Disclaimer: Once more, don't own anything but Hitomi… on to the fic.

Chapter 2

Hitomi's breathing was short and ragged, coming to her in quick, painful bursts. Her hands rested on her knees as she fought to regain her composure. After a few minutes, she succeeded.

She straightened, glancing back to the building, looming in the shadows. –They're leaving…' She thought, watching until she could see the rest of the group disperse. –I need my stuff. I hope they didn't take it, that would suck.- Quickly and carefully, she picked her way back to the building, grabbed her small bag and took off.

She slowed after ten minutes of running, glancing warily behind her as she caught her breath, hands clutching the handles of her bag. "That was way too close…" She choked out. After a few more minutes of breathing, Hitomi started moving once more, wondering if the STN-J would still persist on tracking her. She hoped not.

She sighed, setting down her bag. She dug around inside, giving a small yelp of triumph as she pulled out a CD player and headphones.

She picked up her bag once more, placing the headphones on her ears, grinning as she clicked on the music, lips moving silently to the words.

/I hate everything about you! Why, do I love you?/ blared the music.

Hitomi danced her way to the near by park, setting her bag on a bench, Hitomi plopping down next to it, getting to work on her wounded arm.

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Robin sat down, glancing around the Briefing Room. She sighed, wondering if she had truly let the hunted witch get away.

Amon and the others soon entered the room, taking their respective seats around the table. "Michael, have you been able to find out anything else about this witch?" Amon was asking, jolting Robin from her musings.

Michael shook his head, fingers typing rapidly at the keyboard in front of him, the screen lights flickering on his face. The other turned on their screens, watching the information pop up. "I don't know why, but I haven't been able to find much."

A picture of the witch in question appeared on the screen, followed by her name and a few bits of information.

"Hitomi Zul'dare." Miho read, eyes finding Amon's. "That name…'

"We've encountered a Zul'dare before, though he wasn't a witch." Amon answered her silent question. "He was a-"

"Scientist…' Robin interrupted quietly, "He was working on some sort of project."

"Hitomi might be the result of that project." Miho told the group. "An enhanced witch."

"According to this, she was seen with Dr. Zul'dare one year ago." Michael reported with a few more clicks of the keyboard.

"An enhanced witch?" Robin asked, drawing the eyes of the group to her. "Do you think that Zul'dare enhanced her natural power?"

Amon gave a short nod, turning his dark eyes onto Michael. "Can you get usmore information about the Zul'dare Project?"

Michael nodded, "Sure, but it might take awhile."

The group dispersed, chairs scraping as everyone stood up, walking of of the Briefing Room.

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A/N: So, how was that chapter? Yeah, two in one day, you should be proud! Anyway, R&R! I live on your reviews! Laterz.