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Shayera smiled softly as she looked back at Themyscira from the seat of Diana's jet, already in her Angelus form, brushing her long blonde hair from her eyes as she watched the only true home she'd had in many years vanish into the distance. If she was honest it always saddened her slightly to have to leave Themyscira, but she had to to protect her home, her sisters, her mother and most of all her lover, and she would do anything to keep those she loved safe. Her head shot round as she heard Diana speaking into the communicator.
"Batman, Aurora here, do we have any news on the Watchtower and the man who attacked it" the Princess asked, her slightly Italian sounding voice bringing a smile to Shayera's lips, it was rather confusing when your lover sounded and looked different at some times, but Shayera had become used to it by now and no matter how Diana ever looked or sounded she'd love the Princess exactly the same.
"None" came the growling response, the Dark Knight seeming to be in a grumpier mood than usual, "But I need you and Venelia to drop the other leaguers off and head towards London, we've received a message from one of the local heroes, Spring Heeled Jack, that Circe's on the loose. I take it Venelia still has her mace?", Shayera giving the communicator a glare at the way Bruce sarcastically used her alter ego name before smirking when Diana replied
"We're on our way, Matches", both women able to almost feel the patented 'Batglare' through the communicator at her comment, Diana giving a small chuckle before lifting the communicator, switching it off and pulling back on the control stick, the jet shooting off towards the Metrotower
Rorschach growled softly as he wrapped his knuckles against the penthouse door. He had analyzed the situation, his body was still healing from the damages Doctor Manhattan had caused, and Batman was one of the most dangerous heroes in existence, if he wanted to make a point then it would be better to take out an equally famous but less dangerous hero, and to be blunt he still had a bone to pick with this one. Growling under his breath Rorschach lifted his hand again, rapping his knuckles against the wood, this time rewarded by a loud grumbling and crashing from inside, seconds later the door opening to show a sleepy and disheveled blonde man, Rorschach using the same voice he used as the Question for now.
"Hello Oliver, may I come inside?". If he had a sense of humor he probably would have laughed at the look on Oliver Queen's face, his face a perfect mixture of confusion, hope and disbelief.
"Question? Is that you?" he asked, seeing Rorschach nodding, slowly stepping back as he tried to make sense of what he'd just seen, closing the door behind the deadly vigilante as he stepped inside. "How did y-" he began to ask before he was cut off b a fist slamming into his gut with enough force to lift him into the air, Rorschach's elbow flying out and smashing into his nose, causing him to stumble back, holding his broken nose, smashing into the mirror. In a swift motion Vic slid down and grabbed a large shard of broken glass from the floor, his other fist crashing against Ollie's temple, causing him to stumble, in an instant Rorschach's hand shooting up, slashing open the Green Arrow's throat.
"Why?" Oliver gasped out, choking on his own blood as he fell to the floor, looking up helplessly at the man he once thought of as a friend.
"Because your a loose end" Rorschach growled, his voice sounding like broken glass on sandpaper, stepping on the man's hand before sliding out the door, leaving his once friend to die alone in his own penthouse
Diana jumped from the hatch of her jet, allowing herself to free fall before stopping her decent inched from concrete of the alley, Shayera sliding down after her, holding her old mace in one hand, the two deciding since it was common knowledge that Hawkgirl had gone to Themyscira with Wonder Woman, to simply claim they'd borrowed it.
"So where's that local hero then?" Shayera asked her lover, glancing around the ally, jumping as she heard a voice from the darkness behind them whisper
"Here". Turning the two Amazons saw Spring Heeled Jack stepping towards them, his voice a slightly accented hiss. He was strangely Devil-like in appearance, wearing a black cloak around himself with a black cap adorning his head, a pasty white mask hiding his features, twisted into a grin similar to that of the Joker, his red eyes resembling two balls of fire. A Kevlar suit was noticeable beneath the cloak, a long metallic claw attacked to each of his fingers, clinking against one another in an ominous tone. Even after years of being a teammate to Batman both Amazons felt slightly unnerved by this demonic looking vigilante. "I take it you are the Amazons sent to assist the battle against Circe" he asked, Diana nodding slowly.
