Leaning up against the side of the office building, Killua took in deep breaths. His grip on the yo-yo's in his hand tightened as his blue eyes dashed up hesitantly looking around for any signs of an enemy approaching.

Despite the numbness in his toes and his legs growing limp from running for so long, he never felt so alive as he did when the thrill of a fight got the adrenaline pumping up inside of him. For Killua, the thrill of the hunt was nothing compared to the satisfying feeling of eliminating your prey.

Well actually there was some really great irony in there, "hunt" as in "Hunters" but here Killua was taking out a whole branch of them to feed his and his family's own ambitions.

"Haha! In everything I do, I am NUMBER ONE! HAHAHA!" Killua let out a burst of almost cruel laughter in the air. His smile twisted up into one of malice as he swung his heavyweight yo-yos hard, thrusting one into the neck a woman running by.

It created a display red rain to decorate his once all purely white air, as he lurched forward driving the yo-yo to knockout her chin upwards. Killua possessing such steady craftsmanship as he silenced her.

"Kaaaaeeeehh!" The woman gasped as she started sputtered up blood leading to her own death.

Killua grinned, harshly yanking her long lovely brown hair up and digging his knee in the center of her back. "Sorry. No emotion, that's what business is. I can't show mercy on witness." He twisted her spinal cord around with ease.

He couldn't die here.

Nor could Killua afford to cut all his efforts short that he worked so hard for the past few months.

The woman didn't stop screaming as Killua roughly threw her to the ground. Her body bounced convulsing uncontrollably soaking the concrete red like a sprinkler until her last breath was weakly drawn out.

Luckily the communication device in her ear was unharmed and it was working perfectly at high enough volume for Killua to hear it. The walkie talkie in the dead woman's ear broke through with light static calling out, "I think the invader has left the area. I repeat, think. Still remain on high alert."

That was Killua's que, time for him to finish up the job that he started. Only one more person left for him to kill and they were on the other end of this walkie talkie conversation.

Taking a few steps away from the wall, Killua lowered his grip on the yo-yos as they spun back inwards. After hearing no response from anyone else, he figured he was in the clear. He calmly headed inside of the building, his eyes dashing up and catching sight of the disgraceful title, "A SAFE public Branch of the Hunter's Association."

All Killua could configure was, 'How disgusting. How gross. Why would anyone want to be in any relationship to the Hunter's Association.' A stern look came on his face as he looked around the wrecked place.

He did manage to scramble them up real good. Barely dragged the floor with them; Killua counted himself lucky there had only been 4 Hunters here. Also Killua was blessed to have enough Nen experience to crush them.

Placing his yo-yos in his red stained pockets, he walked behind the front desk. He felt the sun barely get blocked out by the corner of the window inside, which worked wonderful for him since it concealed his location. Allowing him to get more time to hold up his personal goal of the mission.

"Stupid, morons." Killua snorted as he took his seat at the front desk. He began typing in information in the search bar contently, "You didn't log out your system. You'll regret this."

His eyes ran over the familiar sight of his name under.

WANTED: DEAD OR ALIVE.

Killua Zoldyck

Reward: A sum of money equivalent to a small loan of a 34,899,456,349,223,115.777 (insert repeating decimal symbol)5 yen

Hitting a few keys on the computer he started to erase his final destination and description below. Getting rid of any traces of him in the system, (despite how much it was getting under his skin to keep doing this.) he knew he'd show up again. Still he had to keep doing this…. just in case. He couldn't let himself be tracked, when he planned to go on the run.

Killua slammed his fist into the keyboard cursing loudly, "Damn this bitch!" He looked at the mocking screen demanding a password to be shared, "Preventing this shit. Huh? They think they're smart?" He exited out disappointed that he couldn't be fully deleted.

But there was someone who could…. Gon.

Moving a few finger frantically he went to check up on how much the Hunter's association knew about Gon Freecss. About 30 pages of information came up, ranging from birth to childhood to his nen status. There was even bout 10 of those pages talking about his friends.

