a/n: Hey everyone, welcome to the first part of my strange yet hopefully fulfilling fanfic. It has been years since I have last written anything so please be kind about my rusty and horrible skills. The second I was introduced to the Phantom Troupe while watching HxH, I fell in love hard and fast. Hopefully I do an alright job with this. Enjoy!
I'm utterly nervous…
"Why am I doing this…" The petite blue haired girl mumbled as she shakily took a drag of her cigarette as she clumsy walked behind the tall, dark brooding man in front of her. "Why am I doing this…"
The man in front of her turned his head as the quiet statements of self doubt reached his ears. He sent her a slight smile as a sign of comfort that did not reach his cold grey eyes. "Because," he started, "you will be a great asset to the group. There is no reason to worry." He tried to sound as gentle as possible to the young, small woman who glanced up at him as spoke with spectacled wide brown eyes. He turned his gaze before him again. "We're almost there."
It was a short sentence but it created a sickening feeling in the girl's stomach. She took one last drag of her cigarette and threw it on the ground, aggressively stomping on it to put it out.
"I feel like I'm going to throw up. I hate meeting new people!" She yelled to no one but herself, letting out a hefty groan. This caused the man in front of her to chuckle and place one of his pale hands on top of her head as if calming a small puppy.
"Do not fret, Nana."
"Thank you, Boss."
"Is everyone here?" The tall pale man with dark hair and grey eyes asked in a gloomy abandoned warehouse. He sat with a book in his hands, stacks of old books sat behind him as the candlelight flickered across them showing the frayed binding and spines. He snapped the weathered book close and glanced at the group of people scattered around below him from his throne of knowledge.
"Hisoka is missing, Boss." A tall woman with a busty figure and blonde hair commented. This comment received a few scoffs and grumbles in return.
"Thank you, Pakunoda. We will continue without him. I gathered you all here to introduce you to our newest member. Nana." He turned his head to the left of him staring into the shadows. "Nana, introduce yourself." Nana fidgeted in the shadows casted by the crates. Tentatively she took a step with her left foot emerging into the light casted by the candles and moon beaming through the large warehouse window. She stood awkwardly, arms crossed against her chest, fists gripping at the sleeve of her large over sized black sweater. The group of strangers stared at her. Some made grunts, tsks, and raised their eyebrow at the nervous girl. Nana nodded at the group after surveying them. "Nana, introduce yourself." The boss said again, this time cold and hard as a last reminder. She sighed, pulling out a cigarette from who knows where and lit it.
"I'm Nana." She stated quickly with a roll of her eyes.
"Oy, Boss." The large blond in a pharaoh's uniformed gruffed. "What are we supposed to do with her? She looks weak." Nana couldn't deny his statement. She was barely over five feet tall, weighed maybe a hundred pounds, and looked like a nervous wreck with her short blue hair a mess on top of her head and her glasses seemingly too big for her small round face. But she couldn't help but chuckle a little at his bluntness, an attribute she always enjoyed in people.
"Why don't you test her yourself, Phinks?" Chrollo nonchalantly stated with a small smirk as he side glanced at Nana. She hissed as she stared at her new Boss in wide eyed horror. Phinks cackled as he started winding up his arm and stretching.
"My pleasure."
"Wait! I didn't agree to this, Chrollo. I don't want to show everyone my nen. It's-It's embarrassing…" Nana scuffed her shoe on the ground as she put out her cigarette, pouting about her soon to be predicament.
"What? Scared of losing, dolly?" Nana turned to glare at the cocky Phinks. Everyone watched as these two stared at each other ready to face off, highly anticipating what is going to happen. Nana took a few steps towards Phinks and closed her eyes.
"No, I'm just embarrassed." Nana took a deep breath and slowly took off her over sized black sweatshirt. A couple whistles echoed around the warehouse as Nana stood there with her face flushed and her arms protectively holding her chest. "I hate you, Chrollo." Chrollo smirked as he stared down at the young woman with interest.
"Damn." Phinks whistled as he stared at Nana's state of dress. Nana stood there almost half naked except for the black sports bra that wrapped around her petite chest and the bright red rope that intertwined around her body in a turtle shell style shibari. The red rope was also tied around her forearms and down to her knees.
"Fuck off." She huffed. "It's embarrassing…"
"Why have a power like that if you hate it?" The pink haired woman who has been silent the whole time finally asked. Nana turned to her and cocked her head, pushing up her glasses. Who was she? "Machi."
"Oh. It's hard to explain. It's not that I hate it, per say." Nana tapped her chin with her pointer finger as she tried to find a way to explain her personal situation.
"Hurry up, dolly. Let's spar." Phinks yelled in her direction. Nana sighed and nodded, slowly taking off her large glasses. She set them to the side with her sweater and turned to Phinks, staring at him with determination.
"Hit me." Phinks scoffed with a grin on his face. He turned to his fellow troupe members as to say 'look at this idiot.' "Phinks, hit me."
