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Witch Hunter Robin: Supernatural
Chapter Three: Belladonna and Aspirin
AN: Ah the much awaited Robin X Amon scene. But let me do
the boring part: I don’t own anything except Amber, and I’m willing to share if
asked. The fun part now: All thought of Sakaki and Amon from Amber and Robin
are truly about my real life Amon. I hope you to meet him one day! Now enjoy as
I did!
Robin awoke
late the next morning. Rolling over she realized that he was gone for the
morning. Rolling so she could sit up she saw that he did in fact come home from
work last night from the cloths lying on the floor.
“Robin, you awake?” Call Amon from the other room. He
suddenly appeared in the door, smiling at her. Robin smiled back.
“You’re up early..” She commented, wrapping her sheets
around her small body. He came to her bedside; sitting down her offered himself
for warmth.
“I never went to bed, I’ve only been home for about two
hours.” He patted his lap and Robin didn’t hesitate to find comfort in hugging
him and laid her head softly there. Amon ran his fingers softly through her
long hair. “Sorry if I scared you yesterday.”
“You saved my life…”
“Robin, that’s my job.”
“But you could have died, over silly me.” She added with a
large sigh. “Why are we wanted dead? It’s been six moths since the fall of the
factory. Don’t you think they’d try to kill us earlier than now?”
“The hunters didn’t hurt you, did they?” Amon asked,
changing subjects. The reason Amber
didn’t come earlier was because Solomon couldn’t find us. And because STN-J
needed her.
“No, but you got
shot.” Robin curled up closer in his lap, Amon now pulled her up, sheets and
all, in his arms. Amon shook his head to her statement and kissed her head.
“Robin, please don’t worry right now. I think the hunter was
making her point. I think were safe.” And he kissed her lips again.
“Amon, I Love you.” Robin whispered. He didn’t reply and
just held her tightly. “Amon? Did you hear me? I LOVE you.”
“Yes, I did. And I always knew you did.” He put a finger to
her lips softly. “Robin, that’s why I took your bullets.” Then she kissed him,
more deeply then he imagined she could. He kissed her back, his fingers prying
the sheet off her body. In a flash she was sprawled onto the bed with the sheet
flying in the air, his shirt flying after it. While kissing him Robin explored
his smooth chest with her soft hands. Amon’s hands felt around her smooth
bottom and lower back. He broke there kiss only to take her neck into his mouth
and taste the salt of her flesh. Robin gasped at his expressive mouth, tongue,
and roaming hands. Her hands slid around his neck as she brought him back to a
full long kiss. She could feel the large bulged in his pants press against her.
Amon’s large hands pressed ageist her inner thigh now, slowly making long
graceful moments towards her warmth. Robin gasped and bit his lip at the first
stroke of his finger.
“Am.. Amon..” She whimpered, feeling so overwhelmed with
need she never knew possible.” Please..” And he happily did, inserting one
finger slowly into her, she gasped.
She was tight, so my
thought were correct, she is a virgin, I better take this slowly, he though
as he kissed her deeply. Her tongue slid into his mouth, and he had every fiber
of his being begging to clame her as his. His warm mouth crushed harder on hers,
his tongue brushing the edge of her teeth. She moaned in his mouth as he thrust
deeper into her virgin body. She felt the need for a second finger, for
something, a deep need for him to penetrate her. As sudden as the need came so
did the realization. She closed her eyes, trying to ignore the teachings she
learned since a young age. She pressed ageist his body as the second finger slipped ever slowly deeper into
her need, but her fingers brushed ageist his wounded shoulder, making him yelp.
Blood began to flow and Robin pushed him back. “Amon, you’re bleeding again.”
“Shit..” Amon grunted and leapt from atop of her. “Robin,
I’m sorry, I am so sorry” And he ran from the bed to the bath.
“Holy Mary, please forgive me for my sins..” Robin whispered
wrapping herself in the sheet again.
“Robin, I am so sorry I couldn’t control my desire for
you..” Amon came back to her. Robin flung her arms around him and hugged on
him. Amon just held her. “I love you Robin Sena.”
“No, Amon, it is okay. I just, I don’t think we should,
right now.”
“I understand, but maybe we could just lay here, I haven’t
slept yet.”
“You mean like an afternoon nap?” Robin asked as he lay back
with her. He nodded and kisses her forehead again. The two curled up under the
large blanket as one singe unite, there two hearts as one.
