Men Like You
Prompt: Could you do a Steve Trevor Imagine where you are an Amazon woman and you meet Steve Trevor. A charming man which puts a very high bar for man kind. Seeing as he is polite and all you could ask for in a friend. So when you go to the real world you are devastated to find out that not many humans are like Steve Trevor.
Requested By: ANON
Triggers: Hint’s at abuse, hints at rape (from when Amazons were in captivity) Nothing graphic
You had done many thing in your long life. You had mastered languages, fighting styles, you had memorized entire novels. You had also learned to never take the world in absolutes. But despite that lesson, you had taken in everything Steve Trevor was, and allowed yourself to believe that perhaps the world of men had changed from the one you knew all those years ago. But now, looking at the world of man, you realize that very little has changed.
You swallow the lump in your throat and force yourself to keep walking forward. “You okay?” Steve’s voice is gentle, an oddity in this harsh world.
“It hasn’t changed.” The meaning behind the words is blanket statement.
“When’s the last time you left the island?”
You take a deep breath, “When I fought for my freedom. The Amazons were created to bring peace, to soften man’s heart. Instead, we were enslaved, used as breeders to bear strong sons. Most daughters were lost.”
You can see the shock on his face, and you give a small smile, “I was young when that happened. My father was not an evil man. He was a slave as well. He loved my mother. He protected me. Hid me from their master’s eyes, and from my half brothers.”
You nod, “The sons my mother bore to the man who tried to control her. Each was more evil than the last. Her master believed I was a stillborn child, thanks to my father.”
You continue walking the streets of London, and he asks, “What happened to them?”
“My mother killed them. And in retaliation, her captor killed my father. And I killed him. We left man’s world, grateful that we wouldn’t have to go back.”
“Then why did you come with me?”
You smile, “You crashed on our island, and Diana brought you to shore. You defended her when her back was turned. Protected her. It reminded me of my father. I watched her grow up, you know? She’s young. Idealistic. She was not ready to set foot into man’s world.”
Steve nods, “But you were ready to return?”
You shake your head, “No.”
He stops in the middle of the street, “So you just came to protect Diana?”
You give him a small smile, “No. I came because I hoped that the rest of man’s world was like you, Steve Trevor. Like my father was.” There’s a moment of shocked silence before he gives you a smile. And then the two of you start walking, ready to take the next step to end the war of Man’s world.