S/N: Magic always has a price remember...
She feels dizzy for a moment then stumbles before someone grips her shoulder.
"What is going on?" asks Diana.
"Welcome to Amphitheater Miss Prince."
"Where am I?" she asks.
"I just told you, your act is tonight, best get ready."
She looks puzzled as to what is going on now yet as she enters her dressing some of it starts to make sense. She opens the wardrobe to reveal a dark blue-black dress, a pair of stockings laid out, the shoes look exquisite, but something seems strange still as she wonders how she got to the doorway to this place. As she dresses up, this is all feels strangely familiar except it is not so as she walks pass several posters each of her or someone she seems to know yet for all the strangeness there is still a level of familiarity especially with the name of this place. It is a full house tonight, she did and did not know what the expression means at all. As she passes the waitresses shuffling about the tables, they all look familiar yet again.
The one with the slightly orange and red hair is Sharon if she remembers right. As for the blond that is Darla, the three very different looking brunettes are Holland, Zahra, and Daisy. There is another familiar woman except she is the bartender, her name is Tasha. The way the hair fell over one Tasha's eyes got her attention more than the others, she had seen it before, but where except she is about go on stage. She starts to sing while slowly shifting her hips as she runs her fingertips along the microphone pole.
Something about that man watching from the darkened booth up high away from her is curious yet as she catches his eyes' they are just white without any color. She keeps singing and he still stares at her. It is on one hand charming to be stared at like one is caught up in the sound of her voice yet in the other it bothersome to find some level of concern by wondering about his physical appearance. The song is mesmerizing most of the audience yet no way to tell his reaction without seeing much of his appearance. She twirls in step as if remembering something else, somewhere else.
Life bound by mistakes and regrets
Except you, without you so cold
Feel stupid for the mistakes, forgive me please
Will you do this, my love please do so
It is not the same without you
To fight for, to live for, to love always
Gods know I never thought it possible
Yet there you were again and again
You like shadows and eyes with depth
Every encounter, every collision
Self-discovery in your arms
Never listen to claims that you have no spirit...
Your past was a mystery to me
You hid your troubles well
Things so unclear without you
To be seen so down and naked
And be given that look that you knew
Only asking that you stay with me
What is there for me to do alone?
Living forever doesn't work.
Where to go from here?
Nowhere else to want when with you
Why was it you?
Doesn't seem to matter when I kiss you
It's been said all men are the same
I'd have to object with all that you do
You are an exception on the way down
Hard not to sway against you
You know I want you
Written all over me
I can see your interest
So whatcha gonna do now?
Until you nothing stops me
Everything else starts anew
Makes me want to dress this way
Just to catch your attention
Notice me noticing you
Even if we never met
I would still miss you
So love me while there's time
Cos I know you do with those eyes
She sways some more showing a bit more between the slits in her dress, not that she is showing off, just some times when having a good time, it feels better to ignore the crowd just a little. After she finishes there is uproar, she smiles, licks her lips a bit, and asks for some water so Daisy brings her some before knowingly directing to the dark mysterious stranger at the back of the room.
As she sits down next to him, she begins to realize that his appearance compels him to stay out of the light, as he looks hair then most, his physicality is also imposing in the sense that he looks like he could handle at least eight fighters at once. He tries to speak except she kisses him instead for reasons unknown to her yet after she does, he seems to take off, she sits looking confused, and so Daisy sits next to her later.
"He doesn't know what he is running from."
"I wish I could be certain of that one."
"Then find him somehow, he must have an address."
"You are right Daisy."
"Go to him okay."
She runs out to her car, not bothering to change her clothes after trying to find out more about him from the doorman, but all she could learn was he lived in Gotham, which is a long drive from here. As she is about to leave, the others try to block her from leaving, except not the waitresses she recognizes, they fend off the others, and so she makes it for her car even as her 'boss' tries to intercept her.
She flips on the radio as she drives and the song is again familiar, not sure how except it goes…
…Hard to believe it
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
The taste of her breath, I'll never get over
And the noises that she made kept me awake
The weight of the things that remains unspoken
Built up so much, it crushed us every day
Every night you cry yourself to sleep
Thinking, why does this happen to me?
Why does every moment have to be so hard?
