Chapter 3

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-Ambers P.O.V-

Within seconds Nico's sword was pointed at my throat. I stumbled back and fell off my bed, smacking my head on the ground.

Believe me! I was used to people coming at me in threatening ways, but never with a sword.

I knew I was staring but I couldn't help it. This boy had appeared out of the shadows. but still I had trusted him enough not to call the police, I even healed him. And know he had a sword pointed at my throat.

"Who are you and how did you kidnap me"? I saw his dark almond eyes look over the edge of the bed at me.

"K-kid nap you?" Good going Amber, stop stuttering. It's weak. " I am s-sorry b-but you a-appeared in my house I didn't kidnap you. "

He seemed to stare at me forever before putting down his sword and helping me to stand. He grabbed the sleeve of my arm. I flinched.

Stop that I told my self.

"I know when someone is lying Amber. Luckily your not." I stood up and brushed off my pants. Walking over I pulled the chair from my dresser and faced it towards Nico. I sat down in the chair buda style. I crossed my legs up on my thighs.

"Where did you come from and how did you get in my house?"

"I came from a camp, and I don't know I wasn't aiming to come here." He schoffed at my questions. A scowl appeared on his face.

"No! How did you get in my house. One minute you weren't even near here the next you appear out of the shadows like .. like...." I let the sentence trail off.

Stupid, I told myself, that's the second time you almost gave your secrete away.

I smiled at Nico. He seemed nice but something told me he hid a lot of pain behind his perfect almond eyes.

Really Amber, perfect.

"I traveled. Through the shadows. It's called shadow traveling" and to be honest I believed him.

I have delt with my own weird forms of transportation. Which usually end up with me being supper weak and not being able to do it for a couple days.

"Cool. But how are you going to get back to your camp? Because you are in no shape to be doing that for a couple days." I tried to put my best doctors voice on. But I saw Nico go from shock to a smirk then rage.

"Who do you think you are telling me what to do! You have no idea what your talking about. I can do whatever I want. You don't know the kind of power I have " He made frantic hand gestures and each time he did I would flinch away.

"I-I'm s-sorry" I couldn't look at Nico or even make eye contact. I kept my gaze fixed on the ground and fiddled with my fingers.

Nico just grumbled something about being sorry.

( really sorry bad couple of chapters but I swear it will get better and pick up more speed in the next chapter)

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