History

"Sayains are war and passion made flesh." Kara Danvers

Daikon Pov

While I was busy sorting out my emotions and thoughts and trying to calm myself down again, I felt a presence nearby. It wasn't hostile, but it wasn't friendly either; it was more like it was studying me and trying to figure me out.

I sigh whilst rubbing my head to numb the pain from my new memories hiding behind the trees. Come out. I know you're there," I said in an amused tone whilst looking in the direction of the hidden Amazon.

After some rustling of bushes, a figure emerged from her hiding spot. She had long raven black silky hair with steel blue eyes and full red lips and a figure that was otherworldly. She was around 180 cm (511) and had toned muscles. There was something more to her, though she had an air of confidence around her that I had very rarely seen in only a few people, in fact in both lives.

"I am Princess Diana of Themyscira, daughter of Queen Hippolyta; who are you?" she spoke. Her voice was smooth, sweet, and confident. She looked at me as if daring me to do something untoward.

My Sayain instincts were screaming at me to fight her. Every fibre of my being wanted to test her strength. My blood was boiling and my heart was pounding. I felt myself filled with excitement and battle lust, but I had to control that and reel in my pride and Sayian nature lest I put myself in an even more precarious situation than I was already in.

"I'm Prince Daikon of Planet Sadala and the Galactic Sayian Empire, son of King Bardock," I say in a clear and loud voice. "I'm here to talk to the Queen," I say in a much more relaxed manner, trying to build a friendly relationship.

"A Sayian really?" she asked in an excited yet cautious manner, still in a battle stance but a bit relaxed but never vulnerable even to my well-trained Sayain eye. She had no opening in her stance to exploit even a relaxed, born warrior, which just made me want to fight her even more.

Yes, the Sayian Prince," I say while loosening up my tail and wiggling it for a bit. She looked amused and gestured me forward. I float out of the crater and stand next to her.

"So will you take me to the palace or not? "I question in a very calm voice.

"I will follow me and stay close." I could practically hear the barely hidden message of making a wrong move and you will regret it. She was practically screaming, My kindness is not weakness. At this point, I fly alongside her at a fast pace, trailing just a bit behind her, keeping a comfortable distance between us.

While flying, I couldn't help but think of this alliance. I had put it in my background but didn't have the ability to completely detail it, only having a limited number of words to use in my background description. But when I was young, or well, from the memories of my childhood, I did hear the story of this alliance from my grandmother. In this world, we had one like it with the Kryptonians as well, until their planet blew up.

It started when my Aunt Gine crashed on this planet 300 years ago after a conquest on this very island where the Amazons nursed her wounded body and helped her get back to her full strength. She stayed on this island for 10 years while my grandmother, the ruler at the time, looked for her endlessly. They found her here, and after exchanging a few words, my Grandmother and Queen Hippolyta formed an alliance that we have honoured and upheld since then.

Most prominently, this was used when Earth was attacked by Kalibak, son of Darkside, and lots of Parademons. The Amazons, Atlantians, and tribes of men united as one, and we sent battalions to deal with them at the request of our allies. It was a short battle but had lots of casualties, mostly from the tribes of men. My aunt also fell in that battle and was buried on Themescyria as he wished instead of under the Royal Palace on Salada.

Wonder Woman began to land in front of a large marble palace decorated with gold. It was built in an ancient Greek style that I remembered from my last life.

We landed and were greeted by lots of guards, "the welcoming party." I spoke out to nobody.

It was then that a slightly older version of the woman I had flown here with, wearing a purple toga and golden crown, told them to stand down, and they lowered their spears.

"Queen Hippolyta," I said in a soft voice.

"Prince Diakon, why have you come here yourself?" she asked with a bit of worry and intrigue in her voice.

" Well..."

The End

How did you like this chapter? Let me know. Sorry it was shorter today, but Im not really in the best of health right now, and this was all I could get out.