Okay, thanks for the reviews...they mean alot to me. Here is chapter three: A New Danger, an Old Enemy! Enjoy...the story will soon have gory in it...starting chapter 5.

Chapter 3: A new Danger, an old enemy

Amaterasu set her shaky paw upon the ground. She tilted her upward to see a long, glorious field of long, stalky flowers. Dappled colors shone all around in a beautiful, colorful masterpiece. In the middle of the field was a large oak tree.

A dark shadow stretched from beneath it. Ammy wagged her tail, looking up at Waka. He grinned, "Well Ma Cherie, race you!" Ammy growled, 'He may be fast-but he's not as fast as me!' She thought. She leaped into the air, getting a head-start.

Then, she ran. Running as fast as she could, wind whistling past her and ruffling her fur, she ran. Flowers moved out of her way on their "own" accord and blocked Waka's path.

"Cheater!" She heard him cry. Man and wolf ran and ran, racing to the tree. Ammy could hear the sound of her paws gracefully brushing the ground as she kicked up soft plumes of dirt. S

he could feel her muscles tense and release ever so rhythmically, creating a pattern. She howled with pleasure as she neared the tree with Waka far behind. Five leaps away. Four. Three. Two. 'What?' The wolf couldn't register what was plummeting towards her.

She braced herself, ready for the end…when she would feel claws dig into her fur and splatter blood over all the plants in the field. Waka was too far away to help.

Anytime now…"Oof!" Someone grunted. Something crushed her.

She could feel the earth churning beneath her as she and the attacker rolled down the slope, towards the tree. Head, tail, head, tail. The tree trunk was inches away.

Bam! Both Ammy and the attacker crashed into the tree. "Ma…Cherie…get your…butt out…of my….FACE!" Someone cried. 'Waka?' Ammy thought. She turned around.

The tip of her snout connected with Waka's nose. For a whole minute they both held that pose, Ammy standing on top of Waka, Waka grinning slyly, his eyes locked with Ammy's.

As the two froze in their positions, staring at one another, the earth began to shake. Ammy jumped up suddenly, launching herself into the air.

Waka's eyes widened as his mind was filled with memories of the past. The Celestials' deaths, the extinction of his tribe, and of Amaterasu's first death-all because of him…'I won't let the happen again.' He thought, mind racing.

The world opened up beneath them. "Bark!" Ammy exclaimed in her wolf language. She quickly flung herself onto a narrow strip of rock.

Waka's hat flapped it's wings as her flew towards her. "Ammy!" He cried-surprising himself. 'I just said her real name…' he thought. 'I sound so sensitive when I say her name…' at that same time, Ammy's mind wheeled.

'The prophet said my name…has he ever said my name? I mean he has called me Amaterasu and Ma Cherie-whatever that means-but he has never called me…Ammy…it sounds kinda nice when he says it…it has a ring to it…Issun only first called me that as an insult…he said my name was too long…Waka just yelled it right now, for the first time! And he didn't yell it to tease me…he just wanted to know I was okay…maybe…I can trust him…'

She thought. Suddenly, her mind was filled with scenes from the battle with Yami…Waka's confession, the curse Yami put on her-stripping Ammy of her powers-, and Waka defending her, standing against Yami spell that would have killed Ammy, the sadness that had washed over her when she saw her companion fall off the ledge to his death.

She remembered how he floated up to her in the ark, calling her to join him.

And then…she remembered the awkward moment that passed between them under the oak tree.

She could trust this odd man…he would help her and die for her…she would trust him and only trust him. She would not befriend him…she would only trust him…right? "Whizzzzzz…." Something flew at an accelerating rate towards her.

'Is that…a ro-'She couldn't even finish her thought. Something hit her-hit her hard.

The rope wrapped around her paw and another tightened around her snout. She heard Waka call out. She thrust her head up to try to see him.

There he was-struggling against a web of ropes. The pair was trapped. To make things worse…they were being dragged underground…dragged into the gaping crevice. Ammy closed her eyes, waiting for the end. She was armed, but pinned down…she was strong, but not strong enough…she had Waka to help her…but he was entangled in ropes…like her.

They will die-and no one can help them…

Black…all black…Ammy couldn't see a thing…but…she could her voices. Lots of them. She strained to her more. "M-m-mistress!" A voice cried.

"We have captured them! Why are you a-a-angry?" She could her weeping as another voice hissed. "Yes, you have pleased me…but…you know…I will never be pleased for long…" 'I know that voice!' Ammy thought.

'Where have I heard it?' She scanned her past memories-trying to find a solution.

"Mrmphy!" Some muffled voice called. Ammy looked up, tied up on the wall, with a gag was Waka. He had a black eye and the top of his forehead was covered with dried blood.

'How long have we been here?' She asked herself. She growled as she struggled against the chains that held her down.

"Mrmphy!" Waka called again. He was shaking his head rapidly. But it was too late, Ammy's growl was heard from another room.

The room that contained the voices…the room that contained whatever 'mistress' there was in their prison. Light flooded in as a door was opened. Ammy stared to growl-only to choke on her own snarl.

Because standing there with an ironic suited for a maniac…was…

Yami.