Beware my power

Such an odd thing it was, this small green ring that he held in between his fingers. It seemed like just another ring, but somehow, deep down he knew it was so much more than "just another ring"

Hal Jordan had always been an evil man. His late father had raised him on the idea of survival of the fittest, and Hal had taken that to heart. Then dear old dad had abandoned him by dying. Not wanting to stick around with his overbearing mother, Hal fled to join the Air Force. His time there had done well to quench his need for action, violence, and death. He lived for the thrill of it. If he was going to survive, he reasoned, than he should enjoy his survival. By besting everyone else.

Eventually though, Hal tired of random bloodshed and taking orders, and so he left the air force after the last war was over. He set his sights next on profit, and how he could get the most money the quickest and easiest way. Because after all, with money came power, and that was something Hal had never minded having…

He turned his attention and focus back to the ring, continuing to examine it and tumble it through his fingers. It was green, with some type of logo emblazoned on it. He'd found it just lying on the table of his apartment complex, as though someone had left it there. Continuing to examine it, Hal eventually decided to try it on…

The second Hal placed the ring on his index finger, he was hit with an overwhelming sensation of power the likes of which he had never felt before. His original clothing was replaced with a black and green uniform, and the hand that he had placed the green ring on was now covered with a gauntlet. And he heard a voice:

Hal Jordan of Earth: You have the ability to instill great fear.

The Power Ring is yours.

The Power Ring…. Hal had no idea how or why this ring had shown up, and why he had been chosen to wear it, but he didn't care. The power was his now, and it was his to do with whatever he wanted. And he planned to use it to get rich.

Hal fully embraced the power of his ring, using it to blast out of his apartment and enjoy the sensation of flying without a plane. He figured that with this new power and a costume to go with it, he might as well give himself a name, like Ultraman or Owlman…

Well, he didn't want anything long or flashy. No, something simple would suffice. But what?

Well, the voice had said that he had been chosen to wield the "Power Ring" so why not just go with that? Yes, he decided. Power Ring it would be.

Hal stopped his flight and was levitating in mid-air. He looked around and saw an armored car that no doubt held money. He decided that he wanted it. But how to get it…

Hal flew towards the armored car, and, hoping for the best, aimed his arm at the car…

A massive green blast of energy shot out of his ring hand, and punched a hole in the armored car. Smiling wickedly, Hal fired his ring again. After dealing with the armored car drivers, he flew down and helped himself to the bags full of loot. Hal relished the fact that he now had more money than he had ever known before.

Power Ring was born.