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Old Friends and New Hunters	By : Vivianna-Moonshadow Category: +S to Z > Witch Hunter Robin Views: 1727 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN: Sorry it has been so long. i finished this a few months ago, but my proof reader has been too lazy to finish proofing it. so I'm putting it up as is, so sorry about grammer and spelling and run ons.
I might at some point write some one-shots that are in this storyline, but I just needed to finish this. so, I hope you enjoy it.

Final: Escape
   Amon could hear Kate screaming down the hall, and hear Dahlia crying in her cell across from his; he didn’t know where Dom was, and Sara did nothing but stare off without speaking since they took Dom away from her. Amon had a feeling she was more with him than she was in the cell, it was amazing link the two of them had. Robin was in the cell to the right of his, Sara was allowed to share her cell due to her lack of sight. He clenched his teeth tight as another gut wrenching scream came down the hall. “What in God’s name are they doing to her?” he couldn’t keep the question to himself anymore. The question was aimed at their silent gaurd, but it was Sara that answered.
   “Testing, they want to know what it is that makes us what we are. They are trying to recreate it, and they are failing,” she said in a small voice. The gaurd hit the door with a gloved fist and told them to shut up, as always. Robin looked at Amon with tears in her eyes, and stroked her daughters hair. “They are doing the same to Dominic, but his is worse, he is just too far away to hear.” Sara was sobbing too much to talk more. She hugged her mother and cried till she slept; Dahlia said not a word the whole time, she just cried. Dahl had never been very good with stress.
   He had spent the first few days testing the bars of his cell. All of them, save Dahlia, had. Pushing, hitting, pulling; but with nothing to show, even Dom had no luck moving the bars. At the end of the week, they took him away for hours at a time. Bringing him back chained head to toe, he could walk, just barley. Sara compacted two gaurds when they brought him back and only when they treatened to kill him did she calm down. She hadn’t done anything else after that.
   After a month, they kept him away. That was when Sara stopped being mentally present. Amonth after that they took Kate. A funny ordeal that was; she killed six, and maimed two. One of those she happened to castrate before they knocked her out. Amon laughed remembering them openeing the cell. She just sat there acting compliant and calm. As she was walked out of the cell was when she turned and attacked, jumping and clawing and biting. She still couldn’t shift fully, they had injected her with something that suppresed her craft, at least that is what their captor said it was. She could give herself claws and long teeth, and animal ears and tails, but not more than that.

   Like with Dominic, she would be gone for hours at a time before being brought back, but unlike Dom when she came back she was not chained. It seemed she was in a trance, walking as if in a sleep. She would lay down on her cot and sleep for long periods. When Amon or Robin tried to ask her what happened, they would be yelled at to be quiet or the gaurd would hit the door or them if he was fast enough. Once he tased Amon, which lost the gaurd an arm. All Kate could tell them was that it wasn’t that bad. A week later when they took her back, that is when the screaming started. She was is no daze after that, she would come out of the back room kicking and fighting all the way down the hallway. The response to their question this time was only, ”I’m going to kill them all”.
   Dominic awoke to the same thing as everyday since the capture: bars. Bars on all sides of him, and chains on his hands and a muzzle over his mouth. He groaned and pushed himself up to a sitting position. Everything hurt like a thosand bee stings. They had been sticking him with needles day in and day out, and when they weren’t taking blood and injecting him they were pushing him to his limits. Testing his wings and claws, his legs and his teeth. They had him running on a treadmill for hours to test his endurance, making him run untill he blacked out.
   They never told him their names, but Sara did. She now knew the ins and outs of the whole place, and she had been telling him. He felt bad though; it was taking so much out of her to get into everyone’s head and get the information she needed. She now had all of the names of the people that were torturing him and Kate and what their plans where. That was the only reason he played along with them, doing their stupid test; he was waiting for Sara to give the signal. To tell him to strike and how to get them and get out. They were a long way off though. He just kept telling himself to wait a little longer. Kate was not nearly as compliant, but Dominic was glad there was someone to keep the commander busy.
