Me: Thanks for all the reviews. I'm flattered. Special thanks to Dream Fox I liked your the most. It took me a while to do this chapter cause my com is screwed of late. Darn I'm sounding like I'm older again. I revised this chapter many times over again because the poem had to fit just right. and..

Amon: I don't like this chapter.

Me: well of course YOU don't like it. For all you readers. If Amon seems OOC this chapter. I'm sorry. I was havening trouble at remembering all my fine work that was destroyed in a power outage. Thanks for the patience from all readers.

Amon: I still don't like this chapter.

Me: oh shut up and read it. *likes Amon* *But Michael isn't too bad....* *and Sakaki isn't bad either, but not my top choice......................................*

Jess: You like everybody. And don't forget! This is my Pen name too!

Me: ya, but this is MY story. sry, sister fights. *shakes head* enjoy! n_n

Friend: I like Michael! He's so hot.. and smart, can't forget smart! *dreamy look*

Me: Amon is my number one, then Michael, then Sakaki, and I wouldn't choose those other guys like the Chief even if they were the last guys on earth. lol

Jess: oh shut up...

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Three Hindered and twenty years have passed,

Since the coven sank in the dark.

An ancient prophecy,

A special knit.

An invisible battle.

Regarded souls who will bring about the turn of the century.

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Hear the voice, her time will call.

Amon was driving over a bridge on his way there.

Save the destined, then she shall fall.

He stopped.

It's all your fault, you didn't help nor care.

He walked over to the side of the bridge and looked in the water.

She fought for you, your life to spare.

Even from so high up he could see his reflection. See his expression of deep worry and fear.

Her love she kept to you, to share.

He took one hand and held his forehead. "Why. Why am I hearing this?" He accidentally ripped his ear communicator out and it fell to the pavement.

But you betrayed that smile she gave,

He turned and sat down by the railing. Looking up at the cloudless night sky.

And it shall haunt him till his grave.

He closed his eyes and clapped his hands over his ears, trying to close out the chant.

The secret to life lies in her, the youth.

He punched the cement.

I speak not lies, only truth.

He was about to start yelling when his mind went back to being only his. His conscious, His thoughts, no weird chant.

"Amon... Amon are you there? Amon.. Answer me, we gotta problem here!" he heard someone yelling. He saw the ear piece he'd sent flying earlier. He was about to pick it up.

What will you do chosen one?

The battle will fail unless you have won.

Amon froze. Unless I've won? Me? What do I have to do. I'm not special. he thought. And what battle? What her? Who's she? his face was in confusion beyond belief, but had slight fear mixed in. He knew what girl it probably meant but she was safe at her house and he was out here.

"Amon!" the ear piece yelled. "Yes Michael." Amon had the ear piece back on. "Oh Amon.. uh.. Where've you been. Karasuma said you were supposed to be going to see her. But your car isn't moving. What's wrong?" Michael stuttered. "I was taking a breather. Nothing wrong." Amon said flat out. "A breather? Amon are you ok? You've nev.." "I'm on my way to see the others." Amon interrupted and he hung up.

And so he got back in his sedan, and drove off. Trying to get off the chant. That mysterious prophecy.

Prophecy........

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Robin sat on the couch, knitting. She hadn't done any knitting in a while. But her mind was away, far away out the window. I wonder what they're all doing. "Ow!" she pricked herself with the needle. The knit fell to the floor. Making sure she didn't seriously hurt herself, she leaned over to pick up her work. "Uh.." she froze, her hand just above it. "Amon.." she picked it up. The knit was of Amon. His face at least. Everything was done but the eyes and part of the mouth. The thread was hanging from the mouth as she picked it up. "Amon.." her voice slightly confused. Knitting Amon.. in my thoughts.. It wasn't that bad either. It was rather good.

She began the mouth from were she'd stopped. It amazed her how well she knew his features. Every strand of hair she glanced at was in it's own. A singular, an individual to Robin. She knew the difference. Every stitch perfectly inline. As she finished the mouth she had already began making little tiny stitches as it slowly began to look real. Not just a picture, real skin. She had only the eyes left to do. They were an art work by themselves. Her fingers placing the needle just right, the thread slid smoothly through the cloth. She began eye brows, facial features, expressions.

Amon... why... what was... she pricked herself again. "Ouch!" she dropped the almost finished knit.

She reached down, she froze again. She had almost finished it.. but that wasn't it. She couldn't move, fear had hold of her body. Someone put a foot down as though to stop walking. Robin looked up slowly. Another footstep. It was a young woman. It was.. Robin. "Uh.." her face was now covered in fear. The young woman changed. Now an older woman. Her mouth moved to speak. "Go.." but it didn't make a sound. "Go.." she said again. It reached Robin ears. Her eyes went lifeless. The sound of traffic, the coffee being made, all sounds, even breathing, left her.

She stood up mechanically. And walked to the door. The door closed when she left. The knit lay on the floor, alone in the silence. The old woman became young Robin again. She walked over to the knit and looked at it. They smiled, a Robin smile. They left, laughing without sound. Her body fading from the room, from the building, from existence.

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Amon and Karasuma stopped and hid by the walls by the door. * Clang! * * Clang! *

Their guns ready, Amon and Karasuma, shortly followed by Haruto and Dojima, ran into the room. * Clang! * The witch was a small boy. He switching around metal pieces.* Clang * * Cla..* He suddenly noticed them. Pieces of detached metal fell to the floor. "Who... Ah.. you must be the hunters." he cackled.

Amon and Karasuma froze. Haruto and Dojima ran into their backs before noticing. "Wha?" Sakaki held his gun up. Dojima did the same. "Amon what do we do now? It's like he was expecting us.." Karasuma said to Amon without taking her eyes off the Witch. Amon and Karasuma had their guns held up too. "I don't know, We don't even know his power yet, all we know is that he totaled a building." Amon's hand wasn't steady, but with the help of both hands he was able to keep everyone else from knowing. He had a nagging thought on his mind but he didn't know what. Amon kept his usual cold face and took extremes to put up all his walls and barriers.

The boy took a step to his left. "So. no opening moves? Oi, your reputation isn't as reliable as it seems." he laughed. Suddenly all the guns flew from their hands and landed by the witches feet. "Now then. That's better, no weapon allowed when your opponent doesn't carry one, right?" he smirked. Haruto just about growled in frustration.

Amon had carried more guns in his jacket though. He started to reach for them when he was lifted into the air. "Now, now. No weapons remember. Your braking the rules. And my rules weren't made for braking." he had an evil smile. "Unlike your bones..." Amon's arm flew behind him, twisted, and bent slightly at the elbow.. "Aaah!" Amon screamed in agony. "I'll do it slowly. Your partner killed mine. So I'll do the same to her." Amon was still making sounds of pain. His arm was bent ever more slightly. Amon hated being ruffed and not being able to fight off his opponent.

As he was half way through the first scream, a burst of fire surrounded him and he fell to the ground and his arm flew around front. The boy jumped in fear. "Wha.. What was that?!" he took another step back. Amon lifted himself from the ground, enough to notice fire, a scared almost to death boy witch, and see everyone crouching in case of further attempts to carry anyone off. "Robin.." Amon mumbled, still having pain in his arm. The fires died away quickly and footsteps were heard approaching. "Robin.." he mumbled again.

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Sry about the cliff hanger, I know I do it a lot. I was in a hurry to end this one, as I had limited time and wanted to please the viewers. I know I'm just going to get more update soon's, but now I can take more time.. anyway.. I couldn't figure out where to put it in the chapter, but... never mind, if your smart, you'll figure it out in the next chapter.. see ya!

Next Update will be between 2-7 days.