Subject: [FFML] [Fanfic][R.5/GL]Emerald Angel <prolouge-chapter 1>
From: Kyhdin@aol.com
Date: 6/21/2000, 5:10 AM
To: ffml@fanfic.com

Well this is probably a first. Like Disruptor, I'm also doing a fic revolving 
around the concept of Akane getting a GL power ring. Since everyone 
interprets characters differently, it should be interesting to see how we 
each develop the story.

My version is called "Emerald Angel". My reasons for doing so will become 
clear in time.

C&C welcome, appreciated, greeted warmly, cherished, desired, and honored.

Agreeable Komodo
He who bought it, supplied it.
Just say yes to prophylactics.

P.S. What about a X-over with Captain Planet and a semi-similar anime? Just a 
thought.
*********************
Though I have no name, my "birth" was one of those one in a million cosmic 
accidents, or perhaps someone was simply bored. 

For whatever reason, while Kyle Rayner, who at the time was the sole wielder 
of the Power Ring of the Guardians, was in space, he encountered a tiny 
spinning bit of matter that was spinning so fast that it was little more then 
a whirling, invisible object.

Now Kyle, who was concentrating on his flight, failed to notice as the bit of 
matter sliced off a tiny bit of his ring, gauntlet, and the glowing green 
shard of metal tucked within. The gauntlet, being an energy construct, 
reformed itself and the missing piece dissipated. The pieces of ring and 
shard however, began a lazy curve back towards earth at speeds past that of 
light.

That bit of ring would eventually become me, and the piece of metal the 
lantern which enables me to do what I do.

This is the story of my life, my death, and everything that happened in 
between. . .
*********************
Chapter 1

Akane Tendo was having a bad day. One of those where nothing goes right and 
sooner or later you get the feeling that someone up there has a box marked 
"things that can go wrong" and is just emptying it's contents one by one into 
the cauldron that is your life.

So, it was understandable that when Upperclassman Kuno, the self-styled "Blue 
Thunder" of Furikan High, attempted to ask her out on a date in his usual 
fashion, Akane, who's legendary short temper had been shortened down to the 
bare edges by the day's events, responded by driving her feet into several 
vital areas of his body before throwing him into the dumpster just inside the 
mouth of a nearby alley.

As she stood there contemplating the sight of Kuno's bare feet sticking out 
of the trash, her eye was caught by a faint green light from further up the 
alley. Curious, Akane went to investigate.

The source of the light proved to be a jade sculpture in the shape of a paper 
lantern. "Wow," she said softly as she knelt to pick it up by the handle. As 
her fingers made contact, the light died away. For a moment, she was startled 
and then logic asserted itself. "Baka," she muttered to herself. "It's 
probably one of those one touch lamps or the batteries died just when you 
touched it. Don't get excited." Standing up, she turned to leave when she 
noticed a jade ring lying on the ground. Picking it up, she noticed that it 
seemed to be carved from a single piece of jade and was adorned with a 
miniature of the lantern she held. "Wow," she said quietly and then slipped 
it onto the middle finger of her right hand. Instantly, the ring blazed to 
life and then died. Looking down, Akane saw she was dressed in a form-fitting 
green and black costume with white gloves. Feeling something on her face, she 
touched it. It felt like some kind of mask. "What the hell is going on?" She 
said to no one in particular.

"Akane!" came a voice from behind her. 'Oh no!' She thought, fighting panic. 
'Ranma!' Pulling hard, she jerked the ring off of her finger and sighed in 
relief as the costume and mask vanished, restoring her clothes.

"Hey Akane!" came Ranma's voice again, closer this time. "Where are ya?"

"Over here!" Akane called, slipping the ring into her pocket. Maybe Doctor 
Tofu would understand what was going on.

"There you are," Ranma said, vaulting over the fence at the other end of the 
alley, "wha'cha doing back here?"

"None of your bisnuess!" Akane retorted. "And why do you care? Shouldn't you 
be off mooching off of Ukyou or Shampoo?"

"Maybe I'm curious!" Ranma shot back.

"Well be curious somewhere else!" Akane snapped and turning on her heel, 
marched out of the alley.

"Girls," Ranma grumbled to the piles of trash. "Go figure."
*********************
Much later that night, Akane sat cross-legged on her bed looking at the 
Lantern on her desk. Surprisingly, no one had commented on it unless she 
called it to their attention. It was almost as though it hadn't wanted to be 
noticed. "Now I'm just being silly," she grumbled and looked at the jade ring 
on her night stand and remembered what had happened when she had put it on. 
"Or maybe not. . ."

