Chapter 3

Hey guys I know I haven't updated in a long time and I'm taking longer than I said I would but school is hectic for me. I will try to update more frequently but I need to be inspired for these chapters to happen so leaving comments would help. I'm not exactly sure what inspired me to write this chapter but I wrote it anyway. Regarding what happened with my character's language and reactions, as she spends longer on earth she will become more adapt to modern day language, style, culture and environment so your gonna notice as she uses the modern day tongue in her thoughts. She still doesn't use modern day speech unless she's saying things quickly because proper English was (quite literally) beaten into her brain. Anyway before u lose interest thanks for reading my story. TTYL.

Italics= thoughts and flashbacks.

Bold= my thought.

Amy's POV:

Waking up from a dreamless sleep I sprung out of bed startled to be in a strange white room again. Slowly taking in the rest of the room I realized that this was the room I had been given, not the room I had first woken in.

Curious I explored the room a little more, opening doors and draws to see their contents. The door on my right lead to a privet bathroom with white bathroom appliances, another door to my right was a closet, it held a small array of clothes, some pants, skirts, tops, shoes and other more feminine objects that were of questionable size and shape.

Entering the bathroom I showered and brushed my hair out, pulling it into a ponytail. I looked in the mirror seeing nothing I sighed I focused, eventually I appeared in the mirror, staring at my reflection I noticed the circles that lingered under my eyes and the cuts that marred my cheeks. I concentrated again slowly they faded, the cuts into barley noticeable scares and the circles into nonexistence.

Satisfied with how I looked I left the bathroom, remembering that the door facing my bed was the one that lead into the hallway, I exited my room looking for the kitchen area. I finally found it after many failed attempts, I looked around for anyone else but no one else seemed to be up yet. Looking around for a clock I spotted the time on the stove, it was 5:35 presumable early here. I shrugged slightly, opening the fridge; I hoped that they wouldn't mind me making breakfast.

Grabbing some eggs, sugar, and other condiments I started to make French toast. Dipping the bread into the batter I started to sing quietly to myself, I thought about the song I was singing, trying to decide if it was a happy or sad song.

After becoming absorbed in cooking and singing I didn't notice the others enter the kitchen, "Wow." M'gann stated making me almost drop the pan I was holding. "I…I didn't notice you enter the kitchen apologies." I said looking up under my lashes, I went back to cooking making sure the food didn't burn, I didn't want to make this more awkward. "It's cool, what you making?" Wally asked trying to make this less awkward I suppose, failing badly. "Err…French toast." I mumbled almost forgetting the food I was cooking. "I didn't put anything that would effect allergies in case you had any by the way." I added quickly hoping that they wouldn't think I was going to poison them.

"We're not allergic to anything Amy." M'gann reassured sending me a knowing smile. "How long have you been up anyway?" Nightwing asked eyes narrowed slightly, always the most suspicious of the group. "I presumably awoke around 5:15," I stated thinking back to this morning. " Why?" I asked I knew it would only make me more suspicious if I taunted, but I did anyway a habit that usually got me punished on Apocalypse. "No reason." he said acting nonchalant.

I went back to the food; scooping it all onto a large serving plate I placed it onto the table. "Are you going to take a seat?" I questioned looking at the other 6 in the room. They nodded quickly while M'gann went to the fridge helping me take the fruit and syrup out. Out of the corner of my eye I watched Nightwing slip a small piece of the French toast onto a small disk scanning it quickly but finding no traces of poison in the mixture. Turning to the others he nodded signaling that it was safe to eat the food.

Annoyed I roughly took the plates from the cabinets, resisting the urge to slam the plates on the table, I placed them lightly. I could see the sympathetic look M'gann was sending me; she obviously had seen Nightwing checking the food as well. Grabbing a plate and some food for myself I ate leaning up against the counter facing them.

"These are great Amora…err…Amy." Wally praised still getting use to my earth name. The others nodded in agreement continuing to eat. I smiled for a moment acknowledging the complement, slipping back into my normally strait face I continued to eat.

The others looked at me again staring longer; "Um Amy you know you can eat at the table too right?" questioned Artemis looking a little concerned. "I know." I said "It's a old habit I suppose." Thinking back to the times I would eat on the move or on the floor. "Didn't you eat at a table regularly?" Conner questioned looking at me curiously. I grimaced slightly, sadness leaking though my features, "Not often." I said quietly. They all looked up from their food, sympathy edged their features, it annoyed me to be sympathized with but I pretended not to be angry.

Zantanna and Rocket walking into the room loudly, snapping us from a sympathy session. "M'gann these look great." Rocket complemented just as loudly, grabbing a plate. "Ya." Zantanna copied also grabbing a plate. "I didn't make them Amy did." M'gann redirected sending me a praising glance. Rocket and Zantanna stopped mid-bite looking at Nightwing in disbelief, he gave them a small nod of encouragement as they continued to eat a little slower this time.

Trying to keep the disappointment from leaking into my features as I finished eating, quickly cleaning up my dishes I turned to leave, saying a goodbye before going back to my room.

Kaldur POV:

I watched her leave the room; I couldn't help but feel sympathetic. She was obviously disappointed with our reactions as she left. Even I had trouble trusting her, Amora came off as fierce and fearless, in an interrogation unbreakable, but outside of that she was a fragile person who lived a life as prisoner.

We all looked at each other, feeling bad especially Zantanna and Rocket. I felt a light prodding in my head before Miss Martian's voice rang though, "Everyone online?" she asked a series of sad yeses answered. "I didn't mean to come off so rude but it surprised me." Rocket thought her aurora of sadness, shame and guilt coming off her in waves. "Me too." Zantanna added, more guilt, shame, and sadness flowed off her as well. " Amora is obviously not who we originally thought her to be." I said carefully. " Her life on Apocalypse could not have been easy, we were wrong to judge her so quickly." They mumbled as agreement as we finished eating.

"I suppose we should apologies later." Zantanna said, "Did she even see me scanning the food?" Nightwing asked not wanting us to seem even ruder, "yes she did." M'gann answered looking annoyed at Nightwing's attempt at reasoning.

"It's gonna have to wait we have training." Artemis butted in walking down to the training room. We all followed not looking forward to the awkwardness that was to come.

Hey guys this is the end of chapter 3 I know this was more filler than anything but I felt like I needed to show some character development, even if it wasn't a large portion. This did somewhat show the team getting to know Amy more, her life obviously wasn't rainbows and sun shines. Please comment, review and share because that helps me finish this story more every day. If there is something you want to see more of please let me know in the comments. Bye

-DemonicAngel /Holly