And last but not least Chapter 11, Epilouge. This was writen for thise who didn't like the thought of Amon dying . . . Okay well, Read and Review!
Epilogue
Michael watched as Robin stood in front of Amon's grave. At her side clung the form of her two year old daughter, Irena, the product of their last night together before he was taken away. Even a year and a half after his death it was hard to believe the mighty Amon was really gone. Robin wiped a few stray tears from her eyes as she looked down at the grave of her lost love. "Amon, I . . . I miss you so much. . . . I wish, I wish. . ."
Her words where cut off as her voice was overwhelmed. Michael couldn't stand it, seeing her upset like this. It was so depressing to see her so sad all the time. She was strong and hid her pain well but here she laid it all bare. He wished he could help ease her pain so she could smile again like she used to. Michael would do anything for Robin because he loved her too. It was for her sake he had stayed quiet when he learned that her heart belonged to Amon. He'd been envious of Amon beyond words then but now he would do anything to bring him back. He knew that was impossible though. There was nothing he could do, Amon was dead and no power on earth could change that.
"Mommy? Mommy?" Irena pleaded. "Please, no cry."
Michael looked over. Irena was starring at Robin with a worried expression on her face. He walked over and picked Irena up. "Shhhh. It's okay." He said soothingly.
Michael rumpled her dirty yellow hair. Irena looked at him with tear filled dark eyes. "Mommy okay?"
"Yeah. Your mommy will be fine." He assured her.
Michael put Irena in his car then went back to Robin. He offered her a tissue and led her to his car saying, "Come on. You've not doing yourself any good."
She nodded weakly in thanks and blew her nose. Robin pulled herself together and dried her eyes. Michael led her to his car and drove them home.
As Michael turned the corner out of sight of the cemetery Raven appeared in front of Amon's gave. She held her hands out towards it and Amon's body appeared on the ground. "Hello Amon." She said. "Time to wake up. Your precious Robin misses you."
"Hirenten hugujo wakkan endo mirichu . . ." she uttered.
As she spoke the final words of her spell a small red glass orb began to materialize in her hand. She looked at it sadly for a few minutes almost seeming to consider if she wanted to do with it what she intended to. After a few moments of hesitation and with a flick of her wrist, she sent it sailing towards Amon. As the ball collided with him it melded with him and Amon slowly regained an almost life like look. Then his fingers twitched and Amon began to breathe. Raven in the meantime had sunk to the ground and was now barely supporting herself upright with the use of a nearby headstone. Amon sat up gingerly and looked around. Almost imminently he saw Raven. "What's going on?" He demanded.
"You should go to Robin. She'll want to see you." Raven insisted weakly.
"What about you, you look horrible."
"It's too late. I'll be gone soon. I traded my life for yours."
"What do you mean?"
"My life would be over soon anyway. My own powers would have ripped me apart not even the Anti-Orbo could change that. So I gave my life to you. May you make good of it, for, for her sake . . ." Raven explained.
"Th-th-thank-you." Amon stammered not sure how to handle Raven's words.
He looked bewildered and humbled by such a gift. He stared at her like he expected her to take it back or laugh and say this was all some cruel joke. Raven however, wasn't laughing. She was actually getting weaker and weaker by the second and Amon knew she wasn't long for this world. "Are you sure there's nothing I can do for you." Amon asked.
"No not really. All I need is some comfort as I pass on. Would you just stay here a few minutes and keep me company until I go? "
"Sure." Amon he said.
He said down by Raven and held her hand trying to make her warm. She soon was unable to even sit up and he had to help her lie down. "One last thing . . . my vespa . . . promise me you'll use it go to Robin after I'm gone . . ." Raven implored as she pressed her key into his hand. .
"Of course."
Slowly her breathing became ragged and her hands became ice cold. With a sigh she breathed her last breath with a small smile on her lips. Amon buried her under where his grave had been and changed the head stone to fit her: Raven, 1994-2010, a loyal friend and comrade. She will be missed by all who knew her.
Amon took the key out of his trench coat pocket and headed out to the street. He located the vespa quickly and climbed on. Amon put the key in starting the vespa and rode off down the road.
Michael pulled up into the drive way of Robin's apartment. He looked over at his passenger who was sound asleep in the passenger seat. He felt bad waking Robin up but he wasn't strong enough to carry her in. She stumbled up the stairs and into her apartment drowsily and went right into bed. Michael carried Irena in behind her and put her in bed as well. As he went to leave a familiar dark silhouette was standing in the door way. "Hello, Amon." Said Michael, "Robin's asleep in the back room."
Well, that it folks! This story is offically over! Cheer! Thank-you to everyone who read and reviewed this stuuf I appriciates it. I guess I see you all around!
Amon: You still suck!
Me: What? You didn't like the ending?
Amon: Not one bit. it was too sappy and setimental.
Me: Well once again your problem not mine.
Amon: Fine the let me do this! pulls out orbo gun
Bang! Bang!
Me: x.x
Amon: Yes! She's gone at last!
Suddenly a giant pen appears out of nowhere and scribbles all over Amon. Eveil laughter can be heard as pen dissapears.
Amon: x.x
