A/N: 09-26-18 I made another unexpected change. I have combined chapter 2 and 3 down into one chapter and did some grammar editing. Plot stays the same. Thanks!


Chapter 2: The Cooking Hunter Exam

10 years later: during the 287th Hunter exam


Gon, Killua, Kurapika, Leorio and 144 other participants of the 287th hunter exam have made it to the 2nd phase. Satotz, after having led them on an 80km run and through smugglers swamp for the first phase, leaves the participants in an open field with a large building in front of them. There are 2 locked doors which swing open inward that take up most of the front of the building. Directly above the door are 8 square windows that span the door's length, and above the windows centered just below the peak of the roof is a clock which reads the time 11:45 am. There is a sign posted on the building that says the 2nd phase will begin at noon. Inside of the building ominous growling noises can be heard coming from inside. The participants outside shuffle around in unease wondering what strange beast could be making these sounds.

Gon, after having checked up on Leorio, goes to investigate the sound and finds Killua. Everyone holds their breath as the clock strikes noon and the two doors swing open silently. Peering inside everyone is shocked to see what appears to be a giant with a huge stomach and a girl in front of him reclining on a chair. The giant is wearing a poor fitting yellow long sleeve t-shirt which fails to cover his belly button and massive exposed stomach, and a green pair of slacks. He lacks any kind of footwear. He has black shaggy, unkempt hair, which is trimmed to ear length and full of cowlicks. His small, beady eyes are black and hold a vacant expression. He has a double chin and has a slight amount of stubble growing on his face, his eyebrows are thick and bushy and he seems to have a permanent crease between his eyes almost as if he were concerned all the time. The ominous growling noises are emanating from his stomach.

The young woman reclining in front of him seems to pay his growling stomach no mind as she smiles up at the 148 remaining participants. She is of average height with seafoam colored hair that is tied up in what appear to be 5 star points sticking straight out, her bangs rest gently against her head to frame her small face. She has a delicate nose and high arching eyebrows above green eyes. Her eyes peer at the challengers this year wearing a confident smirk. She is wearing a black sports bra which is covered by a black fishnet t-shirt leaving her midriff and ample cleavage exposed. She has on a pair of daisy-duke shorts which barely cover her butt leaving her slim and toned legs bare. To complete her outfit she has on a pair of black pump high heels that have pink ribbons on the toes and then the shoes turn into a sock with pink bows continuing up to her knees.

Finally glancing up at the giant she asks him. "So, are you hungry?"

The giant complains with a distressed face. "Hungry? I'm way past that. I'm starving!"

"Very well then." She replies back to him quietly. Raising her voice to be heard over the chattering of the crowd outside.

"Hello! Welcome to the second phase of the hunter exam, my name is Menchi and behind me," she points to the giant, "is Buhara."

"We are what are known as Gourmet hunters, and the second phase test will be… COOKING!"

"Cooking?..." Many of the applicants murmur and stare at the strange pair in shock. Leorio starts to sweat nervously thinking. Cooking? Geez, I've never cooked a thing in my life, how in the hell am I going to pass this? Kurapika stays silent but he is nervous as well.

"To pass this test," Menchi continues. "You must cook a dish for Buhara and if you pass, then you will cook a different one for me. If both of us like your dishes, you will pass on to the third phase of the exam. When both of us are full the testing will end. Easy as cherry pie."

"My dish will be… whole roast pig! Any pig in the reserve will work!" Buhara announces his eyes becoming unfocused and saliva dripping out of his mouth, he seems to be in a state of bliss.

All the competitors rush out into the reserve hunting for what they expect will be a regular sized pig; however the only pigs that live in this area are the giant Great Stamp pigs.

"You know Buhara that was really mean of you. There's only one kind of pig that lives here and it has a notoriously bad temper, not to mention it's carnivorous. I don't know why you would mislead those poor applicants like that." Menchi smiles up at him with a not so innocent smile.


Meanwhile, Gon and his friends are the first to run into the great stamp pigs. 5 times the size of Leorio, with beady eyes and a giant snout that is shaped like a shovel, they charge after the group like a bull seeing red. The pig manages to toss them into the air and Gon smacks the pigs head with his fishing rod, easily knocking it out. Realizing that the head is the pig's weak spot the rest of his group capture pigs of their own.


