Exciting day?

Molpadia smiled and lifted his arm as if she was inspecting a piece of meat. "Where inside of you does it come from?"

"It comes from within my genes..." Dante answered with a sigh, he really felt like a piece of meat right now.

Molpadia looked over him, "From within you? So it is like magic! There is a place that this comes from!" She was not familiar with the human anatomy other than what she could see on the outside. As an Amazon she had no need for such things.

Dante carefully took his arm back, "It comes from deep within my body were the genes and dna are...." He didn't know why it was so hard to explain it to her, he just didn't want to be rude though.

Molpadia grinned at him, leaving him alone. "Well you are different than most men of Patriarch's World. When I take the glory of the Amazons, you will not be amongst the men who feel my wrath."

"Oh um thank you ma'am....?" Dante said with a slightly confused look, there was no doubt this lady was very strange. He ran his fingers through his hair, he hadn't thought his day was going to get this strange.

Molpadia smiled and looked him over before looking back at his bike. Though he was someone that she knew wasn't like the others, he was still a man. "I will be taking your bike now."

"Sorry ma'am, but no your not... This was a gift from a friend and I'm not going to just let you take it..." Dante frowned, okay the lady must be crazy now. He picked the wrong night to go out it seemed.

Molpadia's eyes glistened purple, her voice becoming slightly more dangerous. "I said that I will be taking your bike. I did not say that I was asking permission."

"And I was saying I'm not letting you take it... Its one of the few things I own..." Dante tilted his chin up, he wasn't going to be bullied by her. He had been well trained by his father and aunt.

Molpadia shook her head, the aura around the two of them seeming to get cold and dark. She stepped toward him, the fact that she was not joking increasingly clear. She smirked and took the keys from him, landing a well placed kick to his gut.

Dante winced, but made no noise as he was kicked. He left his hand glow as he fired a warning shot, "Stop ma'am... I can't let you steal that..." He dropped into a defensive mode.

Molpadia laughed, a sound that was disturbing from an otherwise beautiful woman. "You can't let me? Son of man, you will let me take that bike because you are a man. Men cannot stand up against a woman. Isn't that what your backwards culture teaches you? It teaches you that a man is superior than a woman and should not hit them because they are delicate little things that will break?"

"It also teaches not to steal, stealing is a crime here. I guess your culture doesn't teach the same? I would think your culture would hate stealing like any other culture does." Dante replied, his hand still glowing, "And men are taught not to hit women because it's wrong!"

That statement cut her to the quick. Yes, stealing was wrong to the Amazons but this Dante fellow had no idea what she had seen and done in her life. Being the daughter of Ares, the war god had taught her when she was young that men would only hurt and steal from her if she did not hurt and steal from them. She sat astride the bike, looking at him, before acting the part of her usual self. "Amazons live by the same laws that the rest of the world should live by and yes, thievery is a crime. However, you are a man and if I do not do bad unto you, you will do bad unto me first."

Dante growled, "Oh yeah that's a great reason to do something wrong! It sounds just like the excuse they made when they decided mutants were dangerous and put them all in camps! Doing something wrong just so it doesn't happen to you is just as bad as having it done to you! Your no better then the men you hate!"

"Because of men, I've lost decent sisters in arms!" Molpadia screamed back, though she knew this young man was telling the truth. He was angry but he was right. This made her no different then men, doing whatever she wanted.

Descending from the motorcycle, she removed her leather jacket and tossed it over her shoulder. "You know what? I have better things to do then talk with a man who does not know the first thing about the Amazonian way of life."

Dante panted softly as he wrapped an arm around his stomach, he had never been more confused in all his life. He shook his head with a sigh, "How about you understand human's way of life before you judge..."

Molpadia couldn't believe the way that this male talked to her. He thought that he knew her life, as if he had grown up on Paradise Island with the rest of the Amazons. She looked at his stomach, it must have been hurting from that kick. A part of her had a smug satisfaction about that. It meant that even though she was no longer a warrior on the battlefield with the rest of the Amazonian forces, she hadn't lost her touch. "Humans have never cared to learn about the Amazons so why on Earth should I care to learn about the humans? Little and big sisters are the ones to be respected and cared for, I have seen the way that some of the men treat them."

"Look men aren't perfect... Trust me the way my kind has been treated since before I was born is more then enough to show that... All my life I've seen bad things... But then there are human's that have truly good souls and a good half of them are men... My father didn't have to take me in, he could of dropped me off at a home, but he raised me... Men aren't anyway prefect, but their are good men for every evil one..." Dante said softly.

Molpadia shook her head, "You have the spirit of a little sister but you were trapped in the body of a man and I pity that. Men are vile, vile beasts that crush everything in their path and until I am shown otherwise, I will believe the way I do."

Dante was confused by the first part of her statement, what did she mean when she said he had the spirit of a little sister... He sighed softly at the rest of it though, he knew he would probably never change her mind.

Molpadia, uncharacteristic to her thoughts, wrapped an arm around Dante with a smile, "You and I, I have a feeling, can teach each other quite a lot about this world!"

Dante nodded, giving a small smile. "I think you may be right ma'am." He said softly before looking down as his phone went off, "Must be dad..."

Molpadia looked at him, "This device...what is it?"