   Kate gripped the sides of the table enough to break it, and had to shift to find something else to grab as Commander Fluvio rode her hard, thrusting into her hot, wet pussy. She hated it and she hated him, but Goddamn it, she was in heat, and he was the only one there that would. Not out of kindness though. She had to curse him and fight him and yell; calling him horrible names before he quieted her with his dick in her mouth, then shoving her onto the table and fucking her raw. She screamed and bucked and he only fucked her harder. But it only scratched the itch in her cunt and made it itch and ache more; she needing it rougher, meaner, and more, well, animalistic. As he grunted and finished, she turned around and tried to bite him, but the collar around her neck and chain that attached it to the table would not let her reach that far. He had learend after the first few times; and after loosing part of his lower lip. The collar scratched and cut into her neck and she pulled against it.
   “Not this time you miserable slut,” he said as he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. He pulled the chair back around to the table and thrust her down into the awful metal thing. He cleaned himself up, leaving her there in the dirty shirt they had provided her, pants around her ankles with cum wetting her thighs. She sat staring at him, her legs hanging open, still savoring the painful bliss between her legs. He was by not means the best man she had been with, but he wasn’t the worst.
   He walked to the door and allowed the scientists back in, then walked back down the hall with a smug smile, like he had won. Stupid old fuck had done just what she wanted. When she attempted to bite, he had been so busy with her face he hadn’t noticed her hands, she had reached into his pocket and grabbed his key card. As the smarty pants docs were going about doing their normal business, she looked at the card and memorized the numbers on the back that Sara had told her about. It wasn’t easy. Her memory was good, but being in heat was making everything in her head about sex. After a few minutes, however, she had it. She then threw the card so that it slid across the room and under the door. Dumbass would think he dropped it.
   The lust hit her again in an intence wave. She pushed herself back in her now hospital like bed that hey had carted in not long ago, when her waves got too bad to sit up strait. Her breathing picked up and the moniters went crazy with beeps and noises; they had her hooked up to more machines than she cared to count and chained to the bed after her first few attempts to mount anything near by. Her urges hadn’t been this bad for a long time, not since she and her father had started their romps when she was about 14. But when she was 12, and started her periods and her heat cicles, it had been unbareable. She had to stay home from school and she would moslty stay in bed, cry, and play with herself. It is rough having to deal with intense lust with no outlet, and after about two months without getting any, it was too much too bear. Because of her needs, she started having sex pretty early in life, but after her parents found out after having to go get her from a house one night, they cracked down. It was only a few months later that the pain started again and her father relented and helped her, after also being kicked out of the bedroom for his own heat filled needs. They had an agreement: only when in heat and no more random houses for her. It kept her safe and him out of her mother’s hair.
   She hoped that Sara’s plan worked. She couldn’t take much more of this. She was roused from her thoughts by the Doctor coming into the room to reset her monitors. She hated this part. Once the screens were quiet, he reached for the metal table that held all of his tools. He picked up a mean looking one that was hooked and serrated. Kate rolled her eyes and tried to calm herself, but it was no use, the sight of it made her heart speed up which showed on the monitor. The doctor smiled a toothless smile. They had found out early that Kate liked pain. A lot. And they used that to test the intensity of her heat. It might sound like a good deal, they give you what gets you off, but no. They didn’t get her off. Close, but not quite, and that made it worse. They would get her close and then bring her down as much as they could, seeing if they could give her a medication to negate the effects of being in heat. Nothing really worked yet, but she couldn’t help but scream and cry everytime they denied her an orgasam. It hurt so badly sometimes that she broke her chains a few times and cut herself more than once. Even when she was allowed back to her cell she was restrained in a way that she couldn’t rellieve the pain between her legs. Her father wasn’t any better off than her, he was now also restrained and being close, but not close enough to touch, was driving them both up the wall.
   Sara was so tired at the end of her days, that she fell into dreamless sleep the second her head touched her pillow, only to wake feeling worse and having to start her work again. She could now see the entire layout of the building they were in, and under. It was clever; they were not in a STN building but in a place far from one, under what appered to be a run down church. She hated the blaspheme of doing such horrible things in the guise of a house of God. She was not hugely religious like her mother and Dahlia, but there are some things you just do not do. It was only a few hours ago that she realized that the people that took them in where not from the STN at all, she didn’t know who they were, but they wanted to control them, and use them for their powers. It made her sick, taking witches and testing them, literally, to death for the sake of science. Trying to figure out what made them tick. She could feel the anger left here by other tortured sould that had slept in these very cells, and died here.
   Getting into their minds was easy, but not too easy. They had learned to protect themselves from minor telepaths but she was much stronger due to her mother’s genes. For days, they had taken her to the back room hooked her up to machines and asked her questions about her abilities, and her family. They asked what she knew about them and she tried to get around the lie detector she was attached to.
