[b][i]Date: March 20th, 2005
Time: 1403
Location: Shores of Themyscira[/i][/b]

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The waves of the ocean gently pulled themselves from the beach, giving off a soothing and relaxing aura, but the activity that was being hosted upon the shores was anything but calm. A small unit of the mythical Amazons were doing combat training, paired off into battle partners, learning how to swing a blade with the unstable and shifting sands beneath their feet. Yelling and cheering was a common sound outside of the small song birds that welcomed the early morning sun, giving off a militaristic and yet sister-bonding aura. However it was sharply interrupted by the screaming of metal above, causing all the Amazons to hold their swords and gaze to the skies above.

If anyone could see through the fire and smoke, they would make out a small pod-like ship that was wobbling as it descended towards the water at frightful speeds - how this monstrosity of technology was able to find it's way to the hidden city of the Amazons was beyond anyone's comprehension at the time, only able to watch at the ship crashed into the waters, sending small waves to ripple from the point of impact. After a few moments, the sword sisters gathered at the shore in patient wonder and yet still cautious of impending battle as the ship's fires were put down by the crashing of the ocean. Not one dared to swim out to check for survivors, for any moment they could be attacked and ambushed by an act of compassion.

After some minutes, a figure eventually pulled itself from the wreckage, hauling in it's hand a mace. Though it shocked the Amazons to see that it was a woman! And one that had wings no less, causing them to quickly whisper among themselves, curious if this was some sort of divine creature, though it hadn't ever been one they had heard of. Hawgirl dragged herself to the beach, her mind still in a fog from the crash - even with the new Nth metal infusion and her regeneration abilities, it was taking a while for her body to become accustom to the foreign agent. That and her blood was still pumping from her escape, even though it had been a while since then - she couldn't remember, time had seemed to meld together as she passed by stars and went through the wormhole.

Gripping her mace tightly in an act of self-defense, still hoping she wasn't being chased, her eyes shot up as she heard someone's voice. She couldn't make out the details of who was talking to her or what they were saying, but they looked like... they had armor? And they were branding weapons? Had they found her? In her sudden panic, with mixtures of injuries and the strange metal in her blood, she grabbed her mace in both hands and and swung, striking the blade from the Amazon's grip.

She was [b]not[/b] going back!