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Chapter Seven - Acute fear

Pain was what Robin’s world was about when she regained consciousness. Her body felt like it was vibrating from the inside, and every single muscle she had was aching. She found that at least, she could breathe much easier. Taking that very satisfying deep breath in, she gathered her full faculties.

She became aware that her hands were bound behind herself, and her legs were lashed together with very bright yellow rope. Looking around herself, it seemed like she was in the belly hold of some sort of boat or ship. She was unsure of where she was being taken, but with the sounds of the boat engines working hard and the rocking motion of the craft said they had already sailed off, she was sure that they were on their way.

In looking around, it became very clear that Amon was not here with her. Her heart sank a little, as the possibility of these people might have killed the tall man when they had captured her, was a possibility. She felt a tear coming to her eye, as she thought of that fact being true. After thinking he had been dead for six months, then he appearing out of nowhere then being killed, she found that very crushing.

Robin knew that she needed to get herself out of this now, knowing the man probably died trying to save her. Fighting back her fears, she began to think of ways to extract herself from her bindings.

She started testing the bonds that held her with varying degrees of struggling, and found that they were tied tightly. Whoever tide her up, really had did it well. She frowned, as there was not even a small amount of give in the ropes whatsoever.

She looked at the bonds on her feet, and got ready to merely burn them off her ankles. To her surprise and horror, no flames or even a wisp of smoke leapt from the ropes. She tried a second time, and the same results came. She had used her powers to try and protect herself in the Textile factory when the three figures appeared in the office, she remembered, but now she had none.

Robin looked down at herself and found and saw that tied tightly to her chest, was a egg shaped glass container, with green liquid bubbling inside it. She knew right off what it was... ORBO.

She knew that the ORBO was the reason behind her inability to conjure up flames, but the question was how was it doing that. It usually protected the person from witches powers, except when the ORBO is shot into someone. This ORBO was different, as it seemed it negated her powers outright.

A figure suddenly appeared beside her from seemingly nowhere. She looked up, and a man dress in a robe and cowl stood there. She felt cold tendrils snake through her entire body, as the person seemed to be staring at her.

The person pulled the hood away from its face, and a young man with very short cropped hair was the one who stood there, a tattoo of a full moon draped in light clouds was on his left cheek.
“ Ahh, Miss Sena...” He said with a lecherous smirk towards Robin as he stood looking down at her as she sat on the floor. “ So nice to see that you have awoken finally.”

Robin scowled at the man, feeling for the first time the rush of total anger, mixed with the fear that flooded her.
“ Why have you taken me hostage like this?” She spat very loudly, glaring at the man in an attempt of showing no fear towards him. “ Your probably working for SOLOMON, aren’t you?”

The man surprised Robin, as he began to laugh with a coldness that chilled her to the bone. He glared at her with dark black colored eyes, ones that seemed to bore themselves right into her soul.
“ Working for SOLOMON?” He bellowed with mirth, crossing his arms over his chest. “ Those simpletons still think we are helping them capture witches like you.” He chuckled with venom, and knelt down to stare into her face. “ You are destined to be far, far more for us than to them, Little Miss Sena. To be turned over to those self-pious oafs, would be a stupid one indeed.”

Robin looked at the man, and got a shiver up her spine, as his words seemed most evil in intent. She flinched a little, unable to stop herself from doing so.
“ Then... why?” She asked, choking out the words the best that she could.
“ You have a special place with the Collective-moon.” He smirked, reaching out his hand to touch her cheek, from which she shrank away from with a shiver. “ You are the ‘Eve of witches’, as you already well know of, therefore... I will just say that you are crucial to our needs.”

Robin went to ask the reasons that the Collective-Moon wanted her, but a deep fear had solidly gripped her. It was a fear that she had never experienced in her life. She looked at her captor and wished she had her powers right then, but when she tried once more out of desperation, nothing came about once again.

He saw the hatred tinged with fear settling in the girl’s face. He laughed louder again, that sending even more shivers through the young craft-girl.
“ Our ORBO had rendered you helpless, as you can see, little lady. Quite an advancement from the formulation you used in the STN-J, yes?” He began boasting loudly, staring her right in the eyes with a cold smile painted on his face. “ You will know soon enough just what your destiny is to be with us, but I will let that be a surprise for you. Call it a sort of a present, I might have to say.”

All the girl could do was simply stared at the man, wondering just what he meant by his words. She could not even speak now, as she felt the clammy hand of foreboding clutching at her soul. His laugh and stares were like daggers into her heart, and she almost felt the clammy grip of death on ever word he spoke. Evil was alive and in the form of a man, the man with a tattooed face.

The man took out a small ball type of object from the pocket of his dark robes, and placed it beside her on the floor. He looked at the girl and smiled with a smugness as he stood up to loom over her for a moment.
“ For now, we must keep you from doing anything stupid and hurting yourself while we transport you.” He said, turning away. “ You are simply way too important to us for you to be doing that to yourself.”

The man then said nothing more and walked off, disappearing around a corner. She tried struggling against the ropes once more, then stopped when she heard a door close and a deadbolt lock sliding shut with a loud clacking noise. A very eerie silence fell, as she could not even hear the footsteps of the man walking away.

Now alone in the room she was being held in, Robin looked down at the strange object on the floor beside her. She looked at the small round object, trying to figure out just what it was, and why the man had left it with his parting words..

As Robin pondered on the object’s use, the little sphere broke open all by itself, and a greyish mist started to pour out of it in great amounts. The mist soon had developed into a huge cloud that surrounded her in just a few heartbeats. She tried to turn her head away from the gas, so as to protect herself from whatever it was, but it was futile as it started to fully encased her in it’s gaseous grip.

The mist quickly wafting to her nose, she suddenly smelled a very sickly sweet smell, and her head began to spin, but she was not feeling the sharp stings of being hit by electricity this time around. She tried to hold her breath more, as she had instantly recognized the smell from when they had captured her at the Textile factory, but she felt herself first tilting, then falling over onto her side unable to stop herself.. She knew at that point, she had breathed too much of the cloud in.

She fought hard to try and keep her wits about her and fight off the effects of whatever it was, but as quickly as last time the blackness started to engulfed her, and her mind clouded into darkness. She shook her head a little to try to clear, but she could feel herself slipping into the darkness, and was unable to stop it.

With her last conscious act, in her desperation, she spoke out in a prayer with her last wakened breath.
“ Amon!” she cried out. “ Please don’t be dead!”

The darkness took her completely.