Justice

A Reclaiming Equestria Story Featuring DCAU Batman and Wonder Woman

Chapter One: Interference

Diana smiled, gracefully walking through the large room, heading toward the speaking floor. Recently, opening the Themyscaria Embassy, helping with Audery's growing unrest in Kasnia, and then finally openly dating was certainly taking most of her time. The fact that she could call tonight a date was a bit of a stretch, but Bruce was doing his best to act his part.

It was certainly a black tie affair, most of anything Wayne Enterprises was connected to tended to be formal, and being here as Bruce's fiancee certainly allowed her some freedom. There were still a few lewd stares in her direction, from men and woman, but she had learned to hold her temper. Coming into the "world of men" meant she ofttimes had to deal with the rather unsavory idea of women as objects. It was as foreign a concept as the concentration of wealth was to all Themyscarians.

The ways of the Amazons didn't include a stratified society or accumulated wealth. Every Amazon was given more than enough to live on with the collected bounty of the island. Poverty there was next to nonexistent and even as a Princess, Diana was expected to live a life of frugality and practicality. If she had to hear another corpulent penguin blather on about his homes, his yachts, or his personal airplanes, she might just renege on her promise to be polite tonight and start busting heads.

She looked about the room. Bruce undoubtedly was speaking to Lucius Fox. The times she'd met him Diana came to conclusion that Lucius was gifted if overlooked within Wayne Enterprises. Another aspect of the world of men that she despised, racism. Lucius was likely the most brilliant man, besides Bruce, she had ever met. She had it in her mind that if Athena and Lucius were to ever meet, if would a match made in the Heavens. She knew several of her Amazon sisters who not be treated well here, not only because they were women but also because their skin color was as dark as Mr. Fox's.

As she sifted through the crowd, she invariably heard Bruce's voice carrying from one corner of the ball room. As she marched to that section, she also picked up the sound a woman's voice, a woman with a sultry, deep alto that was plying compliment and innuendo in Bruce's direction. While not a jealous woman, Diana couldn't help but feel a thrill of jealousy pass through her stomach. As she parted a pair of gluttonous bankers making light of her physique (and ultimately paying the price as she shoved them away rather forcefully) she finally saw her beau- and a striking woman with short ringlets of fawn colored hair.

There was no denying that the woman was, without doubt, beautiful. She was also someone that Diana knew fairly well. There was some respect, some understanding between the two of them. Diana had assumed that part of that understanding would include Selina not attempting to seduce Bruce. It wasn't that she was worried. Bruce wasn't one to fall for seduction, but the fact that Selina was even attempting was causing a bite of anger to take hold in her stomach. Or maybe it was all this processed food was imbibing tonight. Grains, fruits, vegetables, that was the diet of an Amazon. These "hor d'oeuvres" she was nibbling on were doing nothing for her palate or her digestion.

"Excuse, me," Diana said, interrupting a contentious debate between the two, "but I was hoping to steal away my fiancee for a few moments?"

Selina turned her head, as did Bruce, and glowered at the Amazon for a moment. The glower lasted but a moment, far longer than Diana would have prefered, before an ingratiating grin spread on the Kyle woman's face.

"Diana," she beamed, "how nice of you to drop in and say hi! Bruce and I were just discussing some politics. Would you care to join?"

"No," Diana retorted, "I would rather not. Politics are- not polite dinner conversation."

Bruce, sticking to his foppish playboy persona, laughed and uttered, "I've been trying to convince of her of that for the last ten minutes! I'm glad to see I have someone on my side."

"Why would I not be on your side?" Diana cooed.

"I know, I can always count on you," he gave a slight grin to Selina.

Diana had seen that grin a thousand times, and she'd seen it directed toward others in the know. It wasn't a completely nice and polite gesture. It basically was a statement that there would be talk, later, with the real Bruce Wayne. Selina seemed to have taken the hint, and she looked at Diana.