MEANWHILE
Amber was slammed
ageist the street pole in a dark ally, even in day time it was dark. Already in
pain from her reopened wounds this only made it worse. But she could not hurt
the man attacking her. He punched her once and the twice in the gut and she
slid down the wall. She caught his hand and yanked him forwards so that his
head slammed into the wall. Jumping up she forced her body to be surrounded by
a cold ice shield. The man shattered it with a single punch. As she fell again
to the ground he kicked her three or more times, but Amber willed her mind out
of her body and took his beating. As a final blow he kicked her chest THAT is IT! Her mind screamed and tossed
herself up. She jabbed him with a left right punch to his solar plexus, harder
than he though possible from the vixen before him. She followed with a right
hock, but he blocked it, she answered with a hock to his knees. He falls fast
and hard. She took off.
“Don’t you EVER touch Robin again you.. WITCH!” Cried Nigia.
I have no intention of
harming her again, thought the dark haired woman. She ran to her waiting car.
The same man opened the door and his mouth, but the look Amber gave him shut
him up. She didn’t want to look in the mirror of the car and pulled her hood
over her head so no one looked at her. She knew she was bloody. She knew she
had to make the call. But that was later, now she needed to breath, which hurt
like a bitch.
“Will you be alright at your hotel?” asked the hunter. “You
are really blooded up, and unless one of your gifts is of healing..”
“I will be fine. Shut up and drive me.” She snapped, not
using her accent. The man looked at her
but said not a word.
When she
arrived at the hotel she let her American partner do all the talking as she
walked up into her room. Once there she turned on the bath before even switching
on the lights. When her partner arrived she had already discarded the bloody
clothing and cloak and shut the bath door.
“Call me if you need anything Amber” He accented her name to prove that her one slip had given
her real self away.
“I will!” She called through the door back in accent. But
she was answered in slamming of the door. Sighing she slipped into the steaming
water, the smell of Amber and Myrrh cooled her inner pain. I almost killed him, I almost killed the one man who loved me. And he
took the bullet for her, he.. LOVES HER! The shock of the past 24 hours
shook her to the core. He loves her, he
loves her, he loves her, he loves her played through her mind as she poured
the steaming hot water over her head. As the water splashed across her back and
into the tube she was brought back from her mindless state. The steam helped
bring back the pain of her wounds. Still she did not want to see the wounds,
she could already feel herself bruising. Owe..
owe owe.. I should have known better, I should have called it a personal
vacation to somewhere other than here. Damn ashore caught me. She sighed
and slid down the tub and ducked her head into the water. She forced her body
to relax. And then she felt it begin, the healing process. Raising from her position
and to lean ageist the tub she let her mind run back to her past. She was the
first daughter to the Gregori family. A well known Italian blood line of Naples,
she came from a long line of witches, and Witch Hunters. She was Stregheria, a practice
of Witchcraft before the coming of Christ. Her mother was Witch hunter and a
Stregheria too, and like Amber, she felt that Witches who were not “Craft
Users” and did not adhere to the ‘rules’ of the craft users, should be killed.
Solomon was just starting when her mother hunted for them. Her mother even knew
Father Juliano, a Tuscan Priest. Amber’s father was a witch, and a scientist. Solomon
offered to keep him alive if he worked with them, his ‘craft’ was healing,
Amber’s mother held the craft of already controlling visible earth elements, if
mud was on the ground she could make it grow and move, same with stone, plants,
ect. They two of them signed up to help with Toudou with his genetics
work during the early stage. The final
stage was Robin… I was first stage, she reminded herself. They met, feel in
love, and Solomon decided to let them, but that there child was to be both
research and a hunter. Nine months after the beautiful Catholic wedding Amber
was born in Avolino, but soon they moved to Tuscany.
She was named because of the fact that every flammable object in the room
caught fire, luckily everyone anticipated problems of her birth and they were
prepared. Not a few hours after her birth she exhibited craft powers over
water, it turned to ice when touched. She was studied day after day, trained
since birth. It turned out by the time she was five she had multiple powers, to
heal herself, to freeze objects, including herself, to date she knew she had at
least power over the five elements, to move and activate plants, to expand and
move fire, ice and water, create strong winds, and to heal herself, though not
fully. One down side to all her power was the need to rest after extreme use. I will sleep well tonight, she sighed.
As she got to age six her family began to spend less time with her and she was
sent to live with her mother’s sisters in Avelno, where she was born. Her
family visited her often, but she knew they were constantly working on
something. Robin, that’s what they were
creating. After the ‘failed’ experiment her family fled to America,
but she stayed in Italy
and traveled back and forth. By the time she was 10 she was returned to her
mother so that her distant could be finished. Her mother finished training her
and brought her around the world to hunt. She saw Father Juliano only to be
tested on her hunting skills. She learned to use a gun more than her powers. At
age 17 she hunted with Amon, that was
around 5 years ago, she realized. Two and half years after that he hunted
her, just like he did with Robin and his previous partner. But she, Amber had
killed Amon’s last partner. Solomon had also found something worse than witches,
witches that could summon demons. Amber’s life was saved because she was
powerful enough and was in enough control to hunt them. She still did Witch
hunts, but she was called on less of them and more of the other kind of hunt. If Amon returns I want him to join the
“Dark” team.
