Diana entered my chambers, but did not notice me at first due to her engagement in conversation with my caretaker, Loraine. They were talking about the headphones I would have to wear while I was in the care of the Justice League, but since I already knew all about that, I took this time to take in her appearance.
Her costume was every bit the superhero, but her face was obviously that of an Amazon princess. I had been living among the Amazons for the past three years, ever since I hit puberty at the age of eleven. Within that time I have encountered the Amazonian royal family on multiple occasions, and knew well the features that defined them. Diana had the lean build, the shiny black hair, and the piecing blue eyes, just like all her sisters.
She soon finished her conversation with Loraine, and turned to address me and take in my appearance. I did not know exactly what she was searching for, but I doubted I would disappoint her. Though I was not striking, having softer features than many native Amazons, ruddy scar-marked arms, and eyes that were a muddled and unimpressive blue/gray/green, I had a healthy appearance, pleasant face, thick chestnut hair, and a small compact build which proved beneficial in fights.
"Olivia Wilde?" She asked me. I took a deep breath, mentally holding my powers in check, since it would be extremely embarrassing if I accidentally brainwashed her. Not that I thought I was powerful enough, but it didn't hurt to be careful.
"Princess." I acknowledged.
"If you are to join Young Justice you should call me Wonder Woman. You have the power of verbal persuasion, correct?" That was not an exact description of my powers, but it was close enough.
"Yes." I replied, hesitantly.
"And you are a trained combatant?" She cocked an eyebrow at my bare arms, void of the fighting bracelets that Amazons traditionally wore.
"Yes." I replied again, this time more confident that my answer fit the question. My lack of bracelets was not a symbol that the Amazons had not trained me during my stay. I was sufficiently trained in their fighting style. I only donned the bracelets during practice so I would not be mistaken for an Amazonian by any outsiders. They were not my people, though they accepted me graciously and I was happy with them.
"When we return to the Justice League, I will equip you with your specialized headphones. You will then be safe to speak in full sentences if that is your wish." I smiled, and she smiled back. It would be refreshing to be able to actually hold intelligent conversation again. I was looking forward to it.
"What will your hero name be, Olivia?" She held out her hand to help me down from my bunk bed, and we began walking towards the doorway. My belongings were already packed and gone.
"Siren." I said, closing my chamber door behind me with a decisive thump.
Wonder Woman actually laughed at that. "It is fitting to your powers, as well as your background, but do you not think it sounds more like a name suited for a villain?"
"It will warn others to the evil of my powers." That was the first sentence I had ventured in front of her, but I needed to get the importance of that name across, and she had seemed unaffected by my voice.
"Very well then, Siren. Welcome to the life of a superhero."