Zulu: In Brightest Day, In Nasty Weather

We stopped by the armoury on our way out of the bunker complex. Hal grabbed a heavy looking sniper rifle, whilst I took the machete my captor had been using. I've always been more handy with a blade than a gun.

 

"Where are we headed, Hal?" I'm skeptical of him still.

 

"My orders were to capture or kill Mordred using all and any necessary force. We're gonna do just that, ma'am."

 

"...That didn't answer my question. Where. Are. We. Going?"

 

*Sigh*"A small fortress nearby. Mordred's merc's pretty well control the area, so we'll have to be quiet....ish."

 

We decide the quietest way to get to Mordred is on foot. In itself, the whole walk takes around twenty minutes. Hal sets up the rifle and looks around.

 

"From the looks of it, there's about thirty guys, heavily armed. Nothing we can't take ourselves, right?"

 

"I'm injured and have only a knife, and the rifle has maybe fifteen rounds. I'd say we're fucked, Mr. Jordan, unless-"

 

"Unless THIS!" He says enthusiastically, reaching into his coat.

 

"Uhh... what is that...? Oh... my god..."

 

He holds in his hand an emerald green ring, with a beautiful carving of a lantern on it. Hal slips it over his finger and it begins to glow, as he recites a verse.

 

"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!"

 

And at that, a giant green fireball shoots into the air, taking Hal with it...

Done