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re: Bard's Poor Attempt at a Combined Marvel/DC Universe (an ongoing project)
Posted on 5/14/23 at 1:16 pm to Bard
Posted on 5/14/23 at 1:16 pm to Bard
“Alert: airborne vehicles on approach vector to this position. Due north.”
Hal conjured some binoculars then looked in the direction his ring had indicated. Sure enough, two modified Apache helicopters were coming towards him. At a thought, the binoculars added a range gauge: twenty-five miles and slowly closing.
Ever since his run-in with the “Hulk” creature, Hal had made a point of adding Indian Springs to his normal patrol patterns in and around Las Vegas. While the military brass at Edwards AFB left him alone these days, it had taken him subduing the Rhino right outside of Waller’s office to get to that point. The people at Groom Lake apparently had their own ideas as they had started sending out aircraft to either shadow or intimidate him. They weren’t succeeding at either.
Hal had tried to meet with General Ross, but apparently the “Thunderbolt” was still upset. He had been understandably angry over the Banner situation, but he had taken Hal’s resignation from the Air Force personally. From what Betty had said, it seemed Ross had been grooming Hal to be his successor someday, but Hal’s leaving shot those plans down.
Hal had done his best to diffuse the previous encounters by playing a bit of hide-n-seek with the choppers and jets, but his patience was running out. He had a job to do and they were getting in his way. His mind made up, he dimmed his aura and dropped between two buildings to avoid any tracking then tapped into their comm system as he made his move.
“Eagle One to base. Target has disappeared again. Request permission to return to base.” There was an uncharacteristic pause before the response.
“Negative, Eagle One. Both you and Eagle Two are to continue to patrol. If you have an opportunity to engage without risking civilians, engage with the target and bring it down!”
Hal smiled. That was Colonel John Ryker, one of the most blatant “yes” men the military had ever produced. If you were high enough up the chain of command, Ryker would do whatever it took to curry your favor. He had latched onto General Ross’ coattails years ago so Hal knew him well. He guessed Ross had put him in charge of finding out about the mysterious green light over Indian Springs (you can’t have something like that appearing randomly near a military base which isn’t supposed to exist) and now Ryker wanted to earn a pat on the head.
Hal broke into the channel, “Are you sure about that, Colonel?”
“Wha-of COURSE I’m sure! Which one of you said that?”
Hal could hear the uncertainty when one of the helo pilots responded.
“Uhhhh… that wasn’t us, sir.”
“Oh? Then who the hell was it, soldier? Are you telling me someone has hacked into a secured military channel?” Hal could almost feel the sarcasm coming through his earpiece.
“No, Johnboy, he’s not telling you that. I am.“
“WHO TH-“
“Green Lantern for space sector 2814 at your service. Think of me as a ‘space cop’. This area of the galaxy is my ‘beat’.”
“I DON’T CARE WHO YOU ARE! You can’t break into secure channels of the United States military!”
“It seems that I can. There’s always something I’ve wanted to know, Colonel… does that slicked back hair make it easier for you to check Ross’ colon for polyps?”
“EAGLES ONE AND TWO! FIND AND ENGAGE THAT TARGET!”
“Ease up, there Johnny. You’re primitive tech can’t find me unless I want to be found. ‘Space cop’, remember?” At that point, Hal willed the brightness of his ring’s constructs to increase suddenly. To the pilots it seemed like he suddenly appeared out of the darkness between them, sitting cross-legged while riding on a carpet.
“Eagle One! Target sighted between us and Eagle Two!” Both pilots began to bank away from each other, but then stopped as their world became green.
“Eagle One to base! Visuals blocked by a thick green light. LIDAR is out, we don’t even have altimeter readings! We have nothing on any instruments!”
“Eagle Two, same! We’re blind and controls aren’t responding!”
Hal conjured some binoculars then looked in the direction his ring had indicated. Sure enough, two modified Apache helicopters were coming towards him. At a thought, the binoculars added a range gauge: twenty-five miles and slowly closing.
