(And now back to your regular scheduled fan posting.)
When your world ends, carry on!
Metron X Oc (Rosie Sky walker)
Warning- swearing, angst, Mentions of death, Mention of Medical procedures.
Word count (approx.)-632 words
Synopsis- When Rosie finds out the origins of her powers she goes and confronts the one man she knows would know. will she like the answer she is provided or will she be left destroyed?
A/N- This for @fourthworldweek fan event. So I was meant to draw up a comic but I got caught up with uni work and so forth so I hope you enjoy little ficlet instead. This is a little bit of OC lore.
The lab was peaceful. Machines humming buzzing taps dripping.
Metron paid no mind to the sounds of the floating city. He leans forwards, fingers prodding at the loose wires of the Motherbox in front of him.
Tiny pings call out for him
“I know. I know” He speaks to her, Voice Monotonous.
He kept welding and fixing this went on for a while.
Footsteps, light at first but soon grow heavier and heavier- and…
“SLAM!”
“YOU LYING FUCK!”
Metron almost dropped the hot welding iron onto his lap as he turned to face the intruder.
“You lied to me!” Rosie said, her voice elevated with panic. Anger translated perfectly on her face- she was almost glowing, her uniform smoking.
“I don’t know what you mean.”
Rosie got all up in face. “Cut the bullshit.”
He actually knew exactly what she meant by that statement but he wasn’t going to entertain her with the truth- not just yet.
“You know exactly where my powers came from.”
A smug look presented itself on his face. “OH! That.”
he leaned back on the Mobius Chair, it creaked and whirred as he turned, crossed- legged, knowing it will wind her up.
“Well, maybe I did.”
Rosie knows she has every right to hit him but instead she managed to keep her cool. She leaned back on the work bench warping and melting the material with her powers.
“Please…I Wouldn’t beg you, but Gallahan told me everything. Please- just tell me the truth.”
Metron thought of Gallahan, A scientific mind turned harden rebel fighter. A strange Feeling over a him at the thought of her.
He sighed.
“You fell to the surface of New Genesis. The landscape had changed, almost as if its was different terrain altogether.”
She looked pissed. “I know this already. Lonar brought me to Hightfather.”
“Well, yes and Hightfather brought you to me- for this wasn’t the first time I was dealing with such affairs ”
Guilt wrecked his body as the memories of a Young Solis now Lightray barely alive as Metron Fought for the little boy’s life.
He went on to explain about what test he did and how he did them. With every second, Rosie grew restless.
“I spent night trying to bring you back but then I found it.”
“Found what?”
“Fragments of the source wall bonded to your bones. The bomb must of used it as a power source- but somehow, it warped you. Changed you. Mutated you.”
The bench groaned as it splits and splinters.
“So you knew this whole time” Rosie screamed
“No. Not the first time but when I saw the reading I knew. There have been other like you but nothing nor nobody
She clenched her fist. "You didn’t think to tell me?”
“And loose the greatest discov-” She cuts him off.
“Is that all I all I am to you? Just a step in fulling your obsession with the source?”
Now that struck a nerve with him. Never has Metron stood up so fast, fingers pointed dangerously at her, red in the face.
“You’re a danger, a weapon, and a liability to New Genesis!”
“WHAT ABOUT MY PEOPLE? ON EARTH?”
Let me ask you a question. What happens when you get recaptured? What happens when you lose control? What would you do?“
Now that struck a cord with Rosie.
Quite once again.
She didn’t say a word as she left the room with tears in her eye.
Metron was left alone, even stunned by his own words. He stared at the Mother Box in front of him, then carried on fixing her.
Was he too hard on her? Well, he’ll find out sooner or later.
The world wasn’t ending—not quite yet—so he still had all the time in universe to work.
END.
WAIT! You made this far so I wanted to show you a sneak peak of the sketched of the comic that this fic was actual meant to be. I will post it at a later date. (Picture is under cut.)
I’m going to break format for a second and pour my heart and soul out for a quick second so excuse me.
I want to say thank you so much @fourthworldweek for hosting this event for all of us new and old in the fandom to part take in. This is my very first fan event that I have ever part taken in and this has built up my confident to post again.
In a world full to brim with GAII (Generative artificial intelligence imagery .) I’ve seen so much improvement and I’m so glad I get to leave a piece of my artist journey with this fandom. Not only that, this is the very first fandom I’ve felt welcomed in outside of the Captain Marvel fandom (shouting out my home fandom) so again thank you for having me❤️
(Isn’t it funny that I am actively drawn to superhero characters that have light/energy based powers?)
you know I had to include my baby girl Carol Danvers in this picture with Lightray.
Also I’m in love with the new hair rendering technique so 20/10 will be doing it again!
