16th September 2012
18:03 GMT -4
"Good evening, Princess.
"
Diana looked at me the moment I entered the room, though I don't know if that was because she recognised me from our fight or because she wasn't expecting a man on Themyscira. I suppose there's an outside chance that she knew the 'me' from
her parallel. I'm not completely sure that
I could stop a demonically-empowered Superman, and I was at the upper end of the power curve during the multi-me meet-up.
"No. No, it isn't."
She's lying on a bed, head propped up slightly by the pillow. She tries to push herself upright only for her right hand to slide out from under her.
"I-."
"You have just been freed from possession. I doubt that you're going to be up to much for a while.
"
"Themyscira-. Themyscira was
destroyed. Where
am I?"
"An alternate reality. Earth Ten, if that means anything to you.
"
She nods. "Uncle-. Uncle Sam."
"Ah… He's around
somewhere. I don't know what you're expecting, but at this point the Allies have lost pretty comprehensively. Look, is there anything we can do for you? The Diana from my home parallel usually heals pretty quickly, but I don't think she's ever been through what
you did.
"
She flops back, barely-open eyes looking at the ceiling.
"I have a healing-.
"
"Earth."
Earth? Oh
earth, yes, clear as mud.
"Understood.
"
I attach a filament to her and lift her up.
"Where are you-?"
"Earth.
" I look at the priestess who asked and shrug.
"I assume it's a magical thing?
"
"R-
return."
Diana hasn't ever mentioned anything special about her and soil to me. I don't remember anything about the subject from any of her mission reports. Still, given the usual Themyscira attitude to sacred ritual magic I shouldn't be
completely surprised if she considered it a sacred trust.
I head out of the room with Diana floating supine behind me, two of the priestesses following on behind. The nearest piece of greenery… A small park, meant for convalescents taking constitutionals. Small stone path, a few trees… The roots of one of the trees have drained the soil of water enough to kill the grass and expose themselves.
I tilt her slightly so that she can look where I'm pointing.
"There?
"
A weak nod.
"Alright.
"
I float her over to the bare soil and lay her awkwardly on it. She.. squirms, clearly not entirely in control of her body but trying to get her bare skin into contact with the ground. I reposition her slightly to make it easier.
"What are-?
"
The colour washes from her skin as her
flesh turns-. Clay, she's turning herself back into clay!
Um.
Um.
I didn't
see any black.
Yes, her internal connections were kind of a mess and I couldn't read them reliably, but black is noticeable. If she intended to kill herself then I'd have seen some sign of it. So that's not what this is.
"She can turn herself back into clay?" The older priestess frowns at me. "She can do that?"
"That's what I'm hoping.
"
Her frown deepens. "You don't
know?"
"I've known her for about half an hour longer than you. How well do you
think I know her?
"
"I-." Her frown fades slightly and she nods. "I suppose that you have a valid point. What can we do for her?"
"I met Gaea
once, and that was for a few seconds. I don't know what this involves or what she hopes to get out of it.
"
"You
met Gaea?"
"A demon abducted and warped a dryad. I freed her and healed her and then brought her to my Themyscira. Gaea appeared to check up on her. This is new.
"
I take out a rune stone and… Yes, magic is happening. Fairly intense magic, but I've never seen a woman made of clay brought to life before. It is at least reassuring that
something has this in hand.
"So… You get out a lot?
"
"Your meaning?"
"Do you get off the island a lot?
"
"No, not at all."
"So, do you know much about the outside world?
"
"Our sisters of the Bana-Mighdall brought us much knowledge when they fled from the Reich."
No idea who they are. I don't remember anything about them from either the comics or Earth 16. Is that what they call the Amazons who went back to Greece here? Have to ask my Diana about them.
"Were the Reich the ones who did this to her? Was this the result of
their magic?"
"No, the Reich know nothing of magic. Their ideology forbids it. This was an action taken by one of their other enemies.
"
"The Reich killed Queen Hippolyta. Why would their enemies do
this to one of our sisters?"
"Because the enemy of my enemy is my enemy's enemy, and nothing more. Neither side has any interest in cooperating with you. The only difference is that-.
"
Diana
swells slightly, then a thin outer layer of clay flakes off her fully restored skin as she pushes herself upright.
"Feeling better, sir?
"
"My body is hale, but my spirit may never recover." She looks around, right hand rising up to brush clay fragments from her hair. "This is Themyscira on Earth Ten?"
"Yes.
"
"You are native to this world."
"No, Earth Sixteen. A group of supervillains from my Earth have been raiding your Earth for technology while all the survivors are occupied.
This parallel is being attacked by-.
"
"I
know. I was a
part of it." She exhales. "Nazis."
"Nazis who can still learn to be better.
"
She gives me an odd look.
"Perhaps. Who rules here? I must discuss the matter with them."