Witch Hunter Robin Fan Fiction ❯ Respect the 'Eve' ❯ Chapter 2

A visibly nervous Robin sat in her apartment, waiting for the arrival of Amon. After finding out that he was alive, and that he was coming over there, she was so nervous that all she could do was dress herself.

She sat on her bed, trying to watch a little televison to relax herself. Her mind was in overdrive with many questions, and her heart was filled with her newly resurfaced feelings toward the dark haired man. She had never admitted it to the man, but she had fallen in love with him, but their working relationship had ruled that out. Today was today, and those feelings were now very large.

She jumped a little, as a loud knock came on her door. She stood up and walked to the door, nervous at meeting the man after so long. Robin opened the door and Amon stood in the doorway.

The man had not changed any, still dressed in black and his hair, although a little longer, still framed his face well. She took a deep breath in and just looked ast the man, still shocked that he was actually there.

Amon looked at the young girl and give a rating stare. The girl had changed a lot in the past few months. She had filled out and gotten a little taller, he thought. She had stopped wearing the old Victorian garb that she once did, and now was decked out in a dark blue dress that fell just below her knees. It was still very modest, but it did make her very pretty, as the dress actually accented her curves. He noticed other changes too, ones that he liked too.

The girl did not wear her hair like she once had anymore, as it was very long and worn in a down fashion. Her locks flowed down the front of her in cascades of tawniness, and made her already very sleek body look more great. The man had to look, as her innocent beauty had been enhanced by time and clothing. He was simply stunned by her beauty.

The girl indicated for him to come in, still staring at him as if he was going to disappear if she did not keep her eyes on him. He took a quick glance down the hallway, before stepping into the apartment.

The girl closed the door behind him and turned. She did not know if she was dreaming or not, still grasping the fact that here Amon stood in front of her, on the very anniversary of the Factory's crumbling. She just could not stop staring at the man, and fought the urge to run up and throw her arms around him..

Amon turned and looked at the young girl, still marveling at her budding beauty. He paused, and them finally spoke.

" You look well." He said plainly, not really knowing just what to say as she stood there, hands in his long trenchcoat pockets.

Robin nodded, and did not say a word, yet her eyes seemed to be permanently locked on to him. He was understanding her reluctance to say anything, knowing that he had simply vanished six months ago and had everyone thinking he was dead.

" You must have many questions for me. " He finally said, making himself get down to things. " After trying to track you down for months, I have a few for you too... but I came not to reminisce..." He said his voice got a very heavy seriousness to it." I came on a mission."

Robin blinked wildly, as the man's words seemed to resonate inside of her. She suddenly got a little scared and took a step back, as he stood there so stoic. The vision of him standing there, just like back when he had his ORBO gun trained on her, his eyes transfixed on her with no compassion. That was the image that made her now feel this way.

He noticed the fear that crossed the young girl's face so suddenly, and concluded just what was in her head.

" Do not be afraid..." He said with a low voice. " I am not hunting you... I am not even a hunter any longer." He looked her right in the eyes. " I am not with SOLOMON or the STN any longer."

She was surprised at the man knowing just what she was thinking. He always could do that, it was probably from being a student of human, and witch, nature and psychology. She felt the fear diminish a little, seeing the truthfulness that came from him.

She looked a the man, still trying to think of what first she should say.

" Your alive?" Was the first thing out of her mouth.

He nodded, and actually smiled somewhat. He took a long breath in, knowing that he needed to at least explain the fact that he was here and alive.

" I was found by Miho, sometime after the factory had collapsed, while the others gathered later that morning. She got me to a safe hospital, knowing very well that SOLOMON might be a little cheesed at the way You and I had finished off Zaizen, and the fact of the information he had gathered.." He started. " I was hurt badly, and was treated then sent to a save house in Hawaii."

" Were you hurt badly?" She asked.

The man nodded again, in response.

" It took me two months to heal, and then I heard some disturbing things coming from Japan." He explained. " A group calling themselves 'The Collective-moons' is working with SOLOMON to find witches, along with some factions of the STN. " He looked at the girl. " You are on the list."

Robin felt stunned, as she heard that she was marked for capture. She put a hand on her cheek, as the information reeled in her head.

" They are out to get me? To capture me?"

" It is not a clear cut as that, but that is what I have found out..." Amon said flatly. " The Collective-moons are helping SOLOMON with tracking certain witches on the list, but some of the witches they get are rumored to be taken to a place far from Japan... for what reason has never been found out." He looked at the girl. "Other witches, not on the red flagged list, have just vanished over the past two months - without a single trace."

Robin looked at Amon, her face was one of trying to process all of this information as fast as she could.

" Then what is your mission... and for who?"

The tall man cracked what appeared to be a smile once more.

" Nagira."

" Nagira?" She asked, not understanding, but knowing the name. " What does he have to do with this?"

" It will be all explained later on... right now, we need you to get into hiding from SOLOMON and their partners, The Collective-moons." He said with authority.

Robin blinked rapidly, as the man's word hit her.

" Is that not what I am doing? I am hiding." She asked. " I have lived hidden for almost over six months..."

" I found you, did I not?" He pointed out."

" How did you..." Started the girl, realizing her was right.

" That is immaterial..." He replied back, cutting off Robin. " We need to take you now, and hid you better, I will be at your side all the time... as your guard until, we can find a better place for you to be."

Robin just stood there, the words were swirling around in her head.

" But I was hiding so good... I have a job..." She stammered.

" I found you... that shows you they can too." He said with his usual stoic logic. " I suggest you pack just a few things and the we have to go."

" Go... where?"

" We are going to where you will be safe for the time being... The rest will be worked out over time." The man replied, not giving out any more details than he needed to at the moment. " Now, just go and grab your belongings and other things, we are going to get the hell out of here."

" But... " She stammered softly, not fully understanding any of this for the moment.

The man turned to look the young girl squarely in the face. There was no real softness coming through his dark orbs, but a look of urgency that flowed from him.

" Robin!" He said sternly, staring at the girl. " There is no time for me to explain further than what I already have... we have to go, and go now."

Jumping a little at the sharpness the man was talking to her with, his voice never being like this way before. Robin nodded and scrambled around the room, opening drawers and little cupboard in search of things. Amon put his hands back in his coat pockets and stood there, watching in his usual silence.

The girl voicelessly packed a small bag with a few things, while feeling the man's eyes following her everywhere. She did not even know where she was going, but she knew only one thing- she had to simply trust Amon.

The young girl's heart did trust the dark haired behemoth fully, but it was her mind that flowed over with unanswered questions, causing her to feel just a little apprehensive of this all. She made herself calm that part down, making the choice of putting her faith in the man's hands wholly.

With great speed, Robin was done, leaving little things for the room to watch over for her. When she turned, the man was already motioning her to go out of the now opened apartment door.

Pulling the girl by the hand, Amon led her down the stairs and into the night outside. He said not a single thing as she did, pushing her bodily into the passenger seat of his automobile that was just parked out front. He hurried himself around and got into the driver's side, tossing her bag in the backseat.

In his sleek black car, the two sped off down the street, while a foreboding looking trenchcoated man with a hat watched from the other end of the block. He seemed to not react, but walked off once the car was out of sight.