Mary Sue? I swear!! I try to keep my ideas original!!! *twirls hair
nervously* Me? As Audrey? Heehee.....um....of course not.....why would you
think such a thing? *hides in closet* I'm nicer dagnabbit!!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Witch Hunter Robin.
Get Gone : My Gift
They were stuck in the same city they wanted to leave so badly. What it had been that kept them locked in the walls of the city; they did not know. How they would get out was another question neither Robin nor Amon could answer. It had been several days since the spiritual attack was thrown upon them and both were growing aggrivated by the day. Amon spent the nights pacing around the living room of a donated apartment by his half brother, trying to figure out who and what knew that they were staying in town. Robin could barely keep her eyelids open as the raven coat of Amon swayed back and forth beside her.
"Amon, perhaps it was the STN-J....or a hunter." Amon continued to pace, unable to think straight.
"But where would they get that kind of power? It was more powerful than you, Robin." Robin lowered her head at Amon's conclusion. Nagira rubbed his chin and sat across from Robin on the floor.
"Maybe it was a reflex of your power. Something that had been laying dormant. You said yourself - you freaked out when Amon grabbed you and ran."
"But I didn't feel anything flow through me." She rubbed her arm where Amon had grabbed her before. She DID feel soemthing flow through her but it wasn't power. It was a sadness and bitterness she felt when Amon had grasped her arm in such a way that it had paled underneath his grip. She stood up from her postition on the couch and moved towards the front door, only to be blocked by Amon's large form.
"Where are you going at such an hour?"
"To see what information I can find. I won't be gone long."
Robin hesitated to walk along the dark streets at first, but the night brought a certain calmness to her. She traced her usual path to the STN-J and made her way to the well that Amon had once thrown her down to save her. She immediately heard the rapid clicking of Micheal's typing. He was hacking another random person's computer. Perhaps it was a former bully, or a bitter ex. Robin would never know for sure. She tapped lightly on the stone wall, expecting Micheal's bright voice echo throughout the well. Instead, she heard the typing continue. She said his name in a soft tone, hoping nobody else decided to stay that night. Micheal looked up from the neon screen and glanced around the room.
"Micheal?"
"Robin?"
"I knew it. I knew you were alive. You weren't dead the first time and I knew there was no way you could've died in that fire."
"Well i'm alive and well. Micheal, has SOLOMON sent another hunter after me?"
"Not to my knowledge. As far as they're concerned, you're dead and rotting in the ash of the factory."
"I see..."
"We DID receive a new recruit a few weeks ago though."
"A new recruit."
"Yes. Her name's Audrey. She's a little odd and another Craft-user. But I don't see how she relates to you..." Micheal didn't have enough time to finish his thought as Robin's rapid footsteps vibrated about the room.
Audrey simpered to herself as Micheal persisted with his hacking. Robin was making these too easy for the Craft-user. All she had to do now was corner her and go through with the second part of her plan. She left the building in a swift manner, almost forgetting her cobalt coat.
Robin was so close to the apartment when she felt a pair of cold hands wrap around her shoulders and pull her against a wall. Robin gasped as some air flew out of her lungs, causing her to choke a bit. The figure drew closer until they were almost face to face. Sudddenly, a face came into view as a street lamp gave lightto silver eyes and auburn hair. This must be the strange Audrey.
"Hello Robin. "
"Who are you?"
"I thought Micheal introduced me as Audrey."
"What do you want with me?" Robin tried to squirm out of the girl's grasp, but she was much stronger than she looked.
"It's so much better there, Robin."
"What are you talking about?" Audrey glared at Robin, a hint of white showing through the silver squint.
"I need you gone!"
"Are you the one who put up the barrier?"
"Gone..." Her large eyes became a ghostly white, consuming her entire orb. She raised a palm to Robin's lips, chanting an unknown langauge. It was then that Robin could feel a tight pressure forming in her heart, as if Audrey was literally tugging at her heartstrings. Robin tried to scream out in pain, but was quieted by Audrey's other palm, resting softly against her forehead.