Ever since his run-in with the “Hulk” creature, Hal had made a point of adding Indian Springs to his normal patrol patterns in and around Las Vegas. While the military brass at Edwards AFB left him alone these days, it had taken him subduing the Rhino right outside of Waller’s office to get to that point. The people at Groom Lake apparently had their own ideas as they had started sending out aircraft to either shadow or intimidate him. They weren’t succeeding at either.
Hal had tried to meet with General Ross, but apparently the “Thunderbolt” was still upset. He had been understandably angry over the Banner situation, but he had taken Hal’s resignation from the Air Force personally. From what Betty had said, it seemed Ross had been grooming Hal to be his successor someday, but Hal’s leaving shot those plans down.
Hal had done his best to diffuse the previous encounters by playing a bit of hide-n-seek with the choppers and jets, but his patience was running out. He had a job to do and they were getting in his way. His mind made up, he dimmed his aura and dropped between two buildings to avoid any tracking then tapped into their comm system as he made his move.
“Eagle One to base. Target has disappeared again. Request permission to return to base.” There was an uncharacteristic pause before the response.
“Negative, Eagle One. Both you and Eagle Two are to continue to patrol. If you have an opportunity to engage without risking civilians, engage with the target and bring it down!”
Hal smiled. That was Colonel John Ryker, one of the most blatant “yes” men the military had ever produced. If you were high enough up the chain of command, Ryker would do whatever it took to curry your favor. He had latched onto General Ross’ coattails years ago so Hal knew him well. He guessed Ross had put him in charge of finding out about the mysterious green light over Indian Springs (you can’t have something like that appearing randomly near a military base which isn’t supposed to exist) and now Ryker wanted to earn a pat on the head.
Hal broke into the channel, “Are you sure about that, Colonel?”
“Wha-of COURSE I’m sure! Which one of you said that?”
Hal could hear the uncertainty when one of the helo pilots responded.
“Uhhhh… that wasn’t us, sir.”
“Oh? Then who the hell was it, soldier? Are you telling me someone has hacked into a secured military channel?” Hal could almost feel the sarcasm coming through his earpiece.
“No, Johnboy, he’s not telling you that. I am.“
“WHO TH-“
“Green Lantern for space sector 2814 at your service. Think of me as a ‘space cop’. This area of the galaxy is my ‘beat’.”
“I DON’T CARE WHO YOU ARE! You can’t break into secure channels of the United States military!”
“It seems that I can. There’s always something I’ve wanted to know, Colonel… does that slicked back hair make it easier for you to check Ross’ colon for polyps?”
“EAGLES ONE AND TWO! FIND AND ENGAGE THAT TARGET!”
“Ease up, there Johnny. You’re primitive tech can’t find me unless I want to be found. ‘Space cop’, remember?” At that point, Hal willed the brightness of his ring’s constructs to increase suddenly. To the pilots it seemed like he suddenly appeared out of the darkness between them, sitting cross-legged while riding on a carpet.
“Eagle One! Target sighted between us and Eagle Two!” Both pilots began to bank away from each other, but then stopped as their world became green.
“Eagle One to base! Visuals blocked by a thick green light. LIDAR is out, we don’t even have altimeter readings! We have nothing on any instruments!”
“Eagle Two, same! We’re blind and controls aren’t responding!”
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Posted on 5/14/23 at 1:17 pm to Bard
Colonel Ryker took the microphone again. “THIS IS AN ACT OF WAR, YOU SON-“
“Settle down, John-John. I’m not hurting them, I’ve just disabled their ability to see or track anything with my fancy ‘space cop’ tech. Now if you’ll check your radar you’ll see they are gently being brought back around to head towards home.”
“I demand you release them at once!”
Hal dimmed his aura then dropped his constructs, they were approximately 20 miles away from Groom Lake and now heading back toward it. “Done. Understand this, John: I could have done this and more at any time.”
