Fic: Rainbow’s Freedom (The Jewel In The Crown Arc) (9/31)
Title: Rainbow’s Freedom (The Jewel In The Crown Arc) (9/31)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: (this chapter): Steve/Diana, Queen Hippolyta, Hal/Steve, Astrid, Joel Tanner
Series Notes: In the 23rd century, Earth is a technologically-advanced society that practices the ancient institution of slavery. The House Of Wayne travels off-world to the planet of Jovara on an important mission, and lovers Clark and Bruce learn more about their Master/slave dynamic through the eyes of this exotic culture. Meanwhile, Hal and Steve attempt to aid Diana and the Amazons to finally break free of their centuries-long enslavement on Paradise Island. The entire series can be found here.
Genres: AU, Drama, Slavefic
Challenge Category: Section E (Slavefic)
Rating: (this chapter): PG-13
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Events are set in motion in Paradise.
Date Of Completion (First Draft): March 19, 2009
Date Of Posting: February 8, 2010
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 892
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Entered into the 2010 DCU Fic/Art Bondage Challenge.
Strike your shackles
And take up your swords!
Never again
Shall the Amazons
Be enslaved!
Queen Hippolyta
Her Speech On
The Eve Of Rebellion
100 C.E.
IX
"NEVER AGAIN!"
“Good morning, Mother.”
“Good morning, Daughter.”
Hippolyta looked as beautiful as always, the fresh morning sunlight caressing her skin. Her golden crown glinted in the sunlight, blond hair carefully coiffed, a crisp white chiton accentuating her body’s curves.
Diana deliberately did not think of the use that body was put for the pleasure of their enslavers. She preferred to dwell on a new day’s fresh start…and perhaps a new start for all of them.
Diana took a seat, enjoying a bite of dewy mango. Now that breakfast had been served, they would be alone for awhile.
Thank Hera there are no listening devices in the Palace. The men think we have no capability of plotting in our drugged state.
Still, Diana leaned forward and spoke in a low voice. “Mother, Steve has returned.”
Even dulled by the drug, Hippolyta was still sharp. “Where?”
“He and his friend Hal Jordan are carefully ensconced on the western hillside. They have brought us this.” Diana took out the vial.
Hippolyta’s blue eyes gleamed. “A substitute?”
Yes, still sharp.
Diana nodded. “Can we get to the kitchens to make the switch?”
Hippolyta thought. “Astrid can help us.”
Diana smiled.
& & & & & &
Steve chewed on the biscuit that came from the rucksack that Diana had provided. It was light and fluffy, melt-in-your-mouth good, reminding him of his mother’s cooking.
Hal sat cross-legged a few feet away, eating another biscuit.
“This would go great with honey.”
“Mmm.”
Hal looked up, uneasiness in his eyes. “Stevie…”
“I do love her.” He saw the hurt in his lover’s eyes. “I love you, too, Hal. I always will.”
“But it’s time to move on, I know. I understand.”
Steve reached out and put a hand on Hal’s knee. “It’s not like that.”
Hal remained silent, then smiled a little sadly.
Steve removed his hand, finishing his biscuit. He gazed out at the glittering ocean. It was going to be a beautiful day.
“How do you think this’ll go down?” Hal asked.
Steve sighed. “I don’t know, but it won’t be pretty.”
Hal swallowed. “The Amazons…”
“…won’t hold back. And I can’t blame them.” Still, guilt crept through him as he thought of the soldiers on the Island, some of them good men like Mike Anderson.
“I wish we could do this differently.” Hal drank from his water bottle.
“So do I, but sometimes justice is bloody.”
Hal nodded gravely.
& & & & & &
Astrid smiled her greeting at the soldier in the kitchen. He would add the drug into the food and drink that would be served to the Amazons. The fresh-faced soldier put his cap down and he took out a vial, ready to doctor the victuals when Astrid cried out, the soldier looking over.
“What is it, Miss?”
“The knife slipped…”
The soldier, the name Tanner on his breast pocket, hurried over.
