Fire Starter

Dinner was a small and quite affair. Not much was said during that period of time. Amon of course was always on guard but at the odd time he would relax and enjoy the gourmet dinner that was in front of him. He would also get glances of the Ryota smiling at him but he could tell that their was something maniacal in his face. Most of all he was thinking of Robin and how she was doing. He did miss her and he would give anything to have her back. I must be going soft he thought to himself. Once he got Robin back all this stupid imbecilic worrying would subside and cease. Well that was what he prayed.

Dinner went by ever so slowly he could hear the wind gently pressing the delicate stain glass windows from upstairs. Then all of a sudden the wind grew angry and made whipping noises against the panes. Amon in spite of himself smirked it was rather nice to have control over the weather. After many plates of delicious and ornate dishes Amon was about fed up of eating. However Ryota ate ever so slow savoring every last morsel of food. When desert had arrived Amon grew anxious he knew that what he was waiting for was about to come up. However Ryota broke the silence and all Amon could do was listen.

"Well know, I am a man of my word and since this meal is nearly finished I shall tell you why I have summoned you to my humble abode" he spoke with such honor and authority it was hard to believe he could be a kidnapper.

"Your mother... you see she and me... or shall I say she and I were courting each other. I stumbled on her one day in the park she was walking with a little child who was crying something terribly. I remember that day so well..." he said as he reminisced in his own thoughts.

"She was so beautiful, my flower, she was an angel a kind loving angel. Do you know of your mother Amon or of your father for that matter? You ... what I'm trying to say is..."

Amon nearly chocked on his chocolate mouse as he listened to a madman's thoughts. How does he speak so frankly of my mother, he talks as if he knew her as if he... Amon would not let his thought finish because he knew damn good and well what Ryota was coming to.

With a stifled snarl Amon spit out his words

"YOU are my father"

Ryota looked in awe at his child.

"I knew you were smart my boy, we are one in the same my blood runs through your veins and so does your stunning mothers. I have searched for you since the STN-J announced you to be dead. My intuition is never wrong there was no way such a strong boy as you would die with such filth." The last of his words obviously bitter

"Listen I am in no mood to play games with you" Amon said chocolate mouse aside

"I play no games with you my dear boy, you are my kin and the only thing that prolonged me reaching you is that little bitch"

"Are you talking about Robin" Amon assumed in a very forceful way

"She has corrupted you and you are under her evil spell. You have no need for her, do not tell me you have not had any doubts about why you have to baby-sit her. You have always been her guard dog and will always be unless you do something about it. I am here now so do not worry about that little wench. She is nothing and will always be nothing. Unlike her we are true, stergoica we are. She is man made tainted by technology"

The weather grew calm the windows were silent. Amon was lost deep in thought so deep he wasn't sure what reality was or not. After a long pause Amon finally spoke

"What will you do to her" he asked inquisitively

"My dear boy..." Ryota came up from his seat and kissed Amon's hand

"I thank your reason and my blood running through your veins. However I shall not tell you yet of what I shall do. Finish your desert and come to the entertainment room with me for then all will be revealed" he said as we walked back to his seat.

They sat in silence enjoying the delicate sweets and the tranquil winds outside. Amon sat eating his mouse without a though in his head. He had made up his mind right there and then no changing it. So he relaxed for a moment and basked in warm cakes and tea

taking his time as if there was not a care in the world.


Robin was hit by the bright and guiding light. She felt her body move on its own accord; she was weak and hungry with a gnawing emptiness within her. Robin could feel the light on her skin as if giving her new life. She was then rested on some sort of table the surface was cold but not as hard or as harsh as the cement floor. Then she felt the temperature drop and rise. She heard voices in her head and started to see figures. Robin's eyes burned and tears were welling up in them. Her head pounded and her body seemed to be gaining and losing energy it was making Robin sick. Then a shriek from inside her mind made her cringed. Was she going mad? Robin had the thought pass her so many times. The gain of her conscience left her weaker then ever before so she decided to sleep. Through her fading perception she heard the voices call out to one another

"Is everything hooked up?" one voice said

"Yes doctor, everything is just the way the you wanted it" the voice replied

"Make sure all the chemicals are ready and waiting. Have all the backups ready also. If were all prepared then all we have to do is wait for Mr..."

