Disclaimer: I do not own Witch Hunter Robin or any of it's characters. I only own the members of the STEA-L.
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Author's Note: This chapter might be pretty short because it's the first chapter. Anyway! This would take place during the end of the last episode and afterward. If you watched the show, you should recognize what Amon does from episode 15.
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Chapter One: Continue
Self destruction. Everyone was thought to have escaped, yet two were still inside. The ground rumbled, flames shooting out from the steaming pipes. Robin spun around, looking for her lost comrades. They were just behind me… She frantically ran, dodging falling rubble and running through fire. She called their names…but was only looking for one. "AMON! AMON! Where are you!" She cried desperately, stopping to catch her breath as smoke filled her lungs. Her legs gave out on her, causing her to collapse to the ground, gasping for the pure air of the outside world. "Help me…" She gasped weakly.
Suddenly, an arm found its way to hers, pulling her roughly across the room. Robin wiped her wet eyes, trying to look through the smoke to see the figure in front of her. "Hurry! We have to go!" The deep voice called as the two started down the stairs. Up ahead, the area became clear and Robin could recognize her rescuer. "Amon…" He stopped as she did, turning back to face her with the same emotionless expression he always had. "Let's go." He watched as Robin stumbled helplessly down the stairs. It was becoming hard to stand. "Where can we go?" She whispered as she reached him, coughing painfully. "Out." Amon roughly caught her wrist, pulling her continuously through halls and stairs. Behind them, explosions could be heard as the heat intensified. Eventually, they stopped before a small well.
Amon pressed the side, causing a small opening to appear with a keyboard inside. He frantically began punching in numbers. "Where do we go from here?" "Things will have quieted, but you need to lay low just in case." Robin listened as Amon explained everything until a loud rumbling began. "It's falling apart," Robin said as she stood. Another beep came, and the well shook, opening. "Come here." Robin hurried over to Amon and he grabbed her shoulders, easing her down the well to a small platform above an endless darkness. "What is this?" "I found a scale of the building and found that there are several escape routes such as the one back at the STN-J headquarters I sent you down. It leads to an underground sewer and if it's followed, it will lead to the street." Amon jumped down the well, landing right in front of Robin, looking her in the eye. Her breathes were raspy and frequent, her expression afraid. "Now listen carefully," Amon instructed, leaning as close to her as possible. "You need to follow the underground sewer until you find a ladder. Once you've climbed up, you need to find a building where you will stay." Quietly, Amon moved his hand behind Robin's head, sliding a piece of paper into her hair. Her face flushed slightly as she looked at him. So close… "If something happens to me, that is where you will go. Now hurry."
Robin watched as Amon climbed back up, looking down at her. That's when she remembered…At headquarters. Being hunted. Being rescued by Amon. Being thrown down the well. The closeness. The words. The feeling of losing him. She didn't want to feel that again. "AMON!" Just as before, she grabbed his sleeve, trying to coax him to leave with her. "Please come with me!" "Don't be foolish. Go!" He was about to move her hand away when he saw something shocking. Robin began crying. "You did this last time and I almost lost you! Don't do that again! Amon! I love you!" Amon's eyes widened as he watched tears flow down the innocent blue eyes. For the first time in a long time, someone wanted to be with him. To pull him in instead of push him away. For a moment in time, Amon's heart began beating faster, his own coal black eyes filling with tears. "Robin." She gasped as she was pulled up by his strong hands, right into his soft lips.
Robin felt her lungs clearing and her body relaxing. Such affections…Amon… Behind him, she saw the fire climbing down the stairs, and suddenly, she felt a push on her chest, sending her backwards into the well. Her foot missed the platform, and down she plummeted. She reached her hand up, watching Amon become smaller as she fell. He pushed a button, and the top began closing. His last words to her… "When I see you again…" Robin knew these last words. The words he whispered to her once before. He was making the same sacrifice. "AMON!" Robin's cries were stifled by a large rumble and a heart stopping explosion. Into the darkness she fell, not able to grab anything. No one to hold onto. Nothing but darkness. "Am…on…" The long fall slowly took away her consciousness, leaving her quiet.
