|Out of the Backdrop
Author: TenTenD PM
The girls of the League have some problems when it comes to their love interests. When you're a superhero, your love-life tends to be harder and filled with more drama than normal. But when it gets too much, how will the girls cope? Why with a heavy dose of camaraderie and some time just for themselves. BM/WW, SM/LL, BC/GA, Q/H, F/F/L, GL/HG, Z/JJRated: Fiction T - English - Bruce W./Batman & Diana of Themyscira/Wonder Woman - Chapters: 10 - Words: 31,988 - Reviews: 67 - Favs: 52 - Follows: 64 - Updated: 11-24-12 - Published: 08-07-12 - id: 8403597
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"When I said amusement park, this wasn't exactly what I had in mind." Diana muttered as she picked herself up off the ground.
"I know, right?" Shayera replied, having heard the words clearly. Her mace flew before her hitting Gorilla Grodd straight in the chest sending the villain flying through the air. "You'd think they have better things to do than attack amusement parks."
"So I'm not the only one who thinks this is stupid." Wonder Woman growled as Cheetah swiped at her with freshly sharpened claws. She addressed her opponent, "Why in the name of the gods are you causing trouble here? Are you that bored?"
Cheetah ground her teeth but didn't say anything. She launched another assault. This time there was a chink in her defense and Diana took full advantage of it, landing a firm blow. The villainess flew back a good distance and collided with the metal bars of a ride. A moment later Grodd slammed against Cheetah, Shayera's blows having finally knocked him out. But before they could breathe their relief Star Sapphire's blast of energy hit them both.
"Maybe the amusement park wasn't such a bright idea after all." Shayera offered, holding her head. The mace had landed a few feet away and she wouldn't be able to reach it before Star Sapphire decided to toast her. Thankfully she was saved as Flash delivered a hit to the back of the woman's head. "Thanks Flash."
"Don't sweat it." the speedster replied before zapping away to the next criminal.
"Suddenly I don't feel like going to any parks." Diana stated as she rose to her feet. When she was fully up a groan left her mouth upon realizing that her uniform was torn. "Great. Today's my lucky day it seems."
Shayera chuckled. "It can be fixed you know. It's not that big a deal."
"Or maybe I should just get another uniform."
"Are you serious?"
Just as she was about to reply Grundy came out of nowhere along with a few well-built men and jumped the two leaguers. They were surrounded from all sides. Wonder Woman flashed Hawkgirl a smirk and fired a well aimed punched in the head of a random man. Shayera hit another with her mace, having retrieved it. So each girl took out one man, fists, legs and maces involved, until only Grundy was left to deal with. "Will you do the honours?" Diana asked, one hand on her hip, the other on her lasso in case Shayera wasn't up for it; which really wasn't the case.
"Can't wait." the Thanagarian responded before stretching her wings and taking flight. She came back down at maddening speed, mace first and hit Grundy so hard the carousel he crashed into landed on top of him. "This should keep him grounded for a little bit. About that revamp of yours."
"What of it?" She wasn't really looking at the winged woman, being busy tying the henchmen together in a nice, firm bind with some rope she found on the ground.
Shayera kicked one of the knocked out men on the head. "I think we should discuss it. With the others."
"The others." Diana said shortly. "Please tell me you mean the girls and not something else."
"Who did you think I meant? Batman and Boy Scout?" At her friend's silence Shayera stared dumbfounded. "Oh my God! Can you even imagine how that would go?" She started laughing, holding her stomach as she doubled over. "I'm sorry. I just got this hilarious moment of Superman holding a fashion magazine in his hand and Batman rattling about the latest fashion."
"Somehow I find that extremely disturbing." Diana managed to say between giggles. They stopped for a moment and just looked at each other with serious faces, and then they started laughing again.
"What do you find so amusing?" a voice growled behind them. The laughter abruptly stopped as they turned around to face Batman, and Flash who was standing right behind him. The Dark Night's glare cut through them. And before they even managed to explain, Diana cracked up and started laughing again only to be joined by Shayera as they both tried to say it was nothing.
"This better be good." Helena Bertinelli yelled as she slammed the door of Diana's apartment shut. "I came all the way to New York when I could've stayed in bed with Q."
"Spare me the detail." Shayera moaned in complaint, folding her legs underneath her on the couch as Diana made her way out of the kitchen holding a tray filled with glasses. She placed it on the coffee table and motioned for Dinah, who had just opened the door, to come in.
