Chapter Four – Missing

Sakaki and Miho were just behind the corner as Amon watched the witch down below. The witch had no idea she was about to captured, about to be shot without anymore hesitation. He wrapped his hands around the butt of the gun, his finger quivering to pull that steel trigger to unleash a horde of hell upon this witch that had caused so much pain. He looked behind him and his eyes widened. "Shit." He cursed, though quietly. Robin wasn't there.

He looked back down to the witch and she was gone! "Fuck!" He yelled; she was running now. He ran from his position as fast as he possibly could and pulled the gun up and fired four shots. He gave a sigh and let the gun drop to his side as the witch dropped right in front of Miho and Sakaki.

"That was Robin." Miho said, her eyes widening as she ran passed both Sakaki and Amon. Her heart was pounding, many thoughts were racing through her head. What if there was another witch? What if she was hurt? What if…? What if…?

Amon and Sakaki weren't following too far behind, similar thoughts racing through their mind. "I thought she was behind you, Amon!" She yelled, running through the many alleyways trying to find any trace of the 17 year old girl. "ROBIN?" She screamed. "ROBIN?"

Amon closed his eyes; pain was clearly visible by his facial expressions. Something had happened, and again, it was his fault. He wasn't there to protect her. He was too caught up in finding this witch that he had lost the only thing that was precious to him. He ran towards the car, hoping that Miho and Sakaki would follow but he would not wait if he didn't. He threw himself into the car and tossed it into gear with haste.

"Where could she be?" Miho asked with desperation and fear violently choking her voice.

"I don't know." He said while turning the wheel hard feeling the back wheels of the car slid to the side. His eyes scanned the streets, the people, the faces. She had to be here. Somewhere. She had to be! He hated himself; he had failed her twice now, twice. His fingers gripped the steering wheel with anger letting his knuckles grow a bright, pearly white.

Miho looked over to him. "We'll fine her." She said. "We will."

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Tears ran down her cheeks as she ran through the darkness. Her body was damp and sore with the constant throb of both madness and physical pain. It seemed as if each time her heart beat, a flood of pain swam through her. The black fabric of her dress clung to her like glue and it was so damn heavy. God, so heavy.

She could still hear that voice in her head – over and over and over again and she couldn't take it anymore; she didn't want to. It was like he was surrounding her and taking her soul away again. She couldn't escape him and she would never be able to escape him.

Trick or treat. Smell my feet, give me something good to eat. It played like a broken record in her head. That voice, that tone was getting louder and louder; echoing and echoing.

"Leave me alone!" She yelled out, covering her ears trying to force it out. "LEAVE ME ALONE!" She screamed. She hit the floor with a wet thump as she slowly closed her eyes. She didn't want to open her eyes; she could feel someone looking down on her and she had a feeling on who it was. "Leave… me alone.." Her voice was small and quiet, barely hearable.

The dark figure just laughed. "Please." She said, tightening her eyes shut pulling her knees to her chest. She rocked back and forth holding herself. "Please, God.

The figures laughter resonated through her mind. When it had finally faded away, she opened her eyes and realized that it was just a dream. Just like the one from before. It seemed so real, but it couldn't happen. Could it? She continued to rock back and forth, sobbing as silently as she possibly could. She didn't want him to come back, no, never.

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Amon sighed as he drove into the garage. His eyes were on the brink of welling up with tears, but he hid it well. He settled with silence, leaning back into the driver's seat. "What are we going to do now?" He asked with sorrow in his voice. "We couldn't find her. She's out there. Alone." And it's my fault. He closed his eyes. He threw the car door open and slammed it shut while he walked back into the building.

Miho looked back to Sakaki with an apprehensive stare. She said nothing for a few moments. "I don't know, Sakaki. Why would she just wander off? It's not like her. She's gone, but she couldn't have gotten far."

Sakaki shook his head. "I don't know either." He sighed heavily as he stepped from the car. "I'll go check at the hospitals and run over the city again. You go check at the train stations, bus stations, things like that. I don't know if she just wanted to get away, or if.." He sighed. "Or if something happened to her." He looked away from Miho, his dark hair covering the concern in his eyes. God, he hoped nothing happened. Not again. Amon would not be able to survive if something happened; and all of them knew that.

He walked over towards his bike and placed the helmet on his head. He looked up to see Robin's bike and sighed. "Hurry, Miho. We need to find her." He turned the key to the ignition and backed out of the garage. "Hurry!" He called back, pulling his legs up and racing off into the wet night.

Miho nodded and grabbed the car keys from her pocket. She ran towards the car, turned the ignition and raced off. Sakaki's words stuck with her. Hurry. Her tires screamed as the car jumped from park and out of the garage as well.