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For a glorious twenty years he ruled over his Amazon sisters preaching peace and love. He even opened the borders of Paradise Island to the rest of Man's world. The perfect utopia was available for all to enjoy, but now, Themyscira was under attack on the very shores that were once closed to the feet of man.

"Themyscira will not fall while I am King!" Tristan promised. While his powers were almost nonexistent he was still a deadly warrior who should not be trifled with.

He was surrounded by his Amazon council, they were his inner circle. These were not only the fiercest of the Amazons, but also thd smartest and most experienced in combat. His three daughters were among them, the Princesses of Themyscira.

"Then we shall fight!" Artemis declared. Artemis had become Tristan's personal Champion when he chose to give up his powers. She fought for him and was willing to die in his honor. She raised her sword into the air. Every Amazon in the room joined her. They were all brave and willing to die for Themyscira.

"Prepare the Archers and fetch for my horse!" King Tristan ordered, "If we are to die, then we shall do so on the battlefield!" the amazons cheered.

All together they left Tristan's throne room, leaving him in the protection of his daughters. The three princesses were among the most powerful, their king was in very formidable hands. They were also all mirror images of her, of Diana. But each of his three daughters represented a different part of the fallen Amazon Princess. Alexandria was the oldest and represented Diana's fire. She holds her own in a fight and commands the battlefield. Alexandria represented a true Amazon Warrior.

Tatyana was the middle child and like Diana, she was a clever strategist. She never made a move without being certain she had the upper hand (which she always did). She had as much brain as she does brawn, but has the wisdom of how to wield both. Tatyana represented a true Amazon Commander.

Selene was the youngest of all of King Tristan's children. She represented the purity and love her late Aunt had. She was also the most passive. While trained in every form of combat her Amazon sisters had been trained in, Selene had never before engaged in battle.

"And are we to remain absent of yet another fight, Father?" Alexandria asked scornfully. She was very much so a warrior and did not like the idea of her home being threatened and doing nothing about it. With or without her father's blessing, Alexandria planned on fighting in this war.

"I am only trying to do what is best for you" King Tristan said. Deep within his heart, he could trust his daughters to do well in battle. However, it did not mean he wanted them to go off into war. No parent wished to see their young go off to serve.

"Father…" Tatyana said standing beside her older sister. "Many years ago you taught us that a true Amazon does not run away from battle, but leap towards it. You taught us that it is braver to die doing what you know in your heart is right then to stand by and watch what you believe in fall…"

"Well we believe in Themyscira." Alexandria butted in. "And we believe it is time for you to stop thinking of us like your young daughters that you need to protect-"

"And start thinking of us as your Amazons that can help you defend" Tatyana finished. They presented a strong argument, one of which left King Tristan with no words to counteract. He knew they were ready. Closing his aged blue eyes King Tristan nodded and complied with his daughter's wishes.

"It is in your blood to fight for what is right…and so I will let you go" King Tristan said. He was not talking as their father anymore, but as their King. Alexandria and Tatyana both adjusted their impenetrable silver bracelets with smiles on their faces and waited for their father's command.

"You two shall lead my front line" He ordered, "Alexandria, you can command the Amazons like no other. Tatyana, your strategic battle plans can surely be our upper hand today, but before I deploy you…I must first arm you…"

The two princesses' ears perked with this statement. They already had gifts of great power granted to them by the Gods themselves, but what more could they possibly be given? King Tristan snapped his fingers. In a rush of white light, two legendary artifacts appeared in his hands. Both were from myths of old, and both equally powerful. In his left hand, King Tristan held a massive hybrid war hammer. It had a long handle with a curved blade at one end of the colossal block.

"Alexandria…" King Tristan said raising the hammer/ax into the air. "A gift from the Norse God of Thunder himself, The Mjölnir… slayer of Giants and the Midgard Serpent. Take it…

Slowly Alexandria stepped forward and grasped the handle of the weapon. Lightning surged around it as she did so. However Alexandria had dealt with Godly lightning before. She took hold of the hammer and raised it into the air. Lighting and wind blew all around her. She clutched the Mjölnir with both hands and gasped.

"Do not fear its power" King Tristan said. "For it is yours to command." The lightning stopped and revealed a newly transformed Alexandria. Her powers had almost tripled now. She could take on armies with her newly found strength.

"Tatyana, consider this an early wedding gift…from myself and your soon to be father-in-law" King Tristan said presenting his second daughter with a golden Trident. The princess gasped. There was no mistaking this Trident, it was his. Lord Poseidon had given up his Trident to the bride of Triton, heir to the Ocean Kingdom.

Tatyana grasped the Trident tightly. It too glowed with power just as Alexandria's hammer had done. The God of the Seas had always held Tatyana in his favor and bestowed upon her a most unbelievable gift. He had given her one of the greatest weapons of legend.

He had not forgotten his passive youngest daughter. Selene had tried to stay under the radar as her older sisters were being super charged with weapons. However King Tristan had a gift for her as well, whether she liked the idea of being a warrior or not.

"And finally, my little Selene…" Tristan cooed. The young princess shook her head. Denying the very idea of being in the war.

"Father please!" she insisted, "Amazon I may be by birth, but I am no warrior!" King Tristan's collected face stoned for a moment. While nobody objected the fact that a warrior's spirit was not one with Selene, in the time of war there was no room for the weak hearted.

"A Princess has a duty to her people…" King Tristan simply stated. His tone however was not that of a loving father, but of a King who was heartless and demanding. He would not yield to his daughter's wishes. Whether she liked it or not, she was going to fight.

"Father, I…" Princess Selene started. She knew there were no words to save her now. His mind had been made up.

"Come forward child, come forth and accept your gift." said her King. Selene dropped her shoulders and bowed her head. Complying with her father's orders, Selene approached and held her hands out. King Tristan still held a cold face to her. He unlatched the golden rope from his belt and placed it in her open hands.

"I give to you the golden lariat of Hestia…" King Tristan said. Selene perked her head up.

"The Lasso of Truth?" she asked.

"With it, you are the personification of fire" King Tristan said, "Use it well and with compassion…" there was a horse's whine. Artemis was now present once more with Tristan's black Pegasus. The horse was fitted with golden armor. Even the beast was ready for war.

"My King!" Artemis announced, "Your horse is ready!" King Tristan smiled and nodded. He was however not done with his gift giving. He snapped his fingers and in a hot white light, new totems were bestowed onto Artemis.

"By the Gods…" Artemis said examining her new silver bracelets. She would recognize them anywhere! They were the gauntlets of Atlas! The very same gauntlets that provided her with super strength when she held the title as 'Wonder Woman'. And on her feet were the sandals of Hermes! The same sandals that gave her the ability to fly and move at super speeds. By all intensive purposes, Artemis was Wonder Woman once more.

"You will go in my place Artemis" King Tristan announced. "My strength is not what it used to be and the Amazons need a strong leader. Take my horse so there will be no question who is in charge." he ordered.

She was his best soldier. Without a word Artemis climbed on top of the Pegasus and pulled on its golden reins. Raising her sword up high over her head, Artemis pulled on the horse's reins, causing the magnificent beast to stand on its hind legs.

"For King Tristan!" Artemis declared and the Pegasus took off into the sky. "For Themyscira!"

They all watched as she flew off into battle. Artemis was the epitome of an Amazon. she was brave, bold, daring, cunning. she was all of the things that made a warrior truly great. King Tristan raised his sword into the air.

"Go my daughters...raise hell!" he commanded. On his word his three daughters took to the air. Alexandria and Tatyana without hesitation flew off after Artemis. Selene remained lingering in the air however. It was a very big possibility that this was the last time she was going to see her father.

"You are who the world needs you to be..." King Tristan said in his fatherly tone. Selene was his youngest child. She still was a child. She flew after her sisters, waving farewell to her father.

"You are Wonder Woman..." He said with a spark in his eye.
This is based 50 years in Tristan's future. His time in the mortal world ended and he returned to Themyscira to serve as King.
His own League had broken apart.
Wonder Woman is gone.
The Future is in the shits right about now....it's up to the children of Tristan to save the day...

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The Crowned Children
:bulletred: Princess Alexandria [link]
:bulletblue: Princess Tatyana [link]
:bulletyellow: Princess Selene [link]
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                                                                  Gods of Earth

                                               two indestructible gods, thrust into being
                                          born to a foreign planet ravaged by evil and war
                                     every passing moment brings Earth closer to its demise
                                                      I think not, justice will prevail!
                                    you, an Amazonian queen, wrought by the hands of gods
                                            and I, an alien prince, became a man of steel
                                                      blessed by Earth's yellow sun
                                    with strength absolute, we could tear this world in two
                                                    but no, this land is now our home
                                              Earth needs protectors Diana, me and you
                                                once again, the planet is under attack!
                                            together, we''ll carry the world on our backs
                                                   evildoers beware! and run in fright
                                                  you pale before our combined might
                                                     and you'll do this world no harm
                                       A man and a woman, born to a foreign planet that
                                                             turned them into gods
                                            you, a proud unbreakable Amazonian queen
                                                  and I, an indestructible man of steel
                                           with strength absolute, we'll defend Earth until
                                                                 our dying breaths
                                            this world needs protectors Diana, me and you
                                                     together we'll see our planet through
The first in my series of poems about male and female superheroes teaming up. I chose to start with Superman and Wonder Woman, who are very similar. Superman represents an ideal of masculinity, while Wonder Woman represents an ideal of femininity. They're both nearly invulnerable, and in my opinions are cookie cutter superheroes. I didn't write using as many fancy words as I usually do, mainly because I tried to make it match Superman's personality; a simple but good-hearted person. I also think that they're back stories are simpler than a lot of other superheroes, so I wrote this poem with simple, yet meaningful words.
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Arrows rained down by the hundreds. It did not take long for Artemis to rally her Amazon sisters and take a full frontal assault against their attackers. By the hundreds, fully armored men stormed the shores of Themyscira. They wore battle armor similar to the Amazons and seemed to have the same kind of warrior's fire the Themysciran women had as well.

"Amazons!" Artemis shouted over the noise of rushing war. "Attack!" she commanded with her sword pointed towards the enemy. She pulled on the golden reins of the Pegasus and flew directly towards the heart of the enemy's swarm. With a great swipe of her blade Artemis took the heads of four of the male warriors clear off.

A wave of angry women followed her down her path with their swords raised. By the hundreds the Amazons stormed into battle. But this was not an epic battle like David versus Goliath. This was a war of the century! While one man would fall on the battle grounds, he took with him two Amazons.

These Warriors's training was similar to the ancient Spartans. They were ruthless and cunning and organized. Whoever was at this Army's helm, he knew what he was doing. Steel clashed against steel. The cries of fallen Amazons were heard throughout the island. Paradise was lost.

"Suggestions Sister?" Alexandria asked as she tightened the grip on her war hammer. She and her two younger sisters were soaring above the battle field ready to engage. But they needed a plan. Tatyana remained unnaturally silent. She was strategizing the best form of attack.

"Perhaps it's best if we hold the front line…" Selene offered. She was against the violence, however seeing her Amazon sisters in such peril brought out a drive in her to help. "If we hold the line it is less likely for Themyscira to be sacked…"

The plan seemed plausible and the fact the Selene was offering war advice was rare. Tatyana contemplated the quick plan. Her thoughts were however short lived with the gruesome cry of pain coming from down below. There was a burst of immense purple flames that rained down on the island ground. The enemy had Dragons!

"Selene!" Tatyana snapped quickly as she released the trident from one of her hands. She had a plan now. "Tame that Dragon!" she ordered and began to fly away towards the shore. "I'll put out the fire!" she stated.

"And what shall I do, dear sister?" Alexandria asked crossing her arms. Tatyana stopped mid flight and smirked at her older sister.

"Crush them!" she ordered. Alexandria grinned and rocketed to the ground. Taking her hammer, Alexandria crashed into the battle. She wasted no time in hammering her male oppressors down to size. One by one, she crushed them all!

Lightning surged around the base of her weapon. Engulfed with power, Alexandria blasted lightning straight through several warriors. The cauterized wounds sizzled and left a burnt flesh smell in the air. Like an angry bull seeing red, Alexandria could not stop her assault.

"Alex, watch out!" Artemis warned and reached for her arrow, but it was too late. One of the male warriors snuck up behind Alexandria she was in battle. She turned around and fell victim to his war club. He directly hit her in her head.

The club broke in half and Princess Alexandria was unharmed. She glared at the man and then at the club he had tried to strike her with. Her cerulean eyes glowed violently with fury. She grabbed the man by his throat and hoisted him into the air.

"You stupid little man!" she said. Alexandria tightened her grip as the man struggled for breath. He clawed at her chainmail like skin with futile hope. The Princess scoffed and snapped the man's neck. A winged horse landed just feet from the Princess and Artemis jumped off of the magnificent beast.

"Are you alright?" the concerned woman asked. Princess Alexandria nodded and looked at the amount of blood on her hands. "Perhaps one day you will find a man that you can't break!" she said with humor in her voice. Alexandria looked wide eyed at her Aunt. Did she not know?

"Men…who needs them?" the Princess asked.



Princess Selene quickly made a large circle with her lasso. She whipped it through the air and planted it perfectly onto the ground. The fire all around quickly reversed its destructive path and surged around the lasso.

Besides being made of unbreakable material, the lasso of Truth is empowered by the Goddess Hestia and cannot be overpowered by any other flames whatsoever. Princess Selene was able to create a force field of Hestia's flames and killed down the fire from the Dragon's breath.

Quickly, Selene's Amazon sisters ran within the lasso's barrier to protect themselves from the flames. The Dragon however was still a threat that needed to be dealt with quickly. Princess Selene could not commit violent acts, but she could order her Amazons to.

"Amazons!" she called out. The warrior women looked to their young Princess with obedience. "Fire!" she ordered.

By the dozens the warriors pulled on their bow strings and fired their arrows at the black scaled beast. Its lime green devil eyes scowled at the warriors' futile attempt to injure the creature.