Amber shook herself from day dreaming and took her pouring
bowl and started to wash her hair. She poured the water all over herself and
re-dunked after each step in the cleaning. The pain was bearable, but she knew
she had at least broken one rib and sprained her ankle, but maybe more. When
she knew all the blood had been washed off she rose from the tub and turned on
the light again. She was covered from head to toe in blue and black. Her
shoulders were still red from the fire woman’s defense, never had another witch
hurt her. Wrapping a towel around her she wandered from the bath to the bed.
Lighting a smoke she dialed on the room phone.
“I failed Ms. Karasuma” She spoke without her accent in Japanese.
“So Robin and Amon are alive?”
“Yes, please do not tell anyone.”
”I will pass you onto Chief, you can tell him yourself.” With that the phone
beeped several times till her boss’s voice answered.
“You failed I hear,” He said with a smile in his voice. “HE
wants to speak with you, oh and thank you” She didn’t have time to tell Kosaka that she hurt Amon in the process. She
heard the voice she feared the most of all her bosses.
“Give me full
details, and get that smoke out of your lips before you do so!” Father Juliano
scolded her. She whimpered for a moment and put her smoke out.
“I’m sorry father.” Sighing she forced herself clam. She
told him of everything related to the hunt, and the aftermath. “And so you see
sir, I do not think she is a danger anymore. Amon maybe, but she has full
control.”
“So has he awoken yet?”
“No sir, but he will soon. I know it.” She spoke hopefully.
“And if he does I will personally take responsibility for both of them. I will
not fail you again.”
“Then call them to a meeting in two days. Tell them in six
months one of STN-J members will contact and meet them again. They will return
to work for STN-J. Robin will be removed from Solomon’s care until further
notice. The hunt is off, I repeat, the HUNT IS OFF. I will have the American
STN know as soon as you are off this phone.” She herd him release a happy sigh.
“For the first time Amber, I am glad you failed. Tell Amon that they have 2
weeks when they first arrive to prove they can still hunt, I will have him transpierced
to the ‘Dark’ team also, as you requested. Do not let Robin know who you are, I
have plans for you two.”
“Sempre il nonno preoccuparsi” always the caring grandfather, she spoke in the old tongue with
sarcasm. “I will do as you ask sir.” And she hung up. She relit her smoke and
dialed Amon’s cell number. Michael had found it without knowing it.
“Who is this?” Amon demanded.
‘Who the hell do you think, don’t hang up or scream at me yet. You both are taken off
the hunting list. I am to meet with you both as soon as possible, but because
of your brother’s actions I must heal first.”
“What the hell?”
“STN-J and Solomon will take you both back as hunters, and
don’t worry I took out the part of you two kissing out of the report. Meet me
in two days at 3 PM in the food
court. Robin must be there, but I will only speak to you. She must not know who
I am yet.” And she hung up before Amon could give a breath to her. Sighing she laid
back into the bed, bringing her ash tray with her. He took her bullet, Amon loves Robin more than he loved me, they are coming
to Japan in six months. The priest will most likely
put Robin in my care, and make Amon watch as I turn her from a young witch to a
woman craft user. She put out her smoke and closed her eyes again, resting
into a sleep. He took her bullet, Amon
loves Robin more than he loved me, they are coming to Japan in six months. The priest will most likely
put Robin in my care, and make Amon watch as I turn her from a young witch to a
woman craft user, He took her bullet, Amon loves Robin more than he loved me,
they are coming to Japan in six months. The priest will most likely put Robin
in my care, and make Amon watch as I turn her from a young witch to a woman
craft user. She repeated the though over and over again as she fell asleep.
MEANWHILE
Amon laid
his head back on the bed with Robin asleep beside him. It was late and had just
spent the last few hours with his brother arguing, and the last few minutes on
the phone with beautiful and powerful ex partner. I can not believe the hunt is off. That is if we prove useful, that’s
how Amber lived, she is useful. I wonder if Robin will be trained for the
“Dark’ team. She already most likely has me booked for the team. Amon
rested his thoughts and suddenly felt sleep hit him. She leaned over and kissed
Robin’s check and the irony of the situation hit him. Amber was 17 when they
first became lovers, but I was 22 then,
just like she is now. But I truly love Robin, Amber was just a lover, not my
love. He felt better and closed his eyes, and slowly he fell asleep,
dreaming of Adam’s problem with Blond Eve and Dark haired Lilith.
END Chapter Three
End Notes: Sorry to cut the sex scene short, no one else has
done something like that and I wanted to! LOL! And I’m also sorry that Amber
and her past took up most of the chapter. Chapter 4 will be all SNT-J and Amon
and Robin, and the meeting.
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