Two Sides of the Same Coin

As J'onn continued further into your mind, the path stretching into the gigantic inferno seemed to, once again, fade into darkness. But J'onn was not about to give up on you, so he kept strolling quickly into the dark, until he came upon two rooms on either side of the road: a training dojo on his right, the one in the Watchtower, and the getaway cabin in the woods on the right, where you bonded with the girls. In the dojo, you and Batman wore only karate gis, with him being a 5th degree black belt and you being a white belt, while you both trained with all weapons used in martial arts. Batman used staffs, katanas, daggers, etcetera whereas you formed them out of your signature teleport energy; you both were training hard!

But in the cabin, you were only in your underwear with your lovers cuddled around you, and you laid your head back with a smile as two of them, Kara and Diana, kissing you all over. You lifted your head and saw J'onn standing there, still smiling. "Martian! Glad to see you. Come in. You want a drink?"

"No, thank you," he replied with a hand up. You shrug and pat Diana's butt cheek.

"Get me a drink, please," you tell her.

"Yes, my lord," she purred. As she left, J'onn looked at the girls. He saw that their eyes were empty, void of any free will... He watched as you pat your jeans, and the girls helped you loosen them and pull them down to your ankles. There was a tent in your underwear, and Kara wrapped her mouth at the top as she bobbed her head up and down.

J'onn looked to the other side, and saw that even though Batman roundhouse-kicked you in the face, you somersaulted backwards to land squarely on your feet to block his weapon with yours.

"These are heroes, George. Not your property." Not just the worshipped lounger, but when the karate version of you heard that name, he turned his attention to J'onn.

"What... did you say?" The lounger you got up, leaving his devoted girls that begged him back. The you in training grabbed Batman's staff and pushed him away before walking towards the Martian. It seemed that both 'rooms' had a big light dimming, for everything froze in place in the shadows. Both of them went to the edge of their small realms and they asked, "How do you know that name?"

'It would seem that with the nanites' help,' J'onn thought, 'he's beginning to remember his name, and his past.' He turned his head back and forth between the two as he talked to you. "I know who you are, George. I know of the good you've done, the mistakes you've made. But I believe I understand what this is: the conflict of interests in your heart. You wish to stay a hero and help people, while another part of you wants to be admired and loved." Karate George nodded about wanting to be a hero, and Worshipped George smirked widely about wanting to be loved.

J'onn continued on towards the burning city as the background behind him faded into darkness. 'I feel I am getting closer to him, to the true spirit inside,' he thought. 'Hang on, George.'