Wonder's Thunder ϟ 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐫 | 1

۩ - Chapter 5

The next day, Diana awoke at eight in the morning to the sun streaming in through the curtains, only to realise it was her day off, rolling over, the goddess went back to sleep for an extra hour before the annoying sun woke her up again.

Standing on her feet, she strutted out of the room, wearing the same grey Nike tank top and black yoga pants she had went to sleep in, a cup of coffee being the first thing on her list because as much as Diana would prefer tea, the caffeine in coffee affected her body quicker.

"An extra hour of sleep and yet I'm sleepier than normal." She muttered to herself as the toast popped up, smiling slightly at how the hot beverage helped make her feel more alert while making food for herself. Smearing the bread with butter, and then strawberry jelly, or jam as she called it, due to being severely contaminated with Etta's Britishness during her time from the early 1920s to the 80s.

By the time it was eleven, Diana had begun her workout routine, making sure that she would be able to wield her sword and shield if necessary, and in that armour, gods now how awkward if she was that out of shape that it made her feel insecure about her body. If you wanted to help but were afraid if doing this or that would make you look weak or show your fat would really hinder performance.

At least an hour to two hours later, the woman was finally finished her heavy work out. Cleaning up the mess and doing something normally done by people trying to seem aesthetic, meditation when she was struck with the sudden impulse to visit SHIELD headquarters, like she promised Natasha to do.

hey, guess what...

i'll be there in half an hour, just pls call me Bellona

see ya then
wait
you're seriously using your fake last name

so what, a name's a name

yeah but your name is diana prince-bellona

shut up
it's part of my name and its hyphenated so i could go by either if i wanted to

The Amazon sighed, knowing that this would be the reason she had to actually present herself as a normal human being and then alter her personality, mix in a bit of the average SHIELD agent personality and then lie about her identity.

Feet padded around, throwing the SHIELD jacket that had been gifted to her by Fury in the 90s, since Carol demanded that the two heroes got matching jackets if they ever wanted to show up and not be judged too dramatically. Other clothes were placed down, such as combat boots and camo cargo pants with a faded black tank top, to make her seem like average military personnel.

Stepping out of the shower, Diana waved her hand around, the breeze drying her long brown locks before a brush ran through, untangling the strands and styling it. Once dressed, Diana placed the dog tags of Steve Trevor around her neck, she smiled at the thought of the man who had died for her and the rest of the world.

Diana locked every window and then locked the front door. Softly, fingers opened the window leading to the fire escape, closing it tightly after the body of Diana Prince, or Bellona, whichever last name she chose to go by, slipped through, closed it tightly.

Combat boots pressed into the metal as Diana jumped, forcing the air to support her weight and using it to push her up to where the Hellicarier was, immediately she was met by Phil Coulson, who greeted her with a small wave before wordlessly leading her to the room where the mess that was the Avengers were right now.

The Amazon looked at the Agent, smiling a grateful smile, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Diana entered the bridge, locking eyes with Natasha Romanoff, who quickly altered her gaze to not make it obvious there was another being in the room and to get back to watching the one-eyed man argue with a lunatic of a god.

Slinking into the shadows, the former demigod watched the chaos happen, listening to them all start to argue, a certain blonde using the fact that Loki was adopted to try and justify his actions like murdering eighty people in two days was perfectly normal almost made Diana snort with laughter.

Deciding she had seen enough, the Grecko-Roman beauty began to leave the room, almost at the door when the sole of her shoe slipped slightly, making an obnoxious squeak, which caused her to wince as all eyes shot to her.