"I give you my gift of listening..." Robin winced in pain. It was as if lightning had raced through her veins, tossing her into a silent oblivion. Audrey lifted her hands from Robin and grinned. Robin went to gasp from the sight; Audrey had somehow morphed into Robin herself. Robin mouthed the word 'you' but no sound escaped her mouth. Had....Did....Audrey....oh no.
"I am now you, my dear Robin. Nothing will lay in my way of securing happiness." Robin stepped back for a moment to try to grasp what was taking place here. Audrey had deliberately stolen her voice? But why? She had never met the woman in her life. Audrey turned on her heel and began to walk back to where Robin had come from. Robin stared at herself, mostly her hands, which had somehow turned an ungodly white. Oh no. Robin dropped to her knees in fright and peered down in a puddle, only to find that her golden locks had turned a chocolate color and her features were now colder. The only thing that remained the same was her large sea green eyes.
Audrey walked in to the unfurnished apartment, hoping that Amon wouldn't question her, or actually, Robin's whereabouts. She silently crossed the room and peeked into the bedroom. Amon lay there, his chest moving up and down in a steady rhythm. She quietly thanked whomever had coaxed Amon into sleep and found herself crawling underneath her jacket on the sofa, the only piece of furniture in the living room. The plan had worked. Now all she needed was Robin's object of infatuation and her goal would be entirely fulfilled. She curled up into a tighter ball on the couch and prayed that Christian didn't find her until then. ~16 years ago~
Toudou paced between the two counters of his prvately owned lab. Research had been coming along quite well and expected the outcome to be even better. The perfect Witch, he thought, was there even another word to describe it? He lit another cigarette before his nerves got the best of him and continued to pace. He then peeled off a picture from the wall beside him and stared down at the photo. It was of a man, in his early twenties with ear length ebony hair and brown eyes. Happiness was clear on his face and throughout his body. Toudou smiled at himself.
A telephone echoed in the small lab and Toudou eagerly raced to grab it in time. Another man's voice could be heard but the words spoken were of a French origin. Toudou took another drag of his cigarette and patiently waited for the man to finish his mummbled sentence.
"I see....No no, I can find another sub-....oh?.....yes, that will be perfect. Yes, thank you very much." Toudou hung up the phone and then picked it back up to call his wife. Maria answered with a hint of question hidden very well in her voice.
"What is it Toudou?"
"Ian proved to have an inherited disease that could kill the child if passed on to her. "
"That's horrible, Toudou."
"There's more. Ian could not take part in Project Robin but his twin brother can. The gene skipped his brother. He gladly accepted the offer and is flying down here with his girlfriend as we speak."
"Well this is wonderful news!"
"I'll be home soon, Maria." The two ended the conversation with verbal remarks of love. ~present~
Christian pounded on the cement structure that he was propped up against. He hadn't found Audrey all day and was growing aggrivated by the second. He had hoped that she had been able to take away what was once his from Robin but found no traces of Audrey or Robin's presence nearby. His back began to ache as he proceeded with his search.
Audrey moaned out loud as a firm hand shook her from her slumber. Sunlight caused her to squint before making out the image of Amon standing over her. He was so close that his breath was rolling over her exposed neck, sending chills around her body. The man was pure beauty, even on his coldest day.
"Get up Robin. We have to leave now." Robin? Why did he call her....oh yeah. Audrey had almost forgotten in her sleep what had occured the night before. She stretched as she yawned and pulled her jacket over her shoulders. So this is how the infamous Robin lived? She was immediately behind Amon as he closed the door and stuck the key underneath the mat, leaving a brief thank you note for his half brother.
Robin strained to reach the apartment building for she hadn't gained an ounce of rest during her travel to the apartment. She even thought about calling Nagira but expected him to call her a liar and hang up on her, considering she now held the voice and looks of Audrey the Craft-user. And what a strange Craft she had. It was a type of mind control that Robin had never seen before. She had to be powerful to control it, since she took on such things as a spiritual barrier. And then to steal Robin's body, along with her Craft, was also astounding. Robin kneeled beneath the stone steps, taking refuge in the shadows. Amon and Audrey's shoes clapped loudly against the cement steps.