Groaning, she fell back on then bed and pulled the covers over her as she 
switched off the light. "I'll deal with it in the morning."

It wasn't until she was fast asleep, that the ring began to glow softly, 
pulsating to some alien rhythm.
*********************
Akane stood before the fire dressed in a white silk gown under a white robe. 
The flames suddenly turned green, reared high and then leapt out of the fire 
pit, forming a blazing circle around her before stretching towards the 
ceiling. Turning away from the pit, her body suffused with a strange sense of 
detachment, Akane's eyes widened as the flames leapt hungrily towards her.

Then she was floating over a city square ringed with skyscrapers made of 
glass and green steel. Below her, thirty-six hundred-where did that number 
come from?- beings stood, surrounding a curious structure shaped like a 
lantern. Each of them had her? His? It's? Arm? Tentacle? stretched towards 
the blazing green light emerging from the structure and she could hear their 
voices.

"In darkest day, in blackest night," the voices chanted. "No evil shall 
escape my sight. Let those who worship Evil's might beware my power, Green 
Lantern's Light!"

As the voices died away, she found herself wiping away a tear. There had been 
such a sense of grand majesty, of honor and loyalty about what she had just 
witnessed.

Then, from somewhere in the middle of the crowd, a human, a young man, his 
brown hair shot with gray, suddenly erupted into green flames, a fire which 
quickly consumed the entire square and Akane had to turn her head away to 
protect her eyes from the blazing light. When she could see again, the city 
was in ruins, corpses littered the ground, and a pile of ash covered the 
square. Then from the ash, a blazing pillar of light shot upwards, carrying 
with it a dark-haired young man, his clothing evocative of armor rather then 
a uniform. Rising with him were other shapes, half-formed blurs and ghosts of 
what might be.

"From the ashes, rises the new," said a voice behind her. Akane spun and 
found herself looking at man. He was the same height as Happosai, blue 
skinned, with white hair pulled back in a ponytail and dressed in a red robe.

"What?" Akane asked and then realized that the city was gone and they were 
simply floating in a strange cloud-like mist.

"Your place is prepared," the man said. "Do you want it?"

"I don't understand!" Akane yelled. "Take what place? Want what?"

"Violent girl never understand," said a new voice and Akane spun again to see 
Shampoo and Ukyou flanking Kodachi. All three were dressed in red armor with 
hair made out of living flames. Then she gasped. Lying at their feet was the 
burnt, blackened bodies of her family, friends, and anyone she had ever cared 
about. Behind them, hidden in the mists, she could just make out the shapes 
of others like them, legions ready to do battle. And behind those legions, 
strange, alien figures that radiated a weird and terrible power.

Then she realized that the pile at the feet of her rivals did not have Ranma 
in it. But as that realization came to her, a soft ugly chuckle drifted past 
her ears. Not wanting to look, but driven by a force that said she had to, 
Akane looked behind her and saw Ranma, also dressed in armor, his hair a 
living, burning effigy. There was no sign of kindness or compassion on his 
face, just a sadistic smirk.

"Ranma?" she asked fearfully. But there was no answer, instead, he stretched 
his hand out towards her and a wall of pure flame leapt at her. As the flame 
reached her, she saw Earth etched in the flames, consumed by the fires of 
greed and need for control. Then the flames touched her skin and she screamed 
as she was consumed.

How long she screamed she could never be sure, but gradually, she became 
aware of some shaking her and yelling her name. Then the world exploded in 
stars and she was staring at Ranma's face. His human face.

"Burning," she realized she was saying. "Burning everywhere, nobody human,  
all of us are slaves!"

"Akane!" Ranma shouted again as he shook her. "Snap out of it! It was just a 
dream. You had a nightmare!"

"N-Nightmare?" Akane asked, her throat raw from screaming.

"Yeah," Ranma said smiling as he handed her a glass of water proffered by a 
worried looking Kasumi, who stood nearby as the rest of the Tendo Household 
was jammed in the door to her room. "Just a nightmare. You're okay. You're 
safe."

"But it was so real," Akane protested.

"Dreams often are," Kasumi said as she took the glass back. "Perhaps someone 
was trying to tell you something?"

Akane did not sleep the rest of the night. Instead, she sat on her bed 
staring at the ring on her night stand, Kasumi's words going over and over 
through her head.

"If someone was trying to tell me something," she said to the dim stillness 
of her room, "I wish they had been a little quieter. . ."


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