I know, I KNOW it's been, like, three months but give me a break, okay? Anyway, please enjoy!

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It was finally the day of the trial.

It was no secret that Theodora had been stressed lately. Between Brion's betrayal leaving the Outsiders in shambles and the constant nightmares she suffered from, she knew that things were going to shit. She had a feeling that her parents knew about how distressed she was, but neither of them commented on it. They were probably afraid that anything would set her off.

And it wasn't just them. Cassie, Tim, Dick, and Mareena were all walking on eggshells around her. It really infuriated her to think about it, but perhaps they were right to be cautious. She felt like a ticking time bomb, maybe they could see how close she was to going off.

The only one who was acting normally around her was Jason. But that was to be expected since he was always somewhere in between no tact and simply uncaring. While this may have angered her as a child, now she was more-or-less grateful for it. It was normal.

They were all set to leave, but Theodora had taken a moment to hold her baby brother. "Would you believe me, Damian, if I said that a part of me didn't want to go through with this?" she murmured to him, bouncing him slightly on her hip. "Father and my mother are very upset and I think that they need this, but I don't think I can do it."

She wanted to roll her eyes at herself. Why was she confiding in a baby? But as she looked into Damian's observant emerald eyes, Theodora came to the realization that he might be listening more than she knew. She knew her brother wasn't a normal baby due to his home environment, but sometimes it seemed that he was too perceptive.

Fucking al Ghuls.

Damian, as if sensing she was distressed, nuzzled his face into her chest. She smiled and kissed him on the head. "My sweet boy." Her brother's comfort, as subtle as it was, gave her a boost of courage. She could do this. Or at least, she could fake it until she did.

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Theodora nervously bit her lip as her mother's jet touched down onto Themyscia's sands. Her parents had been silent the entire time, their stances rigid as they rose form their seats. As their daughter, Theodora had never really been afraid of her mother and father (only slightly intimidated by the latter), but now they could see why criminals were.

Her mother was tall even without her heels. She easily towered over most mortals, you couldn't help but feel small in her presence. She was a princess, she commanded respect and attention everywhere she went. Her jaw was clenched and her eyes were hard as she moved to exit the jet, her chiseled, angular face accenting this. A single, angry glare from the woman could make the bravest man on Earth wet his pants.

Her father was similar, looming over everyone; even those who were taller than him. His posture was threatening as his cape billowed behind him with every step he took. While her mother's jaw was clenched, his was set. Unlike her mother, her father's face gave away no emotion and she couldn't tell which was scarier. The only indication of his ire were the thin white slits of his cowl.

They were truly a sight to behold.

Theodora trekked behind her parents, feeling very small in comparison to them. She knew that they were there to support her, but she couldn't help but feel even more nervous with them there.

Her mother, suddenly sensing her distress, slowed down to fall into step next to her. "Are you alright, darling?" she asked carefully, her fierce facade falling for a moment.

Theodora pressed her lips together. "Fine," she answered curtly, hoping her mother wouldn't press her. She didn't want to talk about it, she just wanted to get it over with.

They entered the temple where the trial was being held and Theodora swallowed thickly. The entire Themysciran senate was there as well as Artemis, Athena, and Hera. The three goddesses were sitting above the court as judges, their presence as radiating as always. Tryphena sat on the other side of the room and she didn't look worried. If anything, she almost looked smug.

She wasn't sure if she was angry or worried at that.

Her mother gestured to one of the tables. "You sit there, next to your prosecutor," she instructed. She gave her shoulder a soft, reassuring squeeze. "Your father and I will be with the other trial witnesses. They may call me up to give a statement, but other than that you probably won't see me." Her gaze hardened slightly as she glanced at the council. "Queen Hippolyta and the other council members will be acting as jurors, but it is the goddesses who will have the final say."

She noticed how her grandmother had been reduced to 'Queen Hippolyta.'

Her father kissed the crown of her head. "We'll be right there," he assured her. "You'll be fine." She wanted to scoff; who was he trying to convince, her or himself?

But Theodora simply nodded and took a seat next to the prosecutor who was representing her. She was wearing a simple blue (the color of justice) chiton and had her haired tied into a back bun. Upon closer examination, she found that she knew the Amazon.

Hestia was her name and she found that was very fitting. She had seen the woman in passing, but didn't know very much about her. She recalled noting that she was a bit uptight for an Amazon, but she was kind to her nonetheless. She was one of the only Amazons to spend a lot of time in the library, probably studying the laws of the island.

Hestia offered her a warm, comforting smile. "Hello, Princess," she greeted kindly.

Theodora tried not to wince at that. "Just Theodora, please." Tryphena called her Princess and the title was tainted forever because of it.

She nodded. "Theodora," she corrected herself. She eyed the council, her mouth in a thin line. "You seem nervous, allow me to ease your mind." Was she nervous? She wasn't sure. "We shouldn't have too much of a problem here. Your mother not only heard you and the Queen discussing the matter, but she also caught Tryphena in the act of doing it again. Her cottage was also searched and your DNA was confirmed to be there. That is substantial evidence."

Theodora nodded, though she wasn't sure about that last part. Had Tryphena not cleaned her blood from five years ago? That was disturbing. She was about to continue when the goddesses arrived.

Artemis, Athena, and Hera appeared in the judges chairs, allowing the entire courtroom to bask in their radiance. Every Amazon- including Theodora- bowed in respect and admiration. She glanced up to study their faces; Artemis was furious, Athena was calculating, and Hera was impassive.

