Feedback: Please be gentle.
Distribution: Gimme credit and a link.
Rating: Just a little bad language.
Spoilers: Anything and everything.
Disclaimer: The characters depicted herein belong to other people. I'm just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: After Halloween, Xander has some thinking to do.
Author's Note: Another little one-shot.
Hi, my name is Xander Harris.
Have you ever wanted to see the future? Or go back in time and make things better?
Well... lemme tell ya, it's not as easy as it looks.
Halloween was last week, right? I dressed up in a Green Lantern costume, and everyone turned into their costumes. I should've started wondering where I was, right?
No, not me.
I was surprised to be home.
See, I stayed me, just future me. Future Green Lantern Corps me. Yeah, you heard right. It kinda started in Africa in '08. I stopped another one of those highly irritating apocalyptic rituals and found myself in the DC universe.
Metropolis, to be precise, around 2050 or so. Long story short, the Green Lantern -- some kid named Kai Ro -- got himself killed, and I wound up with the job.
It was one helluva ride after that. Marina's amazing. If it weren't for her, I'd probably never have let go.
Funny thing. I remember dressing up as a generic soldier on Halloween, the first go-round.
In any case, now I know all the CRAP we're gonna go through... and no one believes me. For example, Buffy about tore my head off when I tried to tell everyone about Deadboy's soul curse clause, even after G-man called Zabuto and got confirmation on the second Slayer deal.
Things are gonna go to hell pretty damn quick around here. Talk about your blackest nights. Still, I swore an oath, long before I took up the ring.
In any hell, on any Earth,
Nothing's changed since this oath's birth.
Let all who would try to end this Earth
Run now, run fast, for all they're worth.
It won't help them anyway.
Yeah, one-shot. If anyone wants to take this and go with it, feel free. Just let me know.