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Windy City	By : YumeNoMiko Category: +S to Z > Witch Hunter Robin Views: 8527 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: 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.

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To all my FF.Net readers, Domo
Arigatoo!! Your reviews keep me encouraged and I am so glad you are enjoying
the story. To My AFF.net readers�I
promise the lemon will come soon but first it must take a Dark turn. Warning, violence ahead.

I don�t own it�.

Chapter 4: Dark Visions

�Amon!! Please help me!� she screamed from where
she was tied. Three inquisitors
surrounded a bound Robin. Amon stood
by, chained to a wall, while Rose lay dead in a pool of her own blood; soulless
brown eyes stare fixated at Robin.

Indeed
Solomon inquisitors in America were merciless.
They tortured witches making them beg for mercy before killing them no
matter if they were guilty of a crime or not.

�Now child of the devil, are you ready to be cast back to hell?�
one inquisitor asked her. Not allowing
her a chance to answer, a second inquisitor picked up a ceremonial dirk and
began to first cut away at Robin�s clothing.
After having stripped her completely, they slowly began cutting into her
creamy white flesh causing rivulets of crimson to mar the once pristine
surface. Robin let out a blood-curling
scream as the blade bit deeply into her flesh a third time.

�ADMIT IT!� the inquisitor demanded before slicing
her cheek. �You are ready to be cast
back into hell where you belong!� Robin screamed again denying their words and
continued screaming/pleading to Amon.

The third inquisitor walked over
to Amon�s unresponsive form and grabbed a fist full of his hair. �He can�t hear you,� she said cruelly
holding up his head to reveal that his throat has been neatly slit from one end
to the other completely severing the major arteries.

�NOO!� Robin screamed loudly for
a moment only to have it change to a soft gurgle as the first inquisitor slit
her throat in the same manner�.

~*~&~*~

�No!� Robin shot up in bed, her
body covered with a fine sheen of sweat.

Amon, who had waken up earlier by
Robin�s tossing and soft whimpering in her sleep sat up awaiting her startled
rouse from sleep. He instantly wrapped
his arms around her slight frame hugging her close. �No��Robin whimpered again softly burying her face against his
chest. Amon slid his larger digits
through her silken tresses lightly massaging her scalp.

For a brief moment in time, Amon�s
expression softened at the purity and innocence radiating from her frail
form. �I�ll protect you,� he murmured
softly to her as if he knew what her nightmare was about. Warm soft lips lightly pressed against her
forehead sending a warm surge through her body.

�This is horrible,� Rose murmured
softly as she sat before her computer in her basement/workroom. Normally on Saturdays she would sleep in
until noon or later, however a promise to take Robin shopping for new clothes
gave the healing witch a reason to wake up earlier than noon. Unfortunately the notion of shopping is not
what pulled Rose from her blissful slumber.

�What is horrible?� Amon spoke from
behind the visibally startled healer.

Standing from her seat, Rose
sighed. �Is Robin ready to go?� she
asked avoiding his question.

Amon�s gaze darkened as he stepped
closer to Rose, �Tell me what happened and don�t try to change the subject,� he
demanded in a dangerously low voice.

Rose turned her agitated brown eyes
away from his piercing gunmetal gray� (a.n. I looked, his eyes are like a
bluish gray, like gunmetal) �They�re
slaughtering us. Solomon is stepping up
their measures and eliminating all witches�over one hundred witches to date.�

A frightened gasp alerted both Amon
and Rose to the fact that Robin was standing by. �Is it�because of me?� she asked fearing that others were
suffering because of her.

Rose moved to give the frightened
girl a hug, but Amon beat her to the punch.
Cold calculating eyes bore directly into Rose�s plump form as if she
committed a great sin. His arm snaked
around Robin�s waist offering support and comfort to the startled fire
witch.

�No child, it is not because of
you.� Rose spoke in a soft reassuring tone to Robin as she walked past the
two. �There�s something bigger going on
out there and I can�t exactly explain it. However one thing is obvious,
whatever it is there will be no running.� She headed upstairs to the main level
of the house.

�Amon, I�She had a vision.�

�How do you know?� he asked.

