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Writing Prompt: Creation/Destruction
Warning: MAJOR SPOILER FOR FORBIDDEN DESIRE
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It was foolish of me to be there. My presence only made Wally uncomfortable and Jamila more nervous than she needed to be. As selfish as it made me, I wanted to be there. There was an urge that wouldn’t go away and for all good reason. The human was about to give birth. What I didn’t want to admit to the couple was that the child was unmistakably mine.
Was this how it would be? The birth of this child would mean my end, as well as Jamila’s? The word to describe it, I was told, was a contraction: another one hit Jamila and her body shook from the pain. My wife was there to hold her hand. My wife would be the one to end our lives the moment the baby was born. The tears that formed on Jamila’s face: I knew they were more for the realization of that fact rather than the contraction, itself.
What could I do? While Wally and Jamila West prayed to their god the child would be born normal, I knew better. When Jamila and I both agreed to not tell Tabitha of our discretions, never in my life span did I imagine I would impregnate her. One option was to keep my other human in hiding until after the birth of the child. However, how could I when her best friend would question her whereabouts? And how would we keep the child hidden from my wife? Martian children did not acquire their shape shifting ability until what the earthlings called the toddler phase.
Tabitha asked me to block Jamila’s pain receptors but the woman turned the thought down. Maybe this was her way of punishing herself; going through the pain of childbirth. I switched glances from one impregnated belly to the other; I would have to block Tabitha’s when the time came for her to endure this. It was overwhelming that I would had gone from centuries of being childless to two that would be birthed nearly back-to-back. It was not a proud moment.
A flash of a thought went through and I needed to contemplate it. It was indeed a probable answer to the dire situation, no matter how vile. I was capable of mind alterations. I could make the humans believe that Jamila was giving birth to a human child. I could arrange it to where everyone who saw the half-Martian boy would see a fully human one. But it was unfair to do such a thing. It would mean to manipulate too many minds. And what about those who I couldn’t? Wally; I could never use my telepathy on him, let alone perform a basic mind read. He literally thought too quickly for me to do so.
Before long, she was fully ready to give birth. In another life, in another place, this would be normal. To have two wives, each one carrying my child and to love both with all my being. We would all love each other with no repercussions. No judgment from the outside world. It was not the case in this current situation. My wife under the impression that she was the only one, that I only had eyes for her. When in reality, my heart was torn in two. I caved in to my carnal desires and mated with her best friend.
I needed not to dwell on it, not at that moment. The medics were telling her to push; my son would soon intake his first breathe of this world. My initial idea of mind altering returned to me. Perhaps… I didn’t need to alter the humans’ minds… but my own son’s. It would be risky for him but only in the matter of his own abilities. I made sure that a species of White Martians believed themselves to be human: their Martian abilities forever lost. As much as I did not want my son to experience that… did I have any other choice? It would spare his mother’s life; I was no longer worried about my own. I could survive Tabitha’s wrath; Jamila… would not.
As quickly as the idea came to me, I made the decision to go through with it. I stared at my other human as I used my ability on our son. She was terrified; she knew that her moment of truth was very near. That was when I made another decision. Jamila didn’t need this weighing on her mind. For as long as I knew that she held a special place in my heart… it was all that mattered. The fear immediately vanished from her face and within a few more pushes, the now human child was born.

I found Wally outside of the newly installed nursery. Not too many superhuman births happen but they didn’t go unnoticed. I would be lying to myself if I said Jamila wasn’t the main purpose of building one after so long aboard Watchtower. I knew that everyone assumed that it was for Tabitha’s sake that I insisted.
I watched him silently as he stared at the child beyond the glass. There was no need to attempt to read his thoughts; I knew what he was thinking. The sniffle and lone tear that accompanied it needed no further explanation. He didn’t bother to hide either as he looked at me.
“Where’s Tabby…?”
“She is with Jamila. They’re arranging for the triplets to see their new brother. Wally, I know when something is bothering you. Speak your mind.” I attempted to coax. His jaw twitched as another tear escaped and he looked back at the baby.
“… Is he mine, J’onn…?”
“Look at him. It would be blatantly obvious if he were mine…” I answered lowly. My words were enough to make him break down. Any one passing by would assume that he was simply overwhelmed at being a father. I knew that it was more of relief washing over him. It was another reason why I did what I did. Wally West did not need the burden of raising another’s child.
I was elated when he didn’t flinch as I laid my hand gently on his shoulder. In fact, his body relaxed as soon as I did so.
“S-So… he’ll have my speedster DNA…”
“It is a high possibility, yes.”
“That’s my boy…” he sniffed and smiled widely at the newborn. Wally wiped his face and looked at me. “You… did something back there. To Mila.”
“Wally-”
“No; what did you do? I can tell.”
“I… I removed a memory from her.”
“… Why…?”
“You make her happy, Wally. She deserves to be in peace. There is no need to have what we did weighing heavy on her mind any longer. If I consider myself a friend, it is the least I could do… for her and yourself. I can carry all the guilt for her, now.” I explained to him. Not fully; there was no need for him to know all the details of what I done. Yes, I erased the memory of our affair from her mind. I also replaced them with non-sensual moments between the two of us. She would still consider me one of her dearest friends.
“Thank you, J’onn…”
“It is what a friend should do.” I gave him a small smile. I would make sure to take all of our secrets, all of what I had done, to the grave. There would be no need to make anyone else miserable… aside from myself.
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