Everything then just faded to black.


The pair of them moved through the long passages of many smaller halls. Now Amon could see the house to its greatest extent. Truly magnificent the art on the wall showed much character and class. However that was the only thing in the hallways. Most of the corridors were bear and cold, the decorator did a lovely job of making it look cozy and comforting but it did not mask the impersonal feel he first got when he arrived. He had a feeling that the house was not a home for Mr. Niino and that he was lonely and seeking affection. Neither of which Amon was here or about to give.

It seemed like hours until they got to a very large brass door. It had strange marking on it but they seemed very familiar to him. Ryota opened the door with ease and to Amon's surprise it was not the least bit heavy. It was merrily an imitation of the real thing. The entertainment room itself was a master piece. The walls were a dark chocolate color with many medieval weapons chronologically in order. They all had names and dates on them and half were in glass cases due to their value. As they continued to walk more and more weapons came into view samurai swords and such priceless artifacts. They then came to another door and Ryota stopped before he entered. It was oblivious that he was excited because it danced upon his face.

"Now we have come to the entertainment. Hopefully she'll give us quite the show. The doctors informed me that the hag had woken up for mere seconds and fell back to sleep due to shock. I have kept her in my cellar you see and the light did quite a toll on her wretched little body" he was laughing hysterically as if someone had told him the greatest joke in the world.

"Part one of her torture" he chuckled recovering from his laughing assault.

Amon just looked at him with no sign of anything on his stoic visage.

"Shall we enter" Amon said jadedly.

"Eager I see, well come my child let us not waste a moment" he replied fervently as he threw open another artificial brass door. However when Amon held it open he felt as thought the weight of the world was crashing down in his hands.


This time when Robin woke up she was fully aware of her surroundings. The poison or whatever it was that Ryota gave to her was officially out of her system. The light was the first thing she noticed it was so bright and blinding. It first scared her but now it soothed her. However the next thing she noticed was the fact she was shackled down to an operating table. It was a very sterile environment on her left she recognized needles and various other assortments of the medical trade. On her right she saw different chemicals in bottles blue ones and green ones and others all over the spectrum. The headache had not left her yet but it did not have the ravenous pounding she had felt not long ago. There were no voices and everything was rather quiet for the moment.

Robin had to think about this situation. Judging by the tools and chemicals she just saw they were going to inject her with them whether she wanted it to happen or not. She tried to use her craft but her eyes were still burning her from the light. Plus her aim would not be accurate because she did not have her glasses. After a while she heard the door open lay down and play dead she though in her head. So Robin closed her eyes tightly and slowed her breathe. All her senses were now enhanced she felt two presences enter the room. One she grew to know and one she already knew but some how she still felt alone. Robin knew that aura when she felt it Amon was in the room with her however something was different about him something had definitely changed.


What kind of entertainment did Ryota have planned in a surgical room? Amon thought to himself. Then he saw Robin lying helpless on an operation table. She was pale and skinny and her dress was all shredded up. However in her bruised and battered state she still looked like the angel he dreamed of. DAMN these thoughts straight to hell he thought angrily at himself.

"Please come I have to introduce you to someone" Ryota said hurriedly

Amon followed Ryota without a second glance at Robin. They went to an observation room with glass windows and comfortable seats. In it there was a man in a white lab coat conversing with other fellow white coat occupants.

"Amon this is Dr. Lewiston he comes from America. I have told him much about witches and his interest has grown. He happens to want to create an artificial human with such powers as you or I. So out of the goodness of my heart I found him someone to dissect and learn through." He smiled as earnestly as he said it

So his plan is to analyze Robin and then what? Amon thought.

Ryota continued to talk

"After he is done he shall put humpy dumpty together again. If he succeeds then I will have my own way with the wench. So let this event it commence the anticipation is driving me senseless!" He said sitting down on the chair to the extreme right of the room.

The doctors left one after another and now Amon and Ryota were all alone again.

