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Chapter 3: A Dark Truth
Amon walked along what use to be the back alley of the old warehouse that had burned down the week before. The air still smelled of smoke and the ground was littered with debris. "Shouldn't this have been cleaned up by now?" said Amon to himself. He walked towards the only part of the warehouse that remained standing. As the wind began to pick up, Amon could hear the remains of the building move with it. 'I doubt anyone could still be around here.'
He cautiously made his way into the building, glancing around at what remained of the walls. Most of them were charred black, caused by the fire. Along the back wall hung wires and what appeared to be the remains of large tanks, similar to those the Factory kept. Amon ran his fingers across the smooth glass. Something about this tank, seemed familiar. As he looked up towards the top of the tank, Robin's face appeared through the glass.
Amon found himself almost startled. "Robin," he breathed. Her face slowly disappeared from his sight. He stepped away from the tank and looked towards the right side of the room. "I've been in this room before," he said to himself.
"And so has she," said a voice.
Amon spun around, quickly pulling out two revolvers; ready to shoot whomever was there. His guns were soon pointed at a man, whom was perched on top of an a large stone pillar. He grinned at Amon and lifted his hands up in the air. "Come now Amon. Is that really necessary? We just met," said the stranger, jumping down. The man slowly walked towards Amon, stopping when he heard Amon load one of his guns. "Easy mate, I'm not hear to hurt you."
"How am I to believe that?" asked Amon in a very unfriendly tone.
"Hmm. . . ." The man started walking closer to Amon. "Come on now, you don't want to shoot me. After all, I know where that pretty little fire starter of yours is," taunted the man.
Amon was ready to shoot the man, but if he really knew where Robin was, he was taking no chances. "You know where Robin is?" asked Amon inquisitively.
"Aye, I know where the little lovely is. She's been asking about you. Wondering if I really left you for dead. I couldn't let such a lovely little thing cry, so." He paused and rolled his eyes. "I dropped your arse off at the hospital."
Amon could obviously see this man didn't think much of him. "So, where is she? Where are you hiding her?" He kept his voice steady, trying not to yell. Any sudden noise could cause the rest of the building to collapse.
"I'll take you to her," he said walking pass Amon. Amon had his guns ready, just incase the man pulled anything. He watched as the blonde haired man walked outside the building. His long, black leather jacket swayed as he walked. The man's hair was very similar to Amon's cut, but just a bit longer. A pair of red tinted sunglasses sat upon his nose. Underneath the glasses lay a scar, one shaped similar to a cross that sat upon his right cheek.
"Jaden," he said.
"What?" asked Amon.
"The names Jaden," said the man nodding. "Follow me and I'll take you to her," he said pointing towards the woods. "My associates are waiting there." Just as the man started to walk off again, the sound of Amon's other gun loading rang in the man's ears. A smile appeared on his face.
"Why should I trust you?"
Jaden turned around and smirked. He knew that Amon would ask that eventually. "Because there's no one else left to trust in this world." With that, Jaden spun around on his heels and headed towards the woods.
Amon wanted to get some answers from this man, but it seemed the only way he was going to get them, was by following him. It could all be a trap, but Amon would have to risk it. He followed behind Jaden, being very wary of his surroundings. Anything could happen out there.
Soon they both stopped in front of a black vehicle, exactly like the model Amon use to drive. "Get in," said Jaden. The man climbed into the driver's seat and started the car. Amon hesitated for a moment, before finally reaching for the door handle. He sat down in the car, closing the door. As soon as Amon had buckled up, Jaden pressed the locks on the doors. This angered Amon.
"What in the hell are you doing?" spouted Amon angrily. He looked over at Jaden, whom was just smiling.
"Don't worry, just making sure you don't back out," he said hitting the gas. The car flung back, sending Amon flinging against the passenger's seat. Amon watched as the forest zoomed past his window, soon setting the scenes of the city night life. It seemed the car was moving so fast, that the luminous street signs were nothing more than a mere blur in Amon's eyes.
"Where are we going?" asked Amon.
"To my home," he said grinning.
Amon glanced at Jaden and frowned. "What happened at the warehouse? Why do you have Robin?" The man didn't answer. "Answer me!" Amon demanded.
