One month later in a small convent in Italy.

Robin started to pack her things, her sister's message was hard to sense, but she understood. Raven and Robin could read each others' mind and could feel their thoughts, emotions and everything. She wondered why her sister would tell her to watch for a man with wild black hair come for her. She was quiet, even though she wanted to scream from the pain, as she got ready. She changed out of her habit and other clothes for a nun and put on a long black dress that covered her entire body, except for her hands. The collar was high; she had a sleeveless frock over it that was also black, a long cloak and her hair in her usual hair style. She put on her good boots and silently crept out of her room. She was quiet as she made her way to the woods, and then started to run fast, away from her prison. She kept running until she felt she could not breathe anymore. When Robin looked around, she saw a large stream in view. She went over and drank some water, then started to walk on the path. She was not unarmed; her sister left her favorite dagger with her. She also had her own dagger on the inside of her cloak. She would also fry someone to a crisp if he tired to do anything to her. She walked on all night and into the late afternoon. She came past a traveling group of merchants. She traded some bronze coins for a canteen and was off. She filled the canteen when she came to a stream. She traveled for many hours, then she was close to just falling to the ground, she made her self a small bed in the mouth of a cave and had a small fire. Robin felt scared and excited. She was glad she would see her sister soon, but afraid if the Vatican got to her first. She slept till morning when a noise awoke her. She looked up and saw several men looking at her.

"Look what we found, a little lost birdy. What should we do with 'er lads?" a large man asked the others. They laughed wickedly, eyeing her. Robin backed to a corner.

"Don't worry little birdy we will not hurt you," one man said with a patch over his right eye.

"Well, not too much." another laughed. Robin felt for the dagger in her boot, she temporarily forgot that she was a fire witch. However she did not need it, a man on a large black horse came. He jumped off his horse and faced the men.

"What do you six think you are doing?" he asked. The men looked at him, the look of murder and lust in their eyes.

"Doesn't matter to you, keep moving boy or else we'll kill ya." The leader said. Amon ignored him, he got out his sword.

"You six leave or I shall kill you all." Amon said, the men snickered a little and Robin was wondering what the hell was going on. 'Is this the man my sister told me about?' robin thought. The other men drew their weapons and circled Amon. Amon stayed clam as they did this. Robin had a good hold on her dagger, ready to help. However she was stunned by how fast the man had all of his opponents on the ground. He walked over them and went to where Robin sat the cloak around her. She backed up a little.

"Thank you kindly sir, but if you dare touch me I'll rip you apart." She said, brandishing the dagger.

"You really are like Lady Raven. My name is Amon; I'm a friend of your sister's. You are Robin Sena-Hellsong." Amon introduced himself, Robin was awe struck. But snapped out of it.

"If you say you know my sister, do you have the proof?" Robin asked. Amon took the leather pouch from his side belt and tossed it to her. Robin caught it and pulled out the gold ring her sister always had on.

"It's nice to meet you, Amon." Robin said, she stood up and grabbed her cloak and bag. She walked over to Amon and he took her bag. "you don't ha-"

"I don't mind, you can ride my horse. You look tired and you have a stomach injury." Amon said. Robin was surprised he knew.

"I can tell by the way you walk and by the way you are a bit protective of your abdomen." Amon said before she could ask how he knew. Robin nodded her head and the large horse came up to them. Amon placed Robins' bag on the back of the saddle and then helped her up. He grabbed the reins, he started to walk, and the horse followed. Robin fell asleep after a while. Amon looked at her and wondered how this girl could have put up with all the crap the priests gave her. But he continued walking. After an hour or so Robin woke up.

"Amon was it?" she asked.

"Yes. What is it?"

"How is my sister doing?"

"When I left she was fine, however there is an old nun there, Sister Mary- Ma"

"Sister Mary is there? What is she doing there?!" Robin asked in surprise and worry.

"She is the reason to why I have come for you. Why do you ask so many questions?" Amon asked.

"Why do you care? But I am only asking is because I haven't seen my younger sister in a year." She said a little mad he would speak in a cold voice to her.

"Any more questions?" Amon asked a little annoyed.

"Yes, how do you know my sister? And is that Micheal guy treating her well?" Robin asked.

"I work for the Prince, like her, and my friend Micheal is a good man." Amon said and he wondered why he was answering the girls' questions. It was near the evening they came upon the town Amon passed threw the other day. He found the Falcon's Wing Inn and got the last room in the Inn for them. The horse was put in the stable and Robin was able to get a hot bath. Amon was in the common room as Robin bathed.

"Excuse me, Amon." Robin said. Amon looked up and she was standing next to him. She had on the same looking clothes as earlier and her hair was up, but damp.

"What is it?" he asked in his cold voice.

"I just wanted to say thank you, is all." Robin said sitting down next to him. They watched as a musician sang a tale of a handsome prince who rescued a lovely princess from an evil king. The two ate dinner in silence. Robin wondered who Amon was and how he knew her sister, she had met Micheal, her sister's lover. Amon, as much as he hated it, could hear her thoughts. He was also a witch, but he denied it. His mother was a witch, he had her power to control water and could hear other people think and could predict what move in battle they would do next. After a while Robin went up to bed, Amon stayed a while longer, then went up to their room. Although it was the last room, it had two beds in the room. Amon saw Robin was already asleep in one bed, so he claimed the other bed. He noticed that Robin slept with nothing on; he made a mental note to ask her to sleep in something in if they shared a room. He took off his over coat, boots and second shirt. He had his pants and undershirt, looking over to the bed next to his; he noticed Robin had a thin blanket over her. He took his thick, winter cloak and put it over the younger girl. Then he went to bed himself.