Opening its mouth, which was the size of a city bus, the Dragon spewed out more of its deadly purple fire breath. The Amazons huddled to the ground in fear, but the flames bubbled around them. The Dragon's fire could not penetrate the lasso's barrier.

"Do not yield my sisters!" Princess Selene said strongly. "We are safe within the lasso's border."

"And are we to remain here forever?" asked one of the warriors. A few of the other Amazons said similar remarks. Were they just to remain hiding forever? None of the Amazons had the strength and power The Princesses possessed. Only one of King Tristan's children could defeat such a creature.

"No, we will find a way to win this battle and-"

"This battle will be over the sooner you pick up a sword and fight!" said another Amazon speaking out of turn. Princess Selene did not receive the same respect the other crowned children did. She could easily pulverize any who opposed her, but she didn't!



"Ocean waves…heed my command!" Princess Tatyana ordered pointing her trident towards the sea. The weapon glowed with power.

"What do you need?" said a strong male voice from behind her. Tatyana gasped and turned around to see him. Her future husband Triton, the son of Poesidon.

"Triton!" Princess Tatyana squealed. She threw her arms around the God and hugged him close. He held her in and kissed her. They were in love from the very beginning, from children to young adults. Their union would be the merger of the millennium for two worlds. Themyscira and Atlantis would become one super nation, united by mystical ocean waters.

"Themyscira is under heavy fire and-" she started. Her lover put his hands to her lips.

"Then let's extinguish it, shall we?" he suggested. Triton didn't need much urging to help his bride. Whatever she were to request from him he would do gladly.

Together with both of their hands on the Trident, Tatyana and Triton commanded to sea to rise. The trident illuminated with an aura the same color as the sea's shine.

Huge globes of water rose first, filling the air with gigantic bubbles of sea water. Next, thick streams arose vertically out of the ocean the size of rivers. They merged together into one destructive column of water and began to roll onto Themyscira's shore.

"Hold it steady as I guide it to the fires, my love!" Triton said. Leaving Princess Tatyana's side, Triton plunged into the mass of water.

A sea green aura illuminated around his body, becoming full circle. Triton's eyes held the same glow and as if operating a giant automaton, he directed the water through Themyscira and towards the great dragon's fire.

"Now!" Triton shouted from within the water. Princess Tatyana shouted and waved her trident through the air in a striking motion. The water blasted out with thd force of a crashing wave and doused the fires almost instantly and then coated the land in salty sea water remains.



He stood in a place he had not stood in a long time, the temple. Themyscira had many patron Goddesses, but none held more meaning to him than her. Diana had died a true Amazon. She left the Amazons behind for Tristan to rule as King and it was up to him to prove Diana was wise in her decision.

He walked back and forth in front of her statue. It was all that could remind of him his fallen sister. Besides the statue was her armor. The golden tiara and breastplate had a soft glow from the torches. Her silver bracelets rattled with the earth as more destruction shook the island.

"I know it's been a while since I've last visited you…" Tristan admitted. His red cape coasted in the air as he walked. He was so much older now, so much wiser. But even so, Tristan would always seek help from his older sister. "I think it's just easier to not visit and remember that you're gone then to come and be reminded of that…Diana, Sister, Goddess…give me strength now…"



On the battle field, Princess Alexandria and Artemis rushed the frontal wave. They pushed the enemy back to the sandy beach shoreline and held the line there. There was more hope now that there was less of the enemy on the island, but even with that small victory the outcome of the war seemed grim for the Amazons and when all hope seemed to be bright for them, a signal rained in the sky.

A figure of a man came down. He was hidden by the sun and slowly descended into view. He was all and built more than any man could be. He wore a suit of blue with a red cape. There was a red "S" on his chest and his face was emotionless.

"Superman?!" Princess Alexandria questioned.
Part 2 of my Epic.. :D



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Name: Wonder Woman (real name: Diana)
Gender: Female
Birthplace: Themyscira
Hair: Black
Eyes: Blue
Occupation: Princess of Themyscira
Abilities: Super strength, flight, Amazonian combat, healing factor and empathy
Official Team: Superheroines
Debut: All Star Comics #8
Voice Actor: Susan Eisenberg

Bio:
Princess Diana was born of Hippolyta, Queen of the Amazons, and Zeus, King of the gods. This gives her all traits of the gods such as strength and agility. She left her island of Themyscira and ventured to "Man's World" as an emissary of peace. One of her prominent tools in battling evil is the Lasso of Truth which forces whoever gets captures by it to reveal the truth.

Special Moves:
*Amazonian Upper: Wonder Woman rushes up at her opponent.
*Silver Tiara: She throws her tiara at her opponent.
*Lasso: She tosses her Lasso of Truth at her opponent, ties him/her up and slams him/her to the other side.
*Shield Toss: She throws her shield at her opponent like a boomerang.

Super Moves:
*Lasso Spin: Wonder Woman wraps her opponent around the Lasso of Truth and spins him/her in circles. She then flies over with a kick.
*Athena's Might: Wonder Woman calls upon Athena and she strikes at her opponent with a giant spear.

Neo Max:
*Power of the Amazon: Wonder Woman bashes her opponent with her shield. When it hits, a bunch of Amazonian gaurdswomen show up to beat the opponent over the head with the handles of their spears. Wonder Woman then ties the opponent around with her Lasso of Truth and drags him/her close to her, followed by a slash that knocks the opponent out.

Ending:
Wonder Woman (as Diana Prince) and Steve Trevor are at a museum tour. (Fun Fact: this museum they're in is in the SNK world)
Diana: "So what do you think about the tour, Steve?"
Steve: "I like what I'm learning here. It's good to learn about the history of an alternate universe, and this one isn't as crazy as some of the others you and the Justice League have encountered before."
Tour Guide: "And this here is a diorama of the heavenly princess named Athena. Athena was bored with being a princess so she set out for adventure and fought all kinds monsters that inhabit Fantasy World, ruled by an evil emperor named Dante. Now to the next exhibit."
Diana: "Athena? Let me check it out."
Diana stumbles upon a diorama of Princess Athena battling Emperor Dante and his pet monster Cerberus.
Diana: "You know, I bet this Athena is as vigorous as the Athena I know of from my universe. What do you think, Steve. Steve?"
Steve: "Y'know, I have some questions to ask about the two Athenas."
Diana: "Why?"
Steve looks at a statue of Athena and tries to compare SNK Athena with DC Universe Athena
Steve: "Now this Athena was a rather rebellious princess who wanted to see the outside world. Meanwhile your Athena is a rather responsible figure who is always aware of her duties, like aiding you in battle. Looks like this Athena was a rather naive girl, in contrast to your Athena, who's called the "Goddess of Wisdom" for a reason."
Diana: "Well, yeah."
Steve: "And I'm gonna guess the Athena you're more familiar with dress more modestly compared to this Athena. *giggles*"
Diana: "Uh, I think we should continue following everyone in this museum tour."

Misc.:
*Regular Costume: Her New 52 attire
*Another Costume: Her Amazonian armor (as seen in Injustice: Gods Among Us as her Regime costume)
*Battle Intro: Wonder Woman bows to the goddess Athena and says, "Athena, guide me". She's blessed with the Lasso of Truth and as Athena vanishes, she gets ready to fight.
*Winning Pose: Wonder Woman unsheathes her sword and shield and swings the sword two times and then puts both the sword and shield away.
*Victory Pose: Two Amazonian guards women teleport behind Wonder Woman and Wonder Woman gets out her sword and shield and holds the sword in triumph after saying, "With strength comes purpose!".

Quotes/Special Quotes:
see Pre-Fight Conversations for Wonder Woman's special intro quotes

Winning Quotes:
-"An Amazon never surrenders!"
-"You are no warrior."

After-Match Quotes:
-(general) "No one, especially not you, can come against the Amazon."
-(general) "You're good, but you're not cut out to be the strongest compared to me."
-(vs. Ai/Fio/Kasumi/Yuri) "If you want, you can train with the Amazon."
-(vs. Aquaman) "Poseidon has abandoned you in this fight! Now there is no hope!"
-(vs. Ares) "With you defeated, there will be no more chaos in the world of man!"
-(vs. Ash) "Let go of your arrogance and narcissism! You need help more than ever."
-(vs. Athena) "The weird part is, I thought there was one Athena."
-(vs. Atomic Guy) "You are the strongest man alive? What about Clark Kent?"
-(vs. Batman/Superman) "Looks like you'll have to train harder next time."
-(vs. Billy/Black Adam/Lex Luthor/Nightmare Geese/Riddler) "You embody the worse in men!"
-(vs. Brainiac) "Brainiac, your evil will be no more!"
-(vs. Brother Blood) "You will not obtain blood samples from me, Sebastian!"
-(vs. Cyborg/Killer Moth/Maxima) "Luckily I've grown accustomed to this kind of technology, technology you'll never see in Themyscira."
-(vs. Deathstroke) "You have underestimated the Justice League once. This won't happen again!"
-(vs. Elta) "Poseidon? I thought there was only one Poseidon."
-(vs. Harley Quinn) "I've now beaten you twice!"
-(vs. Hawkgirl) "Alien technology like Nth is meaningless against me!"
-(vs. Iori) "You harbor too much anger, which is why you have lost!"
-(vs. Joker) "Your jokes are not funny, Joker! Now get loss before you face a much greater punishment, even if Bruce will look at me funny for doing it!"
-(vs. Janne) "Be lucky you won't get in trouble for falling for a man. Here in Themyscira, we Amazon are forbiddon to fall for men."
-(vs. Killer Croc) "I hope you are no demon because you look like you could be a minion of Hades!"
-(vs. Mary) "Even normal women outta train harder! Just look at Barbara Gordon."
-(vs. Mai) "Guess which woman is the strongest now!"
-(vs. Orochi) "I'll let the gods of Olympus deal with you."
-(vs. Scarecrow) "These monsters you sent after em can not work. Not as long as I am stronger than ever!"
-(vs. Shiki) "Do not worry, sister. You'll find happiness in Themyscira."
-(vs. mirror match Wonder Woman) "Why are you trying to copy me and my likeness?"
Why bring in Wonder Woman as the next DC character after Superman and Batman, you ask? Because they're both part of the DC Trinity that makes them iconic characters for DC Comics... but while they are of the DC Trinity, Wonder Woman's not in the same team as Superman and Batman however. She has her own team called Superheroines, who's other members will be submitted sooner than you think.

Notes:
*Knowing that there are two different Athenas in each universes, this is the topic in her ending where Wonder Woman (as Diana Prince) and Steve Trevor try to compare SNK's Athena with DC Universe's Athena.
*Yes, her Regima costume from Injustice: Gods Among Us is her Another costume with a new name.


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Chapter One

For once, nothing apocalyptic was happening in outer space, and on earth. Sure there were some fires that needed putting out and kittens to be rescued from a tree, but they were easy to handle. Most of the members of the Justice League were at the Watchtower, mingling with each other, chatting as they walked through the hallways, and of course the uncontrolled lovemaking in their respective chambers.

Shayera made her way to the cafeteria, where a lot of members were having their lunch. After taking a can of soda, some pasta and a few side dishes from their cafeteria lady, she spotted Clark sitting alone, having his lunch quietly after a very tiring deep space mission that went on for three days. He was having his lunch quietly while staring at the Dark Knight who was on the other side of the room, also having lunch.

"So," Shayera sat down beside Clark, who obviously was a bit startled by her sudden intrusion to his daydreaming. "When are you gonna tell him?" she stabbed a piece of penne pasta covered in red tomato sauce and ate it.

He tried to look confused. Had he been discovered? "Tell who? What?"

The hawk rolled her eyes. "You know, you're easily the most powerful man in the Justice League and on Earth, and you can't even tell Bruce that you have a thing for him," he continued on eating the pasta. It was nice. Better than last week's. She preferred red sauce over white and pesto.

"I didn't-it's not-Bruce-" Clark couldn't make a complete sentence, since he didn't know what to say first. True, he had liked Bruce for years, but he never had the courage to tell him. Even though he was Superman, it didn't mean that he wasn't human. He was human in a lot of ways, especially when it came to feelings. "I can't, Shayera," he finally managed to say, shaking his head, and going back to eating his pitiful lunch. Clark was getting sick of commissary food.

"Admit it, you liked him the moment he agreed to fund this second Watchtower. If only you saw the way you stared at him while he programmed our system," Shayera smiled at him. Her smile had meaning behind it. "It's funny. You, oh great and powerful Superman, leader of the Justice League, founding member and one of the original seven, can't tell the person he likes his feelings," she took a swig of the soda.

"It's not that simple you know," said Clark, also emptying his can of soda. He made a mental note to get another one.

"It is that simple," said Shayera, "you go up to him and tell him you like him. Or tell him you've been in love with him for years. Or, if you're not that blunt, ask him out on a date as Clark Kent. Fly over to Gotham, catch him as Bruce Wayne, and ask him out on a date."

"We're talking about Bruce Wayne here," whispered Clark, "I don't think I can afford anything he actually likes on a reporter's salary,"

"Then don't take him out somewhere expensive." Said Shayera, "You can cook. You prepare the food the two of you are going to eat. Redecorate your apartment for a night. Move your bed, take a table for two, and a candlelit dinner under the moonlight."

"How do you-"

"Know all these things?" she cut him off, "Clark, I've been on Earth for a long time now, and I know how to use the internet and the DVD player,"

"Oh, well…" Clark looked at Bruce, who gave back his tray to the cafeteria lady. "I don't know," he sighed. "I just…don't think I can tell him. He's Batman. He's the 'I don't have time to pursue a relationship especially within the team,' type."

"That doesn't mean you shouldn't try." Shayera put a hand on Clark's shoulder. "Look, carrying a crush on a person for years isn't easy. It's not only me who's noticed how you look at him. Of course, I haven't the slightest the idea if Bruce has noticed, but you know him, he couldn't care less who stares at him for hours at a time. But we know Clark, and you should make your move," she felt like a big sister to Clark. "It's hard to confess, I know. I've seen our members time and time again try to confess to the ones they like. You can do it, Clark. You're Superman after all," she smiled.

