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“Will the Prosecution please call your next witness?”

“Prosecution calls Edward Nigma to the stand your honor.”

She sat there looking at the weapons that have gotten her where she is right at the moment. Her hands, the instruments used to destroy an innocent life. Once again the weight of her actions comes crashing down on her shoulders as the Riddler is sworn in under oath. Her hands clench into fists and she swears she can still see the blood on her knuckles. Not that was really anything odd, she has busted in more evil doers faces than she could count, but when that blood is of an innocent no matter of scrubbing could get it off her hands.

“Mr Nigma, could you please recount the events of July 17th 2:30 to 2:31 am?”

“Gladly,'he smiled over at the defendant and couldn't help but want to chuckle. In his dreams he would be telling every falsehood he could dream of in this situation. What made this so much better was he could just tell the truth.

“At 2:30 am the Justice League was locked in battle with the Legion of Doom. Wonder Woman was locked in battle with myself and Cheetah. While she was able to handle both of us, I would like to point out that we were not being manhandled. Not overly, well as we battled with her an associate of mine the Joker was sneaking up behind Wonder Woman. He was carrying a weapon of unknown effect. Honestly with the Joker it could have been a squirt gun or a real one. I thought that this would give us the edge we needed, but before the Joker could use his weapon a shadow, I thought to be the Batman landed heavily behind him. The Joker was struck, very well I might add, by a rather large man in a Janitor's uniform over the crown of the head. Then Wonder Woman spun and connected with her right fist directly into the poor man's face. The blow was best described as vicious, you could see the shock wave as it seemed to cause his face to almost wave before he went flying into a near by crate. And that is what transpired between 2:30 to 2:31 am.”

“No further questions your honor.”

Wonder Woman left the courthouse being released on bail paid for by the Justice League. She had her arms wrapped around her stomach still feeling sick from the Riddler's testimony. The judge wanted to hear why the famous Wonder Woman was here so the one who saw it the best was called up on stand. She swore on the blood of Hera that she wasn't a flight risk. And soon she would be on trial for 2. Or at least Attempted 2. Her eyes filled once again with tears as she slowly made her way by foot back to her silent vigil. One of the stipulations of her bail was that she was to not use any of her powers unless her own life was in peril. Walking in through the sliding glass doors she slowly made her way to the ICU of Gotham United. Bruce had the young man flown here and the best team of doctors working on the young man. She still couldn't bring herself to hear the damage that she had caused this person. He saved her from an unknown fate to be repaid by a blow that would fell a god, and some how he was alive. No one knew how, but J'ohn mentioned it might have to do with the fact she had no intent to kill. She didn't think so she thought it was a blessing from Hera that the man still lived. Walking into the room she was stunned to find a girl of about 10 sitting in a chair holding onto what looked to be a rather well used teddy bear.

“Hi, your Wonder Woman right? Your my favorite in the Justice League, although your my second favorite of all time. I think the Green Lantern with the black hair is really cute.” She smiled up at Diana with a warm smile.
“Who are you dear?”