Yay! Some people actually like my story! To show you how happy I am I wrote
another chappie =D. Oh and if any of you have any good idea's for a title
feel free to tell me. I'll also try to make my chapters longer.
Chapter 3: Witch's True Power
Amon heads pounding rapidly as if he just had gotten the worst hangover ever. He slowly open his eyes and tried to see were he was but darkness was all he could see. Amon tried to move but found himself tightly tied. He tilted his head back and could make out that the person was Robin. "Robin are you alright?" No response. Amon nudge her hoping that would be enough to bring her back to a conscious state. A low moan came out as Robin slowly came back to consciousness.
Deep green eyes looked up to Amon's black ones. (They are black aren't they? Or are they brown..er..oh well I say there black. Hehe..) "Amon what is going on? Where are we," Robin asked tiredly. "I don't know. The witch must have brought us here. It appears to be the basement of the apartment building," he said. "Right you are witch hunter." Amon and Robin both turned there heads in the direction of the unseen voice. A click was heard and a small light bulb lit up, giving Amon and Robin enough light to see the witch.
He looked nothing like either of the pictures they had been shown earlier at the STN-J. His clothes looked old and worn, his shoes were basically just the soles of what remained, his skin look oily and dirtily as if he hadn't bathed in weeks, His hair was the same as his skin oily and dirty, and when he smiled they showed unhealthy teeth which probably had not been brushed in a long time. Amon's eyes harden on him, the witch noticed this and smiled slightly. "Yes I can see that you have a great deal of hate towards us witch's don't you Amon?" Amon was silent for a moment and then spoke coldly back, "It is of no consider to you, you're a witch and that's all I need to know."
Matsuo laughed (I finally used his actually name lol), but then his eyes darken and turned cold one to rival Amon's own stare. Robin didn't know whether she should say something or let them continue there staring contest. "Why did you bring us down here, when you clearly could have run away," Robin asked. The truth was she really wanted to know why, and why he was able to knock her and Amon out without them not being able to fight back.
Matsuo finally ended his stare contest with Amon and turned his attention to Robin. "Ahh.. I knew you would be getting to that question my dear." Robin bit her tongue from making a comment about that. "You both come from the STN-J and some of us older witch's know of you. So of course you would think you won't have trouble with me, since you asumme to already know what my power is. Don't you? "
Amon had a bad feeling that something about his powers were different. He glanced over at Robin and the same thing appeared to be going throw her mind as well as she paled greatly. Seeing as she wasn't going to say anything Mastuo started to continue. "You see that is just one of my powers. I have the ability to drain other witch's powers and thus I get them, but unfortunately they tend to end up like mummies if you will. You both already know what I did with them. " A look of shock and disgusted was on both Amon and Robin's faces. An evil and cockily smiled appeared on the witch's face.
"So you see my poor ill willed witch hunters, how can you fight a witch when you don't even know what other powers I may have?" "You could just be lying, how do we know that," Amon asked. Mastuo smiled again. "Have you not seen what you two are tied up with," he asked. Amon and Robin both looked it was plain old rope. "I could burn right through this," Robin said. "That you could my dear, why don't you go ahead and try?" Robin didn't like the way he said that, he was hiding something. This should be easy enough its just rope after all. Robin tried to burn it but nothing happened. She tried again and again but nothing happened. What?! Why aren't my powers working?
Robin looked at Mastuo he was smiling happily to know that he was right.
"You want to know what happened to your power my dear. I'll show you..." Mastuo eyes looked at the rope and in a blink it was on fire! Robin's eyes widen in horror. "I think I know what your next question is going to be. How can I do that without you becoming a mummy like the rest? I'll tell you. I only took a small sample out of you my dear, but for a small sample it could be days before you can use your craft again." A vicious smile was plastered on his face.
Robin couldn't believe it, so many thoughts were running about it made her head hurt. Amon just stared at the witch. For the first time in his life Amon had no idea what he should do. I don't have my gun, Robin doesn't have her powers, damn it! What now?!
