"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"

Snow white hair glistered in the rays of sunlight that hit the soft locks, accompanied by smooth, pale skin without a single blemish despite its past constant tortures. Magnificent ocean blue eyes lay upon hazelnut, and with it they glanced away with uneasiness.

Gon smiled as he sniffed the air, the rough trace of salt hitting his senses. He pinched his nose at the feeling, "Not really. But I think untying this one will work."

"You think?" Killua put his hands on his hips, already guessing it was a bad idea.

It could only end badly for the both of them at this point. The two were occupied on the coastal beach of the region, completely littered with silence and no suggestion of human existence. It was quite nice and relaxing compared to a location like Yorknew City where the streets were always bustling with people and the sound of car horns. In a place like this though, you only heard the shift of waves and the ever present calls of seagulls. The beach itself was a paradise and Killua didn't mind staying there for however long due to its calming atmosphere. However there were always flaws in sanctuary, and this is what they were currently dealing with.

The two had run into a couple of hunter's traps within the nearby forest, annoyingly enough, and Gon thought he would disable them with his knowledge gained from living on Whale Island. This however made Killua unsure. They were professionally made, and Gon didn't appear all that well-informed on such things due to his simple mindedness. Of course he always surprised him, but on this topic… he made sure to stand back for extra measures. Not because he didn't trust Gon's judgement, but because he didn't want to get caught up in anything dangerous that might backfire.

The young Enhancer shifted his knees on the ground with the constant rustle of leaves, and finished untying a knot he had been working on. The loosened rope made a net fall from the nearby tree on top of Killua, and he blinked in obliviousness to it. But as his eye twitched, the Hunter ripped off the net from around himself and threw it at a laughing Gon who found his capture entertaining. The idiot could have made something worse go off, and it didn't appear to worry him in the least! Did he honestly know what he was doing, or did he only pretend that was true? No, Gon didn't lie. But his honest nature made Killua want to hit him sometimes. He could at least try to lie at times.

They eventually moved onto another trap, which happened to be a bear trap. It was easier to take care of than the others, when Gon broke off a large branch from one of the trees in the forest and threw it into the trap to set it off. A loud snap echoed through the forest and frightened some of the many birds, forcing them to fly out of their spots and into the sky above.

"How many are left?" The Zoldyck by his side inquired in a bored tone.

Gon looked up at his friend, thinking for a moment from the time he surveyed the forest only an hour ago to see any traps that would get in the way of animal's paths while hunting or finding a place to rest. Since then he'd taken care of about three traps, and he remembered seeing six traps total around the forest just beside the beach. He wanted to finish before night settled in, so they could fish for their dinner and rest up. It was already near sunset.

"Three." He answered, standing up and patting his shorts and knees of any dirt on them.

Killua didn't understand the reason for this. If the animals inhabiting the forest fell into the traps, then so be it. It was a kill or be killed life for them, and hunters had the upper hand in this situation. Gon didn't need to interfere in that order, because those animals would eventually die, and there was nothing they could do about that. He knew that, right? So then why was he determined to disable those traps and spare them perhaps a year or two worth of survival? It made no sense.

If he didn't understand that, it meant he had much more to learn from Gon, something he was willing to try. To him, Gon was not only a friend, but one who taught him the dearness of life – an aspect he had not known anything about before meeting the Enhancer. However he hadn't entirely grasped the concept of it yet. When you had learned to value nothing but yourself your whole life, it was difficult to break out of the habit. Yet Gon had done just that with such ease, it was astonishing. He was too brilliant for his eyes, that perhaps he could really believe him; that life was precious not only to himself, but everyone else.

Saltiness wafted in the air and hit Gon's nose, making him cringe at the amount. He wrinkled his nostrils and worriedly turned his head in the direction of the beach. He was just about finished with the fifth trap when something else entirely caught his attention. He deemed it a high priority as he furrowed his brows with seriousness lacing his expression.

"Killua, a storm is coming." He said with certainty.

The Zoldyck raised a brow in response. He didn't see many clouds in the sky, and he didn't have as keen a nose as he did. But he knew Gon was telling the truth, and nodded. "We should finish this quickly then."

It was just a storm though, so there wasn't too much for them to worry about. It wasn't the first they'd been in together, and it wouldn't be their last. Within two hours, they rid of the traps found by Gon – which turned out to be more than six. The temperature was dropping considerably, and Killua could only now tell that a storm was coming from the chill against his pale skin. Those abilities Gon acquired in his childhood were certainly helpful in these cases and they finished with time to spare before the storm came to the coastal terrain. It was dark and the moon settled in above with light to spare through the dark. The wind's velocity picked up and blew through the trees, inching them to the side as a result when clouds blanketed the sky above from seemingly nowhere.

After disposing of the traps where the natural wild life couldn't reach them, Gon and Killua looked for some shelter from the rain. There weren't any towns or cabins around for them to stay at, so they had to make do with the environment. The nearest town was a few hours away and unfortunately if they started walking there it wouldn't end well with the storm right on their tails. Killua's body was trained against fatigue received from rain and dehydration, but Gon was another story. He'd spent countless nights in the forests of Whale Island, but his body wasn't immune to catching fevers or diseases. He was however able to taste poisons in anything a standard person couldn't, which proved useful in times of need.

The tanned boy waved his hand for Killua to follow when he called out to him, smiling when he'd discovered a hollow cave for them to stay in. As they reached said location, Gon noticed the descent of rain through the air, noting that they made it to cover just in time for the storm to hit; and it was going to be a big one.