"Thanks, Shayera," Clark too, smiled a bit. "I'll guess I'll just have to gather up more courage then," he looked again at Bruce's table, and he was gone. "Excuse me," he got up, gave his tray to the cafeteria lady, and forgot the can of soda he made a mental note of.

Clark went straight to the bridge. He didn't even know why he went to the bridge. Bruce would most probably be in his own quarters fiddling with his own system there, but he still went to the bridge. He went over to J'onn, who was supervising the new members he'd deployed somewhere in New York, where a big fire was. "Have you seen Bruce?" he asked the Martian.

"He asked to be beamed to Gotham," answered J'onn. "I believe it's those times that he's been away from home too long,"

*watchtower*cafeteria*one*

"Where are we going again?"

"For the last time, Kent. We're going to LexCorp Airfield to cover Bruce Wayne's arrival, and the charity event he's holding here," answered Lois exasperatedly.

"Why?" asked Clark, "Why us? Haven't we done that before? The first time he came here? Why can't we just cover the party?"

He was going to do business with Bruce Wayne. He was the last person Clark wanted to interview. He would probably blurt out something like, 'I'm in love with you!' Of course, Bruce would the first person Lois would want to interview. He'd only been home for two days, after three days on a deep space mission, and this was the kind of welcome home assignment he got.

"Ask Perry. Are you trying to get out of this assignment?" Lois eyed him. "If you don't want to do the article, fine, you can go."

"It's not that I don't want to do this article, Lois. We already did the last one. Why are we doing it again?" Yes, Clark didn't want to do the article, mainly because it was about the man he'd been in love with for the past two years.

It never made sense to him, on why he just had to fall in love with the darkest person on the planet. With the person who almost never gave a fuck about anything. With the person who'd probably give a fuck, but then the world would probably end if he did. Maybe because underneath that harsh exterior, behind the biting, caustic sarcasm and the insinuations that were almost always true, Bruce had the kindest soul, he had the most intelligent mind, and the biggest, loving heart he'd ever seen. And he looked up to him even more when he had heard about Ace, that child member of the Royal Flush Gang.

"I don't know, okay?" said Lois, stopping behind the other reporters who were so close to the jet named WAYNE that they looked like they wanted to go up the stairs and rip the door off the plane's body. "Just be ready when he comes out of that plane or comes up to us. We'll ask some questions, or we could arrange a meeting with him,"

Clark sighed. "Okay,"

The plane door opened, revealing a dashing man in one of the sharpest suits Clark had ever seen. Bruce Wayne stepped out of the plane, with his brilliant blue eyes and charming smile, and went down the stairs. He was followed by Oliver Queen in his own sharp suit, the billionaire from Star City.

Arrow? Thought Clark, Why is Bruce with Arrow? Clark didn't know if he was angry, or jealous. He didn't know if Arrow and Bruce were together but if they were, he regretted not saying anything. There was a twinge... not just a twinge, it was like his heart twisted in regret. He regretted every minute he was quiet and the chances that he didn't take. He wasn't angry at Arrow. He was angry at himself.

A young man, maybe in his teens, also in a suit like Bruce's, holding the hand of a handsome little boy, followed Oliver Queen. Behind him, also another child, maybe ten or eleven years of age.

Lois' eyes widened. "Why is Oliver Queen with him? Who are those boys?" she asked particularly at no one. "Are they his kids?" She saw Bruce walk past the other reporters, and the eldest boy carried the youngest into his arms, shielding him from the prying media. The youngest boy wriggled his way out of the eldest's arms, and ran to Bruce and held his hand. Bruce smiled and held the boy's tiny hand in his.

Clark put on a smile.

"Clark, Lois," said Bruce, approaching them with a smile. "It's nice to see you again." Tim hid behind Bruce's leg. He chuckled. "This is Tim, my youngest. And Jason, and Richard," Tim waved at Clark and Lois, and Jason and Dick offered hands, which the Daily Planet reporters shook gladly. "And Oliver Queen," Clark was almost reluctant to take Arrow's handshake, but he took it nonetheless, not showing any second thoughts.

"A pleasure to meet you," both Bruce's elder sons said.

"We've met," Oliver told Clark, "Don't know if you remember me, though,"

"I do," said Clark, "It's good to see you again, Mr. Queen," Clark knew they both knew who each other were, and Clark decided to just go along with what Arrow said. It was better that they didn't pretend to not know each other.

Bruce has kids, thought Clark. Three kids.

"Your kids!" Lois bent down a little to greet Tim. "Aren't you the cutest little thing," she said to Tim, who went red and went further behind Bruce. Lois chuckled, and straightened back up. "Aren't they just like their father. Handsome boys, Bruce,"

"Thank you, Lois," Bruce looked at Tim, who was shyly looking up at Lois.

"Mr. Wayne, Mr. Queen, your car," said the man in a suit who opened the limo door for them.

"We better go, Ollie," Bruce said to Arrow.

Clark didn't like it. He didn't like how Bruce said Arrow's name. It almost sounded affectionate. He was green with envy. So envious that he wanted to punch the archer in front of Lois and beat him to a bloody pulp.

But that wasn't him.

"I'll see you soon, Clark," said Bruce moving to walk away, "I trust you'll be the one who'll cover the event for The Planet?"

"Uh…" he started, "Yeah, yeah. Lois and I will be there," he almost stammered. It was okay for him to stammer at the moment, since he was Clark Kent after all, not Superman.

"I'll have someone pick you up," with another charming smile, Bruce waved goodbye, and Tim imitated him, shyly waving as they walked away.

Clark could hear the boys talking to him as they walked over to the limo. "Jeez, I hate it when you call me Richard," said the eldest.

"You're going to have to get used to it Dick," said Bruce, "This is business. Nicknames won't do,"

"Yeah, Bruce," said Oliver, "If nicknames don't work, don't call me Ollie in front of the Boy Scout," he chuckled a bit.

"Force of habit," he said before getting in the car himself.

"Kent? Are you listening to me?" Lois' voice darted through the voice of Bruce and Oliver, and shook Clark off his intent listening.

"What?" Clark looked at Lois.

"You know what, I give up. I won't say it again," Lois started to walk off the runway tarmac.

"Sorry, Lois. I'm just not myself," said Clark, following her. Not after what we've seen today
Notes:
(1) Lois doesn't know Bruce is Batman. I hate her. She'd fuck anyone with power.
(2) Dick Grayson is 15 years old. Nightwing.
(3)Jason is alive and well. He's ten here. Robin. I don't acknowledge him being Red Hood.
(4) Tim is six years old. Bruce's baby boy. LOL.
(5) They are all Bruce's kids. Tim isn't a Boy Wonder yet but he's getting there.
(6) One-sided Green Arrow/Batman [Oliver Queen/Bruce Wayne]
(7) Sorta AU. I dunno if this is a crossover, or something so it's sorta AU. You get the point. I'm writing this the way I want to.

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Prologue:

It has been 50 years since he sent Amanda Waller to prison. 50 years since the demise of Project Cadmus. Since that time, It has not been an easy road for Bruce Wayne-nor his alter ego, The Batman.

In the last 50 years, the death of his loved ones in Selina Kyle and Andrea Beaumont. The death of his last shred of family-Alfred Pennyworth, the near paralysis of Dick Grayson. He has seen the death of the Joker, the Near Apocalypse of '09, the Rise of Neo Gotham, the rise of the Jokerz, the Return of the Joker-and the near Death of Tim Drake.

To say Bruce Wayne is a recluse without a life is a gross, gross understatement.

It's the year 2047. Bruce Wayne has now retired to his cave-and is mentoring a new Dark Knight through the streets of Gotham.

Enter: Terry McGinnis. Enter: Batman Beyond.

Initially started by Amanda Waller-once she was released from prison after the Cadmus incident in 2012 as "Project Batman Beyond". Following her ordeal with the Dark Knight, Ms. Waller had a change of heart, and felt that despite their differences, there would be a need for a Batman in Gotham City. While they never saw eye to eye-she did respect Batman. She did respect Bruce Wayne.

Using her ties from Cadmus-she collected a sample of Bruce Wayne's DNA, found a Neo Gotham couple whose psychological profiles matched those of Thomas & Martha Wayne. That couple were Warren and Mary McGinnis. Their son, Terry McGinnis-a man with a destiny to upload.

During a routine checkup, Warren was injected with illegal nanotech cells-designed to re-write his genetic material with Bruce Wayne's. Essentially, Warren McGinnis was shooting Bruce Wayne's bullets. Then Waller waited, waited until the time was right.

Stop me if the plot sounds familiar. A taste of Deja Vu perhaps? After a rousing adventure movie-the McGinnis family left the theater-with a 10 year old Terry ecstatic about the images he had just seen. The action, the adventure-pumping through his mind like so much blood through his veins. In the shadows lurks a monster. A man sent by Amanda Waller and what was left of Project Cadmus. One mission in his mind-to slaughter Warren and Mary McGinnis in cold blood-and set young Terry on the path to assuming the role of Batman.

The man failed-being unable to pull the trigger and start the cause and effect chain of events that would lead to Terry donning the cape and cowl.

It would not be for another several years-before Amanda Waller's plans came to fruition-by pure happenstance at that.

It was a cold dark night, and the house of Terry & Warren McGinnis has been broken into while Terry was out with Dana Tan. Warren McGinnis was found dead, murdered by a gang of Jokerz working for Derek Powers. In Terry's search for vengeance, he stumbles across Wayne Manor and subsequently The Bat cave.

Throughout the course of Terry's life as Batman, things have changed,people have died-and people have suffered. Nothing will effect Terry more than what is about to transpire. A new evil is about to crash back on Earth, and instead of its usual New York setting and arachnid protagonist, the evil would consume Terry's soul, and the biggest battle of the Tomorrow Knight's life..would be fought-within him.

The rest...is future history.


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2044

On the outskirts of Neo Gotham-a thunderous roar is heard-as a space ship hurdles across the night sky.

"Terry!" Bruce Wayne yells through the comm link. "That shuttle is going to crash just outside of Gotham, get to it before someone else does!" he adds.

"What's the big deal?" he asks.

"Besides the life of 2 astronauts?" Bruce rebuts. "Promethuem X, a rare element-more powerful than anything you've ever seen." He says

"Alright Wayne, I'm on it." Terry says-speeding away in the Batmobile-chasing after the rocket like a shooting star.

"Good." he says, turning off the comm link. "I just hope something else hasn't followed them to Earth." he says-sitting back in his chair.



As The Batmobile speeds toward the rocket-a Gang of Jokerz follow on the ground below.

"Great idea to tail the Bat!" Dee Dee says-as they speed toward the impending crash site.

"This will put us in good graces with her! No doubt!" Ghoul adds-as the group speed up-trying to catch up to the rocket.


"Wayne!" Batman yells. "It's about to crash into the pond in Gotham Central Park!" he says.

"The area seems clear." Bruce responds.

"Wooooaaahhhh!" Terry yells-as the Rocket crashes in the center of a shallow pond in Gotham Central Park. Terry quickly turns the Batmobile around-having overshot the crash site-and sets her on the ground-before getting out and surverying the damage. "Doesn't look too bad Wayne." he says.

"Keep your eyes peeled. There are alot of people who could want what's on that ship." He says sternly.

"Right." Terry responds-flying onto the top of the ship-and pulling off an escape hatch door. "Hello!? Anybody here?" he calls-as the two astronauts seem to begin to stir. "Are you okay?" they ask.

"Blackness.....don't let..it...uhhh..." one of the astronauts say-as Terry lifts him up-and jets out of the ship-only to set them down on the grass.

"Terry!" Bruce exclaims. "Make sure the Promethuem X is intact, Gotham PD is on there way."

"Right." He says-going back to the ship-but not before being confronted by Ghoul and his gang.

"We'll be taking that space rock Batman." Dee Dee says-as a mysterious black sludge grabs Terry's leg-to which he doesn't seem to notice.

"Over my dead body..." he says-diving at Ghoul.

"Well Dee Dee." Dee Dee says-delivering a spin kick-knocking Batman back toward the ship.

"That can be arranged Dee Dee." the other Dee Dee says-as Batman gets up and jets toward them-throwing them both off there cycles to the ground. He lands on his feet-as Ghoul climbs out of the shuttle.

"I've got it guys! Let's bolt!" he exclaims-getting on his bike.

"No way." Batman says-firing a Bat hook at Ghouls bike-as he begins to escape. Noticing the hook-Ghoul pulls out a laser pistol-and breaks the cable with a quick blast-sending Batman crashing to the ground again. "Ugghh. When did Jokerz get guns..." he says-as Bonk pulls out a plasma rifle-and fires it into the back of Batman-sending him into the pond-short circuiting.

"Come on. Let's get outta here!" Ghouls calls-as Dee Dee and Bonk escape as the Gotham PD comes.

"TERRY!" Bruce calls-as Batman begins to stir.

"Yeah...I'm here...The Joker's Got Away...they got away with the rock." he says.

"That's too bad Batman.." Commissioner Barbara Gordon says. We'll take it from here kid. She says-giving him a death stare. "I told you this bat-business was bigger than you McGinnis.." she mutters under her breath as Batman climbs back in the Bat mobile-and flies off.

"Terry?"

"Yeah Wayne?"

"Did you see anything else in the ship."

"No. Why?"

"Good. Let's hope it stayed where it was." he says

"What?"

"Nevermind. Get some rest."





Terry McGinnis-the Tomorrow Knight-climbs back in his bedroom through the window-and takes off his mask. He sighs as he falls onto the bed-and pulls the cover over him.

"Sleep. That's something I haven't had in a while" he says-as he closes his eyes and begins to dream. Beneath the cover-the black sludge consumes Terry McGinnis-as a storm brews outside-Terry finds himself atop a gargoyle in downtown Gotham, wearing a black suit with a white Bat insignia-with his mask in his hand. "What?!" he exclaims. "How the...how did I get here. What...what is this suit." he says-putting the mask on and trying his comm link. "Wayne? Wayne? Are you there?" he says.