   “I know that you have nothing to do with the STN, the normal hunters that have followed us in the past. I know that the bullets you used on us are the same ones they use, and I know that once you have learned all you can from us you are going to kill us.” She tried to keep the tears from falling, but they would not stay in.
   “So, how do you know all that?” her captor asked, his name was Malcom. Dr. Fredrick Malcom. He had a cold voice and his tone was harsh sometimes, but he wasn’t as evil as the other man. The one that liked Kate, Fluvio, was evil to the core and it frightened Sara that she might be paired with him one day.
   “I have seen it, in my head. I can normally see into people’s heads easier, but it is harder here; foggy almost.” It was almost a lie. It was harder, but doable. But she knew that the detector wouldn’t catch it. She had seen this conversation before it happened, but things change sometimes. Not often, but it did happen.
   “What all did you see, my dear?”
   “I saw the upstairs of this place. It isn’t an STN building, and your employees do not seem to be trained in the STN styles. The bullets are different, normal STN use Orbo, but you don’t. Those are made with better, srtonger anti-craft runes, better than even the ones that were used on my parents years ago. And I have seen and spoken to some of the previous tenants of the cell i’m staying in. They have told me a few things.”
   She was trying to be brave, but it was hard without Dominic. He was nomally her rock, the one that kept her steady and strong.
   “That is fascinating. And I believe that you saw them coming; you and your brother were ready for a fight when they threw down your doors.” She could hear him shifting, placing his elbows on the table and resting his head on his hands, just like she had seen. Everything was going as planed.
   “Yes, I saw it, but I was asleep so it was still a suprise. But Dom knew something was wrong.”
   “Does he share your psychic ability?”
   “No. He could feel that I was distressed. It was keeping him awake. I’m kind of glad he is a light sleeper.” She folded her hands in her lap to stop the shaking, but it was uncomfortable with all the wires.
   “With your wondrous ability, are you and your family planning anything? I have seen your sister, Kate, talking to herself; or it seems to herself. And your Father is always testing the doors.” She could hear a faint accent when he spoke, almost Russian.
   She gave a small laugh, “You are mistaking planning for their natural reaction to being caged. They are animals at heart, Papa and Kate. Kate is claustrophobic; she hates small spaces and she has learned how to calm herself by thinking out loud about where she would rather be. And Papa is also not fond of being inclosed, but not as bad as Kate. In his head he feels that if he pushes himself to one wall, the space doesn’t feel so small.” She silently hoped that her answer would be enough to keep him off them for a little while. She just needed to give them a few more days.
   He sighed and looked at her, she could feel his eyes studying her. After a few minutes the machines were cut off and papers rustled as the scientists brought Mr. Malcom the results of the lie detector.
   “Well, my dear, you are lucky you are telling the truth or tomorrow would have been worse. Your tests start in the morning, and your cooperation has granted you an easier time. If you contune to cooperate you will be rewarded with nicer doctors. Your sister and brother do not find it so easy to agree with us, and that is why they are treated the way they are; keep that in mind.” He got up and left the room, leaving the task of returning her to her cell to the guards that were always outside the door. They shoved her through the door so hard she fell and she heard her mother shout to them. She had seen this. She would not be in her mother’s cell anymore
   “It’s alright Mama, I’ll be fine,” she called out as she felt along the floor till she came to the bed and pulled herself up on to it. “I’ll be ok here, don’t worry,” she called to her mother’s direction. “It’ll be just fine, I can do this,” she told herself as she moved her sightless eyes around the room. She knew where everything was due to her visions, but could not acually see them. It’s like walking around your house at night; you know the way but can’t see it. It is doable, but the darkness can frighten the bravest of men, and she has lived in it her whole life.
   Dahlia sat in the hard metal chair with her hands in her lap. She didn’t know what they would do with her. Her mother was a far better firestarter than she was; what could they need her for? She had told them everything they needed to know; why go through all of this? She jumped violently as the door opened, letting in Dr. Malcom, clipboard in hand as always. He sat down in front of her and slid papers in front of her. With a pen in hand, he gave her a small smile.
   “Here you are, my dear. All I need from you is a signiture and a promise and you will never see me again.” He put the pen down in front of her and spun it around.
   “What do you mean? What is going to happen to me and my family? What are these papers?” she was beyond confused.