"The warehouse went up in flames because of that little lovely of yours," said Jaden smirking.
"Why would she burn it down?" asked Amon.
"Because I told her to." Jaden glanced over at Amon, whom didn't look all to pleased. "You were both there, because of testing being held by The Factory. Once I heard about what was going on, my team and I went to retrieve you both from the warehouse. Unfortunately, they'd already started testing."
"What were they testing for?"
"It seems they wanted a stronger Orbo to use and they were using Robin as a way of getting it. She is the strongest witch in existence you know." Jaden turned a sharp corner, nearly causing Amon to bang his head against the side window. "Sorry about that," Jaden said nervously.
Amon glared at the man and grunted. "So, why did they want me?" he asked.
"Well, you were a seed up until the Factory collapsed, at least that's what SOLOMON believes. Your powers awakened and you became a witch in the eyes of SOLOMON. The Factory looked at you the same way. They wanted Robin, but once they saw how your body was just healing itself so quickly, they knew your powers had awakened. My guess is that they planned on using you for Orbo too."
Amon hated being reminded that he was now a witch. It still bothered him that his powers had finally awakened. He was being hunted now, but it didn't seem to phase him as much as it should have.
Something still puzzled Amon. If Zaizen was dead, what was the purpose of making more Orbo? Had Zaizen appointed someone else before he died?
"Why make Orbo when the person whom wanted it is dead?" he asked.
Jaden couldn't help but smile at the question. The answer he was about to give was just all too delicious.
"Perhaps they're making it because the person whom wants it isn't dead."
Amon looked at Jaden in disbelief. There was no way Zaizen was alive. He saw Zaizen burn before his very eyes. How could his survival have been possible? The hunter automatically assumed that this guy didn't know what he was talking about. Until he remembered something he had heard at the hospital from the doctor. 'Please go check into the other patient for now.' The other patient, was Zaizen.
"How could he have survived?" asked Amon.
"Oh come now. Haven't you ever heard of people surviving things like that? Sure he may look like a charred piece of meat, but he's still alive and kicking. Also, what makes you think that maybe he doesn't have powers of his own?" asked Jaden.
Amon looked at him strangely. "Zaizen a witch? Ugh, please. Why would Zaizen hunt his own kind?"
"Perhaps he's just as you. He knew what he truly was and wanted to destroy witches. I mean that's just a theory. It doesn't mean he's actually a witch. There's just got to be a reason as to why he started hating witches all those years ago."
Soon the car stopped in front of what seemed to be a large mansion. It was unlike anything Amon had ever seen before. The entire house was decorated in black gothic-style architecture. Something like this didn't seem like it belonged in Japan.
"What kind of place is this?" asked Amon.
"This was built many years ago by my father. He was a witch sympathizer, whom built this as a shelter for those running from SOLOMON. Unfortunately, this is one of four witch sanctuaries that are still up and running. Most of them we had up and running in other parts of the world, were shut down by SOLOMON. I fear that they shall some day discover this one," he said sadly.
"Why did your father sympathize with witches?"
"Because. . . ." Jaden opened the car door and stepped out. "My mother was a witch." He slammed the door shut and proceeded towards the mansion, with Amon following close behind. "Father loved her so much and wished to protect her. So he built these shelters or as SOLOMON calls them 'Witch Sanctuaries' in order to protect our family, as well as others. In the end, he was unable to save my mother and sister. SOLOMON found both of them while they were visiting back home in England. . . . .and killed them both." Jaden stopped at the doors to the mansion. "They never had a chance," he said desolately.
He led Amon inside of the Mansion, not even bothering to show the man around. They walked into what seemed to be a large conference room. Inside sat four figures, all whom were dressed in black. Two of them sat side by side, both women whom looked to about Jaden's age, eighteen. The woman on the left had long, black, curly hair, as the other had short brown hair that reached the tip of her chin. Across from them sat two much older blonde headed men, whom did not seemed amused, sitting with the two women. Apparently the two men were twins or just seemed to have an uncanny resemblance. The four of them looked up as Amon and Jaden approached the table.
"Agh, Jaden! You made it back just in time. We were just talking about. . ." the black woman stopped as she looked at Amon. "Who's that?" she asked curiously. The brown haired woman nudge the other. "Naoko, that is very rude," she hissed.