"What Terry."

"Something up. I went home, I went to bed-and suddenly, I awoke on a rooftop, wearing some suit I've never seen before."

"A black suit?"

"Yes."

"With a white emblem? An emblem that doesn't quite look right?"

"If by not right, you mean distorted and kinda wicked looking, then yeah."

"Terry. Listen to me. You have to get rid of that suit. You have to get to the Bat cave-NOW!" Bruce exclaims, as an explosion is heard.

"Not right now Wayne, there's trouble! I gotta go!" he says-flying off. "Waahoooo!" he exclaims. "This suit, I don't know what it is, but it's amazing. I've never flown so fast before-even with the Bat mobile!" he exclaims-as Bruce tries the failsafe paralysis control-but the symbiote blocks the reception of it.

"Damn it. Terry. Don't do anything stupid." he says.

"Don't worry about me Old Man. I've never felt better!" he says-turning off his commlink-and flies toward the scene-seeing a group of Jokerz robbing a jewelery store. "What is it with you clowns." Batman quips, "One group of you is stealing a space rock that could destroy the planet-and the other is robbing a petty jewelery shop!" he says-as two of the Jokerz run towards him. "Oh, I thought I was gonna have to ask for this dance!" he says-firing a pair of bathooks-tying up the legs of the Jokerz-and throwing one of them into a nearby truck. The other Joker looks in fear-as he gets thrown into a wall. "This is amazing!" Terry thinks to himself. "This suit, it makes its own batarangs!" he says-as he grabs onto a light post-and kicks a third Joker in the jaw-before throwing him into the lightpost-bending it in half. J-Man tries to escape-but Terry flies toward him-and grabs him by the coat and flies him onto the roof. He throws him down onto the roof of the jewelery store-about 3 stories high-as J-Man crawls away in fear.

"You...You can't be the Bat. You can't be. He'd never do this to us! He wouldn't kill." he pleads-begging for mercy as Terry grabs him-and dangles him over the ledge. The suit makes his gauntlet blades come razor sharp-as he puts them to J-Man's throat.

"WE....ARE....BATMAN!" he says-about to slit J-Man's throat.

"TERRY!" Bruce yells-finally reactivating the commlink. "PUT HIM DOWN!" he says-as Terry stops-and realizes what he's doing. He throws J-Man back to the roof-and holds his head. "Terry. Get back to the cave. NOW!" he says-as Terry looks at J-Man-as the Gotham PD break the door to the roof down. Batman flies off-as the Gotham PD arrest J-Man.




"The suit you're wearing Terry." Bruce begins. "Is an alien symbiote. When the Justice League finally destroyed Brainiac, we rounded up his knowledge of the universe, and created a new 'Brainiac-esque' program in the Metro Towers computer system. That's how we learned about this symbiote. It's a living organism-feeding off a host organism. Enhancing it, empowering it."

"So? Whats the problem with that?"

"Changing it." he adds with a snarl. "It bonds to a hosts DNA-and transmutates it into its own image, the Symbiote takes control of its hosts Terry-and it destroys them." he adds. "Unfortuantly-you're not this symbiote's first meal on Earth." Bruce says. "Using Brainiac, we learned all about the Symbiote's first travels to Earth, landing in New York, and creating one of Spiderman's most vile enemies."

"Venom..." he says-realizing the connection. "That was almost sixty years ago." he adds, "I thought the entire Spiderman story was just a New York Urban Legend..." he adds.

"Most people thought I was a Gotham urban legend." he rebuts. "The Symbiote was sent back into space by Spider-Man and the New Avengers-after being-separated from its last Earth host, Mac Gargan." he adds-turning to Terry. "You have to get rid of it, it's going to kill you!" he exclaims-as Terry steps back.

"No! This suit gives me more power than anything in this damn cave!" he says.

"Terry! Listen to me. Think about your mother, think about your brother. Think about Dana. Think about your friends. You have to get rid of that suit!"

"NO!" he says-shoving Bruce back into the chair-and running off. Bruce sighs and gets up-walking over to his costume gallery-and looking intently at the suit biosuit he made-after having his back broken by Azrael




"Mr. McGinnis?" The teacher yells-as Terry stares outside the window. "Mr. McGinnis!" she adds-knocking Terry out of his daydream.

"Huh. Oh. I'm sorry."

"Are you with us today?" she asks.

"As if he's ever here!" a kid in the class says-as Terry clenches his fist.

"I'm sick of you always riding my ass. I'm sorry some of us have lives outside of this damn room!" he says-throwing a book across the room, before grabbing his bag and storming out of the classroom.

"Terry!" Max Gibson yells-chasing after him. "What the hell is wrong with you!?" she asks.

"Leave me alone...." he says-as he continues walking.

"Terry?" she says-grabbing his shoulder.

"I SAID LEAVE ME ALONE DAMN IT!" he says-shoving her down. After realizing what he's done, he snaps back to reality. "Max...I'm sorry. I didn't mean...." he says-helping her up.

"So what the old man said is true." she says-dusting herself off. "That suit does change you Terry. It scares me. It scares Dana too." she says-staring into him.

"I don't care!" he says..walking toward the door.

"Terry! Wait!"

"For years, I've helped the little guy. Stuck up for the hopeless-and for what? Nothing. Now I have something for myself. This suit makes me feel like a new person, I'm having fun again being Batman-why the hell can't I enjoy that!?" he says-as he kicks the front doors of the school open-and walks out. The sounds of motorcycles roaring-and a pair of laser blasts cross the two and hit the school-as Terry and Max duck behind a stone sign.

"Come out come out little bat!" a voice says-as a group of six or so Jokerz show up-lead by J-Man and Ghoul.

"Stay down." he says-using the symbiote to shift into Batman.

"Time for some carrrnnaaaggggee!!" Ghoul says-firing his blaster at the school.

"Not on our watch!" Batman says-flying into Ghoul-taking him down-causing the bike to crash.

"Our watch?"

"You got this one Dee Dee?"

"I got this one Dee Dee." the twins say-firing there laser canons at Batman-knocking him into a light post. He shakes the cobwebs out-and uses the symbiote to create blades on his arms-as he flies at Dee Dee and slices the laser guns open-causing them to explode. Bonk fires a rocket at him-but Batman fires a grappling hook-and throws the rocket back at Bonk-blowing him up as well.

"Who else wants some?" he says-as he lands on the ground-and J-Man and Ghoul both run at him. He spinkicks Ghoul in the face-and then smashes his face into a nearby car window-repeatedly. He then grabs the car-and throws it at Chucko-who is sprinting toward him. He grabs J-Man and flies up into the air-before throwing back toward the rest of the Jokerz-taking them all out.

"Batman! ENOUGH!" Superman says-as the entire JLU shows up for battle. "It's time we removed the symbiote from you

"Batman? Symbiote? When are you going to learn?" he says-firing a series of exploding batarangs at
the JLU. "There is no more Batman...there is no more symbiote..there is only...Venom!" he adds-firing another set of exploding batarangs at the JLU. "Whose first?" he says-firing a green batarang at Superman-slicing his shoulder open.

"Superman!" Green Lantern says-using his ring to exhume any Kryptonite chunks. "He'll be okay. Get the symbiote!" He says-as Aquagirl runs toward him-and delivers a running kick to the jaw-sending Bat-Venom back a few. He quickly over powers her-and throws her into another nearby car-breaking the gas can open.

"Good Night." he says-firing an explosive batarang at the car-blowing it and Aquagirl away.

"AQUAGIRL!" Warhawk exclaims-flying toward-delivering a series of blows to Bat-Venom-who finally delivers a kick to the gut of Warhawk-before grabbing him by the armor-and flying up into the air-throwing Warhawk far above his head. He laughs manaically as he spawns razor blades from his gauntlets-and flies up-slicing the wings off the back of Warhawk. Barda flies up-and fires a blast of energy at them-but Bat-Venom uses Warhawk as a human shield-and the energy goes right through him-ripping Warhawk in two.

"No." she says-watching Warhawk fall to the ground. "Damn You!" she yells-flying toward Bat-Venom. She goes to fire another energy blast-but Bat-Venom turns the canon around-and she ends up shooting a beam straight through her. Superman looks in horror as Barda falls to the ground, and Bat-Venom lands on the ground over her-destroying her energy canon.

"I'll take care of this Kal." Kai-ro says-as Bat-Venom fires a yellow flash batarang at him-leaving him immobile for a short time.

"It's just you and me...Son of Krypton." he says-as he and Superman begin to exchange blows. Punch for Punch, Bat-Venom and Superman are even. Bat Venom finally gets the upperhand-delivering a series of kicks to Superman's face. He lifts Superman onto his shoulders-and drives him through a nearby building wall-the two get up-and exchange blows again, once more going punch for punch with the Man of Steel. "When we're through with you....you'll pray we were Doomsday." he says.

"Never...." Superman says-before firing a desperation blast of heat vision-sending Bat-Venom flying. "Batman! Now!" he yells-as Bruce Wayne-wearing the black and yellow suit drops from a rooftop-holding a sonic gun. He throws the other one toward Superman-who is crawling from the wreckage.

"I may not be in my prime Terry, but this suit puts me damn close." he says-firing the sonic gun at Bat-Venom. Superman fires his sonic at him-as the yellow stun wears off Kai-ro. As the sonics seperate Terry from the symbiote-Kair-ro uses his ring to capture the symbiote in a container. Bruce quickly covers up Terry-who is back to the red and black suit-and puts his mask back on him-now allowing the public to learn the identity of their Dark Knight.

"It is finished." Superman says-throwing the sonic rifle to the ground.

"But at what cost." Bruce says-surveying the carnage around him. "At what cost?" he repeats.



"Neo Gotham was a scene of tragedy yesterday, as the Justice League was involved in an epic battle with the monster known as Bat-Venom. Our reports from the JLU was that an alien entity took over the mind of Batman-and turned him into the monster that he had become. Funeral services for the fallen Leaguers, Aquagirl, Warhawk, and Big Barda were held earlier today. This is Maria Vohn for Gotham Insider, signing off."




"That alien suit made you do things no hero would do Terry." Superman says.

"But we know it wasn't you that killed Barda, Warhawk or Aquagirl." Kai-ro adds.

"No. It was Venom."

"The Symbiote takes over your mind. It turns you into a monster. It destroys the hero within."



"I'm no hero." Terry says-slamming his fitst onto the JLU's table. "I would of been able to stop it."

"Terry. Please," Superman says. "It isn't your fault. However, we are asking that you step down from your posistion in the Justice League." he adds, with a solomn look on his face as Terry stands up.

"I never was a hero." he says-walking past Bruce Wayne-through the doors, as Bruce follows.

"Terry." Bruce says-in pursuit.

"What?"

"Justice League or not, Amanda Waller did say one thing that I can agree with. Gotham City will always need Batman. I'm too old for this Terry, I can't be Batman. Tim Drake can't be Batman, Dick Grayson can't be Batman, and even a blind person could see that Barbara can't very well be BatMAN." he says. "In this day and age, only one person is primed to be Batman. Terry McGinnis, maybe more than you'll ever know- but you are Batman, now...and Beyond." he says-handing Terry his uniform. Terry smiles as he takes the uniform and shakes Bruces hand.

"Let's go home." he says as they walk out of the Metro Tower, and look up into the night sky-where a new red Batsignal crosses the sky. All we see is the outline of Batman jet through the sky-looking for his next adventure.






CONTINUED in BATMAN BEYOND: A NIGHTMARE REBORN
This is my latest Batman Fan Fic, set 50 years after the events of "Cadmus"-in the Batman Beyond universe. What If the Venom Symbiote returned to Earth, and selected The Tomorrow Knight himself, Terry McGinnis as its new host? What kind of chaos and carnage would ensue with The Dark Knight under the control of the evil Venom Symbiote? What would happen to Terry? Max? Dana? Bruce Wayne? or even the Justice League Unlimited? Find out now in BATMAN BEYOND: VENOM
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ArtFanJa55 Reviews: The Dark Knight Trilogy

Warning: I'm going to be spoiling the first two movies not so much of the third movie because of the film being so recent. for all you spoiler nuts, Read at your own risk.



Batman Begins:

Plot Summary: At the beginning of Batman Begins we are shown in Bruce Wayne's perspective from the tragic moment as a child, his attempt to kill a criminal before one of Falcone's assasins beats him to the kill, exiles himself to gotham to learn about the criminal underworld, his meeting with Henri Ducard offering to train him to become a ninja in the League of Shadows led by Ra's Al Ghul, his defection from criminal orgainzation, and finally return to Gotham to become The Dark Knight we all know as Batman. When he finally becomes Batman he proceeds in the night taking out the number one crime boss Falcone and succeds. Not long afterwards his company cargo ship got raided and stole their experimental weapon that vaporises water, Batman investigates Jonathan Crane but gets exposed by his fear gas as was forced to retreat. He gets picked by Alfred and Lucious Fox as he was distribbuted an antidote. Rachel Dawes also trying to expose Cranes mutiny she heads to Arkham Asylum to interview him, she ends up succeeding in getting the truth out of him. He's going to dump it all into Gotham's water supply. Rachel gets exposed to the fear gas by crane so she won't won't spoil his plan. Batman arrives beats down the Henchmen and exposes Crane with his own toxin and then reveals to him what he had revealed to Racheal. Batman takes the poisoned Racheal back to the batcave and gives her the antidote. When she comes to he tells her to give one antidote for gorden and keep the other for mass production before sedating her and sending her home. He swithes back to Bruce Wayne to attend to his Birth day. During his party he encounters the real Ra's Al Ghul(Henri Ducard). Bruce makes up an excuse to allow thier guests to leave. Ghul reveals that he allied himself with Crane, Stole his vapor weapon, and are ready use it to cause panic and chaos in Gotham. Ghul knocks Wayne out, in the burning building and leaves to destroy the city. Afred comes back shortly, gets him back up on his feet, and Bruce puts the suit back on to Stop Ra's Al Ghul. With the help of Rachel, and James Gordan Batman was able stop Ghul's plan. In the end Wayne owns his own company, loses Rachel for being unable the two sides of Bruce(Bruce Wayne and Batman), Gordon shows him the Bat-signal, and proceeds through the night to investigate a certain crime scenes who is hinted to most likely The Joker.

