Summary: This story is a retelling of Wonder Woman's story in the DCEU. It is written in a POV narrative style from Diana's perspective. I made some major and minor changes to both the WW and BvS storylines that you may or may not notice. This is part 2 of 2 of The Story So Far series. Both parts will serve as a prologue for an eventual Justice League movie fanfic which I plan to at least start posting soon. Thanks for coming this far and I hope you enjoy. Reviews are very welcome.
The Story So Far: Diana
Chapter 1: I Believe in Love
When I was a child all I ever wanted to do was join my sisters in battle. From the time I could walk I would always try to sneak away to watch them train and fight. I wanted to be the greatest warrior the Amazons ever knew and would ever know. I knew so little then. I lusted for the opportunity to battle and prove myself. I craved the adrenaline that rushed through my veins on a hunt.
But my mother always held me back. "There's no rush Diana", "There is no need for more warriors, no conflict that needs ending". The queen, my mother Hippolyta, was right of course. The Amazons have lived in peace for centuries with no signs of change or hostility to come. However, if that was true then why did I feel drawn to battle? What conflict did I yearn to put to rest? If it was not on Themyscira then it must be in Man's world. I would never be allowed there at the rate I was going. Despite being gifted by the gods and being the top warrior trained by General Antiope herself my mother insisted on my stillness. To enjoy peaceful times while they exist. Why was I given my gifts if not to use them? I would soon get my wish fulfilled.
A man somehow breached the magical barrier of Themyscira and landed on our beach. And he was not alone. More men came through the barrier and attacked. I was enthralled, first by the presence of men and then by the opportunity for battle. The soldiers who attacked were no match for me and with my sisters joining the fight it was over before it even started. But while battle lusted I had dropped my guard, so eager to find a new foe. I heard the booming sounds of the weapons they used near me, but I felt no pain. Not until I saw Antiope standing before me with blood dripping through a hole in her armor. She took the shot meant for me while the first soldier that landed on the beach killed the soldier responsible for shooting Antiope. It should have been me.
My sisters were as upset as I and soon called for the soldier's head. He couldn't answer their questions or more accurately, wouldn't answer them. The lasso of Hestia brought forth his truth as it has always has done. He was a spy from Man's world named Captain Steve Trevor that was trying to infiltrate the enemy army and find a way to end the war. "The war to end all wars" Captain Trevor had called it. The death and destruction he described was the stuff of nightmares. Only a true madman would start such a conflict. Our gods thought so too.
Captain Trevor was sent to the Healing Isle for his injuries while the Gods addressed this sudden intrusion on our world. Zeus and Hera themselves addressed the queen and her war council on the current calamity that had threaten to destroy the world. They revealed that Ares had been stripped of his power and sent to live as a mortal for his most recent attempt to usurp Zeus and rule Olympus himself. But he had found a crude way to regain his power, starting a world war. The most powerful countries of Man's world were fighting, and the war god Ares was gaining more and more power as a result.
When asked what the Amazons could do Hera replied "Nothing". Before I could cry out in anger Zeus spoke, as if he sensed my anger rising the entire time, and declared that the godkiller must be used to end Ares before he can regain his full strength. My mother cried out and pleaded with Zeus not to command this of her. I was confused. The godkiller was only a sword, a weapon forged by Hephaestus himself. Any amazon who was competent could use it to end Ares in his mortal state. Again, sensing my confusion Zeus looked at me and declared that I was the godkiller and that only I could end Ares.
I shouldn't have been so surprised. I had known that my gifts were given by the gods and that my purpose went beyond being just a princess to the Amazons. Yet the words he spoke hit me like a starved Minotaur on its way to find a meal. I was the godkiller, a weapon forged by the gods to be used when a rampant god was on the loose. The wisdom of Athena escaped me as I stood there dumbfounded and numb. It was temporary of course as the elation of finding my purpose coursed through my veins. Finally, I had found my conflict and could use my gifts to save Man's world from Ares.
My mother did protest to Zeus, but Hera would have none of it. Denying the gods was simply not the Amazon way. Soon I was outfitted with armor and weapons meant to be gifted to me when I was of age. My mother saw no reason to bestow them upon me yet since I would surely never need them. The armor included a red breastplate that was gold trimmed with a gladiator skirt to be worn with it. I was also given the lasso of Hestia to be able to see through any deceptions I encountered. There was a ceremony where I was also given the armor and weapons forged by the god's as well as Antiope's tiara, but mother's mood continued to be somber. My sisters were supportive reminding me of my teachings and reminding me to be wary of the deception even a depowered god could achieve. When I sought my mother out she was crying and cursing Zeus. She only wanted me to be safe. I'd always be her little Diana. Her sun and stars.
It was decided that Captain Trevor could take me to the source of the fighting, a country called Germany, since that would be where Ares would be. His proximity to the fighting and the carnage would only make him more powerful. I stood on our shores as my sisters bid me farewell and wished me good fortune in the battle to come. I embraced my mother and she warned me to be wary of Man's world. Her last words to me were "They do not deserve you my sun and stars".
I did not say it out loud, but I was more than excited to be traveling to Man's world. And the presence of my guide had sweetened the deal. A chance to see the rest of the world and learn more about men. I couldn't have asked for a more perfect opportunity. Steve seemed nervous the entire trip until I had urged him to lay down and rest with me. He responded to my challenges and didn't back down from a battle of wits. I believe I wounded his pride when I told him that men weren't essential when it came to pleasure. I wondered if he was truly an above average sample of the male species. Only time might tell. Before satisfying my curiosity, I would need to locate Ares and end his corruption of Man's world.