I walk calmly into the meeting room, my red eyes covered by my cowl. I sit down in my seat and Clark begins the meeting. I kept glancing at the empty seat in front of me and thought of last night. I was going to announce Diana's true plans at the end, but I was deciding to back out. I look around the table. Would I be able to actually tell them? I probably could if it was anyone else. But Diana had meant something special to them. It pained me to imagine Clark heartbroken when he finds out that one of his bestfirends, one he considers a sister, was a traitor.
I could keep it to myself. The league wouldn't get involved and it could just be my fight. Sure they would want an explanation after, and most likely would want to kill me as well for not telling them, but no one would get hurt. This battle in my mind of what to do distracted me from Clark's words. And for the first time, I was torn.
The meeting concludes and I wait for everyone to leave until it's only Clark and I. I had to decide now what to do before I lost my chance. I take a deep breath and stand up.
"I need to talk to you." Clark looks up.
"You all right B?" He asked. I shifted my weight uncomfortably.
"Diana, she..." My voice trailed off. He raised an eyebrow. I cleared my throat. "She betrayed us."
Clark remains silent. He looks up in confusion. "What are you talking about?" I sigh.
"She wrote down every weakness all the members have. She was planning to go back to Themyscira in two years and have her mother attack us. She was going to assassinate the league." I explain. He sits back in his chair, processing what I just said. He looks up.
"Are you sure?" I give him a look. He sighs because he knows he should never doubt me. "It just..." His voice trails off. He started to get teary-eyed.
"It just doesn't sound like her, I know." I finish. He nods.
"Where is she?" He asks.
"I don't know." I answer quickly. He looks at me with a dead stare. "I haven't seen her since last night, after I told her to leave."
He slams his palms against the table and stands up quickly. "You told her to leave? Bruce she could be seriously hurt. And you just tell her to leave? What the hell is wrong with you?"
"I was upset Clark. She kept trying to make it seem like it was nothing so I told her to leave." I explain with a harsh tone. I stand up as well.
"Since when do you let feelings get the best of you?"
"What did you want me to do? I wasn't going to comfort her if I was pissed off." I retorted, brushing away his question.
"Well she must have had a very good reason to do this. You should have forgiven her." I scoffed at his words.
"When Lois does something worse than cheating on you after three years of being together, and you find out on your anniversary what she did, call me and tell me you forgive her." I said, walking out. I leave Clark in shock and I wanted to go back and smack him upside the head with a hand full of Kryptonite.
If our relationship lasted, Diana and I had decided to mention it to the others at some point during our meetings. We had decided to tell Clark first, since he was the one closest to us both. But, even though it was three years, it didn't last long enough for us to tell him.
I walk into the computer lab, which was empty, sat down at a large screen and sighed. Few seconds later I hear Clark enter. I don't turn around to him, nor do I acknowledge his presence like I usually do. He sits in one of the seats beside me.
"You two were together?" He asked to break the silence. I rolled my eyes under my cowl and nod. "How long?"
"Three years."
His eyes widened. "You kept it quiet for three years?" I shrugged.
"You'd be surprised how many lectures I had to give Diana to keep her quiet. I just wasn't ready to tell anyone yet." I explained. He looked at the screen.
"Were you ever planning on telling us?"
"We decided on telling you first when the time was right, but obviously that didn't happen." I replied, also staring at the empty computer screen.
"I'm sorry Bruce. I just still can't believe it. This is all too much for me in one day, let alone one hour." He said, shaking his head.
"Be glad I told you. I was debating on whether or not to." I looked at him. He nodded.
"You're right. I'm glad you trusted—" Suddenly an alarm goes off. We both looked at the screen. A video feed of Metropolis's downtown area pops up. We see a swarm of civilians running away from people dressed in white and gold armor.
Women in white and gold armor.
I stand up quickly as Clark squints at the screen. I'm already sending other heroes down there through my com-link. He points to a figure on the screen.
"Is that who I think it is?" He asks. My hand falls from my ear when I notice the golden lasso on her waist and the raven hair spilling out of her helmet.
We look at each other and sprint out of the lab toward the teleportation pads. Quickly, our bodies disappear only to reform in the middle of the battle field. Clark flies off to help the others. My eyes catch a glimpse of shining silver bracelets. I fight my way through to the figure.
"Diana." The figure stops at the sound of the name. She turns around and takes off her helmet. My white lenses meet the familiar azure orbs.
"Bruce." She said quietly. She looks down at me from where she stood on a pile of rubble. She lowers the sword in her hand.
"Diana stop this." I commanded. She shook her head. I took a step toward her. I can see her grip on her sword tighten.
"Diana!" A woman calls. She runs toward Diana, and looks down at me. I instantly recognize the voice and looks. I gave Queen Hippolyta a glare. She side glances her daughter. "Do you need me to take care of him?" She murmurs.
"No," Diana replied, never looking away from me. "I can handle him." Her mother nods and rejoins the raging battle around us.
I looked at her in disbelief. Fighting her on the other side was something I didn't relish. She knew for a fact that I could never hurt her. "I can't believe you're doing this."
"I don't have a choice." She takes her shield from her back and gets in a fighting stance. Her eyes are a dull, cold, steel blue. "I have a mission to complete."
I take out a couple of batarangs and also get in a fighting stance. "Fine." I say with a cold and icy voice.
She lunges at me and swings her sword with full force. I move out just in time. She glared at me. She charges toward me. I make an X with my arms and feel the metal screech against my gauntlets. She lets out a small gasp.
"Took a couple of pointers from you." I say, answering her unasked question. I take the moment and kick her in the stomach. She groans and looks up at me angrily from where she fell. She stands up.
"Let's make this more interesting." She said, placing her sword in the sheath. She tosses her shield to the side and puts up her fists.
I doge majority of her throws. So far, I'm winning. But knowing Diana, she was hiding something. I fall onto my back as she throws a painful blow to my jaw. It isn't broken, but I know for a fact it's going to badly bruise. She walks toward me, grabs my kevlar suit, and lifts off from the ground.
"Diana." I say in the air. We are at least five hundred feet off the ground. She looks at me.
"I'm sorry." I say. Before she could raise her eyebrow, I stabbed a batarang into her thigh. She yelps and lets go of my suit. I watch her pull it out as I fall. She flies down after me and when she's close enough, she throws her leg onto my chest and my body immediately lands into the pile of rubble she stood on moments earlier.
I gasp for air. I barely manage to groan as I tried to move my torso. I know at least three or four ribs are broken on my left side. I almost scream when Diana presses her foot against my abdomen when I try to get up. The blood drips from her leg and through my blurry vision I stare at the cut I had made. She should've been halfway done healing.
"Stay down." She says in a regal manner when I try to move.
"I already kinda can't." I said sarcastically. She shakes her head.
"I didnt want us to fight. You forced my hand." Her voice drops the regal tone and she suddenly turns back into the Princess I knew.
"You betrayed me." I retort. She frowns.
"Surrender Bruce..." She whispers. "It makes this easier."
"I'd rather be dead." I say. She takes a deep breath, and she turns back to the stern warrior I fought. She takes out her sword from its sheath.
"If you say so."
Its the last thing I hear before I become unconscious.