-A/N I do not own WHR, but I would love to. Oh yea....AMON IS HOT
::Drools:: Anyway here ya go, the second chapter enjoy.-
*Thank You to Jingle Bells, Caligrl, and Dark Skittles who have reviewed my story and giving me a pleasant comment. Thankys ^.^ Hope you like this next chapter as well.*
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As they stepped off the plane, a van was parked not far from them. A man in about his fifty's wearing a gray suit, and comb over walked towards them. A smile grazed his face as he held out his hand towards Amon. "Jason Hewit, and I am guessing that you are the Amon from the STN-J. Am I correct?"
Amon shook his hand, and nodded in return to his question. "...Yes and this is Robin, Michael, Karasuma, Dojima, and Sakaki. The rest of the hunters."
"It is a pleasure to meet you all. Now if you will come with me, I will take you back to our headquarters." He turned heading towards the van's door. He unlocked the door and slid it open. "I hate vans" He said as he let out a light chuckle and smile, as he headed towards the drivers seat.
Amon moved sitting in the front passengers seat, as the rest of them piled into the rest of the seats, their bags draped on their laps. Sakaki being closest to the door, pulled it shut.
"Everyone set?" Jason asked as he adjusted the mirror.
"Yes" They all responded, except for Amon. Who just nodded, as he stared forward.
"Alrighty." He started up the car, and pulled out of the runway lot. Heading towards the highway. He noticed the complete silence in the van, 'I've never noticed this much jet lag before' He thought quietly to himself. Keeping his eyes on the road, the last thing he needed at that point was to kill the STN-J. He would never live that one down.
Amon kept his eyes in front of him, as he watched for the exits. His mind was running around in circles as he thought about what Michael had said. 'How can we be working in Salem? It has to be a joke or a mistake on someone's part, it just has to.' His eyes darting, as he continued watching the exits. He almost cringed when he saw him pull off at the Salem exit. 'I pray that no one else saw the exit, I do not need a riot right now.'
"So we are working in Salem" Dojima said silently, almost in remorse as she looked down.
Jason glanced up in his mirror, as he saw the sadness and worry that was etched on their faces. "Is something wrong with working in Salem?" He asked cautiously, he did not want to tread dangerous ground with his new employees already.
"Why would the STN-A keep it's headquarters in a witch town?" Amon asked, his voice not changing its tone at all.
Jason jumped a little at this question. "Witch town....Well it is true that it is made up of mostly witches, but we do not see it as a hazard. Actually it is very nice there, once you get to know the people. They do not hate us or are afraid of us. They know we are there to take down the ones who harm innocents, sometimes they even assist us."
Amon turned his gaze to him when he heard the last part, 'Assist them?!. I mean Robin is a craft user so she's different, But to have other witches actually help them is different' He refused to speak what he thought, even though he was close to it.
Jason seemingly noticed how Amon's whole aura had changed the moment he mentioned about the witches assisting them. "Yes Amon, I said assist us. Do you not do the same?" He knew the question would be a strict and stern no.
"Of course not, we do not need assistance from those we are trying to eliminate." He immediately stared forward again, knowing that Robin's eyes were fixed to the back of his head. But what he had said was completely true, they were hunters and what they hunted was witches.
He nodded, as he stared forward. "Well Amon, and this goes for the rest of you as well so I hope your listening." Everyone stared forward towards Jason, and kept quiet. Even Michael who hardly ever took off his headphones, now removed them and turned off his music so he could hear. "We do things differently here then over in Japan. So you will have to get used to it, and I will not have arguments about it. Simple as that." The rest of the car ride remained silent, until he pulled up in front of small building. "Here we are." He pulled the keys out of the ignition, as he hopped out of the van. Seemingly happy that he did not have to deal with utter silence and looks of confusion anymore.
Amon was the first out of the van. He took a look at the building in front of him, it was much different then what he was accustomed to. He snapped out of his thoughts when Sakaki slammed open the van door.
Sakaki jumped out of the van, as he dropped his bag to the ground. He stood beside Amon and looked straight forward at the building in front of him. "So this is it?" He was surprised at how small it was.
