Glazed Wings
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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,362
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Witch Hunter Robin, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Glazed Wings
Summary: Robin is a phoenix, so what is up with that? Now she had to be trained by Ashura? Who invited her? And why is Amon so quiet? Dude Robin is over 100, we all thought she was 16. What, Amon twice her age! Dude where did all the immortals come from all of a sudden?
Pairings: Robin / Amon
Feedback: go right ahead I seriously love my reviewers
Author’s notes: A two bit story that came to mind when I saw the end of witch hunter robin thou I’m sure there is more to come.
Disclaimer: Witch hunter Robin is owned by someone else, and this might become a X-Over with RG Veda but it’s highly unlikely.
Glazed wings
I still see dust. There was nothing there but dust. Ash covered the land thou I new there was something there. I don’t know what drove me to do it but I do know that since the collapse there haven’t been any unprovoked STN attacks. This news boded well for my beloved employer, he had his eye on a certain phoenix but for her to know her own power, she had to die. So now I stand here looking at the reminisce of a building that no one wants to dig up looking for that one flaw that will give away the witch who was never one to begin with.
Ch 1: prelude of a soul
“There was nothing we could do to stop it, by the time we noticed what it was the dammed creator already had a soul.” A familiar face from history is here you know him as Zeus king of the Greek gods.
“This is preposterous there is no way a human could dare to invoke the soul of a fallen guardian the others will be furious!” a small rave perched on a stool glared at the thunder god daring him to try it, having corals with the god for not keeping the British in check!
“Clam down my brethren there must be something we can do!” a deity confused frequently for a woman tried to speak up, this was clearly not his domain he was there as a messenger. One who looks surprisingly like Shiva and that is who he is.
An unmistakable scratch filled the halls mostly to silence it! “What is the meaning of this?” all others looked at the sun god Ra who appeared furious. “All of you half whit human shaped ones have been arguing so loud that you missed Shiva’s proposal”
An Uproar filled with mummers rose from the group Shiva just wanted to disappear this wasn’t boding well. After all he was a vampire deity as well as one of the human. Who was he to intervene in matters that did not pertain to Vlad or himself?
“There must be something we can do. Say isn’t Lord Vlad the mastermind of the STN?”
Shiva froze there it is the one problem shot. Somehow the Hindu god knew things would come to this. “Oh yes, he is. Thou I was not informed of the attempts of making a pheon were taking place in the STN.”
“What does STN stand for anyhow Supernatural Threat Neutralizers or something like that?”
“Ya something like that, I will inform Vlad and hope he has a solution or an explanation”
“Yes find out this reason for creating a human pheon I my self would like to see how things turn out.”
Shiva left representing his high leader because the fool wanted to spend some quality time with his daughter was getting to be a pain. Ramah owed him one big time.
*Ramah’s castle*
“You know sending all tows humans to there deaths wasn’t your idea, and I liked what you had planed better.” A blue skinned figure was walking beside a girl that appeared to be about 17 thou history said she was well over 3000 years old around the time Jesus came. Traditional Hindu silks were the choice of clothing for the duo as they made there way down the main hall.
“See I’m not a child anymore.”
“No you just a war goddess with too much time on her hands.”
“Dad… Shiva what good fortune you have come, and with good news I hope.” The charismatic young woman skipped over to the god of destruction.
“Ashura…” he kissed the princesses hand as a gesture of good will. “It is good to see you are well.”
“Please stop with the formalities, you may be able to use them against Rate but I am a little sterner than my mother.”
“One would expect the daughter to have the traits of her mother alls I see is the body.”
“SHIVA!” the god being addressed snickered he loved causing a little uprising every now and than what better way than to improperly flirt with the father of a beautiful goddess. Ramah’s tone was saying now was not the time.
“Unfortunately I bring bad news, there was a Pheon created in the mortal plane and by law a deity must go there and ensure the Pheon is learning how to use its powers properly. Vlad suggested that since your daughter has yet to receive a right of passage that this be her task.”
“What a pleasant idea! Ashura dear be a doll and see into this Pheon but… revel yourself only when the Phoenix’s powers submerges. No sooner or later, we don’t need another Yureashema (sp) incident.”
“Yes father, I shall leave immediately and I will not repeat that little incident again, I shall try to avoid Radin.”
*STN HQ (currently collapsed)
“My, my, my, rumors were true and I see you have already learned the healing powers hidden in your tears.” The woman standing there was adorned in white silk trousers and a silver wrap an emerald and gold share (I don know how it’s spelled >[) was wrapped around half of her body. Her black shoes and belt complemented her outfit nicely, and the numerous swords carried at her side made her look somewhat intimidating.
“Who are you?” asked Robin a slight weakened in her voice where there was normally none.
