Diana rubbed her head, her eyes closed as she tried to regain focus. She could hear someone talking, but couldn't make out the words. It took a moment, but she finally managed to open her eyes. She found herself on the ground, and the figure standing over her had a gun pointed at her head. As things became more focused, she could tell that the figure was a woman, and that she appeared to be more shocked than eager to shoot.

"How the Hell did you do that?" The woman asked Diana. She assumed that the same bright light that blinded her back at the Watchtower was what she was referring to.

"I think I can explain. But before I do, I would appreciate it if you would holster your gun." Diana kept a firm face, wanting to be friendly. But since she doesn't even know who this woman is or where she is, it was probably best to be on her guard for anything. After a few seconds of silence, the woman moved her gun away, holding out one hand to help her help. She grabbed it and pulled herself up, trying to get a good look around her new location.

"So, you said you could explain. I look forward to what you have to say." The woman walked around the nearby sofa, getting onto her knee to put the gun underneath a table.

"I was hit with something – I'm not completely sure what – that has obviously teleported me away from my original location. I' also under the impression that I might have travelled into a completely new dimension."

"If it wasn't for the fact that I just saw how you appeared in my home, I would have just thought you were a crazy cosplayer." The woman pulled her phone from her pocket and started looking something up.

"A cosplayer? Is that a kind of criminal?" Diana took a few steps towards the woman.

"No. It's just something people do when they want to look like their favorite superhero. Their favorite FICTIONAL superhero that is." She handed the phone to Diana, which showed a picture of her on the screen. Well, not exactly her, but it said it was her. She had on a completely different outfit in the picture, but it called the picture Diana and Wonder Woman.

"I wouldn't wear something like this. This outfit has no armored or defensive advantage to justify wearing it." Diana scrolled down, starting to read what the rest of this site had to say, getting a better idea of what kind of world this is.

"Well, at one point you did. Look, you are a fictional character. At least, you are here. I never really read any comics, but you're a pretty recognizable character." The woman watched her go through more on her phone, trying to wrap her hand around the whole idea.

"I suppose I shouldn't really be that surprised. I have fought enemies from alternate Earths, even alternate versions of myself." Diana handed the phone back to the woman. "Now, it's my turn to figure out who you are."

"The name's Lara Croft." She handed out her hand, which Diana took and shook.

"Greetings Ms. Croft. Forgive me for asking, but you seem to be taking this situation surprisingly well."

"Well, while my world doesn't exactly have superheroes, I have seen more than my fair share of the supernatural."

"Supernatural? If magic exists here, perhaps there is a way for me to return back to my Earth."

"My thoughts exactly. Look, I know it's still technically morning, but go upstairs and get some rest if you want, or just explore. I haven't even gone into every room in this place yet. I'll try and do some research, get in touch with some people who might be able to help."

Lara started to walk backwards, showing Diana the stairs. "Doesn't matter where you turn, you can find some sort of bedroom up there. Try not to move anything too far out of place." Diana nodded in understanding.

Lara held out her arms and gave Diana a small smile. "Until we get you home…welcome to Croft Manor." With that, she turned around and walked out of sight. Diana started making her way up the stairs, making sure she still had her sword and lasso with her. She made a left and found a big hallway.

After looking around, she picked a door and opened it to find a fairly spacious bedroom. There was a closet that held a variety of different clothes, some of it might even be able to fit her. She saw there was a bathroom attached and decided that a shower wouldn't be a bad idea. It could be a long while before any opportunity to go back could turn up.

She got undressed and stepped into the shower. She forgot that she had only recently finished working out back at the Watchtower, and felt the water to be pleasantly relaxing. She spent more time in the shower than she originally thought, stepping out and realizing a fair amount of time has passed. She went back into the closet, looking through something to wear. Eventually, she found some jeans, a plain white top, and even grabbed a leather jacket and some boots. If there really weren't any superheroes on this Earth, then she should try to avoid looking like one in order to blend in.

Once she got her new attire on, she walked out of the room and headed towards the stairs. "Ms. Croft?" She didn't hear a response as she headed down to the main floor. She walked around the staircase when she hit the bottom, and found a door that was slightly opened. Pushing it open, Diana descended another flight of stairs. Once she got to the bottom, she found an entire floor that appeared solely dedicated to training. There was the standard gym equipment, a boxing ring, it was very decked out.

"I see you found one of my favorite rooms in this mansion." Diana turned around and Lara stood behind her. "I was about to look for you and saw you come down here. Sorry if I startled you."

"I don't startle easily. But I must say, I am impressed with what you have assembled here." She grinned as she turned her head back to the boxing ring in the middle of the area.

"I like to keep in shape." Lara thought about explaining why she had all of this, but figured to leave that until later. No real reason to explain why just yet, not unless directly asked.

"If you need a sparring partner, I would be willing to help out." Diana said.

"Actually, I could throw a few punches right now. Would you mind helping me put on the gloves?" She pointed and walked towards the ring, towards the boxing gloves on the bench. Diana followed, helping Lara put some tape on her hands and pull her gloves on.

"Have you managed to get any start on locating a possible way back?" Diana asked.