"I guess so." Amon replied quickly, as he headed towards the front door.
Sakaki picked up his bag and was heading towards the front door when Dojima grabbed his arm.
"Sakaki.." She said in a flirty tone. As she gave him a bright smile.
He smiled back, guessing that she wanted him to do something for her. "Yes Dojima?"
"Would you be a dear and carry my bag, it's just to heavy for me." She smiled brightly to him again.
'I should've known' He thought to himself. He still smiled back to her, as he picked up her bag and threw it over her shoulder. "Sure."
She flashed a smile to Karasuma, as she walked behind Sakaki. Karasuma shook her head, as she gave a roll of her eyes. "Sakaki, sometimes you are to much of a gentleman." She spoke that loud enough for him to hear that. As she walked behind them.
Michael hopped out of the van, as he gazed over at the building. "It's not so bad, small but not bad." He looked back to Robin, as he held out a hand for her.
She took his hand, as she smiled gently. "Thank you" As she gazed over to where the others were. "It seems quaint" Her hand still lingered with his, but her attention did not move.
"Yea." He smiled. As he gazed down to see that their hands were still clasped together. He clasped his hand tighter with hers, as he held his laptop in the other. 'If only she knew how much I love her.' A light sigh escaped him, as he stared forward.
She felt his grip on her hand tighten. 'Our hands...their still together....I should be letting go...and yet I don't want to.' This thought lingered with her, as she then felt him let go of her hand. She looked over at him.
"We should get going with the others. The last thing I want is Amon to get mad at me." He smiled and started heading towards the front door, where the others were standing.
A small smile spread across her lips, as she let out light laugh. She threw her bag over her shoulder, as she headed towards the front door.
Jason looked over them all to see if they were all together. "Ah, all right. Lets go inside and meet the others, and I'll show you around." He smiled. As he opened the door, standing aside. As they walked inside the front room the walls were a glossy beige color, with a navy blue couch against the wall and a desk up front. A young girl sat behind the desk seemed to be taking phone calls.
"This is Sarah, she is our operator you could say. She takes our messages and goes out on food runs with me when we are working till late." He said as he walked up to the front desk. "Sarah this is our new transfers from the STN-J."
She put down the receiver as she stood up and walked out from behind the desk. She was very young, even younger then Robin it seemed. She had dark brown thick hair, that was pulled back into a pony tail. Her skin was very pale and she had dark brown eyes, that seemed hidden behind her tiny framed glasses. She wore blue jeans, and a blue tee-shirt that said Aeropostel on it. She gave a small smile to them, showing off her braces. "Hi, I'm Sarah." She gave a small wave to them. Just then the phones started to ring wildly and she ran back behind the desk and answered the phones. Most of the group had given her a strange look, each of them having the same thought running through their minds.
"All right well we'll move on now. Come this way, I'll take you through our offices where the rest of them should be working unless their out on a mission." He turned and headed through a doorway. The room was a light sea green color. Beside the window was another navy blue couch, and in the middle of the room were desks that surrounded each other in a circle that split up the middle, leaving room to walk through. Each desk had a computer on top of it. The rest of them followed through, Sakaki closed the door after him. Amon seeing the door shut took the time to ask the question running through their minds. "Isn't she to young to be working here?"
Jason turned and looked at him. "Her sister is the head hunter here and I doubt that she would let something happen to her." He then gazed back to the rest of them. "You can all leave your bags here, Jenna will take care of them later. Now this is our offices, this is where we look for information. As you can see it is not a popular place right now." He smiled warmly to them, and walked up through the middle of the desks heading towards another doorway at the back of the room.
Michael took a quick look around the room, his mouth opened in a gawking form. "Wow....definitely more comfortable then the STN-J. I can definitely seem to like it here." He smiled and looked over to Robin who had stayed back with him as well.
"Yes I know. I wish that our place was more like this." She turned and smiled back to him. "Let's get going before we get left behind again." She walked towards the door, Michael following close behind.