Hard to believe it
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
Of all the things I've felt I've never really showed
Perhaps the worst is that I ever let you go
I should not ever let you go
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
It's not over tonight
Just give me one more chance to make it right
I may not make it through the night
I won't go home without you
And I won't go home without you…
She knows the song from somewhere, she heard it somewhere before, except something is blocking her from remembering where or how or who even played it for her. She keeps driving right until the car runs out of fuel and after that she walks in heels even as it starts to rain. She wants, she needs to find this stranger even as he left her at the nightclub, and even so her makeup runs a little with slight tears and raindrops. Her hair goes damp after walking so long in the rain and so her dress is pretty soaked by the time she makes to these strange gates at the front of what she believes is his property.
She works way pass the gate after somehow finding a way to handle the lock yet even as she is on the property she wonders why he might not be calling the police, but of course he seems some withdrawn and privacy oriented so maybe he does not do that to people. Somehow she remembers another song that the same someone played for her once some time ago.
…Her hair was pressed against her face,
her eyes were red with anger
Enraged by things unsaid and empty beds and bad behavior
Something's gotta change
It must be rearranged, oh
I'm sorry, I did not mean to hurt my little girl
It's beyond me, I cannot carry the weight of the heavy world
So goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, hope that things work out all right, yeah
Whoa
The room was silent as we all tried so hard to remember
The way it feels to be alive
The day that he first met her
Something's gotta change
Things cannot stay the same
You make me think of someone wonderful, but I can't place her
I wake up every morning wishing one more time to face her
Something's gotta change
It must be rearranged, oh
I'm sorry, I did not mean to hurt my little girl
It's beyond me, I cannot carry the weight of a heavy world
So goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, hope that things work out all right
So much to love
So much to learn
She gently bangs at first on the front door, but as the rain is louder than that now, she starts really banging until her hands hurt and she stomps foot forgetting how badly heel tips can react to wet ground and slip landing on her hips while also hitting her head. Someone opens the door, it is him, and he carries her inside, and sets to treating her head injury. She notices his hands, they may not look human, but some part of her does not care as they feel go gentle and cautious to her.
He brings blankets after stoking the fire, she is reluctant to undress with him near, but he is apparently not shy or entirely proper about it. She faces away pulling down the dress, she hears sounds suggestive that he is enjoying her figure, so she looks back noting some familiar about the way he is looking at her now just as it was familiar when he would follow her on stage with his eyes. She tries to kiss him again even though she is wearing a lot less now and he does not run away this time. He instead returns her kiss with equal intensity yet as they continue to kiss, something else occurs to her, that neither of them is really here instead this is an illusion made by something supernatural.
However right now she just wants him for reasons she can't and won't explain to herself. She pins him against the furry rug beneath them near the warm fireplace. He grins ever so much at her panting and she kisses him deeply to respond to the way that he is caressing her back with his somewhat rough fingers. She rolls over on her back as he takes the lead and she sighs rather loudly as he smiles with a touch of smirking at this sound. The way her hair falls against her face as she moves into this position almost seems to be exciting him so he starts kissing her neck and shoulder. She never remembers this happening before, but the more aggressive he gets, the more she almost scratches him for how good it feels to her.
As she does scratch him, he groans just a little, for he is used to the kind of physical pain that hurts, but not the nearly pleasurable pain. She bites his lip before tussling with him on the rug and he finishes undressing her before making her gasp really loud for his physical roughness. She really does scratch him more, which only drives him on before she notices that his face had contorted to something almost like the mythical fanged creatures in human form. She pushes him away noticing bites on her when she thought he was just being coy.
"What are you?"
"Don't you recognize me?"
"No, you seem familiar, but the rest doesn't add up."
"When you love someone it is not math."
"Why didn't you tell me before that you were?"
"I wasn't born this way, it happened after my parents' death."
"How exactly?" she asks.
"I was bitten by a bat or I thought it was one and eventually I developed these preternatural powers. It is hard to restrain from feeding to the point of almost killing. I have struggled with not killing, not giving into the darkness for years now. I keep going to your club."
"Why my club?" she asks with stronger curiosity.
"I enjoy your singing."
She runs her finger through her hair and he weakly smiles after wiping off his mouth. She kisses him again and somehow knows he won't harm her, not intentionally if she retains belief in his resistance to do her harm. He treads carefully knowing that he must not harm her because he is in love with her. She can hear him humming something, which is enough to distract her urge to kiss him more. The song is familiar even with just a hum.
