"Take care of yourself girl, even if it's not Gotham, a city the size of Metropolis has its share of dangers!" the woman behind the wheel of the pickup warned her, her face half a friendly smile, half a worried frown. She was a middle aged woman that was helping with her daughters move to the big city, loading some boxes in her pickup, and had decided to pick up a young looking hitchhiker. The woman didn't make any more questions than where she wanted to go, even if the girl looked young, probably too young to be traveling around by herself, but the experienced woman knew that if such a girl was traveling alone, she usually had a good reason to do so.
"I'll do" Alyx nodded, waving the gentle woman goodbye, carrying a small duffel bag with her meager possessions, promising she was going to take care of herself. "And of others as well" she added in a mutter, as she wasn't there to just be free. Of course that getting out of Themyscira was important, she was more than fed up of living sheltered in such refuge, away from the world of man, away from conflict. They could help, the amazons were mighty warriors, and yet they stood by the sidelines. Alyx may not be the strongest of them since she was no Princess Diana, nor was she the smartest considering how hotheaded she was, but she felt like her heart was in the right place, and that was the important thing.
Alyx had crossed the ocean, almost lost herself to the wiles of the gods twice, to end up arriving on the coast. There she was received, healed and fed by a gentle couple of aged women that lived on a house on the cliff by themselves. With them she learned the basics of the language, foreign concepts like cars, electricity and money, and they dressed her with their clothes of old, letting her go when she was ready. They have behaved gently with her, perhaps seeing their younger selves in her, the indomitable spirit that made them fight for what was fair now was guiding Alyx's steps seemingly to that woman that brought her to Metropolis.
It wasn't like she was headed there, but she wanted to go to a big city, and be it just luck or the designs of the Moirai, her travels had taken her there. She had pictured a city like a place most somber, with so many people living in the same place that it would be a den of crime, a nest of pollution, and yet Metropolis looked like a perfectly fine place, even if quite crowded and hard to completely grasp her mind around it. Wandering around in awe, Alyx head a racket close by, sudden and violent noise. Whatever that was going on, she was ready to help, so without thinking she started to run towards the source of the noise.
"I'll do" Alyx nodded, waving the gentle woman goodbye, carrying a small duffel bag with her meager possessions, promising she was going to take care of herself. "And of others as well" she added in a mutter, as she wasn't there to just be free. Of course that getting out of Themyscira was important, she was more than fed up of living sheltered in such refuge, away from the world of man, away from conflict. They could help, the amazons were mighty warriors, and yet they stood by the sidelines. Alyx may not be the strongest of them since she was no Princess Diana, nor was she the smartest considering how hotheaded she was, but she felt like her heart was in the right place, and that was the important thing.
Alyx had crossed the ocean, almost lost herself to the wiles of the gods twice, to end up arriving on the coast. There she was received, healed and fed by a gentle couple of aged women that lived on a house on the cliff by themselves. With them she learned the basics of the language, foreign concepts like cars, electricity and money, and they dressed her with their clothes of old, letting her go when she was ready. They have behaved gently with her, perhaps seeing their younger selves in her, the indomitable spirit that made them fight for what was fair now was guiding Alyx's steps seemingly to that woman that brought her to Metropolis.
It wasn't like she was headed there, but she wanted to go to a big city, and be it just luck or the designs of the Moirai, her travels had taken her there. She had pictured a city like a place most somber, with so many people living in the same place that it would be a den of crime, a nest of pollution, and yet Metropolis looked like a perfectly fine place, even if quite crowded and hard to completely grasp her mind around it. Wandering around in awe, Alyx head a racket close by, sudden and violent noise. Whatever that was going on, she was ready to help, so without thinking she started to run towards the source of the noise.