Combat

I'm wired.  I just got back from my first real combat.  While I'm an Amazon, and I've trained with many kinds of combat for most of my life, I've never faced the real thing until today.  I've also never seen a true act of violent malice before today, either.  This gang of pumped up men in Bane masks were rampaging through the college bars in downtown Metropolis today.  They were being violent, and careless, but I saw one of them purposefully land of top of a young woman while bounding up the street.  The woman was gravely injured.  She went down without a sound, and when she did, I felt something I've never felt before.  Rage.  I'm no stranger to anger, but I've never felt as if I wasn't in control of myself before.  I was like one of Ares berserkers.  I flew at him so fast he didn't see me coming, and hit him as hard as I'm able.  I knocked him several feet into the concrete wall of a parking structure, knocking him briefly unconscious.  Seeing him possibly hurt and unconscious brought me out of my rage.  We put the rest of the Bainites down, the leader escaped.  I'm still thinking about this, trying to sort this all out in my head.  I thought writing this down might help, but I think I need to talk to someone.  I'm going to go and speak with Diana.  More later.