When referring to his family in his mind, Dick often thought of several people right away. For starters, Bruce (no duh), Jason, Tim, Alfred, Barbara, Wally, Roy, and Selina.
The League were all his aunts and uncles, just as much family if not just slightly out of the inner circle that was the Bats. Young Justice was like extended brothers and sisters/cousins.
Even Gotham villains had some part in his upbringing. Especially people like Ivy and Harley (when she wasn't with the Joker) were always just as much aunt figures as people like Hawkgirl and Canary. Bruce intensely disapproved of this thinking, but he could just deal because Dick actually liked some of the Gotham villains like friends and family… even if he did put them in jail every other month. It was a mutual relationship, they understood.
But there was one person, to whom Wally had affectionately named Mama Bats after messing with Dick while she was in the room and then caused the speedster to sorely regret it, who would always be his surrogate mother in every way. Just like Bruce was his father (disagreements aside, he always would be) she was his mother. They were who had taken the place of Mary and John Grayson in his life upon their passing, and Dick loved them as his father and mother just like he loved his lost biological parents.
And it just so happened this Mama Bat found herself entering Jump City on business, tracking a government spy who was suspected to have stolen a prototype of Wayne Enterprise's brand new medical nanobot technology. Seeing as not only had the Joker escaped this week, but also that the clown had somehow managed to obtain thirteen blimps equip with both hostages and missiles, Wayne Enterprise's usual detective was rather busy and needed some help in being everywhere at once.
Not that he'd ever admit.
He had, however, asked her to look into this suspected thief— not just to confirm that the suspect had actually stolen the prototype, but also to catch him if that was the case and she had the opportunity.
He'd made a point to explain how unstable the new technology was this early in its design and how dangerous it was if the micro-robots were to accidently be released. He'd even given her a shot that would temporarily protect her from getting infected by the machines if she got too close—which only reinforced the idea of how dangerous they were and how important it was this supposed thief was caught and returned to Gotham ASAP.
It was in this business-like mindset that Diana Prince stepped off the express train from Gotham and blinked into the downtown lights of Jump City.
She was in her secret ID to keep from being recognized by the thief and perhaps even draw him in if possible. Tim had only cackled when she told him where she was going and suggested she wear the white sleeveless blouse her little Dickie bird had once complimented her on. She actually loved this shirt, reminding her of the gentle flowing dresses of the youth of Themyscira, and white was always a proud color for a strong maiden such as herself. She wore simple dark blue skinny jeans and her standard black heels, and this way she could be dismissed as any other business woman, or even a lady out for a night in town and not alarm her suspect unnecessarily.
Batman had, a few months ago, supplied her with tiny chips that could be placed on her wrist guards and her tiara that projected a disillusionment field and made them invisible unless she wished them to be seen. Her lasso also was fixed with a microscopic chip on the end to make it appear as an over the shoulder purse. At first, Diana had thought it cowardice to not simply announce who she was and take such lengths to hide the symbols that signaled everything she represented, but quickly learned the element of surprise could turn any battle in her favor. Insulted as she was at first, she'd found the chips very useful more than once.
She only hoped she could return the favor to Bruce one day, and make him see the value in fighting head-on to the enemies that truly opposed you.
She doubted it, but still hoped.
She arrived late in the afternoon and spent a time simply wandering around downtown, studying a tourist map to get herself acquainted with the surroundings. Robin had given her some contacts with the police and in other hero-friendly organizations, and she spent most of the evening catching up with them to check if anything unusual had sparked their interest lately.
Unfortunately that got her nowhere, and she'd lost the suspect's trail in Gotham, going only by the Bat's indication he'd escaped here.
Fortunately, around eight at night, there was an explosion roughly ten blocks from the business district Diana had been trying to ask around in for information on any new arrivals, and she thereby got a new lead. For this she was thankful—she didn't do this 'research' bit of the hero business, preferring to fight where needed instead of tracking people. Tracking in itself was much harder than Batman made it look, she decided, and promptly chose to avoid it if possible in the future.
She casually slipped into a side alley and then took flight, heading towards the disturbance.
000
Meanwhile…
"What do we have?" Nightwing assessed as they slipped across the skyscraper roofs of downtown Jump, whatever explosion that'd alerted them located directly below them at street level, but they were too far up to gage exactly what had happened.
"Police broadcasts are saying it's a cyborg—but not a nice one." Cy said wryly, clipping his wrist computer shut. "Looks like some nanobot experiment gone wrong."