"Well, dearie, it looks like you've taken my suggestion of staking your claim exceptionally well. I believe this is the point of the evening where I should go ahead and mingle. After all, I do so want my charity work to be funded, and there are more than a few individuals that would be capable of doing just that."

Selina turned to leave to get a face full of chest. That chest, Diana was surprised to see, belonged to Gotham's newest billionaire. It was strange to see him here, as he often employed what Bruce referred to as the Howard Hughes defense, sticking close to his home on the outskirts of Gotham and not making many public appearances. Unlike the rest of the Gotham Socialites, Moexatl Ana'Ra was a newcomer and didn't imbibe a thing at these gatherings. Indeed, he was holding onto a used water bottle filled with tap water. His eyes swept over Ms. Kyle and a glimmer formed in his dark eyes.

"Ah, Ms. Kyle, a pleasure bumping into you, literally," Ana'Ra said.

"Well, if it isn't the elusive Mr. Moexatl," Selina retorted, "whatever brought out a man such as yourself to this hive of scum and villainy?"

"Besides boredom?" Ana"ra answered, "the cats."

"The cats?" Diana asked, "What does he mean?"

"What I mean, Miss, is that I am conservationist, not to be confused with a communist or a conservative," Ana'Ra replied, "I adore wild things, like the mountain lions that bastard is trying to kill off for his overpriced condos."

"I didn't know you cared about wildlife," Selina commented, "I would thought an industrialist like yourself would prefer a place like Dagget's for the- amenities."

"As if," Ana'Ra replied venomously, "a wise man once said, 'In wildness is the preservation of the world.' The more 'civilized' our planet becomes the less natural it becomes. I would not want to tell my future children that there used to condors and pumas and whales but humanity killed them off in the name of progress and profit."

"Well, finally, a man with a spine," Selina cooed, "why don't you and I discuss the kitties somewhere cozy?"

"For you Miss Kyle," Ana'Ra said, "anywhere is fine as long as it isn't here."

"I like the sound of that," Selina said, then to Diana and Bruce, "well, it looks I wasn't long for this soiree. See you two lovebirds later."

With a swish of her ball gown, Selina and the taller Ana'Ra made their way to the exit.

"She works quickly," Diana mused, still uncomfortable with the idea of her fellow sisters as competition for male attention and everything else, "Bruce, if I may, how do you stand these things? I've heard more discussion on such banal trivialities than even the worst gossip on Themyscaria."

"I don't," Bruce answers in a low whisper, "I do my best to screen it all out, until something important comes along. Which in this crowd, rarely happens."

She looked around, seeing the practically endless amount of Gotham's wealthy Elite. She then saw someone else enter. She had been naive before, and part of that naivety had been that Clark simply didn't have the same kind of enemies she and Bruce had. Faust had been after power, ultimate power, Cheeta was looking for a way to transform back, and slowly losing herself to the more animalistic side she'd adopted.

One of her own sisters had attempted to kill all men on Earth, and then there was her… She didn't want to call Hades her father. Perhaps he had helped her mother form her from clay. Perhaps that had been true, but he was not her father. Regardless, Hades tended to be a thorn in the League's side, and he did tend to like to specifically mess with her. But it had been Luthor that had made her realize that everyone had darkness in them, and he had let his own perversions take hold.

Time had flown since that time, there had been questions asked, various talk shows, newspaper interviews, and through it all she had been held a hero not for her normal actions, but because she had come forward and reported what Luthor had done. Regardless, Lex Luthor was gone, dead, and as a twisted gift Hades was personally seeing to his torment in Tartarus.

She'd been allowed to see it, once, on her birthday. Morpheus apparently had done a favor for Hades by filling her dreams with the sounds of Lex screaming. She could smell the brimstone, the heat, and see Luthor's phantom body healing once more before Hades personally had his enchanted suits of armor begin slicing his skin from his muscle, his muscle from his bones, and then crushing the bones into dust.

