Hello everyone! Here is the plot twist I promised. I hope it's plot-twisty enough. I appreciate any comments, criticisms, or encouragement and, even though I sometimes don't take the advice, I always read it and think about it. I'm thinking about posting a Greek mythology story or an X-Men story I have saved...if anyone is interested in reading those let me know and I will upload them. As for now thank you for reading! I do not own DC Comics, Justice League or any of it's characters.

When I woke I found myself nestled in one of the Manor's spare bedrooms. For once it wasn't to an alarm, but I had a raging headache nonetheless. If I wasn't so sure of my safety with the members of the Wayne family I would have sworn I had been drugged. I swung my feet over the bed and began to pull on my boots. I still wore my uniform, but there was a robe draped helpfully on the foot of the bed which I gratefully donned. My headache worsened once I stood. I rubbed at the pain with my fingers and began to make my way on unsteady legs toward the door.

I was not even halfway down the stairs when they finally crumbled beneath me. My body hit the floor with a loud thud, smashing against several steps on the way down and for a moment I couldn't breathe and I thought I was dying. What's wrong with me? I tried to regain my footing, but it wasn't as easy as normal. On any day of the week I would be able to jump to my feet from such a tumble, but at the moment I ached. I heard footsteps as someone approached. "Diana!" Bruce knelt down next to me. "Are you alright? What happened?""I-I fell." He stilled. "You fell? Diana, you one of the most sure-footed people I know. I refuse to believe you just fell. Are you bleeding?" He tenderly enveloped my palms and sure enough they were scratched and small drops of blood were oozing from the slices. I tried to sit up again, but was embarrassed to see that Bruce had to help me. "You are not alright. I have seen you thrown off buildings and come out without a scratch. Even if you had a momentary laspse of balance, you shouldn't be bleeding.

"Let's get you to the kitchen and wash those out. Then we will move on from there." He guided me to my feet and I leaned on him. The left side of my body burned from where it had made contact with the floor and the staircase. It only took a few moments for Bruce to get me settled with a cup of tea and to stop the bleeding. "Where's Alfred?"

"In bed. You've slept all day. Don't feel too bad, it's only eight-thirty. After the morning we had he needed to catch up on some sleep. I'm surprised you didn't wake him with that fall. He must really be exhausted. Other than your hands, are you alright?" I rolled my shoulders, popping my neck. "Well, I still have the headache I woke up with, and my side hurts from where I hit the floor. Other than that I'm fine." He frowned and made his way over to the table where he had sat me down. His fingers gently pulled the neck of the robe down so he could see my arm; his face was grim. Purple and blue splotches were already rising to the surface. "We need to get to the cave. With your healing factor, you shouldn't be bruising like this."

Bruce fiddle with his computer from my chair he had pulled up beside him. I kept pulling my robe tighter as the coldness of cave made me shiver. He had already drawn some blood and fed it into some sort of medical device. I watched him mumble to himself darkly as he compared the readouts. When he finally turned to me, his blue eyes were sad. "Diana, I- I don't know..." He rubbed his hand over his face and finally looked away. He pulled up two windows on the computer screen. They both appeared to be strands of the same DNA, but with vast differences. "The diagram on the left is a DNA reading from your file." He pointed to several different ladder rungs in succession. "These markers are what Manhunter and I have come to the conclusion give you your immortality and your powers. The picture on the right is from your bloodwork today. All those markers are gone."

On one hand it felt as if he was speaking an alien language, but I understood it perfectly. "Are you saying my powers are gone? Completely?" He nodded. "How? My powers are gifted to me by the goddesses..." My heart broke. My goddesses... Each goddess we worshipped had some reason to hate man's world. Was this my punishment for getting entrapped in it? My family had already disowned me over my interest in the world beyond Themyscira, perhaps my goddesses had finally gotten the memo. I tripped over my feet as I stood. Were all humans so clumsy? Or just me?

