Twists
"What are you babbling about Nagira" Amon said in a bland tone. He was far to caught up in his own thoughts and feelings to care about the ramblings of a burnt out lady's man and unfortunate older HALF brother.
Nagira grabbed Amon by the neck and pulled him out of the bed. Amon being younger and much stronger then him easily averted being slammed into the wall by a raging man.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?" Amon shouted
"ROBIN IS GONE AMON!" Nagira retorted
"What are you talking about she was just ... SHE'S GONE!" Amon finally realizing the severity of the situation
"I told you that you don't listen" he mumbled rather loudly
"Where'd she go?" Amon said almost in a haze
"WELL IF I KNEW I WOUL HAVE GONE TO GET HER BY NOW!" Nagira barked to his brother not realizing the question was a personal one that was supposed to be kept in his head.
"Lets move" Amon said in a sturdy I'm-in-control voice
"Where, how the hell do you expect us to find someone that knows Italy better then us?" Nagira said defeated tired and afraid for the young woman
"You're the one with all the 'contacts'" Amon said as they thundered down the stairs. Rain fell still and lighting danced in the sky. Damn Robin where did you go and why did you go...
Fog blanketed the town streets, mud was thick and deep only sounds were heard. An enigma passed the streets with such precision trailing the woman watching her stalking her waiting for the perfect moment and then...
It would all be over. A small chuckle escaped his lips the woman turned around but the shadow slipped into the mist. He decided to watch her for a few moments in the shadows in the darkness where soon she would be... an eerie quite filled the lane the fog blanketed the town streets, mud was thick and deep and only eyes watched...
Robin continued her way to the abbey. A small convent she used to visit when she was a child. She had remembered her way with the most accurate mentality. She was clear of all thoughts and since she was all alone no one to protect her anymore she would have to be on her highest guard. Robin memorized this technique from Amon while they were on the run. He had the most keen senses of when danger was near she'd always admired his strength... but now was a different situation all together.
She heard what sounded like a man chuckling and turned around to see if anyone was there. Robin caught the glimpse of the slinky figure fading into the shadows. All Robin did was turn her back around and started to hum, her pace didn't change neither did her posture. Even in the most dangerous situations she had learned to keep her cool never lose composure another tactic she had studied from Amon.
Her glasses were on and her mind was focused and clear she was prepared for attack. Then the fog lifted as if to show her something. A large puddle was in the center of the market place. Robin was on the decorative border that lined the square. She continued to walk the mist was completely gone her face was relaxed but her body was feeling every sense imaginable. She walked toward the puddle and stopped to study the reflection in front of her.
The water started to rise defying all laws of gravity. Robin stood there watching the water morph into a human form. She turned her back to the water nymph.
"He has taught you well I see" the figure spoke in a tone that she new so familiarly
"Who are you?" Robin questioned the figure
The figure chuckled "You worst nightmare heretic"
"HOW DARE YOU" she said in a loud whisper
"I can do what ever the hell I want" the figure said grinning from ear to ear
That voice that attitude all reminded her on someone ... AMON. Of course Amon wouldn't have been so brazen but the characteristics were uncanny.
"You have no right to accuse people of bein-"
"QUIET, my patients has worn thin of you. I warned you to stay away from my family, little girls that don't listen need to be taught a lesson" he said after so bluntly cutting Robin off.
"I am not a little girl, I've never seen you in my life, and I have never planned or wanted to hurt your family in anyway" she said calmly
"I do not even know who you are" she said finally
Another laugh escaped the man and the thud of thick soled boots was coming toward her.
"MY GOD" Robin said accidentally letting her thoughts spill into her mouth. The man with black hair and steel gray eyes wearing all black from head to toe was the older spiting image of the person she wanted to forget. The one she wanted to get away from.
"Looks like you've seen a ghost" the man said
"Well, since you insist I will introduce myself once again" he paused letting the words float about in the air.
He cleared his throat and roughly said:
"My name is Ryota and I am Amon's father" he said relishing in ever single syllable of his sentence.
"And you my little witch are soon to be dead" Ryota laughed hysterically. Letting the chill of the air and the words he spoke shake Robin to the core.
It was dark she smelled smoke cigarettes and whiskey. Her head throbbed and she lay on a concrete slab. The stale smell of blood her blood saturated the air. As much as she tried to she couldn't get up, she was far too weak from blood loss.
What happened ... Suddenly a blaze of flash backs started. She remembers the battle but couldn't remember his name but she remembered his power his might his anger.
Robin cried in agony she whole body shook from the memories. The feeling of being powerless the feeling of being nothing again was making the pain ten times as worse to bare.
It had been a few hours before she could move at all she calmed herself with meditation and prayer. She was able to stand up. Robin examined her self. Her dress was torn, ripped and battered, she had marks and gashes running rampant on her arms and legs.
She dug into her inside pocket of her dress and found the healing herbs she always cared with her right beside her rosary and glasses.
She ripped badly torn parts of her dress and started to clean her wounds. She had not cared to think of long she had been unconscious for but for the look of her wounds it had been for a few days.
It was a slow painful process and had taken her quite some time to complete them all. The concrete was no haven but it would have to suffice she needed rest and lots of time. She found a rotted out blanket in a corner of the room, her prison, her hell and drifted into a heavy sleep. Before she completely blacked out she remembered the only one that could save her know... "amon" she whispered before succumbing to the darkness that engulfed her.
1 day after she had awoken Ryota came to visit his capture. Before he killed her he planned to make her suffer. Laughing all the way down he spotted the heap in a corner in the fetal position still knocked out I see he thought to himself. Amon we will finally be able to be together as a family ... no one to interrupt ... no one to corrupt ... no witches to interfere with our happiness. He will be pleased at what I have done. He will love ME not that WITCH. Actually ... that gives me an idea. He watched her while he planned a twisted plot in his mind. Laughing all the way up the stairs at his ingenious plan, it's perfect he thought and laughed chaotically at his plot.
"I must write the invitation as soon as possible" he said out loud, sitting down at the table handwriting invitations to his party for two.
Amon You Are Cordially Invited:
Mela Blvd.
Niino Estates
Where You Will Partake Of Many Wonderfully
Home Made Dishes
7:30 – N/A
P.S – I Hope You Will Take My Offer
I Would Not Want You To Miss
The Lovely Entertainment They
Say She Sings Like A Robin
Ryota Niino Ltd
A/N - ok it has been an obsenly long and rediculous wait but it here the next chapter YAY! anyways i hope it will gladen u to know that chpater will be coming much faster now that schools done. Also i will be finishing up the story in the next 3-4 chapters so have fun review the stroy and much thanks to all who have already reviewed the story you ROC D ... now REVIEW!