Opinions: After the awfulness of Batman and Robin, The Batman movies remained dead for while. A couple years later Christopher Nolan rebooted the Batman movie franchise giving it his own take on the series. As we all the know the movie is very good. I don't know how to explain whats good about it with out repeating what everyone else said but i guess its unavoidable. The story itself is a nice refreshing take on Batman, giving him a very well flesh out backstory before he becomes Batman. The characters are also pretty good: Christian Bale does a good job as Bruce Wayne and fairly good job as Batman(better than Micheal Keaton, i don't know). Katie Holmes as Rachel is also a good character being a pretty good role model as well as a seemingly good person in general. It's also nice that she helps fight the crime rather being there just to be the supportive girlfriend. Micheal Caine as Alfred was always good in any Batman media but here he is great. Alfred is now just more than just the butler willing serve Bruce and be by his side through thick and thin, he comoes in and acts like a second father figure as it was shown in Bruce's backstory. James Gordon played by Gary Oldmen is good but not great. I'm sorry but he just didn't stand out enough. The Villains are also good but not great. Problems? There are a few. The shaky cam does get distracting especially during the action scenes, and I also thought that the villains could have been a little more interesting. I'm going to assume the Ra's Al Ghul and Scare Crow might be better in the comics(and if they are I believe you) but I thought they didn't leave a strong impression one me. It also felt a bit standard 1st comic book movie in the 2000's but thats just minor and not really worth mentioning. Even with those few things Batman begins is still a good comic book movie. Any Comic book movie fans should at least watch this movie once.



The Dark Knight:

Plot summary: The second film in the trilogy it starts out with a bank robbery where the The Joker posing as one of kills them off during a successful escape. Batman on the other hand continues doing what he does best, beating up bad guys and saving the night. In the morning Bruce investigates the new District Attourney Harvey Dent to see that whether he can be trusted or not via a double date. Batman(Bruce), and Gordon bring Harvey along in a mob boss in Gotham. While at the Mob's the Joker arrives at their hideout and offers to kill batman for half their reward money. The Crime boss refuse his offer and put a bounty on his head, which later had the Joker taking over their base by killing the leader. On the other side Batman proceeds and captures the Chinese accountant who escaped fled from gotham with a lot of their money for personal reasons. Next the Joker issues a deal with the mysterious Batman, reveal his identity or people while die daily. That didn't stop the fundraiser for Harvey Dent hosted by Bruce Wayne himself. The Joker Crashes the Party and targets seacrh for Dent to most likely kill him. Bruce Quickly hides Dent and Saves Rachel(Harvey Dent's Girlfriend)from most likely being killed. In the next scene The joker Strikes again to assasinate another public figure but Gordon jumps in front and dies from it. Having Gone too far Bruce has decided that it is time to reveal his identity, but during Harvey Dent's conference when Bruce was ready to make his movie Dent says he's Batman and is taken into custody. He is then pursed by the Joker in one of the best chases in any movie. Batman rides in the Batmobile/bike once again to put a stop to the Joker. Batman suceeds with Gordon last minute arrival revealing that he faked his death and arrest the Joker only to find Rachel and Harvey Missing. The police question the joker but got no answers, thus he was then rough housed by Batman to reveal their locations. Batman goes to one building for Rachel while the police proceeds to the other building for Dent. In the midst of the race against time Joker escapes taking the Chinese accountant with him. Batman arrives at racheal's building only to find Harvey there. Netherless he rescues him against his will while the police arrive at the opposite but were too late to save her. The explosion caused dent to have half his face burned. Dent is then sent to a hospital. Joker then arrives at the hospital where Harvey is and convinced him pursue of vengence. The Joker escapes and blows up the hospital on his way out. While Harvey prowls all over Gotham pursuing the the people who were involved with the corrupt system and the death of his girlfriend Rachel, Joker has captured a group of citizens and arkham's inmate. Giving both groups a bomb they were given the choice to kill the opposing group or have them both die by midnight. Batman manages to track his whereabouts and gets pinned in the final confrontation. Batman managed to beat the Joker but reveals to still win the battle due to causing the most respected man(Harvey Dent) in all of Gotham to become evil. Batman makes a mad dash away from the subdued Joker to find him and try to talk to him. He meets Dent with a gun pointed at Gordan and his son, unable to revert him back to good. Harvey falls to his death after a brief fight. Wanting to protect Gotham from chaos Batman chose to become the villain in this scenerio and takes the blame for Harvey's fall. Batman then escapes the cops as the police unleash a manhunt for Batman. Thus the Movie ends after that.

Opinion: As we all know The Dark Knight blew Batman Begins out of the bat cave. I'll talk about the stand out moments first, Heath Ledger as the Joker. Like every one else i was shocked that a pretty boy that actually managed to pull off arguably one the best all-time villains in movie format. This new Joker was funny, he was scary, he was philisophical, he was evil, and he was smart so naturally Joker is easily one of the best things in this movie. Another thing that stood out of this film was the Drama, and philisophical speeches. The Drama had huge role in the story no just with the main cast but across the whole city as well. It actually made think about the problems people have in this city, which was stated in the film by Harvey and the Joker. The city will plunge in to chaos when the morale is shattered which is actually true. All of the drama was added on by the philisohical speeches reflecting the overall boundaries of order and chaos. what else is good about the movie? No more Shaky cam! You can actually see the action on the screen and when the action is on the screen it is really really intense to watch. I can't really find a lot problems with the movie, all I can say is watch it you'll highly enjoy this movie.




The Dark Knight Rises:

Overview: 8 years have passed and Gotham is finally at peace. On the downside, Gordan is guilty for coveering this lie and Bruce is now going broke with his company crumbling over the years and has concealed himself inside his house continuing to hide the truth. However, in the shadows of Gotham the new Villain Bane proceeds take over Gotham alongsside Catwoman. He takes over Wayne enterprises, takes control of Gotham, and reverts it back to hell. Now its up to Bruce Wayne and friends to stop Bane from destroying Gotham itself.

Opinion: Now we the thrid and final movie in the Dark Knight trilogy. Does it Live up to the hype? For the most part it does. I'll talk about the stronger points before getting to the weak points. One of the best parts of this movie is the new chaaracters: Joseph Gordon Levitt as John Blake, Anne Hathawayas Catwoman, and Tom Hardy as Bane. First is Bane, he completely stole the show when ever he was on screen: he was menecing, he was intelligent, and was more closer to what he was like in the comics than in the undenialbly bad Batman and Robin. I found him to be way more interesting than in any other Batman media and his performance in this movie did not dissapoint. Anne Hathaway as Selina Kyle is also very good in this movie. She captured Catwomen's anti-hero persona very well, she look attractive to boot, and she kicked butt in this movie. This version of Catwomen is still very enjoyable much like her Comic book counterpart. John blake is also pretty good for being exclusive to only this movie: he does his job very well, he's likable, and much like gordon continues to believe in good where the entire city has become a living hell. I don't have much else to say about all the returning cast members: Batman development is still decent, Alfred(though barely in the movie) still shows that he is a good second father to bruceand Gordon is still Gordon. The Action is still great though, much like in the Dark Knight they were still great to watch and the editing is still very strong. Now lets get to the weaker parts of the movie, these are nit-picks but they do have to be adressed. The philosohical talks are kind of missed in this movie,that is what held the Dark knight very strongly and its kind of sad not having that many in this movie like in the last movie. Also I noticed that there are a bunch of plotholes in this movie. They are reletivly small and are not easily recognized but it really does add up as the movie goes on and it does end up being distracting(check out Doug Walker's review of The Dark Knight Rises he'll explain it). I also thought the twist while good and unexpected was pretty wasted here. However, If you are willing to look past these problems I'm pretty sure you'll have youself a good to great time with the Dark Knight Rises.

ArtFanJa55 reviews: The Dark Knight Trilogy

Each of these movies are great on the own but Togther these movies make up to what many people consider pheunominal Trilogy along with Lord of the Rings, and Toy Story.

Ratings:

Batman Begins:
:star::star::star::star-half::star-empty:

The Dark Knight:
:star::star::star::star::star:

The Dark Knight Rises:
:star::star::star::star::star-half:

Which movie in the Trilogy is your favorite? I really wanna know.
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"Alexandria no!" Artemis shouted before the Amazon Princess could advance. Alexandria looked to her commander with question. Why would she stop her from confronting Superman?

"That is not Superman..." Artemis simply stated with great severity.  Behind the imposter man of steel others rose into the air. All of them were Superman. The one in the center eyes' ignited with red light. Quickly a thin beam of heat vision escaped and fired down on the island. The Amazons quickly jumped for cover.

"It's a Superman robot!!" Tatyana quickly shouted in the air. She pointed her trident at the fleet of robotic Kryptonians. Lightning shot out of her trident and blasted four of the nine Supermen imposters. The robot men pummeled to the ground and crashed hard against the stone floor.

The remaining five robots shot through the sky as a piloted team. Alexandria flew into the air. With her hammer in hand she clobbered the Supermen, however one missed her blows and continued to soar.

"He's headed for the palace!" Artemis shouted with terror in her voice. Almost all of Themyscira shuddered with her. King Tristan was in grave peril. Without his powers he would be cannon fodder for the android, but the robot would never fulfill his murderous plot.

Just as quickly as he shot through the sky, a golden rope bound itself around the robot's torso just as lightning quick. Princess Selene gave one good tug and down the robot went. She flew in circles, force crashing her bound Superman into his fellow automaton brethren. One by one she obliterated them all until there was only one left. Her two sisters Alexandria and Tatyana watched with dropped jaws.

"Are you going to stand there all day?" she asked and shot past them towards her android foe. "We've got a battle to win!"

"Yes Ma'am!" her two sisters rejoiced. Princess Selene high kicked the robot into the sky and quickly shot into the air. She slammed her fists down and sent the metal down crashing down to the ground with the same effect as a meteor.

"So much for you being passive" Alexandria stated with her arms crossed. She held her hammer just in case, but there was no point. Selene was on a rampage! She stomped down on the android as it began to stand once more. Its metal body crunched under her feet.

"I am passive sister..." Selene responded calmly. She kicked the android across the battle field. "I do not harm people...however this hunk of tin isn't alive!" she said justifying her actions. She wasn't hurting anyone. She was simply beating up an oversized toaster.

"We've got trouble!!" Artemis shouted. With her bow drawn she fired a few arrows into the sky. The skies were flooded with winged demon women as well as flying machines, human flying machines!

"Harpies!" Princess Tatyana hissed. Somebody freed the Harpies from the underworld and they were now wreaking havoc on Themyscira!

"We have bigger problems!" Princess Alexandria shouted. She pointed towards the ground where the armored men were being accompanied by other beings. Armed with poisonous arrows the Centaurs stampeded through the island marsh. Human soldiers stormed with their semi automatic weapons. The Amazons were outnumbered!

"We've got another problem Sisters..." Princess Selene added with a calmed voice. She pointed towards the horizon. Past the enemy ships was an even greater threat. A green scaly figure appeared and slithered into the ocean depths. From the small portion that was spotted it was clear that this monster's size was greater than anything the Amazons could handle.

All around the island there were cries. Brave Amazon warriors fell to their deaths. The force of the enemy was too overpowering to even the most skilled of fighters. There was no hope left. The Amazons had failed.

"Triton!" Princess Tatyana shouted. Her sea lover quickly appeared at her side in a rush of ocean air. His presence salted the air and wisped the ground.

"My love?" he quickly responded. Tatyana handed him her trident and pushed him towards the shoreline.

"Summon your Atlantian warriors and by us some time with that sea monster."

Triton did not wait another second. He vanished in bubbly sea foam. The foam seaped into the ground quickly turning the dry dirt into moist mud. There was no trace that he had been there once the mud dried.

"I'll handle the Harpies!" Alexandria offered. She twirled her hammer in her hand and shot into the sky. The first Harpy that came within distance was clobbered like it was a fly falling victim to a swatter.

"I can take the Centaurs" Tatyana stated. She put one foot out and then stopped. What was there for Selene to do?

"Selene..." Tatyana said. Her baby sister looked to her. Her baby blue eyes begged not to be ordered to fight. "Tend to the wounded" she said after scoffing.

Tatyana sprinted into the battlefield with her trident in hand. It was already glowing with the power of Poseidon. She blasted out a bolt of lightning, instantly incinerating a rapid Centaur on the spot.

But what the women didn't see was the fast approaching threat. It was not as massive as the Sea Serpent, nor was it as numerous as the Centaurs and Harpies, but even so this threat was just as or even more deadly.

"It's a rapid Minotaur!" one of the warrior women shouted. She then cried out as she was slashed with her opponent's sword.

Running through the Amazons like a speeding snow plow was the Minotaur and at its helm was a rider. That's when things went from bad to worse. This rider was all too familiar to the Amazons of Themyscira, for the rider was an Amazon!

"Ebony!" Princess Selene cried. Betrayal was worse than any burn. It went under the skin and ate away at flesh and soul. Ebony was a traitor.

As if she were riding an unstoppable killing machine, which she was, Ebony tore through the Amazons' defenses and made her way towards the palace where the King was, but just as the minotaur's hooves touched the stone steps of the palace, it lost its rider.

Swooping down from out of nowhere, Artemis appeared and kicked Ebony in her jaw, sending her rocketing backwards into the air. The Minotaur however continued up the steps and crashed violently into the palace's doors. They shattered upon impact and the beast rode in.

"He's going after The King!" Artemis shouted. Across the battle field in separate positions the Princesses gasped in terror. Their father was in Danger!

Artemis flipped her sword in her hand and shot through the air with her blade in front of her. She went after the monster, leaving Ebony to the mercy of Princess Selene. She towered over her with her arms crossed.

