A/N: Reviews much appreciated but no need to force yourself if you don't want to. I would be thankful if flames are kept at minimum. Also, First story… Author-san is slightly nervous about posting it. *tries to stop shaking hand*
Disclaimer: Certainly not mine.
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Prologue: The Past better left hidden…
A man runs down a dark alley with a panicked look on his face. He glances behind him and pales before running once again. The man had chestnut brown hair that was currently sticking to his face due to the amount of perspiration he excluded. Placed on the pocket of the tattered, clearly expensive, business suit that the man was wearing was a nametag. It read, "Mr. Yamamoto Nagi".
Nagi exits the alley and finds a huge park devoid of any people. He frantically searches for an escape route and find none. He knew that it was time. He couldn't run away from this especially when the enemy hired HIM. He decides to use his final trump card and turns around to face his greatest fear.
He inhales sharply at seeing the one before him. It was a boy, perhaps 4 or 5 years old (maybe even younger), holding two silver daggers with practiced ease. But that wasn't why he suddenly became scared of the child in front of him. No, it was child's eyes. Dull eyes, lifeless and devoid of any shine like an endless hole of darkness. The man instantly knew this was someone to be feared.
"P-please! I'll- I'll give you anything. Just spare my life!" Nagi begs, kneeling before the boy. "You can't give me what I want." The monotone voice of the boy makes him flinch.
"Plea—" Yamamoto Nagi never got to finish as the boy kills him swiftly with a dagger to the brain and the other to the heart. The child retracts his daggers and hides them quickly, both still dripping with blood.
The boy proceeds to run fast, easily blending into and crowd and goes unnoticed and escapes easily. Soon the boy reaches a mansion under a huge mountain. He easily enters and goes inside (avoiding a few traps on the way). He washes his daggers first before proceeding to take a bath. He quickly finishes and dresses into another outfit.
The child was about to leave the room when a hand covers his mouth and takes the daggers away from him. He relaxes when he realizes who it was. He removes the hand from his mouth easily.
" Otou-san (Dad)! What are you—"the boy is cut off when his father suddenly hushes him.
"Listen, I'm gonna get you out of here. I'm not letting you stay here. I can't believe she would -! Anyway, please try to be as quiet as you can as we escape son." The man before him pleads and the child nods hesitantly.
"Good." And with that the duo proceeds to quickly escapes with the help of the gatekeeper and other servants. They entered a ship near the port and sails away from the place. It was already past midnight when they arrive at their destination but the two didn't rest. The Father decides to carry his son and runs along familiar roads.
The man leaves the child behind, knowing he safe there but not before departing his final farewell.
"This is a reset and restart, son. Forget everything that has happened and start anew. You're free from now on. Be good to your relatives, alright?"
The child's eyes suddenly gained a shine as he nods, saying "Un!" smiling slightly.
Yes, Gon Freecs was finally free. Free from the expectations, from all the responsibilities. He was finally free from being an assassin.
Free at last…
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That is until he is forced to reveal the past or was it the past that forced him to reveal itself?
A/N: Hope you continue reading it! ; )