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The whole world has warped itself into a great, big, black void. I choke from the lack of oxygen in the air, yet somehow, I still remain alive. A piercing pain rushes from the tip of my head, down to the very end of my toes, before abruptly dispersing. I kick my legs in order to try and break the surface, of whatever it is that I am in, but it is no use. I'm not going anywhere. The surrounding environment coils itself tightly around my body, weaving its way back and forth across the surface of my skin, squeezing me. I feel helplessly lost, and trapped. Figures, and images faintly shine in the dark, but I am only able to catch a glimpse of them in my peripheral vision. It's almost as if they don't wish to be seen by me.

Desperately, I try to reach out into this sea of black, hoping to grasp unto some shred of reality, but everything just turns to liquid in my fingers. In the back of my mind, I believe that this must be the end. After all the fighting and struggling... There is nothing more to hold unto.

Then without warning, something within me begins to burn. Something, that does not allow for me to give up, surges through my very being. I'm suddenly ignited with a persistent fire of survival.

You must fight Diana. You must...

My lungs scream for air, my fingers throb with a cold numbness, and my head pounds with a dull ache, yet this voice in my head urges me to fight on. Shaking my head, and clenching my hands, I try once more to move to the surface. My body yells at me to stop, but my heart and soul will me to go on.

Finally, I can see something. There, up above, two lights burn amidst the dark ink of black. One is brighter, and warmer than the other, but they both offer a sense of safety and security. As I wade closer, I am able to distinguish that they are, not in fact windows of light, but actual, human forms.

Bruce... Kal... They both stand before me, legs shoulder width apart, head bowed forward,and fists loosely clenched at their sides. A thin wall of the black water, is the only thing that is separating us from each other. Neither of them move for a single moment. It is as if they have been trapped within a moment of time. Frozen within their own sphere of doom. Then I notice something that I had not noticed before. It's in their posture, their position and disposition. Somehow, all of it is... Different.

Their shoulders are sloped downward, as if they are carrying an impossible burden. Their knuckles are white from the extreme tension in their hands, and their muscles are stiff and tense in form. Slowly, they each begin to raise their heads. First their chins, then their lips, and then their noses become exposed to the light, but before I can see their eyes, I am suddenly thrust backwards. They are gone within a single moment of time...

My eyes snap open. My heart beat is racing. Quickly I stretch an arm to the other side of the bed only to find it…

Empty... But still warm. I breath out a sigh of relief. I'd be lying to myself, if I were to say that I wasn't disappointed at his absence, but he's Bruce. He has a tendency of disappearing. Closing my eyes, I take in a deep breath, and slow my heart beat.

Suddenly I feel a warm nose touching my right hand, and I can't help but smile in response. Taking a deep breath, and once more opening my eyes, I greet Kal with a soft scratch behind the ears.

"Morning Kal." I murmur to him under my breath. Gazing into his eyes, I come to find concern. Concern for me that is. I must have cried out in my sleep for him to feel like this. Raising myself to my elbows, I look down at him. He reaches up, and places a paw on my hand. It's the universal sign signaling that he is here to listen to me talk. He wants me to know that if I wish to share what it is that has been bothering me, he's all ears.

I take a deep breath, and move into a sitting position. "I know Kal, but right now I need to help you first. Then..." I look at him once more. "Then we can talk." I lean down and place a small kiss on his forehead. Rising from my bed, and heading to the shower, I miss the all too clear expression on his face. An expression of deep... love and concern.


Once I am rinsed, dried, and dressed I decide to go hunt down Bruce with Kal at my side. It doesn't take long before me and Kal find him. He is in front of the teleportation bay, pacing the room restlessly. At our entrance he pauses, looks at me, and then continues to pace aimlessly.

I shake my head slowly. Same old Bruce. Kal stares at Bruce with a "you have got to be kidding me" look. I know exactly how he feels.

"You do know that there's no way you can go down there right?" I ask with a raised brow.

A loud rumble emits from deep within his throat in answer, yet he does not break his stride. I let out a slight sigh of frustration, and rub my forehead. It's too early to be dealing with this now, and an ice mocha sounds really good at the moment.

"Well, while you stay here Kal and I are going to go to the cafeteria. Once you get tired of walking around in circles, feel free to join us."

With that being said we walk right back out of the room and head straight for the mocha machine. Once I have created the delectable drink to perfection, I make my way toward the lounge room to try and relax, while enjoying my little treat.

Halfway there I sense the presence of a creature lurking in the shadows a bit sulkily. I smirk into my drink, knowing that Bruce is non-too happy with the fact that he can't go to Gotham.

Sipping my ice mocha, I watch Bruce out of the corner of my eye as he trails into the room after us, and leaps up to sit on the chair seated across from me. He stretches his body full length across the couch, and stares shamelessly at me with his piercing green eyes. I am not bothered by this; in fact I sort of welcome it. This is the most I have seen of the Dark Knights eyes, and I plan on enjoying it while I can.

