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[center][sup][color=E8B743][b]"FATE OF THEMISCYRA"[/b][/color][/sup][/center][indent][sub][color=E8B743][I]January 1st, 1968[/I][/color][/sub][/indent][indent][sup][right][color=E8B743][b]Another New Year[/b][/color][/right][/sup][/indent][hr][indent][indent][sub][color=E8B743]Jusice Society of America Headquarters, Opal City[/color][/sub][/indent][/indent][indent][indent][indent][color=FEF5D1]Her fellow colleagues cheered at the sight of fireworks in the skies of Opal City, marking the beginnings of another new year. The rental band resumed playing their instruments but with such power that energized the party even more. Diana of Themyscira watched almost everyone flooding the dance floor to celebrate with a glass of red wine in one hand and a pack of cigarettes on the table. There was a somewhat genuine smile on her face. Of course, she loved reuniting with colleagues when it wasn't about the Injustice Society. But it was another painful reminder that everyone around her was getting older. Her colleagues were getting wrinkles on their face and gray hair while she remained young and beautiful. Was it a blessing or a curse?

Diana already knew the answer but couldn't bring herself to say it. Instead, she took a drink of the wine imported from France. It was good enough to wash away the pain... for one night. Then, she placed down the glass and left her table to take a smoke break. But in the hallway, she saw something in the corner of her eye that caught her attention. Upon closer inspection, it was a photo of her and the founding members in front of the large double doors to the headquarters taken before her membership to the Justice Society of America was made official by Starman. She still remembered that day in full detail, from the tour to the moments before that photo was taken. It was one of the pleasanter memories from that period of her life.

[color=#B22234]"Diana."[/color] a familiar voice called out her name in distaste.

[color=ECC466]"It's been a while."[/color] Diana turned to greet Joan Dale, the successor to the mantle of Miss America after Madeline Joyce retired a few years ago.

Joan nodded. [color=#B22234]"Indeed. The last time we saw each other was in Vietnam, where you were preventing American troops from neutralizing Viet Cong combatants."[/color]

[color=ECC466]"Funny how the very same troops were going to burn the entire village down and slaughter innocents because they were assumed to be hiding them."[/color] Diana responded with a hint of hostility in her voice towards the American troops and, to a certain extent, Joan. But realizing that it wasn't the right place and time to argue, she sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose in annoyance. [color=ECC466]"Look, can we not fight during the party? It's the only time of the year that we can be together without having to worry about the world. And in all honestly, I'd rather just forget about Vietnam for one night."[/color]

Joan looked away for a moment and then gave her the answer with some attitude. [color=#B22234]"Fine. I'm going to see if Terry is still around. See you around, Diana."[/color]

[color=ECC466]"You too, Joan."[/color] Diana bid farewell to her and felt relieved that the argument was stopped before it got out of control. She finally made it to the backyard, where a few of her colleagues were talking while smoking. It was more peaceful out here than inside. She sat down on the brick planter and took a cigarette out of the package, but realized she forgot to take the lighter with her. Diana dreaded the idea of going back inside just to get it. However, her friend approached her with two glasses of wine and placed one down next to Diana. Elizabeth Lawrence, or known as Liberty Belle, was one of her friends still around from the Second World War. 

Whenever the American press wasn't following her around, Elizabeth spent time with Diana and talked about their future after the war. Jay Garrick, the Flash, was a lovely person based on the brief interactions they had with each other--whether in combat or hanging out with Elizabeth. Diana was saddened that both of them chose to remain in the military. But, she felt good knowing that her friend wasn't alone. The both of them didn't see each other until Elizabeth retired from the military and joined the Justice Society of America in 1956. When she was asked about her absence, Elizabeth only revealed that she was on an assignment with Jay before his sudden disappearance. That's all she talked about regarding her service.

Elizabeth sat down beside Diana, with the other glass on hand, and greeted her friend with a one-sided hug. [color=649FAF]"Nice to see you, Diana."[/color]

[color=ECC466]"You too, Elizabeth."[/color] Diana hugged back and then looked at her glass. [color=ECC466]"How did you know to bring me a drink?"[/color]

[color=649FAF]"I heard Joan complaining about you to Terry inside. So, I'd assume you two got into another heated exchange and got you a glass to calm down."[/color] Elizabeth answered with a grin on her face.

Diana placed her glass down and then pulled her long black curly hair back in frustration. [color=ECC466]"Even after a decade of being falsely labeled, some of the members still treat me like a foreign enemy--especially the newcomers. I still have to deal with the FBI stalking me whenever I travel to the states. Not to mention the number of people that still think I am a communist sympathizer..."[/color]

[color=649FAF]"Hey, you did everything possible to make people trust you. It isn't your fault that some people are stubborn as a mule."[/color] Elizabeth placed a hand on her friend's shoulder to show support. [color=649FAF]"But let's not spend all night talking politics. I want to know more about you buying... Thinyseria?"[/color]

[color=ECC466]"Themiscyra."[/color] Diana corrected her friend lightheartedly. [color=ECC466]"And what can I say? I have been interested in archaeology lately, and I want to learn more about my culture. So it's a win-win."[/color]

[color=649FAF]"Well, I hope you find what you're looking for."[/color] Elizabeth smiled at her friend and then realized it was her turn. [color=649FAF]"I suppose it's my turn to tell you about how this year treated me. Let's see... umm... I think that my story is getting nominated for a Pulitzer Prize."[/color]

[color=ECC466]"Congratulations! I knew that the story will eventually get you the much-needed recognition."[/color]

Elizabeth blushed at the compliment. [color=649FAF]"It isn't nothing special. Besides, I'm facing off against Ronnie Sarasky and her in-depth story of the anti-war march in Washington D.C. I would be surprised if I win against her..."[/color]

[color=ECC466]"Have fate."[/color]

[color=649FAF]"I will have to find it first."[/color] Elizabeth laughed before realizing that her friend wasn't laughing; instead, she was a little sad. After an awkward cough, she moved on to a different topic. [color=649FAF]"Then, there's my daughter who's doing well in school. I got her the thing that she has been bothering me about for weeks."[/color]

Diana looked down at her drink and then asked in a serious tone, [color=ECC466]"Does she have your powers yet?"[/color]

[color=649FAF]"No... not yet anyway."[/color] Elizabeth responded with a smile like she was grateful. [color=649FAF]"But Jesse is still growing up. According to the family doctor, he thinks the odds of developing powers are higher during puberty. So hopefully, once she grows up, her chances start to decline. And who knows, she might never get my powers in her lifetime..."[/color]

[color=ECC466]"And if she does?"[/color] Diana asked, but Elizabeth remained silent with a frown. [color=ECC466]"I see. If you ever need help with Jesse, contact me and I will be over to assist."[/color]

[color=649FAF]"Thank you, Diana."[/color] Elizabeth's smile returned after hearing that promise. Then, she reached over to her glass of wine and picked it up. [color=649FAF]"Now, let's toast... to better years."[/color]

Diana graabed her glass and lifted it up. [color=ECC466]"To better years."[/color][/color][/indent][/indent][/indent]
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