I sat back in the café and sipped on my smoothie. It was maddening trying to find anybody in this city, especially when I had no clue where they were. Diana had failed to mention where they were staying, or what name they were booked under.

But, from what I could tell of the deal Diana set up, she had a certain amount of prestige, and this was supposed to be a high-class private schooling trip. So I found the most prestigious looking hotel in Athens, and a café placed exactly opposite. I didn't have that long though. Bored and lost for options, I put my smoothie down and pulled the card 'dad' had given me, and looked it over again.

The print was so plain, so…normal for an Olympian. I wonder if he knew how to contact Diana.

A strong breeze suddenly appeared, teasing my hair and blowing many of the napkins and menus from the other patrons' tables.

"The wind…"

I jumped and turned around, expecting to see the source of the voice in my ear. The nearest person was at least ten feet away. Another breeze twisted through my hair, and I felt a slight bubble of power rise, and then sink back through my center.

Of course!

I reached in for the power I had felt earlier, when I had taken control of the air currents in the great hall. I pulled my hands to my mouth, cupping the air to my lips.

"Big sister," I whispered, "I need you, meet above the city."

I wrapped the message up in a ball of air and let it go, saying only, "Find Diana." I felt a breeze lift and carry it away. Once it was gone, I picked up my bag and smoothie, and looked towards the tall hills just above me. They would be perfect.

When I climbed the final peak, I reached back for the air currents, wrapped them around my center, so that it held my legs loosely together, and propelled myself upwards, until I was a decent height above the city. Once there, I strengthened the air currents so that I could stand on them, like earlier. Air manipulation was surprisingly easy.

I must have waited up there for about twenty minutes. Night had almost fallen, and I had an excellent view of the sunset from my air current; it was serene, sitting up there, in the complete quiet. Suddenly, I heard a woosh separate of the wind around me. I turned to see Diana, staring at me in surprise.

"Little sister?" she murmured, "How is it possible?"

"I met my dad," I said, standing to face her, "He encouraged Mom to let me join you."

"Join…" she started to ask, but she was interrupted by a startled yell.

"Gah!" Barbara was completely off-balance, clearly not yet steady in her new boots. When she finally straightened next to Diana, she sighed, then saw me and her eyebrows bent in confusion.

"Is this an Amazon thing?" She asked, "Flying like this?"

"No," Diana said, "I was previously the only Amazon that could fly, and that was purely because of the Sandals of Hermes."

"My flight is slightly different," I said, repositioning my bag.

"Then how are you so used to it?" She seemed exasperated.

"Just relax, Babs," Diana placed a hand on her protégé's shoulder, "The boots will follow your desires, if you let them." Then she turned to me, "What were the terms of your release?"

I sighed, "I'm supposed to live in Man's World as a normal teenager, with a super hobby, for three years. If it doesn't fit at the end, then I return home and that's that. Donna said I should be part of your 'super-family,' so I thought I would join you two,"

Diana's eyebrows furrowed into thought, but meanwhile, Barbara snorted. "Normal teenager?" she laughed, "There isn't anything normal about our arrangement! A normal teenager would mean you enrolling in high school, having sleepovers, that sort of thing."

"What are sleepovers?"

Babs sighed, "My point exactly."

"That isn't the full point though," Diana said, arms crossed, "You may have Amazon training, but you don't have the type of know-how for fighting crime."

"Not yet," I said, "I could learn from you."

Diana opened her mouth, when we heard a chorus of screams from below. Diana soared down without blinking, and Barbara's instinctual reaction to screams lead to her forgetting, at least briefly, about her troubles with her boots. I wrapped my air currents around me again and followed, excited about my chance to prove my worth.

When we landed, however, I found there was far less to be excited about. Running through the flea market Donna had pulled me to, tearing the cloth walls to pieces was a minotaur.

"You have got to be kidding me," I said, but Diana already had her lasso out, while Barbara had pulled a handful of small pellets from a pocket on her belt.

"Oy," the redhead yelled, "Bull boy, how about you pick on something that can fight back?" The bull turned to look at her, and Barbara threw the pellets at its feet. Five rapid explosions released a huge cloud of smoke, eliciting a strangled cry from the monster before it leapt forward from the gas, tearing at its eyes. The moment I thought about my lasso, it was there, around my waist and in my hands, and I was already spinning it, although I didn't fully remember thinking through the process. My lasso landed around the monster, holding its arms down, but that didn't stop it from fighting.

"Throw it!" Diana yelled to me, "Pick it up and throw it!"

I didn't follow her thought process completely, but nonetheless I wrapped my air currents around me and soared up, hauling the monster with me. With the help of the air behind me, I spun around, pulling the bull with me, before I set the aim straight to the ground. The bull skidded through the cobblestones, but, to my surprise, stood up again. It shook its head, looked up at me, grabbed the rope and yanked it toward him. I tried to lift up again, but he was grounded this time, expecting and fighting my resistance easily.

"It will deliver my lightning to your opponents," Zeus' words rang through my head, and I closed my eyes, reaching for the power he left inside me. It rose up through my arms and past my fingers into the rope. I watched the red sparks fly from the rope and center around the minotaur, who screeched and released the rope. Diana acted immediately, grabbing his arms and pinning him in a headlock. Barbara stepped before him and sprayed something in his face. He blinked rapidly, and with a groan, he landed with a heavy thud on the ground.

Diana looked from him to me, thinking again.

"Where did you get that from?" her calm voice demanded an answer.

"Dad," I answered, trying to keep the emotion from my voice. Diana's eyes widened slightly, and she looked back at the monster.

"We need to find out who sent it," she said, kicking it lightly, "Only a strong magician can summon a minotaur from Tartarus."

Barbara knelt in front of the monster and lifted one of his eyelids, as if checking consciousness. So naturally, she, like Diana and I, were surprised when the monster collapsed into a cloud of dust before our eyes.

"What?" Babs started.

"What just happened?" I turned to Diana, but her blue eyes were swirling with thought. Instead, she turned to me, and jumped the subject completely.

"Tomorrow, Barbara and I are moving on to Paris, and you will come with us. However," she put up her hand to stop my reaction, "After that, you will be spending the rest of your three years learning crime-fighting ethic from the people who taught us." Barbara caught that statement and went absolutely pale.

"Diana…" she whispered, "Is that really a good idea?"

"Who better to teach Cassie how to fight crime than the other the 'World's Greatest Detective'?" Diana replied, with a strange smirk on her face.

"Who are you talking about?" I asked, willing my lasso to disappear again. Diana turned to me and smiled.

"The Batman,"