A short while later, what sounds like a large stampede heads back to where the two judges are waiting who look at each other in surprise. The successful 70 applicants roast their pigs on spits in fire-pits that are scattered around the outside of the building. The smell of roasting pork fills the air and Buhara's stomach growls again loudly. After about 40 minutes of cooking the pork is ready and Buhara stuffs his face, giving everyone the thumbs up. Menchi thinks to herself wondering if Buhara made his task too easy. Up in a tree Satotz, who never really left, continues to spy on the group of applicants thinking that this year's contestants are exceptional.

"Buhara are you even tasting the food!?" Menchi complains. "You should be more picky, I can't believe you passed all of them!"

"I couldn't help myself…. I was so hungry, and I kinda went overboard." Buhara says with a full mouth while holding a ham hock in one hand and patting his belly with another. "Either way I've narrowed down the applicants quite a bit."

"I suppose you have," Menchi says somewhat disgusted. "But you should be more critical of their taste. You are a gourmet hunter after all. Don't give the rest of them the wrong opinion about us gourmet hunters being easy to please and that just any food will do."

Still grumbling under her breath Menchi gets up out of her chair and rings a gong.

"The first part of Phase 2, the pig round, is now over! 70 of you applicants have passed. Now moving on to the next part, I want the rest of you all to make me nigiri sushi! Unlike Buhara here, I am a picky, VERY, picky food critic."

Everyone in the remaining applicants, stare at each other dumbfounded. They all draw a blank over this dish. The silence is absolute.

"I can tell you guys have no idea what sushi is, let me enlighten you; sushi comes from a very small relatively unknown country called Jappon. You have all the cooking tools you need at these stations to make sushi as well as the defining ingredient rice. The exam will be over once I am full, you can try as many times as you like until then. You may now begin!"

Everyone is still scratching their heads except for a young bald ninja with a tag number of 294 who smirks and tries to hold in a snicker. His name is Hanzo. He has a serious disposition and can be very perceptive when he needs to, but most of the time he's a total airhead and completely gullible. He is often seen wearing his emotions on his face.

Man I really lucked out. Sushi is a specialty of my home country. I have this one in the bag! Gotta keep it together though, I can't let the others know that I can make sushi.

Hanzo glances at a guy molding sushi rice into a giant ball the size of a cantaloupe. A goofy grin and snicker still manage to escape. The people surrounding him sweat drop while collectively thinking He knows.

Everyone is still milling around 10 minutes later, nobody has started yet. Gon pokes at the rice thinking Menchi means rice balls, while Killua holds a chef knife in his hand as if it is about to bite him. Killua tells Gon it can't be rice balls because they wouldn't need a knife otherwise. Kurapika and Leorio don't fare much better. Kurapika holds his head trying to remember what he read about the dish.

"I think I read something about the dish having vinegar, rice and fish, but I can't remember how it's assembled." Kurapika whispers into Leorio's ear.

"Fish? In the middle of the woods?" Leorio yells oblivious to the entire group of 70 applicants overhearing.

"Shut up you idiot! There are fish in streams and lakes in the forest. If you don't keep your big mouth shut, everyone will know how to pass!" Kurapika hisses to Leorio, tossing a sushi paddle directly at Leorio's big forehead.

"Shoot, how did everyone catch on?" Leorio complains to Kurapika who is trying very hard not to beat his brains out.

"Aghh!" Hanzo yells out. How did they figure it out?

While everyone is away catching fish, Buhara looks at Menchi out of the corner of his eye.

"You know, you are no better than I am. You left out the fact that sushi is made with saltwater fish, not fresh. You are just setting them up to fail." Buhara mentions.

"Well, I've had plenty of regular sushi; I am interested in trying something different. Besides, I am a chef first and examiner second. You shouldn't be the only one to get to eat."

Menchi pouts at Buhara while imagining all the interesting dishes she will get to eat. She recalls from her memories a friend of hers telling her not to be picky otherwise she will end up starving more often than not. Unfortunately 10 years has done little to curb her bad habit of being overly critical of her food. Buhara doesn't say anything but he rolls his eyes thinking that it isn't wise of Menchi to be like this. Those poor competitors don't know what they are getting themselves into. There may very well be no people that pass this year because of Menchi.

Everyone has returned with their fish and are making their own take on sushi based on what few hints Menchi has dropped about the dish. Leorio mumbles to himself grinning wickedly believing to have made the dish Menchi wants.

"Hand molded with fish and rice coming right up!"

