Fandom: A very timeline-mixed DCU.
Summary: It's the JLA's job to save both entire worlds and individual lives. Sometimes it works the other way, too.
Author Notes: The JLA is from Morrison's early run, the rest of the world is just about pre-OYL.
Realization: That didn't look as crazy in my head as it does on the screen.
It was fitting for them to fight as the so-called heroes and villains raged across the skies in yet another meaningless battle. They alone, flesh and blood, knew of death.
Green Lantern found her broken body left on a rooftop as a message to all false fathers that had led her astray. Cassandra had refused, at last, to kill, and she had paid the price in pain required by her mother.
No, she gestured with her head as he carefully lifted her in hands of light.
"Don't worry, even Batman lets me do this with him. Wait, I don't think that came out right..."
She gestured more emphatically, finding in her broken body enough strength for a word. "Fight."
The monsters he had been fighting, taking advantage of his care for Cassandra, had surrounded them. Kyle steeled himself. "Alright, I have to defeat a dozen bad guys with a bleeding Batgirl in my arms. I bet these things never happened to Hal."
Cassandra slowly moved her hand, clasping Kyle's hand around the ring.
His eyes widened.
Her instincts were perfect, his imagination infinite.
The ring sang in light as it had never done before.