“My mane isn’t important, in fact few mortals even know of my existence none the less my power and reach. You should rest, I suggest you hide where it is green. At lest till you feel you strength return… um you need any help dragging your boyfriend?”
“Boyfriend?”
Pairings: Robin / Amon
Feedback: go right ahead I seriously love my reviewers
Author’s notes: A two bit story that came to mind when I saw the end of witch hunter robin thou I’m sure there is more to come.
Disclaimer: Witch hunter Robin is owned by someone else, and this might become a X-Over with RG Veda but it’s highly unlikely.
Glazed wings
I still see dust. There was nothing there but dust. Ash covered the land thou I new there was something there. I don’t know what drove me to do it but I do know that since the collapse there haven’t been any unprovoked STN attacks. This news boded well for my beloved employer, he had his eye on a certain phoenix but for her to know her own power, she had to die. So now I stand here looking at the reminisce of a building that no one wants to dig up looking for that one flaw that will give away the witch who was never one to begin with.
Ch 1: prelude of a soul
“There was nothing we could do to stop it, by the time we noticed what it was the dammed creator already had a soul.” A familiar face from history is here you know him as Zeus king of the Greek gods.
“This is preposterous there is no way a human could dare to invoke the soul of a fallen guardian the others will be furious!” a small rave perched on a stool glared at the thunder god daring him to try it, having corals with the god for not keeping the British in check!
“Clam down my brethren there must be something we can do!” a deity confused frequently for a woman tried to speak up, this was clearly not his domain he was there as a messenger. One who looks surprisingly like Shiva and that is who he is.
An unmistakable scratch filled the halls mostly to silence it! “What is the meaning of this?” all others looked at the sun god Ra who appeared furious. “All of you half whit human shaped ones have been arguing so loud that you missed Shiva’s proposal”
An Uproar filled with mummers rose from the group Shiva just wanted to disappear this wasn’t boding well. After all he was a vampire deity as well as one of the human. Who was he to intervene in matters that did not pertain to Vlad or himself?
“There must be something we can do. Say isn’t Lord Vlad the mastermind of the STN?”
Shiva froze there it is the one problem shot. Somehow the Hindu god knew things would come to this. “Oh yes, he is. Thou I was not informed of the attempts of making a pheon were taking place in the STN.”
“What does STN stand for anyhow Supernatural Threat Neutralizers or something like that?”
“Ya something like that, I will inform Vlad and hope he has a solution or an explanation”
“Yes find out this reason for creating a human pheon I my self would like to see how things turn out.”
Shiva left representing his high leader because the fool wanted to spend some quality time with his daughter was getting to be a pain. Ramah owed him one big time.
*Ramah’s castle*
“You know sending all tows humans to there deaths wasn’t your idea, and I liked what you had planed better.” A blue skinned figure was walking beside a girl that appeared to be about 17 thou history said she was well over 3000 years old around the time Jesus came. Traditional Hindu silks were the choice of clothing for the duo as they made there way down the main hall.
“See I’m not a child anymore.”
“No you just a war goddess with too much time on her hands.”
“Dad… Shiva what good fortune you have come, and with good news I hope.” The charismatic young woman skipped over to the god of destruction.
“Ashura…” he kissed the princesses hand as a gesture of good will. “It is good to see you are well.”
“Please stop with the formalities, you may be able to use them against Rate but I am a little sterner than my mother.”
“One would expect the daughter to have the traits of her mother alls I see is the body.”
“SHIVA!” the god being addressed snickered he loved causing a little uprising every now and than what better way than to improperly flirt with the father of a beautiful goddess. Ramah’s tone was saying now was not the time.
“Unfortunately I bring bad news, there was a Pheon created in the mortal plane and by law a deity must go there and ensure the Pheon is learning how to use its powers properly. Vlad suggested that since your daughter has yet to receive a right of passage that this be her task.”
“What a pleasant idea! Ashura dear be a doll and see into this Pheon but… revel yourself only when the Phoenix’s powers submerges. No sooner or later, we don’t need another Yureashema (sp) incident.”
“Yes father, I shall leave immediately and I will not repeat that little incident again, I shall try to avoid Radin.”
*STN HQ (currently collapsed)
“My, my, my, rumors were true and I see you have already learned the healing powers hidden in your tears.” The woman standing there was adorned in white silk trousers and a silver wrap an emerald and gold share (I don know how it’s spelled >[) was wrapped around half of her body. Her black shoes and belt complemented her outfit nicely, and the numerous swords carried at her side made her look somewhat intimidating.
“Who are you?” asked Robin a slight weakened in her voice where there was normally none.
“My mane isn’t important, in fact few mortals even know of my existence none the less my power and reach. You should rest, I suggest you hide where it is green. At lest till you feel you strength return… um you need any help dragging your boyfriend?”
“Boyfriend?”