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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
Praise from the Author
Those of you who have reviewed or otherwise contacted me I want to thank you,
You guys are awesome with your kind words, and your diligent efforts to keep
me motivated. You are so awesome.
I also want to thank Paranoid, you’ve helped me see things from a different perspective in my writing,it’s made a world of difference. Thanks....
BTW : WIERDO....you owe me for a new hardhat!! LOL...I’ll leave ya with one hell of a cliffy if you don’t stop hurlin them rocks.
Alright now....chapter 9 coming through....
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CHAPTER 9
Amon stood inches from the door leading to Robins bom. om. What was he going to say? He’d never really thought about having what he would consider a ‘heart to heart’ with her. They had always just had this ‘follow the leader’ system going between them....deciding to proceed with caution he lightly knocked on the door. “Yes?” was her quiet reply. He turned the knob and entered. She was propped up against the headboard with her nose stuck in a book. He wasn’t sure what the title was but he knew it was one of the classics. It came from Marie’s and that’s all she had in her library. He moved to the end of the bed. She never lifted her gaze. He cleared his throat slightly to gain her attention.
“You wanted something?” She asked finally setting the book aside. Her gaze locked with his. He seemed frustrated, or ill at ease. The look he held in his grey orbs was one she hadn’t been able to read before. She had no idea where his mind was at. But she waited patiently....as she always did when it was apparent he had something to say. But this time he seemed uncomfortable saying it. Suddenly she feared his next words would be ‘STN found us’ and with it fear crep fro from the pit of her stomach.
“Wouldn’t you prefer to read by the fire?” He asked, silently wondering why he didn’t practice ttalktalk before actually having it. She searched his features, trying to gather what she could. She had to wonder ‘where was Amon, and who was this imposter’ Since when did he care where she read, as long as she was out of his way shouldn’t that be all that mattered?
“It seemed as if you might need personal time so I thought here would be a good place to rest till I went to bed” she finally told him. She hadn’t expected a reply other than his exit from the room. But what he did next shocked her. He moved closer to her, sitting mere inches from her on the bedside. Then he spoke...”would you like a cup of coffee?” He refused to look at her. He knew his words, his request if you could call it that was shocking. Hell it shocked him coming from his own mouth. “That would be nice” she answered. Her face hid well the shock that lay underneath. Was he actually WANTING to spend time with her? She found herself wondering just exactly DID happen the previous night.
He rose to his feet, allowing her to exit the bed herself. He’d already begun the coffee when she finally entered the living room. Her robe wrapped tightly around her she curled up on the couch while she waited. She glanced in his direction. Only to find him looking at her. She felt a slight blush begin to creep up her neck and face...she quickly turned away to avoid him seeing this. She’d tried desperately to hide herectiections from him. Somehow she had a feeling she’d failed miserably yet she would not be blatant about it.....she wanted to show him she was not a little girl. His voice broke her train of thought.
“Robin, is there something bothering you?” He asked....she turned to answer and noticed he was closing the gap between them. Suddenly dropping to sit beside her on the couch.
“Um..no, I just..you seemed upset or tense, that’s all” she stated nervously....his proximity was un-nerving. The air around them, between them....was filled with something akin to electricity. Suddenly she remembered the kiss the day before. She remembered the look in his eyes. Another blush rose, as she silently screamed at her body for betraying her. She caught the puzzled look on his face. ‘He thinks I’m some shy little girl in need of a babysitter’
Amon watched the emotions flicker across her face. He could almost read her like a book. Yet he never quite understood her. He saw the blush rise and wondered how she could blush to fiercely just being near him like this when he’d held her, laid beside her when she had her nightmares. ‘The kiss’ it had dawned on him, that fateful kiss the morning before. She had read to much into it....or had she. Did HE even know what it was he meant. This little witch had him so damn confused it was infuriating him. One minute he wanted to take her passionately and show her the peaks of ecstacy the next he wanted to send her out to play in the yard. However he knew she wasn’t a little girl. She was trapped in a body far younger than her soul. On some levels she was more mature than he. He’d seen it from the beginning. Hearing the coffee pot signal it’s completion of the brew he carried himself to the kitchen. He prepared two cups for them and brought them to the living room. She took hers with a smile and soft thank you.