Leorio walks up to Menchi and presents his covered dish. When he removes the lid what lies in place isn't sushi, but an eldritch abomination. All in a large ball of rice are random pieces of fish sticking in and out. A tail here, a fin there, some bones and a fish head that is still alive.

"Well, dig in!" Leorio says proudly. Menchi however looks aghast at the dish Leorio has presented. She instead picks up the whole plate and chucks it behind her angrily.

"You're kidding, right?!" She says.

"What kind of critique is that?" Leorio spits back.

"What was that!? You spiky haired geezer? Are you disputing my judgement? Get back and try again!" Menchi huffs angrily.

"Listen, the shape of nigiri sushi is important for it to be considered nigiri sushi."

"How about this miss?" Gon replies happily. He has what looks like a live minnow on a plate with a small ball of rice going around the middle of the fish.

"Wrong! What are you, taking lessons from number 403?" Menchi complains angrily, tossing the dish away. Her temper is starting to get the best of her, as she rejects dish after dish. Someone presents to her an onigiri.

"Right country but, wrong dish." She sighs heavily.

"Are you guys even trying to feed me? I haven't seen one I have even wanted to try to eat yet." How can everyone be so dense! I've given them plenty of hints on how to make sushi. Menchi complains internally to herself, fretting.

Kurapika having put together all the clues and paying attention to the utensils Menchi has to eat with, he figures out that the sushi should be about so big. He places his attempt in front of her and she tosses it aside. His dish looks just like Gon's and the fish is also still alive.

"This is just as bad as 403's!" Menchi states insultingly.

Kurapika starts to visibly wither away at having been compared to be as bad as Leorio, who is completely affronted to see Kurapika being shocked to be compared to him.

"Come on, I'm not that bad." Leorio whines. Menchi starts to go on a meltdown stomping up and down like a little kid throwing a tantrum

"You are all Pathetic! Hopeless! Lack Imagination. What's wrong with you all?" Menchi cries.

"Not me miss." A baritone voice belonging to number 294 says. Approaching Menchi, Hanzo is holding a plate with proper nigiri sushi on it.

"About time, finally some real nigiri sushi! Now how does it taste~?" Menchi says excitedly.

"Hrmmm…" Menchi chews the piece of sushi thoughtfully. After a minute she opens her eyes and says a single word. "Nope."

"What do you mean 'Nope'? Sushi is just rice dabbed with wasabi and a piece of fish on top; it can't be any simpler than that! It tastes the same no matter who makes it!" Hanzo explodes in Menchi's face.

Menchi begins to grow in size behind Hanzo's back, becoming a foreboding presence.

"Nothing simpler? Tastes the same? Do you even realize what you are saying baldy!? It takes a decade to master making sushi! You worthless lot can't even hope to beat a beginner!" Menchi grabs Hanzo's shirt and pulls him close to her face.

"Wait a minute… I know you! You're that snot nosed, baldy brat from 10 years ago; the one who kept bragging to me about how great sushi was. This is the best you can give me?" She shakes Hanzo back and forth like a rag doll.

"You would make your country sick at such a pathetic attempt of their national dish! You FAIL!"

Buhara sighs watching Menchi go off on another tirade about how pathetic all these cooks are. There she goes again, that bad habit of hers. When she's like this only a few people in the world can satisfy her high standards. She's lost all sense of perspective. At this rate we will be lucky if anyone can pass. I don't know why the Chairman picked a 1 star hunter like Menchi for the job; he knows how troublesome she can be. He thinks to himself, trying to stay out of her way.

"All this yelling has made me even hungrier, come on next dish, next one!" Menchi shouts sitting back down on her throne. Suddenly a crowd of people form around her, holding their own dishes now that they finally know what Menchi is looking for. Hanzo slinks away in defeat.

"Wow so many! I guess I have to actually judge them based on taste now, huh?" Menchi tries piece, after piece, after piece of sushi. Rejecting all of them with comments such as. "The rice should fall apart in the mouth, the fish needs to be cut across the grain, you didn't make the sushi fast enough now it's too hot, and the shape is wrong." Finally she announces "I'm full." Nobody has managed to pass.


Satotz who has been watching growing more and more exasperated ends up calling the Chairman of the Hunter Association to notify him of what's going on.

"I see. Yes… I suggest you call her and remind her, what she is supposed to be doing. If that doesn't work I highly recommend coming in person regardless…. Very well. Goodbye." Satotz hangs up the phone and shakes his head going back to his silent vigil over the proceedings. I really hope the president can straighten her out. I don't know why he recommended her in the first place. Satotz sweat drops.


