Disclaimers Note: I Do Not Own Justice League or Justice League Unlimited.
Authors Note: I didn't know what J'onn's wife's name was so I made one up that I thought that could fit the way I portrayed the Martian Manhunter's wife.
Move On
J'Onn
Remembering a life you once had serves as a path from the past, to overcome in the present, and to live on for the future.
J'onn Jazz stared down at the terrace from his control booth to see John and Mari kiss and the hoots and hollers of their fellow leaguers.
"Well," J'onn smiled to himself. "Took him awhile to come around."
J'onn turned back to his control booth as he shook his thoughts from his mind and gazed back at the large screen in front of him. He pressed a few buttons here and there but nothing came out of it.
J'onn sighed and fell back into his chair. He didn't want to think about them so he forced himself to think of other things.
There really wasn't much to do when there wasn't an evil being committed.
But then-
J'onn smiled to himself as he remembered Flash asking for a little time off that mourning. Something about seeing if a friend of his project went off without any trouble.
J'onn also had gotten a call from Shayera a little early than that for time off as well.
J'onn sort of laughed that everyone around him had forgotten that he was very good with subtle hints. The Martian seemed to know everything about everyone. Where they were, what they were doing, or when it was going down. They tried to hide their secrets but J'onn could tell things even if the actions were small or the whispers were barely audible or their messages were written on microscopic pieces of paper.
J'onn was the eyes and the ears of the whole operation.
It was J'onn's responsibility to see to it that the league was in order and was taken care of.
J'onn knew of the love triangles, the cat fights, the brothers, the sisters, and the duos.
J'onn smiled at them all, knowing he was a factor in each of their lives.
He didn't want to let them down…not like he let his family down-
Damn it! I can't think about that… J'onn put his head in his hands.
He wanted to forget about the deaths of his family and of his people. He wanted to forget about the red-planet that now was covered in dust and debris. He wanted to forget that he was the last Martian.
"You can't live without remembering them, J'onn." J'onn muttered to himself.
He could still remember how his wife laughed whenever she would wake up in the mourning. She would always say, "J'onn. If you don't leave me covers, I'll just push you off the bed next time."
But she never did.
She would kiss J'onn and smile at him.
J'onn smiled as he his mind swirled with images of his children jumping up and down. One screaming for him to pick her up, the other to make him something to eat, while his oldest-J'onn Jr.-would ask when they could go and play.
There were the times when J'onn would stay in his den and work. His wife would come into the room with a laugh, "J'onn, why don't you come and play a game with us in the living room?"
"I need to finish this." J'onn said without looking up.
"Work can wait, J'onn." His wife whispered into his ear, "You only live once."
"J'onn!" Someone shouted, "My love, are you alright?"
J'onn awoke with his head pounding and his ears ringing. His eyes opened to see none other than his wife.
"Manti?"
Manti smiled down at J'onn, "You work too much." She grasped her husbands hand, tears running down her green face.
"You were good for me," J'onn whispered. "You were my joy… and I seemed to have lost my path in life."
"Manti…" J'onn cried, "I am a drone, slaving away into the darkness. I seek you and our children but I see nothing but spaces unfilled and an unknown nothingness of a future that I feel I hold!"
"You did always ask a lot of questions, love." Manti caressed J'onn's face and then kissed him.
Pulling back, Manti just smiled and said, "Remember the joy and the pain is part of that never-ending circle of life that I loved to make you become a part of. And for the future," Manti laughed, the careless free laugh J'onn knew by heart. "You only live once."
J'onn awoke, sitting up from his chair to see nothing around him and hearing the familiar beep of his control panel.
"J'onn?" Someone said from behind him.
J'onn turned around in his seat to see Superman at the opening of the helm. "Are you okay up here? I tried to contact you-thought my comm. link broke or something."
J'onn stood, "No, Superman. I merely," J'onn paused before he went on. "Preoccupied."
Superman raised a brow, "Doesn't sound like J'onn to me."
J'onn didn't say anything for a few seconds but then asked, "I think I need a vacation."
Superman blinked and then slowly smiled. "Yup. Doesn't sound like J'onn at all but I think you need some time off."
Superman turned to walk away but then looked back over his shoulder. "What made you finally take a break?"
It was J'onn's turn to smile. "I've learned to stop ignoring the past."
J'onn entered the aircraft hanger and once he boarded onto the plane and sat at the controls with his earpiece on, a voice came through.
"Where to, Jet003907?" Headquarters asked.
J'onn smiled as the doors of the aircraft hanger opened in front of him revealing the black, starry universe.
"Mars."
And with that, J'onn left with the rockets blasting behind him and lifting him off into space.
Remembering a life you once had serves as a path from the past, to overcome in the present, and to live on for the future.
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