Beneath the branches in any season
Mindful of things all too usual
Stuck between awake and asleep
Backwards than forwards in step
Something to stay for
Here I lie, could join or depart
When should I if ever just go
Only skyward she flies
No need of wings
Loveliness is its own magic
Even she could feel that
Eternity or now, still the same
All this life by strands and threads
Time to the end is near and far
So cut loose into someone else
Moonlight descends soon
Hold close as nightmares surround
Take my hand for the save
Even on the fall safer in you
So it seems a fantasy
You taste too real to ignore
Hearts take risk just to love
Meet me halfway my darling
As she blinks, she is running towards someone with a sword in hand, but the figure is not deflecting her just standing there fearless and worried at the same time. She blinks again realizing she is aiming a sword at him of all people before she trembles just a little dropping it and running to him. The Amazons were fighting all around them as 'Medea' fights Donna, who connects to her memory as one of the waitresses, Daisy. There is a poof besides them as Zatanna appears with Dinah and Helena.
"I see you finally got her to come around," says Bruce.
"It was not all me Bruce," answers Zatanna.
"I mean looking like that for awhile I had doubts, but something was going on."
"Put it this way coming up with a reality simulator spell is not easy."
"I know, but what else was there left to try."
"She could have easily killed you in that form, but I made sure the spell linked the two of you."
"Meaning what exactly?"
"I saw you there in that place and put it this way, you being you of course even though I had no idea it was you exactly."
"You know who is responsible for his short lived transformation right?"
"Circe!"
Diana quite upset yet ready to fight tackles 'Medea' before she reverts only to express frustration that her trick failed to do its work. Themis takes the opportunity to bind Circe since the nature of the bargain she made with Hades has come to light in the sense that she technically did violate the rule regarding Hippolyta by interfering in Amazonian power dynamics by impersonating an Amazon to lead a coup d'état. The two vanish as Circe tries to debate the technicality as for the others that followed Circe, they are locked away under guard for the time being.
"Forgive me my love," says Diana.
"Both of us were affected by her magic, no need to feel bad," answers Bruce.
"Just say it please."
"No need to plead, just come here."
He kisses her deeply to remind her of that first night that they were back together and she bites his lip to remind him of how much she misses him even after being back together this long.
"I worried when I was thrown from the freighter."
"I was surprised to have survived the sinking, but I owe Aquaman for that one."
"He got to you in time?"
"He heard of the sinking, but he has in his own coup to handle."
"His brother I take it."
"Yes Orm is leading an uprising in order to have their people come in on Ra's side."
"Then we must hurry."
"I'm coming with you," calls out Donna.
"The quickest way is if I can is teleport us using magic," continues Zatanna.
"I'm going to loan you this," remarks Hippolyta.
"You can't mean?" asks Diana.
"Yes, this is the Staff of Penthesilea, my sister and the queen before me who would have died to save her lover Achilles, but in turn to do so she had to become mortal during the Trojan War. She died under the assumed identity of Briseis, which made her a cousin of the valiant Hector."
"I'm sure we'll put it to good use."
"I know you will, I will send others if I can spare them from the recovery here."
"I think we can manage, but if you can that would be appreciated."
The five heroines and the one hero disappear to the sound of multiple whooshes.
"Gods be with you my daughters and those bold mortal fighters especially Batman."
A/N 1: Circe cast on a spell on Bruce turned him into something supernatural but it makes him no less attractive or loved by a certain Amazonian. So Zatanna with a little help from the Goddesses temporarily traps both of them in a pocket reality in order to give her time to work out what happens, but the trick won't hold forever so she'll have to work it out sooner rather than later. As for the songs, two of them are Maroon 5 songs and the other two I kind of made up based on poems I wrote.
A/N 2: So I pulled something of a quick thread by only having Circe around for at least two segments so far, but like with Atlantis, this situation at Themyscira is just a piece of larger puzzle falling together as a diversion to what Ra's is up to. As for the nightclub Amphitheater, it is a reverse version of what happens with them in Little Miss Piggy.
A/N 3: Staff of Penthesilea, it is kind of made up as a supernatural tool of a weapon, good for long range teleportation, especially if you need to get to say Atlantis. As for Penthesilea, she did exist in mythology as a sister to Hippolyta, so I reinsert her into this reality in a similar role except she was one of those women who left the island at one point to see Man's World, while there, she got caught up in the Trojan War, met and fell in love with Achilles. In order to stay there with him according to Athena she had to give up immortality, she did, but of course this did not save him.
A/N 4: The mythology of Penthesilea paints her as a queen of the Amazons, who fought Achilles, and lost in battle to him though not before her abilities and beauty distracted him. However we can suppose that the real her in this storyline was still a Queen but fell in love with a mortal then gave up immortality for him. However even with their deaths, their love survives, and this is only a 'historic note', not a 'prophecy.'