Witch Hunter Robin Fan Fiction ❯ Of little things ❯ Informational ( Chapter 5 )

The darkening sky was filled with heavy clouds over the towering buildings that stood around the park. Amon sat in his rough looking jalopy car, waiting for the arrival of his informant. He looked at the clock in the dashboard, and saw it was only a few minutes to go before the man was suppose to meet up with him.

He lit up a smoke, and sat back a little in his seat. He was just hoping that his informant would be on time, as he just wanted to get back to the hotel for some sleep. A few hours of shut-eye just did not cut it anymore, especially after the amount of drink he had consumed the night previous.

"Hangovers takes a hell of a lot out of a person!" He mused to himself, chuckling to the emptiness of the car interior. His head was pounding still, after all, it was his fault. He chuckled low in his chest, seeing the stupidity of his little night out on the town had caused.

He just sat himself back to wait, lighting a smoke to have while he did. His mind flittered back to the young girl back in the hotel room, and he smiled. Her bright face and softness made him feel better than he ever had in his entire life.

" She always made me feel like smiling." He admitted to himself, taking a leisurely pull from his smoke.

He found himself being curious to just why was he thinking about Robin like this again? He had to admit though, even the simplest thought the young craft-user, made him feel much happier these days.

Right on time, The baseball cap wearing man hopped into the car suddenly from the spreading darkness of evening. Amon looked over at the man, knowing his little 'talk' he had with the informant had been a big success with the man promptness being way better than the night before.

The man in the cap looked at Amon, and instantly the dark haired man felt something deep in his guts. This man had something for him.

The Informant's eyes were not full of that flippant attitude he had shown the night previously. The man actually was oddly quiet, and was waiting for Amon to say something. That made Amon figure that something was up, big time up by his gut feeling.

Amon knew automatically that the man had something to report to him, it was written on his face. By that look, Amon had already surmised that it was probably not anything good to report.

" Well?" Amon asked, looking right at the expression on the man's face was not changing in any way.

" I just got a little more info..." He said, looking at the man with a very deadpan look on his face. " It is not really good, or really much either..but it is important."

Amon hated when people would beat around the bush like this, it pissed him off so much. He just stared at the man as he waited, the firm stare said exactly what he was thinking.

" This Hunter... is in the city now." Finally blurted out the ball capped man, seeing the stone reaction of the man beside him.

" You said it was up to two weeks at most?" Amon growled, his eye flashing with disbelief.

" So did my informants... but the intelligence that was picked up says otherwise today." The man said, shrugging his shoulders a little bit. " We still do not know the name or anything else about the witch, other than he is a he... and is regarded as dangerous." He swallowed rather hard, seeing the man staring him down. " No body actually knows who he is coming for either, just that he is on the hunt for someone."

Amon went silent for a moment. He knew the implications of this information, and it was directed to both himself and Robin. The fact that the hunter was in the city, posed a threat bigger than the Factory's fall ever had.

He turned back to his informant, knowing he needed way more than the man was giving at this point.

" I take it you don't even a description of this Hunter to give me?" He quizzed in a very sharp toned voice.

" All our informant could get to us was that he was in his middle thirties, average height with long dark hair and possesses one hell of a massive type of power." The man answered.

" All he could get to you?" Questioned Amon, knowing there was something behind those words. He turned to look piercingly at the informant. " Why would he just give you that?"

The man looked straight at Amon, his face showing no signs of his usual humoristic tendencies. A chill went up Amon's spine, as he could feel the hesitation in the man's body language.

" He's dead... found this morning on the outskirts of the city." Dryly said the man. " It was as if he was ripped apart by something... actually it seemed like he had been bitten to death, his body was bloated as if he had some allergic reaction had happened to it."

" Dead?" Blinked the long haired ex-hunter. " You don't even have a line of the type of power this man has."

" From our man's body, it is hard to see."

" Are you privy to what the Police might have to suggest about the death?" Amon asked of the man.

The informant did not waste any time in shaking his head at the man that had hired him, he just continued on.

" Even the cops were not too sure about the cause of death of my colleague." Mr. Ballcap said. " The report was sketchy, at best. It seemed to be saying absolutely nothing, and gave even less."

