Chapter 8: This Isn't Over
The party last for another hour before it disbanded. Clark had to go back to Metropolis to get enough sleep for work. Shayera got bored and left. Flash went to his quarters to get some sleep before his monitor duty shift while Diana went to the kitchen to get an ice mocha. Once Diana was in her quarters; she saw something on her dresser. It was a small glass bottle with a silver liquid inside and it was on a yard string, so it could be worn as a necklace. She went over to it, picked it up, and turned it around to see an inscription on it. It said, "Pour in circle to summand us."
It was ten o'clock eastern time. Mnemosyne was with the god of dreams, and both were in front of his pool of dreams in a world outside the bounders of our own.
"You sure that was a good idea?" the dream god asked.
"Yes," Mnemosyne told him. "They're going to ask questions that only we can answer. And when pour the liquid in the circle it will cause us, both, to appear."
"But why would you go to me with their joys and not show them it in Tartarus?" Morpheus asked.
"Because that would be too much on their heads," the memory goddess told him. "I couldn't show them all at the same time because if I did I would melt their brains. I figured I would show them the pains in Tartarus and the joys in dreams. Besides, they all could use some good dreams." They looked into the dream pool. She took out nine bottles, each with a name on them and they all contained yellow liquid. "Here." She gave them to Morpheus. "These are the joys of all the leaguers as well as Hippolyta and Aresia. You can show them the joys in any order you want. BUT you have to show ALL of them each others joys. Do you agree to the terms?" Morpheus looked at her, still holding the bottles in his hands.
"Of course," Morpheus said. "Anything, for my favorite goddess." He was flirting with her again.
"O, stop," Mnemosyne said gently. Morpheus then began to get the memory to dream transfer ready. She then looked at Diana, who was to be the first victim of transfer. "You were wrong, Diana. As was the rest of the league and the other two Amazons. You thought that Tartarus was the end but it was only the beginning. For last time it was the pain and your basic origins but this time it will be the true joys. You should have listened to your instincts, Princess. They were right." She then turned away from the dream pool and walked away.
"This isn't over."
The End of One is the Being of Another
Note: The sequel I will make for this is the one where you will see angry Hippolyta. So see you soon!