��Because I had one too.�

~*~&~*~

�Is this how it they want it?� a
soft feminine voice spoke softly.
Amethyst eyes flickered briefly an unholy red before returning to their
majestic coloring. �If Solomon wants a
war, then they shall have one.� Crimson
hued lips curve wickedly upward with a grin promising carnage.

Alabaster fingers flew rapidly over
the keyboard typing in a multitude of commands. With one final keystroke�

The final promise�

�Armageddon,� she hissed.

~*~&~*~

Father Kain sat at his desk in the
morbidly dark office glancing over the latest reports from different
inquisition teams pleased with the results.
Rather than trying to be rid of two troublesome witches, He�d just be
rid of them all. Gaining access to
Solomon�s database of all known witches, he began generating �death lists� and
distributing to different teams.

�I don�t care how you do it, purge
the earth of all abomination!� he demanded of all his teams.

�Father Kain, the latest numbers
are in,� the timid nun who acted as his assistant spoke softly from the
doorway. �It seems that nationwide, a
total of one hundred and forty-five witches have been eliminated,� she spoke
with a sadness to her voice.

Giving the nun a pleased nod,
Father Kain leaned back in his chair and smiled pleased.

~*~&~*~

Wanting to avoid the traffic
heading into the downtown area, Rose, Robin and surprisi Amo Amon decided to
take the Metra down. �What are you doing!� he demanded drawing Robin�s atten awa away
from the crow to the dark skinned healer.

A strong wind stirred adding bite
to the already chilly mid November weather frightening off the ominous
crow.

�Lord blessed be,� Rose whispered
softly lightly kissing her cross before pressing it close to her heart.

Amon narrowed his eyes dangerously
at Rose now seeing there is more to her than she has told them. A gentle touch on his arm drew him from his
intense deliberation and he looked over at Robin. His expression softened a bit as he watched her unbound hair
dance around her face in the wind.

A gentle gasp hitched in Robin�s
throat as Amon brushed the errant strands behind her ear then cupping her
cheek. �We should complete the
illusion,� he said matter of fact before taking her hand and walking off in the
direction of the shopping district.

�Amon, you powers have awakened?�
Robin asked curiously keeping her eyes forwardan san style="mso-spacerun:
yes">

Another sharp wind, this one not
created by Rose, blew stirring Amon�s long black trench coat as well as Robin�s
red coat. Rather than her usual black
and gray puritanical dress, she was dressed in a dark blue sweater obviously a
couple of sizes too large for her and a pair of black woolen slacks Rose
managed to alter enough to fit her slim frame.

Reflexively Amon�s hands clenched
holding tighter to Robin�s hand for a second before relaxing. �Yes,� he finally replied with an edge to
his voice. �And before you ask, it was
before the incident at Factory.�

Rose looked over her shoulder at
the pair with a knowing smile. �Amon,
Robin, why don�t you two go ahead and do your shopping, and meet me back here
at the train station around five o�clock,� spoke up. �I have to see a friend about something.� Before either could question her, Rose
walked off melding into the flow of shoppers and tourists on Randolph
Street.

After they had finished their
shopping, Robin and Amon waited patiently for Rose to arrive at the train
station. Robin looked up at the clock
and sighed mildly exasperated seeing that it was indeed a quarter past five pm.

The two continued to remain there
in silence until the frenzied breathing of a frazzled Rose caught their
attention. She glanced at them as she
continued down the steps into the Randolph Street station entrance. Without hesitation, the two followed.

Just in the nick of time, they
managed to board a train leaving the downtown area be ite it pulled out of the
station.

Robin looked at Rose confused while
Amon with a murderous glint. �What in
the hell is going on Rose,� he demanded vocalizing Robin�s thought.

Rose turned panicked eyes towards
cold steel and concerned emerald eyes.
As the train hesitantly pulled out of the station, her lips inaudibly
mouthed the answer. Finally with a
small squeak the answer reached their ears causing them both to pale�

�Solomon�

~*~&~*~

Authors note: yes I live in
Chicago�I couldn�t help having a majority of this fic take place in the city. Amon�s craft will remain hidden until the
next chapter. Also FF.net readers, Do
you want to see the lemon scene in the next chapter or have it edited ospanspan
style="mso-spacerun: yes"> Don�t worry AFF.net readers�the long awaited
lemon is coming up.
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