" I assume that they have called in the STN-J then to take over?" Logically said Amon.

" Not yet, by the sounds of it." The informant said, turning his head a little. " It was oddly enough, diverted to the Japanese version of the FBI agency first...they have the case now, but some people think it won't be long until The STN-J could be asked to get involved in this."

Amon pondered the situation for a second. The theory behind the police and other agencies were all flying in his head.

" With the Japanese intelligence now in on it, and the Police service stumped on this case... do these people telling you this really think the STN will be brought in to take it over?"

" No...it's not for sure mind you, I can't see why they would not be brought in, but I will continue to dig fore you, Sir." Said the informant, his knowledge all but exhausted on the matter. " I will put a rush on it with my people..."

Amon gave the man a large roll of money, and told him to keep digging to find out whatever he could, then he could then contact him. Mr. Ballcap nodded, wasting no time in jumping out of the car. With the speed of a scared jackrabbit, the man in the cap raced into the depth of the night. Just like that, the man was swallowed up into the darkness.

Amon just wanted to get the hell out of there, so he drove off, hurrying to get back to the hotel. The words of his informant were right there, his decisions needed to be now made and made fast.

He knew with the hired hunter so close now, he needed to keep himself close to Robin and to their hideaway. The game was now on, a game that he did not know whether he would win or lose. He felt the pang of urgency flair inside himself, he just needed to get to her as fast as he could humanly do.

Amon walked briskly into the hotel room, barely having enough of a pause to unlock the door. His eyes scanned the room the moment he had cleared through the doorway and was relived to see Robin was safe and sound. She was just sitting on her bed in the room, reading a very large hardcover book.

The teenaged girl snapped her head up from her reading, just a little curious with the abruptness of the man's entrance. When the girl looked right into the man's face, she knew almost right off that there was something going on.

She cocked her head to one side, peering right at the man as she tried to read the stoic look that was on his face

" Amon?" She said, setting her book down on her lap.

The man looked deep into the dark greens of the girl, and he took a deep breath. This information was not easy to say.

" That hunter I told you about from my informant... That person is now in the city." He said, his voice was flat.

Robin sat up, her eyes were as large a saucers. She looked at the man, her face was a mask of worry.

" What should we do now?" She asked, her voice calmer that what her face was telling.

The man came over and sat down on the bed, angling himself so he could look into the smooth faced young girl that waited for him to respond. He stopped, his mind thinking on the problem at hand.

" Tomorrow morning, I think we need get out of her and go to a new place, just to be on the safe side." He said, his voice firm with the decision he had outlined. " Even though this place is comfortable for us both, the fact of it all is we have been here in this hotel for far too long."

" You know where we would go?" The girl asked, her voice was soft and almost in a whisper.

Amon nodded, his hand clasped on top of his knee.

" I have a few ideas where we just might have to go, but we would have to check those out." The tall man said, thinking out loud. " Before we can do that, We should be out of here before morning traffic gets too bad."

" If we get find the right place to hide for awhile... will we be alright then?" She asked Amon, her mind only thinking on that one question.

The man shook his head in response to the question posed to him.

" That... I don't know." Admitted Amon, snuffing. " This hunter seems to be very dangerous, from the little info we have... All we can do is plug along and keep ourselves smart about it all." He looked at the girl, his eyes locking right on to her's. " We just might have to rely on what we have been doing for the last while... simply trusting in each other."

Robin just nodded slightly, and gazed into his eyes. She trusted this tall man wholly, and she would follow him anywhere they needed to be. She had no doubts about the long haired man, never once and never had. The man had never steered her wrong. That was what she was hanging her hat on.

She thought about her little revelation that had came to her and decided that it was not the right time again.

"How could I tell him that I love him right now, in the shadow of all of this?" She sighed deeply as she asked herself that.

She knew that things were going to change, and change very quickly in the next little while. She just sighed, her heart could wait for as long as it would take, just to be heard, she told herself. The girl also knew that she needed to say something eventually.

Seemed like it always was changing, ever since she had first joined up with the STN-J. And she knew this one would not be the last either. After the fall of the Factory, things just seemed to change at a moments notice.

Author's note:

Chapter six- will be up March 17, 06