~Devil~
There was a part of her that didn't believe what the dying man had said.
The Devil's child.
She sensed the others longing, dying to question her further as to the deeper meaning perhaps imparted to her from a sentence they couldn't understand. It isn't true is it...
The Devil existed in her faith. From infancy to the extent of her fifteen years of life, his presence had always cast a shadow and fervent appeal to the lips of the faithful to the Lord above...lead us not into temptation...
"But delivery us from evil."
Witches were evil, weren't they?
"Huh? You say something?"
So, what did that make her?
Robin felt the weight of Dojima's stare transfer from the windshield and building in the distance to rest on her. Answers. That's all I need. "No," Robin said quietly. Dojima looked at her for a moment longer then away, wrapped in her own thoughts about the coming days.
~*~
It isn't true...is it, Juliano?
~Finis~
Note: there was a fluffyish Amon's p.o.v thingy to be added on to this one however I felt it needed some tweaking. :) Next time. Soon. Really, tho' it's late here. I'm going to bed. Thanks for reading--no flames or idiotic spammers, but reviews are always appreciated. :) Another thing, if you'd like more MxR, just say so! :)