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Learning To Fly	By : Isabelle_Jennings Category: DC Verse Comics > Wonder Woman Views: 6906 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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PART 3: DIANA IN THE WORLD
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--- DIANA (continued) ---
Inside the storm was like nothing she'd ever felt before. Even it, apparently, could not harm her physically. But this storm was not just one in the air, but one of mind and spirit as well. It shook through her, made her see nightmares and dark things. Not wicked things, but fierce and wild without form or thought. They laughed, they roared, they danced and hunted after and around one another. Tempting her and frightening her all at once. They made her see things in herself, not all things she very much liked or knew to be there. If losing Phillipus as she had hurt her, this hurt her nearly as much. She found herself laughing at one point right along with these creatures of storm. In that moment, part of her wanted to stay with them and be like them. But she did not. And though it took great focus and determination, she did finally make it through.
Once through, all she saw around her in all directions was open ocean. No island, no home. She looked back and made herself see the storm barrier again. It comforted her that she could still see it if she wanted to. That she indeed had a way back home, that the goddesses had not hidden the way back from her as punishment for leaving the paradise they had given her as her birthright. She closed her eyes then, and just felt the sun and wind and smelled the air. She looked out across the world, and then up, into the sky. She smiled and flew--straight up.
As she flew, it grew deathly, impossibly cold. It did not hurt or harm her, but she had never felt such a feeling before. As though she were so... alone in the world. At the same time, as she flew faster, she felt heat burning around her, and that felt good, exhilarating. She went faster still, until in just a few moments, the heat was gone and all was still. She looked around. All was utter silence. No air against her skin, no sounds, only sight. She saw the sun as she never had before. She looked down and saw the Earth from above and was struck with wonder. She looked all around. Saw the moon--a barren place, not so romantic as she might have imagined. She cast her sight further and saw planets. One, Saturn, had life on it, she realized. Red people. One, she imagined, noticed her and looked back at her. She waved, and realized how silly that was. She shook her head and decided to save the up here and the out there for another time. There was a whole world below, the world of her birth, that she had only seen a small, protected part of. She wished to see it all. To challenge it, and find her path in life once more--find the truth of her own heart.
So she headed down again, this time towards land. She had seen maps from the time before the exodus and she was able to recognize the area of the world that was Greece. She went there first. She introduced herself to a few people here and there. The forms of the Greek language she knew were apparently quite out of date though, so she had trouble making herself understood at first. And, of course, she met her first men. She found them strange to see, odd to her eyes and misshapen. That women coupled with them here, she could hardly imagine how that would work. There were books with stories where men and women coupled back home, and she had read a few, though had found them hard to relate to. She'd assumed they would make sense to the others who had experienced such things. But now, seeing for herself, she found it even harder to understand. Even the women here. Some looked familiar to her like what she would think of as a woman (though most were still very frail looking), but many were old or... somehow bloated. Many had paint on their faces and wore bizarre clothing she could make no sense of. There were children though, all over the place, and that was at least a delight. When she had been a child, she had been the only one.
The reactions she got from these people varied from surprise to amazement to fear or shock. Her reaction to this world, so far, was one of curiosity and discovery, yes, but also one of her own kind of shock as well. So much about this world was simply... nonsensical. Even the air often smelled so badly that she'd just about given up on breathing except when she needed to talk. That she could fly was obviously disquieting to these people though, so during her visit to the Greek countryside, she kept to walking mostly.
She went to see the island of Sappho where her people had once lived, then went to visit a large city. There she encountered many wrongs. But when she tried to help, many times the sisters whom she'd tried to help did not thank her for it. One time, men in uniforms challenged her, pointed metal inventions at her that shot metal pellets at her like stones. They didn't hurt her, but it was obvious they'd meant her death as a metal pellet flung that fast would likely kill others of their kind. Surely, she thought, that showed that Aresia had been right about males, that they would be so quick to kill for no reason. She drew her dagger and fought them back and slew them for what they had tried to do, but felt very little satisfaction from such an easily gained victory, besides the knowledge that these would-be murders would not live to kill others of her kind, others of her sisters who were not as strong as she and whom the metal pellets -would- surely kill. By slaying the killers, she would save their future victims, perhaps even a young girl as Aresia had been.
She left and continued to look around the city, but more uniformed men came that she had to slay as well and people ran from her. It all made little sense and seemed somehow surreal to her. Like a badly written comical play. She decided to leave Greece and travel elsewhere.
