I did not even expect this to get accepted. That gave me inspiration.
Thank you very much for your support!

Kara Danvers

8:32 AM

"Amazons." Carr struck the table with his fist. "How much do all of you know about the famous Amazons?" Kara could not help but notice that he looked moodier than usual, which she would have thought was impossible. "When I was a kid, every damn girl in my neighborhood had a Wonder Woman doll. I still remember those horrible dolls. When Wonder Woman faded into the air..." Snapper tossed a paper ball into the trash. "...Finally I thought the girls would stop playing with those dolls. And they did, most of them. And it was all peace and quiet, until two years ago, when some damn toy company decided to create those Supergirl dolls."

Kara did her best to keep her face serious.

"You, Park, what do you know about the Amazons?"

"They are immortal warriors, sir." Linda answered, next to Kara. "They live on an isolated island, Themyscira. The island is hidden and very difficult to find. Some people believe that it is kept invisible by some sort of magic. Amazons believe in ancient greek gods. They…"

"Enough, Park. You've done your homework."

Kara muttered under her breath without realizing it.

"What did you say, Danvers?"

Apparently, it had not been so low. Snapper looked at her as if he were going rip a piece out of her. Kara swallowed hard.

"I said t-there are also Egyptian amazons." The hurried words slipped from her mouth. "Unlike the others, they are not immortal. And they are more ferocious. O-one of them was Wonder Woman almost thirty-five years ago. They called themselves... "

"Enough," Snapper interrupted. "The Bana-Mighdalls, yes, how can we forget them? Privileged children like you don't know, of course, but for a long time those savages were the nightmare of all children. I will never forget that the only time that Daily Planet and Central City's Picture News agreed on anything was to attack that wild redhead who was nothing of a superhero."

Snapper rose abruptly, staring at them all. "But enough of the beating around the bush and listen to me, because I'll only say it once: Wonder Woman is back. And the press is going to have a damn picnic when they find out. But we are the only ones who know it for now. So, go and remove the old files, because soon the damn Wonder Woman dolls will be back and it will be thanks to us."

Kara Zor-El

9:24 AM

"I just can't believe it, James! This has to be a dream, a beautiful dream! I'm going to wake up!"

James just kept taking her friend by the hand to his office.

"Do you realize what this means for the world? Wonder Woman returned! "

"Shhh."

"Oh yeah, sorry, it's a secret." Kara closed James office's door. "It's just that it's so exciting! I'm soo surprised! Years ago, when Alex and I were girls and she was in a good mood, she would tell me stories about the feats of Wonder Woman and it was amazing and... "

Kara stopped talking when she noticed that her friend was holding out an envelope. Kara looked at him, confused, before taking it.

"What is this?"

"Cat sent it to you." James smiled a little. "She told me to give it to you in person. I guess she couldn't trust an e-mail. I don't blame her. "

"James?"

"Have not you wondered how we know that Wonder Woman came back before the rest of the world?" James smiled. "Read the letter, Kara."

Amazed, Kara opened the letter her former boss and mentor had sent her.

Kara:

Right now, I'm sure Snapper has given you the good news that a certain princess decided to return after a long absence. Honestly, I thought I'd never see the day when Wonder Woman decided to come back. Millennials like you would not understand, but before Supergirl and Superman, in an era where girls played to be Amazons instead of be aliens, Wonder Woman made her mark on the world. Heck, even I considered Diana of Themyscira an example to follow. I also tried to seduce her sometimes in my first interviews, when I was a novice like you...

Kara shuddered at the mental image. James arched an eyebrow.

...But this woman, who could lift a building with one hand, could not recognize an invitation to go out even if her life depended on it. Besides, she seems to like bad girls. She ended up marrying that redhead Bana-something. I just found that out, she just told me.

While I write this letter, I am leaving Central Park in New York, where I have met in secret with Wonder Woman.

It was also a surprise for me, and an honor for them, this meeting. As you will know, I am very busy with my new challenges, but a chance like this falling from the sky should not be wasted. Diana, Wonder Woman, and that creepy redhead, have been in New York for almost a week. They have been searching for the contacts they had thirty years ago, forgetting that we, mere mortals, age and die.

So they have needed to make new contacts. And guess who they came for? To the Media Mogul. It seems that Diana saw my name in a CatCo's magazine and remembered that baby reporter, so she contacted me.

Honestly, Kara, just when I think I've seen it all, life never ceases to amaze me.

Now, you'll probably be wondering why I'm telling you this. One of the reasons is that it will be CatCo that announces to the world that Wonder Woman has returned. That means someone will have to interview her. Your colleagues may not know it yet, but a team of eight journalists will meet with her the day after tomorrow. A team that you will be in.

After all, the interview has to be perfect ... I think that Supergirl, our heroine, might need to meet a veteran heroine like Wonder Woman... Think of everything she could learn from the Amazons.

I'm a genius, I know. If only Supergirl had an excuse to approach her...

Work hard.

Cat.

Kara had to blink a couple of times. The blonde had simply forgotten how to think. James took the letter gently from her hands, and then ripped it into pieces.

"Well, Kara, it looks like you've got some interesting days."

Diana

Yesterday

Diana was deeply breathing in the air of New York. It was loaded, slightly toxic. Very different from the pure air of Themyscira. The air of this city has not changed in thirty years.

Diana loved it.

For the first time in thirty years, she felt totally renewed, enthusiastic. The princess could not help but look around with fascination as she walked down the street. Everything had changed so much in thirty years. There were different cars (why were they changed? Weren't they fine before?), different music (how strange is this music!), people dressed differently, and an alarming number of people talking with black rectangles in their ears. (Are they important? Will I need one?).