   “Well, you called and told us about your family’s need of our help. You told us how to find you and what to do, Little Bird. These papers are our promise to let you walk out of here unharmed and leave you alone forever as long as you promise to forget your family and never speak of what has happened in this place. You get peace for your silence.” She noticed how he tilted his head from side to side as he spoke, like a puppy, but behind that look was something else.
   “How do you expect me to forget my family? I can’t just leave them here. You said you could help us; that you could fix me and them, but you haven’t fixed anything, you’ve just been hurting them” She was getting upset. That wasn’t good. Bad things happen when she is upset.
   He just smiled, “Everything has a price Little Bird, and the price of your cure is your family’s pain. I can guarantee in time I will have the cure to your affliction, but your parents and siblings will have to help me and they are not very cooperative.” He pushed the pen closer to her. “If you do not sign the papers, then you will join them and create a cure for someone else. Which is it going to be?” he raised his eyebrows to her and motioned at the papers again.
   She didn’t know what to do. She was promised help and all it had gotten her was a cell and a headache, but he was promising her a solution: a cure. Could she do it? Could she forget her family? Sure, Papa and Kate could rot in this hell; she didn’t care about them. But Sara, Dominic, Mama; did they deserve this? They had never been mean to her. She couldn’t get the image of Sara’s smile out of her head. The the face of Dominic, looking at her so sweetly. And Mama, she was always there for her. She defended her when Kate was mean or Papa ignored her for one of his other children, or when someone at school was mean to her.
   But she couldn’t live like this anymore. Hiding, fearing, being hunted. It may have been fine by the others but she couldn’t. She wanted to be normal, to fit in. To have a life not riddled with secrets.
   When she opened her eyes, she was shocked to see Dr. Malcom standing. When had that happened, he looked scared. The she noticed that the papers he had set in front of her were aflame, and they were a very strange shade of purple. She gasped and jumped up and away from the table as the flames ate through it and onto the floor. One of the men in lab coats came with a fire extinguisher, it took a full ten mintues and two more extinuishers to kill the flame. All Dahlia could do was stare at what used to be a table as tears streamed down her face.
   “Please help me with this; I can’t control it sometimes. But I can’t leave my family. Keep me here with them, and I’ll be good. I’ll do as you say; but I can’t live like this anymore.” She sobbed as Dr.Malcom put his hands on his face and sighed.
   “I don’t think we can do that now, my dear. That was something I have never seen before, and it needs to be looked into. Since you have not agreed to our deal, you are to be in the same situation as the rest of your very special family. Take her back to her cell.” He gestured to the guards and they cautiously came around to her and dragged her out of the room.
   “No, please! Don’t do this! I can’t live like this!” She screamed as they dragged her past the other cells that housed her family that she had betrayed for what appeared to be no reason. She sobbed as they laid her on her cot. As they were almost to the door she looked up and gave one last scream and was shocked as a blast of that purple flame shot from her and almost hit the guards. They were as shocked as she was. She shook her head and tried to apologize as they shot her with a dart and then her world went black. She dreamed of purple flames and of Sara telling her everything would be ok, She had made the right choice.
   As Kate was dragged back to her cell, she hung her head and tried to go completely slack to make herself heavy so the guard would have to work. She tried to dig her heels in as they got closer, she hated that cage, it made her feel like she couldn’t breathe. Her panic had ebbed after the first week of being stuck in there, but it was still there and she had to do her best not to freak out. The guard hit her and she picked up her feet. She wanted them to think she had lost her fight, but she was just saving it. If Sara’s plan worked then she would need all her strength. As she passed her father’s cell she gave it a good kick, casusing him to jump. She laughed and thrust her head back, bashing the guard’s nose, and going to his cage. He grabbed her through the bars and had a few moments to grope and kiss and grind her before the gaurd pulled them apart; she smiled all the way to her cell which was across the hall from him. She watched as he took the secret she had slipped him from his mouth and hid it under the bed.