"Hello. Fire won't be able to join us but Zatanna will swing by later. Come on in."
"Hey. Thanks." replied Dinah before turning to glare at Helena. "And no thanks to you. It wasn't necessary to slam the door in my face."
Huntress rolled her eyes. "Whatever." She waved her hand impatiently. "So, where's the fire?"
"I told you-"
"It's a figure of speech." Shayera interrupted and stretched to take one of the cups from the table. "Anyway, we're here to help Di with her makeover."
"Tired of your good ol' bathing suit?" Helena sarcastically questioned, voice honey-sweet.
"Kind of." Diana replied through half closed eyes. "I wanted to know if any of you had any ideas."
Dinah bit her lip and took a moment to think. "Do you know what you want to change?"
"Well, we're just talking about clothing. I want something new, different." Diana responded as she pulled a cookie from the plate. "Since I've come here there have been so many changes I've gone through. I understand Man's World a little better now. It seems strange to remain the same when I'm not who I was when I first got here. "
"Princess," Shayera cut her off again, "you will always remain the same. Immortal, remember?" Wonder Woman smiled secretively, folding her hands in her lap. "What?"
"About that, turns out I'm not eternal after all. Persephone has told me, during one of her visits, something I had no knowledge of previously. When I left the island, I broke the protocol. An Amazon is not supposed to leave there, ever. But I did. In doing so I pay the price, namely my immortality."
"And you didn't say anything until now because?"
The Amazon shrugged. "It had never been an issue for me. And since I met you I find I'm even glad in some ways for the gods taking that gift back." she explained, taking in their curious gazes. "At least one of Batman's reasons for not dating is invalid now."
"But what about your powers then?" Dinah voiced what was on their mind at the moment.
"As an Amazon I am naturally stronger than an average human female. The armour only enhances those powers and gives me ability of flight in addition. The lasso is an interrogation weapon basically, as it forces the one caught in it to tell the truth."
Helena looked more confused than before. "So if you change you attire, won't you loose your powers?" She leaned into her chair and waited for a reply.
"As long as I keep the bracelets, no." Diana answered, holding the two silver bracelets up, letting the light reflect in them. "So, will you help?"
"Hell yeah!" Shayera spoke in no uncertain terms. "We'll talk to Fire and Z too, and we'll come up with something."
"You'll talk to me about what?" Zatanna's voice alerted them of the magician's presence as she materialized in the room, coming straight out of the wall.
"Wondy's new look?" A few raised eyebrows were directed towards her. "Too much time with a Wally." Shayera offered with a shrug.
"Why would you want to change anything? Your fans will be disappointed." Zatanna remarked. She went around Dinah and took a seat at Shayera's feet.
"How sad." Diana mock-cried. "Look, I'm my own person and nobody is going to tell me what to do. If I want to paint my hair neon pink and streak it with green stripes than I'm going to do just that."
"Pink would clash horribly with your skin tone." Dinah said. A pillow flew straight to her face.
Fire dodged a rather huge piece of asphalt thrown her way. She flew a bit higher and unleashed a blast of green flames. Unfortunately, her attention was distracted and she failed to notice Luthor's robot throwing another heavy boulder, which hit her in the back. The pain shot through her and Beatriz momentarily lost control over her flames. It was just enough time for Giganta to gather her wits and deliver an excruciating blow.
Superman, having noticed the Brazilian's fall, sped towards her. His fist connected with Giganta's face and the enormous woman tumbled down. The Man of Steel caught Fire and set her carefully with her back against a wall. He checked for internal damage. "Just a few broken ribs." he whispered to her. "You're lucky."
"Tell me about it." Fire said with a dry chuckle. "I better go back." The green blames burst all over her body again and the pyrokinetic powered woman took flight.
Giganta too was on her feet once again. Fire inhaled deeply before blowing out a huge wave of emerald fire, enveloping her opponent in it. The redhead screamed in pain as the flames burned her, leaving behind raw wounds and melting skin along with the distinct smell of a body burning.
Ice, Beatriz's partner encased Giganta in a mass of ice. "This should keep her nice and cool."
"It should also help with the pain." Fire noted dully as her hand instinctively pressed over her broken ribs.
"You okay?" Ice asked, worry shining in her blue eyes.
