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Part 2 of 3

by Steave

How did this happen?

The moments earlier were still in a blur, and she wasn't quite sure what to make of it. She had been standing there, waiting for her life to be sapped away by this madman, then the next second, she was standing over the man, who she presumed she had somehow killed.

"W-wh-what's happened to me?"

She could hear the scream of sirens, police sirens. She wasn't quite sure how much time had passed before she came to, but long enough to cause suspicion amongst them. Diana had to get out of there, and it needed to be fast. If it wasn't fast, who knows what could happen. She couldn't afford to kill someone else.

"My dear," an eloquent voice said to her, but it echoed in her head, not her ears. "I can get you to safety, but you have to trust me."

"Who are you?"

"These questions will be answered in due time my dear, until then, you will have to listen to me."

"Excuse me if I'm not very trusting of voices in my head, it comes with being a psychiatrist."

"Very well, then all is lost, and your life will end."

"Wait, what?"

"Get inside the jet and all will be answered."

"What are you talking about! I don't see any . . ."

Her words trailed off as a jet appeared in front of her. It seemed as if it materialized out of thin air. "Great," she told herself, "I think my patients have finally rubbed off on me." A hatch opened and she got inside. The jet took off, melting into the night air.

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She had gone, and Hippolyta had her child.

"Well, I guess I'll have to get my hands dirty," Ares said as he stood, staring down upon this broken man. If she could do this to mortals, he couldn't imagine what she could do to Gods. He shook his head, knowing his superior strength would overthrow even his father some day, and that day, was drawing near. Zeus would not be able to stop him, and he would be the new King of Olympus.

But, now was not the time to think about it, he must track her and find this new "Goddess." Then, he would kill her, relentlessly and mercilessly, like the millions of others who had stood between him and absolute power. He wasn't the God of War for nothing. At times, some thought he was more of the God of Power, Destruction, and Justice. He wasn't quite sure about the God of Justice, but he liked the sound of it.

The policeman were pulling up, and the sirens were beginning to annoy him. He might as well have some fun while he was here, he needed to kill something. He hadn't for what seemed like a millenium. It was time.

"Looks like I'll be getting my hands dirtier than I thought."

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This guy was definately the one who had done it.

Wilson had practically thrown himself from the Dodge Charger which was what passed for Police vehicles these days. Taking cover behind his car door, he pulled out his handgun and did the signature, "Freeze!" routine.

This guy, whoever he was, didn't budge one bit. He was the only one who had been sent to check up on Willis and Davis. He saw them in a heap on the ground, bleeding their hearts out. The crazy man that they had taken on a checkup with a shrink by the name of Diana Prince was lying on the ground too. His neck had been broken.

"Did you do this?"

The man was wearing a very nice black leather trench coat, which covered his Wrangler blue jeans and black wife beater. His skin was tan, but almost seemed to radiate a kind of red. His hair was a tall mohawk, and his eyes seemed to be on fire. He was dangerous, and Wilson thought about calling backup.

"What do you think?"

The guy was a cocky one, but he wouldn't be cocky after a bullet pierced him.

"Answer the goddamn question."

"What are you planning to do if I did? Shoot me?"

Wilson thought about the question.

"You can't shoot me unless I attack you first am I correct?"

Wilson got edgy.

"You seem like a pretty tough guy, I'm sure you could take a punch or two."

The man started to walk towards Wilson, and he only got closer to his door. This guy may not have done it, but he was looking to start something.

"Yeah, I do wanna start something."

Wilson only gulped.

"You see, I've had a bad day, and I'm looking for this girl, maybe you know her, her name is Diana Prince."

"S-s-s-she works here."

"Good, nice to know there is some intelligence left in the world of mortals. You all may live yet."

"W-w-w-what?"

"Well, maybe not you . . ."

The only thing separating the two now was the car door. This man, if you could call him that, placed his gigantic hand on the door and literally ripped it off of the hinges. Wilson reacted the only way his cop instincts would . . . he pulled the trigger.

The bullet ripped through the man's head, spraying blood over both them and the car. He fell on to his back, motionless.

"K-14, we have a . . . situation."

As Wilson was reporting the call, the man stood back up, the bullet wound was now sealed up, the blood remained, but this man seemed fine. In fact, he was smiling.

"Officer Wilson, I recommend you to try and enjoy your last few seconds on Earth."

"W-w-wha . . ."

Before Wilson could finish his word, the man wrapped his hand around his throat, and begin to squeeze, slowly. His strength was unbelievable, unhuman. The man's eyes glowed red, and they did seem to be set aflame.

Wilson squeezed out, "W-who . . . are . . . you?"

"Me? I am a god. You? Well, you're nothing."

He gave one last squeeze and Wilson knew nothing but darkness.

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"So," Diana said to the nonexistant woman, "who are you and what do you want with me?"

"My name is Hippolyta, I am the Queen of the Amazons that reside here on Earth."

"Amazons?"

"We are a warrior race of women, created by the five goddesses of Olympus."

"If there is an entire race of you, then why do you need me?"

"We are not allowed to leave our island of paradise, it is forbidden by the gods. We are here to promote peace and prosperity, but we cannot do that if we are bound to this island."

"So, you want me to play messenger?"

"We want you to be our ambassador, and to help spread peace throughout the world."

"What if I don't?"

"Diana, it's too late. There is no turning back now, which is why I needed to speak with you."

"What is it?"

"You, are speacial. More so than all of us. You have been imbued with the power of the gods through me. I do not know how much you know about Greek mythology and the Greek gods, but I can tell you that Zeus is a vengeful god. He does not enjoy his rules being broken."

"Wait, you broke a rule of the gods to do this?"

"Yes, because they knew what my true intent through this has been."

"And what's that?"

"Diana, I want you to be like a daughter to me, like I'll be a mother to you. As Amazons, we cannot have children of our own, and thus, I have broken a rule of the gods. And now, I have put you in incredible danger."

"What do you mean?"

"Zeus has sent someone after you . . . a god."

"What!"

"Ares, the God of War, has been sent here to Earth . . . to kill you."

"What! What am I supposed to do!"

"You will have to fight him my child, he is already close."

"No! I will not do this for you, or anyone! I didn't choose this, you chose it for me, take it back . . . TAKE IT BACK!"

"Diana, my daughter, I cannot take it back, you have been chosen, and that is that. If I didn't think you could do this, I wouldn't have chosen you."

"No! I refuse Hippolyta!"

"Then, I am sorry daughter . . . farewell."

"WAIT! DON'T LEAVE ME!"

The jet abruptly stopped, rocked, turned, and then finally was thrown with great vilocity. Diana was thrown about in her seat, viewing through the windshield the city street that was drawing ever-nearer, until finall the jet made contact. The plane skidded and screeched, until it finally came to a halt.

She had been thrown out of her seat into the side of the plane. Blood now trickled from her head, getting into her right eye. Diana wiped some of it away, and then made her way to the exit. As she reached out for the latch, wishing never to have had anything do with this, the door opened from the outside.

She saw a man, a gigantic man, he was floating in the air. His skin was a tan/red color, his mowhawk was tall, and he wore a black trench coat.

"Aahh, you must be Diana. Allow me introduce myself. I am Ares, the God of War, and I have come to kill you."