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A/U - Part 2 of 2. Thanks to Teenelizabeth for introducing me to the reality of the "double drabble." Enjoy! Oh and make my day...review!!
Amon could not keep his promise – if Robin were killing someone else it would be easier, but this…her craft had turned on her and she was the only person being harmed.
He had known what was happening the moment he had entered the room that afternoon – her pale skin flushed, sweat dripping down her face, and her eyes… The spark that always lit in them for a second before she used her craft was there; had been there for hours.
He gazed into her flame filled eyes as she gasped – it was there, just under the surface, burning her alive and he was powerless to stop it. He cursed himself for his weakness; he couldn't even put her out of her misery as she writhed in pain.
She pleaded with him, but he could not bring himself to do it –could not bear having her blood on his hands when she had done nothing wrong.
Robin screamed and his heart snapped in two. If it was to save her pain… The sound faded away - she was still, sheet bunched around her, and he knew it was over.
Amon's head bowed and a single tear dripped onto his clasped hands.