Witch Hunter Robin Fan Fiction ❯ Of Light and Darkness ❯ Session Two ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Of Light and Darkness

Disclaimer: ::looks around at the white padded room:: What do you think?! ::Struggles to get out of white jacket with extra long sleeves:: You must admit though, it is quite nice of them to make sure the sleeves were long enough for my arms. And they even out padding on the walls so when I do my gymnastics and stuff I won't get hurt. How sweet. Although, its kina hard with your arms tied up.

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A vampire intrigued ... a witch with lust.
A haunted memory ... a forgotten past.
What will come... will come... no one can stop it.

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Robin gasped as she looked at the most handsome man . . . no creature… she had ever seen. Creature? Her mind thought. He is nothing more than a human male correct? But wait... I felt him. He has to be more than human. Or am I mistaken? Finally, after a few more moments of thoughts racing through her head, and a pregnant silence, it got too much for her. She had to speak. But what to say? “Hey, I'm Robin and I'm a witch. What are you?” No, that didn't sound right, plus she would be giving away her secret. “Hey are you following me? Are you that damned man the woman was talking about?” Nuh uh. That didn't sound right either. And calling someone damned wasn't that nice either, especially if you just met the person.

“Uh...” Was Robin's intelligent first impression word. Oh yes... that was really brilliant. Make him think your stupid. She thought. Should I just tell him my name? No. He could be a witch hunter. Robin gasped. That would be why she felt him. Witch hunters have to be seeds right? Which means they would have powers hidden in them, so naturally, she would sense him. But she wasn't a witch. At least she didn't think so. She didn't use her powers to hurt people. In fact... she used them to save people from witches. Which, she certainly wasn't. But the Factory had other thoughts about her. They wanted her for her power... and for her memories. Which she herself, couldn't even remember. All she knew was that she held the secrets to the Craft hidden in her haunted memory of her forgotten past. So what if he IS a hunter. What do I do? She thought for the third time in about 5 minutes. So finally she decided. She couldn't hurt him because what if he was just a normal human and she was just being extra cautious with her senses because of what that woman said? And if she didn't attack, she would be hunted if he were indeed a hunter. So, she did what any witch, seed, or human alike would do in a situation like this. She ran, and she ran fast.

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Amon just stood there. He had never felt such a strong power before coming from something that looked so... so weak and fragile...and ...so human. She can not be vampire. He thought without displaying emotion on his face; unlike the small figure that stood before him. She had an array of emotions coming across her face. Startled confusion, fear, anger... and another emotion he could not quite place. Most of the emotion came from her eyes. Emerald eyes. Wait…he saw in color? Since when? Thousands of years of the world in gray and yet, here he was, seeing everything in a brilliance of color. What could it mean?

He swore, at one point in time he was watching her, he saw a spark in her eyes. He laughed silently to himself. Yeah right. How could this human have any kind of magical power? Unless...she indeed was not human. But what else could she be? A Witch? No, that can't be it. If so, she would've attacked already. So what is she? She has immense power. It's radiating off of her in waves. Finally, he came to the conclusion that she wasn't human. In fact, she wasn't human, witch, Carpathian, and she defiantly wasn't Vampire. Which must mean... A snarl came on his stone cold, pale face; his fangs reflecting the light from a street lamp. She must be a hunter. Ugh... such disgusting things. They thought that blood suckers and witches were bad. And yet... here they were...killing every one of us off. His thoughts came to a halt suddenly as the young girl turned around and ran; ran faster than any normal human he had ever seen run from him in his lifetime. And believe me, he had seen many try to run from him. The thought brought a smirk to his placid pale face. This was going to be interesting. I think I should follow her. He thought his cold smirk fading. I'm going to find out what she really is. After that last thought, he faded into the shadows of the night going off to find some food.

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“Robin”A deep husky voice spoke as its owner came up behind her and wrapped strong arms around her tiny waist.

“Yes?”She asked in the same husky tone, her eyes heavy lidded.

“I want you. Right here. Right now. Let me make you mine”The voice said as she felt a small prick of teeth hit the smooth sensitive spot on her neck.

“Who are you?”She asked as she turned around and looked into cold slate eyes once again.

Robin sat up suddenly pulling the white linen sheet around her nude form. “It…it was him” She breathed. “How could I be having such thoughts about a man I have yet even spoke so much as one syllable to?” The green- eyed girl brought a shaking hand up to the spot where the strange man bit her neck. Bit? She thought. Why would I have a dream of him biting me? How strange. She brought a hand up to her racing heart and willed it to stop it's painfully fast beat.

Robin looked out of her window to see the sun was starting to rise. “She should be awake now” She, being too startled with her dream to get back to sleep, wrapped the sheet around her naked body and stood up from her queen sized bed of her friends apartment, and walked over to her dresser to pull out clothes.

“What should I wear today?” She pondered as she dug through her dresser drawers until she found a pair of black pants and a cream-colored shirt she wanted to wear. Her black dress pants had no back pockets, but had two on the front side. The cream-colored sweater had long, belled sleeves that went about an inch or two beyond her slender fingers. The neckline of it had a square cut that reached out far enough to show the smooth pale skin of her shoulders. The emerald-eyed witch decided to adorn her feet with black high-heeled sandals that showed her non-painted toes. Happy with her clothing she started on her hair. Down or up? She thought. “Up” she finally decided. Robin gathered her two long pieces of maroon leather, which she so often wore in her golden hair. After she quickly pulled her hair into separate tails on each side of her head, she left her room to go out and great her long time friend.

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“Oh come on!! Look at that! It's so ugly! How could she wear such an ugly outfit?” Yurika spoke aloud as Robin walked into the living area of their shared apartment. Yurika blinked once as she looked at Robin. “Finally! I didn't think I would ever get you out of that black dress. I see you finally took my fashion tips to heart Robin. See how much better you look! I can actually see your figure! The kiddies will be drooling!” She spoke with a silly smile on her face, blond hair flowing around her face.

“Kiddies?” Robin asked, brows furrowed, lips pursed out in confusion.

“Guys babe. Guys.”

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Amon licked his lips that where now covered in human blood. He gently set the middle-aged woman carefully against the cold, brick wall with a thought of fainting placed in her mind. AS he walked away he thought back to the girl he saw. He stopped this thought shocked. He never cared for anyone else but himself. Except for this one human. Touko. He thought but then shook his head. She was gone from his life now. And would be forever, thanks to her so-called father. The thought put thin lips into a snarl. How could he do that to is own daughter!? Just because she as involved with me! He got his own daughter killed!! That man deserves to die. He is worse than any witch or vampire alike! With those last thoughts. He once again faded into the shadows to go off and search for the strange girl with sparks in her emerald eyes.

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Okay, well, it wasn't as bad the first one was it? I know that it is still really short, but I promise that the chapters get longer as they go. Really, they do.

You know you love me,

Angel of L and D

Naughty Younster

Yuri of Darkness