"Yes, but it isn't much. I've only recently wrapped my head around the fact that magic does apparently exist. A little tighter on this one." Lara slightly shook her right hand, indicating for her to tighten the glove. "I made as many calls as I can, and so far I couldn't find any kind of myth that might be able to help as far as other dimensions are concerned."

"Well, I'm at your service if you need a helping hand." Diana grabbed her sparring gloves and stepped up onto the ring. She helped Lara get inside, moving towards the center of the ring. Diana held her gloves up, nodding for Lara to start whenever she wants to.

Nodding back, Lara started punching Diana's open gloves, using more strength than what Diana estimated she would use. She used her speed efficiently, dodging pretend punches to make it feel like she was actually fighting someone. After a little bit, Diana started moving her gloves around, even moving her body so that Lara wasn't stuck in one spot. It didn't seem like Lara was getting all that tired, despite how energetic her movements were and the strength of her punches.

After a while, Lara stood up straight, stretching her arms and Diana relaxed her posture. "I think that's enough for right now." Lara responded. "Especially when we could be directing our energy to something more productive."

"Do you want to shower first?"

"No, I can do it later. I like having something to do." Lara stepped out of the ring, Diana following suit and helping her take off her gloves.

"You had impressive form and technique. Do you do this professionally?" Diana asked.

"Not exactly. I did end up doing that kind of thing a lot." Diana assumed from the tone in that response that she shouldn't ask what she meant by that. "Now, the study is upstairs, where I have everything spread out." The two women walked back up to the main floor and Lara showed her the giant study that she somehow missed when she originally came out looking for her.

"You own quite a collection Ms. Croft." Diana said.

"Please, just call me Lara. And this used to be my father's." Lara went up a little ladder and grabbed another book to add to the ones she had already opened on the table in the middle of the study. Diana noticed a picture of three on a desk. She walked over and picked it up.

"Is this him?" She turned and help up the picture for Lara to see from on top of the ladder.

"Yea, that's him all right. Along with my mother and myself." She had a small and seemingly sad smile on her face as she said that. After a moment, she came down the ladder and held the book in her hand. "So this should have a variety of different folklore and mythology concerning Australia and the Indonesia area. If you want to get started on this, I can start by looking up Asian folklore."

"Sounds like a plan." She put the picture down and took the book from Lara. She leaned against the desk and Lara stood over the giant table, looking through multiple different books at the same time. It was a long and mainly quiet process. They didn't really talk to each other that much, checking in every now and then to see if they came across anything. Hours passed, with the two women ended up sitting in nearby chairs, at this point in their research they are just lazily staring at the books in their hands.

Diana closed her book and got up from her chair. "I don't believe we will be finding anything tonight Lara. Perhaps we could take a break."

"Hmm? Oh, yea. Of course." Lara was fighting off sleep when Diana first spoke. "I'm going to finish this chapter. Feel free to walk around, I'll catch up with you shortly." Diana put her book down and walked out of the study.

She ended up back in the living room she started out in. Maybe she could find something relevant to their mission that they might have overlooked. She came across a picture of a young girl, assumingly Lara at a different age. She was holding a pistol and standing with a man different from the picture in the study. Diana examined the picture, trying to figure out if this could still actually be Lara's father.

"That's Conrad Roth in the picture." Lara said from a little across the room, causing Diana to turn around. "Not my father, but he raised me like he was."

"I'm sorry if I was looking at something that I shouldn't." Diana said.

Lara shook her head, walking over to gently grab the picture from her. "It's fine. I mean, it's a little hard to think about his death, but it isn't as bad as it was." Lara slowly walked to the couch, sitting down as she looked at the picture. Diana took a few steps, sitting down next to Lara, not saying a word.

"Conrad was a friend of my father." Lara said. "He even helped my father try and find a way to bring my mother back after she died. Last time I was with him, we were on an island named Yamatai and he died protecting me. That was when I first discovered that magic was real and that there were people obsessed with using it for themselves." Lara fought back a tear that tried to break free.

"I'm sorry for your loss. Judging from the picture, he must have taught you a lot of your skills." Lara nodded in confirmation. "Well, in that case, I'm sure he is proud of the person you have become." Diane wrapped an arm around Lara. Croft put her hand on Diana's knee and smiled at her.

"I know. But it is also nice to hear." Before she could have a chance for her mind to get away from her, Lara coughed and pulled her hand back. "If you want, we could go and eat before beginning work on the next day.

"Do you have something in mind?" Diana stood up, straightening her jacket.

"There is a Chinese restaurant that I particularly enjoy. Just a heads up, I don't actually have a car." Lara stood up, grabbing some keys. "I have a motorcycle, just so you know."

"Ok. Do people here have some sort of unusual fear for motorcycles?" Diana asked. "Because I have no problems with that."

"No, just wanted to let you know. Come on then." Lara lead the way, handing Diana a helmet once she showed her the bike. Lara got on, starting it up, as Diana got on next, wrapping her arms around Lara. Forcing her mind to focus, Lara took off, leaving Croft Manor behind for now as the two women sped off.