She found herself flying at night and was attracted to a city with many lights and a tower of metal. She landed and yawned, feeling a little tired. She hadn't slept in weeks, she remembered. She didn't need to sleep as others did, had tried to a number of times if only to fit in more, but it was not to be, was not natural for her apparently. No, the desire to sleep for her came whenever it pleased apparently. She could forestall it for long periods if she wished, but tonight saw no need to. Her ordeal in Greece had been tiring. It was the first time she had slain anyone in battle--the first time she had slain any living thing at all in fact, not even flora or fauna. Though she had read and heard many stories and it did not strike her as wrong if the cause was just, as hers had been. Still, it had been an ugly thing, a memory she would not particularly cherish. And the way she had been treated for the most part, the utter strangeness of this world, she found it tiring, so that the idea of sleep sounded very good to her right then.
It was a problem where to go to do that though. It had never been a problem for her before. On Themyscira, everyone had a home and more rooms available in different parts of the island should they wish to have a change of scenery. She had no idea what the customs for that sort of thing where here, and she'd made up her mind to learn more about this world before she interacted with it as much as she had in Greece. At home, she would sometimes sleep outdoors, a few times she had slept under water with Panopea and her sisters. Outdoors seemed the least intrusive idea to her. She couldn't imagine any taking offense at that. So she wondered around a while looking for a place. Once, a male tried talking to her. She didn't understand any of the language in this place, so she didn't know what he wanted and she tried to just ignore him. He grabbed her arm though, and the look in his eyes was utterly repulsive to her so she slapped him away in reproach. Apparently though, she'd used too much force and his neck snapped and he fell to the ground, dead. She shook her head at the maddens of it all. She hadn't realized how fragile these people were. One of her sisters may have lost their footing a little at such a blow, if their feet had not been planted correctly, but it would not have harmed them at all. Perhaps, she wondered, men were simply more fragile than women? But no, the stories she'd read and been told said nothing of that. She must assume that all in this world were more fragile than her people and try to be more careful.
A few had seen what happened and had run from her, and, not wishing to be drawn into any other troubles, she left. Her speed taking her quickly to another part of the city. There were buildings, homes, here, with expansive, remarkably beautiful gardens around them, nearly as fine and lovely as any on her native island. She relaxed some. Surely the people here would be more peaceful and reasonable she concluded, to keep gardens so beautiful. Feeling better and more at ease, she found a nice place surrounded by flowers. There was a fountain near by and she drank some water. It wasn't as good as the water from her home, but it was thankfully pure and unspoiled. Her thirst slaked, she lay down to sleep.
Upon waking, it was morning and she got up, stretched, yawned, and smiled. Looking around the garden again in daylight. Aphrodite's gift of beauty to her meant that she would -always- be beautiful, that meant that she never got dirty or needed to bathe, nor did whatever clothes she wore ever need to be cleaned. In fact, if she were to put on dirty clothes, just by putting them on, they would become clean and fresh scented as though they were new. She noticed too, that the garden was even more splendid and beautiful this morning. Flowers in radiant bloom, birds chirping happily, a family of rabbits had even come to sleep a short distance from her on the edge of the clearing. She sat down and the rabbits came over to her and she petted them and talked with them a little while. The result of some of her other gifts. Demeter's gift meant that nature would always be her friend and welcome her, flourish around her, that the language of animals was hers to know, and that all animals would know her as a friend who could be trusted.
It was this scene which the house's owner happened upon. An aged woman and six year old girl. Diana greeted them and they were kind to her, though she did not know their language. The aged woman seemed to invite Diana to stay with her, and Diana accepted. This to must be due to one of her gifts, she recalled. One of Hestia's gifts was that she would always be able to find a home if she needed one.
Diana soon learned that the name of the woman who'd taken her in was Anais Guillot, and she spent the first with her day learning to speak French, the language that was spoken in this part of the world. Athena's gift of wisdom meant she learned quickly. As thanks for the offer to share her home and her help in learning the local language, Diana healed Anais of her aging and returned her to the beauty of her youth. It was one of her gifts from Artemis: The speed, stamina, cunning, sure-footedness, the aim of a hunter, perfect sight at night, and the ability to use moonlight to heal. Anais could hardly believe it and thanked her profusely, telling her she would always have a home with her.