Audrey could feel her. Hear the beating of heart and the soft gasps of exhaustion. Audrey then began to panic, wondering if Robin would make herself known and ruin her plans for Amon. She studied the man in front of her and chose then to make her move.
"Amon?" Amon paused from his steady walking and turned to meet Audrey's gaze.
"What is it Robin?" Audrey flung herself into the former hunter's arms and cried like there was no tomorrow. She could feel the man grip tighten around her waist and lower back and raised her head to meet his, pressing her lips against his in a soft, swift motion.
Robin fell back at the sight of the embrace. Amon and Audrey?! She pushed a hand to her mouth to keep herself from screaming out loud, unaware of the stinging tears forming in her eyes. She watched as Audrey slid from the embrace, looking directly at Robin. The couple walked back to Amon's car and left the complex, only Audrey knowing of Robin's existence. Robin wiped at a tear and collapsed on the stairs. It couldn't be. After all this time, after all she and Amon had been through, and he still hadn't been able to see through Audrey's cheap cherade? She stood to find some comfort at Harry's when a strong force pushed to the wall, a hand wrapping around her throat. She glared at the man in front of her, forgetting that her Craft had been taken from her.
"You thought I would never find you, did you Audrey?!", the man spat out.
"I'm not Audrey!"
"I'm a fool to think so highly of you. But as you can see, i've regained some strength that I used to have!!"
"I'm not Audrey!!"
"No matter though, for your end is near." The man raised a dagger high above Robin's head and she clamped her eyes shit, waiting for the blow. Instead, the grip was loosened around her neck, followed by the thud of a body hitting the ground. The rough Nagira stood over the limp form with a broken beer bottle in his hand. Robin rushed forward and hugged the man, never so grateful for his birth until that exact moment.
"Thank you Nagira!! Thank you so much!!!" The lawyer patted the thick locks of the girl and nodded.
"Uh...no problem kid. But, how the hell do you know my name?"
Next chapter: Robin's dilemma
Get Gone : My Gift
They were stuck in the same city they wanted to leave so badly. What it had been that kept them locked in the walls of the city; they did not know. How they would get out was another question neither Robin nor Amon could answer. It had been several days since the spiritual attack was thrown upon them and both were growing aggrivated by the day. Amon spent the nights pacing around the living room of a donated apartment by his half brother, trying to figure out who and what knew that they were staying in town. Robin could barely keep her eyelids open as the raven coat of Amon swayed back and forth beside her.
"Amon, perhaps it was the STN-J....or a hunter." Amon continued to pace, unable to think straight.
"But where would they get that kind of power? It was more powerful than you, Robin." Robin lowered her head at Amon's conclusion. Nagira rubbed his chin and sat across from Robin on the floor.
"Maybe it was a reflex of your power. Something that had been laying dormant. You said yourself - you freaked out when Amon grabbed you and ran."
"But I didn't feel anything flow through me." She rubbed her arm where Amon had grabbed her before. She DID feel soemthing flow through her but it wasn't power. It was a sadness and bitterness she felt when Amon had grasped her arm in such a way that it had paled underneath his grip. She stood up from her postition on the couch and moved towards the front door, only to be blocked by Amon's large form.
"Where are you going at such an hour?"
"To see what information I can find. I won't be gone long."
Robin hesitated to walk along the dark streets at first, but the night brought a certain calmness to her. She traced her usual path to the STN-J and made her way to the well that Amon had once thrown her down to save her. She immediately heard the rapid clicking of Micheal's typing. He was hacking another random person's computer. Perhaps it was a former bully, or a bitter ex. Robin would never know for sure. She tapped lightly on the stone wall, expecting Micheal's bright voice echo throughout the well. Instead, she heard the typing continue. She said his name in a soft tone, hoping nobody else decided to stay that night. Micheal looked up from the neon screen and glanced around the room.
