Dinosaurs and Super Girls

I keep reading my own dumb fanfic and wanting it to be reeeeal. I can see it play in my head and everything.

I have a problem. D:

And when it bites, it bites hard.

Green Lantern: The Animated Series Characters: Razer and Aya Words: I dunno. I wrote it on my phone.

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Thoughts tumbled around in Razer’s head, agitating to be dwelled on, but never settling long enough to allow it. He rapped his long fingers on the surface in front of him, unsure of how to proceed.

So many things were so much harder recently. The last nine months in the company of the Green Lanterns had done much to change his view. He didn’t know where he belonged anymore, and this bothered him deeply. He respected, maybe even liked, his new comrades. He supposed it was inevitable, as he had been stuck with them.

But that wasn’t really what was niggling at him. Oh, it was part of it, but it was by no means the focus of his confused and troublesome thoughts. What was truly concerning was —

“Razer?” The soft voice of the A.I. that was Aya broke through his cocoon of thoughts. “Hal has sent me to retrieve you. The Guardians wish to speak to you about our recent return to Oa. I believe they are looking to corroborate our stories.”

“Of course,” Razer stood, avoiding the gaze of the robot.

“Razer, if I may say so, I feel that you have been…distant these last few days.” He could feel her looking at him with her simple blue eyes. “Have I done something to displease you?”

“No, of course not. I simply feel out of place on Oa.” He replied,glad to have an excuse for his own awkwardness. “If you recall, it wasn’t so long ago that I was sworn to destroy the Green Lantern Corps, Oa, and all they stand for. Now I find myself among them, and it is…disconcerting.”

They began to walk from Razer’s temporary quarters, toward the Guardian headquarters. They strode easily together, and not for the first time — far from the first time — Razer was reminded of how much she resembled his Ilana. Aya had taken her face, yes, but it was more than that. Aya’s height and gait were Ilana’s too. Or at least that’s what he tried to tell himself.

He tried to tell himself these things, but he also knew something deeper, and that was that though Aya had borrowed his memories, she had made them her own. She was herself, and far more than the literal sum of her parts.

Aya broke their silence, “Forgive me, Razer, but I have been contemplating what you said, and I believe you have not told me the entire truth. I have noted your temperament when we have been with the others, and have come to the conclusion that the majority of your anti-social behavior has been directed at me. Again, have I done something to displease you?”

Razer stopped and clenched his fists, scowling into the ground. Aya stopped ahead of him and turned to face him.

There was silence between them as Razer thought about what he could say. How he could say it. How it could be. And all the while that he delayed, he could only hear his own uneven breaths — another reminder of why this should be impossible. He relaxed his hands from their clenched fists and looked back into her glowing blue eyes. She observed him curiously.

He held her gaze for a few moments, trying to see if he was simply projecting his own feelings into her expression. But no, there was truly a curiosity behind those eyes. He wondered how the Guardians had ever engineered such a creature, and prayed they never would again.

He sighed and let his eyes slide from hers. “You have been present at Kilowog and Hal Jordan’s testimonies, correct?”

“Yes. I was particularly intrigued by Sergeant Kilowog’s report and this Blue Lantern, Saint Walker, he encountered. It would seem we owe Kilowog’s survival to him.”

“Indeed.” Razer felt an itch of irritation at the new Blue Lantern’s name. He looked at Aya again. “But what about Hal Jordan’s report?”

Aya tilted her head, as if trying to decipher the message he was trying to give her. “Yes, I was also present for Hal’s testimony. It was quite interesting, and very innovative. However, I feel we have much to thank Carol Ferris for. Without her quick thinking, Oa and the Guardians would have certainly been lost.”

Razer inhaled sharply as he braced himself for the next part of this slow revelation. For revealing the truth to Aya would be confirming what he himself had been trying to deny. He reached out and touched her shoulder gently. “Yes, this Carol Ferris seems to have great spirit. But you recall how Jordan made it to Earth…?”

Aya glanced at the hand on her shoulder, and then looked directly into Razer’s eyes. “Of course. You and Hal returned to Zamaron and asked the Star Sapphires for their assistance. They sent Hal to Earth at great risk.”

“Yes. And then they offered to do the same for me.” Aya’s perfect simulated eyebrows rose slightly, but she remained silent, waiting for Razer to continue. His hand slid down her shoulder to her hand, and he held it in both his own. “They saw in me what I could no longer see myself. Once Hal had successfully traveled to Earth, the Zamarons told me they could send me as well. And so I stepped through their portal, and arrived in time to save you from that wretch, Drusa.”

Aya’s eyebrows rose still further. “Razer, I do not understand — “

Razer continued as if she hadn’t spoken, “I love you, Aya. I wasn’t certain of my own feelings, but the Star Sapphires removed any doubt. I had thought that perhaps my attraction stemmed from the form you took from my mind. But, Aya, you are much more than the face of my old love. You are you, and you are incredible to me.”

Razer dropped her hand suddenly and turned away, embarrassed of this display of emotion that he’d been trying to deny in the first place. He stared up at the sky wondering what had come over him.

He felt a tug on his arm and allowed himself to be turned back around. He still didn’t want to look at her, though. Not yet. He shut his eyes as he let himself be pulled to face her, but they snapped open immediately when he felt her cool, construct fingers on either side of his head, gently bringing his face level with hers, and then suddenly she was kissing him, and just as suddenly it stopped.

He stood there, slouched and dumbstruck at what had just occurred. He stared at her blankly. “Wha…”

Aya was still holding his face in her hands. She smiled her gentle smile. The one he knew was just for him. “When I heard Hal’s report, I realized that the only way you could have reached Oa so quickly was through a similar means. I had simply thought my body’s similarities to Ilana’s had been enough to draw you back.

“I am not certain if I entirely understand love, but I know that you are important to me, Razer. You are different from others I have met in our travels, and you fascinate me. I want to protect you and be with you, and I wish to understand you. Is that love?” She looked concerned, and slightly confused.

Razer regained himself somewhat and stood straight. He looked down at her and touched his hand to her emerald face. “You sell yourself short, Aya. Whether the Guardians meant for it to happen, I do not know, but you certainly seem capable of all emotions to me. And what you don’t know, you quickly learn. You have changed more than I, Aya. And I have changed quite a bit.”

Aya smiled again. “That is true. You have changed very much since our first meeting. And I hope you will keep changing, and someday you might catch up.”

That last startled a laugh out of him. “Was that a joke, Aya?”

“As you say, I have changed a great deal since my activation, and I have learned much from you, Kilowog, and Hal, including how to ‘goof around,’ as Hal would say.”

Razer smiled a little and kissed her again. Her cool, green lips felt good against his skin.

And Bruce Timm, why are you so good at making shows where the romantic subtext is just SO DELICIOUS.

Not because of the actual Green Lantern aspect.

Almost entirely because Saint Walker and Vandal Savage are both voiced by Phil Morris, and two more different characters could not possibly exist in the DCU.