Chapter 10
10 PM and everyone was asleep in their beds, except for Amy, who was too confused to sleep. Anubis had told her the truth, but she didn't think that someone like him could understand what happens in war. 'He's different,' Amy thought, 'he's not the average boy on the streets.'
Then Amy realized something, 'that Nino has a sense of honor. The other Warlords could've grabbed me right there, but Anubis wanted to face me in combat and make me hold my word. Is he trying to instill a sense of honor in me? Is he trying to push me to become a better person? Or is he trying to help me discover myself?'
Amy immediately dismissed the idea that Anubis was trying to instill honor in her. Amy did have an honor code, but if you didn't live on the streets, you would never understand the logic. She also had ethics, but a person who didn't live on the streets would never understand the logic either.
Then Amy thought about her second conclusion. She had shaped her life on tragedy and need to feel safe in an area that was prone to violence and race riots. But did Anubis see any hidden potential in her? And what about her new friends and the Ancient One, were they trying to push her so she could become a better person? This thought made sense; all the training she had to go through in order to be ready to inherit the Armor of Cruelty did require changes in how she thought, acted, felt, and in her self-confidence. Maybe this war was changing her to be a better person?
Then the last thought came to mind, was the part about discovering herself. Ever since Anubis entered her world with the threat of taking her to the Dynasty, Amy had discovered things about herself that she had never noticed before. For example: Amy began to enjoy things like arrange the flowers on the dinner table, or read books on myths that she had scoffed at in her Eastern Mythology class. She was also discovering how to work out relationships with other people, since she had shut people out of her life after Miranda's death, and discovering a fierce need to protect her friends and other people from the Dynasty.
'So he's opened me up,' she thought, 'that doesn't mean I owe him anything.'
'Wrong,' she thought again, 'you owe him the shot at open combat with you. He told you the truth and he didn't lie to you. The least you can do give him his shot.'
Amy smiled; her ethics were creeping up on her. It would be going against her code to deny him his chance. Amy looked at the ceiling, she would give Anubis his chance, but she didn't intend to make it easy. 'He's different,' she thought, 'I don't know why he's different, but I do know one thing, he's different from any boy I've meet in my 17 years.'
Anubis couldn't sleep. That silver-eyed wild child was different than any other girl he had met in his 400 years. Very few girls had the nerve to withdraw a weapon in front of him, but what surprised him the most was the fact that she had cut his hand and drawn blood. No girl had ever done that, but then again this girl was not an ordinary girl. Anubis was confused, if it were another girl, he would have engaged her in combat and brought her into the Dynasty unconscious. But this girl was different, and he didn't know why. He wanted to fight his silver-eyed wild child in fair combat, but he was paranoid at the thought of interference. Anubis didn't want interference, but he didn't understand why he didn't attack her right there. What confused him even more was the fact that he had kissed her.
'You're in love with her,' one part of Anubis' mind said in triumph
'No I'm not,' Anubis chastised himself.
'Why do you deny it, it's the truth,' the other side of him spoke.
'She's an American,' Anubis told himself
'Why should that stop you now?' The other side of him said in a laughing manner, 'you've attacked other women throughout the centuries who aren't Japanese.'
'Maybe I don't want to attack her.' Anubis scolded his other half.
'So you are in love with her,' the other side of him finished the conversation.
Even though Anubis didn't want to admit it, the part of him that concluded that he was in love was right.
10 PM and everyone was asleep in their beds, except for Amy, who was too confused to sleep. Anubis had told her the truth, but she didn't think that someone like him could understand what happens in war. 'He's different,' Amy thought, 'he's not the average boy on the streets.'
Then Amy realized something, 'that Nino has a sense of honor. The other Warlords could've grabbed me right there, but Anubis wanted to face me in combat and make me hold my word. Is he trying to instill a sense of honor in me? Is he trying to push me to become a better person? Or is he trying to help me discover myself?'
Amy immediately dismissed the idea that Anubis was trying to instill honor in her. Amy did have an honor code, but if you didn't live on the streets, you would never understand the logic. She also had ethics, but a person who didn't live on the streets would never understand the logic either.
Then Amy thought about her second conclusion. She had shaped her life on tragedy and need to feel safe in an area that was prone to violence and race riots. But did Anubis see any hidden potential in her? And what about her new friends and the Ancient One, were they trying to push her so she could become a better person? This thought made sense; all the training she had to go through in order to be ready to inherit the Armor of Cruelty did require changes in how she thought, acted, felt, and in her self-confidence. Maybe this war was changing her to be a better person?
Then the last thought came to mind, was the part about discovering herself. Ever since Anubis entered her world with the threat of taking her to the Dynasty, Amy had discovered things about herself that she had never noticed before. For example: Amy began to enjoy things like arrange the flowers on the dinner table, or read books on myths that she had scoffed at in her Eastern Mythology class. She was also discovering how to work out relationships with other people, since she had shut people out of her life after Miranda's death, and discovering a fierce need to protect her friends and other people from the Dynasty.
'So he's opened me up,' she thought, 'that doesn't mean I owe him anything.'
'Wrong,' she thought again, 'you owe him the shot at open combat with you. He told you the truth and he didn't lie to you. The least you can do give him his shot.'
Amy smiled; her ethics were creeping up on her. It would be going against her code to deny him his chance. Amy looked at the ceiling, she would give Anubis his chance, but she didn't intend to make it easy. 'He's different,' she thought, 'I don't know why he's different, but I do know one thing, he's different from any boy I've meet in my 17 years.'
Anubis couldn't sleep. That silver-eyed wild child was different than any other girl he had met in his 400 years. Very few girls had the nerve to withdraw a weapon in front of him, but what surprised him the most was the fact that she had cut his hand and drawn blood. No girl had ever done that, but then again this girl was not an ordinary girl. Anubis was confused, if it were another girl, he would have engaged her in combat and brought her into the Dynasty unconscious. But this girl was different, and he didn't know why. He wanted to fight his silver-eyed wild child in fair combat, but he was paranoid at the thought of interference. Anubis didn't want interference, but he didn't understand why he didn't attack her right there. What confused him even more was the fact that he had kissed her.
'You're in love with her,' one part of Anubis' mind said in triumph
'No I'm not,' Anubis chastised himself.
'Why do you deny it, it's the truth,' the other side of him spoke.
'She's an American,' Anubis told himself
'Why should that stop you now?' The other side of him said in a laughing manner, 'you've attacked other women throughout the centuries who aren't Japanese.'
'Maybe I don't want to attack her.' Anubis scolded his other half.
'So you are in love with her,' the other side of him finished the conversation.
Even though Anubis didn't want to admit it, the part of him that concluded that he was in love was right.