“Is that a threat!?!”
“It’s a gesture. I don’t care about you nor your base-that-doesn’t-exist, but I’m not going to allow you to continue to harass me. Stop sending sorties out after me or I’ll return the soldiers safe and sound but pile the destroyed equipment up around your office while having a long conversation with ol’ Thunderbolt about how that waste is all your fault.”
“Eagle One to base: we have control again but no target.”
“Eagle Two: confirmed.”
Hal slowed to a stop as the helicopters continued to proceed northward, waiting to hear Ryker’s response.
“Eagles One and Two: return to base. Ryker out.”
Hal blew out a sign of relief as the two choppers receded into the distance. One problem down, now to get back to Indian Springs…
“Alert: terrestrial authority radio warning of silent alarm triggered: corner of Boulder and McFarland,” his ring announced suddenly. Hal headed back toward the city at lightning speed.
A car was speeding out of the parking lot as he flew up, he was considering the best way to stop the speeding vehicle when his ring spoke up again, “Alert! Anomaly det-“
The rest was drowned out by the sound of the Hulk exploding out of the store’s entrance. He was every bit the raging, emerald machine of destruction Hal remembered. The Hulk oriented on the car then leapt at it but Hal was quicker. Pinball from the amusement park earlier in the day was still in the back of his mind so he conjured a pinball plunger which slammed into the Hulk from the side as he was still in mid-leap. Hal remembered well the beast’s incredible strength and brutal manner so he had put some extra force behind the hit in order to force the fight well outside of town.
Although he followed in the Hulk’s wake as fast as he could, the monster’s crash back to earth had stirred up so much dust he couldn’t see where- WHAM! A boulder had shot out of the dust cloud and slammed into Hal, knocking him backward slightly. The monster took advantage and leaped at Hal.
Hal wasn’t about to make the mistake of letting the Hulk get close to him again. He dodged back and away from the Hulk’s leap arc, then flew around behind him. As the Hulk hit the ground, Hal surrounded his opponent with a sphere large enough that he would have to telegraph any attack on it thus giving Hal time to move it out of reach again. Hal had been planning this for months, this time he had a gameplan.
As the Hulk moved to attack the side of the sphere, Hal moved the sphere away from him. If the Hulk punched, the sphere moved before contact could be made. If he jumped, Hal would use the bubble to pull Hulk back down to the ground from behind then move it away if his giant adversary tried to make any other contact with it. When the Hulk tried to run, Hal would trip him.
“Green Ring Man! Fight Hulk! Stupid Bubble is STUPID!”
“Sorry, Big Green, but I think you are a bit too much for me to handle straight up like that.”
“Green Ring Man knows Hulk strongest there is! Hulk SMASH!”
“It’s ‘Lantern’, ‘Green Lantern’. Come on, man. We have marketing and everything.”
“Shut up, stupid Green Ring Man!”
This went on far longer than Hal would have thought possible but finally his opponent started slowing down. Hal could control how much air entered or left such a construct and he had made this one air-tight. He had made sure the Hulk could see the bubble the entire time, giving him something to focus on while using up all the air within it. Hal had already painfully learned that this beast was clever so instead of relaxing, he kept his focus sharp. When the beast finally fell, Hal was ready for it. What he wasn’t ready for was what happened next.
The beast had been unconscious for mere seconds when the started. Hal watched in amazement as the creature began to shrink into a more normal-sized form. His amazement turned to awe as the beast’s skin color changed from green to the pinkish-white of someone who hadn’t been out in the sun for years. His awe, his amazement, all of his feelings flatlined to a dull nothing when he saw the face of his opponent morph into that of his friend.
“Oh, God… Bruce…”
“Settle down, John-John. I’m not hurting them, I’ve just disabled their ability to see or track anything with my fancy ‘space cop’ tech. Now if you’ll check your radar you’ll see they are gently being brought back around to head towards home.”