“Wow, that’s a nasty gash!”
“Can you help me over to the physician?”
“Sure.” He suddenly remembered his task. “I…”
“Oh, please. It will only take a minute.”
Tanner looked down at the blood oozing out of her arm. “Okay, let’s go.”
They left the kitchen.
Seconds later Diana appeared and switched the vials, a small smile on her lips, fading away into the shadows.
& & & & & &
“Gentlemen.”
Diana stood at the mouth of the cave, Steve and Hal emerging from the shadows.
“Did you make the switch?” Hal asked.
She nodded. “It will take more than a day for the effects to wear off after four centuries.”
“We know.” Steve stood close to her. “Can your sisters shake off their rust long enough to re-take the Island?”
“They can.” Diana smiled at him. “We continue to train through exercise…and in secret, with our weapons.”
Steve and Hal exchanged grins.
“So, you must remain out of sight, but be ready to move at any time.”
The pilots nodded. “We’ll be ready,” Steve assured her.
“Very good.” She frowned. “Though it may be better if you left now.”
“No.” Steve’s hand shot out and grasped her arm. “Please, Angel.”
Diana looked at him, feeling a warmth spread through her. “I shall come as often as I can.” She noticed the look of pain in Hal’s eyes which was quickly covered. “I shall try and return tomorrow.”
Steve nodded, sliding his hand down to take hers. He squeezed it and smiled.
Diana left with happiness in her heart.
& & & & & &
“We must prepare.”
Diana nodded at her mother. “We should tell the squad leaders. It would not be good to tell everyone. We would risk a slip.”
“Indeed.” The Queen’s eyes were already a little clearer. “It is good that the contingent of soldiers here is light. We will be able to overpower them.”
“By killing them?” Diana was troubled.
“I can guarantee nothing, Daughter: too many years of pent-up rage. I can remind them of our moral code, but we are Warriors.” Her fingers closed around a goblet. “Twice in our history we have been enslaved and forced to endure lives of degradation. Never again!” She smashed the goblet down, denting the table.
Diana understood.
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: (this chapter): Steve/Diana, Queen Hippolyta, Hal/Steve, Astrid, Joel Tanner
Series Notes: In the 23rd century, Earth is a technologically-advanced society that practices the ancient institution of slavery. The House Of Wayne travels off-world to the planet of Jovara on an important mission, and lovers Clark and Bruce learn more about their Master/slave dynamic through the eyes of this exotic culture. Meanwhile, Hal and Steve attempt to aid Diana and the Amazons to finally break free of their centuries-long enslavement on Paradise Island. The entire series can be found here.
Genres: AU, Drama, Slavefic
Challenge Category: Section E (Slavefic)
Rating: (this chapter): PG-13
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Events are set in motion in Paradise.
Date Of Completion (First Draft): March 19, 2009
Date Of Posting: February 8, 2010
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 892
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Entered into the 2010 DCU Fic/Art Bondage Challenge.
Strike your shackles
And take up your swords!
Never again
Shall the Amazons
Be enslaved!
Queen Hippolyta
Her Speech On
The Eve Of Rebellion
100 C.E.
IX
"NEVER AGAIN!"
“Good morning, Mother.”
“Good morning, Daughter.”
Hippolyta looked as beautiful as always, the fresh morning sunlight caressing her skin. Her golden crown glinted in the sunlight, blond hair carefully coiffed, a crisp white chiton accentuating her body’s curves.
Diana deliberately did not think of the use that body was put for the pleasure of their enslavers. She preferred to dwell on a new day’s fresh start…and perhaps a new start for all of them.
Diana took a seat, enjoying a bite of dewy mango. Now that breakfast had been served, they would be alone for awhile.
Thank Hera there are no listening devices in the Palace. The men think we have no capability of plotting in our drugged state.
Still, Diana leaned forward and spoke in a low voice. “Mother, Steve has returned.”
Even dulled by the drug, Hippolyta was still sharp. “Where?”
