Donna Troy had been through too much pain in her life.
A clone of Diana, created to be her sister.
A warrior, molded by the Amazons.
A woman, who had lived, loved, and lost.
The death of her husband.
The loss of her child.
After that, she thought she'd never return to hero work.
Instead, she had tried settling down in Themyscira.
But the island, for all its peace, was not her home.
She had lived among men. She had loved them, fought beside them, seen their good and bad.
But the Amazons… they did not understand.
To them, she was weak for loving a man.
They whispered behind her back.
They called her foolish.
She had been raised outside Themyscira. She had seen the world. She had been a hero.
But now?
She felt trapped.
Until she met Naruto.
At first, Donna didn't care.
She had heard about him.
A hero. A warrior. A leader.
People praised him, said he was something special.
But she had seen too many fall. She didn't care for hype.
Then she saw him fight.
She saw him bleed for the world.
She saw him sacrifice—his health, his sanity, his peace—for others.
And for the first time in years, she felt something stir inside her.
That fire.
The one she had lost.
Then came the therapy.
Diana noticed.
She saw the way Donna hid her pain, buried it under duty and action.
So she forced her into therapy.
With Naruto.
At first, Donna resisted.
But something about him… his presence, his aura, the way he listened without judgment—
She broke down.
She talked.
She cried.
And when she left that first session, she felt lighter than she had in years.
So she came back.
Again.
And again.
And again.
Within a month, she realized something shocking.
Naruto was her best friend.
He understood her more than anyone.
Even Diana.
Even the Amazons.
He listened.
He cared.
He didn't judge her for her pain.
They started hanging out, outside of therapy.
They laughed.
They talked about the world.
And Donna?
She realized something terrifying.
She was falling for him.
It wasn't just admiration.
It wasn't just friendship.
Her heart wanted to be closer.
But…
He already had partners.
And she liked all of them.
How could she betray them like this?
They had been kind to her.
They had welcomed her into their circle.
And now she was lusting after their man?
She felt disgusted with herself.
So she buried it.
She pretended it wasn't there.
She stayed away from her friends for months, afraid they would sense it—
Especially Kara, whose glare told her everything.
So she left.
She traveled.
She explored the world.
She breathed in the beauty of life again.
Naruto had once told her about his love for exploring, and she found herself drawn to the same path.
And for the first time in a long time—
She felt free.
Not from pain.
Not from memories.
But from the guilt.
Because in the vastness of the world, she wasn't just Donna Troy, the warrior, the Amazon, the clone.
She was just Donna.
And maybe, just maybe—
She would find herself again.
Sitting in a quiet restaurant, surrounded by the serene beauty of the mountains, Donna Troy exhaled softly.
The cool air brushed against her skin. The scent of fresh greenery filled her lungs.
She had come here to escape.
To clear her mind.
To run away from feelings she had no right to have.
And yet—
"Donna, we are having a party tonight. It is about Naruto's home world, so please join us."
Raven's calm voice echoed in her mind, the familiar telepathic connection snapping her back to reality.
It was gentle, not demanding.
It wasn't an invitation.
It was a request—one that left her heart feeling heavy.
Donna hesitated.
She knew what this meant.
Naruto had done it.
He had achieved something for his world, something that meant everything to him.
It was a moment for celebration.
And yet, a dark whisper at the back of her mind twisted her thoughts.
'Are they just pitying me?'
'Are they waiting to see if I embarrass myself?'
'Will they mock me for showing up when I've been avoiding them?'
Her mind knew better.
But old habits, old fears, and old wounds made her question.
Then—
"I will be there. Just give me some time."
She said it before she could stop herself.
Maybe because, deep down, she wanted to be there.
For Naruto.
For this moment.
For the people she still cared about.
Raven's voice came back, softer this time.
"Donna, relax. We will be waiting for you. And remember, we are your friends. You can always talk to us."
A warmth spread through Donna's chest.
She opened her mouth to reply—
But the connection cut off.
She sat there, staring at the breathtaking green valleys and rolling clouds before her.
It was beautiful.
And yet, she had never felt more restless.
"I hope nothing goes wrong."
The words left her lips in a whisper.
Then, with a deep breath, she stood.
Time to get ready.
For once, she wasn't running away.
Diana Prince stood at the heart of the Justice League, a beacon of hope, strength, and wisdom.
She was the daughter of Hippolyta and Zeus, though the truth of her birth had been hidden to protect her from Hera's wrath.
