Amon continued to drive, the moon gleaming in through the window. Every now and then he would glance over at the young craft user in the passenger seat. Her head was leaning against the window, her eyes closed. So peaceful. Amon looked back at the road. He wondered, how Robin kept herself the way she was. Her power was so enormous, so incredible. How could such a young, fragile thing keep a power like hers, and still live stable? Yet, one of the many, many, questions that floated in Amon's head about Robin as he drove. He stopped at a red light, and looked back at her. She was asleep now, he could tell by her breathing. Heavier, yet, still very gentle.
He hated always looking like the bad guy. "Robin. Wake up."
"...Hm?"
"Where you even listening?"
"Huh?"
"He vanished."
"I heard you." she replied in a murmur. The car stopped, and rain began to fall, drops of water splattering on Amon's car window.
"We'll get some information from Michael." he opened his car door, and looked at her. She was asleep again. He decided to leave her be, and left to the STN-J building.
Michael looked up from his computer screen when Amon walked in.
"I haven't been able to dig up much on this guy. The Chief called though. Said some people witnessed a man passing by with our witch's exact looks."
"How long ago?"
"Only a little while after you guys supposedly captured him."
Amon stared at Michael in thought.
"It doesn't make sense." he muttered. "How could he be in two places at once?"
"What where his powers in the first place?" asked Robin, walking in. She yawned.
"Puppeteering. He has the ability to take control of someone's body." replied Michael.
"Do you think he..?"
"Yes. It's the only explanation." replied Amon. Michael printed out a paper, and Robin picked it up.
"Reg Matsumoto. Age 23. Reportedly took control of several women's bodies, forcing them to commit suicide by jumping off his apartment buildings." read Robin. She frowned. "Why would he do such a thing?"
"All women had a personal connection with him." replied Michael. "All four of those women where either his old past girlfriends, or fiances. It seems he was very restless."
"So he would just get rid of them by.. killing them?!"
Amon stood from the desk.
"Let's go Robin. Before he gets even more out of hand." he looked at Michael. "Where are Karasuma and the rest?"
"I called them all. They should be here soon."
"Have them call me when they do arrive." he said, putting his hands in his pockets as he headed for the elevator. Robin followed close behind.
Amon watched his feet as he stepped into the elevator. That bastard forced some innocent man to become a replica of himself. A decoy. His hand in his pocket turned into a fist. If anyone would get that pleasure of capturing Reg, it would be Amon. If only..
"Amon..?" Robin tugged on his sleeve. Amon blinked, snapping out of his daze.
"What?"
"No-nothing. You just..." Robin thought. "Looked like something was wrong."
Amon looked back at the elevator doors as they slid open, and he walked out, Robin again close behind.
Like something was wrong? he thought to himself. Amon suddenly felt irritated.
"Nothing is wrong." he replied coldly, stiffly. "And stop walking to close to me." Robin blinked.
"Oh.. sorry." she murmured, walking along beside him now.
The two walked out, only to bump into Sakaki and Karasuma who where coming in.
"Oh! I guess we're a little late." said Sakaki, rubbing his head with his free hand, his other holding his helmet.
Forget it." replied Amon. "Here's the paper of..."
Robin's mind blanked out.
Robin... a voice murmured in the darkness behind her. Robin's eyes widened, and she spun around to face the entrance of the dark STN-J building.
"Who-- who are you?" she whispered.
Just follow.. Robin froze. Follow? Follow the voice? She turned her head the left way down the sidewalk. Robin..
Yes. Just.. follow. She told herself, slowly pacing down the sidewalk.
"--Robin." Amon stopped talking. "Robin? Where are you going?"
"Wierd." said Sakaki, scratching his head.
"Damnit, Robin, this is no time to play games!" Karasuma walked quickly to meet with Robin, and put her hand on Robin's shoulder.
Robin quickly turned, shoved Karasuma away, casting fire blindly on her. No! She's... she's in the way. Robin turned back around, pacing down the crosswalk.
"Ack!" Karasuma kicked the fire out which fell on her skirt. "What the hell-- Robin! Come back!" she got to her feet and looked wildly behind her to Amon and Sakaki.
"Come on! We have to stop her! Something's wrong! It's like-- it's like-- she's being controlled!" "Puppeteered." corrected Amon, then blinked at his own response. Matsumoto had Robin! Robin! Amon burst into a running pace, past Karasuma and the rest after his young companion.
Im so sorry Im late with posting! Had alot to do. With school coming and all.. ugh.
Chapter 3 will be in before the end of this week!