"Happy Birthday Daughter, know that this… soul, will never find rest. That is my gift to you."

She had awoken from the dream, and a small part of her felt guilty that she did not feel some sympathy for Luthor. Now, she looked at another business man that was far more open with his evil than Luthor had been. Roland Dagget walked into the party. He looked confident, powerful, and most of all pleased with himself.

"Wayne," he said.

"Dagget, I didn't know you had an invitation."

The older man produced a silver envelope with gold lettering, "Everyone that donated to the Wayne Enterprises Orphanage fund received one."

She could see the way Bruce was trying to control himself, "You know, it was smart of what you did, buying up all of Luthor's business. You managed to get his contracts, his holdings, and hell, somehow you managed to hold onto them, or you did."

She watched as Dagget pulled another envelope from his pocket, "I'm sure you remember Federal Judge Watson. A friend of mine, a club owner in our fair city, introduced me to her. Well, it seems that your acquisition of Luthor Tech, and holding onto it, can be considered a monopoly. The Government is going to demand that you sell sections of it off. I wanted to give you the news before the official paperwork is delivered. Be seeing you."

She watched him walk away, and she felt sick. Luthor acted the same way. He was just as arrogant as Dagget. She hadn't even realized she was beginning to hyperventilate until she was lead outside.

"It's okay Princess, breathe."

She took a few breaths, trying to desperately to calm down. Since recovering herself, since remembering who she was, more memories had surfaced. She still remember being that other woman Luthor had Grodd create. Most of the false memories had faded, but not what had happened, not letting Luthor do those things to her.

"Sorry," she says.

"Don't be. Besides, this is good enough excuse to leave."

"You would use a panic attack to leave?"

He looks at her, his expression telling her that he's most likely done that before. Bruce walks toward Lucius, explaining that they need to leave, and to please extend every courtesy to their guests. She watched as he congratulated Lucius on his new venture, and together they walked out of the party. Waiting, almost as if he had known they would be leaving early, was Alfred.

"Master Bruce, Your Highness, I assume that you've endured the social as long as possible."

She nodded, and Alfred gave a slight smile, "Very well."

Without another word the Rolls Royce Phantom II begins to drive down the icy street. It feels nice, to be alone, to be heading home. She moved against Bruce, enjoying the closeness they have. She realized that once we get there Bruce will be checking in with his sons, no their sons, and they will both ensure they are fine.

Checking in on them holds another reason. Tim, after what happened, the abduction, then what happened with the Joker… she closed her eyes. It took a year for him to gain some kind of peace, and finding that microchip the Joker left on him. She was thankful that her lasso had the ability to help, although it had been horrifying hearing the Joker's voice come from their son.

Arriving home Diana relaxed once they were inside of the manor. Wayne Manor was huge, most of it cleaned by cleaning crews that Alfred personally oversaw, although Alfred did handle most of the more delicate work. Together the two of them walked to the cave. Once there they were greeted by the sound of Tim hitting the heavy bag.

"Master Timothy, am I to assume that you've studied for your college entrance exams?"

He looked at the older man, and instead of fighting or trying to say he had, he shook his head.

"Then I suggest that you go and prepare."

"Dick thinks I'm ready."

"No."

Tim was expecting Bruce to say it. He was expecting to hear Bruce's voice. He wasn't expecting Diana.

"Di…"

She nears him, pulling him into a hug. One that he isn't able to break, and soon he returns it.

"I can do this. I was careless before, too over confident."

"Tim, it's not up for discussion."

"Actually, it is."

Both of them looked up to see Nightwing, Dick Grayson, their oldest son, walking toward him. Behind him Powergirl, Karen Starr, who had formerly been the clone of Kara Galatea, neared them.

"The Titans are reforming. They need some new recruits, and they need some sponsors. I've agreed, so has 'Tea. We'll be there to help oversee it. He's going to start again even if you don't like it Bruce. You taught us too well."

