I could not, for the life of me, figure out how to start this part 2 for so long. It was a toss up between what you'll read below and what is now the second chapter. Eventually, the first chapter I ever wrote or Red, White, & Blonde became the one to kick of Part 2: White. I hope you like it.

Again, comments, critiques, and kudos are always welcome.

Six Months & Two Weeks Ago…

"You're going to get yourself killed."

"Obviously."

"No, Kara…" Cassandra Sandsmark, also known as Wonder Girl, crossed her arms with a pout and continued to stare at Kara Zor-El doing a handstand on the ledge of the balcony. They were in Themyscira preparing for an unseen enemy who would be attacking soon. "You're wearing a blue Kryptonite ring. You have no powers. If you fall, you'll die. Plus, everyone can see your underwear."

"That's the point, Cassie. Not the dying, not that. The point is to train myself. To allow my body to experience the adrenaline that comes with trying not to die. And these are compression shorts over my underwear." Kara was wearing a short stola over her modern underclothes. Both Cassie and Kara preferred not to go full antiquity when visiting the island of the Amazons.

"I can still see them, and don't change the subject. Why train this way?" Kara sighed then cartwheeled out of her handstand and dropped to the balcony floor. She walked past Cassie and into the Amazon's room. "Kara, answer me." Cassie followed her quickly then stopped to stare at her friend. Kara was at the foot of Cassie's bed and attempting to pull the ring off. When it wouldn't budge easily, Kara stomped her right foot and let out an aggravated growl. "Here, let me."

"I've got it, I've-" Kara ceased protesting when Cassie grabbed her hand and yanked her to the vanity in the corner of the room.

"Sit." The Kryptonian obeyed and plopped onto the chair with a huff. Cassie did a few experimental tugs of the ring. When it still wouldn't come off, she grabbed a ceramic jar out of a drawer. Inside of it was pig's fat, which Cassie gingerly applied to Kara's finger.

"I gave you that jar for your birthday."

"I remember." The ring came off finally. Cassie handed Kara a towel to wipe her hand clean. "It was after I'd been accepted as an Amazon." When Kara was done, she handed Cassie the towel; she used it to clean her hands too. "Weren't you there?"

Kara nodded. "Diana had considered me an honorary Amazon for a long time. She felt it important for me to be there." Cassie finished cleaning her hands then wiped off the ring before handing it to her. "Thank you." Kara stared at the ring in her hands. She rested her elbows on her knees and set her chin in her right hand while doing so. "Crazy that something so small could cause so much damage," she said while rolling the ring in her left hand.

Cassie crouched down, resting a hand on the vanity for balance. She stared at the ring in her friend's hand before resting her free one over it. "Kara, talk to me. We're running out of time. Don't block me out now."

"You're five years younger than me," she answered while keeping her eyes on Cassie's hand, which took over rolling the ring around Kara's palm.

"What?" She stopped.

"I said," Kara pulled her hand away and made a fist as she focused on Cassie, "you are five years younger than me. Shouldn't I be the one taking care of you? Not the other way around?"

Cassie raised an eyebrow then shook her head. "Just because I'm younger than you it doesn't mean I can't take care of you." She stood up and reached a hand out to Kara. "Age isn't a factor in that."

Kara took the hand being offered her. "Since when did you get so smart?"

"I have a great mentor."

Kara tilted her head and smiled softly. "Cassie, that's so sweet."

"Yeah… Diana's wonderful."

A yelp sounded through the room when Kara slapped Cassie in the arm. The two friends laughed and headed for the bedroom door, but not before Kara set her ring in its lead box and then into one of the vanity's drawers. "Hey Cassie, make sure you take care of Diana after I'm gone. Let her know she could never have stopped what's coming, even if she knew about it."

Cassie's smiled slowly fell before she nodded. "I will."

"I know I've been asking a lot of you. Just…make sure she knows it's going to be okay."

"Is it?"

Kara could hear the sadness in her friend's words. She stepped forward and took the Amazon's hands in hers. "Cassie," she didn't continue until her friend was looking directly at her. "I can't promise what will happen next. I'm supposed to survive this. I've seen it. I make it out alive." Kara frowned. "Kind of. The point is, whether what I saw comes true or not, it's okay. It's going to be okay. You know why?" Cassie shook her head. "Because you won't be alone in this. You have Jay, you have McCoy, and if you let yourself, you'll have a few others too."

Kara reached up and rested her hand on Cassie's left cheek. Her thumb brushed under the eye where a tear was beginning to form. Kara then stepped forward and enveloped Cassie in a fierce hug. Cassie let her tears fall. It was better to get them out now; she had promised not to cry during the funeral.

"Come on," Cassie said as she pulled away. "All this mushiness has made me hungry. Let's go raid the kitchen."

