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Wonder Woman Teams Up Anew Diana gave the men around her a friendly smile as she entered the room. Everyone on their small team (The Justice League) were there: Bruce Wayne, the unofficial leader, also known as Batman, Clark Kent (Superman), Arthur Curry (Aquaman), Barry Alan (The Flash), and Victor Stone (Cyborg). Alfred was probably somewhere in the new headquarters’ computer room, sorting through tech., getting everything set up, making sure Bruce’s every whim is taken care of. Now that they were through the aftermath of Darkseid’s attack, they had to focus on plans to protect Earth in the future. There had been another huge battle waged in the cold north, in Sokovia, but by another group altogether, The Avengers. It was against a robot-alien-techno-thing that had gone rogue, if she understood the file that was passed on to her. Bruce has been talking of joining up with this group, to spread their resources more evenly over Earth. Seeing as Superman has been helping them incognito at times anyway, and Thor, a very distant relation of hers apparently (small world or galaxy, rather, isn’t it?), is going away indefinitely, it could work. They will háve to work together for Earth to survive, she corrected herself. The short and long of it is though, they have a whole Earth to cover, limited people with “special” powers and a lot of people who have to be trained in a very short space of time. Because the big war wás coming. Something about Infinity Stones. Diana concentrated on the rest of Bruce’s explanation. “So as it stands, I need to stay near Gotham, in reach of Alfred and Victor, who will be sprucing up our computer systems with outside help from Wakanda. Barry will stay here for further training and he has a new job to attend to during the day.” Bruce lifted an eyebrow in Barry’s direction, and was greeted with a big goofy smile. “Arthur and Clark will head up the underwater team looking for more para-demon lairs, as well as assisting with the training of the Atlanteans.” Bruce went on. That left her, she realised. She would have to go to the other team and help with training. She nodded with a small sigh. “The Avengers are hoping to train small groups of elite fighters who will help protect the world against terrorists, war criminals, bio-tech, and at times, aliens. But mostly elite human-, or enhanced human enemies to start with.” Bruce explained further. Nothing they didn’t already know. Diana and Steve will be heading up the training of these elite small groups. “Wakanda’s leader, T’Challa (Black Panther), has agreed to create a hidden training facility on his land in East Africa. The training will be overseen by Captain Steven Brandt Rogers, super soldier. The superhuman serum that enhanced Captain America's physical attributes also improved his mental faculties—such as cognition, perception, balance, aim, and reflexes—to near genius-level. He is just as lethal with his shield, as our Diana is with hers.” Bruce said with a slight smile. Bruce went on to explain in more detail to her, how similar their fighting styles were, pointed out some of the differences, and then emphasized that, as Captain Rogers came from a military background, he could also shoot extremely well. As their future missions will be focusing more on fighting terrorists, and enhanced-human enemies, Steve will be helping Diana further with her shooting skills. They will be training together, and train the newbs as well. Diana had a week in which she got everything ready, and left on one of Bruce’s private jet’s for Wakanda. She loved Africa. In fact she was there only a couple of months ago while recuperating from a vicious mental and physical attack. It is the ideal place to recharge your batteries, for there is a good reason they say the continent runs on “Africa-time”. People do not seem to hurry, and appointments are sometimes more a suggestion of time to meet, than a fact. The same could of course not be said of big cities, where everything ran around money and time. It was the exquisite rural vistas that drew her, and helped her heal. Then again, with what was waiting on them, and the background of T’Challa and his technologically super-advanced state, she doubted they ran on “Africa-time”. Wakanda itself was a smallish country, with villages, or settlements, in various nooks and crannies of the plato, which was itself on the side of a mountain. It lay on different levels each only reachable by huge swaying, roundabout rope bridges, marvels of engineering itself, other than the very small, dangerous air field of Wakanda. To the north was a huge mountain peak; the biggest desert lake in Africa was to the south, and inescapable cliffs to both the west and east. From the main lake ran three rivers, two of which surrounded Wakanda as well. It was near impenetrable, if you didn’t know your stuff. The settlements seemed to be randomly placed, but in actual fact was in strategic defensive positions with regards to the country, and the Vibranium they were protecting. The capital (Birnin Zana, also known locally as the Golden City) was on the banks of Lake Turkana, seemingly just another African city, but upon closer inspection the touch of technology could be seen everywhere. It was the most technologically advanced country in the world, despite its size. Due to it being cloaked, it can’t easily be detected. Diana gasped at the profusely growing plants everywhere. Even the farmland had to be maintained