Ivycreed6: Thanks to The-Lady-Isis for being awesome and helping me so much!

Author: Ivy Creed6

Title: Memory

Beta: The-Lady-Isis

okay chapter one and it will raise more questions instead of answer them. Thanks Isis for reviewing it makes me very happy ^.^!! Squibalicious...this will answer your question in a way that you probably weren't going to expect...teehee! Okay so it's kinda short, they will get longer and here we go.


Chapter 1: Scars

"Well other than not knowing who she is, or who we are and being scared completely out of her wits," Clark began, exiting the infirmary where the other very nervous members of the Justice League were waiting, "she seems to be perfectly fine… I think she's sorry about the way she reacted towards you, J'onn."

The Martian didn't answer. Apparently he had been just as shaken by the encounter as Diana had been. Clark had to feel bad.

"So… she seriously doesn't know anything?" Shayera spoke up. Her arms were crossed over her chest, her usual defensive position. She was scared; he could see it in her stance.

They all were. It was hard to think of one of their own being in a position like this. Diana was their friend, their-team mate, and when she disappeared a few weeks ago after a minor disturbance they had been worried sick. They'd only found her last night, unconscious in Metropolis.

"No, not a thing… but she's taking it pretty well. If you want to go in and talk to her then-"

Clark was cut off by the usually silent Batman. "We need to run tests to be certain she really is Diana."

Clark wasn't surprised by his skepticism... but he was surprised by his presence.

"C'mon, Bats. We've all seen her! Diana hasn't exactly mentioned a twin or anything," Flash objected. He, Diana and Shayera had been particularly close friends and his rush to see Diana also wasn't a surprise to him. It was the usual Flash. Action first thoughts later.

"No, Batman is right," J'onn intervened before things turned into an argument. "We should run tests, physicals, everything just to be sure she's alright… however there should be no problem in seeing her for a few minutes."

That was really all Flash needed before he was zipping past the group followed by Shayera and John.

Clark turned to go back into the infirmary and paused. "J'onn?"

The Martian was silent a second. "I think it would be best I stay out here for the time being. Let everyone else have a chance to speak with her."

Translated that was he was afraid of scaring her again.

Clark turned his gaze on Batman whose only answer was silence. Clark shook his head in mild amusement and followed after the others.


"So what exactly am I supposed to do?" Diana called up to the window where some of the others who were observing her tests were. She knew that she was going to have a hard time remembering all of them, it was too bad she couldn't recall anything, these people seemed to really care about her… they must have been great friends.

However, after meeting all of them apparently they wanted to do some tests. First they drew blood, asked some basic questions to see if her brain had suffered any damage other than memory loss, and then they gave her some clothes to change into.

'Yeah clothes… more like napkins.'

Alright, so not napkins but she was extremely uncomfortable being dressed in nothing but a black athletic bra and matching tight shorts in front of all of these strangers.

"We're just going to be testing your abilities and measuring them against that of your last physical to see if there has been any physical damage," the Martian's… J'onn's voice crackled through the intercom.

"But I -"

A new voice came through the speakers now; Flash, or Wally as she was supposed to know him as. "Don't sweat it, Di. We've explained all your powers; you've done all this stuff before it should be a cinch, instinctive."

"But I -"

"We're starting now."

Before she could get what she wanted out, something huge fell from the ceiling.

"AH!" Diana dived out of the way sliding across the metal floor as the weight came crashing to the ground, the world shaking around her.

"You were kind of supposed to catch that, Di…" Wally said as everything grew still again.

"If I could do that do you think I'd be huddled up here?!" Diana screamed her eyes wide.

"Diana, you caught a weight twice this size the last time we did this," J'onn explained evenly.

'I did?' She of course wouldn't remember that… but she also didn't think that she could catch anything that big and heavy… She didn't feel super-strong or particularly invulnerable.

"How about you just try pushing the weight?"

Diana nodded still feeling uncertain about this whole thing. "I'll do my best." She walked to the huge weight in the middle of the room and sighed. She had to admit they should've just asked her to do this the first time.

You can do this… you're… Wonder Woman… I guess. So much for a pep talk… she couldn't even believe what she was thinking. Diana closed her eyes and took a breath before placing her hands against the cool metal and pushed.

It didn't take much time to realize that the weight wasn't going to budge. Diana was pushing with all of her strength and nothing was happening.

They tried again and again with multiple weights of lesser size and the same thing happened. Diana didn't have super strength and another test revealed she couldn't fly either. It became plain then that whatever had taken her memories had also taken her powers.


"So she has no memories, no powers… and yet you still believe her to be Wonder Woman?"

It didn't take super keen ears to hear the argument from the hallway. They were deciding her fate. Most seemed to be on her side, but this Batman seemed to have a personal vendetta against her. She couldn't blame him though - she certainly didn't feel like a superhero. Wally had gotten all the footage of her in action and she'd gotten to watch it. The woman she saw on screen seemed so sure and strong. How could that possibly be her? The room they'd shown her was so empty and cold, with so few personal items. How could a person live like that? She felt like she was stepping into another person's life… a stranger's life.

"But DNA doesn't lie, Bats!" That was Wally, her very persistent advocate.

"It could be a clone."

"A clone?" There was obvious skepticism from Shayera, another who argued in her defense.

"There have been stranger things."

Diana didn't want to hear anymore, she started back down the hallway to "her room". She wanted to be their friend, their Wonder Woman, she wanted to know she belonged somewhere… somewhere with people who cared… and they did.

She went back to that strange barren room and crawled into the unfamiliar bed. Before long there was a hesitant knock on the door. "Diana?"

She pushed herself up into a sitting position. "You can come in, Hawkgirl."

The door opened with a faint 'whoosh' and the Thanagarian entered. "You know, you can call me Shayera… or Shy if you want…"

She wanted to belong, but she wasn't sure if she was ready for that kind of familiarity yet.

"Is… is there something you wanted? Have you reached a decision?" Her heart was pounding in fear, something she was sure Wonder Woman never felt.

"Not exactly… you see some of us want to be completely certain that you are in fact Diana."

"I suppose you're talking about Batman."

Shayera actually smirked. "I suppose you heard right? Well he needs physical proof something other than DNA."

Diana furrowed her brow in confusion. "Like what?"

"Scars… you see scars and birthmarks aren't encoded in DNA. If you really are Diana…"

"Where is the scar you had in mind?" Diana was getting tired on the run around; she wanted to get straight answers.

"I've only seen part of it once… It's kind of not very visible… or else we would've seen it by now."

"Where?"

"On your hip bone, and it wraps around your back."

Diana pushed off the mattress standing in front of the other woman. "Is that it? She lifted up the hem of the dress she'd changed into after the tests revealing a long white scar that snaked across her hip bone and around to her lower waist in the back.

"So am I Diana?" The words came almost like a challenge… one that she knew was rude and uncalled for but she was getting frustrated.

Shayera smiled again, she apparently found her frustration amusing. "Well it would be hard to fake that."

"Do I have to go show the others?"

"Well as much as I'm sure they'd all appreciate the view… they'll take my word for it."

Diana smiled a genuine smile - the first she could remember since she woke up. "They'd better."


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