"That's a problem." Killua murmured, he hunched over to get a better view at the screen. Reading all the info they had on his and Gon's previous adventure together. He clicked his teeth, "These snakes might want to hurt Gon to get to me. I can't let that happen."

The next steps Killua, took, gosh… he knew Gon would hate him for it. In fact Killua knew if Gon ever found out what he did he would hate him till his death bed. But it had to be done. For the sake of them being together. For the sake of, All being fair in love and warfare.

His finger moved fast as lighting as he struggled to clear out all the information out of the systems database. Killua dragged all the information about Gon in the trash. He started clearing out all the files they had on him and Gon's possible friendships and adventure together.

The trash button gave a frozen loading sign on his screen as he leaned back in his chair with heavy satisfactory. "No more, Gon Freecss." Killua smirked to himself as he kicked up his feet on the table, he dragged a few of his own files that weren't password blocked over to the trash bucket. "And no more Killua Zoldyck." He ruffled up his white hair feeling like he should be congratulating himself.

With them out of the system it would be harder to get information about them. Especially it would make their whereabouts run cold other than word of mouth. It would make going undercover after they got married easier. Maybe even have them change their last names. Or they could fuse their last names, there was, Zoldcss, Freeyck, Cssydck, endless possibilities of names where out there.

The sounds of guns and windows shattering made Killua jump to the floor as a few cops ran inside the building shouting, "I WILL SHOOT! I WILL SHOOT! I WILL SHOOT AT ANYTHING THAT BREATHES TRY ME."

"Oh man.." Killua muttered, as he crawled into a ball under the desk. He took a peek at the cops waving their guns around like a bunch of lunatics. "I got the crazy ones trying to bust my ass."

He figured it would be pointless if he laid here and did nothing, but by the sound of it there was plenty of cops not bent on splitting up. Still running out to make a break for it would end up a suicide mission. So Killua tried to climb back up in the chair just to ensure even if he die here that the files on the computer were deleted.

Soon as his mop of white hair presented itself to allow his glowing blue eyes to get a peek at the screen the whole entire room erupted in loud chatter.

"Freeze!" A few coppers busted in putting their guns and aiming them at Killua. Another sound of a chopper outside thundered, "We have the place surrounded!"

Yawning, Killua pushed the chair away from him as he stood up. "Officers, I wouldn't fire if I were you. I have this place rigged. Full of bombs." He cocked his head to side to indicate that he wasn't bluffing.

One over cocky cop laughed, "Yeah sure! Says the one with feminine deodorant on. What is that smell, chocolate coco puffs or something?"

"HOW DARE YOU DISRESPECT CHOCOLATE COCO PUFFS! THAT'S MY FAVORITE CEREAL!" The 16 year old yelled. Killua angry slammed his fist into the computer monitor, it sent glass cuts flying up his arm, but that was nothing compared to how the shadows started to dance all over his face followed by the loud crackling of electricity. His eyes seemed to turn to hostile darkness while draining the electric energy out of it as he sparked up. "NO ONE DISRESPECTS CHOCOLATE! AND FUCKING LIVES!"

"Who do you think you're yelling at punk? I'll take you and your cheap girly deodorant back to Walmart!" The man's finger threateningly pulled back on the trigger firing the first shots in the air.

It sent Killua taking off at god speed to dodge right past all of them. He spun past every bullet, unleashing his sharp nails. Mercilessly he drove them to create a fine cut to take off the man's neck. Killua hollered, "WHY DO WE EVEN HAVE GENDERED DEODORANTS IF I'M A GROWN ASS MAN AND I WANT TO SMELL LIKE CHOCOLATE MOCHA KISS I FUCKING WILL!"

"Get him! He has a bounty on his head. Plus he's wanted for starting a bar fight." A random voice called out.

At the mention of the bar fight, Killua completely deadpanned, "Really? The bar fight? That was like weeks ago." He sassily snapped his finger dropping a few more cops to the ground. He stepped on their heads, with a sneaky grin crawling up on his face. "Why ya'll still got yo head up yo ass about that?"

