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Razaya Week 2013 Day Four: Role Reversal

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Aya had lost everything. Her husband, her child, her very world had all been ripped away from her. She had grieved for her murdered family and devastated planet, but there had been no tears. They had been buried beneath the burning rage and thirst for revenge in the blink of an eye. She had been powerless to expel such blind hate…until a crimson ring of power descended from the sky and slipped onto her finger. Then she could exact terrible vengeance against those who had wronged her. How was she to know that the very being who had inducted her into the Red Lantern Corps had been the one she sought all along?

With all his efficient and precise programming and knowledge, the AI Razer hesitated when he looked upon the scene before him. Surely Atrocitus deserved the beating he was receiving from Aya; after all, he had been the one to murder her love and their daughter so long ago. The fire Aya had kept burning for them in her heart had not lessened after all these years. Surely the dead deserved retribution. But seeing her in such a rage, ringed with scarlet energy fed by her hate, Razer did something he did not think he was capable of: he flinched.

Razer waited until Aya flung the leader of the Red Lanterns into a mountainside before moving closer. “Aya, you must stop this.” She didn’t respond, didn’t even acknowledge him. He knew he had to do something before he lost her completely. A blast of green energy at her feet brought her attention away from the unconscious Atrocitus. “Enough, Aya. You must not kill him.”

“Why not?!” she screamed. “He killed my family. He deserves everything coming to him!”

“Perhaps he does,” he reasoned. “But that is not for you to decide.”

The red energy around her crackled at the words. “You want him to stand trial? Before whom?! There is no court in the universe for the likes of him!” She started to turn back to her opponent, but Razer put himself between him and the still-grieving woman. “Move, or your fate will be the same as his.”

“You will not harm me, Aya.”

She raised her fist in response, a fresh surge of red enveloping her arm. “You are so sure of that?”

“Positive.” There was no hesitation in his voice, and not just because he had already calculated a 99.997% probability in his favor. He had spent enough time around Aya to know that while her anger and rage was strong, she had no desire to inflict pain or harm on an innocent bystander. He carefully studied her face, watching with rapt fascination as her pupils narrowed then dilated and her brow slowly smoothed over. She let out a cry borne of pure frustration and impotent wrath before slamming an unusually large amount of energy into the mountainside, away from Atrocitus’ prone form. She heaved in great breaths, but did not raise her ring again. Razer took a step forward and reached for her shoulder. Aya twisted away and refused to face him. He understood, though a curious sensation in his breast stirred at the movement. It was not a pleasant feeling; he would have to log it for future examination. “I know you are still in pain, but Atrocitus will face justice for his crimes, Aya. I can assure you of that.”

“Spare me, Razer. What would a machine know of my pain?”

That unpleasant sensation doubled at her words. She lifted from the ground and flew back to the Interceptor before he could speak. “Sigh.” Turning to Atrocitus, Razer set about securing his red power ring and binding his arms and legs. He had a lot to answer for, but foremost in Razer’s processors and hard drives was having him answer for the pain he had inflicted on Aya.
RedLantern!Aya and GreenLantern!Razer! And Atrocitus getting his ass handed to him...
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