Together

Darkness was his only friend. The first time I meet him he reminded me of a statue I saw once the man was strong and fearless, but cold and heartless, just like him. I wanted to be more then his partner, but he would never allow it….. he thought of me only as a child he had to baby-sit, not a companion he could confide in. Then, there are these moments that are etched in my mind. Moments when silence is and art piece…. and we are the painters. The odd thing is that I lived like those moments silent, and every so often he joined me. After everything we've been through and seen I know we can conquer the biggest challenge …….

Robin disliked these "contact trips" she was anxious, and they were long, tiresome and pretty much dull meetings. The odd time Amon let her go to the park or church, but that was just because there "contact" was running late. She had no idea why Amon brought her along in the first place, she was no assistants to him and usually sat silently until the ordeal was over.

As they got into the black sedan, and were about to take off she glanced at Amon's face.

"Amon….." asked Robin asked quietly

"Yes, Robin" he said obviously with a short temper

"I know something is troubling you, and I just was wondering if you cared to share it with me" she asked with again with concern in her voice.

Even thought Amon didn't show it, he felt his heart break and irritation spread through has veins. Why did she still care? He asked himself. Why did she always want the best for me? "Maybe she truly care for you Amon?" a voice in the back of his head replied. Just as the thought crossed his mind he dismissed it. No one really ever cared for him, why all of a sudden should he be thinking she does. Almost forgetting Robin's question he replied

"Nothing" in a low mummer

Amon looked at Robin. Damn that witch why did she have to look at him like that. So …..

Robin knew what his answer would be, but she was still hurt that even after all they've been through he still didn't trust her.

In silence they went with heavy thoughts and open eyes. The ride was long roughly 2 and a half hours Robin estimated, but they finally made it to there destination.

A gorgeous villa away from the cares and worries of civilization was what they came to. Beautiful gardens and fountains with a vineyard as a background, a glorious scene that took Robin breathe away.

"Robin, let's go" Amon voice motionless voice slashing through Robins thoughts. She nodded and followed behind him.

Every "contact" was different, there purpose was to inform Amon and Robin about Solomon's actions. Amon had to be a few steps ahead of them just in case they had to flee. The man Antonio was a friend of Nagira's a business man who flew to Italy regularly, and also a craft user.

They walked into the foyer of the building. A sharply dressed man with short brown hair greeted them. He was young very young probably no older than 25.

"You must be Amon" he said in a smooth Italian accent

Amon nodded "You must be Antonio" Amon asked harshly.

He smiled "I am very sorry for not introducing myself" then he looked at Robin

"Welcome to my home" "Bongorno Bella" he told Robin

Robin thanked him in Italian her first language. Robin felt her blush a little when he said hello to her. Amon glanced at Robin knowing full well that Antonio was a player, he then felt something a strange emotion could it be jealousy? Amon didn't know and didn't plan on finding out. He came here for information and then they would leave back to there home.

"Come with me" Antonio said still smiling but now looking at Amon.

Amon followed Antonio with Robin close behind him. They ended up at a balcony patio over looking his vineyard. Terracotta bricks layered in a pretty pattern lead them to a table with a umbrella protruding through the table giving them shade from the mid-day sun.

"Please have a seat" Antonio said

Robin barely heard his voice, it was an outstanding view. It brought back memories of when she was smaller, when she used to play in the vineyards by the convent.

"It is beautiful, no?" said Antonio beaming when he was her the expression on her face.

"It is very beautiful" Robin replied still captivated by the scene.

They sat down and one of Antonio's maids brought the company glasses of ice cold drinks. They accepted thankfully, they were very parched from there journey not being able to stop along the way. Also, the sun was very hot that day and no breeze blew

"Nagira told me much about you two" he said stopping to take a sip of his drink. "That is why I choose to help you. Something has happened to Solomon" he looked at Amon "There were many controversies going on within the organization. Zaizen tried to corrupt people to fund the organization. Unfortunately one of those people was secretly gathering information to shut down the organization" "They were successful"

Amon nearly knocked the table down with this news, finally they were able to go back to Japan and see there old friends again, but he held his composure like a true warrior.

"That is not all my friend" he sighed "Once they were shut down the witches that were supposed to be hunted were given the chance to choose……" he stopped

"To choose what?" Amon demanded impatiently

"Whether to live a normal existents using a suppressant to weaken there powers or to be genetically altered so that there powers would never return again" "The only problem was that the operation was only 40 likely to work the suppressant 60" "There were two craft users on the list that had powers that would be to powerful to control, you to"

Antonio slid a folder to Amon "This is the list of craft users who did not choose they were put into prison" "Amon, they know how powerful Robin is." He looked down "If you want to live then you must decide to do either of the two solutions. But you Robin you have to be …….."

(A/N)- thank you to all who submitted review for my fic i hope you like the next chapter