   Dominic screamed as they stuck him with a new liquid that burned like fire as it flowed threw his veins. He jurked back in the chair and bit his lip, drawing blood that flowed down his chin. THey pryed his moth open and placed a bit inside so he wouldn’t bite again. The fire didn’t subside until they put in a counter active a few hours later. as the pain let go he cried and gasped, when they finally took the bit out he gave a sigh of releif. It was shrot lived though, because next they had to get his blood again
   He hated this, it was making him sick; the smell of the antiseptics and the sight of neddles made him cringe. He could take the pain, it was generally gone withing a few hours and while it was awful at times, he just thought about Sara, about seeing the blue sky and being about to fly again. At the end of the day, as the doctors were packing up, he had just enough wiggle room to grab a scalpul and pair of scissers with out anyone noticing, at the end of the day they were not as observent about the smaller tools and often forgot about them. But this was his last chance to grab them, a few more days and they would be out.
   But where to put them was the problem, he looked down at his chained and imobile figure trying to think of where they would fit with out hurting himself. it wasn’t the pain he was worried about, it was the blood that would attract the doctors to wherever he was cut should he nik himself.
   He hid them in the palm of his hand until they came to take him to his cell. As he sat up he fained being sick from the meds. they placed a bucket in front of him if he needed to vomit, it had happened before. And as he leaned over he slip the instraments in his shoe, between the shoe and sock. He faced the scauple away from him so it wouldn’t cut him too badly if he stepped wrong. after a few minutes he said he was fine and sat up. THe gaurd helped him stand up since he had said he was still dizzy, that way he could use the gaurd to keep some of the weight off the foot he was hidding the stuff in.
   As he got back in the cell and was set down on the bed he slowly took the scauple and scisors out of his shoe and placed them under his pillow, he needed to be ready.
   Sara sent a message out to her falimy “Tomorrow night, Be ready.”
   Robin was worried but ready, she wasn’t really sure what for, but Sara had just told her that she needed to be ready to run and burn as they went. Amon hadn’t done much but pace for the past hour, changing between himself and a wolf every now and then. Kate was much the same, pacing, changing, and over all being skittish. But after a while they must her heard from Sara, becasue they both seemed to stop at the same time, and tried to act normal. Robin knew they were still upset, but anyone that didn’t really know them wouldn’t know.
   Once Sara had told Kate that she was being too obviously agitated she flopped down on her bed and told herself the number on the back of the card again. It had almost become a lullaby to her, she said it to calm herslef, repeating it made her feel better, it was her key to freedom. But it was no use, she was too excited, when Sara gave the word, it would happen fast and she would be out. It was too much to keep in, but she waited, when they were free she was going to fun until her heart and lungs could go no more.
   Dominic had been in Tests all day, that wasn’t good. He was worn out, they had tested his wings today, but not the way he had hoped. They had put weights on him and made him lift, if he refused the shocked him hard. After that it was his legs and then his teeth. They were facinated by his teeth, asking him he had been born with them or had they grown like that. He told them he didn’t know, he didn’t remember, they would have to ask his mother. Apperently they didn’t because they still asked him. when they were finally done with him, he fell onto his cot and cried. It had hurt so bad, he ached from head to toe; he just hope he had the strength to be ready when it was time.
   Sara thried not to gasp as she got her next vision, they were making her head hurt like hornets in her head, but the news was too good, a time. 10:15 for the start and they would be out at 10:30, and safe by 10:40. Everything was set as long as her family was ready, she prayed this was a failproof vision. she told them the time and what time each should do their part and prayed to God for help.
   Dominic stared at the clock and waited; he couldn’t wait to be rid of his restraints. He still had to supress a laugh when they put him in them, trying to fit a straight jacket around his wings, tight enough that he couldn’t get out of them. As he watched the clock get closer to the time he began to get twitchy with anticipation.
   When he saw the clock tick the corect time he heard Sara tell him to go, He would be the first out. He carefuly drew out his claws and nicked the fabric to loosen it, he had to be as quiet as possible, so the gaurd wouldn’t notice. Once he was loose enough he sloughed off the jacket and unlocked the chains on hus feet with his claws as well as the collar around his neck. the guard was too busy reading to notice, but as he walked to the front of his cell, dominic put the jacket on his front side to look normal.
   When the guard saw him he jumped up, “What are you doning? how did you walk over here?” he had his hand on his gun.
   “Sorry, the forgot to do my feet tonight. I thought I would take advantage of it; could you please scratch my nose for me, it iches horribly.” Dominic lowered his head and rested his head against the bars. The guard eyed him and slowly approched; he lifted his hand a scratched Dom’s nose and Dom sighed. As the gaurd drew back Dom Grabbed his arm with one hand a covered his mouth with the other.