every day to stop the plants from taking back the space. As such she knew that her main diet for the next couple of months would be meat, vegetables and fruit. Very little starch (gluten specifically) based foods such as bread, rice, and pasta, and very little to no sweets, she told herself. The one “weak” point she had being chocolate, specifically Belgian, but in general any chocolate. The stash she brought along would have to last her this whole time. She was taken directly to the new training facility close to Warrior Falls, and the hive of activity continued non-stop as she was helped out of the Jeep. All around the sound of building, metal scraping, hammers hitting nails, the grunts and moans of hard labour permeated the air. “This way, please ma’am.” the soldier beckoned. “I am to take you to your room to deposit your bags, and then take you to Captain Rogers and King T’Challa” he continued nervously. He wasn’t prepared to meet such a lady. She had an air of regality about her, even though her demeanour was that of any normal person. They were told she was a female soldier, a fighter. She didn’t look like one. He lead her into a wood and grass building, seemingly no bigger than a three room house from the outside. They entered through a doorway with an invisible force field, which she of course could detect with no problem. Inside, the cool, plastered walls belied its humble outside appearance. The hum and vibrations of technology filled the air. Vibranium driven machines were running full steam, so to speak. She was lead down a long flight of spiralling stairs, along a winding passage with various doors leading off it. Beautiful tapestries depicting the everyday life of Wakandan people, were on display on the passage walls. They stopped in front of a nondescript door which the soldier opened for her. “Your quarters ma’am. This is a small lounge, with your room and private bathroom through those doors respectively. Meals are served three times a day in the dining room at the end of this passage, and you are welcome to help yourself to something in the kitchen off the dining room at other times. If you could please place your hand here,” and he motioned to a lighted rectangle next to the door. She felt a small prick on her thumb, and only just stopped herself from punching the rectangle. “Your bio-print is now registered with the system, and I’ll set it so only you have access to your quarters.” Diana looked on in amazement. She wasn’t quite comfortable knowing she was underground and surrounded by this much technology, but the room felt comfortable and airy with various lights shining out of niches in the walls. In the corner of the lounge was a small kitchenette, and she quickly peeked into her room when her bags were carried in. She will be most comfortable here. “We better not keep the gentlemen waiting any longer,” Diana said and turned to the soldier with a smile as he lead her out of her rooms. They went down one more flight of stairs, and her guide named the rooms as they passed them. The doors were not marked in any way as far as she could see. “Armoury or 'The Toy Store' as we call it” he explained with a huge grin on his boyish face. “Gun range, safety equipment, medical equipment, training rooms, exercise rooms, weights, bathrooms here and here, massage rooms, computer and tech.room for surveillance, offices for you and the Captain, and then the two boardrooms. One big, one small. The small one is where we are headed. And another large dining room at the end of the passage so you don’t have to go back upstairs for lunch.” He opened the door for her and blushed profusely as she smiled and thanked him, which stopped his nervous babble. Diana took a deep breath and turned to meet the two men in the room. She couldn’t stop the small involuntary gasp when she came face-to-face with Captain Steven Brandt Rogers. This is indeed going to be an interesting time. ----000---- Mental Health: First 15 bible study weekday mornings. Sleep: lights off by 21h45. Water/Rooibos: >= 750ml/day. Prize: For every 5 days (all three goals), I can buy an Aloe cooldrink/water at that time. Physical Health: Morning exercises (Mondays, Wednesday, Fridays - BW & other strength). (PASS: 10 days) Afternoon exercises (at least 3x/week, one long (4km) and two short (2km) walks). (PASS: 10 days) Gluten-based food OR starches, and chocolate once a week each, only. (More than that --> 10x burpees/each portion). No prize (well the prize for staying away from starches and chocolates are NO burpees! That's a win however way you see it.) FA Training: Dry fire practice mornings (Tuesdays, Thursdays). (PASS: 6 days) EDC at least 3x/week. (PASS: 10 days) Prize: AIWB holster for my belly band - no clip, slip into space but should hold form. Finances: Report to King T’Challa on March budget for training, or in Elize terminology: finish up to March finances on the spreadsheet. PS: still to add prizes, but this round I will focus more on dry fire training and edc-ing. Exercises are of course important, but they are basically continuing from last challenge with only small changes. I only have 6 weeks left till the Waterra OCR which Brandt (hubby) and I will take part in together. For those who don't know me, and haven't guessed as yet, I tend to ramble a lot about my daily life, my hubby and kids in my challenges and at times this becomes something of a "Dear Diary" monologue. I'm just mentioning that here, because I know that is not everyone's cup of tea.