Disclaimer: Don't own the things that I've stolen from others. That's what most of the characters in this story are, stolen from others.
Dorgan looked over at Cryos. "So now you have children working for you? This is exactly like what I heard about you."
Cryos looked at him a little suspiciously. "What exactly have you heard about me?"
"That you move into a place unannounced, do not follow any of the Lantern Core immigration regulations, and do whatever suits you. You topple local governments, wipe out militaries single handed, cause havoc, and eat enough to feed a small city."
"Ah, ok. I was worried they were making stuff up about me." Cryos leaned against the wall.
"You don't deny the allegations?"
"Well, I admit I have caused a bit of havoc over the years. And the occasional dictator has been toppled. But I never did anything that didn't need to be done."
"But you cannot simply remove a government!" Dorgan insisted. "Intergalatic policy doesn't work that way! Even we Lanterns can only get involved when one planet attacks another."
Cryos was getting annoyed. "I believe I already said I did things you couldn't. Besides, I worked together with the Lanterns once, when I first arrived in this Universe. They accepted my help, then tried to arrest me under suspicion of being a fugitive. Just because I have power doesn't mean I abuse it."
"You've still been involved in illegal activities and I am going to capture you for questioning. The elders will read your mind and decide if you're a danger or not."
Cryos sighed. "I don't have time for that. I need to use that portal."
"Then I need to stop you."
Cryos sighed again. "Traitin, please take care of this guy."
"But Cryos, he's a Lantern! How can I hope to beat him?"
"Trust me, you shouldn't have too much trouble."
Traitin gave him a look of disbelievement, but went into a fighting stance. As soon as he started to power up, Dorgan attacked.
Traitin was caught off guard by the cheap trick and took a power-ring assisted blow to the chin.
Cryos caught him in midair and stood him back on his feet. "Don't think about what you're going to do, just do what you're going to do. When you can skip a step, it makes your movements that much faster."
Traitin used his energy to help him block Dorgan's next few punches, and then the Green Lantern blasted a beam of green energy at the young Felon. Traitin reacted just barely fast enough and caught the energy bare handed. He looked proud of himself, until the beam expanded and absorbed him. Enveloping him in a super strong bubble.
"Just because I said to not overthink your moves doesn't mean you can be stupid!" Cryos yelled. "Blast out of there and beat him."
The young Felon used the moment to power up. The green bubble couldn't withstand the onslaught of energy and exploded.
Dorgan had a moment of shocked surprise at his power failing, and Traitin took advantage of it. He performed a spectacular spinning attack that launched the Lantern through the far wall.
"Very good," Cryos said. "I told you he wasn't all that tough."
The wall exploded in a blast of green light. Dorgan wasted no time in attacking. Traitin tried hitting him again, but his blows were blocked by green shields.
"You can hit through them, you have enough strength." Cryos called out.
Traitin's body gave of a flare of power as his strength grew.
His next punch went right through the shields and impacted solidly on Dorgan's face.
The Green Lantern was down for the count.
"Good, now let's get out of this place." Cryos jumped down through the hole Dorgan had made.
Traitin followed, scarcely believing that he had just beaten a Lantern single-handedly. He heard Cryos shout something, but he wasn't paying attention. Suddenly, an alarm sounded. He looked down and saw he had stepped into a laser beam sensor.
"Three minutes to detonation." Announced a computerized voice.
"You idiot!" Cryos shouted. "I took the time and effort to get us all the way here without tripping the alarms and you walk into one!"
Traitin cowered and mumbled. "I'm sorry."
"Forget that, no time to waste now. Screw the alarms." Cryos grabbed Traitin from where he stood and blasted the floor.
Cryos kept the beam close as he fell. Finally, after many more floors, they entered a huge room.
Almost all the light in the room came from a massive, swirling wormhole floating in the center of the room. With computer monitors providing a dim background glow.
"Ok, snap out of it." Cryos tossed Traitin to the floor in front of a bank of computers. "I need your help to interpret all this."
"You can't read?" Traitin asked in disbelief.