Diana ended up being invited to Anais's bed where they made love. It was surely a balm to Diana's soul to be with a lover again. Diana stayed with her over the next few days, not bothering to go anywhere. Anais had a girl of seventeen years, named Anna, who lived with her and whom she paid to help around the house and with her granddaughter while her daughters were away. Anna had witnessed Diana's healing of her employer though, and thought Diana to be something called an angel. She always made a sign over her heart when she saw Diana and looked at her with awe and reverence, being perpetually shy towards her. During the days though, Anna would take Anais's granddaughter away to a school and and and Anais would be left alone together.
As she got to know her new lover, Diana found that in her youth, Anais had fought in a great war. That she had taken a title: Mademoiselle Marie, and done many brave and daring things to help save her country from a wicked foe. Diana asked her many things about the world she found herself in. She told her of what had happened to her in Greece and asked if it were true that all males were like that, enemies to women. Anais had laughed and said surely not, though she had admitted that they were often quite dangerous, and on the whole were far more warlike and violent than women. That seemed a reasonable answer to Diana, but she still reserved judgment on the matter until she had experienced more of this world for herself. Anais also explained who the uniformed men had been, that they were law keepers. Diana found the idea of laws to be very strange in practice. She had heard of the concept in books, but Themyscira had never had them, she and her sisters were always at peace with one another and her mother had never had to tell them to be so.
As things went, she she ended up spending more than a week with her new lover, shared her bed, and many long conversations with her, but in the end she grew restless. What she shared with this woman was love, but it was not the deep kind of love of the soul that she wished to find, but more a love of mutual pleasure, friendship, and genuine affection. Diana told her that she had to leave, that she had her own adventures yet to have, and that she needed to find her place in the world. And her lover told her that she would miss her but that she understood and was simply happy to have had the time with her that she had been given. Anais thanked her again for her kindness in giving her back her youth and health and bid her farewell, which only proved to Diana that she had been right to leave. For if what they had was real passion for one another, their parting would not have been so simple.
From there, she went back into the heart of Paris and, now that she knew the language, she felt better able to explore. The reactions of people in general to her were very mixed, and she found, as in Greece, that men and women did seem to live side-by-side in peace for the most part in most respects. Though for herself, she still found herself feeling weary of the men, uncomfortable around them in particular, imagining that at any moment one might attack her and she would again be forced to deal with it. More, the women also seemed foreign and unfamiliar in most cases. Likewise the customs, culture, and mannerisms of these people were still so strange and foreign to her in so many ways that she still did not feel herself able to assess this new world accurately. Most of what the adult peoples did all day was some complicated game or sport of barter for currency. Either they were involved in activities to gain currency, or to trade it in for objects or experiences they desired. She had read about currency as well, but hardly thought that people in the outside world would be quite so obsessed by it. She was sure there was probably more to understand about why they did these things, but honestly, it was so boring to her that she soon tired of thinking about it and determined to try to find something more interesting. She visited a museum, paying for entrance with the currency Anais had given her for such things. Anais had told her that museums were worth visiting. And indeed, she did find it somewhat interesting at least. Though, honestly, most of the things there looked to her as if they were made by novices. Which, she supposed they would have to be. Her people never died and so had much longer to refine their ability as artists. Some of the portraits of nature in particular though, she did like quite well.
Still, it wasn't long before she decided to move on and travel to another part of the world. She walked out of the museum and floated off into the sky to expressions of startlement and wonder from those who saw her. She drifted up into the sky and let her mind wonder. This wasn't turning out like anything she might have imagined or guessed at. She was somewhat at a loss, honestly. It was then she heard strange sounds off in the distance. She turned around and, yes, off in the distance a ways, but getting closer, there were three people--flying, just like her! Her heart leapt with excitement. One of them had a deep pink/purple energy around her, the other two were green. The pink one was a woman, the green ones were men, and they were attacking her, Diana realized. She flew at them fast. One was firing some sort of beam at the woman who was forming a shield to protect herself. Diana got between the beam and it's target, knocking it away. The beam though, it actually stung her a little, she realized. At last, she thought, opponents that were not weak. The two men halted at her arrival and spoke in some language she did not recognize.
"Who are you?" The woman spoke though, in perfect Themysciran, her voice very lovely to Diana's ears.
Diana was very surprised by that but answered none the less. "My name is Diana, of Themyscira, I saw these attacking you... I wish to help, sister."
