Chapter 6
"Congratulations," Rowen smiled as the nine friends sat down at a café in Centennial Park.
"Thanks," Amy blushed, "it was so amazing."
"Winning the gold?" Sara smiled.
"What else?" Cassie said in a sarcastic manner.
"Chill Cassie," David said, "this is a time to celebrate, not snap at each other."
Cassie glared at David, until she noticed something in Amy's pocket, "What's that?" She asked.
"Protection," Amy said flatly.
"For what?" Sage asked.
"Not much," Amy said, "just incase a certain Warlord of Cruelty decides to kidnap me."
Sara shook her head, "Amy, can you come with me?"
"Sure," Amy said as they both got up.
"Amy," Sara began, "did your respective Warlord watch you during your Judo match?"
"Yes," Amy replied.
"And what is your protection?" Sara demanded.
Amy withdrew a small handgun from her pocket. Sara shook her head, "do you really think that a small gun will protect you from an armored Warlord?"
Amy looked at Sara, "there's only one way to find out."
"Amy," Sara sighed, "do you really think that you can defeat him with just a gun?"
"Who says I only have a gun?" Amy smiled as she rolled up the right pant leg of her baggy jeans to reveal a knife taped to her leg.
"You do realize that if you get caught with those two things, you could get kicked out," Sara said finally.
Amy just looked at Sara sadly, "what they don't know can't hurt them. Besides, the police in Miami can't even save a life."
"What do you mean?" Sara asked, confused.
Amy pulled out a small, plastic silver-colored ring that she had been wearing with her silver necklace chain from under her football jersey. "This ring," Amy began, "was a gift from Miranda that she gave me for my seventh birthday. When we were walking home from school on the day of her seventh birthday, a stray bullet killed her. She was dead before she even hit the ground." That was when Sara noticed tears welling up in Amy's eyes, "the police couldn't save her," Amy cringed, "no could save her. So I learned how to use a gun and a knife. I am the only one who can save myself." Then Amy looked at Sara, "and I don't have any problem using this gun or knife on Anubis."
Sara felt sorry for Amy. The girl had so much potential, but because of all the violence that Amy lived around, the heir to Armor of Cruelty was forced to fight on the streets of Miami in order to live.
"So, why did you take Judo?" Sara asked, changing the subject.
"To defend myself," Amy smiled, "and to learn discipline."
"It showed in your match," Sara laughed.
"The only bad thing," Amy said in a serious manner, "was that Anubis was watching me the whole time."
"Congratulations," Rowen smiled as the nine friends sat down at a café in Centennial Park.
"Thanks," Amy blushed, "it was so amazing."
"Winning the gold?" Sara smiled.
"What else?" Cassie said in a sarcastic manner.
"Chill Cassie," David said, "this is a time to celebrate, not snap at each other."
Cassie glared at David, until she noticed something in Amy's pocket, "What's that?" She asked.
"Protection," Amy said flatly.
"For what?" Sage asked.
"Not much," Amy said, "just incase a certain Warlord of Cruelty decides to kidnap me."
Sara shook her head, "Amy, can you come with me?"
"Sure," Amy said as they both got up.
"Amy," Sara began, "did your respective Warlord watch you during your Judo match?"
"Yes," Amy replied.
"And what is your protection?" Sara demanded.
Amy withdrew a small handgun from her pocket. Sara shook her head, "do you really think that a small gun will protect you from an armored Warlord?"
Amy looked at Sara, "there's only one way to find out."
"Amy," Sara sighed, "do you really think that you can defeat him with just a gun?"
"Who says I only have a gun?" Amy smiled as she rolled up the right pant leg of her baggy jeans to reveal a knife taped to her leg.
"You do realize that if you get caught with those two things, you could get kicked out," Sara said finally.
Amy just looked at Sara sadly, "what they don't know can't hurt them. Besides, the police in Miami can't even save a life."
"What do you mean?" Sara asked, confused.
Amy pulled out a small, plastic silver-colored ring that she had been wearing with her silver necklace chain from under her football jersey. "This ring," Amy began, "was a gift from Miranda that she gave me for my seventh birthday. When we were walking home from school on the day of her seventh birthday, a stray bullet killed her. She was dead before she even hit the ground." That was when Sara noticed tears welling up in Amy's eyes, "the police couldn't save her," Amy cringed, "no could save her. So I learned how to use a gun and a knife. I am the only one who can save myself." Then Amy looked at Sara, "and I don't have any problem using this gun or knife on Anubis."
Sara felt sorry for Amy. The girl had so much potential, but because of all the violence that Amy lived around, the heir to Armor of Cruelty was forced to fight on the streets of Miami in order to live.
"So, why did you take Judo?" Sara asked, changing the subject.
"To defend myself," Amy smiled, "and to learn discipline."
"It showed in your match," Sara laughed.
"The only bad thing," Amy said in a serious manner, "was that Anubis was watching me the whole time."