(This is a sequel to my previous fic. You don't necessarily have to read it to understand this one. Just realize Amon and Robin's relationship has strengthened. She's also gotten two new pets, Noel and Mei.)
Robin paced down a dark, damp empty hallway, in the middle of an abandoned factory. She wasn't alone. Someone was following her, watching her every move. But, the girl wasn't afraid. She had hope. She had power. She couldn't be frightened, when she held those two most important attributes to her life. A quiet set of feet slowly crawled to her from behind, ever so slowly. Robin wasn't one for being fooled quite so easily. Glasses on, Robin spun around, unleashing a horde of fire onto her prey. The scream went out. Robin stepped back, her own fire casted nearly catching on her long dress as the body fell forward. Bullet shots went off into the body. One, two, three. The scream died. And it was over.
"Robin." she looked up to the owner of the dark voice. "Are you alright?"
Her innocent eyes blinked. "Yes."
"Sure burnt the guy good, Robin. Looks like you had a barbeque without us." said another male, kneeling down to check the corpse's pulse. "Least he's still alive."
"That doesn't matter." said a finely buisness-dressed woman. "He's been captured, and that's finished."
Robin recognized her co-workers, even in the strange darkness, faintly luminated by the moonlight cast in by the small windows. The tall, darkly dressed male, was none other than her boss, her friend, and her companion, Amon. The woman, was a craft user as well, though hers where much more controlled, and had nothing to do with inflicting damage. Miho Karasuma. The younger male, seemingly calm, yet very ambitious and just about ready for anything, was the rookie, Sakaki.
There was a strange silence, amongst the STN-J workers as they exited the builing and watched as members of the factory brought Robin's victim into their large black van.
"It,.." Robin thought for a moment, biting down on her lower lip. "It just seemed to easy, didn't it?" she asked. Karasuma let out a sigh.
"It was a definate match, Robin."
"Yes, but, why would he be in an abandoned factory?"
"To be alone." replied Amon. Karasuma and Robin turned their heads to him. Amon watched the van drive off, and he let his hands rest into his coat's pockets. "No witch wants to be found after they've uncovered their powers. Blending in is a mere inevitability they'll never attain. Hiding is the next best thing."
"Well, it's over, okay? So let's just forget the case." said Sakaki, stretching his arms, and walking further down the sidewalk to get his motorcycle. He picked up his helmet. "I'm going home. See you guys tomorrow." with that, Sakaki left the area, and drove off down the dark street towards the city."I suppose I'll be heading home as well." said Karasuma, looking at her watch. "How about you two?"
"We'll probably head to Harry's for a while." said Amon, letting out a breath of cold air. Robin's eyes brightened. We? Did he say we?
"Well, good night then." she waved, and walked down the opposite way of the sidewalk towards her car.
"We, Amon?"
Amon stiffened. "What, did you want to go home?"
"No, just," she smiled to herself. "Nevermind." Maybe. Maybe it was true. Maybe he had softened up to her.
"So the hunt is over?" asked Harry, cleaning a cup as the two STN-J members sat on the other side of the counter. Amon went back into his slump over his drink. Robin decided to talk for both of them.
"Yes." she replied, smiling faintly at him over the brim of her drink. Harry put down the cup, and glanced over at the dark slump.
"Amon, you look absoloutely worn out." he said. "Here, I'll make you some herbal tea. It'll do a worl-"
"I'm fine." he replied. Robin frowned. So much for softening up. He was still the same Amon. ... Then again. that was probably a good thing.
"Ah, Amon, I need to head home. Noel and Mei need to be fed." Amon looked over at her from his slump.
"Fine." he stood without another word, picked up his coat, and began walking away. Robin frowned. Maybe she wasn't the only one who was worrying about this case.
"I don't know, Toku." Robin bit the end of the couch pillow, like she always did when she was bothered with something. "The case didn't feel right. It was too.. easy. Simple.."
"Maybe you're getting stronger." suggested Toku. "Or maybe you're worrying too much on this. You should go to sleep, Robin."
"Right.."
Robin tossed and turned that night while in bed. Something didn't feel right. Her memory flashed back, to several minutes before she had used her craft.
"Robin, go check the
hallways, Sakaki, check the first floor, Karasuma, check the exit.
I'll go watch the entrance." ordered Amon, leaving to the front doors.
Robin walked towards the hallway. A strange creak was heard in the floor above. A slow pace. Robin continued down the dark hallway, the only comfort was her own two feet clacking against the floors as she walked.
"Robin." a soft
whisper said above her. Robin froze in place. All was silent. Her mind blanked.
"Robin." the voice repeated. She spun around. No one. She looked up. Nothing. She continued to walk. She felt something back there. Something, so different, so, complex, it practically stopped her heart.
The voice echoed in her mind. Robin.. Robin..
"Robin."
She was awakened. Her eyes fluttered open, and Amon stood above her. Toku stood beside him, her arms crossed, still in her robe. No morning sun shone out. Still the moon flickered in the sky.
"A..Amon?"
"I've been trying to call you for half an hour now. Get out of bed."
"Didn't you hear your cell ringing?" asked Toku, picking up the phone from Robin's nightstand.
"No.. I didn't." Robin admitted. She clung to her sheets, as she looked over at the clock. 3 AM. Four whole hours of sleep. She wondered how Amon always somehow kept himself awake.
"Get dressed. Hurry." said Amon, leaving her room. Toku smiled back at Robin.
"I'll make you some coffee for the trip." the door closed, and Robin got out of bed.
She came out of the room. Amon stood, with two coffee cups in his hands.
"Let's go."
"What's happened?" she asked, her voice still a little groggy.
"Factory gave Michael a call 40 minutes ago." he replied as they stepped out into the damp streets. "The body we caught," he continued as they settled into his car. "Vanished."
Hehe! I thought maybe continuing the WHR fic would be fun. What do you think?
Oh, and I'd love to read some of your guy's fics as well! Drop me a note on what you want me to read!
I'll try to get the next Chapter in asap!