A/N: Final chapter! Thank you to those who have read this.

Also, embarrassingly enough, I realize I've been misspelling Kilowog's name since forever. So now I'm spelling it correctly as Kilowog.

Three Earth weeks later…

"Is that your plea? Guilty?"

"Yes."

This was Razer's trial. The Guardians looked on at him disapprovingly—mostly Appa. Sayd had the softest expression out of the blue midgets. Hal, Aya, and Kilowog stood behind Razer, backing him all the way.

"So you helped him escape so you could fulfill some sort of revenge?" Appa scoffed and shook his head. "This is a very serious crime. You could be sentenced to imprisonment for just as long as Atrocitus for your treachery."

"Guardian Appa, if I may?" Appa looked to Aya and nodded, gesturing for her to go on. "Although Razer's actions weren't legal, he has done much good for the sake of the Green Lanterns. And none of this would have happened had you all taken responsibility for the destruction of The Forgotten Zone. Had you, Razer's planet might not have been conquered by Atrocitus and his wife would still be alive, which—"

"It doesn't make his actions any less of a crime," Sayd interrupted. "Some sort of action must be taken."

"I accept whatever punishment you see fit." Razer's shoulders slumped. He was tired; it took them a while to recover from Varardras' poisonous atmosphere, and this ordeal was something he wanted to be over with. There was one good thing—Razer had never felt more… more content. Relieved. Even a little bit happy.

"Razer," Hal whispered, "I know you want to take punishment, but you know… You can fight a little."

"I did it, Hal. I could've set Atrocitus free to gather more Red Lanterns; to build another army."

"But you didn't." Kilowog stepped next to Razer and hit his back, flashing the kid a brief smile. Then Kilowog turned his gaze to the Guardians. "Razer might've started this mess, but he ended it. Heck, had you heard him back there when his ring left him… You coulda said he was talking like a real GL."

"About that: What exactly happened to your ring?" one of the other Guardians asked.

"It disappeared," Razer stated.

"What did you do to make that happen?"

"I let go. I stopped relying on my anger and hate and… I just used all of it up when fighting Atrocitus."

"You think we'll believe you simply 'used up' your anger?" Appa asked incredulously. "I doubt that's possible." Now Razer took on his signature look of annoyance.

"While I was on Varardras I kept thinking that I didn't need it. I didn't need all this anger; that… that Ilana would want me to have moved on. She wouldn't have wanted me to live so hatefully. Neither would my friends." Hal grinned and joined Razer and Kilowog in the front. Aya slipped between Hal and Razer, so she could be closer to him. "I simply held onto some of the anger before letting it all go. That is all."

Appa huffed. "Then this meeting is over. Razer, we will call upon you when we decide on your punishment."

"I await it with bated breath," Razer muttered, earning a laugh from the guys.

"You are dis—" Sayd started, but stopped as the overhead dome opened and a ring came flying inside. She sighed. "To think, a ring just went out three weeks ago." Practically everyone lowered their heads at the thought of another dead Lantern. "Salaak, can you tell us whose it is?"

"I don't think the ring's come back to Oa for that, Guardians," Salaak said softly. At first, everyone was confused. Then they looked at the glowing green ring, which was floating right in front of a bewildered Razer. "The ring that left Oa left while they were all on Varardras. I think we can safely assume why, now."

"You mean… me?" Razer could barely believe it. Hal whooped loudly, causing him and everyone else to jump.

"What are you waiting for Razer? Put the ring on!" Hal turned to the Guardians. "It seems that the ring thought Razer's actions on Varardras were pretty Green Lantern-like too."

"Guess I can't call you Red anymore, huh Poozer?" Kilowog punched Razer's arm, and Razer just stared at him.

"Razer?" This time, it was Aya. "Are you well? Everyone is waiting for you to put the ring on. You're its new bearer."

"But why me?" Razer narrowed his eyes. "It doesn't make sense."

"It is as Green Lanterns Hal Jordan and Kilowog have said," Sayd mused. "When you didn't kill Atrocitus and let go of your hate, you showed an immense amount of will and dedication to those close to you. You have deserved the ring, as well as a pardon. Do the other Guardians agree?" The others murmured their agreements, some a little more hesitant than others (mostly Appa), and Razer smiled. Really, really smiled.

Ilana, thank you.

Razer extended his right hand and the ring slid onto his finger. In an eruption of green light, his look completely changed. The suit that clung closest to his body was as black as his Red Lantern outfit ever was. But now, as he looked down, he didn't see the Red, he didn't see hate, he saw green armor covering his torso and a large Green Lantern sigil covering his chest. His hands and feet, he saw, were clad in green armor. His outfit was similar to his Red Lantern outfit, but now, where he used to have a furious red helmet with horns that made him immediately menacing, he had a black cover with a green ring circling it, almost like a crown of sorts. His ears, too, were green. It seemed fitting: An outfit tailored to Razer, not to his rage.

At first, because he was unused to change, Razer was uncomfortable. But then it felt normal, comfortable even, and Hal was on him, wrapping an arm around his shoulder and rattling on and on about what torture he'd go through as Kilowog's student as a new Green Lantern, and there was nothing he could do but go with the flow and smile.

"Anyways," Hal said about ten minutes into his one-sided conversation, "how do you feel?"

"What?"

"He means how do you feel being a Green Lantern now," Kilowog said. "Different from being a Red, huh?"

"It's different," Razer admitted. "But… I think I could grow to tolerate it."

That sent everyone into a round of laughter and they kept talking. Not as crewmates or just fellow Lanterns, but as friends.

A/N: Agh! It was hard trying to describe Razer's GL uniform. ;_; My first description came out confusing and bad. The one you see now is a million times better because of my friend Ruth, aka PickleBrandenbourghj. She's awesome. ALSO, I'm posting up a collab fic we're doing together soon.

Originally, I planned on having a bit of a less happy ending but this came out. But I like this; I like Razer being a GL. If he just let go of all of that hate…

Anyways, thanks for reading and hope you enjoyed.

BTW; Would anyone like to see an alternate ending? You know, a not happy one. If so, I'll gladly do it. It's up to you all!