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Windy City	By : YumeNoMiko Category: +S to Z > Witch Hunter Robin Views: 8527 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I don�t own Witch Hunter
Robin�except for my boxed set *huggles her DVD boxed set*

Chapter 6: A Common Unity

�I�ve completed my task as per your
request Father Kain,� crimson lips curved in a sinister smirk. She knelt to the head inquisitor of the
STN-A as she let her ebon waves frame her face obscuring it from sight. �Everything is in place and as soon as you
give the word��

�Very good Ivy,� Father Kain spoke
up interrupting the woman dressed in black leather. Despite being a man of the cloth, Father Kain was still a
man. His eyes examined the slender
woman dressed in form fitted black leather as she knelt before him. During his
scan, his eyes fell on a rather elaborate rosary made from black onyx and blood
red ruby beads with a silver crucifix on the end. �Do you still pray my dear?� he asked casually.

�Of course Father,� she
repliepan pan style="mso-spacerun: yes"> �Father Kain, are you sure
your plan will work to ferret out the Eve of Witches?� the assassin known as
Ivy asked.

Kain walked to a window watching as
the sun crept higher in the horizon.
�Given the information about her in Solomon�s databanks, she will
eventually be overcome by guilt and surrender herself.�

�But what about the dark witch in
her midst?�

�He will be taken care with as
well.�

~*~&~*~

A soft groan escaped Robin�s lips
as she slowly opened her eyes. The
young fire witch tried to move only to feel a dull but pleasant ache between her
legs that alerted her to her recent sexual activities. �So, it wasn�t a dream this time� she mused
to herself as she sat up pulling the top sheet securely around her bare
chest. Robin winced slightly squeezing
her eyes shut at the brightness of the sun reflected off the fresh snow as it
added brilliance to everything around.

�Damnit, what time is it?� she
grumbled softly shielding her eyes.

�It�s going on one in the
afternoon,� Amon replied in his usual emotionless tone from the bedroom
door.

�Why did you let me sleep so late?
Rose and I were supposed to go grocery shopping today,� Robin gasped terrified
as she leapt out of bed and ran to the bathroom.

�She�s not here,�

�What?� Robin froze and looked
directly at Amon surprised. �She must
have left without me.�

�Or never came home from wherever
she went earlier this morning,� Amon added.
He stepped away from the bathroom as he gave Robin her privacy to shower
and dress. He made his way down stairs
to Rose�s private workroom and raised an eyebrow surprised at all that he
saw.

There in the workroom were various
sewing machines, a drafting table, and a computer. He turned his glance to a partially open closet and saw several
bolts of fine silken fabrics in an array of colors. But what caught his attention was the computer desk and
customized desktop system actively running.

Amon raised an eyebrow surprised to see that Rose had forgotten to
lock her computer. He sat down in front
of the monitor and began typing on the keyboard looking for any information he
could find.

So wrapped up in his search for
information on their hostess, Amon failed to hear the sound of the back kitchen
door as it opened and closed. He also failed to notice the presence behind
him.

�Find anything of interest?� Rose
softly asked, her voice hung heavy with fatigue.

Mildly startled, Amon turned and
looked directly into a pair of sleepy brown eyes. �I want to know the truth.�

Rose sighed exhausted and sat down
on a couch on the other side of the basement too tired to go back up the
stairs. �The whole truth?�

�Yes.�

Rose sighed again and waited a
moment before she began. A moment
later, Robin entered the basement room and gauged Amon and Rose�s
expression.

�First off, Nagira knew tod yod you
to me because he helped me five years ago.� Rose began. For a moment the dark skinned woman looked
older than her twenty-something years.
�My late husband was a highly decorated naval officer and since we were
recently married and had no children it was easy for us to move around when he
was reassigned. We had been living in
Japan for two and a half years when he got word from his commanding officer
that his tour of duty was up and we could return to the states. That�s when everything went wrong for us.�
Rose sighed softly sliding her fingers through her thick curly hair. A tear rolled down her cheek unchecked as
she recalled past events.

�We had just bought this house and
were two weeks from moving in when his powers awoke. They were too great for him and it drove him mad. He went on a rampage killing many until
STN-J stopped him and he was taken away.
They soon turned their attention to me.
I was on the run from them for several weeks until I ran into
Nagira. It was then that I made a
promise to your brother, Amon, to help any witch find safe passage away from
Solomon and the STN�� Rose yawned softly.
��If he helped me return home to Chicago. � Her eyelids slid closed.
�He kept his word�and so did I,� she finished before sleep completely
washed over her.

Amon and Robin glanced first at the
now dozing Rose then each other. Robin
picked up a fleece throw blanket and covered the sleeping woman. �If Nagira was wig tog to trust her, then I
will trust her as well,� Robin smiled softly.

Amon scowled slightly as he looked
at the sleeping healer and his �wife� before he went upstairs to their room.

~*~&~*~

Ivy royally hated her meetings with
Father Kain. She could always feel his
calculating gaze as it went deep to the core of her very being. When she finally reached the old building
she called home, the dark huntress made her way to her workout room with the
hope to alleviate some of the stress from her earlier meeting/

Afshe she hung her coat by the
door, Ivy walked over to the mini sound system and began to play some Linkin
Park. Out of habshe she quickly scanned
to her favorite song instantly and felt the tension from her meeting wash
away.

She walked to the center of the
room where a giant sand bag hung suspended by several heavy chains.

�It�s all Your Fault� Ivy
mentally screamed as she punched the bag with great force. Focused on the bag, Ivy�s mind wandered back
a few years to her training days back in Tuscany and a particular ginger haired
craft user who drove her to her hell.

�I swear on my life Robin Sena You
will not Live to fulfill your prophecy!� Ivy bellowed as she drove her fist
through the sandbag. Without a moment�s
hesitation, Ivy sent a concussion wave of energy through her fist that reduced
the sandbag to a giant mess.

�I Will see you bleed�if it is the
last thing I ever do.�

Author�s notes:

Yeah, I know it�s short, but the
next chapter will be good and long, Promise.
With the lacking popularity of the lemon�I don�t think I�ll write any
more of them��I suck at Lemons,
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