M E T R O P O L I S
C E N T E N N I A L P A R K
January 1st, 2016
J'onn J'onzz had only ever cried 3 times in his life. The first time was when he watched his family die in front of him. The second was when he watched the only other woman he loved struggle for her life. The last time was today, at Superman's funeral. Tears were a foreign thing to the Martian people, so when he did shed them they were in little number but each was heavy.
His first tear was for his friends, his
new family. As he stood there in his black suit, which contrasred against his green skin and red eyes, next to the other league memebers J'onn found that a deep pain had caused him to shed this tear. While he stood there listing to Superman's protégé give her speech, J'onn opened his mind to the emotions around him, and all he found dwas pain sorrow and fear. But not fear of any present thing but fear of the future, fear of what would happen next now that the Man of Steel, Defender of Earth, was gone. They did all share a question; What was the world going to do next?
The second tear was for the past. All the, memories they made together, and times they shared. Superman had shown J'onn the potential in humanity. He had shown J'onn why they needed protecting, why the humans deserved it.
The last tear he had to give while he listened to Kara's words, was for the future. When Superman dawned the red 'S' it was a signal that everything would be okay, that help was coming, that there was a chance. But now future generations would never get to see that, they would never get to feel that comfort and hope. One thing J'onn knew for sure, Superman's death brought something, whether it be a gift or a curse, his death would effect the wrold in waves.
After Kara's speech J'onn felt some sort of peace. His heart went out to her, he knew she felt like some brand new burden has been put on her shoulders, and John did not quite know how to bring her nerves at ease. Simply because his were still out of out of whack. After the speech he mingled with a little bit with people that were still around and anyone who approached him but soon the crowd started to thin and that meant that it was time for him to return to his post in the watchtower.