A/N: Alright... Don't kill me old readers... I couldn't help it. I promise to continue with Dream or Not as soon as possible... I.E. when I get some inspiration.

Anyways. I recently got into this fandom and I can't get enough of it. I love this series! So I began writing this. I dunno how far I'll go but I hope you'll offer me support. Otherwise I might feel that this is no good - I stop writing this. Which is why I hope to get reviews. :)

This is based on the 2011 anime as I've not seen the older one nor read the manga. So basically it's like with Sara, the protagonist. Scrach that... this is exactly like with Sara.

I'll stop my babbling here and let you read the chapter. I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1

White: End and Beginning

Sara leaned back in her chair and stretched. An anime marathon of Hunter x Hunter, one of her favorite anime series had just ended. A week it had taken to watch the 2011 version of the series and it felt good to get her stiff joints pop into their proper places.

"Gaah, finally it's done." The girl sighed while massaging her shoulders. While she loved the series and could only click episode after episode, she was relieved it was over. She probably wouldn't have been able to endure any more days sitting still. And to think she had only recently discovered the series!

Yes, it was a new territory for her but she had been immediately hooked. The characters were amazing, the plot was interesting and it was action anime, not romance one. Originally Sara's interest had been piqued when she'd seen pictures of her two friends cosplaying Hisoka and Illumi and posing with other two cosplayers dressed as Killua and Kurapika. Interesting looking characters made the girl simply curious and voila! She was hooked and practically wolfing the episodes (though she was shocked when she found out that Illumi was actually male).

"Simon… Do ya know when we are leaving?" The girl leaned her elbow against the door frame of her room and looked at the boy lounging on the couch of the living room of their home. The boy looked up from the game he was playing on his phone and blinked twice.

"Oh…" He looked at the clock on the wall. "Mum said in two hours. When she comes from her walk and has taken a shower. Dad should also show up by then. She told you to pack and get off your computer."

"Okay, I packed yesterday already. Thankfully." Sara mused. "I guess I'll take a shower now before mum hogs the bathroom…"

Simon regarded the girl in her late teens for a moment before opening his mouth again.

"You're still in your pajamas? It's almost midday."

"As you can see." Sara twirled in her light pink pajama pants and light blue t-shirt. Yes, she had mixed the pairs of sleepwear for a reason or another. "Anyways, the shower is mine."

"Yeah, yeah…"

Sara locked the bathroom door and took a look on her reflection on the mirror. She had a wavy, light sandy-brown hair that just barely touched her shoulders. Her eyes were greyish blue of color but in certain light some green could be seen in them. Her figure in the other hand… lacked certain feminine attributes but that didn't bother the girl. She was satisfied to be the way she was. Besides, it was always funny to see if anyone confused her for a boy…

Just when Sara stepped out of the bathroom while drying her hair on a fluffy towel, the front door opened and closed.

"I'm back~!" A female voice sang.

"Welcome back~!" Sara responded in the same manner before snickering. Mother was always so funny.

"Ah, good that you are finally up, sweetie. We're leaving quite soon to the airport. Have you packed yet?" The woman asked, bustling past the girl and to the living room. "Simon, stop playing with your phone. You'll have plenty of time to do so during the flight."

"Okay…" The boy muttered, stuffing the phone into the pocket of his jeans.

"I've packed, mum. Just go take a shower. Dad's coming soon too, right?" Sara rolled her eyes and continued drying her hair.

"Yes, he is. And when he comes, we're leaving right away. Paris, here we come~!" The woman from whom the siblings had inherited the light brown hair, walked past them again.

The door of the bathroom shut closed behind her. Sara chucked while Simon huffed. Mother was definitely excited about the upcoming trip.

None of them knew it would be their last.

Sara flipped through the pages of manga on her phone. Unsurprisingly it was HxH that she was reading. After seeing the anime, she was naturally curious about the original work. And one day she would probably watch the 1999 anime too. She already knew some plot points about that one.

Next to the girl, Simon was – once again – playing with his phone. Some game he and his friends had been working with. Q&A was its name. Ask a question and the program gives you an answer. But it was individual to each person. Like a personal dictionary about personal matters. For example if you were to ask 'Who am I?' after playing the game for a long time, it would give you your identity as an answer. Sara had also it on her phone and found it extremely entertaining and useful. Although she wasn't as hooked as Simon was.

"Good game?" Sara asked after a while.

"Yeah."

"How far are you with the Image?" Image meant the profile the program built while getting the questions.

"It says I'm a Gamer."

"Well… you are." The girl shrugged before adding. "I'm a Researcher."

"That doesn't surprise me at all. You are always asking difficult questions about all sorts of weird stuff." Simon looked up from the screen and made a face. Sara poked his puffed cheeks.

"Hey, it could be worse."

"Yeah, you could be a Psychopath."

That deserved a whack on the head. Just when the plane shook dangerously.

