To kill a mocking bird-er-Robin
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Adult +
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2
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To kill a mocking bird-er-Robin
Disclaimer: I own Seika, and the ideas in this fic, but not WHR or any of it\'s characters.
Just To Let You Know: I switch POV\'s ALOT in this fic!!!
To kill a Mocking bird-er-Robin
Seika\'s P.O.V.
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If it weren\'t for yesterday, I\'d say that it seems like a pretty normal day at the STN-J; Sakaki is on a hunt, Micheal\'s doing some research, Doujima hasn\'t shown up yet, Miho\'s scouting an office building, and Amon & I are awaiting orders. Robin hasn\'t shown up yet. Amon thinks she ran off, if she did, I wish her only a safe journey, and to return someday soon.
\"Seika?\" Michael interrupted my train of thought.
\"Yes, what is it?\" I approached his desk.
\"I like you to do me a favor and check out this address for me.\" He handed me a small piece of paper with address written on it.
\"Sure thing, Michael!\" I headed out the door.
\"Where are you going?\" Amon looked up from his book, \'The Tales and Poems of Edgar Allan Poe\' and asked.
\"Just doing some digging, care to join me?\" He left his book at the desk and followed.
\"Oh, wait, Seika, one more thing; have you seen Robin?\" Michael unplugged his earphones.
\"No, we had a bit of an argument yesterday, I think she ran away.\"
\"I don\'t think that\'s the case, look here.\" I walked to his computer. \"See here, I traced her communicator and I found something quite interesting.\" A blueprint of the area around Robin\'s apartment appeared, and displayed a small, blinking red dot labeled \'Robin\' moving across the screen.
\"I can\'t get all the details, but right outside the alley next to the building she started struggling from something -- or someone one--, then runs down the street and gets caught again, then the signal disappears.\"
\"*gasp*She was kidnapped?\"/Poor Robin.../
\"Yeah, I think so.\" Michael looked upset as well.
\"W-we have to find her, she\'s in grave danger!\"
Amon\'s P. O. V.
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I comforted Seika as best I could. I can\'t imagine what that feels like; to have a huge argument with your sister, and then she gets kidnapped the very next day? Seika must be devastated.
\"Come on, Seika, we\'ll find her.\" I led a quite hysterical Seika downstairs and we got in the car. I only hope we find Robin soon, for both their sakes.
\"Haruto?\" My lover called our comrade over the communicator.
\"Yeah? Is that you Seika? You sound depressed, something the matter?\" He answered, seemingly -- and unusually -- concerned.
\"I\'m all right, but listen, when you are finished with what you\'re doing, can you help us on this case?\"
\"What case?\"
\"Robin\'s...been kidnapped...\"
\"What!? I\'m on it!\" I could sense the mixture of curiosity and pity in his voice. This seemed to comfort Seika.
\"Thanks.\" She turned to me, \"Let\'s check out her apartment, where she was last seen; maybe we can get some clues.\" I nodded and headed in that direction.
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We scanned the area, but to no avail. I could tell Seika was on the verge of an emotional breakdown, so I do what I could.
\"Michael?\" I called the hacker back at STN-J.
\"Yeah?\" He responded immediately.
\"I need the exact coordinates on the place where Robin disappeared.\"
\"All right... let me see... I\'m comparing your location with the one on the computer now.\"
\"Good.\"
\"Aha! According to this, you need to walk foreword.\" I did. \"Good, now make a left turn, keep going... right... there!\"
I stopped; in front of me upon the ground, Robin\'s communicator -- smashed --. Seika ran to me and practically collapsed to her knees, balling.
\"It\'s OK, we\'ll find her, Seika.\" I patted her shoulder, she calmed down a bit. \"C\'mon, we\'ll gather some clues.\"
She rose, and we started combing the area.
\"Amon, I think I found something.\" She was hovering over the disassembled communicator.
\"What did you find?\"
\"Look.\" She held up a small piece of cloth, most likely ripped from a glove of some kind. It was dark gray and made with very heavy material.
\"It looks like...\"
\"It couldn\'t be!\" She exclaimed, call thought pillaging her pockets for her own communicator. \"Michael, I need a scan on this material, do it quickly.\" She placed fragment on the communicator screen, the material was analyzed and some statistics came up.
\"Interesting. The stats say it\'s material only used by an underground company, very secretive and heavily guarded, any ideas?\"
\"Solomon headquarters...\" Seika almost whispered.
\"No... that means...\" Michael was concerned.
\"Perhaps it was a recall, back to H.Q. for her mission?\"/I hope so.../
\"No, this wasn\'t a retrieval or kidnapping...\" I looked to my lover in curiosity.
\"Then what was it?\" I asked.