"Good, we believe she has been forcing the other main villains out of London, only Druid and Gentleman Ghost remain, what it is she wants here we are unsure, personally I have three main theories as to what she might want. The Thirteen Treasures of Britain, the Ogham Circles and the Glain Neidyr are all incredibly powerful magical artifacts which would no doubt draw the witch's attention" Spring Heeled Jack told them, Shayera looking a little confused, not knowing so much about earth magic though Diana gave a serious nod.
"I agree with one theory, if Circe could gain control of the Glain Neidyr she could potentially use their magic to boost her own to the level of a demi-god, the Ogham Circles and Thirteen Treasures would be nigh on worthless to her as they would conflict with her own powers" Diana replied, Shayera giving her lover and their demonic ally a slightly irritated look.
"Would someone please tell me what Glain Neidyr are?" she asked, Diana chuckling slightly at this and leaning down to give her lover a quick peck on the lips, the blonde Amazon's annoyance fading instantaneously as she felt her lover's lips on her own.
"The Glain Neidyr, or Hag Stone, is a perfect and nearly see through crystal created by the Celtic gods to try and prevent this country being taken over by the Roman armies and the Roman gods, it has massive potential powers, if Circe were to add it's power to her own there would be nearly no stopping her" Diana explained, Shayera's eyebrows raising worriedly, she'd never fought Circe herself, but knew she'd turned Diana into a pig with no effort at all (which had explained Diana's sudden vegetarianism which appeared at the time and her reluctance to explain why she had chosen not to eat meat). With the Hag Stone... Shayera shuddered to think what she could do.
"Then lets shut up and find that stone first" she told the other two sternly, head shooting round as Jack cleared his throat.
"Before you set off on a wild goose chase, I should probably tell you it's on display at the Natural History Museum under the watchful eye of my fellow hero, The Shadow" he rasped out, voice barely a whisper
Joker growled softly, he'd been in Gotham for longer than he could possibly remember, ever since his accident as Red Hood which had turned him from Jack Napier, a common hit man for the mob, into Joker, The Clown Prince of Crime, he'd been top dog in this city. Oh other villains may have had their shot, Two-Face, Riddler, Hush, Scarecrow, they'd all been close to annihilating the city but when it came down to it he called the shots, Joker controlled this town. But now, the Mystery Blue Man had killed many of his rivals and would no doubt be after him soon. And then there was the faceless vigilante who'd killed that Robin Hood wannabe, Green Arrow, not to mention Rupert Thorne, one of Pengy's friends. All in all Gotham was becoming even more dangerous for the 'supervillains' like himself, than the ordinary people.
"HARLEY!" he bellowed, his favorite little blonde henchgirl flipping into the room.
"Yes Mista J?" she asked entusiastically, the bleached man smirking softly.
"Spread the word, I want to meet with the remaining Gotham villains, Riddler, Two Face, Penguin, Catwoman, Scarecrow, anyone who you can scrounge, even your plant crazy friend" he growled, Harley shivering softly. She'd only ever heard her 'Mista J' sounding this serious once before, that was when he had been telling her his past, back before she fell in love with him.
"Sure thing Mista J" she murmured softly, Joker smiling at her, hand reaching out to stroke her chin
"And make sure to stock up on some tuna, I still want to see if Cats and Pengy'll fight over a fish" he whispered, the two maniac clowns giggling together
Shayera's grip tightened around the handle of her mace, eyes darting around the massive stone hall of the Natural History Museum of London, in the semi-darkness the massive skeleton of the Diplodocus which loomed over her looking half alive, feeling Diana's hand on her shoulder, giving it a quick squeeze before they slid further into the majestic building. Almost instantly the lights flickering on, both Amazons stiffening as they each felt their helmets move slightly as a pistol pressed against the back of their heads, a dark voice growling.
"Who are you?", Jack choosing this moment to slide out of the shadows in front of the fourth vigilante.
"Stand down Lamont, they are with me. As Amazons they are the best hope to battle Circe" he hissed out softly, Diana spinning and thrusting her foot out to slam the 'man' in the stomach, he vanished instantly though, reappearing on top of the main stairs behind the dinosaur skeleton.
"That's not Shadow" Diana hissed, both her and Shayera's fists clenching, the blonde finishing for her
"That's Circe".With a war-cry, reminiscent of her earliest days as Hawkgirl Shayera flung herself through the air towards Circe, the form of the Shadow dissipating in an instant, replaced by a woman in a long green dress with a golden trim, holding up a gold staff in one hand, in the other she held a perfect crystal, her hair long and an inhuman purple.
