This is one of those rare fics that I got the idea for in the morning, was distracted by all day, and finally wrote and edited the night of the same day. I tried to edit it as best I could even still, so I hope you enjoy it!

Owww…

Diane rubbed her head. Even though she must have been sleeping a while after they brought her to this room, her head still ached horribly. And to think it was caused by using her own Gideon against her! Diane balled her hands into fists. She couldn't wait to see that Galan again, so she could give him a piece of her mind!

"But, Diane! Wouldn't you rather not run into him so soon after being injured? At least, I-I wish you wouldn't…"

She sighed, smiling. He was always looking out for her.

Even if he wasn't actually here.

She would NEVER admit to anyone that she had mental conversations with her absent friends when she was alone. Never. Even if, at times like these, it didn't seem to make her feel better at all. In fact, she only missed him more. Just like with her golems, imitating real people only made her loneliness increase.

That was okay. She nodded to herself and rose unsteadily to her feet. He would come back to her. Even if she was sick of waiting, waiting for him again, she knew now he had also spent so long waiting for her. Even when she had been with him for over ten years, he had still been waiting for the Diane he had known hundreds of years ago. And Diane wouldn't just wait this time, she would go see what the Captain and the others were doing, what the plan was for dealing with the 10 Commandments. She would help. She would fight.

The sound of a distant shout drew her gaze to the large window, and her eyes widened. There, surrounded by her companions, was King. He looked a bit angry, but otherwise well. Someone had probably been teasing him or something, but it was okay, because she would cheer him up. She would go put that sweet smile back on his face right now! And then, she would tell him what she had told Elizabeth!

She glanced around the room and spotted Gideon lying against the wall. Her grin growing, she snatched it quickly and bounded out of the room. She mentally thanked whichever Camelot royal had a love for high-vaulted ceilings, for she was able to walk around freely. She could even walk through doorways while only stooping once or twice. It was amazing!

Diane really couldn't have been happier right now. But she did wish she could find a door to the outside soon, as she seemed be turning through stone corridors endlessly.

As she rounded another corner, the voices outside became louder, although she couldn't see a thing since the windows were those small grated types at human eye-level.

"While I don't know how you got me out of that jail, I am grateful." Diane frowned. King's voice was irritated, arrogant, and more importantly, she had no idea what he was talking about. "But if you think you can keep me from going back to my forest for one more second, I will have to hurt you."

"This doesn't sound good." Arthur said.

"And I heard the Fairy King's Forest was des-"

But the Captain's voice cut Slader's off, "King! We're not going to stop you, but at least tell us what happened to you and Ban! Where is he?"

Diane crouched down and peered through the window as King sneered at the Captain. "Who?"

"Sir Meliodas, something's wrong with Sir King!" Elizabeth cried.

Meliodas frowned now, and King just kept regarding all of them with that derisive stare, as if they were nameless bothersome knights he had just happened to encounter. Diane was starting to get worried, and she hurried back along the hall to search for a way out. She would talk, if not knock, some sense into him. She just needed to get out there, she just needed to-

"This is a waste of time! I need to get back to them, to my sister, my people! It's been hundreds of years!" King's voice floated in through the window below her.

"Sir King! Wait! You're not making any sense!"

Diane could hear his sound of frustration, even as she ran through the halls. "Stop calling me that. From a human, it's insulting." How could he say that to Elizabeth? "Now I'll ask you one more time to lay down your weapons."

It was the Captain that she heard next, "sorry King. I can't let you go like this."

"Fine, then. Since you've made your choice…" Oh no. Diane knelt down in time to see King wave his hand as Chastiefol transformed from a pillow to a horde of floating knives pointed at each of their friends. "Spirit Spear Chastiefol, Form-"

"WAIT, KING! STOP!" She shouted, and everyone halted and turned to look at the screaming giantess stooping in the window. Even King, but the expression on his face was one she'd never seen. At least, not directed towards her. That glower was for enemies, for demons or their Albions. Maybe for someone who had hurt her. But never for her.

The glare broke her heart, and so she broke the wall. Doors had failed her, so she'd make her own, she had to get out there, she had to know WHY he was looking at her like that! And maybe the sound of her smashing through the wall was louder than she thought, because everyone kept their gaze focused on her, except King, who used that distraction to bolt into the air.

No. You're not getting away that easily! She didn't know if she'd roared those words in her head, aloud, or both, but it didn't matter. She raced across the field in time to grab King in both hands, caging him between her curled fists so he couldn't escape.

I've really wanted to write from Diane's perspective, but I wasn't sure how or where I would get into her head. Naturally, I chose a feel's trip, because I show my love for characters through making them suffer. Just ask Helbram.

Anyway, I most definitely have plans to at least have a part 2 to this, maybe even a part 3. I'll try to write that ASAP because when it comes to me and multi-chapter fics, well, I tend to lose interest as I get five other new ideas I want to write. That's why I stick to one-shots in this fandom. But if people like this, I'll do my best to finish it!

Thanks for reading!

p.s. I never realized how much fun I have writing angry King