Anastasia's POV
"I'm getting married tomorrow, and nothing is ready!" I shout pacing through the room as Iris sits on the loveseat watching me hesitantly, and I don't blame her. Everything that could have gone wrong, has gone wrong. I've been relaxed through all of this, and Wally has been teasing me that he picked a bride that hardly cares what exact color the flowers are, but this is very different.
"Ana, you have to breathe." Iris tries to soothe standing up slowly, and I immediately go to help steady her. The baby bump hasn't been making things easy especially since theirs two in there, I honestly have no idea how she's doing it.
"I can't I have one bridesmaid that's dead, another kidnapped, one groomsmen that's MIA, the other killed and kidnapped my bridesmaids, and to top it all off my mother isn't here." Dick is still walking with Zatanna, Conner was supposed to be with M'gann as a last attempt to get them together, Raquel was with Kaldur but that was vetoed immediately I just never got around to finding another, and Roy was with Artemis and obviously neither one of them showed up for the rehearsal.
"Wally's searching for Roy as we speak, we'll find someone for Conner to walk with, and Barry and I are going to walk as well to fill the music." She explains and I bite my cheek so I don't say something along the lines of can you even walk.
"It's not just that everything seems wrong all of a sudden, my dress, the ceremony, the..."
"Seriously you're freaking out for no reason. You're beautiful and your dress is beautiful, and this yours and Wally's day no one is going to care what you do during your ceremony." She states calmly dropping her reporter voice she sometimes accidentally uses. "I know, I know, I don't want anyone to feel uncomfortable that's why we decided for a nonreligious ceremony but-"
"And like I said it's your day." She forces me to sit down looking me over with the cool green eyes of the West family. "It's Wally's too," I whisper meekly worrying now that I have forced to much on him with this ceremony.
"You both made compromises, and your differing beliefs have never caused a problem before. So where is this coming from?" She asks with a light chuckle of disbelief, and I study the texture of her living room carpet instead of looking up.
I was only supposed to be dropping off a dress and tux that match the others, how did I end up here?
"Is it enough though? We all know how brash I can be occasionally, what if I pushed to much? You know Wally's a man of science, and I know my existence still puzzles and scares him theoretically. I just don't want it to be to much." I breathe out pulling my backpack, that I packed for my next stop, closer all of a sudden feeling self conscious about the contents inside.
"It's been five years, if your demigoddessness hasn't scared him off yet it's not going to. Besides it's not like Wally's an active church goer." She laughs at her own joke and I do relax a little letting my shoulders jolt up, but in all honesty she's right. Wally's never called me anything but awesome and badass while strangers who barely know me yell nasty slurs while I'm out in public.
"I know," I feel like I'm saying that a lot. "And he said he understands because it's more than a religion for me, including my family is like having them there for me even if we're the only ones that know it."
"You don't talk about your family.
"Well there's a reason for that." I laugh dryly my arms crossing over myself shielding myself from what? Well that I'm not sure. "It's so crazy and large, and I've never met any of them. My grandfather is just as cruel to women as my grandmother is to men, but I still love them all oddly enough. I shouldn't even be their flesh and blood, but when they took the lump of clay that I was they someone fused their DNA in me to make me apart of their family. Not out of love though."
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Pandora~ A Young Justice Fanfiction
RandomPeople see good and evil, and we're constantly categorizing others based on these ideas. It should be easy to place people under one, but once you start you realize how hard it is. Anastasia Prince is a hero, the choice should be obvious, but once...