5 minutes later, Menchi is on the phone with Beans.

"Look, this is how things went down, I can't control that…"

"No, I'm not overdoing it! What'da mean I'm not sticking to protocol? It was stated at the beginning that I would be passing them on how the food tastes; by my sense of taste!"

"You were also equally judging them based on their ability on how to pick up on hints as well." Buhara interjects.

"Shuddaup." Menchi snarls at Buhara.

"Look there was a minor hiccup, one of the competitors knew how to make the dish and then the rest of them caught on by copying that guy. That ruined everything. Look, I'm not redoing the test." Menchi angrily hangs up the phone.


Beans on the other end of the phone winces. "Yes, but that isn't enough…. Hello? Hello? Are you there?"

"She's hung up on me Chairman, and she's turned her phone off. How do you want to proceed?"

"Ohooh. Looks like she's still as fiery as ever! I guess Satotz was right after all, she's made a mess of the whole exam. There are too many special cases this year to just let her do as she pleases. Come along Beans; let's make our way to the airship." The chairman laughs gleefully to himself, being able to meddle in the exam earlier than he planned to. Heheee this is going to be so fun! I wonder who else I can mess with!


"Alright everyone, I've come to a decision. Nobody passes. You'll just have to try again next year." Menchi states nonchalantly to the increasingly angry crowd.

"What do you mean I have to try again next year?"

A particularly angry competitor with the badge number 255 says as he smashes his sushi station. He is a particularly hefty guy, with the body of a sumo wrestler, with dirty blond hair pulled back into a high ponytail. His head is shaved on each side above his ears. He has on a baggy black long sleeve shirt, khaki colored long pants with knee guards and bulky hiking boots on. His name is Todo.

"I didn't come here to be a Gourmet Hunter. I came here to be a Blacklist hunter, not butcher fish and smear rice on it. Where's the real test, not this prissy gourmet crap! Knowing how to cook isn't needed to become a hunter!"

"Ah, is that so? Well too bad for you that this 'Prissy gourmet crap' is what's judging you this go around. Try again next year, rookie."

"What'da say to me bitch!? Don't mess with me."

Number 255 charges towards Menchi but before he can even get within 5 feet of her; Buhara slaps the guy silly into next week, causing Todo to spin around like a football and smash out one of the windows of the building.

"You know you didn't have to do that Buhara. I could have easily handled him on my own." Menchi says her hands behind the back of her chair having pulled out two very large knives quicker than the eye could follow.

"Yeah? And let you kill that guy? I don't think so; he'd be sashimi if I hadn't stepped in." Buhara states flatly.

"Hmmph." Menchi stands up and starts twirling her two knives around in her hand. Tossing them up in the air and juggling them. There is another knife strapped to her thigh but it looks more beat up than the others.

"What a joke, he wants to be a Blacklist hunter, he couldn't even defend himself." Menchi says scoffing.

"Listen up! Regardless of what kind of hunter you want to be, you all need to be proficient in Martial Arts. For us Gourmet Hunters, rare ingredients are often in the most inhospitable, dangerous places you can be. We end up fighting dangerous beasts on a daily basis such as what you did earlier with the great stamp for Buhara. We are also often called upon to hunt down and capture dangerous poachers. If you are any kind of hunter, martial arts becomes as second nature as breathing. Without such skills you will die. You also need the burning desire to challenge the unknown, to stand bravely in the face of adversity. THAT is what I am looking for in each of you! Guts!"

"Even if you are right." A voice from above says. "Isn't failing the entire group of contestants going a bit far?"

"Hey look up there! There's a blimp in the sky with the hunter association on it." A voice shouts from the crowd.

"Wait, I think I see something. There's a person jumping from up there!" Someone else screams. "They're going to die, it must be at least 100 feet down!"

Without warning, the person falling from above crash lands, leaving a visible, deep crater. Once the dust cloud settles, the person standing there is a clearly old man. He is wearing a white traditional male kimono with blue horizontal stripes on each of the sleeves and a blue band around the neck area. On his feet are a pair of white tabi socks and a pair of tall tengu-geta. He looks to be well into his upper 90's. His head is shaved bald except for where a high ponytail comes out on the top of his head and is tied with a blue string. He is wearing a long, thick beard that goes down his neck before ending in a curled point. Both his beard and head are a pure white. He has long stretched earlobes that have two piercings per ear. His mischievous brown eyes crinkle in amusement as everyone gapes at him. His face may be full of wrinkles but there are numerous laugh lines around his eyes and mouth that gives the impression that he has had his fair amount of fun in life.