"Now that sounds like a great idea." Kara took Cassie's hand then led them out of the bedroom in search for something good to eat. They had big things ahead of them and needed as much sustenance as possible to give them strength.

Six Months Ago…

It was odd the quiet of a hospital tent could feel so deafening. Maybe because it was what the silence indicated. Cassie curled tightly around Kara's body wishing angrily for her friend to awake. The large hole in Supergirl's chest indicated the likelihood of that happening.

"Cassandra." She gripped the body tighter and let out a whimper. Artemis gingerly sat on the foot of the hospital bed and bent her head at a low angle. "Cassandra, we need you to let go of her body. We need to begin the preparations for her funeral." The cold weight in Cassie's chest starkly contrasted the warmth still emanating from the Kryptonian. Only the pallor of Kara's skin and the wound reminded Cassie she was holding onto a dead girl.

"Cassandra." This time the one to speak was Io. She was in charge of the armory on Themyscira and had a soft spot for Wonder Girl. "Please listen. Please allow us the honor to take care of Supergirl."

Cassandra casted her eyes between the two women, so different in appearance. Artemis was tall, taller than Princess Diana who was close to 6'4", with striking red hair. Io was short for an Amazon, only 5'8". Her dark skin and short, curly hair reminded others of the vast range of lands the Amazonians' had possessed. Slowly, Cassandra loosened her grip on Kara. She watched as Epione came from her spot by the doorway with two assistant healers. After the battle, it was the Head Healer that allowed Cassandra to be with the body during transportation. But now it was time to let go. She gently set Kara's head on the pillow then kissed her forehead. Epione approached the other side of the bed and after getting non-verbal confirmation from Cassie, stretched the body out to make it suitable for moving once the funeral process began.

Artemis and Io led Cassandra out of the Healer's tent where other Amazons were being treated. The human soldiers and League members were being treated in separate tents to help with their special needs. The wounds were triaged and dealt with accordingly. The tents were at the edge of the battlefield. The amount of dead was thankfully low, less than 100 men and women, so they had already been removed by their respective groups. Only Darkseid's monsters were left on the field. Martian Manhunter was organizing a group of Star Lab scientists to break them down and remove them.

Hephaestus had also brought the Amazonian men from his workshop to help, a request of Queen Hippolyta. They were being utilized to create piles of the creatures now that the battle was over. It was a fight that lasted three days. During the time, the fear of defeat was on the horizon when everything shifted. Supergirl's death was the final catalyst needed. It led to The Flash's ultimate sacrifice, which shifted the battle and secured victory for Earth's protectors.

Artemis broke off from Io and Cassandra and was greeted by two Amazonian brothers. "Where are we going?" asked Cassandra when she tore her eyes away from the heated conversation Artemis and the men were suddenly having.

"Princess Diana requested I bring you to the palace. She would not say why." Cassandra closed her mouth when Io answered her unspoken question. "Cassandra, I-"

"Don't. I don't want to hear it right now."

"I understand." The women walked in silence for the rest of the time until they were at the doors of the throne room. "You can enter as you will." Io turned on her heals and towards, what Cassandra assumed, was the stairway leading to her workshop.

"Io." She stopped and turned to Cassandra. "Maybe someday, but not today." Io gave Cassandra a sympathetic smile then went on her way.

Cassandra let out a long breath before pushing through the doors. She stopped before they were fully opened and raised her eyebrows to see Wonder Woman wasn't alone. Superman, Batman, and Queen Hippolyta were standing with her. The four stopped whatever conversation they were having and faced Cassandra.

"Cassandra Sandsmark, Daughter of Ares," spoke Diana, "you need to tell us what you know. Now."

Now…

Cassandra tapped twitchingly at the armrest of her chair. M'Gann was flying her specially designed Martian plane over Qurac. Beast Boy was chatting amicably with Devil Boy behind her while Superboy napped quietly on her left. Blue Beetle was chatting with himself, or his symbiotic suit, on her right.

Are you okay? Cassandra flinched at the mental intrusion from Miss Martian but pushed through the headache.

I'm fine. Just impatient to get home.

I can tell. Her words may have been conveyed telepathically, but the raise in her left eyebrow was used to accentuate those words. What's got you so worked up?

Can't you tell?

You know I don't like invading the privacy of others.

You initiated contact.

Contact and pilfering through memories and thoughts are two different things. If you don't want to share what's on your mind, then you don't have to.

Cassandra sighed and shook her head. Maybe someday but not yet. M'Gann looked over her shoulder again and gave a nod and a gentle smile. The demigoddess relaxed as she felt M'Gann's mental connection cut. She didn't dare think it but felt her heart fill with trepidation and excitement. Six months. Six months to the date had passed. She just hoped the wait wasn't in vain.