A/N: Welcome good people to my first Hunter X Hunter story! This was inspired by many stories I've read in the Hunter X Hunter Archive and the new Beauty and the Beast movie, don't judge it until you read it. Read on!
I don't Hunter X Hunter or the characters.
There stood a small castle located on the tallest hill on land called Whale Island. It was a small fishing kingdom. There were more traveling fishermen than actual citizens, but the people were happy and made it work. Now in this beautiful oceanic kingdom, there lived a cruel and selfish king. He over taxed his people for his own personal pleasures and would often disappear for months on end with a desire of adventure. This would often leave his cousin to run the kingdom and deal with the media in his absence. She resented him greatly, as did the old queen, their grandmother, though she held her tongue more often. But even though the king was an awful man; the heir to the throne, the king's son was not.
The boy was named Gon, and everyone loved him. He was kind and selfless and he always tried to make everyone smile in some way or another, even if he was absent minded sometimes. He was the light in their dark kingdom. He would often, after his studies of course, help the staff with their chores, and go out and adventure on his own and help the fisherman. There weren't many children his age on the island, but he always had his personal servant Kurapika.
Gon preferred to call him just a friend, and the poor servant boy would always get roped into going along with Gon's crazy adventures. Now Kurapika was about three years older than Gon. He was pale with shaggy blond hair and brown eyes. And despite Gon's protests, he would always wear the servant's uniform, which included a traditional black and white suit. But the staff, and even Kurapika would admit if asked, whenever the prince was around everything seemed better.
But one night, a horrible storm hit the island. The waves crashed against the docks angrily, taking out portions of the docks. Boats tipped over and ships lost their masts. Trees were bending at impossible angles or even snapping and flying off at the mercy of the went the emergency storm shelter built up the higher land of the island. It rested near the castle. And that night, everyone within the castle was to stay inside. However Gon, at the mere age of twelve, wanted to go out and help. He was in the foyer in a rain suit ready to go outside. His aunt Mito and Kurapika insisted he stay and promised to send the guards to help the citizens. But Gon was still worried. His father on the other hand, was not.
"Gon, the villagers can help themselves, they have lived here long enough to know what to do, and you do not need to waste your energy on them" his father, Ging, said in a slightly irritated, but dismissive.
"But dad, I have a bad feeling about this storm, what is someone is in trouble, we can't just leave them outside! This is the worst storm we've had this year!" Gon said exclaimed as the thunder roared outside the castle walls. Now just before Ging could speak again, there was a knock on the front double door. Gon turned towards the door and ran to open it. And there standing outside was an older woman drenched to the bone and shaking. Her dark grey cloak covered her body, but her hair, which was nearly white, was sticking out and onto her fragile features. Now Gon was up for helping anyone in his kingdom, but there was an odd thought in his head, he had never seen this woman before.
"You poor old lady! Please come in!" Gon said before the old woman could get a word out. He ushered her in carefully, but as quickly as possible.
"Kurapika could you please get another one of the servants and tell them to bring me a few warm towels, and to start another fire, this woman is shivering!" Gon said urgently. Kurapika was just about to move when Gon's father came up to the woman with a cruel fire in his eyes.
"Gon, what did I just tell you?" he shouted irately. Gon flinched slightly but he looked at the mysterious visitor and back at the older man.
"Father, this woman needs our help, and I didn't go outside, she came here!" Gon stated in a small but determined voice. The old woman's eyes, though hidden beneath the cloak, narrowed at Gon's father. She then looked at his son, he who brought her in without her asking and wanted to help. Surely they were not father and son? But she saw the family resemblance very quickly. They shared the amber colored eyes. Only the father's eyes were more dark and sharp. And the child's soft and warm, with no ounce of evil whatsoever. The same black hair with green highlights and tanned skin from days in the sun.
"I don't care about the circumstances, throw her out and let her fend for herself. That's what the villagers have always done, she can do the same" Ging said with a finality in his voice.
"Dad, please don't! At least wait for the storm to end, she may die out there" Gon said concern lacing his tone of voice. Mito wanted to speak up, but her cousin could be vicious. But she knew Gon had a strong point. She was proud of the boy for standing up to his father. Kurapika felt the same way.
"Enough" the old woman suddenly said. Everyone turned to look at her as she began to clear her throat.
