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Adult +
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87
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The Prophecy
DISCLAIMER : I do not now nor have I ever had ownership of the Witch Hunter Robin characters or original story idea. The chapters written here however are mine, please do not reproduce
Her Hell
Chapter : 21
The Prophecy
The following day Amon put his mind to work trying to figure out what it was about this place that seemed so out of place. He\'d begun to realize there was an underlying power here. Something he could not explain, however his intuitions were screaming that Robin knew more and felt more than she was allowing him to know.
Glancing around he caught sight of her, standing with Kira. Kira was another mystery he intended to solve. She reads his emotions towards Robin like a book, he\'d never admit it openly though, and Kira knew that. However there was yet another mystery here. That old isolated shack on the edges of the clearing. There were select few that entered. And as yet he\'d not seen the inhabitants face. The thoughts of it being storage of some sort were quickly erased when he\'d seen food carried inside only to have empty plates retrieved.
Odd as this little \'village\' was, they treated Robin and he well. Even with that, the longer they remained here, the more on edge he became. It had been months now since their arrival and he\'d yet to figure out how to contact Niagra. Even Robin as of late has become unsettled with not knowing what awaited them. The fitful dreams the young girl had only added to that. Robin had begun to believe they were not nightmares but clues to her past perhaps. Amon did the only thing he knew to do, he comforted her when she awoke shaken and upset.
Robin\'s approach broke him out of his musings. \"They will be bringing dinner shortly, I\'m going inside now\" she answered his questioning eyes.
Silently they waited for the young girl who usually brought their dinner. When the knock came on their cabin door they were both startled to see Kira there. In hand she held their dinner plates. They both instantly knew that this was not a social call.
\"Please, have your dinner, I\'ll explain after your finished\" she supplied, sitting down on the other side of the room as she waited.
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Across camp aged eyes focused blankly into the fire of the candle before him. A mumbled chant repeated on his lips. Quietly he spoke to the ancient spirits which held him to this plane. His whispers of the ancient tongue nearly silent under the crackle of energy that surrounded him.
His time had been served, tonight would reveal the closing sentiments of his journey, his purpose would be fullfilled.
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\"Explain\" Amon ordered the woman before them as he set his plate aside.
\"Straight to the point as always huh? Amon . . . the elder request your presence, consider it an honor and behave as such\" she explained as she stood, making her way towards the door she opened it while waiting for them to exit.
Sparing a glance towards Robin he saw a calm woman, however he knew she was apprehensive, he had grown to understand her underlying emotions in the time they had lived together as fugatives. Reaching out he softly touched her elbow in reassurance. He would not leave her side, now or ever.
As they approached the door, Kira held it open to allow them entry, instead of following she closed it behind them and remained outside. Once they turned to locate their summoner they saw the dark figure. Only his lower half was visible in the low light.
\"Sit\" he urged
Amon and Robin both took their seats, Amon making sure Robin stayed within easy reach. Neither uttering a word, silently waiting for the figure to tell them what it was he had to say.
\"Denial is a dangerous thing, it can destroy ones soul, and alter their destiny\" he stated bluntly, his face still hidden in the shadows. Without another word the flame of the candle errupted into a large ball of fire, in the center were random images of a small girl who soon was shown to be Robin, he was showing her the past, within moments they were shown images of a y oung boy, his journeys through life, as suspected those images soon shown to be Amon\'s past, the final image shocked them both, before them they saw themselves older, wiser, fighting side by side, both using elemental powers.
Amon instantly became angry, not only had his past been so ruthlessly thrust into his face, but now his fear of becoming what he had hunted all his life became fierce as he gazed at the image before him. He, and elemental user, a witch. Turning his eyes to peer at Robin he was met with a calm expression. She did not whither, or cringe, she simply absorbed the image before her, as though she were embracing it.
\"Your paths lie together, Amon you may choose to be her protector, yet your heart choses another path\" the old man spoke again as the fireball deminished into the candle returning to the low light it held previously.