"Nanobots? There's only one company dealing in nanobot tech right now, and they're not anywhere near Jump." Nightwing said with a frown.
"Has it been reported as stolen?" Raven asked.
"No, but it wouldn't be until after it'd been returned. That's just how Wayne Enterprises works." Nightwing said with an exasperated eye roll.
"Which is based in Gotham, hence how you know that." She deduced.
"Things are always being stolen from Wayne Enterprises, but Batman's very good at getting it back. That company basically runs Gotham after all, anything stolen can cause major issues." Nightwing explained, glancing over the ledge of the building they'd come to a stop on at whatever was happening below. "The problem is that Wayne Tech is volatile stuff—truly groundbreaking and inventive on the most part, but such new stuff can cause some pretty major complications and uh…"
"Accidental metas." Cyborg supplied.
"Non-friendly metas too." Beast Boy muttered, feeling the building shake as another explosion rocked the building beneath them.
"Exactly. My point is this: be careful. If it's infected this guy, it could infect us too, though how it'd work on animals, aliens, and someone who's already half robot, I'm not sure…" Nightwing frowned in thought.
"So what you're saying is that you've gotta be careful." Beast Boy snickered.
Wing rolled his eyes. "Yeah, sure, take it like that if you will. Just be careful, ok? We don't know for sure what's going on. Titans—go!" He jumped off the ledge into a free fall, the girls floating down beside him with Starfire carrying Cyborg and Beast Boy right behind them as a hawk.
But, as they got closer to street level, they noticed something off.
"Uh, guys, is it just me, or is someone already fighting this thing for us?" Cyborg frowned as what looked like a robot was thrown across the street, a smaller figure they couldn't recognize chasing after it.
"This is unexpected." Nightwing said offhandedly, shooting a grappling hook to catch himself and swing away as they landed on the street.
"Thief! You are to return with me to Gotham at once!" A woman was yelling scoldingly at the robot.
"RAAAARGH!" Was the robot's response as if jumped up and tried to crush her. She dove out of the way and backhanded the side of its head. Despite it being the size of a fire truck and her being a very dainty-looking business woman, they saw a dent the size of a basketball left in the metal casing of its head where her fist had cracked it.
Unfortunately, she looked up just as they landed, and worse still, Cyborg landed closest to her.
"You fool! You've infected others!" She hollered, and launched herself at Cyborg as if being shot from a cannon.
"WOAH!" Cy bellowed, jumping out of the way and rapidly stumbling over himself as the woman moved with inhuman speed, trying to knock him out— and by the craters and cracks her fists were leaving in the asphalt, getting hit by her wouldn't be pleasant.
And soon after, she managed to land a hit to Cyborg's chest, and his metal breastplate cracked as he was thrown back—only to be caught by a giant green pterodactyl before he could connect too hard with the ground.
"Leave friend Cyborg alone!" Starfire yelled, catching the woman off guard and knocking her into— and through—a nearby building where they disappeared in the rubble, but they could hear the fighting continuing one street over.
"Cyborg! Help me restrain this guy—I've got a cure! Beast Boy and Raven, go help Star! We'll meet you when we can!" Nightwing commanded, tossing a syringe he pulled from his belt to Cyborg as he pulled a second one out for himself, and the others sprinted off to join the new fight.
Luckily, as a hacker who was into tech, Nightwing kept on top of all the newest technology in the world—especially Wayne, Luthor, and Queen tech, to which he already had Trojan horse viruses in their networks to give him updates—and had already made a contingency plan in case of nanobot infection. He guessed that this guy stole it from Wayne Labs and then got infected trying to sell it to someone or transport it somewhere, and since the Joker has been making some very public problems this past week, he figured Batman would send someone else to get the stolen tech back.
He hadn't gotten a good look at her, but he had a sinking feeling he knew exactly who that was. After all, who else would not only Wayne Enterprises trust as much as its usual detective, but also try to order around a mad cyborg, strike first before the information fully sinks in, and then leave fist sized craters in the street in a valiant attempt at completing her mission?
Yeah, real no-brainer there.
Besides the knowledge that his cover was about to be blown big-time, the fact his surrogate mom was attacking his teammates was also slightly concerning. But, he figured once this robot was under control he could calm her down real quick. The only problem being that he didn't want to risk any of his other teammates being infected (another cyborg on top of this one that could either shape shift into animals, use magic, or shoot plasma bolts, was really not covered in their 'things we can handle' list) and even if the two now fighting it were infected, it would simply be either a human with minimal damage or someone who is already half robot and probably has programs to protect against viruses like this.