"I can read, in over seventy languages. I just can't read you language yet. My translator microbes only let me speak and understand spoken languages. I have to figure out things like Latz flash-speak and written languages on my own. I was hoping to have a few more weeks to learn everything, and I was planning on having more time to figure this all out."
"Two minutes to detonation." The recorded voice punctuated his message quite clearly.
"Mazzark, guard the door." The tiny alien instantly leapt into place above the door. "Ok, now Traitin, look for something that says tuning, or focusing, or frequency, or something like that."
The young Felon scanned the monitors and stopped on one. "Gateway Wavelength." He read.
"That's it. Now try to find a wavelength input, there should be some kind of control to bring it up on that page somewhere."
"Um," Traitin pressed a few controls, but nothing that looked like an input. "I'm not seeing it anywhere."
The door opened and Mazzark dropped down on the first guard. A quick jab of venom knocked him out. Mazzark had taken out four more guards when a flash of green light sent him shooting across the huge room. He performed a summersault and stuck to the far wall.
"Mazzark, help Traitin." Cryos shouted to him. "I'll handle this."
The Lalz nodded and scurried down the wall.
Cryos wasted no time in launching himself at the Green Lantern in the doorway.
Dorgan, to his credit, was smart enough to try and dodge. He just wasn't quite fast enough.
Cryos caught him with a glancing blow that sent them both tumbling out of control.
The Lantern recovered first and went after Cryos, who responded in turn and they locked hands.
Green energy sparked against yellow as the two warriors battled. The remaining guards dragged off their fallen fellows as the ground started to crack.
Cryos grunted in effort. He had never had to work so hard against a Lantern before. "You're very strong…"
"I recharged my ring before coming down here. I wont be so easy to defeat anymore."
From the computers, Traitin waved. "Cryos! We found it! We just need the numbers to input!"
Cryos scowled at the Green Lantern as he made a decision. This had to end now. His yellow glow turned green as he powered up to Super-Sayian. His hair stood up and changed the same color while his eyes changed purple.
His energy lit the room and completely overpowered the Green Lantern.
Dorgan's eyes showed fear only at the last moment before Cryos's tail whipped around and wrapped around his neck. The tail easily lifted him into the air, leaving Cryos's hands free to form a large energy blast that he leveled right into the Felon's face.
"Go ahead, kill me." Dorgan wheezed.
"I could easily kill you, but I really don't want to. In case you haven't noticed, this place is about to explode, someone needs to save all the people working here. Even though you're a big pain who only knows how to follow orders, I hope I can trust you to do that much."
"And leave you to continue terrorizing any planet you come across? No deal."
"Look! If this place goes off, it will kill everyone except me. So even your suicide plan accomplishes nothing. You can either die, and let everyone else here die along with you, or you can save them. I'm going through that wormhole either way, so you can tell your superiors you killed me. I don't care, pride doesn't matter if it saves lives."
Dorgan thought it over as the recording went off again. "One minute to detonation."
He sighed. "You swear you'll never return to this Universe?"
"You have my word, now save them."
Cryos let Dorgan back down to the ground. The Felon rubbed his neck for a moment, then extended his hand. "It's a deal."
Cryos shook his hand and smiled.
"Guys!?" Traitin called out. "I need the numbers so we can get outta here!"
"Right," Cryos said and ran over.
Dorgan spend one more moment watching him. "I guess we were wrong about you." He muttered. "Good luck…" And with that he flew off to save the other people in the building.
Back at the computers, Cryos was trying as hard as he could to remember the wavelength for the world where he had left his friends and family. Trying to remember twenty-seven numbers, after so long, and with a patchy memory was no easy trick.
But the time limit on the bomb was good motivation.
He called out the numbers and Traitin entered them. He had just put in the last one when the recorded voice called out again.
"Detonation in ten seconds…" And it began to count down.
The computer screen displayed a new screen while the wormhole flickered wildly.
"What's it say?" Cryos asked.
"It says it's searching for a habitable world to link to."
"Well it had better hurry…"
"Five seconds…" The recording droned on.
Finally the screen flashed. "It's ready!" Traitin exclaimed.
"And not a second to spare."
Cryos grabbed Traitin, Mazzark and his staff and leapt into the wormhole. He was finally on his way home.