"I don't know, Diana, but we will figure it out! I'm sure between the both of us we will get to the bottom of it." Any other time I would have loved to hear those words, but now they felt hollow. My powers are gone. I would never be able to fly again...never able to fight. My stomach churned and I felt tears streaming down my face. My goddesses have abandoned me. Warm arms encircled me and I leaned into them. I had, without my knowledge, given up my last piece of Amazonian heritage.Even when I had been banished, I had been able to find my way home. Would I be able to do that now? I had always had a hope of returning and seeing my mother again, now it seemed truly impossible."Hey, don't cry! Please!" Bruce sounded very uncomfortable, but he didn't let me go. "Everything is going to be alright. We'll figure out a way to get you back to normal, I promise."

"What if we can't, Bruce? What if this is permanent?" My body had begun to shake and he pulled me closer. "Then we move forward from there. You have your job at the UN. You have your friends with the League." He placed a kiss to the top of my head. "You have me." We stayed like that for quite a few moments before I finally pulled away. "Can I take the teleporter back to the Watchtower now? I need some time alone with my goddesses. If anyone knows anything about this, it would be them." He stiffened. "Diana, I don't know if the Watchtower is such a good idea. What if they call an emergency alert? You can't go on an emergency alert right now.

"As for your power loss, I don't think that we should tell any unnecessary parties. If too many people know it will become a liability. We don't need you getting hurt. You can take the bedroom upstairs for as long as you'd like and all of us will give you complete privacy." I wanted to refuse, but at this point I had no other options. "My clothes and things..."Bruce began to lead me upstairs. "I will send Dick for them once he gets home from school. He will be in and out before anyone even knows he was there. I will feed Manhunter a cover story to explain why you are suddenly unavailable for League missions."

We covered the rest of the way in silence, not even speaking until we reached the room I had left just an hour before. "Are you sure you're going to be alright? Do you want me to stay here with you?" I shook my head. I wouldn't be able to entreat my goddesses as desperately as I wished if I had an audience. I didn't want him here to hear their answer. What if they told me that I was no longer worthy of their blessing? What if Bruce decided I wasn't worth it either?It took a few more moments of convincing before Bruce would leave me. My feet felt heavy as I knelt in front of the bed, prostrating myself onto the floor. "Goddesses, strength of the Amazons, I beseech you! Why have you removed your blessings from me?" I quieted, expecting to hear their voices, feel their divine presence. Instead the room stayed dead. "WHY?!" I roared and sobs erupted from my throat. I straightened and leaned against my bed, my fingers finding my lasso of truth. I must have forgotten to fasten it to my waist this morning when I put on my boots.

I tightened my grip on it, pulling it into my line of sight. I expected it to glow with it's golden light, reacting to me as it usually did. Instead it stayed a piece of dull lifeless rope. "Am I no longer your champion? Is this my punishment for loving him?" I swore the rope glowed slightly, but it could have been wishful thinking. I turned my face toward the heavens."If this is some kind of trick or test, it is not amusing. I have served you faithfully for years, and now you won't even speak to me! What is it that I must do to please you?!"This time a voice did speak down, quiet but not to be argued with. "Your attention has been divided far too long, Amazon. We demand you pick your path! Either mortal life with the man as his property, or turn your back on the mortal realm and rejoin your sisters. These are our terms." The silence returned, and judging by the atmosphere, they left me to my thoughts.

The sick feeling that had risen up inside of me when I had first heard the news in the cave continued to grow. My mother had told me the old stories of our goddesses...the punishments they would deliver, the revenge they would take, and the grudges they would hold...but the goddesses I had grown up with were merciful and kind. They treated me as their own daughter and I never had known fear of them. And now those stories came back ten-fold. Arachne, Io, Medusa, Actaeon...all had angered them in some way and I was following in their footsteps.

My mind turned back toward their ultimatum. Either mortal life with the man as his property... how were they going to accomplish that? Bruce was many things, but he wasn't cruel or oppresive. He would never consent to me being made property whether the goddesses commanded it or not. He wouldn't accept following someone else's plan for his life period. Neither would I...usually...but when it was your goddesses who commanded you, it changed your thoughts on the matter. Then the other one...or turn your back on the mortal realm and rejoin your sisters. I missed my family terribly, but I had made so many friends here! I had been making such a difference in such a short time. What would have happened if I left now?

