Traitin summoned his energy and the ground began to shake. Soon the air around him was glowing as well. He had made amazing progress in only a few weeks. Already Cryos had to work to beat him in a sparring match. Traitin had learned how to fly, to fight hand to hand, and how to build up his strength into a powerful attack.

Cryos was amazed at how he was progressing. He looked over at Mazzark as Traitin powered up to his maximum. "It's time for me to leave this universe soon. I'm taking him with me, but I can still return you to your homeworld."

Mazzark blinked a response.

"Really, it won't be a bother to me, it would only take a few days to get there and back. You've been a huge help to me all these years, I want you to do what you want."

The tiny alien blinked out another message.

"Ya, I suppose you're right. By now, pretty much everyone you knew is dead and gone. Well, I would be honored to have you along. Now to break the news to Traitin."

Traitin stopped powering up and looked over. "Huh?"

Cryos sighed. "Tonight, I make my move on the lab downtown. With any luck, tomorrow, I'll be gone from this Universe forever."

"But… but there's still so much you have to teach me!"

"I know, I wish I had more time, but from what I can gather, the lab has created a stable wormhole. They haven't gone through or tried to bring anything back yet. Once they do, the military will move them to who knows where. It's taken me ten years to find a civilization capable of inter-dimensional travel, and a great deal of time and effort to learn everything I could about the building they're doing it in. I cant afford to lose this chance."

"I want to go with you." Traitin declared.

"You would leave your world, your species, your entire life, for what? Power?"

"No, I would leave it because I know I am doing the right thing. There is nothing on this planet for me anymore. I understand that. I want a chance to make a difference somewhere. Until I met you my greatest ambition was to become the toughest thug in the city. I could do that now if I still wanted. But I want to make a difference, I want to be strong enough to protect people. And you've given me that chance."

Cryos smiled. It had worked exactly how he planned, instead of forcing the Felon to leave his home world, he begged to be taken. "Get some rest, we leave tonight."

……………………………………………………………

Late that night, a pair of shadowy figures moved in the darkness. They ran and leapt from one rooftop to another without making even the slightest sound. From time to time, the one in the lead would stop. He seemed to be listening, but there were no sounds in the dark of the night.

Finally, they arrived at a huge building. It was only two stories tall, but covered a huge aria. Stolen blueprints showed that it extended far underground.

The building was ultra-secure. Everything was wired with alarms, and at the deepest rooms, tripping alarms would set off the self-destruct sequence.

Cryos pulled back his hood and Mazzark climbed onto his shoulder. "It's up to you for now." He said and lifted the tiny creature up to an air vent on the side of the building.

Mazzark nodded and squeezed between the tiny slats of the vent. Cryos had explained the danger involved. The duct, in addition to being wired with the occasional sensor that had to be avoided, was strung with monofilament wire. Wire so strong and thin that it was like the world's sharpest knife blade, and invisible in the darkness. Even brushing against it would likely kill the tiny alien.

"Now what?" Traitin asked.

"We wait, it shouldn't take long."

It took just under ten minutes for the security lights next to the main door to wink out, and a few seconds later the door itself opened. Mazzark looked quite proud of himself as he stood atop a pile of unconscious Felon guards.

"Good job." Cryos praised. "No troubles?"

The Lalz shook his head.

Cryos started down the hallway, moving quickly but silently, Traitin followed. They stopped at an intersection in the hallway. Cryos pointed silently to a video camera above them, looking down the other hallway. They slipped past without being spotted.

Footsteps in the distance alerted them to another guard, Cryos went through a side door. "This is as good a place as any." He extended a wrist blade and stabbed it into the floor, leaving a large gash in the tile. Mazzark dove down the hole and came back moments later. He gave a little thumbs up and got out of the way just as Cryos slashed a much larger hole in the floor.

Traitin was amazed how well they worked together without even having to talk.

Cryos led the way down the hole into a new hallway.

The process was repeated several times, all the while moving lower and closer to the center of the building. Traitin lost count, but he estimated it was the fourteenth time when Mazzark practically flew out of the hole flashing a warning.

Cryos grabbed Traitin and dove back away from the hole just as it exploded outward in a blast of dazzling green light.

A Felon dressed in a tight black and green outfit and surrounded by a green ball of light floated up through the hole. Cryos could feel the power coming from the green ring on his finger.

"Dorgan, I don't have time for this." Cryos said.

"You're gonna make time. We have unfinished business." Dorgan the Green Lantern replied.

"Look, if you let us go we'll be out of your hair forever."

"Right, like I'd let you go after you attacked those kids the other day."

"I told them to stop fighting or I would make them stop, I did make them stop. I didn't even hurt them, and I saved Traitin's life."

"So now you're corrupting kids and teaching them to break intergalactic laws of breaking and entering into a Lantern Core financed industry?"

"I knew it!" Cryos cried. "These people should be nowhere near making a working wormhole, the Lanterns had to be helping them on it!"

Dorgan crossed his arms. "The regular scientists did most of the work, the Lanterns just gave them a little bit of hardware. It doesn't change the fact that you are trespassing in our business. We have gone easy on you in the past, but you've stepped on the toes of the Lantern Core too many times now. This time you won't walk away."

"You have the Lanterns after you!?" Traitin demanded.

"Eh, I have nothing against the organization, but some of the members have an attitude problem. I made them look bad by doing things they couldn't. Traitin, would you wanna handle him for me?"

"WHAT!?" He asked in shock.

"You're strong enough now. I guess I could stop him if you want to handle those guys for me." Cryos pointed at the corner of the hallway where heavily armed guards started appearing. There were at least a few dozen, probably many more. "Your choice, Dorgan will be easier."

In reality, Cryos could easily take care of Dorgan and the guards, but he wanted Traitin to do it as a sort of test.

Cryos moved with super speed and grabbed a couple small, grenade-like devices from some of the guards, then reappeared where he started.

"Lose these?" He asked as he held them up and popped off the pins. "Here, I'll give them back." He rolled them down the hall as the guards ran for their lives. The resulting explosion didn't kill anyone but blocked off the hallway quite securely.

Traitin swallowed and turned to Drogan.

He was glowing bright green and seemed confident about the outcome of the fight, Cryos knew the winner wouldn't be who the Green Lantern expected.