“Robin do you fear me?” He asked as he sipped the steaming brew
“No, is there a reason I should?” casting a question back to him
“How could you not?” He watched her expression change from interest to pure confusion. It wrenched his heart. He’d tried to kill her not once, but three times. Yet she trusted him with her safety. HE didn’t know why he continuously betrayed the organization and botched the hits. At the apartment he’d intentionally shot Touko so the barrier could be broken and she would have a chance to defend herself. He felt helpless when faced off with the earth craft user on the final assassination attempt. It angered him as he watched throuis nis night vision goggles that the old insufferable jackass had trapped her in the circle. In that moment he was frightened for her safety. He watched the fool wrap his hands around her throat. He felt fear that night for the first time since his mother was killed. That was when it was all completely clear to him. Robin was not just his ward, or his partner, she was so much more than that to him. Yet she was untouchable. And he knew she was to young to understand his emotions.
“I on more than one occasion have tried to execute you, but you still trust...I do not understand you Robin Sena” he finally stated.
“Amon, you were forced by a hand of malicious natured people, they judged me for what they ‘thought’ I was....you know what and who I am, this is why I trust you....completely” she told him.
His eyes widened briefly....before he forced his cool natured mask back into place. “I’m glad” is all he said, ending that line of discussion.
“Have you heard anything from Nagira” she finally asked....wondering how long he would keep the ‘seed’ information to himself. She would not be disappointed.
“Yes, apparently there is a seed somewhere that’s the Witches Adam” he watched her intently as he told her this.
“Witches Adam?” She asked blankly....holding that ‘unknowing’ expression to hide her previous knowledge. It was not that she didn’t trust him, she trusted him completely yet he did like all people tend to think certain things were not important unless you had all the facts. For some infuriating reason he’d not yet figured out that she was sometimes quite efficient at putting together missing pieces of the puzzle. THAT alone was nerve racking.
“Yes, he is the Adam, you are the EVE, I wonder if they had intended for the two of you to repopulate the world with witches” he asked, almost sarcastically. The effect was the opposite....he spared a glance at Robin and wound up staring....the blush and embarrassment that rose to her face was shocking.
“I will not have someone tell me who I should be with, I will be with someone I love, as for populating the world I am not canine I will not be having litters of puppies, babies, or otherwise” her voice adamant. He snorted lightly...her words humored him but somehow managed to lighten his heart. Since the first email he’d been somewhat concerned about whether or not it was some pre-destined karma that she and this Adam were to be married,and have their own lives....well as much of a life as a witch could have. And for her and the Adam it would be even more demented and dangerous. He didn’t’ want that for Robin. He wanted her to enjoy her children, laugh, celebrate the memories of their birth without having to worry about their future, and whether they two would be hunted. He secretly wondered if it would be possible for the two of them to share that kind of existence.
She quietly continued her coffee. Wondering what possessed Amon to pull her out of her bedroom for coffee and small talk.....REAL small talk but for Amon it was a step in the right direction. Did he want her opinion of the Adam, or was he still holding back something she should know?
“Amon, do you think about the future?” She asked
“I guess we all do, why?”
“Just wondering....that all” she muttered
“I wonder sometimes” he stated...Robin wonder if his tone was an indication of him thinking about that very thing at this moment. (She’s dense)
“Robin, what do you want in life?” He asked her, locking his eyes with hers
“I guess what all girls do, husband, children, celebrate birthdays, and holidays...a comfortable existence without overdoing it” she told him
“Have you ever loved someone Amon” she went on to ask him
“Yes” his simple answer came quickly....
