FAMILY SECRETS
Summery: It's been two years since Diana was exiled from Themyscira and she's suffering from a depression only Batman can see. One night, Queen Hippolyta appears on Batman's door-step, ready to reveal a damaging family secret to Diana. When the Princess finds this out, the unthinkable happens. Hades has returned and after revenge against Princess Diana and Batman.
Chapter 1: A long way from home. . .
Two years. Well, one year, twelve months, thirty-one days, twenty three hours and fifty nine minutes. That was how long she'd been seperated from her mother, her home, her life. Oh, of course she didn't let it shot to the League. No one knew how much pain she went through day after day. No one saw through her facade of smiles, laughter and nobility that came with being a Princess, no, ex-princess.
But still they all went on with their lives; all 'happy, happy' saving the world and universe from complete domination. They never saw the real her, the one that would cry when thinking of her mother, the one where she thought dark thoughts to escape the torment of living in exile from her home of Themyscira.
Her heart bled, thinking of her childhood; it tore when she left to save the world; but it completely shattered when her mother said those dreaded, those cursed words.
So that was how she found herself, for the second year anniversary of her exile, drowning her bleeding sorrows in a dingy bar on the outskirts of Gotham City.
For the past two years, she had grown fond of the beverages she drank up with fervour. Vodka, rum, ale, beer, spirits, wine; that was what she had. Her 'best friends' she called them.
"Best friends, indeed." She mumbled then, to no one in particular as she placed her sixth shot down. By now her head was spinning and she decided enough was enough.
Standing up on shaky legs, she paid the bartender and walked out, all her concentration focussing on walking in a straight line. Once outside of the smokey bar, her head seemed clearer.
A chilly autumn breeze blew past her and she pulled the black trenchcoat around her tighter. Earlier that night she'd attended a small social dinner. No one very major. Bruce Wayne, herself, the Major of Gotham, a few movie stars visiting the city and some reporters.
She didn't like the dinner. It reminded her too much of the banquets she'd have back home. So half way through the she had excused herself, her reason being that there was some family business she needed to take care of.
The look that Bruce Wayne had given her was one she'd never forget. It was a mixture of 'what are you up to?' and 'You and I are going to talk'.
Three months previous, he had revealed his identity to the League, and it wasn't very surprising to her in the least.
The dress she wore, she now noticed, was a bit too much of a spring or summery outfit. She was cold from head to toe by the time she had reached inner Gotham City and still had to walk another twenty blocks to her hotel.
The trees on either side of her shielded her from the spurning rays of the moon and stars. She felt like she didn't even deserve to be looked upon by the Gods; after all she was an outkast.
Another breeze swirled around her. The coat didn't provide her with as much warmth as she'd hoped for.
"I was wondering when you'd come out of there Diana."
She turned around in her drunken state and smiled. "Hello." she said in a dazed giggle quite unlike her own.
Batman raised an eyebrow under his cowl. "Let me take you home, Diana. You're drunk."
What he received from her was completely the opposite of what he wanted from her. He'd expected a protest, a demanding answer of what he had indicated. But what he got instead was a sob. A deep, shuddering sob.
He watched as she shook, her eyes tearing up and slowly flow down her cheeks silently. "Home?" she managed but then turned to a bush and was sick.
There she vomited until she felt her insides empty, then a hand rub her back, and hold her hair back gently. Slowly she stood and with his aid, walked to a near-by tree where she sat, breathing heavily as she took control of her emotions and bodily reactions. "I hate being drunk." She said, her head in her hands. This got a surprising chuckle from the Caped Crusader.
"Come on. Let's go." He said returning to his normal stature.
When he received no answer from the Amazon Princess, he looked down at Diana and saw her deep asleep. Knealing down next to her, he gently picked her up her light frame and walked towards his Batmobile. Placing her in the back-seat, he himself got in the drivers seat and turned the engine on. Waiting for it to warm up, his thoughts wondered to his raven haired friend who had secretly stolen his heart. Although he'd never admit it, his love for her had blossomed over those two years, and seeing her in the state she was now made his already fragile heart break.
Turning his thoughts quickly to moving the car, he concentrated on the road ahead, until they were both safe in the Batcave.
Unbeknownst to each other of their love.
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Amity-Star: So how was that for my first attempt at a Justice League fic? Don't worry, it's not finished there. I have something special planned that will turn Batman and Wonder Woman's lives completely up-side down.
Later Days!!