As they entered the next room, they could hear a TV turned on and a couple of beeping noises. Jason glanced around as he looked straight to the back of the room. This room was much different from the others. The walls were pure white. A green couch sat at the back against the wall, and a black recliner sat beside it. A TV sat in the middle of the room, the volume of it was turned up considerably high. "SON OF A BITCH THAT WASN'T OBSESSIVE FORCE!" (For those that don't know, obsessive force is when a football player pulls on another players mask or shirt to try to take them down) Jenna jumped up and let out a low growl at the TV screen in front of her. The man that were sitting next to her had considerably moved away from her.
Jason raised a brow and cleared his throat. "...Jenna will you please turn that down and restrain yourself in front of our transfers. I don't need them terrified of you already." He smirked at her, as he moved forward into the room.
Jenna's eyes went wide, as she slid back down on the couch. She then grabbed the remote and turned down the volume on it. "Sorry, but it's the Eagles playing the Patriots. You know how much I freak out when we get called on something."
"Yes I know, but please....Anyway these our are new transfers. I hope you will all treat each other with respect."
Jenna stood up and walked towards them. She had dark brown hair with multi color highlights going through it, that went to her shoulders. Her skin was pale, and she had dark brown eyes as well. If anyone hadn't known she could've passed for Sarah's sister. She was remarkably tall, and wore dark blue jeans with a black leather belt and a black shirt with a V-Neck shirt. It seemed like casual dress was welcomed in this place. "Hi I'm Jenna, ya know the crazy one who loves the Eagles" She smiled sweetly to them.
Dojima looked her up and down and smiled. "You must be Sarah's sister, which means you must be the head hunter here. Am I right?"
"Ha she wishes." A man walked towards them. He had blonde hair, that hung down to his nose. He was particularly tan and had dark brown eyes. He wore a white dress shirt that hung off him, and a pair of baggy black dress pants. "Hi, I'm Tom" He gave a flirty smile and wink to Dojima.
Dojima giggled, and blushed lightly.
Jenna rolled her eyes at him and sighed. "He's a flirt ignore him." She then looked over to Jason who was sitting down at the round wooden table off to the left. "And while your tour guide takes a rest, I'll continue the tour for now." She smirked and held out her arms. "This is where we rest, watch TV or a movie, eat, read...yada yada yada. You get the idea. Through the next door behind me takes you to the training room and beyond that to the file room, now if you don't mind I am going to finish watching the Eagles game and make yourselves at home." She then walked back and sat down at the couch.
Jason looked around, and raised a brow. "Where's Nicole and Will?"
Jenna glanced back over to Jason, and was about to answer him when a door slammed open. "...Um, I think she's back." She gave a nervous laugh and sat back in her seat.
Nicole walked through the office and straight on through to the entertainment room. She stretched her arms above her head, as she stood in front of the group of people who had suddenly showed up. She had black hair with light red highlights going through it. Her skin was fair and accented her dark blue eyes well. She wore a black tank top, with a pain of black leather pants. She wore boots that went up to her knees which made her taller. Covering it all she wore a black leather trench coat that billowed out around her. Her hands were covered in a velvet glove. At her side was a Orbo loaded gun with a silencer on the top. She raised a brow and glanced over to Jason. "Transfers?"
He simply nodded in response. "Amon is the head hunter just like you, then there is Karasuma, Dojima, Sakaki, and Robin. She's the craft user, and Michael is the hacker."
She smiled and nodded to them. "Heys. I am Nicole the head hunter. You've obviously already met everyone else except Will and myself." She nodded to the man who had now turned up behind her. He had shoulder length slightly wavy hair that was pulled into a pony tail. He had a goatee and a small mustache that was coming in. His eyes were dark brown. He wore a black shirt, with a pair of baggy black pants. He covered it all in a long black leather trench coat that went to his ankles. His hands were covered in a black leather glove. At his side was a Orbo loaded gun with a silencer on the top of it as well. He nodded to them, and then walked through them to the back room, shutting the door behind him.
Nicole let her arms drop to her sides, as she walked over to Jason. "We went undercover to see what we could dig up on a certain Witch."
"What did you find out?" He stood up in front of her.
"Nothing on his powers yet, but we got a few photos of him. We can use it to keep a eye on him for now, until we have more."
He nodded to her. "Good, is Will going to develop them?"
