Gritting her teeth tightly, the girl pushed herself up off the ground. Sweat beaded near her temples and dripped down the side of her face and off her nose onto the linoleum below. Ninety-nine, she counted, then took a deep breath and lowered herself back down.
Her arms trembled with the exertion as she pushed up once again. There came a knock at the door. The girl allowed herself to collapse onto the floor. “Come in,” she said, catching her breath.
A lean, clean-cut young man with dark brown entered, carrying a tray. When he saw her, he frowned. “Shouldn’t you be resting?”
The girl shook her head. “I must be strong.” Her tone was tired, but steadied by conviction. “Besides, this might be my last chance to...” Her voice trailed off as a sad look came into her eyes.
The young man bit his lip. “You know,” he began after a moment, “you don’t have to go through with this. It’s not too late...”
The girl shook her head resolutely. “No, I have to do this.”
“Your family hasn’t cashed the check yet, you can still back out and simply return the money...”
“That’s not what...I mean...” The girl let out a long sigh. “I have to this, becauseI have to do this. This is who I am, who I want to be, who I can finally choose to be. This is my opportunity to truly be me, my only opportunity. There is nothing for me here, but there...”
The young man looked as if he wanted to say more, but he seemed to struggle inside. Finally, his shoulders fell and he capitulated. “Alright, I’ll leave you to it then.” He set the tray down on a nearby table. “You should eat it before it gets cold.”
The ChromaticWitch
EPISODE 2:
The Power of Green
“In brightest day, in blackest night,
No evil shall escape my sight
Let those who worship evil's might,
Beware my power, Green Lantern's light!!!”
The Green Lantern Oath
Warmed by the effusive sunlight streaming in through his window, Orin yawned and pulled himself out of his bed. Through his mind flitted fragments of last night’s dreams, memories of picnics at the park, splashing in the lake, and playing with his dog spot, who had met such an unfortunate end, and other scenes which were already beginning to fade.
As he yawned off the last remnants of drowsiness, an envelope icon popped up in his field of vision. “You have one new message. Read?” an automated voice asked.
“Yes,” he replied, and words began scrawling themselves in his view:
The Green Gateway has been found. All agents please be ready to depart by 0800 hours. Meet in the hangar.
Orin couldn’t keep the boyish grin off his face. The hanger...that means we’re taking the...
The blades of grass cowered, oppressed by the streamlines around the landing jet. Its sleek obsidian-hued surface gleamed cooly under the hot sun. After its elegant contours finally slid to a stop, the hatch door on its side lowered, allowing the energetic agents to exit.
They shuffled out, greeting the scene with huge grins plastered upon their faces. To one side stood a forest whose luxurious green foliage shimmered in the bright sun. On the other side was a green sea of grass as far as the eye could see.
“According to the readings, we’re at the Gateway.” Wraith commented, his brows furrowed.
The agents exchanged perplexed looks. “But there’s nothing here but nature...”
“All you need is nature and will,” an unfamiliar voice said. All the agents turned abruptly towards it.
A handsome dark haired young man in a fitted black and green costume stood in front of them, surveying them with marked interest.
“Kyle Rayner, I expected as much,” Father’s voice murmured over the neuro-link.
“Are you an agent of the Chromatic Witch?” Orin asked, his hand inching towards his phaser.
The young man smiled. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” As he spoke, he held up a fist towards them, from which a green beam of light shot out, expanding as it approached. It surrounded the group and formed into a translucent green box.
In the middle of one side of the box were some transcribed some characters:
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Yoruichi-san
Gritting her teeth tightly, the girl pushed herself up off the ground. Sweat beaded near her temples and dripped down the side of her face and off her nose onto the linoleum below. Ninety-nine, she counted, then took a deep breath and lowered herself back down.
Her arms trembled with the exertion as she pushed up once again. There came a knock at the door. The girl allowed herself to collapse onto the floor. “Come in,” she said, catching her breath.
A lean, clean-cut young man with dark brown entered, carrying a tray. When he saw her, he frowned. “Shouldn’t you be resting?”
The girl shook her head. “I must be strong.” Her tone was tired, but steadied by conviction. “Besides, this might be my last chance to...” Her voice trailed off as a sad look came into her eyes.
The young man bit his lip. “You know,” he began after a moment, “you don’t have to go through with this. It’s not too late...”
The girl shook her head resolutely. “No, I have to do this.”
“Your family hasn’t cashed the check yet, you can still back out and simply return the money...”
“That’s not what...I mean...” The girl let out a long sigh. “I have to this, because I have to do this. This is who I am, who I want to be, who I can finally choose to be. This is my opportunity to truly be me, my only opportunity. There is nothing for me here, but there...”
The young man looked as if he wanted to say more, but he seemed to struggle inside. Finally, his shoulders fell and he capitulated. “Alright, I’ll leave you to it then.” He set the tray down on a nearby table. “You should eat it before it gets cold.”
The Chromatic Witch
EPISODE 2:
The Power of Green
“In brightest day, in blackest night,
No evil shall escape my sight
Let those who worship evil's might,
Beware my power, Green Lantern's light!!!”
The Green Lantern Oath
Warmed by the effusive sunlight streaming in through his window, Orin yawned and pulled himself out of his bed. Through his mind flitted fragments of last night’s dreams, memories of picnics at the park, splashing in the lake, and playing with his dog spot, who had met such an unfortunate end, and other scenes which were already beginning to fade.
As he yawned off the last remnants of drowsiness, an envelope icon popped up in his field of vision. “You have one new message. Read?” an automated voice asked.
“Yes,” he replied, and words began scrawling themselves in his view:
The Green Gateway has been found. All agents please be ready to depart by 0800 hours. Meet in the hangar.
Orin couldn’t keep the boyish grin off his face. The hanger...that means we’re taking the...
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The blades of grass cowered, oppressed by the streamlines around the landing jet. Its sleek obsidian-hued surface gleamed cooly under the hot sun. After its elegant contours finally slid to a stop, the hatch door on its side lowered, allowing the energetic agents to exit.
They shuffled out, greeting the scene with huge grins plastered upon their faces. To one side stood a forest whose luxurious green foliage shimmered in the bright sun. On the other side was a green sea of grass as far as the eye could see.
“According to the readings, we’re at the Gateway.” Wraith commented, his brows furrowed.
The agents exchanged perplexed looks. “But there’s nothing here but nature...”
“All you need is nature and will,” an unfamiliar voice said. All the agents turned abruptly towards it.
A handsome dark haired young man in a fitted black and green costume stood in front of them, surveying them with marked interest.
“Kyle Rayner, I expected as much,” Father’s voice murmured over the neuro-link.
“Are you an agent of the Chromatic Witch?” Orin asked, his hand inching towards his phaser.
The young man smiled. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” As he spoke, he held up a fist towards them, from which a green beam of light shot out, expanding as it approached. It surrounded the group and formed into a translucent green box.
In the middle of one side of the box were some transcribed some characters:
GP1.doc
In the middle of the opposite side was an image:
GP2.doc
Wraith put his hand up to the translucent green wall and felt its resistance. “Looks like we’re going to have to figure out how to get out of here.”
The young man smiled and nodded. “If you do, I’ll be waiting.” Then he turned and disappeared into the forest.
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