"Of all people…I would've never expected betrayal from you…" Selene said. Ebony scoffed and stood up with her sword being drawn shortly after. "You turned your back on your people, on my Father-"

"Your Father is a fool, Selene!" Ebony shouted. She swung her sword. Quicker than lightning could strike down from the sky, Selene dodged the swipe and then pulled for her lasso. Holding it in both hands, she countered the incoming swipes of Ebony's sword.

"You can only delay me for so long!" Ebony boasted, "He granted me power! Power your Father could not! You cannot hope to defeat me!" she declared. Swiftly, Ebony kicked Selene's hands and forced her lasso free from her grip. After kicking the defenseless Princess to the ground, her attacker then kicked the lasso out of reach and held her sword into the air.

"And now you cannot hope to survive this!" she then said. Ebony shouted out and forced her sword downwards. Selene screamed and shut her eyes in terror. She crossed her arms over her head to defend against the incoming blade.

"Selene!" the other two Princesses cried. They were too far away to help and even if they were, they wouldn't have been able to stop what came next.

As Ebony's blade came down its path was interrupted from Selene's flesh. Almost instantly, a transparent dome formed around Selene. The blade crashed and shattered against the blue aura and Ebony jolted back. Selene opened her eyes after hearing the blade shatter upon impact with something. She and her sisters gasped with what they saw.

"If you thought this battle was over, you're sadly mistaken!" came a man's voice from the sky. He hovered to the ground with his fist out in front of him. The blue dome had a tail that pointed towards him, but not entirely to him. The dome was attached to the ring on his finger. It was a ring of a Blue Lantern.

"And I should only hope that you didn't that you could attack my sister and walk away!" the man then said with a very cold, very stern expression on his face. "Never fear dear sisters…" He said, "All will be well…"
There's a Prince? Wuuuutttt???


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Today
Today is a regular day for other people
4/13 is just a regular Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday

However, for us
For us Homestuckers
It's not just only a day,
But it's a day that we are all know.

A day when our fandom started
When it ran for a person's mind,
And jump on the Internet and stayed in our hearts

A day a certain boy and a certain girl was born
Which they became iconic
And kick start our random filled adventure

A day where we, Homestuckers,
Remember 4 kids, 4 guardians,
12 trolls and their similar counterparts

A day when we have parties,
Meet up, cosplay as our favorite characters
And join together as this special day goes by

And just because this fandom happen,
And another fandom blossom;
Which is only about fandoms

Today, Today!!!
Is not just a regular day
This day is special

It was our first day as a fandom
And it maybe our last

However, we will show our respect
We will survive as long as the ever-lasting sun
We will go on and on

Today is not a regular day...
Today is the beginning and continuation of Homestuck

Happy B-Day Homestuck
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                          Themyscira, seventeen years ago…

  So much to do.  So much to consider.
  Darkness had settled hours ago and the house was finally quiet.  Though weary from a long day, Diana knew that sleep would be a difficult prize to claim, especially with everything in her mind that vied for her attention.  She lay on her back, right in the middle of her spacious bed as she stared at the ceiling with troubled blue eyes.  With one hand laying on her belly and the other arm curled around her head, she did her best to relax her body, hoping that her mind would soon follow.  Her long black hair was pulled to one side and was flailed out on her pillow and bed.  Her spacious bedroom was dimly lit in the warm blue glow offered by the full moon.  There were not many furnishings, only the bed, desk across the room under the window and a wardrobe that was made of some dark wood.  Two other pieces had joined them in recent weeks, though, and one was beside her bed, between it and the wall, and from here a sound came that had not been heard on this island for more than a thousand years, and the Princess of the Amazons sprang up from her bed in quick response to it.
  "Shh," she soothed as she gently took the fussy baby girl from her white and red bassinette.  Cradling the baby gently in her arms, she backed up and sat on the edge of her bed, her full attention on the squirming little girl she held.  With a big smile, Diana wrapped the baby in her pink blanket and said in a low, slight voice, "I thought you were asleep, Little One.  Are you hungry yet again?"
  The baby did not cry, but she stared back at the Amazon Princess with trusting blue eyes.  Not quite a month old, she knew her mother well on sight and by the sound of her voice, and being in her mother's arms always calmed her.
  Raising her brow as she stared down at the baby, Diana insisted, "We need to sleep.  That means both of us."  When the baby smiled at her, she could not help but smile back.  "You are going to be a horrible little scamp, aren't you?"
  "Much like her mother," another woman said softly as she approached.
  Diana looked over her shoulder to see her own mother, Queen Hippolyta striding silently around the bed, but her attention did not remain there long as it was reclaimed quickly by the child she held.
  The Queen was wearing white sleeping attire much like her daughter's and her long black hair pulled over one shoulder and bound with three white ribbons.  She sat gingerly beside Diana, slipping an arm around her shoulders as she asked in a low voice, "Is she fussy again tonight?"
  "Afraid so," Diana confirmed.  "Sometimes she sleeps well; sometimes she wants to be up all night."
  Hippolyta smiled as she stared down at the baby in her daughter's arms.  "Just like you were long ago.  I'll bet she is just anxious for a name."
  The Princess looked away and grumbled, "I know."
  "You've had almost a year to think about it," Hippolyta pointed out.  "Is it so hard a decision?"
  Looking back to the baby, Diana declared, "I want her name to be perfect, one that will suit her well and have meaning for who she will be when she grows up."
  "And who will she be?  Another great hero like her mother?"
  Diana loosed a deep breath and shook her head.  "I hope not.  I pray that her life will be full and rewarding but not fraught with conflict as mine has been."
  Gently stroking her daughter's hair, the Queen pointed out, "That may be a matter of destiny.  Both of her parents are heroes, after all, and both stubbornly defend what is just and good."
  Closing her eyes, Diana grimly said, "I know, and I don't want that life for her."  Looking back to the little girl she held, despair was in her eyes as she clenched teeth, and with a shake of her head she continued, "She should only know about the best of this world.  She should know how loved she is, how…  Mother, I just could not bear the thought of what would happen if my enemies ever found out about her."
  "Or her father's enemies?" Hippolyta added.
  "Or his," Diana confirmed just over a whisper.
  "So you will never tell him about his daughter," the Queen concluded.
  Her mouth tightening to a thin slit, the Amazon Princess hesitantly shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes.  "I want to.  Hera knows how I want to, but…  Mother, I am just so afraid of what could happen, what our enemies would do to her if they found out."  She ran her fingers through the baby's soft, black hair.  "She is so innocent, so… so sweet and perfect.  It must be my vow to protect her first and always, my vow to her, to our people and to the Gods to keep her safe."
  "Your vow to the Gods," Hippolyta said softly, absently.  A sparkle lit her eyes as they cut to Diana, and she simply said, "Elissa."
  Diana's eyes snapped to her.
  "It is from the old language," the Queen explained, "Greek, from the land we came from."
  "Elissa?" Diana breathed.
  "It is an ancient name, one that means a commitment to the Gods.  If that is your vow to her and to the Gods…"  She raised her brow.
  A little smile found Diana's mouth and she looked back down to the girl, to her daughter.  "Elissa.  Mother, it is beautiful, and it suits her so well!"
  Hippolyta pulled the Princess to her, hugging her tightly.  "Then my granddaughter is finally named?"
  With a nod, Diana confirmed, "Yes.  That shall be her name.  It is perfect.  She shall be my commitment to the Gods, to the world, to peace, and she shall have my absolute commitment.  I will protect her with all I am, teach her all I know, and I shall give her as wonderful a life as you gave me."
  Something solemn took the Queen's face as she stared at the innocent baby her daughter held.  "And her father can never know about her?  You will never tell him of his daughter?"
  "I want to," Diana assured, "but I don't dare.  She can never be like him, or like me.  No, she will see beauty in the world, not its ugliness.  She shall be warrior trained but she shall know compassion and mercy."  She kissed the baby's forehead, then stroked her hair and smiled.  "Warrior trained, yes, but when the time comes the world will see her as the beautiful and sweet angel she is now."

