❨ 𝑨𝑭𝑰                        . . .                  𝑏𝘰𝘰𝑘 𝑖𝑖𝑖 ❩
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━━━ 𝙱. 𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙴𝚂 / ❛ i may have the 
𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 of a 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣, but i have the
𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 of a 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜. ❜

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𝐓𝐖𝐎,                      𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒊

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝚆𝙾 !

THE MAN DOESN'T hesitate. "I want her dead."

All of the Avengers in the room reach for the nearest thing they could fight with, whether it was a pen, the stick that Tony shocked Bruce with before the Battle of New York, or even a chair; they were going to protect Diana - she was their friend, the person they could confine their secrets with no regrets, anything. "Why?" Steve took a step forward. "What did she ever do to you? She will never hurt anyone on purpose."

"See, there are those words: on purpose. She doesn't know how strong she is, she has never tested its limits," the man shook his head. "She's the Warbringer."

"What's the Warbringer?"

Thor answers. "It's a person from Earth that everywhere they go they wreak havoc, wars rage and they don't know it's because of them. There are many prophecies about it on Asgard."

"And you didn't bother to tell us?"

"Well, I thought that they were just myths, stories. There hasn't been a Warbringer for over a thousand years. If it's been that long, would you believe the stories?"

Steve thinks about it and shakes his head. "No. It would've been too long to properly have any proof."

"Exactly."

Mr Smith has had enough of this talk of the Warbringer without him in the conversation. "Enough! You either kill her or I will."

"HOW WAS YOUR day, Peter?" Diana asks the teenager as they walk through the streets of Queens to a Longhorn Steakhouse. Peter moves his hand in a 'so-so' manner. "It was alright. Flash kept teasing me, like always. Liz is still not in Queens and MJ is just like normal."

"What about Ned?"

"Oh, well he went on a vacation with his family. He had a lot of stress so they wanted to calm it down a bit. It's weird to go to school without him," Peter picks at a string on his shirt. Diana reaches over and rips it off from the white fabric. "Thanks." Diana smiles at him, "no problem." Peter taps his fingers on his pant leg as he thinks about a question. "Diana." Diana turns to him at the mention of her name. "Yes, Peter?" "I'm sorry, but I keep having this question running through my head, but, if you could go back in time to save Steve Trevor from the explosion, would you?"

Diana tenses up at the question but immediately loosens up her muscles. "I would, but if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have figured out my powers. I wouldn't have defeated Ares. His death gave me an edge. It made me realize that mankind isn't all that bad, that there is still some that would sacrifice their lives for the safety of others. I respect his decision."

"Wow, you actually thought that mankind was -"

"Corrupted? Yes, I did. But I have changed my mind since then. Well, some of it."

Diana holds up two fingers to the waitress at the booth. "I wouldn't blame you. Mankind is messed up right now. I wouldn't mind going back in time to the time before mankind was fair and good, strong and passionate to see how life was back then. How was it?"

"I don't know, Zeus gave me life after the fight." They follow the waitress to their booth, sitting in the comfortable leather chairs and opening their menus. "So, you really are made of out clay and God juice?"

Diana throws her head back, laughing loudly at his statement. "Yes, that's about right."

"Have you ever seen Zeus with your own eyes?"

Diana shakes her head, "no, he was already dead when I took my first breath."

"It's weird talking to someone that has been through a whole lot more than me, to be honest."

Peter hung his head and looked at the menu, staring hungrily at the photo of a steak. His thoughts were interrupted by Diana. "You can get it if you want. I'll pay." Peter shook his head, his brunette locks tickling his cheek. "I couldn't. It's expensive, it'll be too much to ask for." Diana placed her warm hand atop Peter's cold one, "Peter, I have three paychecks. I believe I can manage with a few dollars off."

"Alright."

The waitress soon came back with their drinks, a Guinness for Diana and sweet tea for Peter; they then ordered their food, the waitress nodding and smiling at them, but they both knew that she was faking it ― she just wanted her money.

"I wonder when Mr Stark will get me a real mission."

"IF BUCKY WAS here he would've already killed you," Steve glared at the man, "and we are going to protect her, no matter what. She's a good woman with a big heart, always putting other's needs before her own, don't say that she is on this Earth to wreak havoc. She protects others from the dangers of mankind and from other worlds. She isn't a monster, she's human like the rest of us."

"Oh, just like Thor? Just like Loki? Bruce whenever he turns into that angry Green Giant impersonator? What do you know about what a Warbringer can do to this planet? You do realize that many years ago, in the sixties, Diana went into outer space to fight an alien and punched him so hard that he went flying from Mars and burned in the Sun's heat? She is too powerful, too dangerous ―"

"I'm dangerous," Thor shrugs, "yet here I am, and I get lots of women and men asking for those things you call 'pictures'. They aren't scared of me. They aren't scared of her. Back in World War I, Heimdall was looking down from Asgard and looking at the source of the last big fight: Diana versus Ares. Once Diana killed Ares, all of the soldiers there bowed down before her and called her their new god. That is not fear ― it is faith. They had faith in her to lead them; they put faith into her strong and willing hands to protect them. If that makes her a monster, then you've got your brain in a jumble. She is an amazing, wonderful, truthful woman."