   “Thank you so very much, you are kind to help, but I still have to kill you; Nothing personal” Dom quickly snapped his neck and grabbed the key from his belt. He slowly lower the poor guard to the ground; he stood back up and fitted the correct key in the door. He regreted kill the guard, but it needed to be done.
   He headed down the hall way and folowed the series of corridors that Sara had showed him. After the second turn he peeked around the corner, Sara said there should be another guard, and she was right. He was just sitting in a chair by the check point reading a book.
   He was too far away for Dominic to sneak up on him easily, and the coridor was too sparse for that as well. Dominic thought on his choices. He could either rush the guard and kill him before he rose an alarm, or he could try and distract the gaurd into comming closer for the sneak. . The second opition would take too long he determined and ran down the hall faster than he had in days, the guard only had time to gasp as Dom grabed his head and snapped it araound.
   Sara was having a hard time focusing, it had taken alot out of her to set all of the camaras on a loop with out anyone noticing, and then trying to get into the brains of the guards that would be on thier path out. She didn’t have the consintration left to put them to sleep or kill them, but she could slow them down and make them tired. She was so excited that Dominic would be here soon, she was so very tired and missed him so very much.
   Kate was pacing her cell, repeting the numbers again as quietly as she could. Her clit was killing her, she was in heat bad, but could do nothing for it. No matter how many times she got herself off it didn’t help, it only made it worse.
   “Calm down, it’s ok, just a little longer” She kept telling herself between riciting numbers.
   “What is your problem girl? Settel down or I’ll zap you” the gaurd banged on her bars and gripped his stun rod.
   Kate looked over at Sara, Sara nodded. Kate Smiled at the guard and slowly walked up to the bars. Smartly, the guard backed up a few steps. Kate touched the bar in front of her and sighed.
   “Just saying how much I wished the you would come in here and fuck me good” She moaned a little and pressed herself agianst the bars.
   “I’m not falling for that trick you little bitch,” he pulled out the stun rod and she heard it charging.
   “Come on, buddy, I need a good lay. Just humor me this once.” She rolled her eyes a bit, and gripped the bars harder.
   There was a beep as the rod finished charging and he stuck her with it. She gasped and moaned as she quikly grabbed on to the guards extended arm; He gave a shout as the current hit him too. She pulled him closer to her and placed her hands around his neck and ripped into it with her nails, blood covered her arm and the floor as she dropped him.
   “You didn’t have to do that, you could have just shut up. Why do you have to act like a psycho?” Dahlia was looking at her in disgust.
   “I don’t know Dally, why do you have to act like such a bitch? you are the one that needs to shut up, if I hear you speak before we are out of here I will do the same to you.” Kate didn’t even want to look at her. She was such a coward, she didn’t even have a part in the plan.
   “Don’t talk to me like that, you know I hate that language. You are so crude.”
   “Both of you, shut up. You can fight when this is done” Amon snapped at them, he was too pissed off and too horny to deal with them bickering right now. Now that the guard was dead and with Dominic on the way he pulled the other passcodes Kate had given him out from under the mattres. One was for the second set of doors and the other would be for the last, Kate had the code forthe first set of doors. He hoped she would be able to keep her head long enough to use them, She wasn’t looking good.
   Dominic came through the door only moments later, he was out of breath and holding a set of keys.
   “Well it seems you have already taken care of that for me” Pointing to the dead guard, “Thank you for that, I’m running on fumes here.” He walked over to Sara’s Cell and after a few trys, found the right key. He walked up to her and scooped her up in his arms and hugged her close.
   “We have to hurry, I can’t keep going for too much longer.” She managed to say, her vioce small and almost a whisper.
   Dominic carryed her out and the set to opening their mothers cell. Once she was out she took the keys and opened everyone else, saving Dahlia for last. As she opend the door Dominic and Sara went in instead of waiting for her to come out. Dahlia looked at them with a little fear in her heart.
   “You can come with us if you want. But you can not speak until we are safe and you cannot continue to treak us and yourself as if there is something wrong with us. Do you agree?” Dominic stared at her after asking,
   “We need an answer now, or you will be left behind.” THere was not the usual warmth in his voice, he was completely cold.
   “I do, just please don’t leave me,” She whispered. They had not told the others yet.
   “Good, and too make sure,” Dominic reached out and grabbed her shoulder, he squeezed a spot in her throat and she gasped. She tried to speak, but nothing came out. “THat will keep you quiet until you are allowed.