Bruce looked at them, his eyes hard, his mind set, and before the word could leave his mouth the alarm went off. He went over to the computer and opened the communication between the cave and the Watchtower.

"Batman, Wonder Woman, there has been a disturbance in Metropolis. One of Star Labs' old facilities has been accessed."

"If you're contacting us then this is beyond local law enforcement abilities."

"It is," Mr. Terrific said as he switched the sight over the lab, "It's the lab that had access to part of CADMUS' stockpile of tech. We can't be sure what they're after, but the intruders are not the typical hired muscle we've seen with the local organized crime syndicates. Their methods are far superior. I wouldn't have known about the breakin if it hadn't been for one of your hidden motion detectors. They went through some serious level five security."

"We're on it. Give us three minutes and then activate the teleportation platform to direct teleport the both of us there."

"Tim, we will discuss this when we return."

With that Bruce and Diana quickly changed, stepped up to the platform, and a few moments later they were gone.

Star Labs #0010, CADMUS Access Point

Walking up to the door the first thing Bruce noticed was how it didn't quite close right. The thieves had obviously been cauious enough to ensure that the building didn't seal back once the door was open. Below this building was a collection of weapons that was locked away for good reason. There was a collection of weapons from Luthor Tech, Apokolips, alternate realities, and even in some cases, the far future. CADMUS had went through a ton of trouble to ensure that it would take more than normal master thieves to get to their vault, and then beyond it would take something else. They both moved into the building, listening for the sounds of footsteps, for anything that would alert them, and then they saw the shadows.

"Honestly, I really didn't expect anyone to know what was going to happen for a few weeks."

Looking at them Bruce instantly recognized the faces from the report Stewart and Queen had brought back. Tharok, Persuader, and Emerald Empress of the Fatal Five.

"I thought you said that the news archives of this era indicated there would be no one here."

Tharok turned toward the green haired woman, his eyes hard, "I said the news archives indicated that official discovery of the break in, and the theft, wasn't known until well over a week after today. That's different, and it just means that we defeat these two."

Before any of them could say a word a green shower of sparks flew and they turned to see Persuader cut through a sealed door. When he did a light began to cover the five of them. Knowing they had seconds, at best, to leave Tharok grabbed his two allies and pressed a small device on his wrist. The three of them disappeared, and the light spread out toward both Bruce and Diana.

"Bruce?"

"Diana get clear, now!"

"I'll," he shook his head as he ran behind her.

"No, you'd need to fly far faster than I could withstand to escape that, that's why you need to get clear now!"

"I will not leave you!"

The light covered them, and a moment later there was a loud blast. Behind the sealed door an experimental dimensional travel portal device, designed by Luthor Tech, powered down.

Everfree Forest - Near the Ruins of the Castle of the Two Sisters

She'd gotten loose, and she wasn't sure how it was that she had. All she knew was that there was three Caribou guards chasing her, and if they caught her… Oh sweet Celestia death would be better. It would be so much better.

"Get back here cunt!"

She wanted to scream, to cry out, but she didn't dare. She needed to flee deeper into the Everfree. Deeper into the safety of these woods. How had it come to this? How had things gotten so bad? Her dark midnight blue coat was covered with sweat. She was thankful, so thankful, that Dainn had been foolish enough to transport her to Ponyville, to show off his prized black collar.

If she had her magic, her horn, she would deal with these three, destroying them where they stood, but she didn't have her magic, and the enchanted binding on her wings were digging painfully into them. It was hard to run, to stay focused, but she had so little choice.

"When we catch you, we're going to take turns teaching you your place, and then King Dainn is going to be far less merciful than we are!"

That was not an incentive for her to stop. If she crossed the bridge she would be in her old home again, and there was traps, hidden passages, all of which would give her an edge until she free herself of these bindings, and perhaps find a way of regrowing her horn. She felt the sway of the old wooden bridge, this was it, just a few yards and she'd be in front of her old home. Her pace quickened, her hands grasped the ropes,and she practically started sprinting across. She saw the salvation of her old home.