"Dear passengers, there is a bit of turbulence ahead. Please stay on your seats with you seatbelts buckled until further notice." One of the flight attendants told via the intercom. The siblings exchanged a glance. For some reason that right now didn't feel like mere turbulence.

"Mechanical problems." Simon whispered, being very knowledgeable about all sorts of tech and mech. Sara nodded. She had suspected something like that, too.

The plane lurched. People screamed. This time it was the captain speaking in the intercom. He was telling he was trying to land in the ocean and pleaded to passengers to remain calm.

"Landing in water? It's as bad as landing on ground…" Sara leaned to look outside. They were just barely below the clouds. "And we are too high…"

"Sara…" The girl looked at her brother. Simon was worried. So were their mother and father who were sitting next to them, across the corridor.

"We'll be just fine." Their father assured the siblings. They could see though that he didn't exactly believe his own words either. His wife laid a hand on his forearm.

"Let's hope for the best, dear." She smiled, tears twinkling in her eyes. The man looked at her and put his other hand atop of hers.

"Let's."

"Sara…" Simon began again, a bit more quietly while looking away from their parents. "Do you think this is the end?"

"I don't know. But if it is… I don't regret anything. Except that I never got a boyfriend. And didn't watch Hunter x Hunter the older version. But as long as I'm with you, mum and dad… It's fine." The girl put her hands behind her head and leaned back on her seat. "And who knows… maybe the afterlife won't be that bad." She grinned even though she was shaking internally.

"Yeah." Simon grinned too. "And if we're lucky, we'll find each other again."

"If we're lucky we'll have an awesome life after this one."

It was odd. Joking like that while the plane was sinking in alarming speed. But what else they could have done in the situation? Cry helplessly? Panic needlessly? Rage embarrassingly?

"I hope this won't hurt…" Sara muttered when looking outside once again. The ground was far too close to comfort so she turned her gaze away.

"Me too…" Simon whispered. The siblings shared a pensive smile before linking their fingers together. Their mother smiled sadly at them. The captain spoke into the intercom again but no one heard it. G-forces were pushing them into their seats.

"Goodbye, cruel world." Sara chuckled while remembering what her mother always told her.

"You should smile more, Sara. It gives better impression on people."

"But what if I don't feel like smiling? Should I then just pretend being happy?"

"Of course not. Just… smile a bit more."

"I can try…"

"Mum… I'm smiling." The girl whispered, waiting for the crash. She didn't need to though as the G-forces made her lose consciousness. It was white everywhere and when the crash finally came, she didn't feel any pain.

Sara opened her eyes. She was lying on something not soft but not hard either. The place was white. It was just white. Plain whiteness. No tint of silver or ivory. Just pure white emptiness, stillness.

The girl turned her head left and right. The whiteness continued endlessly. There was no indication of any shadow or shade like normally in rooms were. No color change of any sorts. She got up slowly, as if she was worried about her own condition. She didn't need to though as she didn't feel sore at all or even tired. It was like she'd just laid down and closed her eyes for a second before opening them again.

Once on her feet, Sara continued looking around. The ground she'd laid on was white too.

"Okay… Where am I?" She asked aloud. She definitely didn't expect a reply from a disembodied voice.

"Oh, greetings. Sorry I'm late. Did you sleep well?"

"Yikes!" The girl practically jumped out of her skin.

"Sorry, if I startled you." The voice continued. It was sort of weird. Sara couldn't see anyone or even find the direction the voice was coming from. It came sort of… above her.

"Ah… That's okay… I guess." The girl kept glancing around. "Say… Which direction should I face? So you don't end up talking to my back."

"It doesn't matter really." The voice chuckled. It was hard to say whether it was feminine or masculine one. "But if you want to, you can talk to this." A floating ball of pinkish purple light appeared floating about two meters from the girl and about a meter from the ground.

"This is so cliché…" Sara muttered. "Dying… I'm dead, right?"

"You are." The voice seemed to come from the ball of light now. It bounced up and down, like nodding in process. Sara resisted the urge to start bouncing it more, like a basketball.

"Yeah… I'm dead. I find myself from a weird white place and there's a weird voice talking to me. Speaking of which, you're not God, are you? I'm Christian… kinda, but I never really actually believed in anything. Just let people have their own opinions and move on with my life."

"No, I'm no god. I'm no good… Oh, that's a good pun."

Cue a facepalm.

"Well, what are you then? And where is my family?"

"I'm just a Guide here. Guiding people into their next lives or to Heaven or Hell. It depends entirely on themselves. Your parents are already in their next life. I decided to let them find each other from the same world. Such a happy couple they were. I hope the best for them."

"Aren't you supposed to be impartial?" Sara snorted but couldn't help but smiling when she heard that her parents would be just fine.

"Why should I? I'm no god here, just a Guide among others."

"Right… How about Simon? My brother."

"He is the next on the line. I'm still thinking if I should allow him to be born to the same world than you…"

"What would be my world then?" The blonde arched her eyebrows.