“He and his friend Hal Jordan are carefully ensconced on the western hillside. They have brought us this.” Diana took out the vial.
Hippolyta’s blue eyes gleamed. “A substitute?”
Yes, still sharp.
Diana nodded. “Can we get to the kitchens to make the switch?”
Hippolyta thought. “Astrid can help us.”
Diana smiled.
& & & & & &
Steve chewed on the biscuit that came from the rucksack that Diana had provided. It was light and fluffy, melt-in-your-mouth good, reminding him of his mother’s cooking.
Hal sat cross-legged a few feet away, eating another biscuit.
“This would go great with honey.”
“Mmm.”
Hal looked up, uneasiness in his eyes. “Stevie…”
“I do love her.” He saw the hurt in his lover’s eyes. “I love you, too, Hal. I always will.”
“But it’s time to move on, I know. I understand.”
Steve reached out and put a hand on Hal’s knee. “It’s not like that.”
Hal remained silent, then smiled a little sadly.
Steve removed his hand, finishing his biscuit. He gazed out at the glittering ocean. It was going to be a beautiful day.
“How do you think this’ll go down?” Hal asked.
Steve sighed. “I don’t know, but it won’t be pretty.”
Hal swallowed. “The Amazons…”
“…won’t hold back. And I can’t blame them.” Still, guilt crept through him as he thought of the soldiers on the Island, some of them good men like Mike Anderson.
“I wish we could do this differently.” Hal drank from his water bottle.
“So do I, but sometimes justice is bloody.”
Hal nodded gravely.
& & & & & &
Astrid smiled her greeting at the soldier in the kitchen. He would add the drug into the food and drink that would be served to the Amazons. The fresh-faced soldier put his cap down and he took out a vial, ready to doctor the victuals when Astrid cried out, the soldier looking over.
“What is it, Miss?”
“The knife slipped…”
The soldier, the name Tanner on his breast pocket, hurried over.
“Wow, that’s a nasty gash!”
“Can you help me over to the physician?”
“Sure.” He suddenly remembered his task. “I…”
“Oh, please. It will only take a minute.”
Tanner looked down at the blood oozing out of her arm. “Okay, let’s go.”
They left the kitchen.
Seconds later Diana appeared and switched the vials, a small smile on her lips, fading away into the shadows.
& & & & & &
“Gentlemen.”
Diana stood at the mouth of the cave, Steve and Hal emerging from the shadows.
“Did you make the switch?” Hal asked.
She nodded. “It will take more than a day for the effects to wear off after four centuries.”
“We know.” Steve stood close to her. “Can your sisters shake off their rust long enough to re-take the Island?”
“They can.” Diana smiled at him. “We continue to train through exercise…and in secret, with our weapons.”
Steve and Hal exchanged grins.
“So, you must remain out of sight, but be ready to move at any time.”
The pilots nodded. “We’ll be ready,” Steve assured her.
“Very good.” She frowned. “Though it may be better if you left now.”
“No.” Steve’s hand shot out and grasped her arm. “Please, Angel.”
Diana looked at him, feeling a warmth spread through her. “I shall come as often as I can.” She noticed the look of pain in Hal’s eyes which was quickly covered. “I shall try and return tomorrow.”
Steve nodded, sliding his hand down to take hers. He squeezed it and smiled.
Diana left with happiness in her heart.
& & & & & &
“We must prepare.”
Diana nodded at her mother. “We should tell the squad leaders. It would not be good to tell everyone. We would risk a slip.”
“Indeed.” The Queen’s eyes were already a little clearer. “It is good that the contingent of soldiers here is light. We will be able to overpower them.”
“By killing them?” Diana was troubled.
“I can guarantee nothing, Daughter: too many years of pent-up rage. I can remind them of our moral code, but we are Warriors.” Her fingers closed around a goblet. “Twice in our history we have been enslaved and forced to endure lives of degradation. Never again!” She smashed the goblet down, denting the table.
Diana understood.