"So now their sending Amazons, well I think I know the perfect spell to put on an Amazon, it'll take you out of the action for months" Circe smirked, lifting her staff just as Shayera hurled her mace. A lilac colored spell bolt shot from Circe's staff, shooting through the air, the light plunging into Shayera's stomach, throwing the Amazon to the ground with a grunt as the mace flew through the air, smashing into the stone and shattering it, within seconds Diana flying beside her lover, the blonde seeming to have been knocked unconscious by the blast, a shock of pain lancing through Diana for a second as their fingers touched, like electricity lancing down to her stomach, collapsing on top of Shayera, equally unconscious, the last thing she saw being Circe vanishing with a scream of rage and Spring Heeled Jack leaping towards them before blackness overwhelmed her.
'Several Hours Later'
Diana groaned softly, this was the second time in the last two weeks she'd woken up in a hospital bed with an IV stuck into her arm and her lover lying alongside her in the same position. Softly the Amazon Princess groaned, her body was aching horrendously, worst of all within her stomach, she had absolutely no clue what type of spell she and Shayera had been hit with, but whatever it was it was doing a number on her. Slowly and tiredly she lifted a hand and lifted it in front of her face to try and block out the bright lights of the infirmary, slowly turning her head to look over at where Shayera lay, her face obscured by her beautiful blonde hair, like a neglected halo, Diana's eyes scanning her lover's vitals, able to see Shayera seemed to be perfectly healthy, though still unconscious. Diana didn't understand, Circe had said her spell would take them out of 'the action' for months, yet right now it didn't seem to have done anything more than knock them both out.
Slowly Diana forced herself to sit up, she was tired and aching but she wasn't going to spend another minute lying in a cot if she could help it, she hated being confined second only to Shayera, and as a result had detested the last stay after the attack on the watchtower, yanking the IV from her arm and watching as the cut healed itself quickly, head shooting round as Shayera groaned softly, Diana sliding to the edge of the bed and standing, feeling slightly wobbly as she stepped over to Shayera.
"How much did I drink last night?" came a groaning voice as Shayera's hand lifted to her forehead, Diana slowly sitting down beside her lover, leaning down to kiss the beautiful Amazon on the cheek.
"How are you feeling angel?" she whispered concernedly and adoringly as she gently slid the IV from Shayera's arm, the other Amazon lifting herself to sit up, rubbing her head softly
"Like Grundy, Darkseide, Clark and Doomsday decided to use me as a punching bag" she groaned, one hand moving to her stomach, "I'm really really sore here too". Diana gave a small wince, she'd been ignoring the same soreness near her stomach, it was driving her nuts. "How about you my wonderful Princess?" Shayera asked in a much more concerned and loving tone, Diana winceing softly
"I have the same soreness, I'm aching all over and I'm rather tired still" Diana replied, her hand moving to carefully stroke over her lover's stomach, leaning down to plant a kiss on Shayera's stomach. "I was so worried about you my angel, I thought I was going to lose you" she admitted softly and slightly scaredly, Shayera's hand moving to take her own and give her a careful conforting squeeze.
"It takes much more than a purple haired bimbo with a stick to take me out" Shayera replied gently, raising a hand to Diana's cheek "I love you Diana, and I don't care what happens, I will never leave you, I shall always be here for you, as long as I live", Diana's beautiful sapphire eyes sparkling slightly with tears as she whispered
"I love you too Shayera, and I shall never leave you either", allowing Shayera to draw her in to a passionate kiss, two pairs of eyes sparkling with tears, two emotional women kissing one another and giving each other all the love they had, the two immortal lovers slowly breaking apart, Diana's voice a whisper "Take me to bed Shayera and make love to me my angel"
A/N: First of all the oneshot I mentioned last chapter is up and my channel (please take a look at that sometime). And second we've just hit 1000 views on this story, so thanks to all the people reading this (yes I know I sound incredibly corny saying that). Also Spring Heeled Jack is my OC since to my knowledge there aren't any british heroes in DC comics from the last thousand years or so, if you know of any please tell Shadow is Lamont Cranston, the pulp hero from the 1930s and was the inspiration for Batman, I know he's not actually from DC comics but I felt it was right to add him. Also the lilac spell and the resulting shock to Diana will have long term effects, feel free to guess what they are. Still looking for suggestions. Please Review