   They all walked out of the cell, Dahlia could not bear to look at anyone. Dominic reached into his pocket and handed his mother the scalpul and Dahlia the scissors. THey took them and prossceded to the end of the hall.
   Kate came to the door and looked at the number pad and started putting in the code. She hit enter and it told her that the code was incorrect.
   “No, no that is right, I know it, I’ve been saying it for days.” She was starting to panic. She put in the number and got the same responce. “No!” She yelled and hit the wall by the keypad and the door opened. but then locked again. She grunted in frustration.
   Amon came up and held her face, Looked her in the eye and said “It’s ok, you can do it. you are saying the number right, but typing it wrong.It’s because your still in heat, if we live through this I will help you with that, but we have to get out first. Slow down, take your time” He let her go and she turned back to the keypad.
   She took a deep breath and looked back at the pad, she typed the code in slower and the door opened with ease. She sighed and rooled her eyes; He kissed her on the forehead and moved past her.
   When they came to a corner with a group of guards, they just missed being seen. Amon and Kate said they would take care of it, and take care of it they did. Changeing into small enough white cats they were able to skim along the walls without being seen and get close enough and grow to a wolf and lion and kill the four guards before they sounded their alarm.
   They got through the next check point easier, not that kate had killed a few people her head was clearer and she put in the right code the first time. She gave fist pump when the little light blinked green and the door opened. After that the codes would be Amon’s and she didn’t have to think as much.
   They got through the next one with out any trouble, Sara had regained enough strength to put them to sleep and they walked right by them.
   They were not so lucky after the next door. The corridors were more heavily guarded and they had guns not stun rods.
   “Ok, I’ll go down first,” Kate said as she turned and counted them. “There’s six of them though.”
   “I can take one or two, but I’m wearing out,” Amon was trying his hardest to keep up, but it was getting harder.
   “I can help too,” Robin had been feeling less than useless this whole time, she ggripped the scalpul in her hand, feeling the coldness. She prayed she wouldn’t have to use it, if thier bullets stoppedd her craft she would, and that might be the end of her.
   “You can do it, they are very drozy, as long as you’re quiet they won’t notice you,” Sara rasped from her place in Dominic’s arms.
   Kate went slowly down the right side of the hall. She was perched on the balls of her feet, ready at any moment to jump and shift. Amon did the same on the left side, Robin followed him. As they snuck down the hall they could hear the bored chatter of the guards, who were all facing a small T.V set. A few yawned and the others jioned in.
   That was the moment; Kate and Amon jumped in not even bothering to shift, it was too easy with them dazed by Sara’s craft. Kate riped out one throat with her nails and the other with her teeth, leaving a bloody mess in her wake. Amon was able to snap the neck of the first guard, but his strength was leaving him fast. Robin tossed him the scalpul and Amon slit the guards throat with ease. Robin burned her two with some difficulty, they had to be wearing some type of Orbo or anti craft amulets.
   THe last number pad door made all of their hearts race. As Amon put in the last code and the door opened they gave sigh; all they had left was to pick off the few guards in the Church section of this Gad awful place.
   “Sara, You never told us, What happens when we get out of here? Where do we go?” Robin said as she walked close to her youngest daughter. Sara was so tired, she hated having to ask, but it was the only thing they didn’t know.
   “They are going to be out there, get in the car, Use thier phone; Call Grandpa” She was gasping out every breath, trying to stay awake.
   “Who is out there? What are you talking about?” It was Kate. Sara moaned.
   “I doesn’t matter, your sister needs her rest. If she trusts them and knows they will help, who care who they are.” Amon was leaning on Kate at this point. His words full of pain, one of the last sets of guards had giving a really strong kick to the crotch and his was still hurting from it.
   With bated breath they reached the side door they were to leave from. As Kate and Amon pushed the door open Robin and Amon were Stunned to see Miho and Dojima standing by a car with Michael, Sakaki and two other people. Robin gave a choked laugh and hugged Dominic and Sara.
   The team of the STN-J was just as suprised to see them, excpesuially the naked Amon and Kate, who had long ago shed thier clothes to shift.
   “How did you all know we were here?” Robin gasped and hugged Dojima
   “No time, get in the car Now,” Sara was trying to get up, but Dominic was ahead of her; he was openeing the car door and placing her in. Everyone else got the message and climbed in the twin Vans they had parked.
