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Sector 0. Planet Oa. The Sciencells

Tomar Tu had seen many things in his time as a Green Lantern. He had seen epic space battles and the worst atrocities sentient life could inflict on itself. He had seen Hal Jordan, a man he had considered a friend, and who had been a trusted friend and ally to his father Tomar Re, become possessed by the living embodiment of fear and go on a rampage that claimed the lives of many of his fellow Lanterns. Tomar himself had been at the receiving end of Hal's Parallax induced slaughter, and had himself nearly perished.

Hands down, this was worse. I think I'd rather stare down a horde of Black Lanterns than this.

"BUUUURRRRRRNNNNNNNN!" That one word echoed through the halls of the ruined sciencell complex. Gil Moss, the Red Lantern of Earth, had found a second red ring. Now, with a ring on each hand and more rage than anyone had ever seen coursing through him, Gil had become a one man Green Lantern extermination squad.

Kim Possible, one of the five Green Lanterns of Earth and the only member of the Corps Honor Guard currently on Oa, more than had her hands full. Most of the veteran Lanterns were either back in their own sectors, or with Kyle Rayner, Soranik Natu, and Ganthet on a rescue mission to Sector 3009. All Kim had on hand for backup were a bunch of rookies who were still tripping over their own constructs. "Okay, anyone without a badge get back now!" she ordered. "Tomar, flank left and try to get behind him. I'll go down the middle!"

"I hope you know what you're doing, Kim," was all Tomar said.

You and me both, she thought. "Okay, Gil, time to go back to sleep!"

Sector 0. In orbit of Planet Oa.

The Blue Lantern Corps had been created by Ganthet and Sayd; two Guardians of the Universe who had been banished for the crime of feeling emotion. Now the Blue Lanterns were without their Guardians. During the Blackest Night, Sayd had promised herself to servitude in exchange for the assistance of a creature called Larfleeze; sole bearer of the orange light of avarice.

And Ganthet, for reasons known only to himself, had relinquished his Guardian status to become the Green Lantern of Sector 0. "Maybe I'll see Ganthet when I get there," Ron said aloud. "At least I hope I do."

"Hope," his ring said.

"I wasn't talking to you! Okay, now let's go find KP."

"Homing in on multiple Green Lantern energy signatures. Beginning planet fall."

Tomar Tu screamed out in pain as twin jets of burning plasma burned through his ring hand. "Warning: power ring corrupted. Power levels at 41.4% and falling."

"Tomar, get back!" Kim yelled.

"Not happening," the Green Lantern from planet Xudar grunted. "I'm the only real backup you've got!"

"And you don't have a working ring now! You need to go!"

Another jet of burning blood shot at Kim, barely missing her. She closed her eyes tightly at the realization of what she had to do. I was able to avoid this once, but I don't see any other choice. "Ring, power level check."

"Ring power levels at 76.2%."

"Everyone get back," Kim warned, getting her footing.

"What are you going to do?" a rookie Green Lantern who looked like a humanoid purple dragonfly asked.

"I'm gonna blast a hole in his head," Kim sadly answered. "And it's going to be a big blast so I don't miss. That's why I told you to get back, rookie!"

"I'm with you, Kim," Tomar painfully said. "I can't fight, but I can get the white circles out of here."

Tomar was about to do just that when a glowing blue image of his father flew down from the sky. "Not to worry, my son," the image of Tomar Re said. "All will be well." The construct touched Tomar's wounded hand and vanished in a flash of azure light, taking the damage from Gil's plasma with it.

"Lantern Tu, are you okay?" a rookie asked.

Tomar grinned as much as his beak would let him and looked at his ring. "Never better!"

"Booyah!" another voiced bellowed. This one belonged to Ron Stoppable, the Blue Lantern of Earth. His joyous expression soured when he saw Gil in all his rage. "Uh oh. Booyah denied."

"Ron?" Kim asked in joyous surprise. She was about to break off from the battle to give him a proper welcome when she remembered what was going on. Head in the game, Possible. Fight off crazed Red Lantern now, kissy face later.

"Stoppable," the Red Lantern growled. "BUUUURRRRNNNNNNN!" Three torrents of red plasma shot from Gil, one from each ring and one from his mouth. Ron reflexively fired up his ring aura, dispersing the toxic goo before it could hurt anyone.

"Not gonna work on me, ugly," Ron said, noticing that Gil looked like he was starting to mutate again. "What's happening to him?"

"Good question," Kim said. "Ring, cellular scan!"

"Additional rage from second power ring is interacting with intravenous sedatives in the Red Lantern's system. Secondary mutation is manifesting."

"But how is that possible?" Kim asked. "Ron's ring purged the mutagenic compounds from his system!"

"Subject has an unstable genetic code," her ring reported. "Repeated mutations have caused damage at the base pair level of his DNA. Intracellular surgery and a sample of either untainted DNA or parent DNA will be necessary to repair the damage."

"Booyah has definitely been denied," Ron gulped.

"So now what?" Tomar groaned. "Lantern Natu's not here to do the surgery, and we don't have any samples of his untainted DNA!"

"I doubt she could even do the surgery," Kim added. "Soranik's good, but she's still a brain surgeon by trade. Even with a ring, micro surgery like that might be beyond her."