The sound of rushing water slowly coaxed the young witch from her slumber. She sat up, looking around to see the underground flow that Amon had explained to her. Silently, she stood and stared. Should she go? Should she stay? Amon's not coming…Is he? Robin wiped her eyes, remembering the instructions he left her. "I'm not going to stay here. I must go…" And off she took, the clack of her boots and the sounds of her breathing echoed through the tunnel. The running seemed to go on forever, until she came upon the very ladder she was told of. Carefully, she found her footing and climbed up, keeping her eyes up, staring directly into the darkness. Reaching her hand up, she felt the small cover move, opening her to the night.
Quickly, she moved to the sidewalk, closing the cover and looking around. "I don't recognize this part of Japan…Where am I?" She then remembered the note. Reaching into her hair, she took out a small slip of paper, reading it. 105 Moritomi Street. Go all the way down until you come upon an old castle. That address is on the gate. Just set fire to the gate. It will open for you. Robin's tired eyes read the directions, turning the paper over to see more. You must continue living a life. Your burdens and you gifts are something you cannot throw away. And one last thing. Forget about me. Everything. You will never see me again. Goodbye, Amon Robin stared down at the note in silence. "Forget about you." Her eyes squinted and the note flew up in flames, the ashes carried away in the night's breeze. "I can't do that Amon…but I will continue living. Continue with what I have. My burdens and my gifts, but still…I can't give up on you…"
The streets were quiet and Robin's only guide was the light from the moon and the stars. The buildings seemed endless. Everything was new and scary. Robin was so used to having someone by her side, that she forgot what loneliness felt like. She seemed like a lost child in this city. After wandering around for what felt like forever, Robin came upon a tall gate made of a shining gold material. Her eyes looked up, seeing a large grey castle standing proudly before her. "Such an amazing sight…What could be in there?" She touched the bars of the gate, staring straight ahead. "Why would Amon send me here?" Just set fire to the gate. It will open for you "I must then…" Robin narrowed her eyes, sparking a flame that hit the gate, and moved into each curve and bar. After a few moments, the fire disappeared.
"What? How?" Robin wondered in surprise but was interrupted when the gate swung itself open. Robin stood wide eyed considering her options. Eventually, she made up her mind. Amon directed me here, therefore I shall go. She walked up the cobblestone path, her eyes staying straight with the large wooden doors that had come into view. Each step was its own hell on her feet and her injured body. The pain was easier to ignore in the sewers, but with each passing moment it became worse. By the time Robin reached the sturdy doors in front of her, she was on her knees. Her hand gingerly moved its way up to an intercom. "Yes?" A voice questioned. "I…I came here to…" Robin moaned these words silently before slumping against the door, losing all her strength. "Hello? Hello?" The voice over the intercom repeated. Moments later the door was opened, a pair of arms catching the unconscious female in them. "So this is Fire."
The morning birds chirped a cheerful song as the sun rose into the blue sky. The sound of footsteps on the dark red carpet was the only sound made in the quiet castle as they made their way towards a room at the end of the hall. The black tennis shoes stopped in front of the door, pushing it open quietly, the person cringing at the sound of the creak. "Geez. I don't want to wake her like that." The door was shut, and the footsteps made their way to the bed where Robin had been resting. "Time to wake up Fire. Let's go," the voice sang merrily as the blinds that shielded the room from light were flung to the end of the rack, causing the suns bright rays to shine in. Robin slowly opened her eyes, rubbing her forehead from the throbbing headache she has. Her body slid slightly as someone sat on the end of the bed. "Welcome Fire," the kind voice whispered. Robin rubbed her eyes as she began to look at the face behind the voice, unable to see because of her blurry vision. "I welcome you to the STEA-L." STEA-L?