To be honest, Diana was happier thas she had been for a long time. Artemis noticed that with a smile. Although she knew that her happiness had a shadow of sadness.

Diana knew that most of her friends, of course, would have died over time. However, when she learned that her former publicist Myndi Mayer had died four years ago, she could not help but shed a few tears in memory of her loyal friend who had been an invaluable ally thirty years ago.

I should be used to it. It's not the first time that time takes away my friends. It's the price of being immortal. It's nothing new.

However, Diana needed to go out into the world again, so she knew she would need someone else to help her. And that was why, perhaps by Hera's design, the brunette had found a CatCo magazine in one of her explorations of the outside world. And the name at the foot of the page awoke a memory in her head, of a bold young reporter who she had met years ago in Metropolis.

"I just can not believe it." Diana said smiling, walking down Fifth Avenue. "I mean, Artemis, seriously, isn't it wonderful how time works for mortals? The last time I saw Cat Grant was practically a girl with, her dreams and bright ideas, and now, wow, I just can't believe she's become such a wonderful woman! "

"Mmhmm," Artemis replied, taking her wife's arm to prevent her from bumping into people as they walked.

"You were right, man's world has changed for the better! Thirty years ago it would have been inconceivable for a woman to be so successful. And look at the world now! A female president, Cat Grant, that Supergirl... "

"You have to be more careful with journalists, Diana." Artemis put on her dark glasses. "Maybe thirty years have passed, but the journalists remain the same. As soon as they smell blood, they attack. "

"Missy, it's been thirty years. Do you still hate journalists? "

"And they hate me. And so it will be until the end of times. Your new best friend Cat Grant looked at me as if I was going to rip her head off. It's good to know that I still have that effect on people." She smirked, and Diana shook her head.

The week had been crazy, and Diana had enjoyed every moment of it. Man's world changed so fast. Diana felt like the first time she had left, marveling at a new world with infinite possibilities.

Wonder Woman smiled so hard that it looked like her face was going to split in two. Artemis pretended that she hadn't seen her.

"You know? It's wonderful to be here again. Even though most of my friends are dead." She shrugged. "I think we'll need new fri... wait!"

"Ishtar, Diana, lower your voice! People are watching you! "

"Oh, I'm sorry. But I just remembered that not all of my friends are dead." Diana took her wife by the shoulders and looked into her eyes. "There is someone for whom thirty years is not a mortal time. Someone whose heart is as big as his body. I really can't believe I didn't think about it before... "

"Diana."

"I want to find J'onn." She came closer. "The last time I saw him, he was going to South America to hide from the humans for a while. If any of my old friends are still in this world, it's J'onn. "

Lena Luthor

12:15 PM

Lena Luthor rubbed her back with a cramp. It's not good sitting so long.

The CEO of L-Corp decided to get out of her chair, after two hours of discussing the details of her next business with Japan by telephone. A place I will not be visiting soon, thank you. Lena looked at her diary for today, thinking about the meeting that she would be having in an hour, where someone would surely make the mistake (again) of believing that she was just a pretty face and not a smart business-woman. It happens at least once per meeting. Lena was already accustomed.

I wonder what they see in my face. I only see... a face. I'll never understand. Lena sighed. Well, at least Kara likes my face...

Lena decided to drink a cup of coffee, much needed after being insomniac overnight. Lately it happened often, and she always dreamed the same thing: that she was a baby on a hot island, surrounded by beautiful women. Almost always, with two women who behaved very well with her. It would be an interesting dream if I was not just a baby in them. I could invent a remote for dreams. I bet I'd make a fortune. Who would not want to control their dreams? The idea pleased her and wrote it down in a memo.

Then she had the misfortune to take a look at the newspaper next to her coffee.

"Lillian Luthor transferred to maximum security prison.

This morning, Lillian Luthor (56) former director of Project Cadmus, who two months ago attempted to kill Supergirl and Superman in a massive attack on National City, was taken to a maximum-security prison for potentially dangerous criminals. Particular care has been taken that Mrs Luthor will not be able to contact her son, the infamous Lex Luthor (35). Her daughter, Lena Luthor (32) is still being investigated to determine her possible ignorance or complicity in her mother's crimes... "

Lena forced herself to stop reading. She crossed the room, opened the window, and threw the newspaper out.

Suddenly her desire to drink coffee had become a desire to drink whiskey, desire that she suppressed. No, Lena, you promised Kara you wouldn't drink again.

Lena returned to her desk and got back to work.

Bonus:

Alex and Maggie were having a very serious discussion about who was cuter, walking under the L-Corp building. The couple were unlucky to walk under Lena Luthor's window, just as the furious CEO threw her newspaper out the window.

"Maggie, I'm serious, you're cuter."

"Alexandra Danvers, stop saying that! You're cuter!"

"Maggie, have you seen your cheeks? I could pinch your cheeks all day! And I'm not the kind of person who pinches cheeks! "

"Are you kidding? Have you seen your damn face? You're an eleven on a scale from one to ten, Alex, fuck! You're like a baby bunny! You're cuter, deal with...!"

* PRUMP! *

The newspaper hit Maggie's face, the detective who could not detect it in time, hitting her in her eye. Maggie moaned in pain and put her hands on her sore eye.

"Maggie!"

"Aaaahhh... fuuck." Maggie lifted the newspaper from the floor. "What kind of idiot throws a newspaper out of a window?"

Alex picked up the newspaper, reading the title. She sighed and looked up at the building. "I have some ideas."