Dun dun dun!! That's the end of chapter 3! The next chapter should be up someday this week. Hope you liked!
Chapter 3: Witch's True Power
Amon heads pounding rapidly as if he just had gotten the worst hangover ever. He slowly open his eyes and tried to see were he was but darkness was all he could see. Amon tried to move but found himself tightly tied. He tilted his head back and could make out that the person was Robin. "Robin are you alright?" No response. Amon nudge her hoping that would be enough to bring her back to a conscious state. A low moan came out as Robin slowly came back to consciousness.
Deep green eyes looked up to Amon's black ones. (They are black aren't they? Or are they brown..er..oh well I say there black. Hehe..) "Amon what is going on? Where are we," Robin asked tiredly. "I don't know. The witch must have brought us here. It appears to be the basement of the apartment building," he said. "Right you are witch hunter." Amon and Robin both turned there heads in the direction of the unseen voice. A click was heard and a small light bulb lit up, giving Amon and Robin enough light to see the witch.
He looked nothing like either of the pictures they had been shown earlier at the STN-J. His clothes looked old and worn, his shoes were basically just the soles of what remained, his skin look oily and dirtily as if he hadn't bathed in weeks, His hair was the same as his skin oily and dirty, and when he smiled they showed unhealthy teeth which probably had not been brushed in a long time. Amon's eyes harden on him, the witch noticed this and smiled slightly. "Yes I can see that you have a great deal of hate towards us witch's don't you Amon?" Amon was silent for a moment and then spoke coldly back, "It is of no consider to you, you're a witch and that's all I need to know."
Matsuo laughed (I finally used his actually name lol), but then his eyes darken and turned cold one to rival Amon's own stare. Robin didn't know whether she should say something or let them continue there staring contest. "Why did you bring us down here, when you clearly could have run away," Robin asked. The truth was she really wanted to know why, and why he was able to knock her and Amon out without them not being able to fight back.
Matsuo finally ended his stare contest with Amon and turned his attention to Robin. "Ahh.. I knew you would be getting to that question my dear." Robin bit her tongue from making a comment about that. "You both come from the STN-J and some of us older witch's know of you. So of course you would think you won't have trouble with me, since you asumme to already know what my power is. Don't you? "
Amon had a bad feeling that something about his powers were different. He glanced over at Robin and the same thing appeared to be going throw her mind as well as she paled greatly. Seeing as she wasn't going to say anything Mastuo started to continue. "You see that is just one of my powers. I have the ability to drain other witch's powers and thus I get them, but unfortunately they tend to end up like mummies if you will. You both already know what I did with them. " A look of shock and disgusted was on both Amon and Robin's faces. An evil and cockily smiled appeared on the witch's face.
"So you see my poor ill willed witch hunters, how can you fight a witch when you don't even know what other powers I may have?" "You could just be lying, how do we know that," Amon asked. Mastuo smiled again. "Have you not seen what you two are tied up with," he asked. Amon and Robin both looked it was plain old rope. "I could burn right through this," Robin said. "That you could my dear, why don't you go ahead and try?" Robin didn't like the way he said that, he was hiding something. This should be easy enough its just rope after all. Robin tried to burn it but nothing happened. She tried again and again but nothing happened. What?! Why aren't my powers working?
Robin looked at Mastuo he was smiling happily to know that he was right.
"You want to know what happened to your power my dear. I'll show you..." Mastuo eyes looked at the rope and in a blink it was on fire! Robin's eyes widen in horror. "I think I know what your next question is going to be. How can I do that without you becoming a mummy like the rest? I'll tell you. I only took a small sample out of you my dear, but for a small sample it could be days before you can use your craft again." A vicious smile was plastered on his face.
Robin couldn't believe it, so many thoughts were running about it made her head hurt. Amon just stared at the witch. For the first time in his life Amon had no idea what he should do. I don't have my gun, Robin doesn't have her powers, damn it! What now?!
Dun dun dun!! That's the end of chapter 3! The next chapter should be up someday this week. Hope you liked!