Chapter 1 - Chapitre One

Crossover! Yay!

This is a Witch Hunter Robin/ Read Or Die crossover. It's set in the same location as Witch Hunter, but some chara from R.O.D. are either mentioned, or appear.

Disclaimer: I do not own Witch Hunter Robin or Read Or Die. I wish I did, but I don't *weeps*. However, I DO own Isaac, who is a paper master and Craft user. I'm not telling you what his power is yet, but its well worth the wait. I don't own paper mastery, though.



Black Roses: Chapitre 1



“Amon, Robin, come here.” Chief Kosaka shouted.

“Yes?” Amon looked up.

“What is it?” Robin asked.

“You two are getting a new partner. His plane is landing in an hour, so I want you two to go and meet him.” Kosaka answered. “We can't have another incident like we did with Robin.” He said pointedly.

Amon sighed. “I don't see why you can't just send a cab for him. We're in the middle of a difficult case. Even with those books we received from the British Library Special Services, we're having trouble discovering what his powers are.”

“Michael, Sakaki, Doujima and Karasuma can handle that until you two get back. Now go.” Kosaka ordered.



“Lord, why are we doing this?” Amon demanded. “We're Hunters, not chauffeurs.” He ran a red light in his irritation, not noticing how close another car came to running into them.

Robin was clutching the armrests, white knuckled. “Amon, could you maybe slow down? You've run three lights.”

Amon just kept ranting. “Thinks I need another partner. Hmph.”



Amon screeched into the airport parking lot, double parked his black Mercedes, and kicked the door open. “Let's go.” He barked, slamming the door shut.

A slightly green and even paler Robin exited the car, closing the door gingerly. “Amon, should I go and get a baggage cart?” she asked.

“Why not.” he snarled.



“Shouldn't we have a sign?” Robin asked, looking around.

“You could just set something on fire.” Amon responded sarcastically. “Damn Kosaka. Could have he have just sent you to get the new person in a cab. But no, he needs to send out the welcome wagon. How that moron became chief of STN-J-”

“Excuse me, did you say STN-J?” someone asked. Amon and Robin turned towards a tall, thin boy who looked to be around Robin's age. He was holding two black suitcases and a carry-on bag. “I was transferred there by the British Library Special Services.”

“Yes, we were sent to get you.” Robin jumped in before Amon could snap at this boy. “I'm Robin, and this is my partner, Amon.” She extended a hand.

“I'm Isaac Faustus. It's a pleasure to meet you.” He dropped a suitcase, and returned the handshake.

“Oh, let me get your luggage.” Robin leant down to grab the case, when Isaac brushed her hand away.

“I'd prefer if I carried my things.” He said, picking it up.



Amon's bad mood remained for most of the drive back to STN-J. Isaac, however, remained calm, although Robin could have sworn that he reached for his one suitcase at least twice. When they pulled up in front of the building, Amon tersely ordered them to get out, and then drove off to park his car.

“This is where you work?” Isaac asked incredulously.

“Yes. Why?”

“Well, from the reports I read about your work here, I was expecting something different. More like the Library, I guess.”

“Well, it's a refurbished apartment. It's been hooked up with satellite surveillance, all sorts of databases, and running water.” Robin said.

“Oh, that's good. I was afraid that I'd need to go out to a well to make tea.” Isaac laughed.



“Hey, Chief. Robin's back.” Michael shouted from his rooms.

“Where's Amon?” Kosaka asked Robin.

“He's parking the car. This is our new Hunter, Isaac Faustus.” Robin began the introductions. “That's Michael, that's Karasuma, that's Sakaki, that's Doujima, and this is the Chief, Kosaka.” She pointed to each person in turn.

“It's a pleasure to meet you.” Isaac said.

“Since you used to work with the Library, perhaps you can give us a hand with some of the books that they shipped us.” Kosaka said. “Most of them are in English, so we had to translate them for the database, and I'm worried that we might have missed something when we translated it. Since you already speak English, perhaps you could give Michael a hand with them?”

