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I don�t own Witch Hunter Robin�Plain and simple.

Chapter 7: She Cried Red Tears

Robin woke up late after a fantastic night of love
making with Amon. She sat up in bed and
hugged the sheet close to her torso covering her breasts.

She glanced around the room surprised to see no sign
of Amon in or near the room and sighed softly.
Robin looked at the clock on the bedside table and saw that it was only
a quarter to nine in the morning and sighed again this time exasperated. �Where could he have gone so early in the
morning?� she asked herself.

As the young fire witch extracted herself from the
bed, a note on the night table caught her attention. She picked up the note and read it with a raised eyebrow.

Robin,

I have a few things to take care of, I will
return at exactly ten am. Please be
dressed and ready to go by then

Amon

Robin raised an eyebrow as she set the note back
down on the table. �Well I still have
time to take care of the bedding,� she mused to herself.

After a relaxing hot shower, Robin quickly dressed
then took care of the dirty sheets depositing them in the laundry hamper. Afterwards she quickly, but neatly made the
bed then brushed her hair. Rather than
her usual style, she twisted her hair into a soft bun held in place by a silver
hair comb.

�Robin? Are you ready to go?� Amon called as he
walked through the front door with his newly acquired set of house keys at
precisely ten am.

Amon inwardly smiled as he watched a much older
looking Robin walk down the stairs to the front entrance of the house. His lips curved in a slight smile as he took
in her appearance. �You look
beautiful.�

A gentle blush graced her cheeks. �Thank you Amon.� Robin dressed in an ash gray cashmere sweater and long ankle
length skirt that was very flattering to her slender figure. Since their relocation to Chicago, her style
of dress changed slightly. Granted she
still wore dark colors and long skirts, but she rarely dressed her old
Victorian dress from her earlier days with the STN-J.

She reached for her traditional maroon coat, but Amon�s
gentle grasp on her wrist stopped her.
�This one,� he said as he gave her a well-tailored black wool coat and a
pair of leather gloves.

Robin donned the new coat amazed at the style and
opulence then looked at Amon with her tranquil smile. �Where are we going today?� she asked.

�It�s a surprise,� Amon replied with a mysterious
smile. The older man turned and headed
back out the front door and locked it after Robin exited the house. His smile broadened slightly when he heard
Robin�s surprised gasp at the sight of the car Rose acquired for him. �I take it you like the car?� he questioned
gently taking her small leather-clad hand in his guiding her to the jet black
Jaguar. After he helped Robin in, Amon
himself entered the car and the two drove off.

~*~*&~*~

Like the previous few days since her arrival in the
city, Ivy walked down one of the bustling avenues grateful that she did not
have a meeting with the unsettling inquisitioner. A visible shudder ran through her body as she recalled the
lecherous man�s gaze.

�Pervert asshole,� she murmured softly growled. �After I take care of Robin, his ass is
next.�

Ivy quickly turned down a heavily shadowed alley as
she made her way down to the secret entrance to her apartment.

~*~&~*~

Recalling the information he received from Rose,
Amon and Robin were on their way downtown.
Giving the fact that Christmas was rapidly approaching, Rose thought
Robin might enjoy a day out alone with just Amon as well as the chance to see
the Lights on the Magnificent Mile.

When they arrived, Robin�s eyes lit up with delight
at the sight of shoppers weighed down with gifts. Granted she never celebrated Christmas as a holiday during her
time at the monastery, but she did read about how other countries observed the
most scared of holidays.

�Amon, look at��Robin began but then looked at Amon
and gasped when she saw the pain and sadness that reflected in his eyes. She followed direction of his gaze as it
fell on a young couple walking hand and hand with their young son. �You never really had a family to speak of,�
she spoke softly.

Amon sighed in aggravation as he grabbed Robin�s
hand and went inside of Marshal Field.
The couple walked around the main level of the department store in
silence.

�Nagira was all I had for a while,� he openly
admitted to Robin. �My mother went
insane when her powers manifested themselves and I never really knew my
father. I was twelve when Nagira took
me in and he helped me until the day I joined the STN-J.�

Robin gave Amon�s hand an understanding squeeze as a
silent promise to always be there for him.

~*~&~*~

With Robin and Amon out for what she hoped was the
entire day, Rose quickly ran four doors down to a friend�s house. �Kit!! Open up!� she yelled as she knocked
frantically on the door.

A young woman with very short blonde hair and hazel
gray eyes concealed behind a pair of wire-framed glasses opened the door. She glared murderously at the sheepishly
grinning healer before she stepped aside.
�What�s the big deal?�

�The government is going to vote on the bill!� Rose
beamed. �We�re finally going to get our
wish!�

The woman known as Kit blinked her eyes. �You�re kidding, right?� she asked.

�No,�

A gentle smile spread against the blonde�s
face. �Finally after many years. We may not have to hide anymore.�

�Praise be to God,� Rose sighed as she gave the
shapely blonde a hug.

~*~&~*~

Violet eyes snapped open and took on a reddish
hue. �She�s close,� Ivy hissed
softly. With cat-like agility, she
donned her leather duster then grabbed her gun.