So, the plan was to disarm this giant robot thief and then disarm the enraged mother bear a street over.
Simple.
If you're a Bat.
Meanwhile, a street over…
Beast Boy and Raven skidded to halt on the adjoining street, just in time to watch Starfire get thrown into a wall, which quickly crumbled around her. She shot up out of it, green eyes glowing with energy as she blasted the raven haired woman, who seemed to be blocking each blast with her wrists, not even flinching as she stared down the alien.
They collided mid air, throwing punches and kicks and tossing each other around aggressively, moving too quickly around for the two watching to intervene.
"I can't separate them using the shadows, they're too interlocked," Raven said tensely to Beast Boy, who pursed his lips.
"Huh, well… I'll circle in the air and try to tag team with Star—try and catch Star from falling every time she takes a hit or something." He suggested, though it came out more like a question.
"I feel like we should be more of a help." She frowned grudgingly.
"I dunno, Star looks like she's got it covered. This lady seems all warrior-like too in a way, I think it's an honor match or something at this point." He pointed out, and Raven couldn't help but agree as the two girls batted each other around the block, both refusing to give in and barely flinching at the hard hits they were taking.
Meanwhile, in the fight, Starfire hit the ground again, suddenly flat on her back in the center of a new crater in the middle of the street.
"Stop this child," The raven haired woman growled at her. "You are a fine warrior, but you are outmatched. I must regain possession of those nanobots, or all will pay." She said sternly.
"I will not stop until you leave friend Cyborg alone!" Starfire yelled, blasting the woman with a fierce laser-eye shot and sending her skidding back down the street.
The woman was on her feet again, deflecting Starfire's blasts with her wrists, and then suddenly having to duck as a falcon, then a hawk, then an eagle kept swooping down and clawing at her.
"Argh!" She growled slashing out at the bird, but it was too fast. "Enough!" She cried, un-slinging her purse from her shoulder and suddenly it was a golden rope. She tossed a lasso expertly in the air and it hooked around the bird, who became a hippo, a crocodile in a death roll, a worm wiggling desperately, and then a green boy, who hit the ground hard and groaned, still tightly bound, the restraining end of the rope never leaving the woman's strong hands.
But then, the woman tilted her head to the side in confusion. "Do I know you child?" She asked, her anger vanished.
"Wa?" Beast Boy groaned, trying to keep the world from spinning in his vision.
Before either could respond, Starfire tackled the woman line-backer-style, skidding both of them even further down the street, and they began their battle again. This time though, the woman was also dodging arcs of dark shadows slashing out at her every now and then, but it seemed her wrists were able to deflect even that dark magic.
"Who are you?" Raven demanded, emerging from a shadow beside Starfire as they backed the woman down the street.
"I am a protector of the peace child, and who are you?" She demanded right back at them.
"Great job you're doing." Raven said dryly, raising an eyebrow in reference to the destroyed block behind them.
"You must leave our friends alone protector of peace!" Starfire cried.
"Your friend is sick! He must receive help, or do you not care if he lives or dies?" The raven-haired woman hissed.
"Take that back!" Starfire yelled, slightly hurt.
"No! W-wait! I think I know her!" They heard Beast Boy's distant cries from a distance behind them, but Starfire was too far gone to listen. The young alien launched herself at the woman pushing the two of them through a building and back to the street they'd originally met on. This one was also heavily destroyed, but less by plasma blasts and more by sonic canon shots and birdarangs, not to mention a giant angry robot.
That giant cyborg lay still on the street, many grapples tying it to the ground and buildings around it, finally subdued, and Nightwing and Cyborg panting heavily on top of it, trying to find a place metal hadn't grown to inject the thief within with their antidote. They were momentarily sidetracked by the arrival of the rest of the team.
"Oh no." Nightwing said.
"You're telling me." Cyborg cried in surprise. "We've got to help Star!"
Nightwing looked grim. "Ah. Well… it's not entirely that easy." He sighed, but before Cy could ask, Wing launched forward at the battle. Before he could get there, Star's battle was interrupted by a sonic blast and a stream of shadows shot at her opponent.
The woman barely had time to register what was happening, but miraculously, in a shockingly impressive show of fighting skill, she managed to deflect both shots with her wrists and then come around to punch Starfire square in the face, and then kick her hard in the torso to knock her a hundred feet down the street, skidding and bouncing along until she came to a rest, and remained motionless for the moment.
"Starfire!" Most of the Titan's cried out. Raven appeared through the shadows at her side while the dark haired woman's eyes found Cyborg again.