“Did she love you back?” she asked
“I don’t know, I haven’t asked” he told her....then he rose to his feet....and left her sitting to ponder over his answer. The first though was of Touko. Did he love her? Was there someone else he had kept hidden....he had prided hlf olf on keeping his personal under lock and key. Often Doijima and Sakaki joked that he slept in a coffin and had a thumping gizzard for a heart. But Robin knew there was more to the man they had ridiculed and teased.....MUCH more. Even if they didn’t see it. But moments like this left her high and dry for an explication to his actions. He’d dismissed her once again....she decided it was time to retreat back to her cocoon and rest.
Amon shut his door, welcoming the darkness of his room. He plopped into his bed without touching a light. He lay there thinking about what he’d just told her. He’d spoken from the heart....admitted something to her that he’d not even admitted to himself. He was certain she hadn’t picked up on his slip. ‘Why did I say that?’ He screamed at himself mentally. He pulled the pillow over his head and moaned loudly. He knew what lay ahead for him this night....the same as all the other nights.....it was taking over his mind. Those damn dreams. The ones that rack his brain, and leave him shattered when morning light breaks. Even the alcoholic stupor he was in the other night did nothing to squelch them. Only to dull the effects of them. He couldn’t even go through with being with another woman, she’d already taken that ability away from him. Was he to remain celibate for the remainder of his days? No man could live through that.....unless it was a man who had never experienced it to begin with. And he was NOT that man. He was however a man that desired a certain virgin. ‘Dirty ass old man’ he reprimanded himself.
Both occupants of the cottage drifted to sleep that night with heavy thoughts on their minds. Robin had nightmares of Amon abandoning her for another when this was all over....Amon’s dreams were just the opposite. Neither knew what the other felt, neither brave enough to confront that demon. Both longing....both lost.....both needing a swift kiss in the ass!
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“You have got to be kidding me?...are you certain? Dammit....get me all the documented proof immediately....yes, I’ll be waiting for your call” Nagira hung up the phone. His contacts had finally come through but this news was not at all what he’d expected. This would definitely blow the roof off things. “Damn I need a drink” he muttered, before heading out the door.
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Sorry, short and to the point.....building up to something here.....
PUT THE ROCKS DOWN!! *no insurance here people* lol
Praise from the Author
Those of you who have reviewed or otherwise contacted me I want to thank you,
You guys are awesome with your kind words, and your diligent efforts to keep
me motivated. You are so awesome.
I also want to thank Paranoid, you’ve helped me see things from a different perspective in my writing,it’s made a world of difference. Thanks....
BTW : WIERDO....you owe me for a new hardhat!! LOL...I’ll leave ya with one hell of a cliffy if you don’t stop hurlin them rocks.
Alright now....chapter 9 coming through....
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CHAPTER 9
Amon stood inches from the door leading to Robins bom. om. What was he going to say? He’d never really thought about having what he would consider a ‘heart to heart’ with her. They had always just had this ‘follow the leader’ system going between them....deciding to proceed with caution he lightly knocked on the door. “Yes?” was her quiet reply. He turned the knob and entered. She was propped up against the headboard with her nose stuck in a book. He wasn’t sure what the title was but he knew it was one of the classics. It came from Marie’s and that’s all she had in her library. He moved to the end of the bed. She never lifted her gaze. He cleared his throat slightly to gain her attention.
“You wanted something?” She asked finally setting the book aside. Her gaze locked with his. He seemed frustrated, or ill at ease. The look he held in his grey orbs was one she hadn’t been able to read before. She had no idea where his mind was at. But she waited patiently....as she always did when it was apparent he had something to say. But this time he seemed uncomfortable saying it. Suddenly she feared his next words would be ‘STN found us’ and with it fear crep fro from the pit of her stomach.
“Wouldn’t you prefer to read by the fire?” He asked, silently wondering why he didn’t practice ttalktalk before actually having it. She searched his features, trying to gather what she could. She had to wonder ‘where was Amon, and who was this imposter’ Since when did he care where she read, as long as she was out of his way shouldn’t that be all that mattered?