                          Patriarch's World, present day

  Golden Angel slammed into the double doors back-first and exploded through them, not stopping until she hit the bookcase on the other side of the lavish meeting room.  Crumpling to the floor, the small heroine was pummeled by books and decorations from the shattered shelf, and she took a few seconds to collect her wits before raising her dark, crystal blue eyes to the enemy who strode toward her, her brow low over them.  With a little snarl on her mouth, she stood, her red gloved hands clenching her bare fingers into tight fists.  Golden gauntlets encased her forearms and sparkled under the fluorescent lights of the meeting room.  Her right shoulder was bare and a single strap held her red top in place, a top that left her midriff bare as well.  Right across her chest was a symbol of the two worlds she came from, the golden image of a falcon but with the lower wings of a bat.  Her long blue trousers were adorned with white stars down the outsides of the legs and met gold trimmed red boots that were nearly as high as her knees, and a pouch laden belt was buckled around her waist.  Though her hair was worn in a pony tail that dropped to her lower back, many locks had stubbornly spilled over her gold tiara, one with a blue star right in the center, and she angrily combed them out of her line of vision.  She was not a tall girl, slightly less than five foot six, and while generously built for a girl of only seventeen years and well muscled in arms, legs, shoulders and back, she was very lean and not heavy looking at all.  At a look, one would never guess that this small, almost fragile looking heroine was endowed by her Amazon heritage with strength many times that of any mortal.
  But her opponent was not just any mortal.
  The nine men at the long, heavy conference table all sprang to their feet and looked to her as she squared off against her big opponent again.  These were mostly fellows in their thirties and forties, but for the white haired man, the best dressed of them, who was at the far end of the table.  They got but a glance from the beautiful little Amazon who had disrupted their meeting, but she had their full attention.
  Raising a hand to the businessmen, she glared at the big woman who stormed into the room and ordered in a voice befitting a girl in her teen years, "Stay back.  I've got this."
  They all retreated, and all turned their eyes to the door as Golden Angel's opponent strode in with heavy steps.  This was a huge woman, about six foot six and very broad shouldered.  She had a thick jaw for a woman but attractive features otherwise with lovely dark amber eyes that had her brow held low over them.  She wore ancient Roman style armor that was gold in color, Roman infantry sandals that had straps winding around her legs all the way to the knees and a short red skirt.  Her arms were immensely thick, much thicker than most men and her legs were even thicker.  This was a woman who had more a man's muscle tone and size, but her gender was given away by her generous bosom, her small waist and broad hips.  Long red hair was restrained behind her by a big metal barrette that was gold and in the shape of a human skull, and nearly the size.
  Stopping halfway to her tiny opponent, she pointed a thick finger at her and shouted, "Now you've made Herculeeta mad, little girl!"
  Golden Angel's eyes narrowed and she growled back, "Do not call me that!"  She charged with amazing speed and as her much larger opponent threw a crushing punch she ducked under her arm and delivered a solid blow to the big woman's solid belly, caving in the armor plate that she hit.
  The big woman's elbow came back hard and slammed into Golden Angel right between the shoulders, sending her down to the floor.
  Slow to push herself up, the little Amazon found her neck seized by her bigger foe and she was hoisted from the floor and slammed into that book case again.  She rose quicker this time, but clumsily, clearly trying to get her wits about her.
  The big woman tore the damaged armor plate from her belly and tossed it aside, then she held her fists before her, cracked her knuckles as she stood a few feet away, her eyes locked on those of her young opponent.  "Oh, yeah.  It's time for Herculeeta to bring some serious pain."
  "Come and get it," the little Amazon challenged as she assumed her battle stance.
  With a mighty yell, Herculeeta charged and swung her fist hard, intending to crush her little opponent once and for all.
  Golden Angel darted aside and the big woman's big fist narrowly missed her, and when that fist slammed through the bookcase and into the concrete wall behind it, Angel kicked as hard as she could, slamming the top of her boot into the now unarmored belly of the big woman and doubling her over.  Wasting no time, she followed up with a hard punch to the side of the woman's head, finally felling her with a loud, floor shaking thump.  She backed away, her eyes on her downed foe as she drew in deep breaths.
  "Okay," she said as if to herself.  "One down."  Her eyes widened as her big opponent pushed herself up and turned an infuriated glare on her.  She backed away, into the conference table, and there she saw a large silver tray that had a pot of coffee, five white cups and a box of doughnuts on it.  She picked up a cup and turned it upright, set it down on the tray, and then picked up the coffeepot.  With a quick check to see Herculeeta clumsily getting to her feet, she looked over her shoulder to the men who were huddled on the other end and asked, "Is this decaff?"
  They all shook their heads.
"Good," she said as she poured a cup.  Setting the pot down, she picked up the cup of steaming hot coffee and smelled it, smiling slightly as she observed, "Mmm… Rich Columbian."  She looked up to her big opponent, who approached with apprehensive steps and her hands curled into tight fists.
  Herculeeta stopped about two feet away, towering over her small foe as she suggested, "Grab you one of those doughnuts too, and enjoy it.  It's gonna be your last meal."
  Raising her brow, Golden Angel asked, "Want some coffee?"  Without waiting for a response, she splashed the hot coffee into the big woman's face.
   Covering her eyes with both hands, Herculeeta screamed as she stumbled backward.
  And Golden Angel wasted no time in charging and ramming her shoulder into the big woman's belly, driving her back a few steps.  She picked her up, then lunged forward and down, driving her opponent's shoulders and head as hard as she could into the tile floor and the room shook as she hit.  Leaping on top of her, she raised her fists and pummeled the big woman in the head and face, striking as hard as she could.
  Herculeeta struck back, her big fist slamming into her smaller opponent's side, her ribs, and Golden Angel cried out and lurched over.  The brawl on the floor continued under the fearful, watchful eyes of the men across the room.
  It ended suddenly after a hard uppercut to the big woman's chin, one that knocked her unconscious.
  Staggering to her feet with her tiara dangling from the middle of her ponytail, Golden Angel stared down at her defeated foe, struggling to catch her breath for a second before she spat, "Hair pulling?  Really?"  When she turned toward the men who had witnessed her battle, her tiara fell from her hair and she looked down as it hit the floor.  Retrieving it from the floor, she combed her hair back before putting it back in its place.  "Everyone okay?" she asked.
  They all nodded, and the white haired man stepped forward, striding slowly around the table.  He never took his eyes from her as he slowly approached.
  With four steps, Golden Angel had approached the table, looking to the box of doughnuts before turning her attention to the man who neared her, and innocently she asked, "Can I have one?"  When he nodded, she offered, "Thank you," as she picked through and selected one.
  A young blond woman wearing a red top with Wonder Woman's symbol across the front and blue jeans ran into the room and stopped halfway there as her eyes found the unconscious Herculeeta.  This was a very attractive woman, a little older than Golden Angel and about the same height, though better muscled and slightly thicker in the body.  She had silver colored gauntlets clamped around her forearms and a gold tiara on her brow that bore a red star in the center.
  Golden Angel turned to her, chewing on a bite of the doughnut she had selected as she greeted with a full mouth, "What up, Wonder Girl?"
  Setting her hands on her hips, Wonder Girl stared down at the big woman who slumbered on the floor and asked, "So, you got her, huh?"
  "Yup," the little Amazon confirmed.
  "What happened to observing and gathering information?" the blond woman asked.
  Golden Angel finished her doughnut and shrugged.  "I had a decision to make and…"  When the blond woman raised her brow and shifted her eyes to her, she heaved a heavy breath and confessed, "Okay, she saw me."
  "Red Robin's not going to like this," Wonder Girl warned.
  Turning her eyes to the floor, Golden Angel nodded.
                                             **
  Titans headquarters, located inside a mountain that towered over a beach at the coastline, was not designed for comfort, but its inhabitants had made it so.  A large, well lit sitting area with two big, comfortable couches flanked by three recliners with a third between the couches was as colorful and homey as any house would be.  A big screen TV hung over a console that was both a remote computer station and gaming center.  This day it was off as the young heroes who lived there were just getting settled in after a long day.
  Wearing blue jeans and a dark red tee shirt, Red Robin was dressed for comfort, but still wore his mask as he stormed into the common area.  Behind him were Superboy and Kid Flash, neither of whom seemed to be in a good mood.  Superboy's attire never seemed to stray from his black tee shirt with the red 'S' symbol of Superman in the middle and his blue jeans.  Kid Flash was appropriately dressed in shorts, sandals and a yellow button up shirt with a variety of floral patterns.
  Behind them was Wonder Girl, still in her blue jeans and red top.  She had abandoned her boots, leaving them in her quarters.  Walking with her was Golden Angel, whose foul mood could easily be read on her expression.  She had abandoned her crime-fighting attire altogether and only wore blue running shorts and a red tee shirt that read Chicks Rule! in big white letters.  She was also barefoot and this only exaggerated her lack of stature among her colleagues.
  Red Robin stopped behind one of the couches and laid his hands on the back, leaning on it as he angrily stared at the table in the middle of the room.  When everyone caught up to him, he simply barked, "I don't care anymore.  This is the third operation in less than a month you've screwed up!"
  Golden Angel folded her arms and informed, "We got Herculeeta."
  "We've got nothing on her," he snapped.
  "She was attacking two people!" Golden Angel cried.  "Did you want me to just let that go?"
  "What happened to her not seeing you?" he demanded.
  "She only saw me after I came in and flattened her," Elissa spat.  "What did you want me to do, Tim, allow her to hurt or kill someone?"
  He pushed off of the couch and wheeled around, storming right up to her as he shouted, "We only got one of them, and now the rest know we're on to them and that's going to complicate things.  This was the last time, Angel.  I don't need someone on my team who can't follow the plan!"
  About five inches shorter than him, she set her hands on her hips and glared up at him.  "We also have to think on our feet out there!  That and I was kind of under the impression we were supposed to protect people!"
  "How about protecting them a little more quietly," he suggested with venom in his words.  "If you couldn't take her then you should have called for back-up."
  "I did take her!" she pointed out, taking a half step toward him.  "You want me to show you how?"
  Superboy stepped between them from one side, Wonder Girl from the other.
  "Look, guys," Superboy cut in as he nudged Golden Angel back a step, "we don't need to come to blows here.  It's over with, okay?"
  As Wonder Girl nudged him back a step as well, Red Robin growled, "We didn't have any problems like this before she showed up.  In fact, everything was running smoothly."
  "Well," Kid Flash corrected, "as smoothly as can be expected with this bunch.  Look guys, let's just go to our corners and cool off for a while."
  Robin and Angel glared at each other for long seconds, and finally she wheeled around and stormed toward her quarters.
                                           **
  Golden Angel's quarters were in disarray.  Clothing littered the floor, her desk was a mess, the bed was unmade and a bath towel hung over the back of the chair that was pushed into the desk.  The closet door was open and inside the closet was littered with items that did not quite make the laundry basket.  Shelves on the wall by the desk and door were also cluttered and disorganized.
  This was just how she kept things.
  As the door slid shut behind her, she threw herself onto her bed and rolled over on her back, staring angrily at the ceiling for a time as she tried to allow herself to calm down.  She vented a few deep breaths to relieve her anger, but she was a little too agitated for this to work.  Here she lay for about a half an hour.  Things just were not going well and she felt like the new kid who was just too easy to blame.
  When someone knocked on the door, she knew that it was Wonder Girl, and she heaved a heavy sigh.  Really wanting to be alone, she did not want to answer, but a second knock prompted her to call out, "It's unlocked, Cassie."
  The door slid open and Wonder Girl padded in, her eyes on her little Amazon friend as she neared.
  Golden Angel turned her head away, feeling that she was near tears.
  Ever so gently, Wonder Girl sat on the bed beside her.  She was unable to speak, even though they both knew there was much to say.
  Drawing a deep breath, Golden Angel guessed, "So I've been voted off the island, huh?"
  Wonder Girl turned her eyes down and nodded, confirming, "Yeah."  There was a pause, and finally she looked back to her friend and suggested, "Take some time off.  Go home for a while and…"
  "Get my head on straight?" Angel grumbled.
  "Nobody wanted it to be this way," Cassandra informed.  "The team has to come first.  I mean, everyone likes you—"
  "Except Tim," Golden Angel interrupted.
  "Elissa, Tim's just that way.  He can be really abrasive sometimes, especially when we're on a mission.  I guess Batman really rubbed off on him."
  Golden Angel finally turned her head and looked to the blonde Amazon girl.  "He's resentful because Batman's my father.  That's it.  He thinks I'm trying to push him aside or something."
  Looking away, Wonder Girl softly admitted, "I don't know."
  Elissa sat up, anger in her words as she said, "Yes you do.  He hasn't liked me since I was brought here and he's looked for any excuse to get rid of me."
  "It isn't that, Elissa," Wonder Girl informed.  She finally looked to the smaller Amazon and continued with harsher words, "You seem to think the rules here don't apply to you.  You jump in and start a brawl when we're supposed to be quietly observing, and then it's never your fault when the mission fails.  It's happened three times in less than a month and I've tried—"
  "So now it's all my fault?" Golden Angel barked.  "I guess it hasn't occurred to anybody that I don't need some stuck-up little butthead telling me my job!  I did just fine before!"
  "You weren't part of a team before!" Cassandra loudly countered.
  Elissa stared back quietly, then looked away from her.
  "Everything must be coordinated," Wonder Girl said with an authoritative tone.  Standing from the bed, she set her hands on her hips and continued, "That means we have a leader, someone who coordinates the mission, and like it or not Red Robin was that leader on those three missions you botched up for us."  Her hair flailed as she wheeled around to leave.  "When you go crying to Batman and Wonder Woman, see if you can tell them what really happened here."
  Golden Angel watched her leave, and watched the door for a moment even after it closed.  Slowly, she turned her eyes down, then she slowly raised a hand to her eyes as the cruel truth began to finally sink in.
  Later, in the subterranean garage of the Titan's lair, Elissa strapped her packed duffel bag onto the back of her big red and white motorcycle.  She had changed into black boots, tight fitting blue jeans with holes worn into the thighs and the same red tee shirt beneath a leather jacket that was unzipped and open.  She turned to take one last look at the vehicles they would use in their missions, the other motorcycle that belonged to Tim, and her eyes found Red Robin standing a few feet away.
  He was watching her with blank eyes and his arms folded.
  She stared back at him, then turned back to her labors and pulled the strap hard one more time.  "Well, it looks like you're finally getting what you want.  I'm out of here."
  "What makes you think I want this?" he countered.
  Elissa wheeled back around to face him.  "Oh, come on, Tim.  You've wanted me out of here since we first met."  She turned back to her motorcycle and slipped the key into the ignition.  "You're getting what you want so just leave me alone."
  He grabbed her arm and spun her back toward him.  "Maybe if you'd take just a minute to quit feeling sorry for yourself you'd see the big picture.  This is a team and if only one member doesn't pull her weight then the whole thing falls apart, missions fail and someone can get hurt or killed.  We're out there doing what we need to and you go charging in like some glory seeking newbie and wreck everything we've worked for."
  She jerked her arm from his grip and spat back, "Situations change and plans become useless!"
  "You changed those situations," he pointed out, "just like you did today."
  "She was going to hurt those guys!" Elissa cried.  "What did you expect me to do?"
  "I expect you to do your job.  You can protect people without jeopardizing the rest of us!"  He looked away and vented a hard breath.  "Look, Angel, you're good at what you do.  Really good.  You just need to get your head in the game and work on being part of a team."
  Folding her arms, she narrowed her eyes as she pointed out, "I guess I'm just too much like my father."
  "Batman knows how to be part of a team," Tim countered.  "He also knows how to make a plan work and how to look out for his team mates."  He turned around and walked away from her, saying as he did, "Call me when you grow up and can do that."
  She watched him leave the garage and kept her eyes on the door for a moment even after it slid shut.  His stinging words would not leave her.  He was right, and that was painful.
  Turning back to her bike, she picked up the helmet and just stared at it for long seconds before gingerly sliding it over her head.
                                        **
  She stopped at a gas station just outside of Gotham City to refuel her thirsty bike, and while she filled the tank, her cell phone rang and she reached behind her with her free hand to retrieve it.  Opening it with her thumb, she looked down at the caller ID and a little smile found her lips as she put it to her ear and greeted, "Hey, girlfriend!  What's up?"
  "I am so tired," Stacy's voice complained from the other end.
  "Oh, come on.  Terrance working you that hard?"
  "Um, yeah!  When we're not working we have these all night parties to go to, then it's wardrobe checks, dealing with twiggy little supermodels and then runway rehearsals…  Oh my God!"
  Elissa laughed.  "Yeah, sounds like fun."
  "He never sleeps!" Stacy cried.
  "I know somebody like that," Elissa assured.  "So how's Paris?"
  "Oh, it's great!  Walter flew in to spend some time with me and Terrance is going to give me some time tomorrow to spend with him.  We're going to do the whole tourist thing."