The rest of the cops went wild starting to shoot an fire at any blurry inch of life that happened to move. Yet Killua slipped through every wind pocket and managed to break out of the building without being noticed.

Reaching for his phone he dialed up his asshole of brother, "Illumi! Get over here and pick me up. You said you'd be waiting out here for me."

"Yeah. After you finished the mission." Illumi chirped out a friendly reminder on the other end. "From what I'm observing your mission isn't over yet."

"Like hell it's not! Where are you?"

"You haven't killed your last target."

"Oh, so you want me to blindly run into this flood of trigger happy cops?"

"If I pick you up now, your mission will be incomplete. You'll get a punishment."

"I'm the best. The best don't get punishments. That's for shithole failures like you." Killua spat out bitterly. No longer did he equivocate on speaking his opinion of his older brother. 16 year old Killua proudly spoke his mind, he didn't have anything to be afraid of anymore.

There was silence for a long time on the other end of the call. It was almost as if Illumi had threw in the towel and decided he didn't mind seeing Killua get the wind shot out of him with a smart ass mouth like that on him.

"I'm waiting." Killua quipped as he kept running around at Godspeed staying out of the cops' sights. He dashed around the building a few more times still impatiently holding the phone in hi hand.

It felt like forever until the loud sound of a helicopter hovering over head came, followed by the grim sound of, "Hustle up. We're crunched enough for time already and the fact you didn't finish your mission makes it worse." Illumi's voice seemed pissed to the point of no return as he threw down the rope ladder for Killua to climb up on.

"There he is!" A cop hollered pointing at Killua in motion to climbing upwards to safety.

Another policeman, who appeared to be the chief screeched out, "OPEN FIRE! LIGHT EM UP! LIGHT EM UP, BOYS!" He pointed directly at the helicopter labeled plain as day, 'ZOLDYCK' in huge black letters.

Killua swore his family must have had some narcissistic problems, since they had to be well known that it was one of them carrying out the job... That or writing their name on everything they owned was a really bad market strategy. Either way Killua considered this a fuck up.

He quickly scrambled up the ladder cursing, "CRAP, CRAP. CRAPPY BURNT FLAPJACKS!" Tightening his grip, Killua help on for dear life as Illumi hastily took off, higher in the air to avoid the trouble of wrecking the helicopter.

The sea of white hair on Killua's head spun around his face wildly clouding his vision as he struggled to climb up. The lanky 16 year old might have had height on his side but moving his feet around was a problem becoming more and more evident to him. The direction of the chopper swaying the ladder as he tried to climb wasn't help either.

Especially nor was Illumi yelling in his ear, "GET TO THE CHOPPER! GET IN DA CHOPPER!" Making it any easier for Killua to comply.

"Have you ever tried to get in a moving chopper before?" Killua finally snapped back.

"Plenty of times."

"Well this is my first."

"Get better."

"At what?"

"Climbing in moving choppers! You dumbfuck. What else would I be talking about?"

"Shut the fuck up and pilot!" Killua huffed as he pulled himself up to finally enter the helicopter. He pointed at Illumi accusingly huffing, "You just focus on yourself."

"I hope mom and dad punish you. You're too over confident and need more correction." Illumi quipped wagging his finger in the air.

"Pff, like I said before. They're not going to punish me." Killua blushed off the comment. He let out a heavy sigh that he didn't know he was holding as he admitted, "They're going bloody murder me."


A few hours later, Killua really wished his parents would have murdered him instead of yelling at him for what had probably hit about the 30 minute mark.

His mom had done all of the talking. His mom had a mouth bigger than what she was worth if they sold her mechanical, weird ass laser looking eyes to the junkyard where they belonged. Since for the 53rd time in this conversation she'd mange to loop back to the words, "You not finishing the mission makes the whole entire family look bad."

Silently Killua nodded his head. His expression firm and a bit bored over the whole thing, as he twisted his fingers through his white locks. He broke into the rant to say, "I tried my best. I couldn't give my 100% tho. Too many risk factors."

"Oh is that so? Basing on how much you hate the Hunter's Association this should have been a piece of cake." His mom fired off.