"Micheal?"
"Robin?"
"I knew it. I knew you were alive. You weren't dead the first time and I knew there was no way you could've died in that fire."
"Well i'm alive and well. Micheal, has SOLOMON sent another hunter after me?"
"Not to my knowledge. As far as they're concerned, you're dead and rotting in the ash of the factory."
"I see..."
"We DID receive a new recruit a few weeks ago though."
"A new recruit."
"Yes. Her name's Audrey. She's a little odd and another Craft-user. But I don't see how she relates to you..." Micheal didn't have enough time to finish his thought as Robin's rapid footsteps vibrated about the room.
Audrey simpered to herself as Micheal persisted with his hacking. Robin was making these too easy for the Craft-user. All she had to do now was corner her and go through with the second part of her plan. She left the building in a swift manner, almost forgetting her cobalt coat.
Robin was so close to the apartment when she felt a pair of cold hands wrap around her shoulders and pull her against a wall. Robin gasped as some air flew out of her lungs, causing her to choke a bit. The figure drew closer until they were almost face to face. Sudddenly, a face came into view as a street lamp gave lightto silver eyes and auburn hair. This must be the strange Audrey.
"Hello Robin. "
"Who are you?"
"I thought Micheal introduced me as Audrey."
"What do you want with me?" Robin tried to squirm out of the girl's grasp, but she was much stronger than she looked.
"It's so much better there, Robin."
"What are you talking about?" Audrey glared at Robin, a hint of white showing through the silver squint.
"I need you gone!"
"Are you the one who put up the barrier?"
"Gone..." Her large eyes became a ghostly white, consuming her entire orb. She raised a palm to Robin's lips, chanting an unknown langauge. It was then that Robin could feel a tight pressure forming in her heart, as if Audrey was literally tugging at her heartstrings. Robin tried to scream out in pain, but was quieted by Audrey's other palm, resting softly against her forehead.
"I give you my gift of listening..." Robin winced in pain. It was as if lightning had raced through her veins, tossing her into a silent oblivion. Audrey lifted her hands from Robin and grinned. Robin went to gasp from the sight; Audrey had somehow morphed into Robin herself. Robin mouthed the word 'you' but no sound escaped her mouth. Had....Did....Audrey....oh no.
"I am now you, my dear Robin. Nothing will lay in my way of securing happiness." Robin stepped back for a moment to try to grasp what was taking place here. Audrey had deliberately stolen her voice? But why? She had never met the woman in her life. Audrey turned on her heel and began to walk back to where Robin had come from. Robin stared at herself, mostly her hands, which had somehow turned an ungodly white. Oh no. Robin dropped to her knees in fright and peered down in a puddle, only to find that her golden locks had turned a chocolate color and her features were now colder. The only thing that remained the same was her large sea green eyes.
Audrey walked in to the unfurnished apartment, hoping that Amon wouldn't question her, or actually, Robin's whereabouts. She silently crossed the room and peeked into the bedroom. Amon lay there, his chest moving up and down in a steady rhythm. She quietly thanked whomever had coaxed Amon into sleep and found herself crawling underneath her jacket on the sofa, the only piece of furniture in the living room. The plan had worked. Now all she needed was Robin's object of infatuation and her goal would be entirely fulfilled. She curled up into a tighter ball on the couch and prayed that Christian didn't find her until then. ~16 years ago~
Toudou paced between the two counters of his prvately owned lab. Research had been coming along quite well and expected the outcome to be even better. The perfect Witch, he thought, was there even another word to describe it? He lit another cigarette before his nerves got the best of him and continued to pace. He then peeled off a picture from the wall beside him and stared down at the photo. It was of a man, in his early twenties with ear length ebony hair and brown eyes. Happiness was clear on his face and throughout his body. Toudou smiled at himself.
A telephone echoed in the small lab and Toudou eagerly raced to grab it in time. Another man's voice could be heard but the words spoken were of a French origin. Toudou took another drag of his cigarette and patiently waited for the man to finish his mummbled sentence.
