Diana's Night
A silver sphere hangs and illuminates in the ebony of night
As the sound of an alarm goes off
Somewhere across Gateway City.
In a quick second,
You twirl around in the American colors
Ready for the Night Shift.
As you break the sound barrier
You become a ruby, gold, blue blur,
And Gateway City a concert of light.
The stoplights and city lights
Are conducted by your eyes and speed,
First long rays than an orchestra of blinking dots,
red, yellow, and green.
Coming to a halt,
You find the source of the the alarms high pitched screams.
A building standing above other buidlings
with the words Union Bank
Imprinted on it's forehead.
The click of guns flick in the air,
As your arms become a silver blaze.
Deflecting pieces of charged metal.
In this moment of war,
Your hair which normally is a raven waterfall,
Whips and dances around to the harmony of battle.
Your marine eyes sing for a weightless brawl,
So the law of gravity let's you slide past it.
So you could move in the air untamed.
Pulling out a sun-glazed lasso.
You decied to twirl around in it's solar rays,
As you do the tango with it.
For three second you dance,
Then you create a golden vortex
And hurl it towards the group of bank robbers
Who were unaware,
That you are the Guardian of Gateway City,
That you are the Greek Goddess of Truth,
That you are the Amazons Champion,
Diana Prince of Themyscara.
As you exit the bank.
A victorious warrior.
People stare at you in wonder of you just did.
Unaware of their amazed faces.
Your attention is pivoted towards a falling helicopter.
No time to rest.
You break the sound barrier once more.
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