“It seemed as if you might need personal time so I thought here would be a good place to rest till I went to bed” she finally told him. She hadn’t expected a reply other than his exit from the room. But what he did next shocked her. He moved closer to her, sitting mere inches from her on the bedside. Then he spoke...”would you like a cup of coffee?” He refused to look at her. He knew his words, his request if you could call it that was shocking. Hell it shocked him coming from his own mouth. “That would be nice” she answered. Her face hid well the shock that lay underneath. Was he actually WANTING to spend time with her? She found herself wondering just exactly DID happen the previous night.
He rose to his feet, allowing her to exit the bed herself. He’d already begun the coffee when she finally entered the living room. Her robe wrapped tightly around her she curled up on the couch while she waited. She glanced in his direction. Only to find him looking at her. She felt a slight blush begin to creep up her neck and face...she quickly turned away to avoid him seeing this. She’d tried desperately to hide herectiections from him. Somehow she had a feeling she’d failed miserably yet she would not be blatant about it.....she wanted to show him she was not a little girl. His voice broke her train of thought.
“Robin, is there something bothering you?” He asked....she turned to answer and noticed he was closing the gap between them. Suddenly dropping to sit beside her on the couch.
“Um..no, I just..you seemed upset or tense, that’s all” she stated nervously....his proximity was un-nerving. The air around them, between them....was filled with something akin to electricity. Suddenly she remembered the kiss the day before. She remembered the look in his eyes. Another blush rose, as she silently screamed at her body for betraying her. She caught the puzzled look on his face. ‘He thinks I’m some shy little girl in need of a babysitter’
Amon watched the emotions flicker across her face. He could almost read her like a book. Yet he never quite understood her. He saw the blush rise and wondered how she could blush to fiercely just being near him like this when he’d held her, laid beside her when she had her nightmares. ‘The kiss’ it had dawned on him, that fateful kiss the morning before. She had read to much into it....or had she. Did HE even know what it was he meant. This little witch had him so damn confused it was infuriating him. One minute he wanted to take her passionately and show her the peaks of ecstacy the next he wanted to send her out to play in the yard. However he knew she wasn’t a little girl. She was trapped in a body far younger than her soul. On some levels she was more mature than he. He’d seen it from the beginning. Hearing the coffee pot signal it’s completion of the brew he carried himself to the kitchen. He prepared two cups for them and brought them to the living room. She took hers with a smile and soft thank you.
“Robin do you fear me?” He asked as he sipped the steaming brew
“No, is there a reason I should?” casting a question back to him
“How could you not?” He watched her expression change from interest to pure confusion. It wrenched his heart. He’d tried to kill her not once, but three times. Yet she trusted him with her safety. HE didn’t know why he continuously betrayed the organization and botched the hits. At the apartment he’d intentionally shot Touko so the barrier could be broken and she would have a chance to defend herself. He felt helpless when faced off with the earth craft user on the final assassination attempt. It angered him as he watched throuis nis night vision goggles that the old insufferable jackass had trapped her in the circle. In that moment he was frightened for her safety. He watched the fool wrap his hands around her throat. He felt fear that night for the first time since his mother was killed. That was when it was all completely clear to him. Robin was not just his ward, or his partner, she was so much more than that to him. Yet she was untouchable. And he knew she was to young to understand his emotions.
“I on more than one occasion have tried to execute you, but you still trust...I do not understand you Robin Sena” he finally stated.
“Amon, you were forced by a hand of malicious natured people, they judged me for what they ‘thought’ I was....you know what and who I am, this is why I trust you....completely” she told him.
His eyes widened briefly....before he forced his cool natured mask back into place. “I’m glad” is all he said, ending that line of discussion.
“Have you heard anything from Nagira” she finally asked....wondering how long he would keep the ‘seed’ information to himself. She would not be disappointed.
“Yes, apparently there is a seed somewhere that’s the Witches Adam” he watched her intently as he told her this.
“Witches Adam?” She asked blankly....holding that ‘unknowing’ expression to hide her previous knowledge. It was not that she didn’t trust him, she trusted him completely yet he did like all people tend to think certain things were not important unless you had all the facts. For some infuriating reason he’d not yet figured out that she was sometimes quite efficient at putting together missing pieces of the puzzle. THAT alone was nerve racking.