"Alright dolly. If you think you can survive my hits." He stated winding up his arm a few times. "Here it comes!" His fist glowed with his nen as he charged at the small woman who did nothing to protect herself from the oncoming attack. Nana closed her eyes as the force of Phink's punch hit her in the gut, sending her flying into the wall behind her. Phinks laughed at Nana. "Weak." He stated as he turned around to the troupe flexing his arm he used to punch the little woman into oblivion.
"Shit." Nobunaga breathed as he glanced past Phinks. Waves of nen hit the group from the seemingly debilitated woman smashed into the wall. This was not the level of nen she was giving off when she arrived to the hideout. The bloodlust hit them as they heard her start to pull herself out of the crater. Phinks turned around with an eyebrow raised.
"Come on, Phinks…" The seemingly weak woman purred his name as she walked out, her body bent over as she stumbled out in front of him. "You can hit me harder than that." She slowly raised her torso up and Phinks' breath hitched in his throat. This was not the same woman he just obliterated a second ago. Her eyes were dark and glazed over, her face was flushed, her lips pouting as she breathed heavily. She gave out a slight moan as she rolled her head, cracking her neck. The ropes around her body seemed to have tightened, now glowing with her nen. Phinks wound up his arm again, a few more times than before as he glared at Nana. He charged at her and landed his hit in her gut again, sure that this time he shattered her ribs, ruptured her internal organs and ultimately killed her. This time she only skid a max of ten feet, her body bent over again in a slump. Her nen flared even more, the bloodlust even thicker, making some of the troupe members wince from the pressure.
"What the fuck." One of them whispered. The second the last syllable left their lips a flash of red shot out and wrapped around Phinks. He grunted as he tried to rip and stretch the rope off of him. Nana stood up straight and licked her lips and she slowly sauntered her way to the struggle blond in her nen ropes grasp. Two more strands of rope shot out and stopped a millimeter in front of Phinks face earning a gasp from him. At the end of the rops were sharp blades. They whispered around as if they had a mind of their own, slowly moving in and out, and around the trapped man's space.
"That's what I love. I could just destroy you, Phinks." She whispered as she reached him, having her pointer and middle finger slowly walk up his chest to his chin. "And don't even think about having one of your friends try to free you. These are nen ropes, they cannot be cut, blown up, or burned." She slid her thumb across his lips, smushing them and causing the pissed of man in front of her, try and bite her finger. "The condition has been met. I think I'll kill you now." Nana stepped back and the ropes with blade stiffened pointing straight at Phinks eyes. Just as they swiftly flew towards him, Chrollo appeared behind Nana.
"Hachi." He whispered in her ear and the nen ropes stopped right before piercing Phinks right through his corneas and disappeared. Nana blinked and stumbled back as the rope that contained Phinks also disappeared, releasing the slightly terrified and highly pissed off spider.
"I can't see. My glasses, where are my glasses. I can't see." Nana clenched her head with one hand and reached out for her glasses with another. One thing Nana could not stand is not being able to see. "Where are my fucking glasses." She yelled, starting to move frantically until someone placed them in her outstretched hand. Nana flinched and put them on, staring Shalnark who gave her a large smile. "Thank you. I can't stand being blind. Makes me feel funny." She gave Shalnark a small smile in return.
Nana turned to Phinks and grimaced. "Sorry." She walked over to her over sized sweatershirt and pulled it back on, feeling more comfortable with herself. She pulled at her skin tight pants and fixed her shoes as a nervous habit. Phinks still hasn't said a single word to her and she was terrified.
"What did you say at the end there, Boss? She was like a different person." Nana gulped and glanced at Chrollo who nodded his head in return, letting her know that it was up to her if she wanted to explain or not.
"Hachi. It's like my off switch-" she lit another cigarette. "When I use my nen I sort of, how would you say it, disappear. I can't control it. I don't really feel anything. I want to feel something." She started to ramble to herself not really noticing that she was saying more than she really meant to.
"Hey Feitan, I think we found you a new toy. Want to make her feel?" The large brute Uvo gave a bellowing laugh and the small torturer scoffed in reply.
"Great, we have a female Hisoka. Sadomasochistic freak." Nana flinched at the comment which came out of the samurai, Nobunaga.
"Oh? Did someone say my name?" A voice purred from the shadows, the sound of light footsteps echoed as the troupe turned to the source. Hisoka slowly emerged, giving his signature smirk as he rest his hand on his cocked hip.
"Where have you been?" Pakunoda asked.
"Here and there." He stated with a flourish of his hand.
"You're late. Disrespectful." She hissed.
"Hmm. I saw what I needed." Hisoka purred as he stared at the new member of the Phantom Troupe. Hisoka's bloodlust leaked out for a second as he licked his lips, staring at the now shrinking Nana. He could not wait to see how she turned out. The way she would ripen with the Troupe in such a disturbing way. Such a fun way. Oh, how he could not wait to play with this one.
"Hisoka." Chrollo called, catching everyone's attention. "This is Nana, our newest member." No one understood why he allowed the disrespectful creep to stay in the troupe. How Chrollo allowed Hisoka to toy around and ruin the livelihood of what they worked so hard to gain. Hisoka slowly walked towards the small, fragile girl and his amber eyes gleamed.
"Welcome to the Phantom Troupe, Nana-chan."
