okie dokie smokey.....fair warning....either this chapter or the next is going to be pretty angsty. but you were forewarned. Also, i'll update my other stories very very very soon.

Disclaimer- I do not own Witch Hunter Robin.

Get Gone: This Is What It Feels Like...

Robin turned back and forth within the thing bed sheets the hospital had equipped her with. The tiny beeps of the machines, along with the moans of sick patients were beginning to drive Robin into sleep deprivation. Of course, the day's findings hadn't brought her much comfort either. Charlie was indded her brother, no doubt about that. He held the same kindness that both Maria and Robin held. Plus the looks between them were almost identical, except for the fact that Charlie gained more of Toudou's features than Robin had. But the resemblance, both physically and emotionally, were uncanny.
The soft whispers of Robin's doctor and a female nurse had long awakened the Craft-user from the sleep she couldn't succumb to. She hadn't meant to eavesdrop like she did, but when the name Micheal were spoken from the nurse's lips, Robin found herself yanking the cords from her body and stepping out onto the cold tile floor. Robin quickly draped a green robe over her small frame and headed out of the eerily white room. She read every chart of every room until she wandered into the recovery hall and spotted the hacker's name typed on a medical chart. She was glad he had survived the shootout. She tapped lightly on the door, expecting a sluggish groan, but instead got a cheerful 'come in'. Robin entered, hoping he still remembered the fact that Audrey had stolen her body. Micheal was sitting up in bed, typing away at a laptop. His eyes found Robin's and a silent conversation was initiated.
"I'm glad you're alive." Micheal folded up the small computer and slid it under his pillow.
"It was nothing. I think the doctors were more worried about the blood loss, rather than the actual wound."
"But still, you could've been killed."
"Yeah, I guess....I guess I was lucky Amon had come when he did." Robin's jade eyes sparked with an unknown fire, and it wasn't because she gained her Craft back. No, this was something else.
"Amon had come over?"
"Yes. The crew was out cold when he got there, which leads me to believe that they were controlled somehow. Amon was searching for something and I tried my best to tell him that Audrey had stolen your body. But the damn wench found him and did something to him. I fear she erased any info I had given him." Robin lowered her head. He had known. He knew and she took that away from him. "Robin..." She jerked her head up to find Micheal staring intently at her. "I don't know what kind of knowledge Audrey put into his head, so when you go looking for him, be careful."
"How did you know...? "
"That you would look for him? Call it intuition....." Robin smiled and sat in chair placed by his bed.
"Thank you."
"It was just the truth."
"No, I mean for knowing it was me when I walked in there."
"You may have Audrey's body, but your eyes carry your soul. And Audrey's were cold....souless."
Robin nodded and stood to leave. "Wait...Robin..." Robin turned once again to see Micheal digging underneath his pillow. His finally unveiled a charred diary. Toudou's diary.
"How did you....where did you?"
"After the collapse of the factory, I managed t osalvage through and find some pieces of it. It was laying next to one your hair ribbons. That is what kinda tipped me off that you and Amon were still alive. But here it is, safe and well." Robin hugged the book close to her. It was the only thing that linked her with Toudou for the time being.
"Thank you." She choked back the tears and glared at the window in front of her. She turned swiftly on her heel, racing down the hallway and ignoring her wounds. She knew what she had to do.

"No way, kiddo!! You think you can just leave here in the state you're in?" Robin brushed out the remaining tangles and tied up her auburn locks in her usual style. Audrey wouldn't take her own hairstyle from her, that was for damn sure.
"Nagira.....I refuse to argue with you. I know i''m not in the best of shape...." Nagira eased Robin down to the hospital bed.
"Good! I'm glad you see things my way!!" Robin jerked back up, almost knocking over the lazy lawyer.
"But I can't just stand around and let this woman use me or Amon..." Her eyes were firm but pleading. She hated to disobey Nagira like this, but it was the only way she could get her point across. Nagira sighed and let his arms fall to his sides.
"Alright, alright. You win. Get outta here. But don't expect me to save your ass!!" He mumbled under his breath as Robin closed the hospital door behind her.

Robin breathed in deeply as the rosey sky stretched over Tokyo, naming it the time of morning. She smiled secretyl to herself, enjoying the simple joy of watching the sun rise. She bent over on the bench and played with one of shoelaces as she debated to go by Harry's. A small weight sat by her, causing her to tense up from the sudden exposure to a stranger. Only, it wasn't a stranger. It was Charlie.
"They let you out early or something?" His face was twisted with confusion but he was trying his best to be sincere.
"No, I argued my way out."
"I see. Where do you plan on going?"
"I don't know exactly. I was planning on helping a friend, but I don't know where to start looking for him."
"Mhm.....do you have a place to stay?" Robin shook her head. "Well I guess you can take the spare room at my place. It's small, but the bed has tons of pillows." Robin glanced up at Charlie.
"Why are you being so generous?" Charlie met her eyes for a moment before digging in his pocket. Slowly, he grabbed a worn envelope and handed it to Robin.
"It was a letter from my parents. They didn't go into details of why they left me at an orphanage or Maria's preganancy, they just mentioned I was gaining a sister named Robin."
"There are plenty of Robins in the world. What makes you think i'm the one they talked about."
"For one thing....the way you looked at their photo yesterday. And....they was just something that pulled me to you. I don't know if you're my sister or not.....not for sure anyway. But in any case, if you are the Robin they talked about, I want to make up all that lost time." Robin was truly touched. He didn't have to do what he was doing, yet he was. He was inviting her into his life, making her a part of his family. Charlie stood and held out his hand.
"I don't have much. Just a dog and a few good movies. But I have an awesome music collection and I definetly take pride in my car. If all this is enough for you, than come on. If not, than I guess you'll just have to get used to it." Robin carefully placed her hand in his own, letting her newly found brother help her up.
In the dark corner of the street, in a place where the sun hadn't touched yet, stood Christian, sneering at the scene unfolding before him. He reached into his coat pocket and dug out his communicator. Audrey appeared on the screen, obviously annoyed with the former flame.
"I found him. Your suspicions were correct. Robin indeed has a brother."
"You know what to do." Audrey cut off the old man before he had a chance to argue his point. She peered over at an unconcious Amon who lay sprawled out on the bed of the hotel room. Audrey graced his rigid jaw, humming a tune from no where in particular.
"Soon.....soon you will forget all that ugly information that that stupid boy filled your head with. You'll forget that you're a seed, that you have a brother, the STN-J and.....Robin." Amon stirred, sweat drenching his brow. The last name that voice had mentioned lay echoing in his mind. Robin. The name seemed so distant but so...familiar.

