I'm so sorry I didn't update sooner! I'll try an update more often. Oh and I know I didn't write anything for Karasuma, but she is in this chapter. Anyways on with the story!

Chapter 2: Confusion

Amon and Robin slowly made there way to the witch's room. They both stopped at the corner of the hallway. "Sakai and Karasuma are guarding the back end of the building. That leaves you two to get the witch," Michael said. Amon nodded, as he glanced at Robin who was putting on her glasses.. "You ready" he asked. She nodded her head as he turned and ran to room B6. He kicked the door down got his gun out and slowly went inside. The room was eerier. The windows were mostly not really windows at all, the furniture was rotted and smelled mostly of vomit and alcohol, and the walls either had holes in them or were black as if they had been burned.

Robin made a face at the sight and smell of the room. How could anyone live in such a place? Robin stayed at the doorway as Amon went to check the rest of the room. He slowly walked to the bathroom door and opened it ready to shoot. Only to be disgusted with a foul smell in the air. The mirror had been broken. Pieces of the mirror lay in the sink were the small hint of dry blood could be seen. The walls in the bathroom were rusted, but the foul smell appeared to linger in the bath tube. Amon slowly reached for the bathroom curtain, ready his gun, and quickly pulled the curtain.

A mixture of shock, disgust, and horror was the exact look on his face. There laying in the bath tube were countless decayed bodies. They looked like mummies when you finally see them unwrapped. What would a witch being doing with bodies? Robin finally got fed up by waiting at the door went looking for Amon. She found him in the bathroom he seemed to be staring at something. "Amon what are you..." Robin stopped mid-sentence as she looked at the sight of bodies just lying there.

The sight and smell of it all made Robin want to gag. She wanted to turn away but her eyes seemed to be fixed on the bodies. Amon glanced at Robin, her face had paled greatly as if she had gotten the flu. "Robin it would be best if you went back by guarding the door, " Amon said with a small hint of concern. Robin just nodded as she was grateful to finally get out of the room. As she headed back Robin noticed that the door was back up. She quickly looked around but it was difficult as there was barely any light in the room since the sun had gone down.

The next thing Robin knew was that she got slammed against the wall by some unseen force. Amon had heard her as he quickly came out his gun at the ready only to find no one there. Cautious he walked over to Robin, but when he bent down to check on her he felt the same force as Robin and got his head slammed into the wall. Amon was on the verge of unconscious, he tried to lift his gun but it was useless. What the hell is going on? Amon finally slept into unconscious. As a shadowy figure from the dark emerge. He looked at the two unconscious forms and smiled evilly. They will figure it out soon enough...

So how was it? I promise I'll try and write more soon! Reviews are most welcome! Oh and if you are a fan of Witch Hunter Robin than you should go read One Screwed Up Story by Defective Cat57 and I its posted under her name.