"Why… No other than Hunter x Hunter!"

Sara could imagine this Guide having a trollface if it was possible for a ball of light.

"I wouldn't survive a second there! No matter how cool that place is, I'm not going."

"Oh…" The voice sounded disappointed. "Well, what if I give you the chances to survive? Very good chances at that."

"If they are not Mary Sueish… Fine."

"Don't you worry, dear Sarah! Everything will make sense once you are there!"

The whiteness about Sara intensified until she wasn't able to see anything. So she closed her eyes to prevent getting blind.

"My name is Sara!" The girl shouted as the feeling in her stomach indicated that she was falling.

Falling…

Down…

Down..

Down.

Sara's eyes flew open. The view she met differed completely from the one she had previously woken up to. This place resembled a cross between a sewer and a cave. And it was full of people. It didn't take long for the girl to realize where she was. The 287th Hunter Exam. Great…

With a slight sigh, the girl pulled closer the back pack that was located next to her. She assumed it was hers since there was no one else around the back was already practically leaning against her side. After digging a while, she found a mysterious letter.

"Dear Sarah…" It began. Sara's eye twitched at it. "As you've probably found out, you are to participate in the Hunter Exam. I'm sure it'll be an easy task for you with the help of your new body and abilities. And don't worry; everything you can do is the result of this new life of yours. You've trained very hard in order to survive and your goal is to become an Informant Hunter.
You might ask by now why you are about the same age than you were; 18, instead of being born and living your new life since the beginning. Well, I thought it'd be funnier this way. There are people who already know you but you naturally don't know them. Well, you know them after reading the manga…"

"I watched the anime…"

"…and might recognize them but you still don't 'know' them. Why? This new life of yours happened to encounter a nasty accident while on a way to the exam site and decided to sleep her fatigue away. Resulting amnesia. And this is where I decided to plant you in!"

"Damn Troll-Guide… Who wants to bet that he arranged that accident? Though amnesia is a reasonable explanation for why I have no recollection of the events prior this… this."

"Some things might trigger flashbacks of your current life so take them seriously. The rest… well, you shall find out yourself. I'd start with the contents of your bag. And if I were you, I'd also trust my muscle memory when it comes to fighting.

Best regards
Guide."

"And no word… Wait, there's a post script."

"P.S. Your brother is also in this world but you have no blood relation to him. His current age is about ten years since he has lived with intact memories since an infant."

"Right… First, I need to get rid of this letter…" Sara dug her hand into the pocket of her trousers and pulled out a lighter. "What the…" She stared at it. "Muscle memory, right…"

A simple flick of a finger and the letter burnt into ashes.

After ten minutes of going through her stuff, Sara found out a lot about herself.

Firstly, she had declined the juice Tonpa had given to her. The flashback hadn't been too nice. The man had practically pushed the can into her hands. She had opened the can and poured its contents over the man's head while telling him next time to buy juice that isn't expired. To prove her words, she had showed the date in the can. The man had shuffled away, obviously disappointed. After that she'd settled down to sleep her headache away.

Secondly, she hadn't arrived too early nor too late. Her number plate was saying #173 which seemed to give some sort of indication of the skill her current self had gathered.

Thirdly, her name was Sora now. No surname. Her age was 19 and her birthday was in March. Blood type was same than before, O.

Fourthly, she had some impressive weaponry. At least in her own opinion. Compared to others, it was probably nothing. She had two pairs of knives or daggers, probably knives since they didn't have the horizontal part separating the handle and blade, which were linked together with a chain. The chain was about meter long but Sara had a feeling she could make it longer or shorter if needed. At least she had some extra links in her bag. Aside from the knives, she also had a staff which she could hang diagonally on her back. And what's best, it was a telescopic one. When it was in the short form, it was about a half a meter. When in the full length, it was about two meters.

Fifthly, her appearance was about the same than before her death. Only that her eyes were bright green with a faint bluish tint. And when testing her muscles, they felt tighter, stronger. But she wasn't exactly buff, just… agile.

With a sigh Sara – now Sora – pulled her hair away from her eyes and tied it on a high ponytail. She observed the people around her. The highest number she could spot was #394 which meant that the arrival of the protagonists was quite near.

Setting her right leg outstretched across her left one, Sora leaned back with her arms crossed on her chest. The waiting began.

A/N: Yep, here was the first chapter. Tell me what you liked about it. I'm currently rewatching the episodes and writing the next chapter. Troll-Guide has some surprises in store was Sara/Sora. Mwahahahahaa!

Some of you might already be asking about pairings. I haven't planned anything yet. You can throw in some suggestions though as long as they make sense when you take count on her age. So Gon and Killua are already out.

From now on I'll also call her Sora. The only to call her Sara will be Simon but he won't show up for a long time.

Oh, and if you want to, you can also throw in suggestions what sort of background she has. I'll be glad to hear your ideas.

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But, bye! Until next time! (maybe...)