Windy City
Dawn of a New Beginning
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Wow what a week…first an essay of police brutality, then two
sets of production notes as well as two assignments for my typography class now
a portfolio review (I’m a multimedia major).
I’m busy busy. I hope you enjoy
this chapter.
Fair warning, there is a bit of a lemon scene in this
chapter as well, proceed with caution.
I don’t own it…there I said it.
Chapter 8: Dawn of a New Beginning
“You got lucky this time Amon,”
Rose sighed as she finished her examination of Robin. “She may be a mere twig of a girl, but she is really tough.”
“Do I have any serious injuries?”
Robin queried as the healing witch finished her examination.
her sweater and skirt during the examination wincing when ever Rose’s fingers
would brush over bruised sections of flesh.
Rose opened a jar with an oddly
pleasant smelling ointment. She was
about to begin massaging the ointment on the bruised sections of Robin’s back
when a thought popped in her head.
“Amon, would you mind tending to little Robin’s bruises?
to see to,” she said in a way telling the truth.
Wordlessly, Amon took the ointment
from Rose not questioning why the healer did not do this.
at all. After they were alone in the room,
he guided Robin over to sit on the bed position her to sit in front of him
between his legs. His long fingers slid
through her silky hair gently brushing against her scalp before he pushed her
mass of ginger wheat hair over her left shoulder. Amon then began to rub the ointment into the bruises.
Robin sighed softly and shuddered
visibly under Amon’s touch at the thought of Ivy. “Ivy Belmont, my first partner, rival, and enemy.” Robin began
softly.
The fire witch closed her eyes as she recalled the
situation. I was
always lead to believe that there was no one else around my age at the
monastery Headquarters ran, but the day I was to begin training with my craft
as a hunter, I was sent to an inquisitioner named Angelina Molente.
training. She also paired me with Ivy
for training purposes…”Robin slowly opened her eyes and stared at her reflection
in the mirror on the dresser.
“I used to train with Ivy back at the monastery in
Tuscany. When we were ten, we got along
great seeing as we trained together. We
were almost like sisters. But one day
during training, Angelina was killed during training. Ivy was sent away to finish her training while I remained where I
was. Three years later, when I was
thirteen, Ivy and I were paired up again, but there was something different
about her. It was almost as if there
was nothing but malice there.” Robin
sighed softly as the pain form the earlier battle melted away from Amon’s
ministrations.
“ We had our first assignment in
Rome, track a coven linked to the mysterious deaths of several virgins in the
region. “We were ordered to just
capture them, which I did, but Ivy used her power and slaughtered them.
insane so I reported her.”
A tear ran down Robin’s cheek
slowly. “Ivy was again sent away, but
this time to be tried and punished. At
first I was not supposed to be assigned to the STN-J but when Ivy first tried
to kill me, Headquarters thought it was best for me to be reassigned and since
STN-J was under investigation they sent me to Japan.”
“But they began to hunt you,” Amon
spoke; his voice drew a delicious shiver through the young woman’s body.
opportunity to see how powerful your craft would get…”
Robin nodded her head and sighed
softly as more tears ran down her cheeks.
“It seems like everyone in my life has used me or lied to me…and I am so
tired of it.”
Amon wrapped his arms around
Robin’s bare abdomen and hugged her close to his body.
of her neck while one of his hands slid up to caress her breasts through the
ash gray silk bra. “I will never use
you or lie to you, Koibito,” he whispered softly in her ear before he placed a
gentle kiss on her earlobe.
He gently laid Robin down on the
bed and stepped away for a second to remove his clothing. “Robin, I need to
know…Do you fully trust me?”
“Yes, why do you ask?”
Amon climbed in the bed and pulled
Robin close to his body. His deep gray
eyes locked on to her emerald eyes reflecting a full gamut of emotions from joy
to intense passion. “Then say you will
marry me.”
Emerald orbs stared back and
shimmered with newly formed tears. “Amon…”
her soft voice gasped with surprise.
