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Chapter Eight - Realization Hurts When It Hits

Amon fell asleep quickly that night. His mind was ambushed by dreams of the strangest kind. In his dream, he was having another normal day at work. He was sitting at his desk typing when everything disappeared and was replaced by a bluish-gray background with a white fog crawling on the purple floor.
"Hello?" He called out coldly.
"Behold your heart... truth will be found... alone you must discover. Look deep inside... travel if must...Maybe start with your mother? Beat the clock... better not stall... or little phoenix will remain in stone forever." A strange voice called back. Amon looked around but saw nothing.
"Who is there?" He called again.
"Outer shell... flesh and blood... is all you see. Behind the wall... deep inside... is what needs to be seen. Some can see... but one can not... I shall reveal one's true being." The voice called again. Amon looked around and then he saw something. It was a grayish block making it's way to him. It was hovering above the ground.
"Beat the clock... better not stall..." The voice said again as the block moved closer. Amon squinted then relized it was a block of stone. The block stopped moving a few feet in front of him.
"Beat the clock... or little phoenix will remain in stone forever." The voice said as it faded away. Then, the block began to crumble and as pieces fell to the ground and disappeared, a statue was slowly reviled. As more and more of the block crumbled and disappeared, Amon saw that the statue was Robin.
"Robin...?" Her walked over to it just as it finished crumbling.
"Robin..." Her looked up at the face, a tear was falling down it's cheek.
"Amon..." Amon a voice. He turned around and saw no one. When he turned back to face the statue, it was gone. Replaced by a beautiful young woman with long red hair and bright green eyes. Amon stumbled back.
"Amon, I'm sorry I never told you. I thought I was protecting you. But I was destroying you. Don't hate witches just because of me. It's not their fault. Amon my son, I'm sorry." Raven said as she hovered over the floor, her hair blowing gently behind her.
"M...mother...?"Amon stammered out, her cold tone was gone.
"I'm sorry..." Raven said as she began to fade. Amon reached one hand out but she was gone. Her voice was replaced by a musical sound.
"That sound...it's that rhyme's music." Amon looked around, but he was alone.
""Outer shell... flesh and blood... is all you see. Behind the wall... deep inside... is what needs to be seen. Some can see... but one can not... I shall reveal one's true being." Amon thought to himself. His eyes went wide.
"Once a child... little girl no more... a woman she soon became. But you can't see... or do you ignore... the way she calls your name." Amon started to remember the rhyme. He then saw a figure in front of him a good ways away. He started walking towards it.
"You can not see... between you and her... love burns like an everlasting eternal flame. Because outer shell... flesh and blood... is all you see." Amon quickened his pace.
"Behind the wall... deep inside... is what needs to be seen. Some can see... but you can not... it's time to reveal Robin's true being." Amon just about reached the figure when he relized it was Robin.
"Robin?" He called out. She turned, her hair blowing in a non-existent breeze, and a soft frown on her face with a tear rolling down her cheek.
"No boy no." Amon heard the witches' voice.
"You must discover this on your own." The man appeared between him and Robin. He hadn't changed.
"Back off and release Robin from the god-damn stone!" Amon yelled. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out his gun.
"Your gun can't hurt me." The man laughed.
"This isn't all real. This is a dream. But she...she is real." The man cupped Robin's face in his gloved hand.
"Don't touch her." Amon growled, he raised his gun.
"Shoot me, I wont be hurt, but this little girl, she will crumble into a pile of fallen rocks." The man laughed and disappeared. More tears streamed down Robin's face, yet she said nothing.
"She's not little, I've relised that. She grew up, I was blind, I know..."Amon started but was interrupted by some ringing noise.
"Ha ha ha... You may have figured it out. You discovered her inner beauty, but your triumphs come a little too late." The man and robin disappeared.
"Robin!" Amon yelled.
Amon awoke with a jolt, sweat rolling down his face and his chest heaving with every heavy breath he took. His cell phone was ringing in his coat pocket. He looked at his watch.
"9:26am...on a Saturday." He pulled out his phone and answered.
"Amon"
"Amon, It's Michael. You might want to get down here. That candle Robin was holding, it's gone"
"Shit"
"Huh...well...any ways, the base of the statue was cracked this morning when I came in to check on her. The crack is getting bigger and there are more cracks appearing"
"I'm on my way. Call the others"
"On it boss"
Amon hung up his phone and headed out of the house. He closed the door behind him and ran into the field. He looked around for the path and then took off for it. He uncovered his car and peeled out of the grassy path, not worrying about the tracks. He needed to get to Raven's Flat. It was still raining as he drove down the busy streets. Families going off to do shopping and hard core business men heading into work.
As he pulled up in front of Raven's Flat, Dojima and Sakaki were getting out of her car. Karasuma's car was already there and she was already inside.
"Amon? Gone four-wheeling lately?" Sakaki asked jokingly as he looked at the mud on Amon's car.
"Shut up Sakaki." Amon replied as they ran into the building. Kosaka arrived shortly after them and came running in behind them. All four of the soaking wet STN-J members ran into the office and walked over to Karasuma and Michael who were standing next to the statue of Robin. The statue all of a sudden began to glow once Amon walked up to it.
"Robin..." Karasuma said and began to fight back tears.
"We're too late..." Sakaki said as Dojima leaned into him and he put his arm around her.
"Oh...Robin-chan..." Kosaka said as he pulled out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his eye.
"She was so young..." Dojima said as she buried her head into Sakaki's chest.
"She was a great friend..." Michael said and looked down at the floor to hold back tears. Amon just stood in silence. The statue grew brighter and cracks began to appear all over it.
"She wasn't a child, and I learned too late..." Amon whispered under his breath.

A/N-Well? What happening? Will she make it? I've been known to kill characters at the last moment. I'm also ben known to be very suspenseful. So please R&R.