\"Explain what you mean\" Amon demanded
\"You were meant to walk this path, you are the Adam to our Eve\"
\"What?!, I am a man, she is a child, I am her guardian to keep her from destroying herself or others, that is all\"
\"I can see your heart Adam, I know it better than you do yourself\" the aged voice replied \"I know the truth of your heart, yet you refuse to accept it, when the time comes that you embrace that truth, your journey will become at ease\" he went on to explain.
\"What do you wish to gain by these false allegations?\" Amon barked
\"I do not lie, I only wish to protect my family, and keep the blood lines complete\"
\"I am tired of the riddles, make things clear\"
\"Eve is of my line, the same blood that flows through my viens, fuels her own existance, I am but one of the few survivors of the trials, I am also the last of the Guardians of Hope\"
\"Guardians of Hope?\" this time it was Robin who spoke, just above a whisper
\"You are Hope, our Hope for release, freedom from being hunted and destroyed\" He told her
\"What if this is not what she wants, she should be allowed to choose her own path\" Amon asked
\"Neither of you have a choice, Eve must follow this path or she will die, you must follow this path to prevent her death\"
\"How will my following prevent her death\"
\"If she choses to ignore her destiny, she will be murdered by rouge witches that wish to consume her powers for their gain, your powers will guard her, enhance hers, your two forces together can save a world, or destroy it\"
Amon\'s mind was whirling, this was far beyond anything he\'d expected to hear when he was called to meet with the old man before him. He\'d ignored his feelings for this woman and was now being told he was supposed to give in to them, to add to that he\'s being told he must accept the powers he\'s fought to keep dormant all these years. His entire life was being turned upside down and twisted. This was absolutely insane.
He became painfully aware of Robin\'s silence. Wondering what was going through her mind. She was still such a tender young girl. Whether or not she had such power and strength was beside the point, her emotions, her heart were still so young and pure. How could she possibly be taking this overload of information.
\"I understand your distress Adam, however think these words over carefully, and do not deny the answer in your heart\" the old man broke the silence that had settled between the three figures.
\"My name is Amon, you know nothing of me, do not presume to much\" Amon growled, suddenly pushing himself upwards to stand. Turning to assist Robin to her feet he pulled her out the door.
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Grumbling to himself he pulled Robin to their cabin. He had alot to think about and figure out in his own time. Robin had become silent, more so than usual, that alone had him very uneasy.
Watching her go through her bedtime ritual he found himself thinking about the old mans words. \'Do not deny the answer in your heart\' He\'d admitted to himself he had feelings for the girl, he had held onto the excuse of her age to distance himself from the girl, could that be more important than saving her life? Even still is this something he could or would want? This life, this path was not something he had set out for. Yet here he was, alone, in a cabin in the woods with a girl who managed to stir within him emotions he\'d never felt before, and drive him to think about someone other than himself.
Robin began to settle herself into her small bed, finally finding her voice she spoke \"Amon, I am not sure what to think, or what do to, but I trust your decision\" with her final words spoken she turned on her side to sleep.
His gaze burned into her, she felt it, her nerves were bound and tight. Part of her hoped the prophecy was true, another part of her feared it. The concept of her being this EVE was mind boggling enough, to know that Amon was to walk with her on this path was exciting, yet scary. She wanted someone beside her that would love her, and give her strength, yet she knew Amon did not want to be there beside her in that way. She did want to help her people, and make things right in the world, she knew all to well witches weren\'t evil, there were those who found pleasure in causing others pain, but the vast majority of them only wished to live normal lives and be left in peace. Amon would never agree to walk that path, as he did not feel witches had that right.
\"We\'ll talk tomorrow Robin, get some sleep\" he told her before extinguishing the candle.
Together in the darkness two figures lay awake for hours before finally settling into sleep. Both lost in the thoughts of what could be . . . .
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A/N:
I cannot appologize enough for being late on the updates, I got seriously side tracked with other things, not to mention a major case of writters block, and then got hit with being sick. I cannot promise immediate updates but now that I have an idea of how I wanna go from here I might be getting a few chapters up soon. Those who keep checking, and looking for updates thank you for stickin with the story.
