Chapter 2

Amon had been watching that small bending gang for an hour now, trying see if he could find out where their base was. Amon knew that there was more than just the five of them. It was starting to go on two hours of watching them, and it really didn't look like he was going to get anything out of them. It was obvious that they were drunk and high on something. The only thing they did was shout and swear and shove each other around.

The masked man had finally given up on them now. Amon had more important things to do and he had waited time fallowing around up bunch of stupid drunks. He would get some men to attack them and get what he needed later.

As Amon turning around to leave when he heard one of the men say something to the leader. "Hey! Masa, look at that!" Look at what?

For a second, Amon had thought he had somehow been seen. But that was impossible. Turning around he followed to where the man who had talked had his fat finger pointing. A woman dressed in all black and was sopping wet, limped down the street, getting closer to the alley where those bunch of idiots where peering out at her. One of the other men let out a laugh and looked at the leader, who was apparently named Masa. "Can't we have some real fun tonight?" The fat man asked, grinning suggestively. The others all nodded in agreement and turned to look at Masa.

Masa watched as the woman walked by, his eyes moving up and down her body. "I don't see why not..." He grinned too. "Come on boys, let's have some fun."

Amon eyed them behind his mask as he watched them, one by one walk out of the alley and then corner the woman. Whether or not she was a bender, he didn't know. She didn't look like she was about to bend, so he presumed not.

He watched them in disgust as they froze her arms to the wall, smacked her and started to molest the girl. Benders where disgusting. He really couldn't wait until he had cleansed the world of them.

In a second, Amon was down on the ground and had thrown Masa in to a dumpster and had the others on to ground. Masa stood up again and fire came out of his fists and he started chucking flames towards Amon, who dodged them like they where nothing. He continued to charge at the leader and threw him back in to the dumpster, making his little water bending dog scream.

Masa grunted as he slouched to the ground, holding his head in pain. He suddenly started gagging and vomited all over himself and the ground. Water bender dog screamed again and jumped back from the large man. Glancing back at the girl, he saw that she was hanging there, unconscious against the wall. He looked back over to where the woman and Masa where and walked over to the woman and grabbed her by the neck.

"I need some help..." His grip tightened ever so slightly. "I think you can be the one to assist me..." The woman looked up in to his mask. Realising who he was, her eyes widened and she looked terrified.

"Yes! I can! Just don't take my bending away!" She squealed in terror, grabbing on to Amon's wrist with both hands. Under his mask Amon could only smirk. Stupid girl.

"I need to know where your boss is hiding... Tadao... That's his name isn't it?" The woman looked as if she were about to start crying any minute. She could cry away for all he cared. It really wasn't going to do anything for herself.

"I...I don't know! Nobody does! He just has us meet him in some random old, abandoned building!" Amon's brown eyes burned in to hers.

"Where are you meeting next?" Tears fell from the water bender's blue eyes as she tried to shake her head.

"I don't know..." And with that she just started balling. Amon rolled his eyes and let go of her as she slouched to the ground. The masked man walked around behind her and placed his fingers on her forehead. The woman looked up at him with wide watery eyes. "No! Don't! Please!"

Ignoring her cries, Amon spoke his famous words, "I will now cleanse you of your impurity." And with that, she slouched to the ground. Amon didn't even give her a second glance. Instead he stepped over her limp body and went to the other unconscious woman.

With her eyes closed, she wasn't the most beautiful person in the world. Her long choppy hair was in a stringy tangled mess from being wet and it almost looked greasy in this light; her pale face had several cuts and bruises on it. Above one of her dark eye brows, was a long scar going from her hair line across her forehead. Her nose was slightly crooked and her lips where thin.

Looking at the rest of her he saw that she was wearing a fairly thick, midriff coat that had buttons up the side rather than in the middle, with a collar that went up to her chin. Under it she wore some sort of stretch black shirt. Around her neck was a black bandana sort of thing. Her legs were clad in black pants that went down to her calves, from there one was a pair of black lace up boots.

A mixture of a gag and a cough interrupted his looking over her. Even with her eyes shut, he could tell she was squinting in pain. Amon broke the ice and held the woman bridal style then ran off in to the night.

When Kyo opened her eyes, she saw that she was in a dark room. Underneath her was the most comfy thing that she had ever laid on. Dark and comfy was nice, but whose room was she in? The fire bender blinked as she recalled the events that had happened the night before. The last thing she remembered seeing before passing out was... Amon. No way. Could she have been sleeping in Amon's bed.

The twenty-five year old sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. Her head still had a small lingering pain to it, as did her knee. But that wasn't about to stop her from acting out the sudden idea she had. If this was Amon's room then that meant she was in Amon's house/base thing.

