The night was entirely calm, despite what had happened earlier.

"I have to find a place to hide and calm down before something else happens."/em Jose thought to himself.

Yet even as he walked deeper and deeper into the city he found himself unable to find anywhere to stop and rest, there weren't any stores open this late, at least none that he could see and he didn't want to risk staying out in the open, with those things running loose.

So he did the one thing he could he walked and hoped to find somewhere safe.

"Whats going on?" Jose said as he walked, not able to keep the question away from his lips any longer. If this was genuine curiosity regarding his situation or the simple fact that there wasn't a sound in the city and he wanted to keep the silence away, was something, not even he knew.

Finally, after a few minutes, he decided to rest under a street light that was next to an alley that had a dumpster inside it.

Feeling his back hit the wall Jose closed his eyes and carefully took a deep breath. He felt his heart beating uncontrollably begin to slow down and the burning he felt each time he took a breath, slowly went away.

"Where am I?" Jose said to himself, as he opened his eyes taking in the sight of the empty dark streets and the distant lights of the towering buildings.

Slowly he lifted his right hand and saw the green ring place on his middle finger, but the thing looked stuck there.

He lifted his left hand and traced the ring and the finger, hoping to find a way of taking the thing off. However, as he traced his fingers, he noticed that he didn't feel the metal or plastic, no the ring felt more like skin, but he couldn't feel the fingers tracing the ring itself.

Jose realized the ring wasn't stuck on him, it had bonded to him.

Jose closed his eyes trather his thoughts and after a moment he spoke. "strongIn brightest day. On blackest night. No evil shall escape my light. For those who worship evils might. Beware my power. Green Lanterns light.

The ring reacted instantly and released a green mist that slowly began to take shape until it was the firm of a green coat. The coat began to change color until it was almost completely black, with the bright symbol of a lantern on top of its left shoulder.

The coat floated in front of Jose, before quickly turning into a dark mist that placed itself over Jose and rematerialized into a black duster coat.

Jose exhaled and saw his breath turn into white mist. "At least I won't be cold tonight," Jose said, as he turned to the alley and sat on the side of the dumpster, where the light of the street lamp barely touched.

He sat there looking at the night sky and listening to the sleeping city until his exhaustion finally overwhelmed him and he fell asleep. Unfortunately, Jose never noticed when the world began to twist and bend until he was in completely different place

Bells began to ring as the train approached its destination, men and women each dressed casually holding a combination of fear and excitement in their eyes.

Jose felt himself be shoved until he was fully awake.

"Sorry mate, but if the Sarge finds you sleeping, hell hang ya by your feet." Said a man no older than twenty. He had short blond hair, bright blue eyes and straight white teeth.

"Oh, where are my manners, my names, Michael. What's yours? " Michael asked as he stretched out his hand to Jose.

"Jose," Jose said as he stretched his right hand and shook Michaels' hand.

"Hard to believe we're were going to war," Michael said as he looked at Jose, his bright blue eyes showed that the smile he had was completely fake, for the fear in his eyes was all too real.

Jose turned to his left and saw the ruins of a city in the distance, part of it was on fire and another part was just gone, the only thing that remained was black smoke coming out of the ruins.

"Yeah," Jose said, but his voice was heavenly winded.

"Got picked off the streets hu," Michael said, as he pointed at the single shot postal on Jose's waist.

"Don't worry kid stay with me and you won't have to use that shot." Michel said as he placed his right hand on Jose's shoulder.

Somehow the man's smile and confidence made Jose not want to think about the implications of what he had just said. People were being picked off the streets and sent off to war, with a single shot, for them to use, should it ever bee to much.