A wish a heart makes {wonderbat}

What if...(part 2)

Amizons greeted the fallen, metal air craft with causation. Not knowing what it was Hippolyta made sure that everyone was armed and prepared for anything.

Then there was a grown. Someone in the recage was alive, and changed the game from a exploration to a recovery.

The women attacked the plane looking for the source of the sounds. That's when they saw him.

The piolet had blood spilling out form his head and marks all over his body. But he was still breathing... still alive. He kept trying to speak but found himself in tremendous pain.

Another Amazon picked a little boy. "I found a littler version of him." She called to the party.

Hippolyta looked from the man to the boy. The resemblance could only be that of generics. But her suspicions where confirmed when the man with a corse voice exhaled, "m-my son... Bruce...p-please... help." His head dropped and he was out.

Hippolyta right then and there decided that this man was no threat, At least not in his current condition, but a father.

"Let's take him back."

"But!" One of the Orders in the party protested, "it's a man! Are you really going to let him into our home?!"

"We are not monsters. We will not abandon a creature in need. Even if it is a man."

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Diana rushed down rushed down the stairs. She couldn't believe what she was hearing a man! A man was on the island. Everyone was buzzing with Curiosity. But none more than Her.

The nursemates left the room and as they did Diana poked her head in. In the room she saw the man lying on the bed. He was all bandaged up asleep.

She just wanted one good look. One glance at what a man looks like. She had to see for herself the evil that lies in one of these foreign creatures.

As she got closer the more she heard the more she saw.

She could hear his staggered breathing. She could see an ear, a chiselled jaw. She was ok the bed look of over the man. It looked just like any other amazon. Two eyes, skin, noise. What made him softest?

Suddenly she heard a voice. "Who are you?"

It was a soft voice that belonged to a kid. But she was too started to noice. she flattened herself to the side of the bed.

Then slowly as her heart beat in her ear she poked her head back above the body on the bed to see a kid.

A person with short black hair and blue eyes. It looked like the man but smaller, skinnier, and younger.

The two looked into each other's eyes with very different expressions.

She wasn't supposed to be here and ran for the door. But something stopped her.

The boys face floated in her mind. It was a sad look. His eyes red and cheeks warm form wiping away tears. But it was something else... a lacking of hope.

She looked back in the room and the boy was standing with his arms foulded and head down.

She slowly rentrées the room.

Regardless of the boy standing in front of her she saw his face that gave her stomach a tight feeling. She couldn't describe the feeling but she wanted to confront the boy.

The boy only noticed her when was only a foot away. He looked at her and rubbed his eyes.

"You dress weird." She started.