Green Lantern Page #2

I did.

Now you know you gotta boost the ceiling.

I showed you what they can't do.

You didn't have to make that point

in front of Air Force Acquisitions.

That's enough, Carol.

Since I'm gonna have to lay off most of

my company anyway, you're fired, Hal.

It's too late. I quit.

He's not fired and you don't quit.

You're grounded,

pending the results of an investigation.

Watch your back.

That's impossible, Bob.

- Tell me what happened.

- Controls locked up.

Don't give me that, Hal. You had a

window when you could've recovered.

Did you choke?

You wouldn't be the first,

but I need to know.

My controls locked up.

What the hell is all this, anyway?

What's with the ridiculous suit?

- I know your dad's been bucking for you...

- The merits of my career choices...

You're a pilot, and a good one.

Giving that up to fly a desk is bullshit.

I like it and I'm good at it.

Doesn't mean I'll never get in a cockpit

again. It isn't one way or the other.

That's the way a child looks at things,

and we aren't children anymore.

At least...

I just don't wanna see

someone I care about getting hurt.

Least of all you.

Choose well.

A test pilot's daring maneuvers

almost ended in tragedy.

Witnesses say pilot Hal Jordan

ejected at the last possible second...

...before his jet crashed

in the open desert.

He's the son of the late Martin Jordan...

...who was killed in his own

ill-fated test flight back in 1993.

We are told that Hal Jordan

is doing fine right now...

...though we have yet to hear

an official statement.

Hey, guys.

The incident has been a blow

to a new high-tech aircraft program...

Hey. How was work?

Oh. It was amazing, Jack.

Thank you for asking. Hey, Janice.

Just help me out here, because

I'm really trying to understand this.

- Mm-hm.

- Do you wanna be like him so bad?

- You just assume it's my fault.

- I talked to Carl.

- Oh. Heh, heh.

- You pushed the plane past its limits...

That's my job. It was an accident.

Everybody walked away.

Like your motorcycle accident

that put you in the hospital for a month?

I miss all this quality family time.

Good talk, Jack.

Where's Jason?

In his room.

Why?

Hey, it's Uncle Hal.

What's up there, ace?

This is the worst 11 th birthday party

I've ever been to.

No dancing girls?

What's going on...? Hey.

Hey.

I'm fine.

I guess I got a little freaked out

or something.

It happens.

Not to you.

Look...

...you don't have anything

to worry about.

You wanna know why?

Yeah, I may be a total screw-up

in every other part of my life...

...but the one thing I do know

how to do is fly.

You know, I used to know this kid.

Was a funny-looking little bastard.

One day, he's standing on the mound,

and he throws a perfect game.

That... That was me.

That was you?

Thought you looked familiar.

You were totally in the zone that day.

Remember?

- I still dream about it.

- I bet.

Take it.

Close your eyes.

Go on.

Now...

...can you remember

exactly how you felt that day?

That's how I feel when I'm flying.

Like that plane is a part of me.

No, it's like,

no matter how bad things get...

...there's something good out there...

...just over the horizon.

I could really feel it.

Yeah.

Me too.

Hey, got you something, birthday boy.

Wrapped it myself.

Cool. It's an X-1, right?

It's a Starfighter. My dad gave me that.

Let's put it up.

What happened today?

I mean, when you crashed.

Not really sure, exactly.

Were you scared?

It's my job not to be.

You know, you're totally missing

your super-lame birthday party.

Beat it. Go, go, go!

I'm glad you're okay.

Me too, ace.

Get off! No!

Aah! No!

- Come on, stay with me. Stay with me.

- I'm gonna get you some help.

You're gonna be okay.

You're gonna be okay. Okay, hold on.

Your name. Your name.

It's Hal. Hal Jordan.

Hal Jordan, I am Abin Sur,

protector of Sector 2814.

Okay, hey, listen.

We're gonna get you to a hospital, okay?

Okay? One that carries purple blood.

The ring...

...it chose you.

Take it!

Place the ring in the lantern.

Place the ring, speak the oath...

- What?

- Great honor, responsibility...

I don't understand.

Breathe. You gotta breathe, okay?

All you gotta do is breathe.

Just breathe, okay?

Hey, hey, hey. No, no, no.

Hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey. Come on, man.

No, no, no, don't do that.

Hey, now, don't do that.

Oh, come on.

X-97 systems check complete.

Yo.

Come again?

Hmm.

Is that a spaceship?

Yeah.

Is it real?

It's real.

Did you see what kind of power source

this thing uses?

- Do you understand...?

- We can't stay.

- We can't stay here.

- What?

- Gotta go.

- What?

Pilot.

He wore a uniform.

I think he was a soldier.

He gave me this.

He proposed?

We're gone. We're gone, now!

They're gonna know someone was there.

Alien pilots don't bury themselves.

I couldn't just leave him there.

I hope this thing isn't radioactive.

- Yeah, well, you're the genius. You... Aah!

- Aah!

- Jesus!

- Aah! Whoa!

Got it!

He said that the ring chose me.

He said it was a great honor.

Responsibility.

Responsibility?

- Yeah.

- You?

Well, maybe on their planet

"responsibility" just means "a**hole."

Let's hope so.

A great light has gone out

in the universe.

Abin Sur is dead.

Four of my Lantern brothers killed.

The inhabitants of two worlds

annihilated by an unknown enemy.

An enemy that possesses

the yellow power of fear.

We know it originated from

within the Lost Sector.

We know it grows more powerful

with each encounter.

According to Abin Sur's last transmission,

he seemed to know what it was.

His only words were, "It's Parallax."

We are aware of the threat.

We are assessing the situation.

While you assess,

innocent lives will be lost.

Let me take the fight to this enemy.

There is much of which

you are not aware, Sinestro.

If the danger is as great as we suspect...

What are you saying?

You believe this enemy can defeat us?

Guardians, if your faith in our power

has faltered, let me renew it.

Let me take a squadron of my strongest

Lanterns against this enemy...

...and I'll prove to you

our best days are not behind us.

Dr. Hammond?

Dr. Hector Hammond?

We need to ask you to come with us.

Did Adam put you up to this?

Get out of the car, please.

Whoa.

Dr. Hammond?

Dr. Amanda Waller.

I must apologize for the theatrics,

but the government does like its protocols.

Please, follow me.

Is that what I think it is?

An alien life form, doctor.

The first that mankind

has ever encountered...

...despite what the conspiracy theorists

would have you believe.

We want you to do the initial assessment

of its physiology.

My God.

Why me?

As a xenobiologist, your skills are

specifically suited to the task.

Beyond that...

...I'm not at liberty to tell you.

Hello.

The eyes, nose, ears and mouth

are humanoid.

In the left anterior thoracic region

is a 10-centimeter wound...

...with jagged edges containing attached

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