"I have seen enough, you sir, are a cruel monster, leaving your subjects to the elements and your own selfish ways, disregarding your family's concerns and mistreating poor strangers" she said calmly pointing a finger at the king, who looked revolted by the statement.
"How dare you insult me in my own home, you ugly, vile, witch" he started to say. Gon was about to defend her when the foyer suddenly began to glow a bright golden color that could have been compared to the morning sun rise. The old woman's appearance had been replaced with a young looking girl with blond hair and light ruby red eyes. She looked to be about Gon's age. Which surprised him when his vision had cleared. Her grey robe had turned into a youthful red and white dress. And she looked pissed off.
"Who are you calling a witch you demon spawn! I am the beautiful sorceress Biscuit Krueger and I've been watching you! And believe me, I wouldn't be saying much at the moment!" she growled getting everyone but Ging to wince.
"Um. Excuse me miss sorceress, but why are you here?" Gon asked, slightly intimidated.
"Oh Gon, you are too kind a boy, call me Bisky. But I have come to curse your father, he has upset me, and he needs to be punished. So I am going to turn him into the thing he carries himself to be! A horrible, ugly monster!" she declared. Hardening her glare towards the patriarch, who at this point was starting to show a little fear. Bisky's hands began to glow a sapphire blue. Fearing the worst, Gon jumped in front of his father with his arms held out wide.
"Wait please! Don't curse my father!" Gon pleaded. The sorceress's glowing hands slowly began to fade.
"Why shouldn't I? He is selfish, cruel, and uncaring, and he called me a witch! He should be fortunate that a curse is all he's getting!" the woman said with a pulsing vein and a huff.
"I know, but he is still my dad, so, if you will, let me take his place!" Gon exclaimed suddenly. He didn't know why he suddenly said that. But he thought it would be the right thing to do.
"What! Gon you are nothing like that wretched man! There is no need to punish you" Bisky said greatly surprised.
"Well, if what you say is true, then I-I have a proposition for you" Gon challenged her nervously.
"What kind of proposition?" the blond asked curiously.
"Gon!" Kurapika called in worry, but Gon gave him a look that silenced his blond friend. A look the blond boy was all too familiar with. Gon was going to help in any way he could.
"If you are willing to let me take his place, then I will teach him to be more like me! If he does well, then you can change me back!" Gon declared. Not turning to see his father's face or Mito's. The small blond woman hummed in thought and even began to pace the floor. If not for the tension in the air, Gon would have thought it was funny. Bisky's face kept changing expressions and she would pause every so often. But finally after seemed like forever, she stopped pacing.
"Alright, I agree to your proposition, you will take your father's place for the curse. However, in order for the curse to be reversed, your father must learn to be as kind and a beautiful soul like you Gon, if not, you will stay that way for the rest of your life!" Bisky declared, before letting her hands glow once again. Gon nodded and looked back at his father and aunt. Mito looked more concerned than Ging did. Which worried Gon, but not too much. After all, a father, no matter how they acted before, would do anything to help their son who was in need right? Gon certainly thought so. So when he was hit with that blue light, he didn't have the slightest doubt in his mind that Ging would change for him.
Now the transformation was painful. Gon's bones cracked, warped and grew. He grew to be slightly taller than he used to be, almost reaching Mito's height. He was covered in black fur and sharp claws, with the legs of a lion, the tail of a wolf, the body of a bear, and a slightly humanistic face with the addition of the slightly floppy ears, but he had ram horns and tusks of a pig. His nose similar to a large cat's. The only recognizable feature was his kind amber eyes. He noticed how his rain suit was torn to bits, leaving him bare except for his favorite pair of green shorts. He looked at his father who looked utterly horrified at what his son had become. And Mito suddenly fainted. Kurapika just gaped at him in shock, trying to register what had happened to his friend. Gon moved quickly to catch his aunt in his large paws, and he held her before turning back to the sorceress.
"Okay, so you know the deal, you change back when your father learns to change, short, sweet and simple, I'll be back to check on your progress Gon, I'll be back within half a year!" Bisky declared before evaporating within a sapphire mist. She left the royal family alone to deal with their new catastrophe. Ging looked at his son horrified, still trying to process what had just happened.
"Dad, I'm going to take Aunt Mito to her room, I'll be back. Kurapika could you go get a cool rag for Mito?" Gon said, surprised by how different his sounded, before he started towards the castle's stairway. Kurapika rushed off quickly. Now along the way the black animalistic creature passed a few of the servants, and they all shrieked in terror, claiming that Gon was a monster. That stung Gon a little, but he knew that no one knew who he was. But they would have to be dealt with later, right now, his Aunt was his main priority. But little did Gon know, that was when he returned later on, his father would be nowhere to be found. And when the storm died down, the night was filled with pained howls.