   “I need to borrow a phone please,” Robin called from the back seat and Sakaki pulled a sleek new phone from his pocket and began to dial the number that belonged to her grandfather.
   He picked up after three rings, “Robin? Is that you? Sara said you would call.” He sounded out of breath. I have everything ready here. I have a hotel room set up, just tell you friends,” He gave her the name of the hotel and the adress and they were on the way.
    When they reached the hoteleveryone was sluggish and tired, but they couldn’t rest yet their was still a few things to do. As they walked into the room Father Juliano handed Amon some pants and Kate a dress, which she rolled her eyes at but slipped it on anyway.
   “I have your plane tickets, the flight is not for another few hours so we have some time. Would you like to tell us what happened Dahlia?” He looked to the oldest daughter who hung her head in shame.
   “I told him, that is how they were able to find us.” Sara rasped, she was still in her place on Doms lap.
   “What are they talking about? You know how this started?” Kate was already getting pissed, When it came to Dahlia, Kate got mad quick.
   “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for this to happen,” Dahlia was already in tears, her voice scratchy and rough after being cut off. “They told me they could help me, I just wanted to help.” She was getting ahead of herself and Kate was getting madder.
   “My dear, Just tell us who they are and how they found you.” Juliano placed a calming hand on her shoulder.
   “I don’t really know who they are, but they said that they had done it before; Cured witches of thier powers and made them better. And I met one of the people at A church I was volenteering at; I accidently burned something and he saw. He Told me that if I wanted it they could help my whole family, so I told him about everyone,” She was cut short by Kate jumping up and smacking her hard across the face.
   “You stupid little Religous nut. I don’t need to be cured of anything!” Amon pulled her back and placed her back in the chair she had been in. “I should rip your guts out right here, you rat.” She spit in Dahlia’s direction and kicked at her.
   “Hey, do I need to take you somewhere else?” Amon smacked her on the back of the head.
   “Acually, that wouldn’t be a bad idea,” Sara spoke softly. “We are going to be on the plane for a long time, and you two might want to go for a run while you still have time. If you come back in an hour that will leave us plenty of time to catch the flight.”
   “That sounds like a great idea,” Amon said from his place behind kate. Who was still giving Dahlia a death stare. They got up and left, Kate slamed the door hard behind her; causeing a glass to fall off the table and break.
   Dahlia finished her story about how she had been meeting with the people for a few weeks, telling them about each person and what they could do.
   “They said that they were going to come and ask you nicely to come with them; I had no idea that they were going to break in like that.” She finally told them about how they had told her she could leave if she would stay silent and leave them; and how she couldn’t do, how she had set the papers aflame and the purple flames. She cried hard as she finished her story, everyone was speachless.
   “It’s ok dear. You didn’t know what they had planned, it’s not all your fault.” Robin rubbed daughters back and tried to sooth her. “We are going to get on a plane, find a new place to live and then it will be all over.” Robin hoped her words calmed her, because Kate should be back any minute and she would need to be ready.
   When Kate did walk through the door with Amon, she was wierdly calm and just flopped down on the bed and told them to wake her when it was time to go. Everyone else set to tasks of geting things together and making sure they were ready to go.
   After what seemed like hours they were on the plane and heading for Japan; Even Juliano was coming. He wanted to make sure that his great-grandchildren were safe again.
   “So what makes being in Japan so safe? Didn’t you guys flee from there before we were born?” Kate whispered from the seat in front of Robin and Miho.
   “Yes, but you will be working for us and things are much better there now.” Miho wasn’t a huge fan of Kate and Kate didn’t like Miho, so that were even.
   “I am not hunting witches,” Kate said, a little too loud. They tried to hush her, but the four seditives it had taken to get her in the plane were making her talky.
   “Sit down and shut up; Drink some vodka and go to sleep.” Amon grumbled as he pulled her back around and sat her down. He handed her one of the tiny bottles and she was out before she finished it.
   The rest of the way was quiet and Robin finally felt that she could rest. Sara was fast asleep for the irst time in months and Dominic was right there with her. Sara was in deep conversation with her grandfather adn Kate and Amon were asleep.
   Miho reached up and turned off the overhead light and told Robin to sleep as well. AS she drifted off she could feel a sense of peace come over her. She would be back at the job that had started her whole adventure. She wondered how Nagira was doing, and the Cheif. She couldn’t wait to see them.
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