“I demand you release them at once!”
Hal dimmed his aura then dropped his constructs, they were approximately 20 miles away from Groom Lake and now heading back toward it. “Done. Understand this, John: I could have done this and more at any time.”
“Is that a threat!?!”
“It’s a gesture. I don’t care about you nor your base-that-doesn’t-exist, but I’m not going to allow you to continue to harass me. Stop sending sorties out after me or I’ll return the soldiers safe and sound but pile the destroyed equipment up around your office while having a long conversation with ol’ Thunderbolt about how that waste is all your fault.”
“Eagle One to base: we have control again but no target.”
“Eagle Two: confirmed.”
Hal slowed to a stop as the helicopters continued to proceed northward, waiting to hear Ryker’s response.
“Eagles One and Two: return to base. Ryker out.”
Hal blew out a sign of relief as the two choppers receded into the distance. One problem down, now to get back to Indian Springs…
“Alert: terrestrial authority radio warning of silent alarm triggered: corner of Boulder and McFarland,” his ring announced suddenly. Hal headed back toward the city at lightning speed.
A car was speeding out of the parking lot as he flew up, he was considering the best way to stop the speeding vehicle when his ring spoke up again, “Alert! Anomaly det-“
The rest was drowned out by the sound of the Hulk exploding out of the store’s entrance. He was every bit the raging, emerald machine of destruction Hal remembered. The Hulk oriented on the car then leapt at it but Hal was quicker. Pinball from the amusement park earlier in the day was still in the back of his mind so he conjured a pinball plunger which slammed into the Hulk from the side as he was still in mid-leap. Hal remembered well the beast’s incredible strength and brutal manner so he had put some extra force behind the hit in order to force the fight well outside of town.
Although he followed in the Hulk’s wake as fast as he could, the monster’s crash back to earth had stirred up so much dust he couldn’t see where- WHAM! A boulder had shot out of the dust cloud and slammed into Hal, knocking him backward slightly. The monster took advantage and leaped at Hal.
Hal wasn’t about to make the mistake of letting the Hulk get close to him again. He dodged back and away from the Hulk’s leap arc, then flew around behind him. As the Hulk hit the ground, Hal surrounded his opponent with a sphere large enough that he would have to telegraph any attack on it thus giving Hal time to move it out of reach again. Hal had been planning this for months, this time he had a gameplan.
As the Hulk moved to attack the side of the sphere, Hal moved the sphere away from him. If the Hulk punched, the sphere moved before contact could be made. If he jumped, Hal would use the bubble to pull Hulk back down to the ground from behind then move it away if his giant adversary tried to make any other contact with it. When the Hulk tried to run, Hal would trip him.
“Green Ring Man! Fight Hulk! Stupid Bubble is STUPID!”
“Sorry, Big Green, but I think you are a bit too much for me to handle straight up like that.”
“Green Ring Man knows Hulk strongest there is! Hulk SMASH!”
“It’s ‘Lantern’, ‘Green Lantern’. Come on, man. We have marketing and everything.”
“Shut up, stupid Green Ring Man!”
This went on far longer than Hal would have thought possible but finally his opponent started slowing down. Hal could control how much air entered or left such a construct and he had made this one air-tight. He had made sure the Hulk could see the bubble the entire time, giving him something to focus on while using up all the air within it. Hal had already painfully learned that this beast was clever so instead of relaxing, he kept his focus sharp. When the beast finally fell, Hal was ready for it. What he wasn’t ready for was what happened next.
The beast had been unconscious for mere seconds when the started. Hal watched in amazement as the creature began to shrink into a more normal-sized form. His amazement turned to awe as the beast’s skin color changed from green to the pinkish-white of someone who hadn’t been out in the sun for years. His awe, his amazement, all of his feelings flatlined to a dull nothing when he saw the face of his opponent morph into that of his friend.
“Oh, God… Bruce…”
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