Application Scene: Hank Henshaw

[lanternslight]

Hal wipes the blood from his nose and looks up at his opponent. His left arm may be broken, but the ring is working on fixing that. His shields took the brunt of that last blast, but the kinetic force of it was still impressive.

"You can't win, Henshaw," he tells his assailant, rising from the crater left behind. "Turn yourself in, and this can go easy."

Sure, it's tough talk from a guy who's just been blasted into a crater... but Hal's always been good at that kind of talk.

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[lanternslight.livejournal.com]

Hal replies as he would when anyone has him by the throat.

Head-butt to the nose.

Normal people would crack open their skulls with such a move. Hal's ring is at least keeping him in one piece.

[alloy-avenger.livejournal.com]

Henshaw sees this coming and doesn't even deign to release his heat vision. However, his eyes glow even brighter as his brows knit in anger.

"Here I stand, ready to give you relief from all your shame and suffering, and you..." he trails off, instead digging his fingers into the fracture of Jordan's left arm. He lets go of the man's throat, holding him solely in midair by his broken arm, and his other hand finds...Hal's right wrist.

It grips with immense force, slowly crushing and separating Jordan's hand from his body. "You dare deprecate my offer of bliss? You will beg for death when I am through."

[gl-corps.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you know what else is crushing? The force from multiple Green Lantern rings, aimed with precision at Henshaw and fired with all the force--and will--their owners are capable of.

"Not today, poozer!" cried Kilowog, as he and his contingent of Green Lanterns swarmed in and spread out. "Say hello to the cavalry!"

That Hal had quietly called earlier in the fight.

[alloy-avenger.livejournal.com]

He presses with all of his might against the sheer rock he is pinned against, but there is too much...too much...too much. The pain begins to bother him and he simply turns it off.

Henshaw realizes this is a losing battle, now. But he will not submit. On his fingers, he bears ten rings. Each of them fires at a different Lantern, coordinated by a machine that is controlled by a man. But he can feel the extent of the damage. He can sense it. His legs have been taken, now...

But he presses onwards, unperturbed; pinned to the rock, but retaliating. Until there is nothing left to retaliate with. Except that scarlet eye. He unleashes everything he can into Kilowog's face.

The eye only glows.

[gl-corps.livejournal.com]

"It's over, poozer. Lights out."

Another blast.

But not death. Never death.

[alloy-avenger.livejournal.com]

The eye faded slowly, slowly to black. But before Henshaw was completely devoid of power, he managed a simple message to Kilowog.

"Sixteen billion...at peace. Never me."