Case Report 6886; Wonder Woman IILog Name: Case 6886
Date/Time of Departure: Sep 9, 2012; 18:34:42
Patrol Rout/Destination: Downtown Gotham, Victoria St.
Intention(s): Discuss the recent behavior of ID Code: B003 [Cassandra Sandsmark] with subject
Reasoning: Property damage, assault, battery, out of character behavior [destructive, dangerous]
Subject ID Code: B003
Code Name(s): Cassandra Sandsmark, Wonder Girl, Wonder Woman II
Charges: Assault of Rachel Roth [the carving of a "W" on her chest with B003's sword and the cause of internal bleeding by throwing her into a building]
Relevant Confession(s)/Statement(s), Evidence: The red star on B003's tiara seems to glow preceding the execution of her strange behavior [believed to be the cause]
Injuries Sustained: Fractured nasal bone, several two inch/three inch slices in sides [weakness in seams of armor], "W" carved
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To The Father I Never KnewDear Dad,
I wish we could go back and start over again! When I was a kid, I used to dream—to pray—that you and mom would stop traveling, forget business and just settle down. We’d be together, the way a family ought to be…
Now I have my wish. I’m getting to be with you all the time. And it’s tearing me apart.
Funny, how once you never seemed to care—at least you never showed me that you did. And now you want to run my life. Do you really think we can start over…?
I’ve no idea who you think I am, Dad—but I’m not that boy. I had to fend for myself for a long time. I changed, Dad. I have a lot of… secrets.
You couldn’t be more wrong about Bruce Wayne. Despite what he seems, he is the only truly great man I have ever known. He… helps people. And he never asks for anything in return.
I’m not interested in your business, Dad. I’ve already found my place in the world. I know what I want to be.