Peggy moved faster by herself. After she left, she resisted the temptation to look back until she knew she wouldn't see anyone in the distance. Diana has assured her she would bring Daniel to a safe place and then come for her so she wouldn't be alone. Peggy wondered if that would make a difference.

Something was happening on the island. It was stirring. The air was less fresh; the water looking less and less like a calm baby blue mirror and more and more like the wild grey ocean. The grass turned to moss as she headed towards the cave and white stones became grey and sun-bleached. The wind grew colder and smelled of salt. And still, there were no signs of life other than herself.

After what she could only assume to be hours, she stopped when her stomach grumbled in displeasure. Peggy pulled out the meagre rations Diana had given her. It should be enough to get her to the cave, at least, that's what she thought. It did not matter, she had to keep walking.

She eventually found herself stumbling upon the entrance of the cave. Her heart dropped. Staring into the dark cave, save for an eerie blue shadow of glimmer, she knew there was no going back. She was going to save Themiscyra and stay here forever.

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Diana spent the next day getting Daniel to a beach. If she could get him somewhere safe, she could go after the agent. The Amazon didn't doubt the agent's ability, but the gods were a different threat. There were water and shelter. She'd go hunting in the morning and then he'd have something to eat. Maybe she could stick him on a boat. The island barrier was open now; it would be easier to cross. There wasn't anything around. Then she could go help the agent. She looked back down at Daniel. He would never agree. He was barely conscious though, could he really object?

She looked around. There was no way she could guarantee he would get back, but he could not stay on the island once this was over. Her mother would not allow it. Could Hippolyta send him back? It was not outside the realm of possibility.

The island shook. Diana knew the feeling well. The gods had come. There was a glowing light in the distance. The agent had made it. And Diana was now out of time.

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Peggy lay on the ground, a sword in her unclenched hand. She was staring ap at the stars. The agent could not say how she had gotten here, only that she felt as if the were floating and sinking simultaneously. She knew the feeling. She had failed.

Blood soaked her clothes and it was torn by the rocks where she had fallen and been dragged deeper into the cave. There were bullet holes near her stomach, bleeding out on the ground. Her vision centred and the stars disappeared, revealing the nothingness that was above her.

Thompson had shot her. It made her blood boil. Her hands clenched around the sword as if she could strike him down just by thinking about it. He'd had a dazed expression on his face, almost like he wasn't himself.

Spot started to appear in her vision. Her mind began to spiral. No one leaves the island... ran through her brain as she fell back onto her past months here. She thought about Aliena. Aliena would be so mad at her.

Peggy flinched, taking a large deep breath. Her head was no longer fuzzy. She felt odd. There was a voice in the back of her head. You are an Amazon now. She smiled. It was the Queen.

The fighting was happening somewhere deeper in the cave. The sound of metal clanging echoed through the chambers mixing with the cries of warriors. Her heart was pounding in her ears. Peggy picked up her sword and started running towards the fight. She started this mess; she would solve it. She ran down the tunnel, her breaths falling into the rhythm of her shoes against the stone.

Peggy made it to the battle site. Her eyes darted across the field, her mind coming up with all the drills and formations she'd done in training. No one noticed as she slipped into the battlefield, falling into line with the Amazons closest to her. She was surveying the field as she ran across the field. It was easy to see who she was fighting; however, she had no idea who the head was.

She heard the Queen call them back to her. She filed into formation behind a wall of shields, then moved forwards with the battalion, hands gripping her sword. Her mind was clear, focused. It was as if she had been training her entire life for this.