Ron looked at the sight horror before him and remembered his vision. "I can't let it happen. I won't!"

"Head in the game, Ron," Kim said in a concerned voice.

"Trust me, KP, my head is most def in the game!" Ron's ring lit up. "I have to stop him. If he gets off Oa, he'll kill everyone!"

Kim and Tomar gave Ron a worried look, but decided to focus on the task at hand. Kim's ring fired off a brilliant burst of green light that coalesced into a cage around Gill, while Tomar's ring created a fire extinguisher to douse the red light of rage.

"All right, guys," Kim said. "Let's do this."

Ron struck first, showering Gil in blue light, hoping to calm two rings worth of rage. "We're not doing this anymore, Gil!" Ron yelled. "This has to stop!"

"Your fault," The Red Lantern growled. "All your fault!"

"Your ring's doing something, Lantern Stoppable," Tomar said. "At least he can talk now."

"Too... much... rage..." Ron groaned. "Don't know if I can mellow him out."

"You're gonna burn!" With that, Gil unleashed his rage on the approaching Lanterns. The twin cascades of hate burned through Kim's construct, and shrugged off Tomar's fire extinguisher. "I can't be stopped!" Both of Gil's rings lit up and, in a move that only Hal Jordan and Guy Gardner were able to accomplish when they wore red rings, created constructs from his rage. Two flaming red images of Gil's mutated form appeared, grinned, and exploded, sending rubble and Green Lanterns flying everywhere.

"Warning, Kim's ring reported. "Ring vault 711 breached."

"Please tell me there aren't anymore red rings loose." Tomar said in a worried voice.

"Ring vault 711 did not house any red rings. It housed yellow rings, including the ring Honor Lantern Possible returned."

"Fukushima's ring!" Kim and Ron said simultaneously. Neither one called for a jinx.

"I really hope that yellow ring doesn't choose him," Tomar gulped.

"Gil Moss of Earth. You have the ability to instill great fear. Welcome to the Sinestro Corps!"

Ron gave the beaked alien a dirty look. "You just had to say it, didn't you?"

"Heads in the game, guys!" Kim warned. "We've got bigger problems."

The yellow ring rested on the ring finger of Gil's right hand. The glove of that hand looked like it was tie dyed with red and yellow; a pattern that also appeared on the formerly red areas on the right side of his uniform. His chest symbol switched back and forth between the Red Lantern and Sinsestro Corps symbols as rage and fear struggled for dominance.

"Guess what, Sqweeb?"Gil taunted, "now I've got more power than any of you freaks put together. And I'm gonna use it. Later, losers!" Gil shot towards the sky in a flash of red and yellow light.

"Ring, track him!" Kim ordered as she, too, took to the air.

"Subject has just entered hyperspace. Current course projection shows him heading for Sector 2814."

"I know where he's going," Ron said with dread in his voice. He again saw the image of his loved ones lying slaughtered at Gil's feet. "He's going to Earth! KP, we need help. Where are Guy and Kyle?"

Kim sighed. "Guy's off with Killowog and Arisia exploring the Unknown Sectors, and Kyle's in Sector 3009 with Soranik, Ganthet, and John Stewart to see what happened to our new drill sergeant."

"What about Hal?"

Kim shook her head. "Your guess is as good as mine. He's gone off the grid! We're on our own for this one."

"No you're not," Tomar said. "My sector is right next door to yours. If you need help, I'm here."

Kim smiled at her avian looking companion. "Thanks, Tomar. I'm not gonna turn down the help."

Tomar gave as much of a smile as his beaked countenance would allow. "Hey, there's a tradition of cooperation between our sectors, going back to my father and Abin Sur. Why stop a good thing?"

"Booyah reinstated!" Ron exclaimed as he took to the air. "Now let's go get that guy before he kills our families!"

Tomar gave Ron a confused look. "How do you know that's what he's going to do, Lantern Stoppable?"

"That's what I was wondering," Kim agreed. "And don't get me wrong, I'm really happy to see you, but what are you doing here?"

Ron closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I'll tell you on the way home, but you might not believe it."

Hyperspace transit from Sector 0 to Sector 2814

Gil Moss looked down at his hands. Once again they were webbed. But when he peeled back his gloves, he saw that he didn't have the fish like scales he'd had before. This time his skin was grey, and almost had an armored appearance. "Not again..."

"Rage."

"Fear."

Those words continued to echo in Gil's head. That, combined with the maddening pain of this new mutation, caused Gil to scream out in anguish. "NOT AGAIN!"

She existed everywhere at once, and was known to the natives of every culture of every world. Some feared her, while others welcomed her. Some spat on her name, while others worshipped her as a goddess. But that didn't matter to her. She had a job to do, and she did it. As a reward, once a century she would be allowed to live life as a mortal for 24 hours and truly interact with the living. That day had already come and gone for this hundred years, but that didn't mean she couldn't interact with the mortal plane when the need arose.

She looked intently at the green and blue streaks shooting across the stars. "Well, I was heading to Earth anyway," she said in an almost cheerful tone. "I may as well tag along. My appointment with Lex Luthor can wait for a little while. Besides, I think this is more important."

Next time: The battle continues...