The romance between Amon and Robin will be coming into play in the next few chapters, so those of you who are dying for them to get on with it, your getting your wish :)
Her Hell
Chapter : 21
The Prophecy
The following day Amon put his mind to work trying to figure out what it was about this place that seemed so out of place. He\'d begun to realize there was an underlying power here. Something he could not explain, however his intuitions were screaming that Robin knew more and felt more than she was allowing him to know.
Glancing around he caught sight of her, standing with Kira. Kira was another mystery he intended to solve. She reads his emotions towards Robin like a book, he\'d never admit it openly though, and Kira knew that. However there was yet another mystery here. That old isolated shack on the edges of the clearing. There were select few that entered. And as yet he\'d not seen the inhabitants face. The thoughts of it being storage of some sort were quickly erased when he\'d seen food carried inside only to have empty plates retrieved.
Odd as this little \'village\' was, they treated Robin and he well. Even with that, the longer they remained here, the more on edge he became. It had been months now since their arrival and he\'d yet to figure out how to contact Niagra. Even Robin as of late has become unsettled with not knowing what awaited them. The fitful dreams the young girl had only added to that. Robin had begun to believe they were not nightmares but clues to her past perhaps. Amon did the only thing he knew to do, he comforted her when she awoke shaken and upset.
Robin\'s approach broke him out of his musings. \"They will be bringing dinner shortly, I\'m going inside now\" she answered his questioning eyes.
Silently they waited for the young girl who usually brought their dinner. When the knock came on their cabin door they were both startled to see Kira there. In hand she held their dinner plates. They both instantly knew that this was not a social call.
\"Please, have your dinner, I\'ll explain after your finished\" she supplied, sitting down on the other side of the room as she waited.
_________________________________________________________________________________________
Across camp aged eyes focused blankly into the fire of the candle before him. A mumbled chant repeated on his lips. Quietly he spoke to the ancient spirits which held him to this plane. His whispers of the ancient tongue nearly silent under the crackle of energy that surrounded him.
His time had been served, tonight would reveal the closing sentiments of his journey, his purpose would be fullfilled.
_________________________________________________________________________________________
\"Explain\" Amon ordered the woman before them as he set his plate aside.
\"Straight to the point as always huh? Amon . . . the elder request your presence, consider it an honor and behave as such\" she explained as she stood, making her way towards the door she opened it while waiting for them to exit.
Sparing a glance towards Robin he saw a calm woman, however he knew she was apprehensive, he had grown to understand her underlying emotions in the time they had lived together as fugatives. Reaching out he softly touched her elbow in reassurance. He would not leave her side, now or ever.
As they approached the door, Kira held it open to allow them entry, instead of following she closed it behind them and remained outside. Once they turned to locate their summoner they saw the dark figure. Only his lower half was visible in the low light.
\"Sit\" he urged
Amon and Robin both took their seats, Amon making sure Robin stayed within easy reach. Neither uttering a word, silently waiting for the figure to tell them what it was he had to say.
\"Denial is a dangerous thing, it can destroy ones soul, and alter their destiny\" he stated bluntly, his face still hidden in the shadows. Without another word the flame of the candle errupted into a large ball of fire, in the center were random images of a small girl who soon was shown to be Robin, he was showing her the past, within moments they were shown images of a y oung boy, his journeys through life, as suspected those images soon shown to be Amon\'s past, the final image shocked them both, before them they saw themselves older, wiser, fighting side by side, both using elemental powers.
Amon instantly became angry, not only had his past been so ruthlessly thrust into his face, but now his fear of becoming what he had hunted all his life became fierce as he gazed at the image before him. He, and elemental user, a witch. Turning his eyes to peer at Robin he was met with a calm expression. She did not whither, or cringe, she simply absorbed the image before her, as though she were embracing it.
\"Your paths lie together, Amon you may choose to be her protector, yet your heart choses another path\" the old man spoke again as the fireball deminished into the candle returning to the low light it held previously.