She would heal, she would regrow her feathers on her wings, bring back her horn, and she would rise up with her subjects. Together they'd stop Dainn, together they would bring back peace, true peace, to Equestria. She sprinted toward the old thick doors and then she felt herself knocked to the ground. Salvation a mere fifteen hoofsteps away from her.

"Cunt, you dare to defy us?" she felt her tail roughly moved, her hands held down in front of her, her legs pried open, and then she felt the head of a cock touch her tailhole.

She felt tears threatening to flow down her cheeks. These monsters had stolen her hope. She felt him roughly enter her. There was no chance to get away, and she let out a primal scream of pain.

"Shut up Cunt!"

He hit the back of her head driving it into the dirt.

"Please, please help us! If somepony can hear me help us!"

"The stupid cow thinks there will be help coming. Don't you realize the power of male superiority? We've won, we are everything, we are your masters, and it is your duty to be our cocksleeves and breed for us."

She cried, and yet something did hear her. The very Everfree forest itself heard her cries. Like the Tree of Harmony the Everfree was made of old magic, but it was chaotic, random, and it understood the need for harmony. It witnessed what happened inside of it, and it began to feel outside of itself, sensing the disorder and chaos that was happening across all of Equestria, throughout most of Equus.

It sensed the great turmoil, the horrific things so many were being subjected to, and within the span of mere moments a sort of council was held of some of the oldest living pieces of magic. It was decided that a champion, or champions, were needed. Sapient beings that stood for harmony, for justice, and would undo what had been done. First the council looked across its own world, but there was none that had the qualities it needed, or if they did, they had been corrupted and could possibly become corrupted again.

At that point it stretched out, feeling further, and it found two. Both stood for justice, both stood against those who would cause disharmony, and both would fight to the death to protect innocence. One was even considered a knight. Deciding both of these beings would be perfect the Everfree with the other living magic felt the connection of where they were trapped, opened it, and dumped them onto the world waiting for them.

Dropping out, the two of them hit the ground. Diana slowly rose, hearing the screams of pain, of fear, and saw what was going on. Her eyes blazed with the fury of the sun, her anger thick and hot, and she rushed forward grasping one of the would be attackers. It didn't matter that they stood like humans and looked like animals. It didn't matter that there was three of them. All that mattered was that one of them was being violated. She knocked the attack she was holding away, causing him to slam hard into a tree breaking it in half, and sending him tumbling on.

Her eyes fell on the other two attackers. Before she could do anything else a powerful green glow covered her, lifting her into the air. She felt her arms and legs stretched out, and then she was slammed against the side of the castle.

"Cunt, I don't know what you are, but I do know what is going to happen. You will be taught your place."

They didn't hear, nor see the being that had moved into the shadow. They didn't hear the sound of two bat shaped boom-a-rangs heading toward them. But they felt the incredible amount of electricity stored in each one. Both of them fell to the ground, and Diana followed suit.

She watched as he came out of the shadows, as he neared the trembling creature. He knelt down, slowly, "Are you okay?"

The creature looked at him, her face showing confusing.

"Do you understand me?"

Luna watched as he looked on at her in confusion. Didn't he understand simple Enquish? She had spoken plain enough, even used the more common half nicker instead of the older more pronounced older tongue.

"Bruce, I don't think that she understands us, but Hera, she's intelligent. She's directly attempting to speak to you."

He offered her his hand. Slowly, she took it, realizing that neither he, nor the other female, seemed interested in hurting her. She then watched as he tied up the two knocked out Caribou. She wanted to explained that it would be best to throw them into the ravine. To let them fall to their deaths, but she couldn't. Instead all she could do was to point to them, then to the ravine.

He shook his head, and she shook her head, pointing back at them, then again to the ravine. Again he shook his head, indicating that he wouldn't do it. She closed her eyes and swore softly. After a moment she pointed to the stub where her horn had been, then at their antlers. He watched her motions, and then she showed him again. Realizing what she meant he looked at the female and together they looked at the two of them.