"Oh no, not again!" The robot boy groaned, brandishing his sonic cannon at her as she shot forward so fast there was no way she didn't have the power of flight, and pinned the boy to the ground. He blasted her back, but she corrected herself mid-air, deflected all the subsequent shots fired at her and punching him in the jaw, gripping his arm so tight it dented and threw him down the street as well.
They struggled for only a split second more— Cyborg managing to get in one or two shots but sustaining far more damage in return— before she had him by the collar of his metal chest plate and cocked her fist behind her, ready to deal the final blow.
Raven was just getting to her feet supporting a dizzy Starfire, and Beast Boy in armadillo form still tied up rolling the best he could down the street to join them, all watching and unable to do much as the woman prepared to plow Cyborg into the earth, when a strangely familiar voice cried out.
"Aunt Diana! Stop!"
She inhaled sharply, forgetting the robot infected boy in her grip for a moment and whipping her head around to the source of the voice.
No, it couldn't be…
A boy, on the shorter side though not short on lean muscle, in a blue and black suit with a bird insignia on the chest and a dark mop of shaggy hair hanging in his mask-covered eyes was standing a little ways away, looking at her with an open expression and a hesitant smile. As she froze, so did the other young heroes around them, everyone surprised.
She stared, recognizing the angular jaw line, the hair, the confident stance and supple limbs, the trademark tool belt and that smile…
"Auntie D, it's me." The boy smiled a bit wider, slipping slightly into a wry smirk.
She stared for a moment longer, unwilling to believe.
Suddenly, it finally clicked, and she dropped the boy in her grasp, the arm raised to hit him falling limp by her side.
"By the gods, Robin!" She gasped, lurching forward with a quick burst of her flight and wrapped him in a tight hug, picking him up off his feet. Nanobots, cyborgs, thieves and young vigilantes were all forgotten in that instant as she held her little bird once more, and everything was right again.
Dick groaned slightly. "Uhg, can't… breathe!" He gasped jokingly, and she let him down, cupping his cheek with one of her hands and still not letting his shoulder go with the other.
"My little bird… by Hera how you've grown…" She sighed, tilting her head in awe at her little Boy Wonder, almost grown now.
"I mitera mou," He said with a warm smile. "I have missed you." He said, and her heart simply melted.
"O gios mou! Kai egos sas." She cried, hugging him again gentler this time.
"What the-? Wait!?" Cyborg gasped, rubbing his chest plate with a grimace as he watch the two of them.
"Lady…Diana…!" Beast Boy struggled, wiggling helplessly to get free and reach them.
"Oh my heavens! Garfield, I am so sorry." She said apologetically, moving to slip the rope away from the green boy. He smiled shakily at her as he stood, stretching his limbs painfully. "I thought I recognized those green feathers, but in the heat of battle it must have slipped my mind. I did not expect to see you here," She admitted apologetically to him.
"Sorry, 'bout attacking you too. Misunderstandings, I guess!" He shrugged, wincing at the motion. "But holy heck, that rope kills!" He groaned, clutching his chest regretfully.
She laughed lightly, turning to face Nightwing in realization.
"This is a team." She said in surprise, glancing at the other heroes around the street.
He grinned. "Aunt D, you know Beast Boy," He introduced, gesturing to the green boy who waved back awkwardly, and then point behind them to where Cy was slowly getting to his feet. "That's Cyborg, who is a nice cyborg and our friend— the shadows you've been deflecting are Raven, and the red head you've been fighting is Starfire, also our friend and resident alien warrior princess. I'd thought you two would get along great under better circumstances," He explained while Diana listened and started to look properly abashed. "We call ourselves the Titans." He finished.
Diana cupped her face in her hands. "I am a fool. I have been fighting children heroes, and calling myself noble,"She sighed, before looking up at her little bird and touching the blue insignia on his chest carefully. "And you are then?"
He grinned easily. "Nightwing."
She looked like she was about to cry, but she settled for hugging him again. "Oh my little one….you and your bird themes."
"Hey!" He cried, pulling back to frown jokingly at her.
"Hey yourself!" Raven interrupted them, her and Starfire slowly approaching the small gathering with Star looking highly confused and wary at the turn of events. "Care to explain why she's on our side all of a sudden?" She snapped none-too-happily.
Wing sighed. "I'm sorry I couldn't explain right away, but we had bigger problems," He tried to defend himself, gesturing to the giant robot unconscious behind him. "But anyway… Raven, Starfire, Cyborg… meet Princess Diana, commonly known as Wonder Woman."
