The source of my strength

Remorseless Shadows

A/N: Greetings, Orion Fowl here with the start of the start of the second arc. There is important information regarding this arc on my profile, so check it out! But for now, enjoy the chapter. It's time for yuri!

Arc 2: Turnabout Shadow

Chapter 6: Remorseless Shadows

December 22, 2030, 8:30 a.m.

Newman-Woods Residence, Backyard

After a quick breakfast inside inside the house, Robin returned to the backyard to ensure good reception as she made another phone call.

It was no coincidence that her mind kept going over past events. Each and every memory, no matter how insignificant, was a part of her relationship with Juniper. But not all of those memories were good. In order to get the complete picture of the past three years, one had to acknowledge the bad as well as the good.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Hugh. Mind lending me an ear?"

February 5th, 2028.

A week had passed since Robin had found the mysterious note inside the locker. After Juniper had hyperventilated and passed out Robin had immediately rushed to her side, but Hugh had reached her first and told Robin and Myriam to stay by the locker to make sure any evidence left inside wouldn't wander off. Well, that was how Hugh had worded it, but everyone knew what he actually meant.

While Myriam had gone to report what happened with Robin's blessing, Robin waited by her locker. For what felt like hours but was only thirty minutes, all Robin could do was glare at the hateful note in her locker and wait for news on Juniper's condition. For someone to so effectively strike at her, leaving her feeling deeply shaken using only a note and a picture slipped into her locker-Robin couldn't even begin to imagine who was responsible for this, or why.

The worst part of the note, and the reason Robin decided to report what happened, was the implied threat in regards to her relationship with Juniper when paired with the picture that had Robin crossed out: "...I swear to personally deliver justice onto you."

Whoever had sent the note had meant it as a warning. Robin had no intention of listening to a word her anonymous foe "said" of course, but the fact still remained that somewhere out there was someone who was hanging this threat over her head. A faceless opponent she didn't know, but who knew about her and Juniper.

In the end, Hugh reported that Juniper was fine, and Myriam showed up with the campus authorities. A preliminary investigation had been launched, but it quickly ground to a halt when they couldn't turn up a shred of evidence to show who was the culprit behind the note. No fingerprints, no footprints, no traces of any kind.

It was as if the note had simply materialized out of the ether and into Robin's locker. The only thing that could be discerned was that as the locker's lock wasn't broken, the note had likely been slipped in through the slats. But that meant that the culprit could be anyone at the school.

Unsatisfied with this result, Robin took Myriam and arranged something with the Principal. But afterwards, all there was to do was to wait.

So Robin attempted to continue to live her life, but now there was a shadow cast over each day....

February 5th, 2028. 7:27 a.m.

Newman's residence, Robin's room.

"...And always remember that the best way to point at someone is to put all your energy into it. Make sure to really emphasize your hips in the motion!"

"Mr. Wright already taught me about pointing, and I don't think I need to emphasize my hips in anything, Robin."

"Well then, don't call on my help if you don't actually want it!"