Too many Thighs!

On an isolated island was marcus now sitting under the shade of a tropical tree as he looked into the distant sea contemplating his next actions.

"I'm not Flash fast for me to run on water then I could maybe fly but I don't know how long I will be able to cast that." he muttered.

Several such thoughts came and went through his mind as he tried to find methods for him to escape the island.

Afterall he had booties to tap at home.

The primary reason that caused him problem was not knowing his exact location. Just the direction would not cut it but though on second thought he could try later tonight with the help of reading the stars.

With that thought Marcus took out a hamburger from his storage seal as he ate them thinking of later storing one vehicle of each modes for any such future situations.

***

"Fuck isolated spaces." cursed Marcus as he was lying on the beach with the calm breeze going through his hair and the peaceful sound of the waves crashing.

The reason Marcus was cursing because of the stars that shined in the beautiful night sky.

Normally that would not warrant him to curse but the location they depicted was the cause of his impolite wordings.

Marcus had repeated the same process multiple times and for some reason each time it provided him with a different coordinate.

One time it was near Greek other time it was near the Phillipines and the other time near the Carribean making him all confused and frustrated.

'Is it one of those numerous magical islands I read about in the comics.' he wondered.

"Urgh, I'll just build a better boat with my blessing and first leave the island." he muttered to himself before going back to sleep.

The next morning Marcus woke up groggily lying on his chest as he squinted his eyes due to the glaring sun.

Trying to protect himself from the sun Marcus woke up lazily as he raised his hands blocking the sun only to see many brown colored juicy meat in his peripheral vision.

'Am I hallucinating?!' he wondered as he rubbed his eyes sitting straight.

Looking back again there was the same scene but instead of meat there were many pairs of chocolate brown to white thighs standing in line making him gulp down his dry mouth.

'Am I in heaven? But where is that old man.' he wondered.

Looking up he saw all the beauties that were the owner of those thighs looking at him with curiosity, warriness, rage and even lust.

Noting the attire and their weapons that screamed of Greek ancestry Marcus quickly figured where he had landed.

'Really?! Such a cliche route to Themyscira.' he wondered over the lack of originality from whoever was writing his story.

<YEAH, FUCK YOU TOO>

"Who spoke!" exclaimed Marcus in alertness with a cold sweat running down his back as he warily looked around.

"Hmm, Son of Man." said a woman who marched forward.

"Oh!" Noticing the woman's approach Marcus reeled himself and calmed himself as he looked at the woman.

"A very pleasant Good Morning, My Lady." he said as he gave a gentleman's bow. " I am Marcus Dwight Astrea and may I have the honor to know the name of the beautiful warrior in front of me."

Marcus waited for some time to receive a response but all he got was silence. Moving his head up he looked only to see the woman looking at him seriously.

"Son of Man you have trespassed a holy sanctuary of the Warriors of Amazon and thus hereby is under arrest and will be presented forth the Queen."

Marcus just looked on with an open mouth clearly confused and thankful as he was half expecting the crazy Amazonians that rape and kill any men on sight.

'At least they look more calm than the comics one.'

"Um, Do I have a choice?" Marcus shrugged. "Lead the way."

Marcus was then surrounded by the Amazons on all his sides as they lead him towards the hill in the distance.

Along the way Marcus kept trying to make talks with the woman that seemed to be the leader in order to understand his position but each time he was met with silence.

"Sigh, Lady can you at least tell me your name."

The woman looked sideways as she observed Marcus while Marcus on the other hand observed her features.

A curvy voluptuous body with dark black hair and sky blue eyes, fair skinned with a strong jawline. In short she was a real beauty.

"My name is Diana Prince, the Princess of the Amazonians."

This surprised Marcus as he didn't thought that she really was the Wonder Woman as her face kept changing in different media except her prominent features.

"Forgive me if I was rude to you, Your heiress. If it's okay you may call me Marcus."

Diana just nodded as she was secretly pleased with the attitude of the man in front of her and was given a proper respect a Princess should be given.

The scene again fell in silence as they kept walking until they started hearing the sound of water gushing and there was a waterfall at some distance.

The Amazonians didn't stop though as they kept walking towards the fountain as they walked through it to a cavelike system.

Walking through the cave some light appeared at the end as they walked into the open only to meet a vast plain of land for as far the eye could see and in greeting were several Amazon woman in armor on horses and chariots with the woman at the center depicting a different vibe.

'Queen Hippolyta Prince' thought Marcus.