DIANA PRINCE
"What Can I do for you Miss Lane?" The woman was tall even sitting behind the desk dark hair and a well endowed chest, Lois felt slightly intimidated for a split second, so she went for the jugular. the office was typical Luther, dark black and blue glass, with very little light. the window behind overlooked the Daily Planet. Lois looked across at what she felt was her home.
"I'd like to do an interview." She said with her best disarming smile.
"Lex Luther doesn't grant interviews….I'm sorry you wasted your time Miss Lane."
"Actually, you're the one I wanted to interview."
"Really?"
"You have an amazing resume Ms. Prince….appointed an ambassador to South America, one of the leading lobbyist to the world on behalf of ending global warming, nominated to represent South America in the U.N. for ten years….and millions of dollars in anonymous charitable contributions to childrens causes around the world."
"You've done your homework Ms. Lane." She said suspiciously
"But amazingly, there is not one shred of evidence of your existence before 1984...which would be about fifteen years ago. Tell me, just how is that possible Ms Prince?"
Diana smiled sarcastically, and narrowed her eyes at Lois, suddenly she had the image of a pit bull sitting in front of her. "I'm an orphan, I grew up in the jungles...I was brought up by a tribe really."
"Really? and what would be the name of this tribe and where is it located at?" She smiled at her as she asked the question;daring her to lie.
Diana got up and walked around the desk to sit on it in front of her, and crossed her arms. "Tell me Miss Lane, what exactly are you digging for?"
"First off,"
Not wanting to loose ground, Lois got up and stood in front of her - "How is it that someone with a resume like yours ends up working for Lex Luther?"
"Mr. Luther has developed some of the most innovative technologies in the world; his projects could save the world from self destruction."
"Lex Luther is responsible for such projects as Aries….cloning people, and then controlling them like robots. A good friend of mine died because of what he did."
"You don't sound like an objective reporter…Miss …"
"Lois, just call me Lois. And I'm very objective when it comes to Lex…I've never seen anyone do evil as well as he does."
"Lois, I can see that we aren't going to see eye to eye on this, so how about we just end the interview now?"
"Don't tell me you're afraid to answer my questions Ms…"
"Diana…just call me Diana…" Diana looked down, wondering what Lois was up to when she caught a glimpse of what looked like a Kryptonian symbol on her wrist, peaking out from under a leather bracelet Lois was wearing.
She raised an eyebrow and looked back up at Lois; she quickly changed the subject to the tattoo.
"That's an interesting tattoo…why are you hiding it?"
Lois found herself gasping a second, she attempted to hide her surprise at the mention of the brand Kal-el had given her. She pursed her lips, and thought for a second and then said dismissively, "It's a long story…I rather not get into…" She waved her hand at her as if she was brushing the subject off a table. She had to resist the temptation to look at it and trace it with her fingers.
Diana prince ignored her. "Can I see it?"
"Ughh…ahhh..." Lois was shaking her head no.
"I tell you what Lois, I'll make a deal with you….let me see the Tattoo…and I'll answer one more question."
"Fine..." she hesitated, but decided to take a chance on Diana's character. Her gut told her that she couldn't be what it seemed she was. she hoped she wasn't making a mistake. But she had to get her questions answered.
Reluctantly, she undid the leather bracelet and showed her the underside of her wrist. Diana took the hand in hers and instantly recognized it. she knew what it meant.
"Well, Well…Just where exactly did you…." The look on her face told Lois she knew something about the mark. "Oh no!" Lois interrupted quickly, she then put the bracelet back on and then looking back at Diana, she said,
"My turn, tell me Diana…What do you know about the 'Tin Man' and a Project Savior?"
