ANOTHER BECKA STORY…SO IF YOU LIKE, GIVE HER THE MAJORITY OF THE CREDIT…IF YOU HATE…IT WAS AAAALLL HER IDEA!!

ANYWHO NEITHER OF US OWNS JL.

"Hail his Majesty!"

"Long live the King!"

Hundreds of people stood together, uncomfortably close but all content. Many of the woman wore white caps to cover their pinned up hair while the younger girls allowed their caps to fall back, in order to better view their King. High above the roaring crowds, seated on a large gold platted, velvet covered throne was a handsome figure. He sat there, waving at his subjects, using his other hand to hold up the weighted crown on his head. Next to him was a young, dark haired woman, who was dressed in a long white tunic with red trimming. She did not wear a crown; instead she wore a yellow headband with a diamond attached to the middle, dangling in between her eyes. She turned to the man, who was shrugging out of his blood red cape, reveling the darker pattern underneath,

"They truly do love you." She commented with a side-glance to the crowd of peasants who were still cheering.

"I am blessed to have such caring subjects." He gave her a half grin; "I will have to show you the grounds later…once the ceremony is complete."

"I would enjoy that Your Majesty." He waved his hand,

"Please, Lady Diana…call me Bruce."

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The sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the halls with an air of authority. Many servants backed into the stonewalls to give the captain of the guard and his team room to roam freely. The head guard smiled at the young females politely, causing many of them to giggle. He was broad shouldered and very muscular. He wore the least amount of armor and as a symbol of his authority, was wearing a long red cloak that fluttered behind him. He held up a hand to stop the other to guards and walked, alone, onto the balcony and stood next to the King, saluting smartly,

"Your Majesty, we have received word on the central village of Keystone." He announced. The King's hand fell and he shifted in his chair,

"And?" He asked in concern. Keystone was a small village near the center of his Kingdom. Unknown forces had attacked it and Bruce feared his troops would not be able to reach the village in time. The guard dipped his head,

"We were unable to save the village, sire. It was completely destroyed." Bruce felt his heart twist but other then that he remained impassive. Diana gasped and placed a well-manicured hand over her lips.

"We're there any survivors?"

"Not that we could see. I was planning on sending more scouts to search tomorrow, after your guests arrive."

"Do that then. You are dismissed Captain Kent." The Captain bowed and walked out of the area.

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The fire cackled merrily as the last round of the song came up in a loud drunken pitch. Mugs and bowls clanked together in never ending toasts as more meat was yanked from hooks and hefted over the fire. A well-toned man stood in the middle of the circle with a scowl. He wore a light green shirt with even greener leggings, strapped to his back was a sharp battle-axe and attached to his leg was a hunting knife. Although he held a mug, he did not join in the toast. A young woman came up to him with a smile, her red hair flying every which way and her green eyes shining,

"C'mon John! Have some boar, you shot it yourself." His eyes traveled up her slender form, lingering on the metal battle mace she had tied to her belt,

"I can't Shayera. Someone has to stand watch for bandits." Another man came up to them, no doubt drunk. He held up his mug and smiled oafishly,

"Nobody…would mess with da Lantern Corps!" He slurred out through hiccups before falling onto a passing Lantern. John snorted and moved away from the fire to stare out at the fields, the stars over head, shining.

"John…what's wrong?" Shayera placed her mug down and walked next to her lover with a shiver,

"Nothing. I'm just standing watch."

"It's cold."

"Get a shawl." Shayera huffed in disappointment and followed his gaze,

"Do you—" A loud scream cut her off.

"We're under attack!!" Shouts and cups went flying as a group rode into the clearing, waving long pikes and shooting arrows into those too drunk to move. John pulled his axe off his back and swung at the first rider, with a yell.

"Fall back to the secondary base!" He yelled, happy to hear Shayera echoing his order,

"Fall back!"

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Bruce waved to the last of the departing peasants with a smile. Next to him, Diana was gazing at the buildings with a slight look of disgust. She was unused to the gray stones and large covering clothes that the woman all wore. She missed the creamy marble of her home and the light robes that her people all wore. Her mother had sent her to see if she could negiotiate a trade treaty, even if it meant offering her hand in marriage to do so. Although now that she had met the King, she was not too against it.

"Are you hungry?" She looked up and blinked a few times,

"What?" He smiled,

"I said, are you hungry?"

"Oh yes." They walked together for a moment,

"We brought in some fruits from your home if you prefer that over our meals." She smiled,

"I am here to learn about your ways, Your Majesty. But thank you for your kindness." Bruce smiled at her lightly and stopped in front of her quarters,

"Well I'll see you in an hour then." He walked away with another smile and headed for his chambers.

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SO THAT'S THE FIRST CHAP…UHH BASIC LAY DOWN OF CHARACTERS IS…

BRUCE WAYNE- KING

DIANA- PRINCESS FROM GREECE

CLARK KENT- CAPTAIN OF THE ROYAL KNIGHTS

JOHN STEWART- MEMBER OF THE LANTERN CORP, A GROUP OF ROBIN HOOD LIKE WARRIORS

SHAYERA HOL- EXILED FIGHTER FROM A FAR LAND

J'ONN J'ONNZ- A QUIET AND MYSTERIOUS PSYCHIC, BRUCE'S ADVISOR

WALLY WEST- ONLY SURVIVOR OF KEYSTONE VILLAGE

LEX LUTHOR- EVIL LORD AFTER BRUCE'S LAND

MORE TO COME.