They all turned with wide eyes to the Amazon, who ducked her head gracefully in greeting.
She touched her forehead, and suddenly the holo-projections hiding her symbols vanished, leaving the gleaming golden rope, shining silver bracelets, and beautiful tiara holding back her flowing black hair open for them to see. Suddenly, she wasn't some lady, she was the Amazon Princess in all her might, and getting their butts handed to them by her wasn't quite so bad—in fact, they decided they actually did pretty well at holding their own considering who they were up against.
"Forgive the deceptions," She said modestly, gesturing to her bracelet rather helplessly. She turned to Nightwing with a smirk. "You father insisted I learn the art of subtlety, though in this case I don't think I shall be reporting it useful. A hindrance rather." She decided, but Nightwing paled.
"You can't tell him I'm here." He said immediately. She blinked at him.
"You… have been hiding from him." She realized again, suddenly looking not quite as joyful as before, almost hurt even.
Nightwing looked pained. "This is just great. He didn't even tell you the whole story… but, I guess it's equally my fault for not telling you either. I… have a lot to explain then." He sighed.
She looked at him carefully, seeing the way this distressed him just as much as it confused and hurt her. She decided she had waited two years to see him again, she could wait a couple hours more.
"Later." She decided, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. "For the moment, simply tell me more about this team of yours—I am curious to what my little bird has been doing for the past two years."
He grinned, glancing about at the team in excitement. The Titans didn't miss the look either, sensing that this warrior Princess was a bit more than a friend from his past, if her teary look and his child-like excitement to see her was anything to go by.
"Guys, Wonder Woman; Auntie D, the Titans," Nightwing gestured to them all as they clustered closer for proper introductions.
"My utmost apologies," Diana said sincerely to Cyborg, offering her hand to him which he took gratefully if not slightly warily. The impressions of her fists were still making his metal casings a bit sore. "I am nothing if not determined during battle, but I am afraid that often makes me…"
"A one-track mind." Nightwing offered up teasingly, and while she spared him an exasperated look, also blushed while not denying it.
"It's fine," Cy brushed it off. "Jump is pretty used to seeing me walking around, so I guess I just forget not everyone is used to your friendly neighborhood robot boy," He grinned jokingly, and she smiled gratefully back.
"Still, the Bats are always trying to reinforce for me the importance of listening and being aware, but I suppose I am not quite there yet." She sighed. Then she turned to Raven. "And you must be the sorceress behind those shadows…! That is some beautiful magic you are blessed with child." She nodded humbly.
Raven still looked like she wanted to be mad at the woman, but her deathly pale cheeks colored a bluish purple in her version of a blush at the random and strange compliment.
"Thank you." She said quietly, all her anger and comebacks suddenly sidetracked momentarily.
Diana turned to Starfire. "And my dear! Starfire is it not? You have the power of the gods on your side, and a truly worthy opponent! I am only sorry to say I ever considered you an enemy at all." She apologized.
Starfire got over it immediately and beamed happily.
"Oh! And it is a pleasure to meet you as well, Woman of Wonder! I have heard so much of you—you are the royalty of this planet and protector, yes?" She asked eagerly.
Diana chuckled at the 180 in personality. "One protector of many, yes, but I am no more royalty than any princess is when abroad from my home. For now, I am simply a servant for earth's needs." She laughed at the younger warrior's enthusiasm.
"And let me guess, today you were hunting down this thief for my father?" Nightwing asked, pointing to the robot.
Wonder Woman nodded. "Yes, he found himself rather busy this week. Ten blimps was it? With hostages?" She sighed.
"Thirteen, by the national news. And don't forget the missiles." Nightwing cackled. "He enjoys it—don't let him deny it." He snickered.
"Do we want to know?" Raven frowned.
"Joker." The Amazon and the ninja chorused with faint smirks, and the Titans just nodded in understanding.
"But, back to our main problem: how to de-nanobot this guy." Wing sighed, turning and pointing to the giant robot behind them. "The bots have encompassed his entire body and multiplied into several layers—Cy and I couldn't find any skin to inject our antidote into, though Cy's sensors say the human guy in it is still intact in the center." He explained. "I've read the files on these nanobots, and so far as I know self-regeneration and multiplication of machines—while an extraordinary and possibly hugely beneficial discovery in all branches of science—shouldn't have been possible, or at least, wasn't expected or intended at this point in their development. It poses some problems in getting them out and separating human from machine, and also raises the question of once its separated whether or not the bots will return to an ambiguous cloud, or retain the humanoid shape. They're artificially intelligent, so they may end up being like Beast Boy—only a robot that can turn into anything at any size."