"Goodness! That was a bit higher than I thought it was." He chuckles to himself. "It hurts more than I expected, I guess I am getting old after all!" He walks up to Menchi who grimaces.

"Chairman Netero, to what do I owe this pleasure?" She bows politely.

"You know I don't get involved unless something needs my immediate attention. I've heard you've been causing trouble Menchi." His happy go lucky disposition changes drastically as his eyes pierce Menchi's. You could cut the tension in the air with one of Menchi's chef knifes.

"Yes, chairman?" Menchi says politely.

"Did you fail these applicants because after testing their will to challenge the unknown you found their desire lacking?" Netero raises a bushy white eyebrow.

"Well…no…" She says in a small voice.

"But I did get angry when one of the applicants belittled the task and the others found out to make the dish from another one. I got really upset and I lost my appetite."

"And did that loss of appetite and anger hinder you from making a clear-headed judgment on whether they had the criteria to pass as hunters?" Netero continues.

"No." Menchi sighs in defeat. "I just can't help getting worked up when people insult food. I will resign as an examiner since I have failed to do my duty and stay objective. Please excuse me." Menchi makes to leave but is stopped by Netero.

"No, to have you leave now would ruin the exam and compromise this whole year. I want you to stay on as an examiner, but, you will have to lead by example this time. Does that sound fair to you?"

"Ah! Yes Sir! I actually have an idea of where we can do the new exam at too! Do you mind giving us a lift to Split Mountain? The new test will be making boiled eggs!"

Netero smiles at Menchi knowing exactly where her train of thought is going.

"That sounds like a wonderful idea my dear. Very well, everyone, please follow me!"


2 hours later at Split Mountain Ravine

The airship lands at a mountain that juts up from the surrounding flat land like a fist. It has one giant crack running straight through the middle of the mountain. There are multiple strong gusts coming up from the ravine and the howling of the wind makes it hard to everyone to hear each other. At the very bottom of the ravine a wide, swift moving river cuts through it. To fall would surely mean death. The ground underneath Menchi's feet at the edge of the ravine crumbles easily under her light weight.

"Ah, here we are! Welcome to Split Mountain Ravine! This will be the site of the new test. The objective is to make boiled eggs using the spider eagle eggs found here. However, spider eagle eggs aren't easy to get. Without further ado let me lead by example!"

Without warning, Menchi dives headfirst into the ravine without a second thought. While she is falling Menchi gets lost in thought. Gosh, this sure brings back memories. I wonder how Kai is doing now? Does she even know that I've become a Gourmet hunter like I said I would all those years ago? Kai this one's for you!

The competitors who stand a bit back from the ravine, look on in shock. "She's dead! There's no way she can survive that fall!" Todo having awakened on the airship ride over looks terrified. She's completely nuts!

"Actually," Begins Netero. "Menchi is completely fine. You see, Spider Eagles lay their eggs down in these ravines by weaving webs across the gaps. They do this to hold bundles of their eggs suspended away from hungry land predators. When they hatch, the wind carries the babies up into safety. Menchi knows that there are webs to grab onto and the timing of the gusts. She's fine."

As Netero finishes saying this Menchi is doing exactly as he described. She grabs onto a horizontal web with her arms swinging around it several times like a gymnast before slowing her movement. Once she comes to a rest she grabs a handful of the chicken sized eggs and waits for the wind to pick up. She lets go of her handhold and the wind carries her back up hundreds of feet onto the edge of the ravine. She looks up at the shocked faces of everyone like it's no big deal, while Netero looks away trying not to grin.

"Now all you have to do is boil it!" She smiles before moving around to start a fire and get a very large pot of water boiling.

"Ne, Killua this looks like a lot of fun, want to try it?" Gon shouts excitedly.

"Sure, this looks way more interesting than trying to make sushi, don't ya think?" Killua states nonchalantly, but you can see excitement burning in his blue eyes.

"Now this is a test I can get behind." Leorio grins.

"Agreed." Says Kurapika, slightly embarrassed that he agrees with Leorio on anything.

All at once, the group of four friends jump into the ravine together, grabbing on to any webs that they can. Also jumping into the ravine are Hisoka, Pockle, Hanzo, the Amori brothers, Gittarackur, Bourbon, Bodoro and even Tonpa to name a few. Todo inches away from the ravine too terrified to continue.