My headache returned with a vengence. If I left for Themyscira, never to return, I would never see Bruce again. Either way I chose, there would be consequences. If I stayed with Bruce I would lose my powers, millions of lives would be at stake, and it would be my fault. If I left for my island home I would be permanently out of the action and millions of lives would be at stake. Either way people would die. I ripped the tiara from my hair and glared at my reflection. Staring back at me was yet another proof of my immortality slipping away. The gold was now tarnished and looked almost as old as it actually was. Would the same thing happen to me? Would I crumble away in the wind as my many years caught up with me?I longed for answers, but I knew that the goddesses wouldn't give me any more help than what I already had obtained. I set the tiara down beside my lasso. They were both useless to me now. I had a lot of thinking to do, and not any time in which to do it. They would wish an answer soon. Goddesses weren't accustomed to waiting. A knock sounded on the door and I wiped away my tears frantically. "Who is it?"

Bruce hesitantly popped his head inside the doorframe. "I heard you yelling. I just wanted to make sure everything was alright." He glanced at my tiara and lasso but said nothing. He instead entered the room and lowered himself to the ground beside me. "Bad news I take it?"

"Either way people are going to die and I'm going to be unhappy." I refused to look at him. I couldn't. I needed to make a decision quickly. If I informed Bruce of the ultimatum he would refuse to let me give up my immortality. He was unselfish in the most selfish way. He would try to influence my decision. If I left it would be another nail in the coffin of Bruce's soul. He had barely let me in, if I failed like so many others he would be an emotionless void for the rest of his life. "They are going to want a decision soon, Bruce. And if I don't give them one they are going to take revenge in ways no mortal would ever dare."

Bruce placed a hand on my leg comfortingly. "They don't scare me. I've seen worse. We will come out on top." If only he knew what was about to come about. I had a few days at most to decide whom I loved more...my family or the Batman.

I somehow managed to almost get some sleep that night and even managed to convince Bruce that I was perfectly fine to go into work. I dreaded staying in and I dreaded going out. I felt akin to Atlas holding the weight of the world on his shoulders. I kept wrestling with the agonizing thought that my goddesses had failed me. I dressed in some clothes that Dick had snagged from the Watchtower. The outfit wasn't as stylish as I normally went for, but I had to excuse the teenage boy for his wardrobe choices.I was stunned, however, when I walked into the office to see Jonathan speaking on the phone in fluent Greek. He smiled at me sheepishly, finishing his conversation quickly. Once the phone was hung back on the hook he laughed. I soon joined him. "You told me you didn't speak Greek!"

"I fibbed just a little. I wanted the honor of working next to Wonder Woman, and I knew if you felt you weren't needed you wouldn't take the job. Truth be told, life has gone more smoothly with you here." As if I needed another thing making my decision even harder. Jonathan's smile faded. "Oh, I'm sorry, Diana. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable or anything." I shook my head, unable to control my tears for what seemed like the millionth time just this week. "It's not you...it's something else. Something that shouldn't be interfering with my work in the slightest."

Jonathan nodded. "Would you like to talk about it? You can change names and places to maintain confidentiality?" Even in the midst of a serious offer he tried to cheer me. The thought of talking to someone sounded amazing, but I wasn't going to drag him into my problems. Besides, I would have to divulge Bruce's secrets and he would never allow for that. "I can't...too many League secrets are involved."Jonathan looked concerned. "Will you at least talk to someone? Someone who knows all your secrets and cares about you enough to make sure you are making the right decision? You can even go right now if you'd like." Before I could stop it my heart was telling me I must speak with Bruce. Just the other day I was mad with him for shutting me out and here I was doing the same thing. If he decided that he didn't want anything to do with me after I told him, then I would deal with the outcome.

I hope everyone liked this chapter! Thanks for reading! I hope to have the next chapter up in about a week!