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Chapter 9-Reunion

Robin jerked her head to look, startled from where the noise originated, a known servant's passage. With a nod she sent Michael speeding over to the wall. He opened the passage and, from behind the panel a slightly scared-looking young man with brown hair and slightly beady silver eyes fell onto the floor. Robin gestured, with barely controlled energy, that the intruder should be brought to her. Michael grabbed his shoulder roughly and half pushed him half dragged him across the floor to kneel before the angry queen.

"This, I expressly remember stating, was a secret meeting. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't have my guards come in and execute you on the spot or, better yet, kill you my self." The Queen gave off an extremely angry aura. It was the same fury that Yuri had taken the brunt of earlier that day. "What is your name? Start with that you ingrate."

"My name is Nagira Tamiko. I know that this is a secret meeting, and I wouldn't be here, spying unless I deemed it absolutely necessary. And I didn't come to leak information to the city or to the Naturals for that matter. I know that I might die for my actions…but I came on the request of a dying man who needs closure before he passes. My father to be exact." He looked up at the Queen, silently begging to be allowed to continue talking. Robin looked down, and sensing that it was important, allowed him to keep talking, maintaining an air of anger around her.

"Thank you your Majesty. My father is a Witch sympathizer who works to build munitions for the war but has long since retired. His name is Eddie Tamiko. My mother is Kayla Tamiko, another witch sympathizer. I have no Witch blood in me however…20 years ago there was a horrible accident. My father lost the 2 most important things in his life at that time, his beloved first wife, Annie, who was a Witch and their young son. I've been told the story countless times. It was the night of a raid by the witches on some Naturals, my father was coming home from work when he was ordered to the shelters because the Naturals were going to retaliate. However the attack never occurred and they were soon allowed to go home. He found a nightmare at home. Annie was lying on the floor with a gun in her hand and a hole in her head, having succumbed to her madness at last. He had no idea where his young son was. My father told me that he polled his neighbors about what had happened that night but he never found him."

At these words, throughout the story, a montage of memories flooded Amon's mind, pervading almost every crack within his cranium. His father playing with him the day before his life fell apart. His mother getting him breakfast that day. The way his mother said his name. Then memories from that night…watching in horror as his mother lost her mind. Shooting herself in front of him, but not before regaining her mind enough to tell him to look away…but he was unable too…hearing his father say his mother's name with love and devotion the morning of the attack…'Annie' Amon choked back a sob, which was discomforting for his lieutenants, unaccustomed as they were to seeing their General cry like a baby. Robin ran through the story again in her head and realized what this meant. She slipped off her throne to hold Amon as he cried, reliving the terrible moments in his childhood. Nagira looked at the Queen respectfully as she asked two questions. "What was the child's name?" although she was sure she knew and "What did Annie look like?"

"Their little boy's name was Amon. Annie, according to a photo I've seen was a real beauty. She had long flowing jet black hair, a pale complexion and chocolate brown eyes." Robin nodded. She looked back down at the man who had composed himself in her arms. Taking a ragged breath Amon looked up at Nagira. "How old are you?" "I'm 18 years old. Dad married my mom a year after the accident, the next year I was born."

"So you're my….half brother. And dad's still alive?" Amon could sense the tears coming but fought them for the sake of his Lieutenants. "Yeah…he's still alive but…he's slowly dying. He hasn't gotten over loosing you and Annie…his immune system is slowly giving out. Add that to the fact that my mother was just diagnosed with cancer you have a recipe for dying ofa broken heart. He would love to see you Amon. From what I can tell you look exactly like Annie save the eyes, you have his eyes, like I do." Amon thought of something that came to his mind just then…a thought he had picked up when he was walking through the city.

"That General...he looks so much like Annie…"

Annie as in his mother.

Amon looked up first at Nagira, then at Robin. First he petitioned Robin to pardon what Nagira had done. "Truth be told?" He said "I would have done the exact same thing…" With a slight incline of her head and a gentle smile on her lips Robin pardoned Nagira. "Now. I want to see….dad."

"Amon I'll warn you, he's not at his best. In fact he's…changed a lot. But maybe seeing you will perk him up." Nagira nodded his consent and made to lead the people in the room out. "Wait! Your Majesty we haven't drawn the official peace treaty up yet!" Michael said quickly. "Michael we have a mutual agreement. That's stronger than any piece of paper. besides that can wait. Amon is going to go see his father now." With that Nagira escorted Robin and Amon along with their individual aides out of the palace towards the house that held the thing that had been missing from Amon's life for twenty long years. A family.

Eddie Tamiko couldn't get the General out of his head. The hair. The complexion. He looked exactly like his Annie, save the eyes which were his. Eddie slowly walked room to room until he came into the room where Annie had died, the room that Kayla was now residing in, sleeping on the couch after chemotherapy. This room held the ghosts of the past he would rather forget and the treasures of the present he was reluctant to let go of. Already he was sure he sent his youngest son to his death by asking him to spy on the General. If he were caught he'd be executed. He lowered his face into his hands and mentally sobbed. What had he done? The opening of the front door interrupted his musings. He sighed with relief when he heard Nagira's voice call out in the house.

"Son I'm so sorry. I…" he was cut off abruptly when he saw that his son had brought back a horde of guests, including the Queen. Amon was at the back of the line and wasn't in Eddie's vision yet. He started bowing to the Queen who, while he was doing so gestured Amon to the front. When he looked up he was struck dumb. "Amon….it can't be…you're alive?" Amon looked down at the carpet then at the man in front of him and nodded. As he did a memory flooded his mind of a man, similar to this, yet younger looking, playing with him on the floor as a woman looked on happily. "Dad…" he tried out the word on his tongue and found that it fit the man standing in front of him. The man stepped one step closer to him and as he did Amon felt something complete him he didn't even know was missing. His father was about his height so it didn't look odd at all as the two tall men hugged, father and son reunited after 20 long years.

A/N I know in the show Nagira is older than Amon but for the purpose of this story he needed to be younger. R&R! and yes there will be an epilouge