"I don't know!" the rat squealed looking at the ring through his one giant eye.
"Well you better start talking or my friend here just might feel like having rat stew for dinner buddy!" Hal chimed in.
"Really the Human Hungry cop thing again Jordan?" Kilowag responded while shaking his head.
"Alright! Alright! I'll tell you what I know!" The rat squealed again.
"See it always works." Jordan Pointed out.
"Humph" Kilowag shook his head again.
"So were are they taking Aya!" Razer continued to interrogate the rat.
"The Robot?" the rat said. " The Reds Traded me this ship for my junker. They were whispering something about taking the Robot to some Prison Caverns or Something! I swear thats All I know!"
"She is not a Robot!" Razer managed the threw the rat off into a display of some strange remotes leaving the rat buried in them and vender frantic.
"Razer? Hal came up slowly behind him. "Do you know where she is?"
"Yes" Razer responded.
"Is it bad?"
"The Worst" Razer responded and rage filled him further along with an unsettling sadness.