“Yes, he is the Adam, you are the EVE, I wonder if they had intended for the two of you to repopulate the world with witches” he asked, almost sarcastically. The effect was the opposite....he spared a glance at Robin and wound up staring....the blush and embarrassment that rose to her face was shocking.
“I will not have someone tell me who I should be with, I will be with someone I love, as for populating the world I am not canine I will not be having litters of puppies, babies, or otherwise” her voice adamant. He snorted lightly...her words humored him but somehow managed to lighten his heart. Since the first email he’d been somewhat concerned about whether or not it was some pre-destined karma that she and this Adam were to be married,and have their own lives....well as much of a life as a witch could have. And for her and the Adam it would be even more demented and dangerous. He didn’t’ want that for Robin. He wanted her to enjoy her children, laugh, celebrate the memories of their birth without having to worry about their future, and whether they two would be hunted. He secretly wondered if it would be possible for the two of them to share that kind of existence.
She quietly continued her coffee. Wondering what possessed Amon to pull her out of her bedroom for coffee and small talk.....REAL small talk but for Amon it was a step in the right direction. Did he want her opinion of the Adam, or was he still holding back something she should know?
“Amon, do you think about the future?” She asked
“I guess we all do, why?”
“Just wondering....that all” she muttered
“I wonder sometimes” he stated...Robin wonder if his tone was an indication of him thinking about that very thing at this moment. (She’s dense)
“Robin, what do you want in life?” He asked her, locking his eyes with hers
“I guess what all girls do, husband, children, celebrate birthdays, and holidays...a comfortable existence without overdoing it” she told him
“Have you ever loved someone Amon” she went on to ask him
“Yes” his simple answer came quickly....
“Did she love you back?” she asked
“I don’t know, I haven’t asked” he told her....then he rose to his feet....and left her sitting to ponder over his answer. The first though was of Touko. Did he love her? Was there someone else he had kept hidden....he had prided hlf olf on keeping his personal under lock and key. Often Doijima and Sakaki joked that he slept in a coffin and had a thumping gizzard for a heart. But Robin knew there was more to the man they had ridiculed and teased.....MUCH more. Even if they didn’t see it. But moments like this left her high and dry for an explication to his actions. He’d dismissed her once again....she decided it was time to retreat back to her cocoon and rest.
Amon shut his door, welcoming the darkness of his room. He plopped into his bed without touching a light. He lay there thinking about what he’d just told her. He’d spoken from the heart....admitted something to her that he’d not even admitted to himself. He was certain she hadn’t picked up on his slip. ‘Why did I say that?’ He screamed at himself mentally. He pulled the pillow over his head and moaned loudly. He knew what lay ahead for him this night....the same as all the other nights.....it was taking over his mind. Those damn dreams. The ones that rack his brain, and leave him shattered when morning light breaks. Even the alcoholic stupor he was in the other night did nothing to squelch them. Only to dull the effects of them. He couldn’t even go through with being with another woman, she’d already taken that ability away from him. Was he to remain celibate for the remainder of his days? No man could live through that.....unless it was a man who had never experienced it to begin with. And he was NOT that man. He was however a man that desired a certain virgin. ‘Dirty ass old man’ he reprimanded himself.
Both occupants of the cottage drifted to sleep that night with heavy thoughts on their minds. Robin had nightmares of Amon abandoning her for another when this was all over....Amon’s dreams were just the opposite. Neither knew what the other felt, neither brave enough to confront that demon. Both longing....both lost.....both needing a swift kiss in the ass!
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“You have got to be kidding me?...are you certain? Dammit....get me all the documented proof immediately....yes, I’ll be waiting for your call” Nagira hung up the phone. His contacts had finally come through but this news was not at all what he’d expected. This would definitely blow the roof off things. “Damn I need a drink” he muttered, before heading out the door.
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Sorry, short and to the point.....building up to something here.....
PUT THE ROCKS DOWN!! *no insurance here people* lol