JLA Watchtower (Archive)

Polly was nothing if not well prepared and the measurements for her non-ceremonial armor are almost exactly the same as Donna's. It flattens her chest a bit more than her old armor did. Mom never had to go through the whole morning sickness and expanding cup size thing, however. Still, it was going to have to do and she's stolen a moment alone for "mediation, planning and preparedness."

It's weird that she thinks of mom's name as "Polly," and not Hippolyta. It's one of those quirks between her and Diana. She used to know about Wonder Woman the World War Two fighter. Wildcat and the others in the JSA had stories. Diana grew up with her as queen of this island. Diana introduced her to Polly as "one who follows our example." She had slipped in her nervousness and called her "Queen Polly," which rated a raised eyebrow. Then Donna offered a gift-wrapped box to the queen "from the person who taught me about you." She didn't think either her or Diana were expecting the Peanut M&M's and double salted licorice buttons Ted had back into the wrapped box. Somehow though, Hippolyta - Queen of the Amazons - suddenly became "our girl Polly," and, somehow, a surrogate mother to her with a look and knowing smile.

She wipes the sweat out of her eyes and cleans away more of the armor seeing a wavy sort of reflection there. It could be any of the three of them in a Picasso sort of way. Diana told no one about the "twin," she had created and had thought it was destroyed by Polly's old World War II nemesis - who was still after her - which brought everything back to circle around again. Their mother either hid her shock very well or had accepted something like it long ago. Little wonder she and Hawkman got along.

It's not her only life, but it's been tied into the Titan one. Mary Donna was made possible here. Roy's quest to bring her back from the dead started here. Lian now wears bracelets. Even Kory is now accepted as an Amazon. It fits with who's she's become - at least most of the time. The Senate barred any men from the island, even those who would help. Their ways. Their reasons and they're good ones. Her hand brushes her hair away from her neck and she feels the chain there. Oh, right. That's why it bothers her. She smiles a little at her brother's "reminder."

Not that a group of Greek Amazons celebrate a pseudo-Celtic neo-pagan holiday. They do celebrate fertility rites this time of year, but the when varies based on the moon's light. At one of those festivals years ago, the young princess Diana wished for a companion. Magala took a part of the girl's divine soul and created her. The twins studied and trained together for months before Dark Angel caused her first death and sent her through the first of many incarnations. So maybe it wasn't coincidence that when Dick Grayson, her "twin," of a kind in this life, finally tracked down her birth certificate it read "May 1st."

Today, she's out of the infirmary with her skin still largely pink from recently healing. They traditionally burn an Amazon with her armor upon death, so no functional armor right now. She'd strapping on weapons that she recovered from the ruins of her and Roy's room that are older than most countries. Deportation papers are on a stand next to her. She packs the most important thing last and stows it close to her heart - a picture of the Titans. She wishes she could take a few without masks, but if she falls those shouldn't get back to Luthor. Green Shield took Lian to be with the Arrows, so she'll be well taken care of.

She looks around the ruins of the Tower. Two homes threatened in so little time. She can't help but feel a little cursed. A nice birthday gift would be not having any more death and damage done or at least enough time to say a real good-bye to people, but Luthor probably won't accommodate either request.