\"Explain what you mean\" Amon demanded
\"You were meant to walk this path, you are the Adam to our Eve\"
\"What?!, I am a man, she is a child, I am her guardian to keep her from destroying herself or others, that is all\"
\"I can see your heart Adam, I know it better than you do yourself\" the aged voice replied \"I know the truth of your heart, yet you refuse to accept it, when the time comes that you embrace that truth, your journey will become at ease\" he went on to explain.
\"What do you wish to gain by these false allegations?\" Amon barked
\"I do not lie, I only wish to protect my family, and keep the blood lines complete\"
\"I am tired of the riddles, make things clear\"
\"Eve is of my line, the same blood that flows through my viens, fuels her own existance, I am but one of the few survivors of the trials, I am also the last of the Guardians of Hope\"
\"Guardians of Hope?\" this time it was Robin who spoke, just above a whisper
\"You are Hope, our Hope for release, freedom from being hunted and destroyed\" He told her
\"What if this is not what she wants, she should be allowed to choose her own path\" Amon asked
\"Neither of you have a choice, Eve must follow this path or she will die, you must follow this path to prevent her death\"
\"How will my following prevent her death\"
\"If she choses to ignore her destiny, she will be murdered by rouge witches that wish to consume her powers for their gain, your powers will guard her, enhance hers, your two forces together can save a world, or destroy it\"
Amon\'s mind was whirling, this was far beyond anything he\'d expected to hear when he was called to meet with the old man before him. He\'d ignored his feelings for this woman and was now being told he was supposed to give in to them, to add to that he\'s being told he must accept the powers he\'s fought to keep dormant all these years. His entire life was being turned upside down and twisted. This was absolutely insane.
He became painfully aware of Robin\'s silence. Wondering what was going through her mind. She was still such a tender young girl. Whether or not she had such power and strength was beside the point, her emotions, her heart were still so young and pure. How could she possibly be taking this overload of information.
\"I understand your distress Adam, however think these words over carefully, and do not deny the answer in your heart\" the old man broke the silence that had settled between the three figures.
\"My name is Amon, you know nothing of me, do not presume to much\" Amon growled, suddenly pushing himself upwards to stand. Turning to assist Robin to her feet he pulled her out the door.
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Grumbling to himself he pulled Robin to their cabin. He had alot to think about and figure out in his own time. Robin had become silent, more so than usual, that alone had him very uneasy.
Watching her go through her bedtime ritual he found himself thinking about the old mans words. \'Do not deny the answer in your heart\' He\'d admitted to himself he had feelings for the girl, he had held onto the excuse of her age to distance himself from the girl, could that be more important than saving her life? Even still is this something he could or would want? This life, this path was not something he had set out for. Yet here he was, alone, in a cabin in the woods with a girl who managed to stir within him emotions he\'d never felt before, and drive him to think about someone other than himself.
Robin began to settle herself into her small bed, finally finding her voice she spoke \"Amon, I am not sure what to think, or what do to, but I trust your decision\" with her final words spoken she turned on her side to sleep.
His gaze burned into her, she felt it, her nerves were bound and tight. Part of her hoped the prophecy was true, another part of her feared it. The concept of her being this EVE was mind boggling enough, to know that Amon was to walk with her on this path was exciting, yet scary. She wanted someone beside her that would love her, and give her strength, yet she knew Amon did not want to be there beside her in that way. She did want to help her people, and make things right in the world, she knew all to well witches weren\'t evil, there were those who found pleasure in causing others pain, but the vast majority of them only wished to live normal lives and be left in peace. Amon would never agree to walk that path, as he did not feel witches had that right.
\"We\'ll talk tomorrow Robin, get some sleep\" he told her before extinguishing the candle.
Together in the darkness two figures lay awake for hours before finally settling into sleep. Both lost in the thoughts of what could be . . . .
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A/N:
I cannot appologize enough for being late on the updates, I got seriously side tracked with other things, not to mention a major case of writters block, and then got hit with being sick. I cannot promise immediate updates but now that I have an idea of how I wanna go from here I might be getting a few chapters up soon. Those who keep checking, and looking for updates thank you for stickin with the story.
The romance between Amon and Robin will be coming into play in the next few chapters, so those of you who are dying for them to get on with it, your getting your wish :)