She went to answer, her eyes swelled up with tears.
\"It was...a hunt...\"
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End, TBC...
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Just To Let You Know: I switch POV\'s ALOT in this fic!!!
To kill a Mocking bird-er-Robin
Seika\'s P.O.V.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
If it weren\'t for yesterday, I\'d say that it seems like a pretty normal day at the STN-J; Sakaki is on a hunt, Micheal\'s doing some research, Doujima hasn\'t shown up yet, Miho\'s scouting an office building, and Amon & I are awaiting orders. Robin hasn\'t shown up yet. Amon thinks she ran off, if she did, I wish her only a safe journey, and to return someday soon.
\"Seika?\" Michael interrupted my train of thought.
\"Yes, what is it?\" I approached his desk.
\"I like you to do me a favor and check out this address for me.\" He handed me a small piece of paper with address written on it.
\"Sure thing, Michael!\" I headed out the door.
\"Where are you going?\" Amon looked up from his book, \'The Tales and Poems of Edgar Allan Poe\' and asked.
\"Just doing some digging, care to join me?\" He left his book at the desk and followed.
\"Oh, wait, Seika, one more thing; have you seen Robin?\" Michael unplugged his earphones.
\"No, we had a bit of an argument yesterday, I think she ran away.\"
\"I don\'t think that\'s the case, look here.\" I walked to his computer. \"See here, I traced her communicator and I found something quite interesting.\" A blueprint of the area around Robin\'s apartment appeared, and displayed a small, blinking red dot labeled \'Robin\' moving across the screen.
\"I can\'t get all the details, but right outside the alley next to the building she started struggling from something -- or someone one--, then runs down the street and gets caught again, then the signal disappears.\"
\"*gasp*She was kidnapped?\"/Poor Robin.../
\"Yeah, I think so.\" Michael looked upset as well.
\"W-we have to find her, she\'s in grave danger!\"
Amon\'s P. O. V.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
I comforted Seika as best I could. I can\'t imagine what that feels like; to have a huge argument with your sister, and then she gets kidnapped the very next day? Seika must be devastated.
\"Come on, Seika, we\'ll find her.\" I led a quite hysterical Seika downstairs and we got in the car. I only hope we find Robin soon, for both their sakes.
\"Haruto?\" My lover called our comrade over the communicator.
\"Yeah? Is that you Seika? You sound depressed, something the matter?\" He answered, seemingly -- and unusually -- concerned.
\"I\'m all right, but listen, when you are finished with what you\'re doing, can you help us on this case?\"
\"What case?\"
\"Robin\'s...been kidnapped...\"
\"What!? I\'m on it!\" I could sense the mixture of curiosity and pity in his voice. This seemed to comfort Seika.
\"Thanks.\" She turned to me, \"Let\'s check out her apartment, where she was last seen; maybe we can get some clues.\" I nodded and headed in that direction.
~~~~~~~~~
We scanned the area, but to no avail. I could tell Seika was on the verge of an emotional breakdown, so I do what I could.
\"Michael?\" I called the hacker back at STN-J.
\"Yeah?\" He responded immediately.
\"I need the exact coordinates on the place where Robin disappeared.\"
\"All right... let me see... I\'m comparing your location with the one on the computer now.\"
\"Good.\"
\"Aha! According to this, you need to walk foreword.\" I did. \"Good, now make a left turn, keep going... right... there!\"
I stopped; in front of me upon the ground, Robin\'s communicator -- smashed --. Seika ran to me and practically collapsed to her knees, balling.
\"It\'s OK, we\'ll find her, Seika.\" I patted her shoulder, she calmed down a bit. \"C\'mon, we\'ll gather some clues.\"
She rose, and we started combing the area.
\"Amon, I think I found something.\" She was hovering over the disassembled communicator.
\"What did you find?\"
\"Look.\" She held up a small piece of cloth, most likely ripped from a glove of some kind. It was dark gray and made with very heavy material.
\"It looks like...\"
\"It couldn\'t be!\" She exclaimed, call thought pillaging her pockets for her own communicator. \"Michael, I need a scan on this material, do it quickly.\" She placed fragment on the communicator screen, the material was analyzed and some statistics came up.
\"Interesting. The stats say it\'s material only used by an underground company, very secretive and heavily guarded, any ideas?\"
\"Solomon headquarters...\" Seika almost whispered.
\"No... that means...\" Michael was concerned.
\"Perhaps it was a recall, back to H.Q. for her mission?\"/I hope so.../
\"No, this wasn\'t a retrieval or kidnapping...\" I looked to my lover in curiosity.
\"Then what was it?\" I asked.
She went to answer, her eyes swelled up with tears.
\"It was...a hunt...\"
~~~~~~
End, TBC...
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