"I see....No no, I can find another sub-....oh?.....yes, that will be perfect. Yes, thank you very much." Toudou hung up the phone and then picked it back up to call his wife. Maria answered with a hint of question hidden very well in her voice.
"What is it Toudou?"
"Ian proved to have an inherited disease that could kill the child if passed on to her. "
"That's horrible, Toudou."
"There's more. Ian could not take part in Project Robin but his twin brother can. The gene skipped his brother. He gladly accepted the offer and is flying down here with his girlfriend as we speak."
"Well this is wonderful news!"
"I'll be home soon, Maria." The two ended the conversation with verbal remarks of love. ~present~
Christian pounded on the cement structure that he was propped up against. He hadn't found Audrey all day and was growing aggrivated by the second. He had hoped that she had been able to take away what was once his from Robin but found no traces of Audrey or Robin's presence nearby. His back began to ache as he proceeded with his search.
Audrey moaned out loud as a firm hand shook her from her slumber. Sunlight caused her to squint before making out the image of Amon standing over her. He was so close that his breath was rolling over her exposed neck, sending chills around her body. The man was pure beauty, even on his coldest day.
"Get up Robin. We have to leave now." Robin? Why did he call her....oh yeah. Audrey had almost forgotten in her sleep what had occured the night before. She stretched as she yawned and pulled her jacket over her shoulders. So this is how the infamous Robin lived? She was immediately behind Amon as he closed the door and stuck the key underneath the mat, leaving a brief thank you note for his half brother.
Robin strained to reach the apartment building for she hadn't gained an ounce of rest during her travel to the apartment. She even thought about calling Nagira but expected him to call her a liar and hang up on her, considering she now held the voice and looks of Audrey the Craft-user. And what a strange Craft she had. It was a type of mind control that Robin had never seen before. She had to be powerful to control it, since she took on such things as a spiritual barrier. And then to steal Robin's body, along with her Craft, was also astounding. Robin kneeled beneath the stone steps, taking refuge in the shadows. Amon and Audrey's shoes clapped loudly against the cement steps.
Audrey could feel her. Hear the beating of heart and the soft gasps of exhaustion. Audrey then began to panic, wondering if Robin would make herself known and ruin her plans for Amon. She studied the man in front of her and chose then to make her move.
"Amon?" Amon paused from his steady walking and turned to meet Audrey's gaze.
"What is it Robin?" Audrey flung herself into the former hunter's arms and cried like there was no tomorrow. She could feel the man grip tighten around her waist and lower back and raised her head to meet his, pressing her lips against his in a soft, swift motion.
Robin fell back at the sight of the embrace. Amon and Audrey?! She pushed a hand to her mouth to keep herself from screaming out loud, unaware of the stinging tears forming in her eyes. She watched as Audrey slid from the embrace, looking directly at Robin. The couple walked back to Amon's car and left the complex, only Audrey knowing of Robin's existence. Robin wiped at a tear and collapsed on the stairs. It couldn't be. After all this time, after all she and Amon had been through, and he still hadn't been able to see through Audrey's cheap cherade? She stood to find some comfort at Harry's when a strong force pushed to the wall, a hand wrapping around her throat. She glared at the man in front of her, forgetting that her Craft had been taken from her.
"You thought I would never find you, did you Audrey?!", the man spat out.
"I'm not Audrey!"
"I'm a fool to think so highly of you. But as you can see, i've regained some strength that I used to have!!"
"I'm not Audrey!!"
"No matter though, for your end is near." The man raised a dagger high above Robin's head and she clamped her eyes shit, waiting for the blow. Instead, the grip was loosened around her neck, followed by the thud of a body hitting the ground. The rough Nagira stood over the limp form with a broken beer bottle in his hand. Robin rushed forward and hugged the man, never so grateful for his birth until that exact moment.
"Thank you Nagira!! Thank you so much!!!" The lawyer patted the thick locks of the girl and nodded.
"Uh...no problem kid. But, how the hell do you know my name?"
Next chapter: Robin's dilemma