"Yea." She then turned back to the rest of the group. "Welcome to the STN- A."
*Thank You to Jingle Bells, Caligrl, and Dark Skittles who have reviewed my story and giving me a pleasant comment. Thankys ^.^ Hope you like this next chapter as well.*
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As they stepped off the plane, a van was parked not far from them. A man in about his fifty's wearing a gray suit, and comb over walked towards them. A smile grazed his face as he held out his hand towards Amon. "Jason Hewit, and I am guessing that you are the Amon from the STN-J. Am I correct?"
Amon shook his hand, and nodded in return to his question. "...Yes and this is Robin, Michael, Karasuma, Dojima, and Sakaki. The rest of the hunters."
"It is a pleasure to meet you all. Now if you will come with me, I will take you back to our headquarters." He turned heading towards the van's door. He unlocked the door and slid it open. "I hate vans" He said as he let out a light chuckle and smile, as he headed towards the drivers seat.
Amon moved sitting in the front passengers seat, as the rest of them piled into the rest of the seats, their bags draped on their laps. Sakaki being closest to the door, pulled it shut.
"Everyone set?" Jason asked as he adjusted the mirror.
"Yes" They all responded, except for Amon. Who just nodded, as he stared forward.
"Alrighty." He started up the car, and pulled out of the runway lot. Heading towards the highway. He noticed the complete silence in the van, 'I've never noticed this much jet lag before' He thought quietly to himself. Keeping his eyes on the road, the last thing he needed at that point was to kill the STN-J. He would never live that one down.
Amon kept his eyes in front of him, as he watched for the exits. His mind was running around in circles as he thought about what Michael had said. 'How can we be working in Salem? It has to be a joke or a mistake on someone's part, it just has to.' His eyes darting, as he continued watching the exits. He almost cringed when he saw him pull off at the Salem exit. 'I pray that no one else saw the exit, I do not need a riot right now.'
"So we are working in Salem" Dojima said silently, almost in remorse as she looked down.
Jason glanced up in his mirror, as he saw the sadness and worry that was etched on their faces. "Is something wrong with working in Salem?" He asked cautiously, he did not want to tread dangerous ground with his new employees already.
"Why would the STN-A keep it's headquarters in a witch town?" Amon asked, his voice not changing its tone at all.
Jason jumped a little at this question. "Witch town....Well it is true that it is made up of mostly witches, but we do not see it as a hazard. Actually it is very nice there, once you get to know the people. They do not hate us or are afraid of us. They know we are there to take down the ones who harm innocents, sometimes they even assist us."
Amon turned his gaze to him when he heard the last part, 'Assist them?!. I mean Robin is a craft user so she's different, But to have other witches actually help them is different' He refused to speak what he thought, even though he was close to it.
Jason seemingly noticed how Amon's whole aura had changed the moment he mentioned about the witches assisting them. "Yes Amon, I said assist us. Do you not do the same?" He knew the question would be a strict and stern no.
"Of course not, we do not need assistance from those we are trying to eliminate." He immediately stared forward again, knowing that Robin's eyes were fixed to the back of his head. But what he had said was completely true, they were hunters and what they hunted was witches.
He nodded, as he stared forward. "Well Amon, and this goes for the rest of you as well so I hope your listening." Everyone stared forward towards Jason, and kept quiet. Even Michael who hardly ever took off his headphones, now removed them and turned off his music so he could hear. "We do things differently here then over in Japan. So you will have to get used to it, and I will not have arguments about it. Simple as that." The rest of the car ride remained silent, until he pulled up in front of small building. "Here we are." He pulled the keys out of the ignition, as he hopped out of the van. Seemingly happy that he did not have to deal with utter silence and looks of confusion anymore.
Amon was the first out of the van. He took a look at the building in front of him, it was much different then what he was accustomed to. He snapped out of his thoughts when Sakaki slammed open the van door.
Sakaki jumped out of the van, as he dropped his bag to the ground. He stood beside Amon and looked straight forward at the building in front of him. "So this is it?" He was surprised at how small it was.
"I guess so." Amon replied quickly, as he headed towards the front door.
