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Hal Jordan/Green Lantern ([info]highballjordan) wrote in [info]dc_heroes,
"Diana, go ahead and bind me with your lasso. I want /everyone/ here to know the truth of what I'm saying without a doubt." Hal says, offering his hands forward to be tied.

Batman glares at him even harder than before.

Hal takes a deep breath and is silently grateful for the support he's receiving right now. Batman wants his head on a stick, but the rest of the League is clear-headed enough to hear him out. Hopefully, they'll be just a clear-headed and reasonable when he's done.

"Regarding those bodies, Batman, I don't know who those people were. When I crawled out of my grave they were already dead. I swear that to all of you. I should have done something, called someone, and I did. But the only thing I could think of at the time was that I was alive again and I didn't know why.

I stayed with a friend who helped me get back on my feet and then got in touch with the only other person that I thought would hear me our fairly before rushing to judgment. Green Arrow." Hal says, looking around the room.

"Now, before we can get into today, I need to explain what happened five years ago. Five years ago, I made a lot of mistakes, before I even attacked the League. You all remember what was going on then. Coast City had been destroyed and I...I was a mess. You guys knew it and so did the Green Lantern Corps.

I didn't learn until recently why I'd been more bent out of shape at that time. Sinestro managed to pull a fast one me, on all of the Corps while he was imprisoned in the Central Battery. He encountered a being in the battery that is the embodiment of Fear itself.

That being worked with Sinestro to set me up and then push me over the edge. Considering how Mongul and the Cyborg had already destroyed Coast City, they didn't have to do much. This creature got inside my head and twisted me so badly..." Hal says, stopping a moment to compose himself. He's not proud of the fact that Sinestro played him for a fool, played everyone for so long. He'd walked into the trap without even looking, counting on his ring and his wits to save the day like he always did.

That didn't work out for him at all.

"I started seeing everyone as an enemy, as not being willing to stand up for what was right. The Guardians wouldn't let me rebuild Coast City and I felt like all of my friends and allies were holding back. You all know the rest. I got so erratic and distant that by the time you all knew what I was going to do, I didn't care who I had to hurt to or destroy to achieve my goals.

The being that possessed me called itself Parallax. As in the name that I used when we all fought each other. It led me to attack my own Corps and...I killed a lot of people, blood that I can /never/ wash off my hands. Then I came after my friends, all of you, and...you know the rest.

Yes, I know I eventually came to my senses, but that was at the last moment when things were nearly hopeless and I was already dying. So, the first thing I need to say, to each and every one of you, is that I'm sorry for what I did to you and what I put you through. Some of you I get along with well and others /very/ well. There are those of you that I don't know as well as I'd like and those that I don't see eye to eye with at all." Hal tells the group.

"But this second chance I've got...I'm devoting it to rebuilding my life from the mess I've made of it. It's not going to happen in a single day or even a year. But I'm the law in Sector 2814 until I'm told different and I will do my best to aid each and every one of you if you should need my help, whether or not I'm a member of the Justice League of America.

I'm willing to work with all of you in any way I can to prove my sincerity and to be worthy of joining you all again.

I hope you'll give me that chance." Hal finishes, taking a deep breath. His posture relaxes, though he still stands tall and proud. He's glad to get that off his chest, even though he knows that everyone is going to have their own questions, concerns and objections. He's ready for them. He's not running from anything.

He's not afraid.


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