  "Sweet."  The pump shut off and Elissa put the nozzle back.  "So when are you coming home?"
  "First of next month if everything goes as planned.  I can't wait to see you and have some girl time, but I guess you're going to be pretty busy with the Titans, huh?"
  She turned her eyes down and admitted, "No, not really.  I'll be free when you come home."
  Stacy shouted with her hand over her phone, "Okay, I'm coming!"  She said in a regular tone, "Hey, roomie, I got to go."
  Elissa nodded and said, "Yeah, okay.  Find some time to enjoy Paris and I'll see you next month."
  "Sooner if I can talk you into coming out here.  It's great!"
  With a little smile, Elissa assured, "I'll try, okay?  Catch you later, BFF."
  "Take care, BFF.  And be careful with your job!"
  Slowly closing the phone, Elissa finally started to realize how much she missed her little roommate.  She slipped the phone back into its pouch and climbed aboard her motorcycle, and she felt the weight of a very heavy heart as she started it.
  Not even an hour later she found herself in the city, cruising along as she had on the highway and passing car after car on her way toward the coast.  The chirp of a siren behind her prompted her to check her mirror and she found a police cruiser in close pursuit.  Checking her speedometer, she mumbled, "Oh, crud," as she realized why.
  Pulling over at the next opportunity, which turned out to be on the side of the road at a busy sidewalk, she cut off the bike and pulled her helmet off, combing a hand through her hair as she laid it on the fuel tank.  She looked to her left as the officer, who was a big man in a black uniform, strode up beside her and opened his ticket book, looking down at it through his dark sunglasses.
  With an arched brow and a pitiful look, Elissa timidly greeted, "Hi."
  "Ma'am," he said with a dry voice, "may I see your license and registration?"
  Her brow shot up and she asked, "My what?"
  An hour later she found herself in Gotham City's police station, huddled in a chair beside a cluttered desk.  Her many infractions did not warrant sitting in a jail cell, but they did warrant her motorcycle being impounded and her being detained.  Granted a phone call, she only knew of one person to call, and she prayed her mother would not find out.
  Some time ago the officer who had been processing her had taken her information, what little she had to offer, and walked off, assuring that he would be back for her.  He had not returned for a while.
  That nervous crawl in her stomach only seemed to get worse and worse as she was made to wait.
  He finally returned and sat down, his eyes on the paperwork he had brought with him.  This was a big man with thinning hair and a bushy mustache.  His shirt was dingy and he wore brown trousers that were held up by suspenders, and a shoulder holster for his gun.  His old brown jacket was laid on the back of his chair and he leaned back against it as he put on his reading glasses to look over the papers in front of him.
  "Okay, he finally said, "Miss Prince.  No driver's license, no ID, no registration, no inspection on the bike, no Social Security number…"  He pulled his glasses off and looked to her.  "You want to tell me your real name?"
  "Elissa," she replied.  "Elissa Prince.  I already told you."
  "Yeah," he drawled.  "Well, Elissa Prince, you were clocked going twenty over the speed limit and driving without a license on a bike that's not registered in this state, or at all.  So where did you get the bike?"
  "It's my Mom's," she answered timidly.
  He raised his brow.  "Your Mom's."
  She nodded.
  "Elissa!" someone called.
  They both looked to see a very well groomed and very proper looking white haired man in a black suit approaching them.  He was wearing an English driving hat and had driver's gloves in his hand.  A thin salt and pepper mustache was on his lip and he held his eyebrows high as he approached them with long and dignified steps.
  As he reached them, he held a small black purse to her and informed in an English accent, "I noticed that you left the house without this again and somehow I knew it would get you into trouble this time."  Shaking his head, he looked to the officer and declared, "Sometimes this younger generation needs to be watched so closely."
  Elissa hesitantly took the purse, her eyes on the strapping, thin gentleman who stood before her.
  The officer looked to her and asked, "Your ID in there, Miss?"
  She glanced at him, then looked to the purse and opened it.  Finding a pink leather wallet inside, she retrieved it and was about to fearfully open it and look, but the gentleman took it from her and offered it to the officer.
  "I say," the English gentleman said as he shook his head, "you would forget to dress yourself in the morning if not reminded."
  The officer took a driver's license from the wallet and looked it over, then he cut his eyes to her and handed the license and wallet back to her.  "Okay, Miss.  That takes care of that problem.  Now we just have to clear up the issue of your mother's bike."
  The gentleman sighed and turned his eyes to the ceiling.  "You took your mother's motorcycle?  Elissa, don't you remember our talk?"
  "I guess not," she mumbled.
  He shook his head again and looked to the officer.  "I trust it has been impounded."
  "Afraid so."
  "Very well," the gentleman sighed.  "I'll send for it in the morning and take care of all of the necessary fines."  He looked to Elissa and shook his finger at her.  "You have a good scolding coming, young lady.  Now come along.  We should retrieve your belongings and get you home."
  "She says she's seventeen," the officer informed.  "I'm afraid I can only release her to a family member."
  "Oh," the gentleman said, "not to worry.  My name is Alfred Pennyworth and I am the girl's uncle."
  Raising his chin, the officer declared, "Oh!  You work for Bruce Wayne, don't you?"
  Elissa's eyes widened.
  Alfred confirmed, "Why yes I do.  I've worked for the Wayne family for many years now."
  Nodding, the officer assured, "No problem then.  I'll process the bike and have it ready to pick up by morning."
  "You have my thanks, my good man," Alfred offered.  "Come along, Elissa.  Let's get you home.  I have to be back in time to prepare Master Wayne's lunch."
  As she stood, the officer, barked, "Hey, kid!"
  She looked to him with frightened eyes.
  Pointing a finger at her, he ordered, "You stay out of trouble."
  Nodding, Elissa assured, "Yes sir.  I will."
  Down on the street, a long black car awaited them right outside of the police station.  Elissa carried her duffel bag over her shoulder and Alfred led the way to the car.  Arriving there, he pushed a button on the key and the trunk lid swung up, and he turned and took the duffel bag from her.
  As he laid the bag in the trunk and closed the lid, he looked to her with a little smile and asked, "Are you hungry, Miss Elissa?"
  She turned her eyes down and nodded.
  As he walked by her, he patted her shoulder and assured, "I'll have lunch ready shortly after we arrive at the mansion."
  "Thank you," she offered timidly as he opened the back door for her.
  She removed her jacket and folded it over her arm, and as she slid in she froze as her eyes met the blue eyes of Bruce Wayne, and he did not look happy.  When the door closed, she suddenly felt trapped.
  Settling herself gingerly on the bench seat as far away from him as possible, and pressed up against the door, she turned her eyes to the floorboard and laid her jacket across her lap.
  The engine started and the car lurched forward.  It was a very smooth ride and the inside of the car smelled like fine tooled leather.  In fact, the seats were leather, a dark tan in color marbled in a light brown.  The deep carpet on the floorboard was red, as was much of the trim in the car.  Ahead of them and beneath the window that looked into the front seat was a glossy wood console with a few hatches in it, speakers mounted on the ends and in the middle and what appeared to be drawers underneath with gold colored round handles.
  The quiet in the car was unnerving and she timidly cut her eyes to him.
  He was still staring at her.  Dressed in a silk business suit that was a navy blue, he had his legs crossed and his hands clasping that knee.  Black shoes were perfectly polished.  His hair was perfectly groomed.
  Forcing a little smile, she waggled her fingers at him and greeted in a meek voice, "Hi."
  His eyes narrowed slightly.
  She cringed and drew her shoulders up.  "I, uh… I guess you talked to Tim already."
  "Yes," his deep, authoritative voice confirmed.  "You mind telling me what happened?"
  Turning her eyes down to her lap, she shrugged and confessed, "I guess I don't work and play well with others."
  "That sounds about right," he agreed.  "Three missions in less than a month, Angel.  That team had a perfect operating record until about three weeks ago."
  Her mouth slowly tightened to a thin slit.
  "Why did you come to Gotham?" he asked.
  She took a while to answer, then shrugged and replied in a whisper, "I don't know."
  "I don't accept that answer," he informed coldly.  "Now tell me why you came to Gotham."
  Reaching down for the deepest truth, she finally, slowly turned her attention to him and confessed, "I… I want…"  She drew a deep breath.  "I want to know my father."
  Bruce's expression did not change, but he raised his chin slightly.
  "I want to know you," she repeated.  "I'm… I'm part of you and…"  She looked out the window.  "I know, it sounds childish and corny, but I just want to know my father."
  Silence consumed the inside of the car and only the drone of the engine could be heard.
  He shattered that silence with, "It doesn't sound childish or corny."
  She slowly turned her attention back to him.  His expression was no longer so hard and she swore she saw the hint of a smile there.
  "I really thought you wanted to join up with the Titans and continue working," he told her.
  "That was Mom's idea," she corrected.  "I want to join the Justice League, but all I hear is I'm not ready."
  "Judging from the last month, you aren't."
  That stung and she turned her eyes down again.
  "Do you want to be?" he asked.
  With a little nod, she softly confirmed, "Yes sir."
  Bruce shifted in his seat, turning slightly toward her.  "What kind of a commitment are you willing to make?"
  "I don't know," she replied.
  "I don't accept that answer," he barked with a harsh tone.  "What kind of commitment are you willing to make?"
  She slowly turned her gaze on him again and answered, "Whatever commitment I need to, I guess.  Do you intend to teach me some stuff?"
  "Do you want to learn?" he countered.  When she nodded, he nodded back and said, "Then I'll teach you.  But first, I want to know you."  He finished with a wink.
  A little smile curled her mouth.  "I want to know you, too."
  A half hour later they arrived at Wayne Manor and Elissa's attention was fixed on the huge house as they drew closer.  Once in a while her gaze would drift to the scenery, the statuary, the groves of tall trees, but for the most part she was mesmerized by that house.
  As the car slowed to a stop in front of the huge mansion, she had her hands pressed against the window and her gaze fixed upward, and a little smile on her face.  "Wow," she breathed.  "That has got to be the biggest house ever!"
  Bruce opened the door and began to step out, pausing to say, "It's got a pretty impressive basement, too."
  Elissa had her duffel bag slung over her shoulder when they entered and she froze in the cavernous foyer, turning her eyes up to the grand ceiling and the elaborate woodwork and carvings and chandeliers above her, the huge arched window and the two gargoyles perched on its ledge.
  Alfred walked past her and her father, who had stopped a few steps beyond and looked back at her, and he informed as he strode into the house, "I'll have lunch prepared within the hour, Master Bruce."
  "Thank you, Alfred," Bruce offered, his eyes still on his daughter.
  Striding forward with slow steps, Elissa turned circles as she looked around her at the amazing antiques, the woodwork and paintings, the huge staircase that swept up toward the open second level…  She followed him up the staircase where more antiques and paintings and suits of armor waited.  Even the ceiling was ornate and finely crafted.
  When she paused at the top of the stairs, he cleared his throat and asked, "You coming?"
  "This place is totally awesome!" she declared dreamily.  She finally looked to him with wide eyes.  "You live here?  Seriously?"
  Bruce nodded.  "Yes, seriously.  Come on.  I'm going to give you the southeast room with a great view of the ocean.  There are also some wonderful sunrises from there."
  All of the doors appeared to be nine or ten feet tall and made of some kind of dark hardwood, and he opened one and strode in.
  The room he led her into had a huge canopied bed on one wall, two matching antique dressers that looked like they were crafted of oak, an antique wardrobe on the opposite wall from the bed, a door on that wall that appeared to go to a private bath, a door on the other side that opened into a huge walk-in closet.   Right between the two tall windows, each at least six feet high and about three wide, was an old oak roll top desk with a high back and very comfortable looking leather chair pushed into position.  Light was offered not only by the windows, but by two crystal chandeliers that hung from the ceiling.  About forty feet wide and almost twenty deep, this room was huge!  Two ornate rugs were on the floor, one in the middle of the room and one under the bed.  The nightstand had an old looking, very pretty lamp on it, and on the other side of the bed there was an identical nightstand with an identical lamp.  An old chest was at the foot of the bed, one that was ornately carved with brass that trimmed it and heavy brass locks that kept it closed.
  Elissa dropped her duffel bag as her eyes swept the room once more.
  Bruce stood beside her, and after a moment he asked, "Is this okay?"
  "This is my room?" she breathed.
  "If you want it," he replied, "and for however long you decide to stay.  The bathroom is right over there.  I've had it modernized and it has a whirlpool bathtub and separate shower, a vanity and everything you should—"
  She wheeled around and threw her arms around him, burying her face in his chest as she said, "Thank you!"
  Hesitantly, he slipped his arms around her and hugged her back.  "It's no problem.  Alfred will make sure you have fresh towels and he'll turn your bed back when you're ready to go to sleep."
  She nodded, still holding onto him.
  "Why don't you freshen up," he suggested.  "Alfred will have lunch ready in about an hour."
  "Okay," she whispered, still holding on to him.  "Thank you, Daddy."
  The words touched him as none ever had and he hugged her a little tighter.  With a little kiss on the top of her head, he whispered back, "You're welcome, Angel."
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  Lunch was all she expected and more, and Bruce was amazed at how much this petite but muscular girl could eat!
  The dining table was more than twenty feet long and crafted of darkly stained oak.  The ten chairs that surrounded it were crafted of the same oak and ornately carved on the high backs.  They had leather seats and leather backrests, deep cushions and were very solidly built.
  Bruce sat on one end of the table, closest to the door where the kitchen was.  He had changed from his suit and now wore khaki slacks and a black tee shirt.  Elissa, seated cross legged in the chair to his right, wore black shorts and a red tee shirt that had Batman's symbol across her chest.  The shirt fit her very tightly and her bosom stretched the bat symbol quite a bit out of form.
  Resting his cheek in his palm, Bruce asked, "So let me get this straight."
  She pushed her now empty plate away from her and took a drink from her crystal glass, her eyes fixed on his.
  He continued, "You got taken in for speeding, no registration and no driver's license."
  Elissa nodded and set her glass back down.  "Yeah.  The speeding part is something I just got careless on.  The driver's license thing…  Who knew you needed a license just to drive one of those?  I mean, come on!  They should let the public know about these things!"
  He shook his head.
  "So what do you want to do today?" she asked.
  "I have a watch with the League this evening," he replied.
  Her eyes lit up and she asked, "Oh, can I come?"
  "I'm afraid not, Angel," was his answer, "not this time.  Getting you to the watchtower is going to take more than just a trip there.  The senior members of the Justice League all have to agree that you're ready."
  The sides of her mouth drooped and she slammed her chin into her palm, looking down to her empty plate as she grumbled, "Oh."
  "Want to see the Bat Cave instead?" he asked.
  Her eyes snapped to him, and her lips curled up into a big grin.
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  "This is totally awesome!" she declared as they stepped from the elevator and into the cavern below the mansion.
  Lights had come on as they entered the cave and everything in there was illuminated.  There was a workbench of some kind to the left, glass display cases to the right, beyond them were racks of equipment and tools.  To the far right, and across a wide stone and concrete bridge that spanned a small subterranean pond was a huge computer console that had one big screen right in the center and above the main work station with two smaller screens on each side that were controlled by four more work stations.  It also had other ports for all kinds of input devices, lights all over it and three black leather chairs waiting in front of it, the tallest of which was at the center console.  The whole apparatus was about nine feet tall and was black and covered with a variety of lights, some of which blinked on and off as hard drives activated and rested and data was processed.
  Looking beyond it, Elissa saw something she recognized, a huge, fast looking car with a jet exhaust at the back and the form of a jet fighter.  With a long nose, it was black and dark gray in color and had a fighter's canopy over the cockpit, and she smiled as she saw it.  Parked in the center of a huge turntable, it was facing a tunnel that looked like it headed to the outside.  There was so much to see, and yet she knew there was no way to see it all at once.  Bruce stopped beside her and folded his arms.  "This is where I do most of my work.  I also conduct quite a bit of League business and research down here.  There are more rooms and I have a training center back on the other side of the elevator."
  "How big is this place?" she asked almost dreamily as she scanned the cavern.
  "It winds under most of the estate," he answered.  "I'll give you the fifty cent tour, then I want to do some sparring with you."
  She cut her eyes to him.  "Sparring?  With me?  Daddy, I'm little but I'm still an Amazon."
  He patted her shoulder.  "I'll try not to hurt you."
  With a big smile, she folded her arms and said, "Yeah, right."
  "I have to report to the Watchtower about midnight and I'm likely to be up there until tomorrow evening.  Do you think you can occupy yourself while I'm gone?"
  She looked up to him again.  "I'll figure out something to do.  Can we spend some time together until then?"
  He slipped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her to him.  "I'm going to spend every minute with you until I have to leave."
  She wrapped her arms around him and smiled as she laid her head on his chest.  "Cool.  Can we go out and fight bad guys tomorrow night?"
  Bruce took long seconds to answer, but finally he squeezed her to him and replied, "I'd like that, Angel."
This is the first chapter of WONDER WOMAN: LEGACY, THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL, and is the next chapter in Elissa's story. Enjoy, and let me know what you think.

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