Diana removed her sandals. The sun was just peaking over the horizon. The Thames was free of boats. She dipped her feet into the water and closed her eyes. The water wasn't clean, it reeked, actually, but nothing was clean when she compared it to Themyscira. The note had been short, but what was she expecting? A long-winded letter? A bird could not carry that.

Why had she slept that night as she left her paradise island? She should have been studying the stars. Now, as Diana looked up at the sky, she could see that is was different, but she did not know where to go. The bird had found her. She should be able to find her way across the ocean.

The island was calling to Diana. There was a tingle in her breast, making her miss home and the security of it all. She missed going to bed with her muscles burning and sweat collected on her hairline. There was no downside to going back there. She could wear liberating clothes again and carry her sword. Diana clenched her fists. Her sword had been an extension of her body. This place had cut off her limbs as the society could not accept her carrying one.

She took a deep breath and walked out into the water. How far could she swim? Did it matter? Diana never doubted in her ability, if she wanted to, she could swim to Themyscira. No one could stop her. No one would stop her. She was up to her knees, still staring at the stars.

London needs me not, she thought. For she had not dawned her armour and lasso since Steve died. She carried them with her now, in a bag. She would return them to the armoury upon arrival and take whatever punishment her mother deemed worthy. Then she would build up trust amongst her sisters. Eventually, it would be like she had never left, but first, she had Agent Carter to deal with. The best course of action would be to place the girl on a boat and send her back to London. Everyone was looking for her, she would find home safely. Diana was sure of this.

A horn blew in the distance. She had to leave soon. Diana slung the bag over her shoulder, the metal chiming as she dove into the Thames, her heart and mind set on home.

~~~~~

The Oracle sat on a rocky chair. She looked a dummy from a horror house. Her head was slumped on her shoulder. She was young, it seemed.

Peggy took a cautious step forwards, but Helete grabbed her arm and kept her back. Peggy looked back at the Amazon who kneeled and motioned for Peggy to do the same. Helete raised her arms and offered something to the Oracle. Smoke filled the small cave as the oracle rose from her dormant state. Her eyes lit up blue, deep like space or a link to the gods these islanders believed in.

When the Oracle spoke, the cave trembled. She spoke in an ancient Greek dialect, but some mystical force allowed Peggy to understand.

"What is your request?" The Oracle asked as the offering was placed at her feet. Shouldn't she know what we want? Peggy wondered silently.

"We wish to know if there is a way this agent may return to her world," Helete replied.

The Oracle said nothing as the blue light emanating from her eyes began to encompass the space. Screams began to fill the chamber. It warmed as the dampness was pulled from the air. They were back on the island beach. The Amazons were fighting something or someone, but it was entirely covered in mist. In the distance, Peggy was rowing away in a boat. The vision honed in on her, then time started moving backwards. She had stolen the boat after the battle had begun. It had begun because the mist-covered figure had come to the island. It had come because of her.

"There is only one certain way you will leave this island alive, Margaret Carter," said the Oracle as she extended a bony hand. "You let whatever is hunting you come to this place, and you will trap it here. Then you shall be free to leave this place and never return, for the spells protecting this island from the world of men shall be broken."

The coloured drained form Helete's face. "There is no other way? How do I save Themyscira?"

"There is only one way for Margaret Carter to leave the island. To prevent the destruction of Themyscira, prevent this thing from coming for her." The mist began to recede and the Oracle's posture fell as she returned to her dormant state.

"Wait!" cried Helete.

As the Amazon tried to get her Oracle to stay, Peggy turned on her heel and bolted for the exit. She knew now that she would have no friends in this place.

"Thank you for your offering," the Oracle said before the cave went dark.