Sakaki picked up his bag and was heading towards the front door when Dojima grabbed his arm.
"Sakaki.." She said in a flirty tone. As she gave him a bright smile.
He smiled back, guessing that she wanted him to do something for her. "Yes Dojima?"
"Would you be a dear and carry my bag, it's just to heavy for me." She smiled brightly to him again.
'I should've known' He thought to himself. He still smiled back to her, as he picked up her bag and threw it over her shoulder. "Sure."
She flashed a smile to Karasuma, as she walked behind Sakaki. Karasuma shook her head, as she gave a roll of her eyes. "Sakaki, sometimes you are to much of a gentleman." She spoke that loud enough for him to hear that. As she walked behind them.
Michael hopped out of the van, as he gazed over at the building. "It's not so bad, small but not bad." He looked back to Robin, as he held out a hand for her.
She took his hand, as she smiled gently. "Thank you" As she gazed over to where the others were. "It seems quaint" Her hand still lingered with his, but her attention did not move.
"Yea." He smiled. As he gazed down to see that their hands were still clasped together. He clasped his hand tighter with hers, as he held his laptop in the other. 'If only she knew how much I love her.' A light sigh escaped him, as he stared forward.
She felt his grip on her hand tighten. 'Our hands...their still together....I should be letting go...and yet I don't want to.' This thought lingered with her, as she then felt him let go of her hand. She looked over at him.
"We should get going with the others. The last thing I want is Amon to get mad at me." He smiled and started heading towards the front door, where the others were standing.
A small smile spread across her lips, as she let out light laugh. She threw her bag over her shoulder, as she headed towards the front door.
Jason looked over them all to see if they were all together. "Ah, all right. Lets go inside and meet the others, and I'll show you around." He smiled. As he opened the door, standing aside. As they walked inside the front room the walls were a glossy beige color, with a navy blue couch against the wall and a desk up front. A young girl sat behind the desk seemed to be taking phone calls.
"This is Sarah, she is our operator you could say. She takes our messages and goes out on food runs with me when we are working till late." He said as he walked up to the front desk. "Sarah this is our new transfers from the STN-J."
She put down the receiver as she stood up and walked out from behind the desk. She was very young, even younger then Robin it seemed. She had dark brown thick hair, that was pulled back into a pony tail. Her skin was very pale and she had dark brown eyes, that seemed hidden behind her tiny framed glasses. She wore blue jeans, and a blue tee-shirt that said Aeropostel on it. She gave a small smile to them, showing off her braces. "Hi, I'm Sarah." She gave a small wave to them. Just then the phones started to ring wildly and she ran back behind the desk and answered the phones. Most of the group had given her a strange look, each of them having the same thought running through their minds.
"All right well we'll move on now. Come this way, I'll take you through our offices where the rest of them should be working unless their out on a mission." He turned and headed through a doorway. The room was a light sea green color. Beside the window was another navy blue couch, and in the middle of the room were desks that surrounded each other in a circle that split up the middle, leaving room to walk through. Each desk had a computer on top of it. The rest of them followed through, Sakaki closed the door after him. Amon seeing the door shut took the time to ask the question running through their minds. "Isn't she to young to be working here?"
Jason turned and looked at him. "Her sister is the head hunter here and I doubt that she would let something happen to her." He then gazed back to the rest of them. "You can all leave your bags here, Jenna will take care of them later. Now this is our offices, this is where we look for information. As you can see it is not a popular place right now." He smiled warmly to them, and walked up through the middle of the desks heading towards another doorway at the back of the room.
Michael took a quick look around the room, his mouth opened in a gawking form. "Wow....definitely more comfortable then the STN-J. I can definitely seem to like it here." He smiled and looked over to Robin who had stayed back with him as well.
"Yes I know. I wish that our place was more like this." She turned and smiled back to him. "Let's get going before we get left behind again." She walked towards the door, Michael following close behind.