"That's not good." Beast Boy said with wide eyes.
Nightwing waved their worry off. "This is only speculation and my best guess—"
"Said by a boy whose guesses are hardly ever wrong." Wonder Woman frowned, but he ignored her.
"But I happen to know Batman thinks along the same lines." He pointed out, "If we can get the thief out, he will almost surely have some way of containing them until they're perfected."
"Well. Thank heavens for your like minds then." Diana sighed. "I suppose I could assist in opening the casing by force if we can't-"
The rest of her words went unheard as the giant robot that had remained motionless up until that point abruptly came back to life. Unfortunately for all, it was Nightwing who had been standing closest to it as he gazed closely at its metal skin, searching for a way in.
With four near-simultaneous deafening cracks of grappling hook cords snapping, the giant bot lifted its arm and slashed out, colliding sharply with Nightwing and plowing him into the asphalt hard enough to crack it. Sonic cannon blasts, green plasma bolts, and dark shadows exploded in the air and knocked the robot back a little, losing its balance slightly before righting itself. The sound of more cords snapping shot through the night as it sat up properly—and then it made the biggest mistake it could've possibly made at that moment.
Its giant hand swooped low, and scooped up the dazed acrobat laying motionless on the ground from the hard hit he'd just taken. He cried out in surprised pain as he was lifted into the air, encased in a vice-like grip of solid metal, squeezing the life out of him.
The Titans didn't even have time to call out to their friend in panic before a streak of blue and white rocketed from behind them towards the threat, colliding into it with such force that the chest plate caved inward near completely with the sound of thunder booming out from a super-sonic punch of rage. The robot fell backwards to lay back from whence it'd just came, shuddering as small—but lethal—fists slammed into it as such force and speed that it could not recover.
She was everywhere, black hair flying in the night as she got her hands on every inch of the offending metal monster beneath her. The Titans were struck dumb and motionless to watch the fury being unleashed on their attacker—and Cyborg in particular couldn't help but notice that she hadn't been going quite that hard on them before. She'd been trying to knock them all out before—but now… now she was out for blood, and heaven had mercy on whoever got on Wonder Woman's bad side.
And the change was abruptly obvious when the robot finally got a hold of itself to fight back. It lurched forward between hits, swinging one fist at her that she batted away easily. It then tried to swing the fist that still had Nightwing in its hold at her, and she absolutely lost it.
The sound of the robot being plowed into the earth shook the entire street, and she let out a battle cry that sent shivered up the team's spines.
"DO. NOT. TOUCH. MY. SON." She shrieked, each word punctuated by a ferocious assault of her fist against the metal casing of the robot's head. By the last word, her foot came into play and the monster's head was knocked clean off the rest of its body with a mighty crash, revealing the dazed-looking expression of a weasel-like man inside the mountainous body around him.
Wonder Woman took no hesitation to reach down and grab him by the neck, yanking him straight out of the contraption (rather painfully too it seemed, by his girly shriek) and lift her prize triumphantly into the air. Then, she cocked her fist once more and punched him square in the jaw—much gentler than she'd been punching the robot, but still enough so that he was clearly out cold when she dropped him gracelessly to the ground as she stomped furiously from the disintegrating rubble of smashed metal parts around her.
The team could only stare, but she seemed to not notice as she quickly floated over towards where the robot's giant fist had landed lifelessly, and immediately ripped it to pieces with her bare hands, carelessly tossing huge chunks of metal over her shoulders and not looking to see where they'd flown off to.
Nightwing came tumbling out of the now disassembled grip, groaning a little as he wrapped an arm around his rib cage.
"Pouláki mou eísai kalá?" She cried out, and Nightwing looked up at her, and then at the robot and flashed a wild grin.
Cyborg just turned to the team beside him and grumbled darkly, "Remind me not to get on her bad side."
000
So, I figured since Wonder Woman is all for the Greek Gods and stuff, she'd know Greek, and since Dick knows, like, dozens of languages and this is his surrogate mother we're talking about, he'd know Greek too. And then, since Greek is written in symbols (I think) I wrote it out how it's said phonetically (according to Google translate, don't judge). From now on, if I use it, translations will always be down here.
I mitera mou = My mother.
O gios mou! Kai egos ssas. = My son! And I you.
Pouláki mou eísai kalá? = Little one, are you ok?