She watched as he pulled something from his belt. It looked small unimportant, and then a mere moment later a green light came out of it. The light moved across the antlers of one of them and she watched as they fell off. What was left was a charred place where the light had moved. Before he could do the same to the other one the female had grabbed the antlers, moved her hand slightly and broke them with little effort.

She was was stronger, much stronger, than any of her Earth Pony subjects. At least now they would be unable to cast magic. With that she pointed to them again, pointed to the castle, to them, and then the female lifted them with all ease. They followed her into the old castle and she had to stop and consider everything. It had been ages since she had lived here, and while she remembered where everything was at, she was having a hard time remember how to access the dungeons.

She remembered the castle being built, each stone selected and cut, and then she remembered the access to the stairs. She walked toward a bust of her father. She pressed into his right eye, and when she did part of the wall moved. The two of them followed her until they were deep into the bowels of the castle itself.

She pointed toward one of the cells, and watched as they put them into it. She walked forward and pulled the gate shut. The sound of the ancient lock clicking into place echoed, and she was thankful that the stone and ironworkers were so well versed in their crafts. She looked at them, desperately trying to think of how to communicate with them. Even speaking as if to a foal would be of benefit.

They climbed the stairs again, and she felt uneasy. Over the last several months clothing had been a luxury she was not granted. She had never been overly proud of her body. Celestia was certainly the more beautiful of the two of them, but now she felt shameful to be nude. She knew any clothes here would be rotted to nothingness. She covered herself, and it was the male, the stallion, for lack of a better word, that acted.

She watched as he dug into his belt, pulling out two small pouches. He placed them on the ground, stepped on them, and she watched as they grew. After a moment they popped open and he handed her what looked like a shirt made for an Earth Pony, and pants that would likely fit anypony, or would except for the tail.

She quickly pulled the pants on, ignoring the fact that they hung below her tail, and then she pulled the shirt on. She felt the restrainers still holding her, digging into her, the enchantment still strong. She felt a twinge of pain as the internal barbs dug into her flesh. She felt the female feel them, look at the male, and a moment later she heard the sound of the metal crunching, ripping, and then it came off. There was a jolt of energy, one that knocked the female to the ground.

The male said a single word, it was odd, but he'd said it a few times. It was always directed toward her, always toward the female, and that must have been her name. She cleared her throat, at least she could try to say the name of one of her rescuers.

"D..Diana."

Bruce looked at the creature. The word was strained, and it sounded as if said by a member of the royal family, but it was certainly Diana's name.

She could understand. She seemed to get that they were speaking another language. If she could learn a name she could learn other words. He could as well. Being able to speak would be of a benefit in this place.

"Hera, did she just say my name?"

Bruce nodded, "Diana," he pointed to Diana, and then he pointed to the creature.

The creature looked at him, opened its mouth, and he heard some nickering, then what sounded like a word mixed in there. He wasn't sure, but it sounded like Lunar. Like her he cleared his throat.

"Lunar?"

She shook her head, saying the word itself a bit more clearly. It sounded almost strained the way she was doing it, and he realized that she must be trying to pronounce it in a way he'd understand.

"Luna?"

She nodded.

He looked at Diana who was looking at him. No one here knew his identity. There was no one to protect, and if they were building a relationship between the inhabitants. He looked at her again, pulled his cowl back, He could see her studying his face, seeing what he truly looked like for a moment.

"Bruce."

Author's Note:

(AN: Wow, I've been giving this a surprising amount of thought, and at the end of the day I just had to go with it. L0rd0f7hund3rand I have talked about this for a while, and we both came to the conclusion that Batman and Wonder Woman would make an interesting choice to help defeat the Caribou and save the Equestrians. So, a huge hand for him helping me out, and being a great co-author and sounding board.)