"This is Amon, a friend of Ms. Sena," said Jaden pulling Amon up in front of him. The dark man just grunted and pulled himself slightly away from Jaden.
"Ooh, so this is the guy she's been asking about so much. He sure is handsome," giggled Naoko. Amon ignored the woman's comment. The man wasn't in the mood for flattery. Not that he ever was anyway.
"Where is Robin?" asked Amon irately.
"I believe she's up in her room right now. I can take you to her. She'll surely want to see you," said the brown haired woman.
Amon nodded and followed behind her. The others remained back at the table, staring at the gloomy ex-hunter. Jaden noticed how Naoko watch Amon's every move. He smirked and sat down at the table alongside her.
"Don't even think about it Naoko. It's not like he's going to be here much longer."
Mariella, the brunette witch, walked up a long spiraling flight of stairs. The staircase was made of metal, colored in back with strange insignias molded into the arm rails. They looked very similar to the pendant that Robin always wore. He wondered if Robin had some association with these people that he was unaware of.
His attention soon set back to the woman in front of him. She stopped in front of a large wooden door, made of oak. On it sat a cross. Amon knew that must have been Robin's room. Mariella knocked on the door twice, awaiting an answer from the other side. No answer came.
"Miss Sena, you have a visitor," she said.
Still no answer came from the other side. Amon didn't have a good feeling about this. Perhaps Robin wasn't there after all and this was a trap? Or maybe she was there and was in trouble.
"Go in," demanded Amon.
The woman nodded and slowly opened up the door. Both of them peered inside the room. No one was there. Mariella ran into the room in a panic. "What!? Where did she go?" she yelled thunderstruck.
"What do you mean where did she go?" asked Amon angrily.
Mariella glanced over at the set of glass doors, the led to the balcony. Two shadows appeared in front of the curtains, that hung over the doors. "Ah! She must be out there speaking with someone. I guess you can just wait here until she's done talking," said Mariella walking off.
Amon wasn't just going to stand there and wait. He walked towards the doors, which were cracked open. The man went to push the door open, but stopped when he heard a voice. Whomever Robin was speaking with sounded irate. Even though Amon didn't like prying into other people's matters, he listened in on their conversation.
"Are you sure?" asked Robin.
The man that stood next to her frowned. He looked exactly like Jaden, which meant he was his twin. Though he did not have a scar on his face like his brother.
"You know if he finds you, he will kill you," he said coldly.
"How do you know that? He didn't kill me before."
"And what makes you think he won't now!?" yelled the man angrily.
"Because Amon wouldn't. . . ." That is all Robin managed to slip out before the man started to yell at her again.
"Are you that naive? He will kill you if he finds out. . . ." The man stopped as he heard the balcony doors open. Both of them turned towards the doors, to see Amon.
"Finds out what?" asked Amon in an inert tone.
Robin looked at Amon stunned. He was actually there and alive. A slight smile came to her face upon seeing him, but soon faded. She wondered how much of the conversation he had just heard. "You're here," she breathed.
Amon nodded and walked up to her. "What were you two talking about?" he asked, glancing over at the man that stood beside Robin. The look the man was giving Amon could be described as deadly.
"We were. . ." She couldn't spit it out. Robin wanted to tell Amon the truth, but she new doing so could put her in danger.
"We were discussing how Ms. Sena has been training here. It seems after the whole Factory and Warehouse incident, her powers became weaker. So we've been training her. I felt that if you found out, you would think she was going to become too strong."
Amon understood what the man meant, but didn't believe him. They seemed to be hiding something else. Obviously he was lying, seeing as when one is trying to keep a secret; they don't tell the person from which they are keeping it from so blatantly. He turned his attention back towards Robin, whom stood there quietly looking at Amon. Something about her seemed different. She still looked the same physically, but he could tell emotionally she was different. Her eyes told him so.
"Are you alright?" Amon asked with his usual flat tone.
Robin nodded and gave him a slight smile. "They've taken good care of me here. Especially Jonathan, whom you just met. So, how are you doing?" she asked.
"Fine," he answered.
Amon looked over at the mysterious man and glared. The man smiled and turned towards the door. "Well I leave you two alone to talk. I'm heading back to talk with Jaden. Tell me if you need anything, either of you," he said walking off.