Almost in tuned to the young fire witch, Ivy rushed
along the streets skirting and dodging shoppers as she made a bee line for the
object of her hunt.

~*~&~*~

�This can�t be!� Father Kain bellowed, as he looked
the headline of the Chicago Tribune.
�Witches are Not human and don�t deserve such rights.�

As Father Kain paced the length of his office, the
timid nun acting as his assistant picked up the discarded newspaper and read
the by-line on the front page of the paper.
�After a tragic turn of events, President Jones has urged congress to
push the Craft-users Protection act forward into legislation. If accepted, the U.S. government will ban
all actions of Solomon as well as establish a government run trial system� Congress is expected to make a final
decision by the end of the day�� she continued reading the article, her voice
changing to a soft murmur.

�We have to find her tonight or else any thing we do
could be considered illegal.�

The nun nodded silently secretly grateful the hunts
could possibly end.

~*~&~*~

Finished with their Christmas shopping, Amon and
Robin strolled leisurely down Michigan Avenue.
Amon mentally smiled as he watched his psuedo wife�s expression. �You�ve never celebrated Christmas at all?�
Amon asked.

Robin�s eyes were alight with the joy of the holiday
season. �No, the most I did at Christmas
time was Christmas mass and then a large meal later that night when I was
growing up in the monastery.�

Unbeknownst to the couple, Violet eyes watched them
from a darkened alley. �Sing a song of sixpence�a pocket full of rye�� Ivy�s
voice called almost like a siren�s song from the darkness.

A gasp escaped from Robin�s lips as the whispered
siren song danced in her ears. The
joyful smile quickly melted away to a look of pure terror. �Amon��

�I hear it too Robin,� Amon scowled glancing towards
the alley.

�We have to run!� Robin panicked.

�Now the time has come for little Robin to DIE!� Ivy
finished the taunting siren�s melody as she summoned a sharp gust of wind that pushed
Robin into the alley.

�Robin!� Amon cried out as he ran into the
alley. His eyes shimmered with the
promise of death as they fell upon the scene before him. Robin lay unconscious on the ground while
the leather-clad witch stood over her.

Ivy reached inside her duster and drew a
well-concealed kodachi with several runes engraved on the blade and
handle. The blade shimmered with a life
of it�s own despite the lack of light in the alley. �So the dark witch wants to protect the little bird?� she taunted.

�Leave her alone!� Amon commanded icily.

Ivy idly
pressed the ball of her foot into Robin�s throat as if she were tapping her
foot before she applied enough pressure to cut off her air supply. �Why should I?� Violet eyes shimmered with mirth. She lazily held the kodachi over Robin�s prone body acting as if
she was going to drop the blade.

Emerald orbs snapped open and instantly summoned a
fire blast that knocked Ivy back against a dumpster. �I won�t let you bully me again Ivy�I�m stronger now,� Robin
spoke softly putting on her glasses.

An evil chuckle passed over Ivy�s crimson lips. She leisurely licked the corner of her mouth
and purred seductively at the taste of her own blood. �So, the little bird does have talons.�

Robin focused on Ivy sending blast after blast at
the leather-clad witch. Ivy laughed manically
as she dodged the fire blasts with the grace of a ballerina. �Is that the best you can do?� she taunted.

Ivy gripped the handle of the kodachi with both of
her hands causing the runes on the blade to glow brighter than the already
illuminated blade. She swung the blade in
a great downward arc casting a powerful wind spell.

Sensing the direction the blast, Robin focused her
flame in that spot, but unfortunately her flame did nothing to block the blast
and it hit her directly and slammed the young fire craft user against the brick
wall with a sickening thud.

�Robin!!� Amon called out to the fallen
woman/child. Enraged, he sent a very
powerful physic blast at the wind witch. The blast was so powerful that it
almost ripped Ivy�s mind apart from the inside out.

Ivy fell to her knees and gripped her head in
between both hands, her screams of pain echoed off the wall and filtered out to
the main street. Gail force winds
suddenly sprang to life pushing dumpsters and other items around the alley as
she lost control of her craft.

Amon quickly but gently scooped up Robin�s battered
body a mere second before a dumpster crashed against the wall in the exact spot
she had been. Completely forgetting
about their discarded shopping bags, Amon quickly ran back to the parking
garage he parked the car. Upon reaching
the parking garage, Amon placed Robin gently in the passenger seat then got in
the car himself. Without a second�s hesitation,
drove out of the garage and back home.

~*~&~*~

Back in the alley Ivy continued to laugh manically,
her hands covered her face while her body trembled from her laughter. Slowly she pulled her hands away from her
face. Tears of pure blood ran from her
left eye unchecked while she continued to laugh. �Robin�I will find you and I will KILL You!�

~*~&~*~

Author�s Notes:

Wow�Another chapter done�Many Many more to go.

Angel of light and darkness: The song from the last
chapter was from one of the very rare singles out there. A friend of mine just happened to have it
and let me download it from his server.

Wildheartz: as for chapter 5 Yeah I was working
around FF.Net�s restrictions.

To all my other reviewers, I apologize for not
addressing your comments right away, I�ve been up all day and I need some
rest. However do know that I love you
all and it�s your wonderful comments and polite criticism that keeps me going.
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