"Fine, just a few broken ribs according to Superman." Beatriz assured her that she was fine a few more times. "I'll have the doctors at Med Bay take a look." she promised while fiddling with the communicator. "Will you manage without me?"
"Sure." Superman said and put an arm to her shoulder. "Go have those wounds looked at."
"Broken ribs, Superman." Fire reminded him softly. "There's not much to be done about them." She gave her coordinates to the command tower and waited to be beamed up.
Once on board of the tower orbiting around Earth she let out a relieved breath. "Med Bay, med bay, here I come." Fire clenched her teeth. Every step hurt. She cursed herself for the blatant incompetence she had exhibited. "You know better Fire. Letting Giganta take a hit; I'm supposed to be better. I am better. This never should've happened. What's wrong with me?"
But she did know what was wrong. It was Wally and their recent break up. The pain, the emotional angst, was eating away at her. She couldn't deal with a broken heart and taking care of the world at the same time, so she did the most logical thing in such a situation. She put a lid on her emotions, closed them off in a tiny space in the far back of her being. Only it hadn't worked as well as she hoped it would. When her feelings became too much, they couldn't be contained and no matter what she did they would distract her. Just like today. And bad things happened when she was distracted. Just like today, again.
"This can't happen again." she muttered to herself, walking at a brisk pace. The medical staff regarded her with interest as she plopped down on one of the beds and waited for someone to come over. "Fractured ribs." She answered the unasked question of a young doctor who approached her.
Deft fingers brushed over her wounded side and Fire hissed at the uncomfortable feeling. Dimly, she heard the man apologize but she paid him no mind. She was far too busy thinking about her own problems. She needed Wally to make his mind up, and fast at that because at the rate things were going something worse than a few cracked ribs may occur in the close future.
It would be a few days until she could meet her friends.
Lois Lane picked her cell phone up without even looking at the caller ID. She flipped it over and pushed the answer button.
"Hello. This is Diana Prince." the voice on the other side of the line said.
The reporter made a shocked sound in the back of her throat. "Oh, hey! This is Lois. How can I help you Diana?"
"I wanted to invite you to hang out." Diana said, a bit awkward. Someone said something in the background and Lois could hear the Amazon giggle. "We were going to look around the mall. See what's new and the like. So?"
"You want me to join?" Lois asked dumbly, still a bit perplexed at having Wonder Woman call her and invite her to the mall. "Okay. But how do I reach you?"
"That's not a problem." her collocutor assured. "We're in Metropolis actually. You only need to meet us in front of the Courthouse. Think you can make it?"
"Yeah! Absolutely. I'm close actually." The reporter almost jumped up from her desk. Clark was looking at her so she glared at him, eyes clearly inviting him to mind his own business. "I'll meet you there in a few?"
"Sure. See you." Diana offered and closed the connection.
"Oh my God!" Lois squeaked out. "I'm going out!" she yelled to make sure Perry heard. "Smallville you can handle the article on your own for a few hours, right?"
"Of course. But who were-"
Superman's alter ego was cut off sharply. "Like you don't know Kent. Do me a favour and keep this to yourself. I promise we're not up to anything even remotely dangerous. Just some looking around the shops." With that Lois was out he door and into her spacious car.
Just as Diana had said, the six females were in front of the Courthouse. One of the seemed to have a motorcycle so that solved the space problem. As soon as they saw Lois they waved her over. With a screeching halt the car stopped right beside them.
"So, who's coming with me?"
The winged woman wearing a backless shirt nodded towards the blonde with the motorcycle and Diana too. The green haired female stepped towards the car and threw the blonde a look. "Take care of Rosa for us."
"Damn you She-Grinch!" the black haired Helena spit towards the young woman who had just climbed Lois' car.
"Too much Doctor Seuss." Shayera cackled as she climbed in after Fire and yelled after Diana, "You can have the front seat."
"Thank you." she replied mordantly, entering the car at the same time as Zatanna.
Lois almost laughed. It was so interesting to witness the dynamics in their little group. Apparently they were comfortable enough with each other to let little slights like those from earlier breeze past them. It was something to marvel about. Lois would've thought they weren't above hair pulling if insulted. But then again they were mature people who knew that fists didn't solve everything; well, just most of the time anyway.