"Dammit. No milk." Robin looked up from the glass table. Charlie slammed the refrigerator door shut and leaned agaisnt the appliance. "So much for pancakes..." Robin slid the chair across the tile of the kitchen and headed for the front door.
"I'll go get some."
"Are you sure?" She grinned reassuringly.
"Of course. I'll be back in no time."
"Well alright then. Hurry back though. I don't need to go saving anymmore lives for the next few months." Robin smiled once more before proceeding out the door.
Christian watched the Craft-user exit the house before checking his weapon for ammunition. It was time. He crossed the street and knocked on the large wooden door of Charlie's house. Within the next minute, footsteps could be heard shufflling throughout the abode and finally made it to the door.
"Can I help you?" Christian simpered before aiming a gun at the innocent man.
Robin stopped in midstep as gunshots rang in the neighborhood. She stood there, paralyzed by fear and shock , praying that the gunshots didn't originate from Charlie. She backed up and ran back to the house. There, in the doorway, lay a slain Charlie. Killed for no reason. Robin threw a palm over her mouth to keep from screaming. Her heart told her to stay but her legs told her otherwise and she ran to the safest place that she knew of. She ran to St. Andrew's Cathedral. It was the same church that the Inquisitor had taken her to. It was the same church that she learned the truth in.

She slammed the large doors behind her, wondering if the priests had made their morning shifts yet. She slid down the door and stared at he crucifix in front of her. How had things gotten so out of control. She crawled to the nearest pew and sat herself down, silently praying to herself. The light march of a stranger danced through the hollow church, followed the slight breeze of a skirt swishing about the floor. Another pair of footsteps was heard right behind them and then suddenly, they stopped. Robin lifted her eyes for a moment to see a gun raised and aimed at the Craft-user. She darted underneath the pews and raced to the door, only to be cornered by a ring of fire. Robin yelped in pain as one the flames burned the tip of her finger. She fell backwards and gawked at the beings in front of her - Amon and Audrey. It was just like her dream.
"Amon..."
"Kill her Amon..."His glare was icy, almost freezing the inferno surrounding Robin.
"Amon..." Her whisper was barely audible, except to the ears of the hunter. Audrey slid an arm around the man, her fingers tapping agaisnt his scalp. Robin could feel the heat build up inside her and lashed out at the temptress.
"Hands off of him!!!" Audrey's eyes became silver slits, throwing Robin to the chapel door. Robin dropped to her hands and knees and struggled to stand. Audrey glared once more, this time her mind forming around the large pillar beside the crucifix. The large object was lifted into the air and flew at Robin. She barely managed to dodge it. However, her ankle wasn't as lucky. She winced in pain as she pulled the now bloodied and broken ankle out of the wreckage.
"Kill her Amon." The hunter raised his gun once more, focusing on his former companion. Auburn hair flew against the wind the fire created and Robin's emerald eyes begged Amon to reconsider.
"Amon..." Audrey let the flames lower around Robin, giving the former hunter a clearer shot.
"Kill her Amon. Witches are meant to be hunted!!" Amon glared daggers into Robin.
"Witches are meant to be killed." Robin's eyes widened in horror. This couldn't be happening.
"Why are you diong this, Audrey?!" The young woman crossed her arms over her chest.
"You took him away from me!!"
"Who?!"
"Christian."
"What are you talking about??!" Audrey's head lowered as the pained memories flooded her mind.
"All he could talk about was giving his gene to Project: Robin. You were his obssession. I was nothing to him after that. So I took his youth, just like he took my love." Gunshots rang throughout the church, one bullet grazing Audrey and Robin.
"YOU!!" Audrey scanned the room and found an elderly man limping towards the group. "You heartless bitch!!!" The room shook from Christian's anger. But his rage soon morphed into a bizarre grin. His eyes darted to Robin, whose limp form was crippled by the fallen pillar. Power rushed towards the girl, only to be blocked by a mental shield. Both girls looked at Amon who just stared at Robin. He lifted his gun once more and directed the weapon at Robin. Bullets buzzed through the church like angry bees. Robin felt the pressure, heard the terrible scream and felt her body collapse to the ground. She slowly sank into oblivion.

Organs could be heard as Robin batted her eyelashes. A young priest wiped her forehead with a wet towel. Robin groaned and glanced over at another form. A young man with ebony locks lay across from her. Christian....The priest finished with Robin and headed over to the crazed man.
"You two were lucky. It seems the church suffered a great fire this morning. You should be grateful that young man brought you in here."
"What young man?"
"Oh! You're awake! It was some brooding like man." Robin jerked up from the cot the priest had her on.
"Where is he now?!" The priest narrowed his eyes.
"Repenting. He said he had to ask forgiveness for a terrible crime."
"What crime would that be, Father?"
"Betrayal."

Next chapter....Bring on the angst