29th July 2013
10:40 GMT
I watch as the Guardian procession heads towards Supertown while I float… A few miles away. I need to be here in case something goes wrong, and apparently so that our ring-shaped Guardian doesn't try to seek me out. I wonder why he never got as far as me? Could they cloud his senses so that he couldn't detect me, or does becoming a construct restrict his powers in some way? I suppose that if they're a result of symbiosis as I half-remember from the comics then lacking a body
would result in him losing them.
I pull the Eradicator head out of subspace and look at it.
Hm.
Roy managed to drill a neat hole through both of the eyes, so the cameras and the focusing system for the heat beams is gone. It was probably less advanced than the one Kon and I fought on Xenon, but it might have been nice to see how the technology changed over time. The short term memory store survived Roy's shot due to the internal armour partition, but… It looks like they're designed to send sensory data back to the main unit rather than maintain records themselves. I say 'looks like'; they may have had the main data store in their chests rather than their heads.
But looking behind the eyes, it doesn't looks like the energy weapons built into the face were anything special, actually. Not unless Dubbilex feels like creating G-Pixies. They actually use the same sort of cell suspension that the G-Sprites use to generate electricity, just combining it with small sunstones to activate the things. The design doesn't appear to include capacitors, so I have to assume that the build up is so rapid that they weren't required. Either that, or they were built directly into the eye itself.
I sigh quietly.
But since I don't really care about kryptonian energy weapons and I don't
think that Dubbilex is interested in creating siblings who would require inorganic crystals in order to function, the only interesting thing is the memory store. And it's
frustratingly incomplete. This Eradicator was apparently mostly being used to perform repairs and maintenance on the Daxamite fleet, so that's what I've got footage of. Interesting enough, but not anything that I couldn't have learned from Har-Zod…
No. Given the age of the ships, it's quite possible that he wouldn't know.
Nothing that NEMO engineers couldn't have worked out, then. Actual
useful footage is a bit.. rarer. No images of Doctor Knight's ship. Nothing of the Deep Six. Nothing of Vandal Savage. And nothing showing the 'other' source of power rings Super Eradicator was talking about. No Lanterns on-screen, and the only remotely Lantern-like thing is a brief
green glow in one shot, and I suspect that's just the local Green Lantern. I will
check of course, but given how out-of-character Daxam was behaving it would have been strange if they
didn't check up on the place.
I consider the Eradicator head again. Maybe Wallace can use if for a cave decoration or something.
I send it back into subspace and sit back to-.
My ring
shimmers.
"Illustres here.
"
Guy's head appears.
"Orion ain't here, Paul. Get over here."
Ah, okay.
"Be with you shortly.
"
I'm not going to try faster than light travel near Guardians and Supertown. Instead I fly through the air, keeping a careful eye out in case Guy thinks that me bumping into Orion would count as a
prank.
"Where is he, then?
"
"Highfather sent him t' tawk t' the hillbillies. Won't be back fer a couple a' days."
"He sent
Orion for that?
"
"Gawt him outta th' way, didn't it?"
A soldier standing guard outside one of the towers raises his right hand to beckon me down. While I can see where the Guardians are perfectly well I wasn't sure where the proper door was. I give him a nod of thanks, then fly through the entrance and… In their direction.
The interior decoration is a little more tasteful than the exterior plating. I wonder if it was green anyway, or if they decorated it like this in honour of the Guardians?
I find where they're having the meeting soon enough. Izaya's holding the ring, frowning faintly.
A well-muscled New God in a yellow body stocking with gold decoration is standing at ease near to him, looking at the Fists with mild interest. Hovering around the ring is a…
Bald head connected to some sort of anti-gravity unit. And it seems that the version of
Metron who exists in this universe has blue skin for… Some reason. He's floating just above the rest in the Mobius Chair… Except for Guy who's making a point of being just a little higher.
And he's staring at me.
I raise my right hand and give him a friendly wave and a smile.
Ganthet
raises his hands, some sort of analytical construct forming around the ring.
"Very well. I am ready. You may begin."
Highfather lets the ring rest on his left palm, holding his staff with his right. A sphere of distorted space forms around the ring and it floats in front of him. "I imagine this will take a good deal longer than the Deep Six, given a Guardian's age and the length of time he has been a Construct-Lantern."
"You will find that we are extremely patient."
Appa nods.
"Let us know if you encounter any difficulty, and we will be happy to assist."
The floating head doesn't nod due to the fact that he doesn't have a neck, but he does smile. "My probes are ready, Highfather. We shall see in detail how the power of the Source interacts with this anomalous construct."
Highfather looks up at Metron. "And you, Metron? Are you prepared?"
Metron continues staring at me. "I was ready the moment I arrived."
I take a small
lead sheet out of subspace, and position it so that it's floating in the air between him and me. Guy glances down, looks from me to Metron, and isn't quite able to contain his smile. Now-.
Oh.
"Illustres to whoever's on asylum duty.
" A clicker's head appears over my ring.
"We're about to try transforming one of Larfleeze's Construct-Lanterns back into a living person. Please be alert for any changes in his behaviour.
"
"Yes, Illustres."
I clench my left hand, ending the transmission. And everyone's looking at me.
"I couldn't bring him
here, could I? He's in the asylum for a very good reason.
"
Highfather nods. "Please have Ogandu Onna Oslan return to his Guardian form."
I nod, and
crack the structure, turning him from a desire-based tool to a manifestation of his own desires.
Ganthet retains his equanimity, but Appa isn't able to prevent himself looking sombre. Or perhaps that's just his role as it is for Hinon. Highfather meets his eyes for a moment, then gestures towards him with his staff.
"I grant you respite."
The orange glow intensifies, and at the same time Highfather seems more…
There, standing out despite not overtly changing. And… The New Gods are all staring at his work, which lets me return the lead sheet to subspace. And the Guardians are studying it closest, things…
Moving, in Appa Ali Apsa's construct.
I glance up at Guy, who glances down at me. We shrug at each other.
And then the orange
cracks like a shell, and inside… A Guardian, slightly taller than the other two but otherwise unremarkable. He stares around, apparently not entirely clear where he is.
Appa Ali Apsa floats towards him, laying his right hand on his shoulder.
"Welcome back, brother."