“Yes…Yes!!” she replied as tears of joy escaped from her eyes.
While he claimed her lips with
passionate intense kisses, Amon slipped Robin’s underwear off.
slipped his member inside her sex.
Upon feeling his member enter her,
Robin gasped softly and rocked her hips forward completing his thrust.
him closer to her body. Their lips met
closing the gap with a deep searing kiss.
Amon moaned softly and slid his hands along Robin’s
petite body as t hey came to rest on her hips.
His fingers gently held on to her delicate frame and he began to build a
rhythm. His lips trailed kisses down to the hallow of her neck.
over as their bodies moved together in a passionate dance.
Robin managed the shift her weight so she was on top
of Amon and rolled her hips, her inner muscles constricting around his
member. She slid up and down on his
member in a deliciously slow pace. Amon
slid his hands down to her waist to hold her stable as he picked up his pace thrusting
upward into her lithe body. She gripped
his arms as her body began to tremble, her body approaching a massive
orgasm.
“Amon!” she softly cried out as her inner muscles
clenched around his member as she reached the precipice and went over the
edge.
“Robin,” Amon cried out with a throaty moan giving
one more strong thrust before releasing his seed within her body.
Exhausted, Robin collapsed against Amon and rested
her head on his muscular chest. He
wrapped his arm around her slender waist hugging her close.
kiss before she drifted off into a peaceful slumber. A light smile touched Amon’s lips as he watched the ginger haired
fire witch drift off to sleep. “You
will marry me and we will never be alone again,” Amon whispered softly before
he fell asleep himself fell asleep.
~*~&~*~
Meanwhile:
Rose sat in front of the large flat
screen television in the living room.
“Please God,” she whispered as unconsciously clutched her hands together
grasping her cross. Her eyes remained
glued to the screen as the breaking news graphics appeared on the screen.
“This just in…in a move that has shocked both the
government as well as the general public, Congress has passed the Craft Users
Protection Act into law. Affective
immediately All actions conducted by Solomon will not be permitted to hunt or
exterminate witches. Moreover, the
STN-A is now under the control of the United States Government and will go
under immediate restructuring…”
Rose slowly picked
up the remote and clicked off the television.
For a moment the only sound in the house was the muffled sounds coming from
Amon and Robin’s bedroom; but the sound of Rose’s breathing too dulled
that.
“Looks like it will
be a Merry Christmas after all.”
~*~&~*~
An evil grin spread
across Ivy’s lips as she watched and listened to the news report.
America…Perfect.”
Without a moment’s
hesitation, she left her apartment and made her way to the Solomon office on
the north side of the city. Silently
she entered the building and found her way to Father Kain’s office.
inquisitor still in his office. Her
left eye shimmered a deep blood red having permanently taken the color after
Amon’s physic blast.
Ivy entered the
office keeping to the shadows as she crept closer to the flabbergasted man.
“It’s apparent that
you’ve heard the government’s final decision,” she spoke in an even emotionless
tone.
Kain turned his
gaze to the witch assassin under his employ.
“Yes, this puts a damper on our assignment…”he began.
“No it buts a
damper on your life,” Ivy snarled and leapt at the inquisitor.
Caught off guard,
Kain found himself pinned to the ground staring into Ivy’s eyes.
left eye was no longer violet but blood red.
“Be sure to tell
the devil I said hello,” she hissed.
Ivy drew her kodachi and in a swift motion decapitated Father Kain.
stared idly at his terror filled eyes.
“Merry Christmas.”
~*~&~*~
Well this is the
end of the first act, but not the end of the story, Far from the end.
original plot that I just kept running with it
I thank everyone who reviewed and Big Hugs to you I Love You
All!!!
Sneak Peek at Act 2, Chapter 9:
almost pleaded.
“I’m Sorry, Robin, but I’m Not
kidding…you’re…”
Sorry folks that’s al you’ll
get. So until Next time Ja Matta Ne
<3