As the man exited through the doors, Amon's attention switched back to chestnut haired witch. She seemed to be avoiding him. He walked up beside her, leaning his elbows against the edge of the balcony. "How long have you been here?" he asked.
"Seven days, but I never wanted to come here to begin with. Jaden told me that if I went to the hospital like you, there was a greater chance that SOLOMON would attack there. They want me dead so badly, that they'd risk it," she said sadly.
"Do you remember anything from the warehouse?" he asked curiously.
Robin looked away from Amon, biting her lower lip. "No, I don't remember anything." She tried to avert her eyes from the man, whom stared down at her. The way he looked at her made the girl feel uncomfortable.
Amon knew she was lying, but wasn't going to push it any further. He noticed a small scar on her right hand. It looked like a scar left from a needle. "What happened to your hand?" he asked.
She clutched her right hand with her left, rubbing it as if it throbbed with pain. "I was told it was from the experiments done on me. This was thankfully the only scar left on me. There are bruises on my arms that were left from the experiments."
He could see the pain she had been through. She was so young, yet had to endure so much. Amon believed it a crime, for someone of her age to have gone through the things she had. Somehow, he knew staying here wouldn't keep SOLOMON away. They had to go, to get out of the country. The farther away they were from SOLOMON, The Factory, and The STN-J, the better.
"Get your things," he said.
Robin looked at him in disbelief. "Why? Is something wrong?" she asked. She knew better than to question him, but this just seemed odd. After all, it was safe there, well at least she thought so.
"I want to leave here Robin. It isn't safe. SOLOMON will eventually find you."
Outside of Robin's bedroom stood Jaden, with a cell phone against his ear. He was glancing through the cracked door at the two individuals that stood out on the balcony. A smile came to his face, as he spoke with the person on the other end.
"So, what do you want me to do? They're both here now," he said.
"Just wait there. I'll be there as soon as I can."
"I think that Amon fellow will make an attempt to leave. What should I do if he tries?" he asked.
"Shoot him."
"And what about Ms. Sena?" he asked.
"You have that Orbo gun don't you?"
"Yes, understood. I will only resort to using it if they try to force their way out of here."
Amon stormed into Robin's room, not expecting Jaden to be there. The man was just putting away his cell phone when the two ex-hunters approached. Jaden could tell by the look on Amon's face, that the man was ready to leave. He smiled and shook his head.
"Going somewhere?" he asked slyly.
"We're leaving," said Amon abruptly.
Robin watched the two men face each other. Both seemed to be mentally tossing daggers in the other's direction. From what she could tell, Amon hadn't taken a liking to Jaden and vice versa. She hoped this wouldn't end ugly.
"I'm afraid I can't allow that," said Jaden.
"And why is that?" asked Amon. His eyes widened as Jaden rose a gun up to meet the ex-hunter's eyes.
"Because, I had direct orders for you not to leave."
Amon's eyes slowly shifted to their normal size, then narrowing. He knew this guy was trouble. "You can not keep us here," he said daringly stepping forward.
Robin went to stop Amon, fully knowing what Jaden would do next. Much to her distress, Jaden did exactly what she hoped he wouldn't. He pulled the trigger.
End of Chapter
Wow, I finished Chapter 3. stares in awe I don't know how I liked the ending of this chapter, but I'll go with it lol. The next chapter will get interesting. Did Amon survive or is he dead? I hope not!!!! sobs Also, we'll learn what's up with this Jaden fellow. . Anywho, I hope Amon and Robin seem in character. I try to keep them that way. If they seem a little OOC, sorry it's not intentional.
Well this chapter would have been up earlier, if it wasn't for the fact that my brother screwed up my laptop. It's only about 3 or 4 months old and he's managed to destroy it in only two days. -- I hope I can get this fixed. ;; Anywho, thank you all very much for the reviews! huggles
Sorry for any grammatical errors. I spell check and go over this story many times, but still overlook errors. (I like to stick this in each chapter, in hopes that someone will not make fun of my grammar and spelling)
Preview of next chapter:
An unexpected Allie. . . . . Saddened Memories. . . . . .Lies and Deceit. . . .