Hours later I stepped out of the dojo giving a small wave good-bye to Joe and I saw Amy. “I saw you in there, you got moves.” She told me. “Ya, you like those skills!” I bragged. “Well that was you r physical training, now it’s time for your mental training.” She said. “Alright, lead me to it.” I responded. “Already here, I’m gonna teach ya.” I looked at her. “You’re smart” I asked sarcastically. “Oh shut up!” she replied while shoving me. “So how are you gonna train me?” I asked. She pulled out a shocker that police used to stun criminals. “I thought you said this was a mental test.” I said. “It is, let me explain: I’m gonna asked you extremely hard math questions and chess problems and if you don’t answer them correctly within ten seconds, I’ll shock you.” She replied. I was freaked out; I looked at her in astonishment. “Does it hurt?” I asked. “Umm… let me think—Yup!” She replied. “So what’s six thousand five hundred eighty two times five thousand fifty nine?” She asked me. “Umm…” I wondered. “10,” Amy mentioned. “Uhh…” “9,” “Ahh…” “8,” “Stop pressuring me!” I told her. “7,” “Okay, I give up stop the countdown.” “6,” “Hey!” “5,” “Oh…snap.” “4,” “Seriously stop.” “3,” “This is gonna hurt.” “2,” “A lot.” “1.” She jabbed me with the shocker in my stomach and I felt a wave of electricity rush through my body. I collapsed and groaned with pain. “This may take a while.” Amy said while helping me up. “Not like you could do any better.” I said. “Thirty four million six hundred fourteen thousand seven hundred thirty eight.” Amy said. “What?” I replied. "That’s the answer, thirty four million six hundred fourteen thousand seven hundred thirty eight.” She told me with a tone of ‘duh’.
Hours past with me failing, getting shocked and collapsing. I wanted to give up, but Amy kept on pushing me. After eleven hours straight I finally got the a few right. I said good night to Amy and headed off to my room. Though before I could, a chubby man with a laboratory suit and glasses came over to me and said “Hey kid, follow me!” So I did but only because he reminded me of Eugene. He led me to a room that had a sign on it that read: ‘GAGDETS’. “Awesome! I get gadgets?” I asked gleefully. “Yup, also my name is Dave Johnson, but you can just call me D-Jay.” He replied with a friendly smile. “Alright, cool.” I said. When we entered the room, all of the walls were covered with weapons, parts of weapons, devices and tools. There was a table in the middle that had cool looking devices on it, I hoped they were mine. D-Jay seemed to have read my mind and said “Yes, the ones on the table are yours. Starting with this.” He handed me what looked like a calculator with only numbers and multiplication and addition on it. “This is an x-ray; press the multiplication sign and the addition sign together to activate it.” D-Jay explained. Then he picked up a mechanical glove, put it on and pressed a button. All of a sudden a drill popped out the palm of the glove. “This is a drill, as you can see.” He pushed the button again and the drill popped back in. “Last but not least, the Infra-red Detector.” He said while giving me two sunshades (A.K.A. Infra-red Detector). “Let’s you see heat in the dark.” He explained. After I packed up all of my gadgets, I went to my room and watched some television. I was ready for my mission.
The next morning, I got up, got dressed, packed up my gadgets and went straight to Commander’s room. The door was already open and Amy and Commander were inside waiting for me. “Good morning Mister Diablo.” Commander greeted me. “Morning.” I replied. “By the way, Amy is going to be your partner.” He told me. Aww crud she’s gonna be so bossy! I tried to think of a way out of it but there was no way out, she was coming, period. Amy caught sight of my face and said “Believe me, you should be thankful.” Man it’s like everybody here can read minds. “So what’s the mission to find out who killed my dad?” I asked to nobody in particular. “In order to find out who killed your dad, you must find, ‘The Medallion of Time’. Commander replied. “It is located below ‘The Pyramid of Giza’. Be careful though because there are lots of traps and people have tried to go in and live to tell the tale, but nobody has succeeded…yet. Good luck Mister Diablo, good luck.” He told me. Amy led me to a room crowded with people and jets. All the jets were either black or red. They looked like the one that I was in (the one that crash landed.). “Hey are you Josh’s son?” someone asked me. “Ya…” I replied. “Hey everybody!” He yelled, “This is Josh’s son!!” A crowd of people rushed towards me. “Am suppose to be scared, happy, or is this just another test?” I asked while moving into a stance that could knock five people unconscious. “No, no, no. You see, your father was the best pilot, so when you’re done you’re mission, come visit us.” He replied. I nodded and walked passed him and Amy was waiting at the jet with the jet door open. I jumped in not even thinking about the previous crash, all I could think about was finding out who killed my dad. Inside the plane it had one seat surrounded by books about the ‘Pyramid of Giza’. I go to say hi to the pilot but there was Amy, sitting in the pilot’s seat concentrating and pressing buttons. I going to ask her if she was the pilot, but if I’ve learned anything about Amy, it’s that she’s full of surprises. So I went back to the room and started to read.


this ones a bit shorter ^_^