Disclaimer: I do not own WHR…so sad. Any new character is mine and I made him/her/it up. Enjoy.

Chapter 1: Revelations

STN-J was quiet. The only noise being made was the tapping keys and the sounds of breathing. Days had passed slowly with no sign of Robin. Her chair sat empty, just as it had done during the days when War was being waged between STN-J and the Factory. The inhabitants of the room were somber and quiet, each lost in their own minds and emotions.

Doujima's thoughts swirled around that day, when she wondered if everyone would emerge from the cloud of dust and pile of rubble. At first they thought both Amon and Robin had perished in the collapse. But Amon showed up a few days later, slightly injured but otherwise his usual brooding, inscrutable self. He had been quieter in the weeks since Robin's disappearance; if that was possible.

Miho Karasuma glanced around the room looking at the sad faces of her comrades. Every expression revealed loss and sadness, except one. Amon. He showed nothing; continued about normally as if she hadn't left their lives. She could sense the pain, the sad will. He looked at her; those penetrating eyes, gray ice. She couldn't handle that stare; so much more distant than in the past. They'd worked together for almost six years and yet she was as distanced from him as the others.

Sakaki watched the interaction between Karasuma and Amon, or the lack there of. There was something different about him. It was hard to say what it was. Then again, no one had been the same since the collapse of the Factory. Life had changed so fast, for all of them. But Amon, he seemed more reserved and quick to anger. They all did. The once frivolous laughter and bright colors of Doujima was replaced by the occasional smile and black and gray. The fast paced days of the office have slowed. Life was boring, as gray and dark as Amon.

Michael tapped away on the computer searching for any news on Robin's whereabouts. No one knew where she was. She couldn't be found. He didn't think she was dead; didn't want to believe that she fell. Yet here he was searching morgues and police files for anything unusual.

They had all been back to the sight; the place where Robin left them, searched the rubble, scryed for any sign of her will. Nothing. The STN-J was running out of time and resources. The Orbo was almost gone, it seemed that the powers of the witches and Craft users was fading, becoming weak. Scrying was hard for Karasuma; Sakaki felt his power weakening, no need to wear the Orbo. Did this mean something? How had it happened to them?

"Karasuma."

She looked over at the gruff voice and stiff figure. She looked into his eyes; the gray ice. She nodded. It was time; Time to tell them all, to tell them about Robin about her purpose, her true existence. Why their lives were slowing down.

Amon stood up and looked into the inquiring faces of his partners. They were confused, just as he was. He met Karasuma's eyes and nodded. He turned and walked out of the office, paused in the doorway and listened to Karasuma explain what they were about to view on the screen. She handed Michael the CD. She turned and watched as the office door closed silently behind him.

"Amon." she sighed.

(Copyrighted by Bandai)

Zaizen, or whoever listens, by the time anyone receives this message, I will no longer be in this world, but I can't allow my research to be buried. My work on the Genome that has not been passed to Solomon was to create the perfect Witch, named 'The Robin Project' after the king of Witches. My colleagues laughed at this, calling it the 'Devil's Child' project and concluded that it was impracticable. If I hadn't met Maria, the project probably would have never begun. Unfortunately, I was too engrossed in my own research to notice that Solomon had cut the funding for the project. The results were much different from what Solomon had originally intended. Fortunately, the project was able to continue to its final stages without attracting attention, because undoubtedly, Solomon would have disapproved of that existence. But I was unable to fool her father, Juliano Collegrie.
To Solomon, the success of the Robin Project itself signifies the rebirth of the Devil. Her existence is the past which must be eliminated at all costs. In ancient times, humanity was ruled by a new breed of men known as 'Gods'. Their servants who wield special powers, Witches, were no different from Gods to us back then. But a sudden variation within the genes of a certain god born 3000 years ago changed their fate and ours forever. The god who lost the power to directly pass on his genes to his successors lost his position as the successor of mankind. Mankind, now having the acquired authority, feared the resurrection of the god. They put his servants under control by labeling them as devils or witches and oppressed them. That is the truth behind Solomon. Research was the one thing that made those brands of heresies completely useless, so Solomon abolished all of it.

I in order to create a Witch with their original power, the power that would be passed on to their servants... Maria's body is weak and can't be saved. But from within her womb came a new life that may change the future. I feared that the child may become the Witches' 'Eve.'

Again silence filled the room as the last words were spoken by Toudou. Each member shocked and surprised. The humming of the computer reverberated through the room. It seemed as if no one could breathe.

Finally Karasuma spoke; she stood again her arms crossing over her chest as if warding off the questions that were to assault her at any moment.

"Zaizen was responsible for my disappearance. He gave me a choice, to side with him and live or stay here and die. I was told to hunt Robin. Amon too was told, but he saved her instead. I pretended to side with Zaizen," she said.

Karasuma looked at the faces of her friends. She continued to tell them how Robin was the future and how Toudou refused to believe that she was supposed to live and taint humanity. "Robin acquired the Ultimate Technique from Methuselah, when we found her vespa. It is said that the Technique can corrupt all and evil is all that it encompasses, that it would take the hearts of the weak, change them into shadows of their formal selves. But Robin, she did not change; it seems she was meant for it. Amon told her that if she did change, and if it made her evil, she would have to die. She accepted this. Her powers are the strongest ever. Amon thinks that she is the reason both witches and Craft users are feeling their powers fade; that when she was here powers were awakening because she is the Eve and the hope. Zaizen could not accept this."

"Did Amon…are you saying he made Robin's life probationary?" asked Doujima.

Miho looked at Doujima and tilted her head.

Each member looked confused but deep inside knew this was truth in its purest form. They all felt it. Knew it must be true. Fading, life, the fate all rested in Robin's blood. They looked at one another each thinking the same thought. If their powers were fading, did that mean Robin was dead? The "Eve," was she gone? Or was it something else that triggered the weakening of the Craft? Nothing more was said that day. It was quiet. The hours passed each member leaving for the day, to think, to find the truth in themselves. Would they lose their powers completely or would they just lie dormant within the bodies of Craft users?