“The Faint”

Blood curtailing screams bellowed out from behind the doors of a small hut in the city of Themiskyra (t-mask-cara). She Hippolyta (hip-all-deha) laid there in pure agony scanning the room wrenching for solace. There was nothing except the sorrowful gaze of her sisters Penthesilea (pen-thil-eha), Antiope (ant-o-p) and the fearful eyes of her suitor. He stood there heavy, 6'4 and 215 pounds reigning from Gargarea (gar-gan-ica). Cowering beneath him two terrified little boys with dark rooted hair with soft grey ends and gold eyes like their father. Crying softly clutching on to his robes waiting for the journey home. looking at his sons "Please be a girl", he whispered.

Recalling his sentence of slavery to the Amazon women. Unknowingly this is not his child for this one is from the heavens itself. Moments later a birthing servant named Magma eagerly said, " The child is approaching." Smirking with joy the man named TyBeck beams forward waiting for the reveal. As one of many birthing suitors he is desperately hoping for a girl an heir for the Amazon. For if he bares a female his sons and himself shall be released from this tribe. Out bursts a cry filling the room like thick smoke gasping for breath the child fusses irrationally " A girl", Magma screams heroically.

Relief fills everyone as Diana is blessed by goddesses Artemis, Otrera and beside her Ares.

"My child possesses the power of everyone before her may she find her journey full of fury." Announced by Goddess Artemis

Otrera and Ares hardened their weeps, as they shuffled to their daughter. Hugging her goodbye Ares says," Before we go you must know…her journey isn't for the faint."

Hippolyta (hip-all-deh) crying fades in to a 6 month slumber that every royal Amazonian experiences after giving birth due to high use of energy and Monaã. The 6 month slumber allows full regain of all energy except for it doubles the intensity of their power and strength … HeR JoUrnEy IsnT FoR ThE FaINT echos into the silence of the once joyful room. Everyone basks in the eerie feeling that their world is about to change. "The first born her journey isn't for the faint. However, she possesses the power of every ancestor," bravely says Penthesilea( pen-thil-eah). Magma nodded in agreement ushering TyBeck and his sons to leave. Letting Hippolyta rest they left the hut bringing Diana to the shrine of Artemis for contentment.

Alone in side Magma graces the waters over Diana washing away the birth, and replenishing her fight. In the distance an apparition of a man's silhouette stood in the barely lit corner of the shrine. Stepping forward the man's hue became the light of the room. His form almost ghostly , pure diaphanous, and outlined by thick powerful volts of Monaã whipping around like lightning. His presence almost deafening, bone breaking, yet hopeful. With every step toward Magma and Diana the earth seemed to tremble. Magma gulps with ignoble wishing she could be worthy of the presence of something so vigorous. Kneeling by her side the man touches Diana making her burst giggling with glee. Lightly he states," As your father, I humble you with a gift from my throne. Daughter of Zeus I'll claim you, princess of the gods." Touching the water in which Diana laid he poured eternal life from his finger tips, and with a kiss he told her to find him in 13 years. Evaporating in to steam evading all moments of time he disappeared only leaving a Talismon of Zeus.

For hours it seemed magma passed back and fourth with the knowledge of a life time. Diana is Zeus daughter she who possesses all power from every ancestor…Realizing Diana fate she unleashed a howell of empathy. Crying profusely she picks up the Talismon of Zeus and with one quick gash she plummets it into blades of grass. Still weeping she strips the blades finer and finer, until she entwines them together. "Rope," she gasps. Looking at Diana soak while beginning to meld the Talismon in to a chain. Then placing the necklace over Diana. A strange feeling over comes Magma as the Talismon creases Diana's skin. She beings to float leaving her eternal waters Magma begins to wonder what is going on. Diana a story high glows mysteriously like her father. Wind starts whipping around crackling the leaves, and brush around them. The air is soaked in salt and Immense metallic smell. The phantasmal wind shaped like souls and was pouring in to Diana. She looked like the night sky beaming with light like a star. She was fiery, in golfed with white sheer flames.

The earth shook that day and from miles around everyone halted wondering if the earth was erupting. Nothing short of an eruption Magma knew this life was no longer ordinary. Before Magmas eyes she watched as Diana a freshly born child was gifted the vessel of a 9 year old girl with knowledge beyond a lifetime.