I shift in my seat, crossing one leg over the other and rest my elbow on the arm rest of my chair, before leaning my head on the palm of my hand. I watch curiously as Bruce's eyes instantly lock unto my legs as they gracefully move.

Now that's something I'll have to talk about with him in the future.

I let out a sigh, and think over the conversation I had with Zatanna.

What am I going to do with these two?

A thought instantly strikes me and I shoot up straight. Bruce hardly moves at my abrupt movement. Even as a tiger, he has the same personality. Kal however, is on high alert, watching me intently, his ears twitching around for any sort of sound that may mean trouble.

Why had I not thought of this before?

Perhaps because you were too emotionally overwhelmed and upset to think straight? I think unhappily to myself.

My eyes lock with those of Bruce, and I can tell that he knows he won't like what I am about to tell him.

"It looks like we are going to need to ring a certain Butler."

And I am right. His eyes flash dangerously, and he gives his body a violent shake before growling lowly.

"Oh, hush." I tell him, while drawing myself out of the comfort of the chair. Soon I am already flying out through the doors, and am heading toward the Monitor womb.

Kal instantly bounds up off of his chair and gallops after me, leaving Bruce to brood on his couch alone. A few minutes pass before he begrudgingly follows.


"Hello Diana. How has our… Guests been fairing?" J'onn asks in greeting, as I fly through the monitor doors with Kal trailing in behind me.

"As far as I can tell, they are fine. For the moment that is." I reply casting my eyes over to Kal quickly, before fully entering the room and stopping midair behind the Martian Man hunter's chair. Absent-mindedly I view the screens, grateful that, at the moment they show no signs of high alert threats occurring on earth.

"J'onn I need your help. I'm here because I need to contact Alfred." J'onn nods his head in understanding before typing in some commands. Not long after, a small window box pops up on the screen. A live video feed of Alfred begins to stream through, and I smile at seeing him well.

"You're Highness, J'onn" He says formally, while nodding in greeting as he says each of our names.

"Good to see you Alfred," I cal out in greeting. "I'm sorry to have to bother you, but a situation has occurred that involves Bruce." He lets out a sigh, and his mouth turns downward at the corners of his mouth, creating a slight frown.

"Please don't tell me that Master Bruce has been found streaking amongst the City of Gotham again! I tell you the things he does to help keep up the persona of a billionaire playboy! It's horrifying. One would think that I taught him no manners whatsoever."

I cover my mouth, in an attempt to try and hide the small smile that is beginning to tug at the corner of my lips, at the mere thought of Batman running naked through the streets. Alfred's moustache twitches at my expression, and he clears his throat none too subtly. Quickly, I compose myself, and continue.

"No Alfred. Bruce hasn't been doing that, thankfully." I say amusingly, despite the blush that has begun to creep up unto my cheeks.

"So he's wearing clothes at the moment." He asks with an inquiring gaze.

I bite my bottom lip. "Well, not exactly." I say slowly.

His eyebrow quirks slightly at this, and his expression is one of slight confusion.

"Please do tell me, why in heavens name is he not?" He demands, with furrowed brows.

Now it's my turn to clear my throat. Hesitantly I rub the toe of my right boot on the floor. My forehead creases as I try to break the news to Alfred in the best way that I possibly can. Thankfully J'onn speaks up, and does it for me.

"I am afraid that Bruce has found himself in a most unusual predicament. In which case, he has become transformed into a tiger by the one and only known Circe." J'onn finishes.

His eyes widen ever so slightly at the news, and once again his moustache twitches. The mirth can plainly be seen in his eyes. I breathe out a sigh of relief, with the knowlegde that he has handled the news better than I thought he would.

"My word, what did Bruce do this time to get himself involved -quite literally- in this mess?" He asks, his tone having once more become serious.

"Demand that he come with us on a mission since it was located within his city." I answer flatly.

"Master Bruce always did have a stubborn streak, and I take it that him being a tiger doesn't change that at all?" I smile at the hopeful tone in his voice.

"No Alfred. I'm afraid not, he is as stubborn as ever, perhaps even more so." I reply, recalling to mind where it is that I had found him earlier this morning. Even becoming a tiger would not stop him from wanting to go down and patrol his city.

"Now dear was there something that you wanted to talk to me about, besides what we have just been discussing?" He asks. Alfred may be old, but that just means he's all the wiser.

"Yes. I wanted to discuss living arrangements. I know that you will definitely want Bruce to come live with you in the Manor, but would you also consider having me and Kal along for the ride? He, unfortunately, has found himself in the same dilemma as Bruce."

"Absolutely, I shall prepare the rooms right now, just teleport down whenever you are ready." Alfred remarks with a friendly smile.

"Thank you Alfred." I reply with a slight sigh of relief.

He inclines his head forward. "My dear you are friends of Bruce, therefore you are definitely friends of mine. What else would I do, but help you out?" And with those last words, the screen goes black.


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