"Well, they were Hunters!" Killua stressed his voice to make this fact very evidently clear in their minds, "It took up a lot of my energy fighting them, I got too lazy to handle the police. It was like a swarm of them! I barely made it out of the building alive. I had to bluff about planting bombs." throwing his hands up to show off his battle marks he huffed, "Will you ever be satisfied?"

"What were you doing in the building anyway?"

"Hunting down my next target."

"Interesting. Ilumi said otherwise." His mom responded. She rose up from her seat and looked over at where Illumi was lingering by the door. "He said you went in on your on free will after you let your last target get away."

Killua cut his eyes over to where his older brother was, now Milluki had came up beside him with a whip. The sight made Killua flinch a bit almost feeling the beating about to be given to him before it occurred. All he could do now was stick with his story and deny. There was obviously no escaping this one.

Lowering his head, Killua shamefully restated, "That's not the case. I had a good reason to go into that building." He closed his eyes unable to face them at his parent's but summarized, "That's my story. It was something important I needed to complete."

In a frustrated way, his mom reached across the table and smacked him on the head. "You stupid child! Haven't we taught you anything? Nothing is more important than the Zoldyck family. NOTHING." She pushed his chair over, roughly knocking her son to the ground she proceeded to scold him. "You need to get off that high horse of yours. Doing a few good mission doesn't make you a star! You still have much to learn. You…!" Her heel of her foot dug into Killua's stomach make him start to cough up blood.

Milluki's cruel laughter was able to be heard from where he was standing. He cracked the whip in the air hissing, "Haha! Time to face the toll."

Killua let out an unhappy grunt. A part of him couldn't believe that after all the work he did for his family there was just no satisfy them. It was like they could never be happy with him because they expected too much from him. Now he was going to get beat as if he didn't take enough battle damage already. It was like a crazy fit of laughter and cruel mockery was taking place all around him. Mean laughing and not nice kicking. It was like Killua was on display in medieval times, he was so ready for someone to just throw a rotten tomato at his head or something.

All Killua could do was go to his happy place. His soon to be happy place with Gon. Gon and him were going to run away. They were going to run far away and escape stuff like this and prevent each other from falling into darkness. They had always had each others backs, so getting married and finally tying the knot would set him free of all this bullshit.

"Two weeks." His dad spoke out finally ending all the shenanigans going on around Killua.

The 16 year old screwed up an eyebrow, "Only 2 weeks?" Killua was halfway shocked by his own sentence. He actually was expected something more damning like…

"Two weeks in solitary confinement and give me that phone." His dad held his hand out ready to collect it.

Damn, there it fucking was. The actual punishment that Killua thought, feared and prayed he wouldn't have.

Pulling out his phone from his pocket, Killua let out a grumble, "Damn stupid thoughts and prayers. They never fucking work. I'm still waiting for that shit to kick in." He tossed the phone over to his dad, as he rose up to his feet.

Killua gave a stern glance to his mother unwilling to hear another word from her as he turned to walk out the room. He shoved his hands in his pockets, soon as he passed his two older brothers.

Milluki tried to yank him up but Killua was way faster now. The 16 year old jumped back hollering, "Get away from me, you trash! I can take myself to solitary confinement. I've been there enough times."

"I have to cuff you, up. Make sure you don't escape you little rat." Milluki hissed raising the whip threateningly.

Killua opened his mouth to say something more, but out of the corner of his eyes he caught Alluka watching him from afar down the halls. It made Killua buckle down a bit deciding to hold in his rage. He lowered his head and shoved into Illumi roughly before heading his way towards solitary confinement.

The last thing Killua needed was for Alluka to see him go rogue and lose his cool. Besides it wasn't that big of a deal was it? Killua figured he'd be out of here soon, plus he warned Gon he might not hear from him for a while. It wasn't like Gon was going to lose his mind and go crazy without talking to Killua for a few days.

It was just 2 weeks.

They could definitely survive without talking with each other for 14 days…

OH GOD, Killua hoped that they could.