15th September
08:58 GMT -5
"Okay, maybe it did help."
Mister Allen and I watch as Lantern Xor finished reassembling Thayer's Notch, getting a quiet cheer from some of the town's remaining residents. Not the ones whose relatives' corpses were dug out, obviously, but that total was far fewer than I'd suspected. I very much doubt that General Hardcastle is enjoying the conversation he's having with Kal-El right now.
"I appreciate you admitting that, Flash. It saves me from having to bear a grudge about it."
He glances at me. "So I'm not 'sir' any more?"
"As Ms Waller pointed out a few days ago, I don't have any formal working relationship with the Justice League any longer. As such, rather than being a member of my team's steering committee, you're… Some guy. And while I don't plan on bringing up the Nabu incident every single time we meet-"
"Now hold on-."
"-I haven't exactly forgotten that the entire League signed off on it. I don't trust any of you to hold command authority over me. I certainly won't be repeating last year's oath."
"I wasn't asking you to do that." He pointedly looks towards the medical station that's been set up for the wounded. "Not that I'm exactly impressed by your choice of recruit-."
Lantern Xor lands in the middle of the beds, a good few of both the patients and staff looking at him in alarm. His eyes briefly alight on a young police officer, but he limits himself to a glower before walking past and pointing his ring at a man with four broken ribs.
"Gosh, yes. What a menace."
"Why did he walk past that guy?"
"'That guy' probably shot him."
"He's not shooting him now."
"Flash, I'm not sure if you were listening when I said it, but the Geneva Conventions are very much an Earth thing. Lantern Xor has a strong sense of honour, but that doesn't mean that he's particularly nice. In his culture, if you pick a fight then you deserve everything you get. I can persuade him to help civilians, but he will not help anyone who attacked him."
Which is why I gave a quick heal to injured Justice League members. They may not be my favourite people in the universe at the moment, but I don't want them carrying injuries. There might be an actual invasion sometime soon.
"What exactly do you think is going to happen to him? More to the point, what does he think is going to happen?"
"I expect that he'll be questioned under caution, then the…" Jurisdiction in cases like this can be a bit interesting. It's not the FBI, because it doesn't concern inter-state crime. It's not the NSA because this isn't an invasion… "What, the state police?"
"Probably."
"Right, while they investigate. At this point, the only thing they can actually arrest him for is immigration offences… But he clearly crashed here and I've already submitted his asylum application. So as long as they have an address for him, they probably won't."
"Do you really think he didn't commit a crime here?"
"I think Mister Augustus Freeman will win the case for me."
His mouth opens slightly, then closes again. "What, you don't trust Luthor's lawyer any more?"
"I think Lantern Xor will respect Mister Freeman more. He doesn't have a lot of patience for legalism, but he can respect someone who can take a punch from him and keep fighting. Anyway, I can put him up in a hotel for a while with strict instructions to contact me before engaging in combat. That should give the lead investigator plenty of time to decide whether he wants to bring any charges. And give me a chance to educate him before he carries on with his mission."
"Which is?"
"His strongest desire is to see justice done. I haven't studied the place, but I understand that his homeworld doesn't have the best judicial system. Once he's ready, I'll be sending him back there to fix that."
"That what you do now? Take over planets?"
"Given sufficient provocation, yes. And if you want to follow that line of enquiry, I'll be happy to show you the planet where they cut their womenfolks' eyes out once they reach maturity. I don't intervene in nice places." I frown. "Don't you have a day job you need to be getting back to?"
"I was going to try to explain to you why I didn't vote against Nabu."
"If you think it will help. There's nothing I can think of that you could say which would make me respect your decision even slightly. With Diana, Batman and Kal-El I've been more concerned with building a relationship going forward."
"Okay-" He waves his right hand. "-then, I'm just going to say it. I didn't think Nabu would stick around indefinitely. Once we got Klarion under control-" M-mghf. "-I think he'd have been far more reasonable."
"Oh. Really?" I smile at him in the most sarcastic way I can manage. "And what brilliant plan did you have for 'controlling' Klarion? And how long exactly were you prepared to give Nabu?"
"I admit, I didn't have one. And I'm.. not sure."
"Ah, I see. So, what? You think I should have waited indefinitely?" His eyes narrow. "I'm not trying to take the piss here, I'm genuinely curious. How long was too long? At what point would you have… I don't know, said something to Batman?"
His scowl fades, and from the way he avoids meeting my eyes I think he's realised that he doesn't have a good answer. "I… Think I was waiting for Nabu to do something… Wrong."
"And… Possessing Mister-?"
"Something else. Otherwise, he was just… Reasonable."
"What..? Where you waiting for him to cackle manically?" I sigh. "No, just… Just promise me that you'll never do something like that again."
"I wasn't planning on doing that anyway." He folds his arms across his chest. "And I'm sure knowing that you'd kill them would motivate us to find another solution."
I nod. "I'm glad to hear it. But that's not… Why you should."
"No. We should have come up with something anyway. I get-."
"Yes, the morality is part of it. But the other is that if you didn't, if the League ever abandons its moral authority like that again, there will not be a Justice League afterwards." He blinks, taking a step back. "Nothing.. brutal, I wouldn't kill you. But you all agreed to cover up the Nabu situation rather than go to trial because you knew what the publicity would do to you. And when you value good PR over a man's life or doing the right thing… Then you're not heroes any more."
"I don't even need to release your secret identities. Just releasing that, then destroying the Watchtower and the zeta tube network would probably be enough." I sigh. "Though if you feel like heading that way, could you please give me at least a few years? Getting a replacement organisation in place would take me a while."
Lantern Xor rises up from the medical area and heads our way, a helicopter pilot blinded in one eye gesturing for him to come back.
"Excuse me."