Rating: M Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Category: M/M Fandoms: New Gods (Comics), Justice League International (Comics), DCU (Comics) Relationships: Lightray/Orion (DCU) Collections: Fourth World Week 2025 Words: 3,369
Tags:
No Archive Warnings Apply, Lightray/Orion (DCU), Orion (DCU), Lightray (DCU), Pining, Feelings Realization, Love, Love Confessions, Requited Love, Chess, Hair-pulling, Kissing, Rough Kissing, Biting, Implied Sexual Content (Just at the end)
Summary:
A game of chess between Orion and Lightray leads to confessions and unexpected hair pulling.
(Basically, I saw the below page and said that Orion needs to get his hands on it and pull.)
Excerpt:
As he pulled off his helmet Orion could hear the telltale clunk and clatter of a chessboard and its pieces placed upon a table in the Justice League Embassy rec. room. And like a siren song in the dead of night Orion followed it to its source already knowing who he would find waiting for him.
A late night game of chess had become a part of Lightray’s routine ever since the two of them had joined JLI. His companion had become taken with the Earth game of strategy, its uniform checkered board, and matching wits with their JLI comrades. He would pull in J’onzz, Da Costa, Kord, even Gardner, and the others when he could, but most often Lightray asked him. What had become a part of Lightray’s routine in turn had slowly and inevitably become a part of Orion’s own routine as well.
For no matter where one of the New Genesian pair was, the other was not too far behind.
Summary: Orion seeks High-Father’s council on how to love Lightray.
Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandoms: New Gods (Comics) DC Comics Relationships: Lightray/Orion (DCU) Orion & High Father Characters: Orion (DCU)High Father (DCU) Additional Tags: Love Confessions, Pining, Self Loathing, Canon - Comics, Dialogue-Only Collections: Fourth World Week 2025 Words: 749
Excerpt
“What should I do with him, father? His presence, it soothes me, as well as shames me. His light banishes darkness, but I fear it will not touch the shadowed chambers within me. ‘Gentle darkness’ is what he calls me, like the fall of shadows at twilight! Gentle! Me! He calls me gentle and it makes me believe that perhaps my hands may hold more than a weapon - that they may be used for mirth, and might hold his hand and touch his skin with as much assurance and comfort as they do a spear. But then the drums of battle pound with the beat of my heart and his gentle touch burns me and I recoil. I fear that if he and I met on the battlefield as enemies I would never turn from his touch, but would greet it with vision unclouded - even though he would wound me, even if I may fall at his strike. To die under his searing light would be a death I would accept and welcome with grace, and maybe it would finally cast away the shadows that infect me. But in this life he is my friend, he is the shining light of New Genesis who found comfort in me - a beast from Apokolips. There is no fight in which I would flee from, no weapon intimidating, no opponent which I would balk at meeting, but Lightray’s love, his touch - it frightens me, father. We stain each other, but in ways that taint only one. What should I do with him?”
For today I present a look at where Metron is from! It’s kind of a long one, but I explore the scarce few times he’s talked about his origins (allegedly), and at the end I offer up a few of my own theories. Ive actually shared those theories here in the past over the course of the last two and a half years, but synthesizing all of this together into one big article feels right.
The short of it for those who dont want to go offsite, is that I believe Metron’s words to Heggra in The Pact are only about allegiance. As far as canon he may or may not be from one of the two planets, it’s not indicated. I also look at his Swamp Thing appearance where he says a brief line about his father, but we probably can’t put much merit in that even if it’s a fun idea.
I actually had this written up and ready to post last weekend. Ive been trying to stick to a weekly schedule for that blog, but hoo boy it’s actually pretty hard even when I’ve already done a draft here on tumblr. Anyway, I looked at the FWW schedule and realized this would fit perfectly for Lore, so I bumped it to today, and rewrote my Impel Card exploration for last weekend instead. Thats also on my blog, along with a few others if youre interested!
Based on this interaction from New Gods (1971) #1, this one really could’ve been for the Masks prompt or even the Friends & Family prompt. But at its heart, its very much a love song. It’s written from Orion’s perspective, something he could not say or put into words to Lightray, just as the darker parts of his heart cannot yet be shown. But he longs to! He wants deeply to let in this person - the one who lights those dark chambers.
ALT
I originally wrote the lyrics some time ago, but only put it to music in the last several days especially for FWW! Please give it a listen, it’s not very long.
Ohh Ohh Oh There are places you can’t go
The darkness is red Inside my heart I prefer your light instead But I fear the start Will spell the end Don’t tell me, don’t tell me What do you think of me
The brutish strength I wield Deep in my soul Is that what’s really real And could you know Exactly how I feel The self control, the face I show The mask you see
But oh if you stay with me You might find the man that I try to be And oh if you could only know You light the places that you can’t go
I’m so so proud of this one like no joke it was the first time I used krita for art and finally I broke into my drawing tablet still along way to go but LOOK AT THE RENDERING 😭😭😭😍😍😍😍😍
I wanted to draw each of the forever people in 00s get up that matches their colour and style.
Fun fact the number on big bears jersey is actually the year which the first volume was released.
