The Fatal Disease

Disclaimer: I don't own Hunter x Hunter Characters; I just borrowed them from their rightful owner to make up my story.

Story Type: Tragedy, Drama.

Main Characters: Female Kurapika and Kuroro Lucifer.

Warning: Main Character Death.

Note: I am writing this story for the honor of all people who are suffering from this hateful fatal disease called Cancer.

Secondly: I wrote this story from two years ago and published it under another name, I used to use four years ago but when I created this new account, I think in republishing my old unfinished stories so don't get bored because you had read the first two chapters before but I promise that I am going to update my stories from now on.


Prologue


The sky was gloomy as the thick clouds were covering the light of the moon, gradually the rain started to fall profusely accompanied with the frightening sound of the thunder and the flashing of the lightening. Under the crying clouds, was standing a lonesome person clad all in black, his wet black hair was sticking to his face and his onyx eyes were red and swollen from the shed of the tears. The guy was overtired physically and emotionally, his black tuxedo was a mess and his face was dirty and his hands were covered in mud. The black- haired young man smiled sadly and humorlessly to himself,

"I guess you would laugh yourself to death if you saw my state, Kurapika, right now. " then the smile faded from his face and was replaced with fresh tears and he continued to talk to himself,

" But you are the reason after all the mess I am in right now, you are the one who stirred my dead emotions, you are the one who invaded my well protected heart, you are the one who gave me hope in the future, a false hope that I can start a new clean slate of my life, you are the one who promised me to be my side and support me in my new lifestyle and you are also the one who left me all alone in this life. " then the crestfallen guy fell on his knees in front of the grey stone on which was written,

"Here rest the beautiful Kurapika Kuruta, "


To be continue,


A/N: Thank you for reading and sorry for the short prologue and I apologize for my bad grammar.