A/N: Hello folks! I had stopped writing because I'm too busy at school but now, armed again with my weird imagination; I'm back from my long and deep sleep in the sacred silence…

This story came out from none other than… boredom. It's not a songfic, because songfics are illegal nowadays. My last fanfic was lost, "End of all hope" because it's a songfic and since I made a crime, I must be burned at stake… just kidding!

Disclaimer: I do not own Witch Hunter Robin.

………………………………An angel with a broken wing……………………………….

Since the world began, her race is hated. Her kin suffered too much, as if it is cursed by time. From her first ancestors who are burned in stakes, stoned to death and hanged, to her time when witches are mortally wounded by orbo guns, the generations of witches are put into shame.

Descendant of Lilith was she. A priestess to Hecate. Eve of all witches. Doom-bringer to mankind. A dangerous monster to all, once her craft is unleashed. But she's no devil to me. How could this innocent girl be one? She looks like an angel and I don't think she would cause harm. Only now I realized that I really am the devil.

Two years had passed since the Zaisen had fallen in the rubble. It was the same event that separated us. After two months, I went back to STN-J and served again one more time as a leader of the punishers and inquisitors.

I haven't heard anything of her until one day. STN-J was informed that a witch got out of control. We are warned that she is not an ordinary witch, for she was the strongest.

Could it be Robin? I asked myself. I longed for her since the very day we separated. What had happened to her? Such questions have been playing in my mind every night. Maybe this night, I will find some peace, I thought. I might see her again and I will never let her go. Would she remember me after she got out of control?

Our team prepared for our meeting with the said witch. Although emotionless at face, I'm excitement and nervousness were in my heart. What if she is now a very dangerous creature? What if something had gone wrong? No… I should not be thinking that way.

Dressed in black, the witch faced us. It seemed that she's very confident that we will be turned to dust. I tried to glimpse at her face but it was covered with a veil. Soon she unleashed her craft, the same element Robin used, fire. I realize that she hadn't noticed me, since she was not attacking at me. My team really had a difficult time.

"Step back," I shouted. This time, panic has consumed us. She is really strong. I asked her name but she did not answer.

Instead, she removed her veil. Her green eyes… full of sorrow and hatred. She was Robin! The girl I longed to be with. I shouted her name and I think, she remembered me. She stopped her destructive flames of wrath and for while stared at me.

I point her my orbo gun. I should not let my team down. She did not respond. Do I have to shoot her this time? She entrusted me her heart a long time ago and I didn't want to break that trust.

She stopped everything. She was still staring at me. "Kill me!" I heard her whisper. Now, her eyes are begging for death. If death will release her from torment, I must give it to her. Maybe, she should die to end this perpetual damnation of her in this cruel world.

I pulled the trigger. The bullet fatally hit her. Before she could fell to the ground. I caught her in my arms. I embraced her for a while and kissed her lips, although it could not kiss me back.

Here in my arms, lies an angel who tried so hard to fly but her wings are broken. My angel has found her place in the infinite sleep and the sacred silence. Don't be sad my angel, for I will follow you sooner…

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