The last Will or the beginning of the Skull lantern Corp
2nd vision Ch 1:
Sector 2814, Planet Earth
It's been 6 months since the so called "Blackest Night" The earth comes slowly back to his normality. Or what you would call it after such a Nightmare.
But unknown to all, the nightmare wasn't over yet. A few "Black rings or Death rings" have survived the "Death" of their master.
Just like this particular one who flow straight to a little sleepy town in the middle of Kansas USA; SMALLVILLE
On the graveyard not far from the town, a woman in her mid 60`s, stood over the grave of her husband, with a few flowers for him in her hand. The grave was seated on a hill straight under an old tree.
The woman kneeled down and laid the flower on the grave before she reread inscription on the grave stone and shed a few tears.
Jonathan Kent
Beloved Husband and Father
XX-XX-XXXX to XX-XX-XXXX
Martha: "Oh God Jonathan, you can't image how much I miss you my heart"
She got up and kissed the Gravestone, before she begun to cry harder. As her tears slide down her cheek, so did it the rain that was starting to fall.
She stood for a few moments in the rain before she opened her umbrella. She was in middle of her way back, as she glanced one more time to the grave and got to her car.
One hour later.
The black ring came to a stop above the graveyard and began to scan the graves, until he came to a decision. He chose the grave on the hill under the old tree.
Ring: "Jonathan Kent of planet earth, RIS - (Crack!) Signal disconnected"
In the moment where the ring wanted to take over Jonathan's corpse, opened a portal made of dark-green-fire and destroyed the ring with a fire tentacle.
Through the portal came an equal dark-green ring with a slightly green aura. The ring was in many aspects like the black-ring the only difference was that the dark-green ring had no lantern symbol on him. There was a griming Skull with dark-green glowing eyeholes. His voice was dry and echoed like a ghost or phantom.
Dark-Green-Ring:" Jonathan Kent of planet earth; your unbreakable will has impressed even the Grim Reaper. Welcome to the Skull Lantern Corp"
With this word the ring dug in the grave through the coffin and attached himself to his right ring finger.
In the first 5 seconds nothing happens, than the corps started to glow green right before….
?:"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
...the corps started to burn and scream with full force.
The not so death body started to fight the tightness of his coffin, but there was no space and the pain was insufferable. The pain and the panic grew until…
BOOOOOMM!
…the earth above the coffin explodes and set the tree on fire.
The still burning and screaming corps stumbled out of the hole and collapsed to his knees a few feet later.
A few seconds later the flames died and gave a man in his mid 20`s free. He sat up and took a deep breath after the long time without use of his lungs and…
?: "Cough! Cough! Cough!"
Cough a few times to spit out all the dust and dirt.
After the Cough has died he looked to the raining sky who poured on him until he was wet to the skin. But he didn't mind, no! He welcomed it; it soothed his still burning skin and numbed the pain.
As his pain was endurable, he stretched his right hand to the raining sky and stared at the dark-green-ring (or Death-Will-Ring) on his ring finger. After a few minutes in this pose he could feel the presence of the person who did this to him.
?: "Ouch! Damn, Grim! You could have warned me, that the pain in this way bigger is than in the other!"
The dark clocked person only chuckled on this comment.
Grim: "To swim agains` yhe stream is always painful, Jona`han"
The dark clocked person was no one other than the Grim Reaper with his black scythe.
Jonathan: "A little warning would be nice, if something like this happens again."
Growled Jonathan. Yes, the person, who was in little less than great pain, was Jonathan Kent the owner of this blasted grave.
Jonathan stood up and wiped the dirt from his cloths. After he was more or less clean, Jonathan notices what he was wearing. It was an old blue suit with flounce sleeves and collar.
Jonathan: "What the heck is that! This thing is so ugly I would not even wear it on my own burial!"
Grim only coked one of his none exist eyebrows. And a moment later Jonathan register what he had said.
Jonathan: "Oh…"
He thought for a moment and looked around. His grave looked like a bomb has exploded, the tree and a few parts of dirt where still burning in a dark-green-flame. He thought a moment longer and made his decision.
Jonathan: "First I need new cloths and a shovel to clean up this mess"
With this words Jonathan made his way to the graveyard entrance.
Grim: "Where yhe fxxx ye think ye going?"
Jonathan stopped and answered.
Jonathan: "Home! I need a few things or do you want from me to start my mission in this outfit?"
Grim looked for a few seconds before…
Grim: "Alright! But don't forget our little contract, Jona`han"
With this word he disappeared.
Jonathan stood there still staring at the spot where Grim stood only moment before.
Jonathan: "How could I forget….how could I…."
To be continued….