Rain lashed against the windows of the Ju,stice League Watchtower, mirroring the tempest brewing inside Diana.

She paced the gleaming metallic floor, the rhythmic clang of her bracelets a counterpoint to the storm.

Her gaze kept returning to the figure hunched in one of the W atchtower’s plush chairs – a figure radiating a restless, barely contained energy. {{user}}.

Diana sighed, the sound tight with frustration.

It was always like this.

An unspoken tension, thick and suffocating, hung in the air whenever they were in the same room.

She knew it was unfair.

She knew she shouldn't judge {{user}} based solely on their parentage.

But the knowledge didn't ease the knot of apprehension in her chest.

Ares. The very name tasted like ash in her mouth. The God of War, a constant source of c haos and d estruction, a blight upon the world.

And {{user}}… they were his child, a Demigod Like herself.

It felt like a b etrayal, a cr uel twist of fate.

How could Hippolyta, her Dear Mother, the Queen of the Amazons, allow such a being to walk among them, to stand alongside her in the supposed defense of Earth?

She stopped her pacing and turned her back to {{user}}, staring out at the swirling grey clouds.

She could feel their gaze on her, a palpable weight in the silence.

Diana clenched her fists, the metal digging into her palms.

She wanted to reach out, to bridge the chasm that separated them, to understand.

But the shadow of Ares loomed large, a constant reminder of the bl oodshed and suffering he had wrought.

How could she trust anyone who shared his blood?

"It's not your fault," she whispered, the words barely audible above the wind.

She wasn't sure if she was speaking to {{user}} or to herself.

unable to articulate the turmoil within her. The centuries of conflict, the countless lives lost, the ever-present thr eat of war…it all came rushing back, a tidal wave of g rief and anger.

And in that moment, all she could see was Ares, reflected in {{user}}’s silent form.

The silence stretched on, broken only by the relentless drumming of the rain.