She took the time to observe them as they rode along the busy streets of Metropolis. Diana wore large white t-shirt with a woman's face printed across the front and fishnet strips along her shoulders. The top was paired with dark wash jeans that fit tightly against the Amazon's legs and contrasted with the white heels on her feet. Her luxurious inky hair was once more pulled out of her face in a simple ponytail, revealing her silver corkscrew earrings. Again, no bracelets could be seen on her arms.
Shayera, the Thanagarian, had a dark grey shirt with no back, for the wings. Her denims were a bold, violet colour and if she though back, Lois could swear the winged hero had black sneakers covering her feet. No makeup covered her face besides lip-gloss, just like Diana's. Her earrings resembled the classic pearls, but the ring on her finger was like a mini mace without its handle. Unlike last time they'd seen one another, the ginger tresses of Shayera Hol were pinned up with a simple black hair claw.
The girl beside Shayera, whom Lois remembered as Beatriz had a sleeveless brown shirt decorated in a swirls-pattern over which she had pulled a flimsy black cardigan that had no buttons or any kind of other fastenings. A cream pocket pencil skirt covered her down to the knees. The coffee colour of her strap sandals settled nicely with her skin, and the heels looked very good if Lois could say so herself. Her green hair made her stand out from the crowd and whoever had styled it in its loose bun deserved a medal for their fabulous job. The golden bracelet on her hand glinted in the light and the charms dangling from the chain gave it an appealing air. Golden large hoop earrings completed the look.
Zatanna Zatara, the magician of the group, wore perhaps the flashiest outfit. Her bright spun-gold shirt contrasted with her pitch-black hair, the sleeves reaching just past her elbows. The picture of a lion glittered on the front of the blouse offering the wearer a cheery look. She too had a skirt, only pleated and navy, reaching just above her knees. For effect she had put on golden stockings that shimmered in the light accompanied by dark blue flats. Her only accessory was a headband, holding the hair out of her face.
The blonde with the motorcycle, Lois remembered, was called Dinah. Now she had worn a pair of midnight blue skinny jeans with heelless ankle boots, probably because of the motorcycle, easier to drive that way. She had a leather jacket on that clung to her upper body but underneath Lois had been able to see a vintage shirt in a combination of red and white. Long, blonde hair had seemed unbound and there were no jewels in sight. But, the reporter reckoned, she did have to wear a helmet so styling her locks wouldn't really matter.
Helena had worn a pair of coral skinny jeans with a simple white top and a short dark brown leather jacket that had been zipped shut. The white blouse peeked from the lower rim of the jacket, indicating to the loose, comfortable material. The Huntress also had ankle boots but they were cut at the front and even presented a bit of heel. A golden long ring with ruby pebbles rested on her right middle finger. Her raven tresses hung in a simple-plaited tail, the lack of obstruction displaying a pair of long gold tinned earring.
The reporter herself had woken up feeling different that day, so her attire differed from what she usually wore. A rose coloured dress coupled with a chiffon jacket covered her, feet rested in a pair of sturdy red heels and her own dark hair spilled in a curtain down her back. The cross her parents had given her years ago remained at her neck while her coin earrings glistened at her ears.
"This is a good day for shopping." Beatriz exclaimed as the mall took form before them.
"Indeed. But it's also a good day for looking. You know Bea, we aren't exactly made of money." Shayera reminded her, clicking her tongue when Fire levelled a glare at the redhead.
"Stop it." Diana warned, turning to pin them with a stare. "It's like I can't take you anywhere with me. Act civilized for the love of Hera."
"Yes mother!" the replied in unison.
This time Lois couldn't help the laughter tumbling past her lips.
I'm afraid I'm no good at writing fighting scenes so you'll have to develop them further for yourselves. Sorry, I'm used to working more with character but I do hope you like what I wrote, because I did try my best.
To explain some things: Diana was made out of clay by Hippolyta with the help of Hades (yes, he is the father). She grew up on the island with the Amazons but when she left, she didn't exactly have anyone's permission to go. Thus, even though the armor does grant her power, her immortality has been gone the moment she departed from her homeland. Now, this truth Diana didn't find out until Persephone, the wife of Hades, told her.
If you have anymore questions feel free to ask.
The next chapter, I plan to also deal with a few of the guys. I'm not sure yet but maybe i'll put a Flinda moment somewhere in there and maybe some Bats/Wondy too (actually, make this definitely, the world needs more BM/WW)
Hope you liked it.