"Don't worry child the doctor will make sure she suffers as much as possible. For you see she will receive no anesthesia to numb the pain. She will suffer every ounce of pain ten fold of what I had to suffer in seeing you with her." he said with a cold glare at the lonely witch on the table.


The time had come to see what a real witch is made of. All the assistants of the doctor were brimming with excitement. For some it had been a long time since they have worked on living humans before.

Dr. Lewiston's past vocation was an executioner. He was a master at torture and other such dirty deeds. Nickname Monster his favorite methods were impaling and burning. He had done many jobs for Mr. Niino when he was young, but now due to age he had slowed down and started to research about other hellish creatures. Stergoica or witches had become his favorite subjects to read up on. He had gotten much information from Mr. Niino who also inherited the witch gene. They had been good friends for quite a long time. Now this was the pinnacle of all he had worked toward in his occupational career. The time had come and he was simply overflowing with eagerness to finally see what made the clock tick.


"So were going to begin with cutting open the chest area you will then do as I instruct, I want half of the personnel documenting and the other half helping with the process" said the doctor briefing his interns.

"If there are no further questions I'd like to begin immediately" no one said a word

"Alright places everyone you know what to do" he said finally to everyone and in a flurry of excitement no one saw the small flicker in a blue liquids bottle.

And so 5 minutes after the commands everyone was waiting and ready. The doctor had the Robin stripped and put into a hospital coat he brought. The knife was in his hands ready to make the first incision right between the ribs. A cold knife touched heated flesh and then an ear piercing earth shattering scream emitted from the entertainment room shaking the ground beneath them.


Ryota was both shocked and amazed at the stunning blinding bloody sight in front of him. It was truly amazing even though his vision was slightly blurred by the spattered blood. Then the scream was heard such and unearthly shriek. Ryota looked to his aspiring son. Amon was whispering something to himself very very silently not for human ears to hear.

Ryota felt his body then convulse and his mind began to throb immensely by the shrill voice. He then heard it through all the chaos, a prayer in Latin condemning and forgiving souls who have lost the path to righteousness. The voice was asking them to repent for their sins to humanity

"NO" he cried

"I have only helped, I am not unclean, I am worthy of the power given. I AM TRUE" he pleaded helplessly to a prayer.

In a flash of light he felt the flames flicker against his skin. The heat driving him more and more into his own hell and anarchy, however still giving him peace that his son will still live on.

In a sun burst of orange, yellow and red the devil had accepted Ryota in to his malevolent kingdom. Finally Ryota Niino took his rightful place in the world deep beneath the bowels of the earth.


Amon remembered suddenly why those symbols on the door were so familiar. They were Latin images of him and Robin studying it flooded his memory. Amon knew Robin to well, he knew that she would not allow someone to hurt her or others she cares about. Robin had opened the power that was given to her by the Fragment of Arcadia. Now able to suppress its powers during daily life she could control when to use it. However just in case Robin got out of control she locked, sealed and released it with a prayer that only Robin and Amon knew. Amon could she was weak and tired so he simply said the prayer which also seemed to have an effect on Ryota.

It was a wonder to see when the power was used for good. Seconds before the doctor cut into Robin Amon had begun to relay the small prayer in Latin. It was instantaneous when the power was released. Robin used her blaze to disarm the doctor but since her power was so strong it sent his whole arm into fire. The chemicals that were beside the operating table seemed to be flammable, and when she use her craft it sent a huge blast of energy catapulting the doctor into the glass. His death was quick and painful but much deserved for all his terrible deeds.

Amon got up while he recited the same prayer and she slowly came back to normal. He walked out of the room and toward the operating table. Robin was fast asleep, like the angel he knew. Amon undid the restraints, picked her up and maneuvered through the house. They got to the car and he put her onto the warm black leather seats of the sedan. As he drove away he saw in the rear view mirror the slow demise of the house. Robin moaned in her sleep and Amon looked away. Crisis averted they journeyed back to the small cottage.

With a soft and gentle rain plopping on the ground rhythmically.

(A/N)- this was a monster to write. Hope you like it despite the delay. Theres only on more chapter left so stay tuned and please REVIEW. And not but not least THANK YOU!!! to all who reviewed the previous chapter. i'm gonna stop talking now, have a good one and REVIEW