“Certainly. Might I inquire as to their location?” Isaac asked.

“Oh, they've been scattered all over the workroom. You might need to dig a few out.” Kosaka said airily.

At this, Isaac glared at him. “Some of those books are over two hundred years old, and irreplaceable, and you just scatter them around the room?” he said, incensed.

“We were very careful with the books. What the chief meant by that is that the books move around the workroom, and they aren't in order.” Karasuma said soothingly. “That's all. Joker told us that he'd kill us personally if anything happened to the books.”

Isaac relaxed. “Well then, I suppose that it's fine. Say, why did you request all of our books on Craft powers?”

“We've been trying to find a witch who has been committing murders and robberies around the city. His victims are always found with a look of terror on their face, but we've run it through our database multiple times, and nothing has matched.” Sakaki said, leaning back in his chair. “We have no idea who it is.”

Isaac stiffened. “I think I may have an idea.” He said. “May I use your computer for a moment?” he asked Michael.

“Sure. What for?”

“I need to get in touch with the Library.” Isaac began typing. The logo of the British Library Special Services formed on the screen, with a password box underneath it. He typed something, and a list of all the workers at the library appeared. He scrolled down until he found one that was online. “Perfect. Paul can find joker for us.” He muttered, and typed something in the box: *Hello Paul. It's Isaac. Is Joker around? I need the files on Titus Anton.*

A reply popped up: *Hello Isaac. But why do you need Titus's files? Isn't he dead?*

Isaac typed back *No. He's moved to Japan. Bodies have been found with a look of terror on their faces. Sounds like our friend, doesn't it?*

“What are you talking about?” Robin asked Isaac.

“The witch you are hunting for is a man by the name of Titus Anton. He broke into the Library one night and tried to steal a rare book about the Craft. When our agents tried to stop him, he killed two of them, and then fled into the Thames. We thought he had died, but it appears that he's come here instead.” Isaac explained.

*This is Joker. What do you mean, Titus is still alive? It was January when he jumped into the river, he would have died of hypothermia in ten minutes.*

*They've found people who have died from the same Craft power that Titus used. I doubt it's a coincidence.*

“What's going on?” Amon asked as he entered the room.

“We may have identified our mystery witch.” Kosaka said excitedly.

“I wouldn't talk too soon, if I were you.” Isaac said. “Look.” He pointed at the screen.

Everyone pressed closer so that they had a view of the screen. There, it said *Isaac, Titus can't be in Japan. We found his body today. It was trapped in some flotsam downriver.*

“Dammit.” Isaac muttered. *Can you send us his file, anyway?* He typed. *It might be helpful at this end.*

*Of course. Transmitting it now.* A bar appeared on the screen, and the file started downloading it.

“Well that was disappointing.” Amon stated. “We're back to where we started.”

“Not quite. I've noticed with Craft powers, that relatives of witches seem to have the same, or similar powers. Titus's power was to literally frighten a person to death. That's why all his victims were found with that expression.” Isaac said. “And his file with have listed all his family members, including ones who are suspected to be Craft users.”

The computer beeped *Transmission of file complete*.

“This will be in English, so if you would like, I can translate it into Japanese.” Isaac offered.

“Fine. Once you're finished, Michael will send it to the briefing room. Then, I want to know everything about this Titus.” Kosaka ordered.



“Titus Anton. 40 years old, born in England. Had a wife, two children, and a brother. His parents are both dead, and the only other relatives are his brother's family, his wife and daughter.”

“So it's either one of his children, or his brother who has been on a rampage here.” Amon said. “Are you sure he has no other relatives?”

“They did an extensive check on his background. If there were any other members of his family, we'd know about it.” Isaac replied.



It's not finished, don't worry. There's more to come, with violence, and language! Yay! *Slumps away, chanting*

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