The woman levitated to her side. "Well then, Diana of Themyscira... I thank you." She replied in that same soft, melodious voice, but now there was also clear interest and fascination there as well.
The men spoke more then, directed at her; they were very insistent, but she didn't understand them. "What are they saying?" Diana asked her sister.
"They're telling you not to get in their way; that they'll go through you to get to me if they have to, I'm afraid." She explained.
Diana shook her head just a little and sighed. "Hardly surprising, I suppose."
The one with reddish blonde hair seemed more aggressive than his brother in his words and he was quick to attack when Diana moved forwards. "I fight with my sister, leave her be or lose your lives." She told them in French, hoping they would understand that language at least.
They seemed to understand her and the brown haired one said something back, but the blonde one charged at her and made a giant green energy fist that looked like it was made of brickwork and thought apparently, sought to strike her with it. She laughed and charged at him, striking the fist with her own closed fist and causing it to shatter. He formed a device that fired the same metal pellets at her that the men in Greece had. She had figured out that the energy was made of will or force, and that if she focused her thoughts, they no longer stung her. Still, she took his actions to mean that he meant her death as the men of Greece had and so decided to respond in kind for the same reasons. She could easily see that the power he had was emanating from the ring on his hand, so she moved quickly to grab his hand and crush it. His green aura disappeared and she tore his arm off and let him drop, discarding the arm and turning to face her other opponent, except that he was gone, chasing after his falling brother. "...He shows enough character to care for his fallen brother, at least." She thought out loud.
The woman floated over in front of her and looked at her curiously. "Thank you, you were... very brave." She told simply.
Diana smiled softly to her. "I'm glad I could be here for you... Do you know why they were attacking you by the way? Or did they simply do so for no reason?" She asked softly, only now realizing fully just how very beautiful this woman was. The most beautiful woman she had ever seen, in fact, and for her that was saying a lot. It was more than that though, something about this woman just... captivated her. She was attracted to her, intensely.
Her sister smiled back, and Diana could tell the attraction was mutual. She moved forwards, closer to her. "They have rules, the green lanterns. I break them often, I'm afraid. They don't like that." She told Diana honestly.
"Rules again... laws..." Diana remarked. "I recently saved a woman from attack, and that apparently was against these laws men have. They tried to strike me dead for doing so... This world seems mad in so many ways." She told gently.
"But... I don't seem that way to you, do I?" Her sister asked.
Diana shook her head 'no'. "You make me think I made the right choice to come here in fact."
"So you aren't from this world either, then." Her sister asked.
"This world..." Diana looked to her with a little confusion, but sighed. "That is an interesting question." She admitted.
"It doesn't really matter." Her sister told. "You saved me, Diana..." She moved closer to Diana still, caressing her cheek. "There has to be some way I can repay you... Perhaps, with a kiss?" She asked hopefully.
Diana smiled, charmed by this open admission of attraction, and responded by caressing the woman's forearm and hand lightly with her finger. "You owe me no debt. You should only do as you wish..."
"And... what if that is also my wish as well?" Her sister asked.
Diana moved closer so her lips were a breath from her sister's. "Do I seem at all unwilling?" She asked.
She didn't have to say anything more, her sister moved forward and kissed her. Gently, a little hesitantly at first, but then, sensing Diana's receptiveness, kissed her with more abandon. Diana met the kiss with equal ardor, their bodies coming together as though they were magnetized. Diana couldn't get enough of touching this woman. The energy around her surrounded them both and it felt so amazingly good. Like being surrounded by love and passion, her heart soared at the beautiful sensation, the sense of connection that was there.
They kissed and touched until finally Diana managed to gather her self-control enough to stop kissing this woman and asked. "Tell me your name...?"
The woman's eyes met hers, communicating clear and intense want. "I... of course..." She conceded, and Diana could tell she was having a little of a hard time focusing on words at the moment, which Diana thought was a very flattering comment. "I'm Remoni... Remoni-Notra. A Star Sapphire, from Pandini." She kissed her again, moving forwards and whispering in her ear next. "I want you, Diana, in my bed... come home with me?" She asked, starting to kiss her neck.
A shiver of intense desire swept though Diana. "Yes... yes, of course yes..." Diana spoke, caressing her cheek and hair and Remoni captured her lips again. It didn't make sense how this could be happening, but she felt it, deeply felt it, and had no desire to resist what her heart was telling her was absolutely right for her.
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