Their fishing for dinner would have to be postponed until after the storm, whenever that was going to be. Although Gon knew his stomach was empty it couldn't be helped. Killua wasn't any better, but he'd dealt with it many times before in his life. He was trained to survive in such cases, but it was still agitating when food wasn't in his reach.

Killua stood by the entrance of the cave and sighed, watching as rain pelted against the ground and renewed the life of nature around them. With hands in pockets, he wondered what the animals they helped were doing in the case of the storm. They hid inside trees, in caves, but what of the ones who were too big or chased out of hollows? Did they stay out there and deal with it because they had nowhere else to go? Personally Killua never wondered about these things before, but since travelling with Gon those random thoughts always seemed to come to mind. He was rubbing off on him too much. Maybe he'd start getting that keen sense of smell as well.

The thought made the boy grin, and he turned his head to see Gon standing beside him with a smile of his own.

"What are you smiling for?" Killua questioned as his smile cleared.

Gon didn't look back at him, but instead kept his gaze on the forest outside of the cavern. "It's a lot of fun doing this with someone else. But mainly with you, Killua."

He felt his cheeks go red, and he dipped his head down with a mumble, "What are you saying, moron… all we did was get rid of a few traps, and now we can't eat for however long. How is this fun?"

"Because I get to spend time with you!"

Again, he felt like hitting him over the head for his comments, but didn't. Instead the white haired boy rotated away and leaned against the cave wall, merely scoffing in response. He couldn't think up a better reply to that, and allowed Gon to continue smiling. Even though the day could have ended better, he honestly didn't mind what had happened so far.

Suddenly a flash of lightning in the distance illuminated the cave, and Killua lifted his head to stare outside. A deep rumble erupted through the skies and the two knew it was coming closer from how loud it was. There was nothing to worry about however, because they were under cover and neither attracted thunder. Though there was the lingering joke between the two Killua was an electric eel due to his Nen abilities. He couldn't attract it fortunately because he had nothing metal on him, and neither did Gon.

The crunch of leaves beneath a boot grabbed Killua's focus and he noticed Gon was walking out of the cave, making him speak up.

"Gon?"

"There's something out there." Brown eyes focused through the dark, a worried expression crossing his face.

What was out there? Blue eyes looked on in the black void of night, and all he could make out was the form of an animal moving about in the forest. It was at least as tall as them and had four feet. It must have been a fox or something looking for cover in the rain. A suddenly yelp echoed through the silence and Gon widened his eyes. He moved further towards it, but stopped when he felt a grip around his arm, pulling him back inside the cave.

"Idiot, what are you doing? Don't go after it." Killua lectured him with a frown.

The miserable whimpers grew louder and hit Gon like a wrecking ball. He couldn't leave the poor animal out there alone, even if it was wild. Animals seemed attracted to him anyway, so he didn't have a problem in interacting with them. The grip around his arm loosened when Killua thought he might actually give up on going out there. But when a yowl followed through after the thunder burst through the sky, he was gone from sight, outside in the storm where the wind blew furiously and the rain showered down on the Earth.

"Gon!" Killua called out to him, but didn't receive an answer.

That selfish idiot! That stupid, blockheaded, naïve fool! He couldn't believe it.

In seconds he was running outside, white hair whipping his face with a slight sting as he desperately searched for his missing friend. He wasn't adept to the dark like Gon was, but he wasn't inexpert in that environment either. He ran through the rain, passed the trees where the branches were pushed back and flogged his skin where it shallowly cut across. Mud splashed onto his purple boots, and he skit across the ground at the sight of his friend next to an animal – a fox as he guessed – stuck in a trap they had unfortunately missed that day.

Gon was fiddling about with the trap, trying to disable it while the fox whimpered in agony with its bleeding leg still caught in the contraption. If this dragged on too long, who knew what would happen.

"Killua, help me with this," Gon demanded in a soft tone, yet it was stern enough that he couldn't ignore him. He didn't appear to realize just how much danger they were in, or he cared little to nothing, and only wanted to help the poor creature in front of him begging for its life to be saved. And that's exactly what he'd do for it.

After helping set the fox free from the contraption, Gon nodded to his friend with a smile of gratitude. But it was shortly lost as a pale hand whacked him over the head.

"Don't run into a storm like that! I was worried, dammit!" The Transmuter sighed, "Honestly…"

"Sorry," the raven haired child rubbed the back of his head apologetically.

He stood afterwards to survey their surroundings. The thunder didn't appear to be anywhere in sight, and for a moment…just for a moment he thought that perhaps it was gone, that it had ended.

Oh how he was wrong.

It was directly above them.

The pattern was still following. And Killua knew it was far from over. He knew it was close, but when he realised where, it was far too late to escape from nature's power.

Sapphire widened in realization, and a sparking glow of electricity surrounded the Zoldyck's form. His small form instantly disappeared from where he stood, and in the following frames he grabbed Gon by his jacket and threw him across the plain about twenty feet away until he hit the ground and slid across it due to the mud from the earth.

That's when it happened.

A blinding light split through the expanse of clouds in zig-zags, crashing down into the ground where the boy stood, encased in his own electrical Nen.

What followed was the scream of unbearable pain, which even the Zoldyck hadn't been ready for.

Sometimes when you think you're adept to something, you can be proven very wrong the next moment...

I'm not sure how long this is going to be, but it will be filled with lots of...fun. Aka torture for the two boys because who doesn't enjoy that?

See you next chapter. ;)