"It is okay to accept your limits and embrace your natural instinct for fear. It shows you aren't stupid, however to be a hunter you must be able to override these instincts. If you are unable to do so you are more than welcome to take the exam again next year." Netero says calmly looking at those who haven't jumped yet.

"So, when are we supposed to grab the eggs and get up?" Leorio asks nervously.

"Not yet." Gon says. His eyes closed listening closely to the sound and smell of the wind. The slightest breeze ruffling the hairs on his face.

"NOW!"

Gon yells, everyone lets go of their web and grabs an egg before the wind howls again lifting them back up to the top. Gon laughs all the way up contagiously getting Killua, Leorio and even Kurapika involved. Once being safely back on ground Gon's eyes sparkle with a passion for living and the thrill of adrenaline coursing through his veins. Once everyone has put their eggs into the boiling water they mill around in small groups to talk about what they just went through.

"AMAZING Onee-chan!" Gon says running up to Menchi hugging her enthusiastically, Killua slowly trailing after him.

"Where did you learn how to do something like this!?"

"AH… hey kid." Menchi pats him on the head awkwardly. Gon reminds her of what she used to be like at that age doing that exact same thing.

"Let's say an old friend of mine taught me how to do this when I was just a little bit younger than you are today. I was only 11 at the time, and a scrawny starving kid. She had gathered up some eggs to feed us, but left them out in the open. A nasty raccoon came and stole them while we were rummaging around for ingredients and firewood to cook them. She ended up getting paralyzed and we didn't have anything to eat, so I went back into the ravine to get more. She was really surprised that I made it back alive. Sitting around the campfire and eating those eggs made me realize that food is more than just a means to stay alive." Menchi smiles fondly.

Todo overhears this story while sitting with the others who decided to quit. 12 minutes later the eggs are ready and those that managed to conquer their fear and dive into the ravine tuck into their hard earned prizes.

"This here is a chicken egg," Menchi holds one in her left hand. "And this here is a spider eagle egg." She says motioning with her other hand. "As you can already tell these two eggs might look the same but the taste is completely different."

"God, it melts in my mouth!" "It's so creamy and sweet." "This makes regular eggs taste and feel like rubber!" "I've died and gone to heaven." Are many of the comments being muttered around the exam site through full mouths.

"It's things like this, that drive Gourmet hunters to go out into the world in search of new, better tastes and food. The reward outweighs the risk. Not all treasures are made from jewels and artifacts."

Todo wanders over towards Gon asking if he would be willing to share his egg. "C-could I please try some?"

"Sure." Gon says. "But, you have to apologize to Onee-chan here."

Gon offers up a piece of his small egg and Todo chews it hesitantly before closing his eyes and humming in pleasure. He reluctantly opens them up before looking at Menchi and bowing deeply to her.

"I am sorry I made fun of you and insulted Gourmet Hunters. My eyes have been opened to what you really do. It takes guts to be able to do something like this just for a chance to taste something good. I will be back next year to take the exam again."

"Food isn't just food; it has a way of making people smile, just like all of you, regardless of if they are rich or poor. It brings people together from all walks of life. Remember that just a simple meal can change a person's life." Menchi continues obviously quoting someone. Todo wanders off more determined than ever to pass the exam next year.

Netero smiles watching the trio out of the corner of his eyes; Wondering exactly who taught Menchi and steered her down the path towards becoming a one-star hunter. Interesting. He thinks to himself. I'll have to see if I can find out who this person is. They might be worth dragging into the Hunter Association; Linne Hors-d'oeuvre would be very interested in meeting them. He walks off over to the pot of eggs hoping to snag a few before Buhara gets over there.


A/N: As mentioned above I combined chapter 2 and 3 into a solid single one. Content is exactly the same.

If you haven't looked at Chapter 1 since I fixed this. I went back through and changed all the grammar that was a mix between 2nd and 1st person into just 1st person. Sorry to make everything so confusing regarding the point of view of the story. Please don't hate me! :'(

I know that the story about the spider eagle's, jumps back and forth between the Manga and the 2011 Anime; but I really thought the idea of having to purposely let go and wait for the wind to carry you back up to be WAY more exciting and dangerous than just climbing up a cliff with an egg in tow.

The story will start to diverge some from the Canon. There will be more Gon and Killua next chapter and after that the Phantom Troupe.

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