As they entered the next room, they could hear a TV turned on and a couple of beeping noises. Jason glanced around as he looked straight to the back of the room. This room was much different from the others. The walls were pure white. A green couch sat at the back against the wall, and a black recliner sat beside it. A TV sat in the middle of the room, the volume of it was turned up considerably high. "SON OF A BITCH THAT WASN'T OBSESSIVE FORCE!" (For those that don't know, obsessive force is when a football player pulls on another players mask or shirt to try to take them down) Jenna jumped up and let out a low growl at the TV screen in front of her. The man that were sitting next to her had considerably moved away from her.
Jason raised a brow and cleared his throat. "...Jenna will you please turn that down and restrain yourself in front of our transfers. I don't need them terrified of you already." He smirked at her, as he moved forward into the room.
Jenna's eyes went wide, as she slid back down on the couch. She then grabbed the remote and turned down the volume on it. "Sorry, but it's the Eagles playing the Patriots. You know how much I freak out when we get called on something."
"Yes I know, but please....Anyway these our are new transfers. I hope you will all treat each other with respect."
Jenna stood up and walked towards them. She had dark brown hair with multi color highlights going through it, that went to her shoulders. Her skin was pale, and she had dark brown eyes as well. If anyone hadn't known she could've passed for Sarah's sister. She was remarkably tall, and wore dark blue jeans with a black leather belt and a black shirt with a V-Neck shirt. It seemed like casual dress was welcomed in this place. "Hi I'm Jenna, ya know the crazy one who loves the Eagles" She smiled sweetly to them.
Dojima looked her up and down and smiled. "You must be Sarah's sister, which means you must be the head hunter here. Am I right?"
"Ha she wishes." A man walked towards them. He had blonde hair, that hung down to his nose. He was particularly tan and had dark brown eyes. He wore a white dress shirt that hung off him, and a pair of baggy black dress pants. "Hi, I'm Tom" He gave a flirty smile and wink to Dojima.
Dojima giggled, and blushed lightly.
Jenna rolled her eyes at him and sighed. "He's a flirt ignore him." She then looked over to Jason who was sitting down at the round wooden table off to the left. "And while your tour guide takes a rest, I'll continue the tour for now." She smirked and held out her arms. "This is where we rest, watch TV or a movie, eat, read...yada yada yada. You get the idea. Through the next door behind me takes you to the training room and beyond that to the file room, now if you don't mind I am going to finish watching the Eagles game and make yourselves at home." She then walked back and sat down at the couch.
Jason looked around, and raised a brow. "Where's Nicole and Will?"
Jenna glanced back over to Jason, and was about to answer him when a door slammed open. "...Um, I think she's back." She gave a nervous laugh and sat back in her seat.
Nicole walked through the office and straight on through to the entertainment room. She stretched her arms above her head, as she stood in front of the group of people who had suddenly showed up. She had black hair with light red highlights going through it. Her skin was fair and accented her dark blue eyes well. She wore a black tank top, with a pain of black leather pants. She wore boots that went up to her knees which made her taller. Covering it all she wore a black leather trench coat that billowed out around her. Her hands were covered in a velvet glove. At her side was a Orbo loaded gun with a silencer on the top. She raised a brow and glanced over to Jason. "Transfers?"
He simply nodded in response. "Amon is the head hunter just like you, then there is Karasuma, Dojima, Sakaki, and Robin. She's the craft user, and Michael is the hacker."
She smiled and nodded to them. "Heys. I am Nicole the head hunter. You've obviously already met everyone else except Will and myself." She nodded to the man who had now turned up behind her. He had shoulder length slightly wavy hair that was pulled into a pony tail. He had a goatee and a small mustache that was coming in. His eyes were dark brown. He wore a black shirt, with a pair of baggy black pants. He covered it all in a long black leather trench coat that went to his ankles. His hands were covered in a black leather glove. At his side was a Orbo loaded gun with a silencer on the top of it as well. He nodded to them, and then walked through them to the back room, shutting the door behind him.
Nicole let her arms drop to her sides, as she walked over to Jason. "We went undercover to see what we could dig up on a certain Witch."
"What did you find out?" He stood up in front of her.
"Nothing on his powers yet, but we got a few photos of him. We can use it to keep a eye on him for now, until we have more."
He nodded to her. "Good, is Will going to develop them?"
"Yea." She then turned back to the rest of the group. "Welcome to the STN- A."