To the world, she was the perfect Amazon—forged from clay, sculpted by the immortals, and given life through divine blessing.
A lie to protect her existence.
But it didn't matter.
Diana was more than her origins.
She had embraced the ideals of love, justice, and truth. She had walked among men, fought for them, and, at times, against them.
She had loved once.
A man, a soldier, who had fought beside her.
And in the cruelty of war, she had lost him.
It had been her first heartbreak, one that drove her back home, forcing her to reflect, to grow, and to become stronger.
Yet, she returned to the world when it needed her.
She faced immortals, monsters, and tyrants.
She fought for the people—because that was who she was.
Among all the heroes, Diana found herself drawn to Naruto Uzumaki.
Not romantically.
Not in a way that stirred longing or unfulfilled desires.
But in a way that felt... right.
He was like her.
Someone who loved unconditionally.
Someone who fought, not for the sake of battle, but because he believed in the world's potential.
He was brilliant, kind, and relentless.
A warrior, a friend, and a force of nature.
Naruto had done something no other hero had—
He had changed the way they lived.
Heroes had always been solitary figures.
They gathered when necessary, trained when needed, and fought when duty called.
But Naruto?
He made them family.
Because of him, the League grew closer.
They trained together, laughed together, and for the first time in a long time—lived together.
He had become her greatest sparring partner, pushing her beyond her limits in combat.
Diana loved battle—it was part of her very being.
And Naruto matched her in every way.
Her skills sharpened, her instincts honed.
Fighting him was like facing a storm wrapped in the body of a man.
It was exhilarating.
And frustrating.
Because he kept growing.
He adapted too fast.
And yet, it made her stronger.
Diana had once entertained an interest in Clark Kent.
It was small, fleeting.
He was a man of great power, of great kindness.
But he was also... too soft.
He saw the world through hope.
She saw it through reality.
Superman did not enjoy fighting.
Diana thrived in it.
Their ideals aligned, but their souls did not.
Clark sought peace in the arms of a human woman, someone delicate, someone to remind him of his humanity.
Diana did not fit that role.
She was a warrior, a queen, a fighter.
She needed someone who would stand with her, not above her, not beneath her—but beside her.
Naruto had that quality.
But she did not desire him as a lover.
Sex, pleasure, intimacy—these were not things she needed.
What she needed was already there.
A friend.
A partner in battle.
A bond that would never break.
Diana did not need more.
She was content.
Diana sat across from Lady Shiva, the woman known as the greatest martial artist in the world.
They had just finished a brutal spar, one that left them both exhilarated but also bruised.
A worthy challenge.
Now, in the quiet of the mountains, they sipped tea in comfortable silence.
Shiva was a strange woman.
Cold. Calculated. Obsessed with combat and strength.
Yet, she was also... loyal.
Ever since Naruto had defeated her, she had sworn herself to his side.
Not because she was forced.
But because she had found a worthy master.
A man who could stand at the peak of battle, who had humbled her without breaking her spirit.
Diana could understand her admiration.
Naruto was a phenomenon.
His growth was something terrifying.
And now, he was not just a hero.
He was the leader of the League of Shadows.
A title that carried weight.
And Shiva?
She had accepted him without hesitation.
Her goal was simple.
To follow the strongest.
To fight alongside the strongest.
And, if she had her way... to bear the child of the strongest.
Diana sighed as she set her cup down.
She received the mental call from Raven about the upcoming party on the Moon Base.
A celebration for Naruto's homeworld.
Looking across at Shiva, she made a decision.
She was going to bring her along.
Not just because she was a comrade.
But because, in her own way, Shiva was also a friend.
She just needed to set some ground rules.
"Shiva, we are going to attend a party on the Moon Base, and I want you to behave."
Shiva raised an eyebrow, sipping her tea with an amused expression.
Diana continued, narrowing her eyes.
"Don't try to get him drunk and sleep with him."
The martial artist chuckled, setting her cup down with an elegant motion.
"Heh, I don't know what you're talking about. I would never think such a thing about our glorious leader."
She gave a small, mischievous smile.
Diana stared at her for a long moment.
Shiva was many things.
A liar was not one of them.
Which meant… she was absolutely thinking about it.
Diana shook her head.
"I'm leaving this to Naruto to handle."
She wasn't going to waste her breath arguing with Shiva's obsession.
Naruto was more than capable of dealing with his own problems.
For now, they had a party to attend.