On a tall mountain surrounded by miles of forest and surrounded by seven levels of gates, there lived a family of hunters. Monster hunters to be precise. They were a famous family that went by the name Zoldyck. Now each member had their own style of hunting, and they had their own special training, each starting as soon as they could understand a word that came out of their parent's mouths. The current head of the family had five children. His oldest was a poison dart specialist. His second oldest, granted he never left the manor unless he absolutely needed to, was a pack hunter. He trained all kinds of animals to track and kill their target. Now, even though his two youngest were currently under their own training. One Zoldyck child stood out. And his name was Killua. Killua, at the age of twelve was his own breed of hunter. He liked to find his target and fight them to the death. He was cruel and sadistic, something no twelve year old should ever be. But, his lifestyle shaped him this way.
Now Killua had fluffy white hair, and soft blue eyes that tinged purple depending on his mood. He was pale, much like the rest of his family, seeing as they never ever left the manor unless a worthy job was offered. One afternoon Killua was walking down the darkened halls of the manor. He had been summoned by his father, and judging by the tone of his voice, there was a job that needed to be done. Killua, despite the fact that he loved his job, often got bored of the manor and most of his family. He wanted to go explore the world and find more monsters to fight. But his mother kept him on a leash, seeing as he would be the next leader of the family.
It wasn't something he wanted, and he made it clear every time his mother was around. But he was only twelve, so his opinion was not exactly heard. The cobble stone walls were dimly lit thanks to the torches that lit the path. He never did understand why they didn't just get electricity for the halls, this wasn't the dark ages. His mind came back from drifting when he reached the only modern looking thing down there. The metal double doors. He sighed before doing the Zoldyck family knock. It was universal in their home, it was a code that allowed any of the doors to open, except the kitchen fridge after midnight. Killua had tried time and time again with different knocks, but the fridge just stayed sealed.
"Enter" a rather deep voice said. Killua opened the door with no hesitation and walked right in. He was immediately met with image of his father sitting on a white couch. He looked a lot like him. They had the same hair, granted that his father's was much longer. And he was much more muscular and their eyes matched as well.
Lying next to him was a rather large dog like creature. Killua recognized it, it was one of the creatures that his brother trains. The boy glanced back at his dad and waited to be addressed.
"Killua, there is a new assignment and I think that you will like it" his father said. There wasn't much emotion behind it, but Killua could tell what he was implying.
"Really? Can I see the file?" Killua asked. In the blink of an eye, a manila folder flew at his chest, but his trained reflexes allowed him to catch it without flinching. He opened and read the contents of the papers, but instead of being interested, he sighed with slight disappointment.
"Is something the matter son?" his father asked. Killua shrugged halfheartedly before answering,
"Nah, but I was hoping for something more of a challenge. I took out at least ten gorgons last month, they aren't a fun to hunt anymore" Killua said. His father hummed the child's words.
"I understand, I felt the same way at your age, but unfortunately all the other assignment have been passed.
"Damn it! Isn't there a demonized serpent I can go after? Or an actual demon? I'm sick of these weak jobs" Killua suddenly growled. His father chuckled at Killua's anger.
"Now, now, if you are so bored of these assignments, why not go out and find your own?" his father offered suddenly. Killua's eyes widened at the words. Such an opportunity had never been offered to him before.
"But dad, I thought Zoldycks had to wait until they were fifteen before they could start exploring unattended" Killua said, starting to get a little excited now.
"That is the tradition" the older man agreed.
"But you have proven time and time again that you can hunt on your own with or without supervision. So, take a few days, with my permission, to pack what you need and venture out as far as you please, just be sure to check in every once in a while" his father said with a lopsided smile.
"You're the best dad, I'll find the best game and bring back tons of trophies" Killua promised, his excitement finally breaking through.
"I'm sure you will, now should your mother give you grief, well, you know what to do" he chuckled. Killua thanked his father before being dismissed. By dawn the next morning, Killua was running out of the house with nothing but a bag of basic supplies and a predatory grin on his face. His life was about to get so much more interesting.
A/N: So that was chapter one, I hope you liked it. See you in the next chapter.