She couldn't help but imagine what sort of things she could put in to her pockets, and up her sleeves. Kyo stood up, wobbling a bit. It took only a second for her to regain her balance and for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. Across from the bed was a door and right beside the bed was a small table. Other than that there was nothing else in the room. Not even a closet. What, did this guy wear the same clothes every day? Turning back to the bedside table she saw a drawer and pulled it open. The only thing inside was some sort of book. Kyo picked up the book and flipped through it. There was nothing but blank pages. Well that was sort of useless. She dropped it back in the drawer and headed over to the door.

Kyo opened it a crack and looking out in to a living room. While it was dark in there, it was a bit brighter then the bedroom. Kyo slipped through the door and in to the living room. There was a couch against the wall with a table in front of it. Across from the couch was some sort of cabinet a couple drawers. Cabinets and drawers where always good things.

Checking to make sure that there was no one there that she hadn't noticed; she approached the cabinet and began pulling open drawers. They mostly only held books, papers and dust. Pulling open another drawer she saw the exact same thing, Except in the corner was a small box covered in dust. Kyo popped the lid of it open and peered inside. There was a single silver ring in the box with a diamond in the middle of four small black onyxes. That looked valuable.

Kyo dropped the ring in to one of her pockets and then shut the drawer. The fire bender turned from the cabinet and looked around the room. There was another door that was opened and appeared to just be a bathroom. People didn't usually keep valuables in bathrooms. For now that ring was good enough for her. Kyo imagined that she could get quite a bit of cash off of that.

There was another door in the room which she presumed to be an exit. Kyo opened it and saw that she was looking out in to a long hallway lined with pipes. Kyo quietly closed the door behind her and then started to make her way down the hallway. Every once in a while she would hear steam in the pipes hissing, but other than that it was extremely quite. And it was starting to make Kyo feel most uncomfortable.

You know that feeling you get on the back of your neck when you feel like someone is watching or following you? Well, Kyo had that feeling. The thief looked over her shoulder and wasn't surprised to see that there was no one there. Of course there was no one there. There never was. Seeing that no one was there didn't help the feeling that she was getting.

Turning her head slowly she came face to face with that infamous mask.

Amon grabbed her shoulders and pushed her up against the metal wall. Bringing his face close to hers, he spoke in a deep and low voice, almost a whisper, "It probably isn't a good idea to wonder around here. People might mistake you for trouble..."

Kyo looked up in to his masked face with an emotionless expression. "Maybe I am trouble."

Amon let out a small chuckle. The man pushed away from Kyo and the wall. Lifting one of his hands he held out the ring. "So you like shiny things?" Amon held it up to the light and examined it. Kyo glanced up at the ring and scowled. She slid her hand in to her pocket and found that her eyes weren't deceiving her. "I personally find that it is rather rude to steel from the one who saved you..."

Kyo's eyes went from the ring to Amon. "And I personally find that it is rude to go through peoples pockets." She shot back, offering him a fake grin.

Amon chuckled again, "Touché."

"I am assuming that I was sleeping in your bed... You didn't rape me, did you?" It was just a question. Could never be too sure. Especially seeing as Amon wasn't really one of the good guys. Most bad guys, cough, cough bending gangs, all seemed to be horny bastards.

Behind his mask, Amon smirked. "I'll let you figure that out for yourself, I think."

Kyo raised her eyebrow and stood up straight, instead of leaning against the wall. "Let me figure it out myself?" She took a step closer to the anti-bender. "It's my body. I think I would have a right to know about something like that."

And guess what Amon did? He chuckled. Again. His chuckling was really starting to get annoying. "i suppose that it true. No, I did not rape you." Teasingly, he reached out and caressed her jaw with one of his fingers. "I am sort of offended that you would think something like that of me."

Kyo smacked his hand away and glared up at him. "Well, I really don't know you that well, do I?"

Amon simply nodded. "True. True. But I would think that you are smart enough to not believe in stereotypes." The masked man leaned against the wall, and Kyo continued to glare at him. " It's rather stereotypical to think that because I'm the, 'bad guy'" at that he made quotation marks with his fingers, "I am automatically a rapist."

"Well most rapists, I'm pretty sure are bad." Amon seemed to ignore this and continued on with his pointless little rant on stereotypes.

"Because you are wearing all black, it is stereotypical of me to believe that you are in to drugs, alcohol, possibly porn, and maybe even self mutilation."

Kyo stared at him with her mouth slightly open. "I am not a druggie. Or an alcoholic, or a porn addict. Or anything like that! Why would you even suggest something like that?" This man... was really starting to irritate her.

"Because I don't know you that well." He answered simply, with a shrug. If he hadn't been wearing his mask, Amon would have given her the cockiest grin ever.

Kyo went back to glaring at him "I want to go home."