The Queen of the God rose from her throne. "We are here today because Tryphena of Themyscira stands accused of sexually violating Princess Theodora Wayne of Themyscira," she announced. Theodora spotted the subtle way her grandmother's eyes narrowed at the mention of her last name. "My fellow patrons and I shall hear both sides before coming to a conclusion."

"Hestia of Themyscira," addressed Artemis, looking toward the woman. "Please, start your persecution."

Hestia stood up, approaching the three entities. "My Ladies," she said, bowing her head slightly before turning to face the courtroom. "It was fifteen years ago that our beloved Princess Diana was gifted with a child of her own, a daughter. Princess Theodora was a joy- innocent and loving- and brightened the days of those around her. Truly, she was a bright light on our shores." Her eyes hardened. "But there was one among us who decided to abuse that light."

She pointed to Tryphena. "This woman is not worthy of being called an Amazon," she claimed. "She has harmed our princess the same way we were harmed by Herakles and his men. Princess Theodora was merely a decade old when Tryphena first assaulted her."

There were a few exclamations of outrage among the crowd.

"But do not take my word alone," continued Hestia. "This trial is to get justice for Princess Theodora, after all. Princess Theodora, if you would." She gestured to the witness stand.

Theodora's hand curled into a fist, but she forced herself into the chair anyway. She sat with her chin raised and tried not to look at her parents.

"Princess Theodora, when did Tryphena first make contact with you?" Hestia asked.

She took a deep breath. "When I was ten," she recalled. She didn't want to live through it, but she knew that she had to. This bitch had threatened to violate Mareena and that couldn't be left unpunished. "My mother had been called away by the Justice League, so she left me here in the care of my- of Queen Hippolyta." She glanced at the woman whose expression was blank.

"Go on," the woman in front of her urged.

Theodora sighed. "Not long after she left I was watching a couple of Amazons spar," she told them. She was vaguely aware of her bottom lip trembling. "Tryphena approached me. I talked about becoming a better fighter. She offered to teach me in private. When I agreed, she led me to a cottage."

"And what did you do when you arrived?" inquired Hestia.

"I took a stance," she replied. Her heart was thundering against her chest, but she did her best to ignore it. "She began to touch me in places and I was starting to feel uncomfortable." she squinted, trying to recall the details. "I remember her telling me it was okay, that we were family. Next thing I knew, her hand was up my chiton and-" A sob she didn't know was coming escaped her lips.

"That is enough," Athena quickly intervened. "Theodora, you may return to your seat."

She did as she was told.

Hestia nodded. "I call Princess Diana as a witness." Her mother was up there faster than she could blank. "Princess, when did you find out what was happening to your precious daughter?"

Diana's jaw clenched. "A few weeks ago," she answered. "I overheard her yelling at my mother for allowing it to happen. When I asked Theodora what she meant, she ran away. When I found her, Tryphena had an arm around her neck and was about to engage with Princess Mareena of Atlantis."

"And can you describe what you were feeling?"

"I was angry," began her mother. "Actually, to Hades with that; I am angry! My daughter was only ten when she had her innocence ripped away by someone who I had trusted!" She took a deep breath, her chest heaving. "Theodora was supposed to be safe here, this is her home as much as it's mine. But my mother allowed this to happen and allowed Tryphena to go unpunished and-!"

"Diana," chastised Artemis. "Breathe."

Diana looked like she was going to snap at the goddess, but thought better of it and did what she said. "Theodora was the sweetest child and she'd always wanted to go to Themyscira," she continued. "But the one time I bring her, this happens." She gripped the table. "Let it be known that I won't rest until Tryphena is given what she deserves."

She left the stand without being dismissed.

Theodora felt a swell of pride as she watched her mother. It comforted her to know that her grandmother had been wrong; her mother was on her side one hundred percent.

Hestia's eyes narrowed. "Now, I call Tryphena," she announced.

Tryphena strolled to the stand, her smirk confident and her eyes unafraid. Even as she was being accused, she remained calm and collected. It made Theodora angry. She sat in the chair. "Ask away, Hes," she mocked, crossing her legs.

The prosecutor's eyes narrowed. "Don't call me that," she snapped. "I'm going to ask you what we are all wondering, Tryphena. Why? Why assault Princess Theodora, an innocent girl and direct heir to the throne?"

Honestly, Theodora had been wondering too. Her mother had said she was jealous, but could it be something as petty as that? Knowing Tryphena, that wasn't too far off.

Tryphena shrugged. "Have you seen her bust?"

Her mother promptly threw a chair at the woman's head before flying toward her, stopping just inches away. "You will not speak of her like that," she hissed. "Gods help me, Tryphena, I will gut you alive if you ever-!"

"Please take a seat, Diana," ordered Hera, though her voice held no anger. It was more like exasperation and... understanding?

"But-!"

"Diana," added Athena, a bit harsher than her stepmother. Diana glared up at them before obliging.

Tryphena, who had dodged the chair, smirked. "Ah, Diana did always have a temper, didn't she?"

"You would do well to comply with Hestia's questions," snapped Artemis. "You forget that Diana is in possession of The Golden Lasso of Hestia. You either answer these questions honestly or we will give her free reign. Hestia, if you would."

"I ask again, why did you violate Princess Theodora?"

Something dark and dangerous glinted in Tryphena's eyes. "Because she is no princess," she spat, causing Theodora's heart to stop. "And she is certainly no Amazon."

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This chapter really kicked my ass. Oh, I also have a short fic called Chiquitita and it's directly related to this one. It takes place after Wally's death and stars Theodora and Dick. Please check it out. Anyway, I hope you liked it and please review!