the thing about the place was that it looked better in pictures. 



Diana glared hard at the small table in front of her. in the middle of the wooden thing, was a small cup of coffee that she wanted to drink so badly. 




only....there was no coffee in the cup.



Diana huffed as she ran her pale freckled hand through her curly, golden hair. the frown on her face deepened when she realized that her beloved cookies were eaten as well. 

" JULIA! "



Diana just knew that the green-haired girl had enough balls to eat her food and leave it just the way it was just to go on her jumping nerves...probably to prove that Diana wasn't as calm and collected as she wanted everyone to believe.



She turned around to go to the girl's room to let her know that Julia was NOT getting away with this...at least this time.



the newly sixteen years old preteen had become a whole new level of trouble ever since Tia had told her they could spar with each other and that the blond wouldn't hold back. 



Clark had been furious. He was the "dad" of the group which meant he tried to keep others out of trouble...when he wasn't around?



the role was placed on William. 



Will was the "mum". he helped with the nightmares.


personally, Diana tried to keep her dark thoughts to herself but he just seemed to know when she was feeling sad or she was fighting her demons. 


William made sure they were all eating and were staying as healthy as possible. 



of course, William knew how to take care of others...but he didn't have the slightest idea as to how to take care of HIMSELF.


then... there was Jason.




the street fighter that Clark just couldn't stay away long enough not to get angry at. 


Jason was always struggling. he was always in trouble and had the most bruises.



they went through a lot together, but even after all that; the dark bruises never left his pale skin. 


his haunted eyes became better as they slowly adjusted to having a family. 



just like how she slowly became

The broken cage

Diana was walking in circles. The soothing sound and soft breeze were making her skin crawl as she passed between the graves. 


It was a weird place some of the ground had freshly bloomed roses as the other had dead ones. Half of the sky was baby blue while the other side was a bloody red color. Figures danced far away. A voice was singing a lullaby she had never heard before. As she passed one of the graves each of them seem to slowly take a black color. 


She wanted to scream at herself to stop moving, to crown, to hide. But her body didn't seem to be listening as it moved towards the cliff where the sound of running water came from. 


Her naked feet touched the fresh grass as she stopped and kneeled to look deep into the blood-filled river, a serpent was watching from the deep water. Its eyes black and unseeing. 


Diana sat on the edge of the cliff as she looked into the eyes of the unforgiving creature. 


Sixteenth piece of the broken cage:liar, liar, pants on fire