Prologue

"One more hour and we're going to see daddy!" A mother said to her two daughters. The two didn't understand what she was saying. For they were only a few months old, their only response was a burp and a giggle.

The mother handed one of her children to the flight attendant so she could move through the isles easier. She reached their seats and she put one on each side of her. The twins were soon rocked to sleep by the movement of the plane. In minutes they were over the ocean. There was a screeching metal sound and the oxygen masks dropped as the plane fell.

The plane fell towards the ocean. The pilot saw an uncharted island and headed towards it in hope that they would be able to swim to shore. He heard his co-pilot screaming mayday. The force of the impact caused the plane to rip apart. He knew there was going to be little to no hope for all the passengers. Even the two newborns he saw boarding the plane earlier.

~Diana's POV~

There was something coming towards the island. It fell from the sky at great speeds. "Diana! Diana!" One of my sisters yell. "The queen wants us to help those on the man made contraption."

I offer her a hand and she joins me on my horse as we ride to the beach. We get to the beach and we see some of the remains of the metal thing floating in the water. I saw some of my fellow sisters swimming out to the wreck. Near the wreckage, I see and orange raft coming out of the plane. I knew it meant survivors.

I immediately dove into the water. When I reached it my sisters were helping make the raft to shore.

"Please….please help my daughters." A woman with extreme wounds asked. "I know I won't make it. Just please help them. They're only children!" I looked at the two children. They looked ready to cry it was as if they knew what was going on.

"You'll make it!" I tried to convince her.

"I know I won't." From the look in her eyes I knew it was true. I looked at the two girls once again. "They're names are Kari and Kate." She looked at both as she said their names. One of the children had a slight wound. "Oh Kate, I'm sorry."

When we reached shore the girls' mother was no more. I took each in my arm. That day I became their adoptive mother.

~22 years later~

"Bruce…Are you alright?" I asked him. I knew there was a meaning for our lunch meeting today. He hadn't sounded the same.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He said refusing to look in my eyes.

"Tell you what? I do not understand."

"Children…"

"What about children?" I was very confused at what he was trying to tell me.

"You have children." He said seriously. I almost let out a sigh of relief.

"I did." I said seriously. I almost cried at the memories I had of the two. I had lost them. They were gone from my life.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked again.

"They're gone." I said. I couldn't look at him, I knew I was close to tears. They had brought joy into my life, but now they no longer were around.

"They're not gone." He said forcing my face up to look at him.

"They are."

"They're here."

"W-what?"

"They're alive Diana."

"T-their not."

"Who's not?" Two voices came from behind me. I turned and saw to girls that looked like older versions of the two I had lost. They both were about 5'8", had brown hair and blue eyes. Each had a scar on their neck. One had a faded white line and the other had a pink scar as if it was from a burn.

"Who….who are you?" I stutter.

"She forgot us?" One said pouting.

"That hurts mom." The other said. "I'll give you a clue. It starts with a K. and end in Kari."

"Kari? Kate?"

"You messed it up stupid." The one with the white scar said smacking her twin. "You don't end with your full name."

"Who's says?"

The two started bickering. I knew that nothing had changed. They were still the little girls I had raised so many years before.

…to be continued…