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Info: Next two chapters will be shorter than usual, but it's because they are both connected. Anyway here is Kurapika's first big night with the Troupe.
Rubrum Oculus Aranea: III Thirty Silver Pieces
- Neon's Hotel Room -
Early on during the first days of the Troupe Pakuonda felt like the mother of the group. Being the oldest much like a parent she cared about the safety of her husband, and the well-being of the children. Some of the spiders looked up to the mind-reader as a role model like they did with their leader. She tended to have some amount of humanity in here feeding any stray cats she would come across during her days. When she took over during the times Chrollo was busy no one questioned her decisions as the second-in-command.
It was only natural Omokage would take the first crack at getting at Pakuonda in more ways that one. While many of the spiders tried hitting on the girls they knew it was mostly not taken seriously. The 4th limb, however, saw things very different and quickly made it clear he had an interest in her. That "interest" involved taking both her shape and eyes to create another doll of his collection. That was, in fact, the only reason he joined up with the Troupe, but recently his plans have come to a sudden halt.
"You mean she's become a hostage?" Kurapika realized this could have been one trap to lure them all into this hotel. Why else would the guys be so thin, and combine that with no sight of Neon in her personal room? The blonde didn't mind since it would likely mean fewer spiders to deal with in the future, but naturally, their leader was very concerned. His emotions were very difficult to keep in check at the moment dealing with so many factors, and there was the matter of convincing their "comrade" into helping him save her life.
"Omokage enjoys putting on a show much like Hisoka, not that they are both the same but this likely means she is somewhere that is easy to see and find. We need to regroup with the others."
"I don't see the issue if Pakuonda dies, and you said it yourself the spider head is more important than its limbs." Chrollo realized his own beliefs was coming back to haunt him at the moment. Indeed his philosophy for the spider was to keep it alive, and yet he did care for some of the members not wishing for them to die like this. Kurapika was using his own words against him.
"I must say for someone who despises us you certainly know how to speak like a spider." This brought the Kurta back into his hateful state red eyes and all coming at Chrollo's direction. Even with the comment, the leader knew he had to convince him to help out somehow, but that would not be so easy with Kurapika's vendetta. He would sooner die than even consider saving one of Chrollo's pals.
"If you can make sure Pakuonda will survive I will explain to you things you don't know about the massacre of your tribe." Yes, there were details about that night not even he likely knew about from the reason the Troupe learned about their clan, why the eyes became so desired, and most of all why he was the only one who survived. All of those questions answered if he can just help save his friend's life.
"What makes you think I can't just force the answers out of you?" He could not help laughing from that threat from the chain-assassin.
"Trust me the images in my head would be difficult to believe even if I told you." Indeed the leader of the gang has come across many things, some of which could break the mind of a normal person, other details possibly could even make someone commit suicide due to the graphic details, but in the case of Chrollo Lucifer, it was just part of his normal life.
"I know you want nothing more than to kill us all, but I don't believe your life will improve once that gets accomplished. Sure you will likely regain all the stolen items along with the eyes, but can you honestly tell me that will make this world a better place?" Yes, the reason many consider themselves "heroes" is to fight against injustice. They might wear costumes in their battles, but Chrollo knew their dreams were that of the children they inspire.
"Hunters will always exist, criminals like me will steal what's valuable in this world, and in the end, the world continues to spin like nothing has changed."
"No one thing will change the men responsible for the tragedy of my clan's demise will be gone. I'm sure the world won't miss any of you..." Kurapika continued his verbal war against his captor matching his gaze with a glare.
"That's not true besides I'm certain your friends would miss you should anything happen to me." Kurapika's eyes blinked realized that could also be a possibility. So long as the chain remains he could not even try killing him without dying in the process. A realization came into Kurapika's head once the talking stopped for the moment.
'Why should a former spider get to kill these guys?' After all, he made it his personal mission and so letting someone else take that would be an insult to his pride, honor, and vendetta. There was also the fact Omokage was formerly one of the brigade members, and so he could have gotten involved in the killing of his clan as well, then he realized Neon was not in her room which could mean she was also in danger. Even if she desired the eyes of his clan she did not deserve to die for her nature...
"So what now "boss" I'm assuming you have a plan for these kinds of circumstances." For a fleeting moment, Chrollo imagined Kurapika was truly a spider with his sarcastic line towards his "leader" and it made something inside his cold body warm up just a little.
"Well, it's not like we don't run into a night where we need to save one of our own from captivity." Indeed just like with Uvogin, they would formulate a plan to rescue a fellow spider since they did not leave any of their allies behind like other criminals. That was just not the way of the spider.
"The first thing we must do is find the others, Kurapika is it possible for you to find Neon's current location in this building?" Kurapika nodded since they knew where this trail ended up it would not be difficult to find where she really is, but that depends on if she is still in the building or not. While the Kurta still loathed having to work with such a person in these conditions he could not justify someone getting involved who had nothing to do with the loss of his family.
"Let's go we can't stay here..." For a moment he ignored the orders of Chrollo as the blonde looked back at the room's content. He shook his head before following Chrollo's lead in regroup with the others. Meanwhile, the Phantom Troupe's attack force continued its assault on the helpless guards. Nobunaga never really fought with the full strength of his nen simply relying on En to dispatch his prey, and combining that with Gyo on his eyes he was truly a dangerous samurai.
"Hey Nobu, you've got some dripping from your nose. That leak needs to get cleaned out!" Phinks loved to take any chance to insult his partner in the gang of thieves even using a runny nose. Franklin just sighed giving the fuming swordsman some tissue for his problem. A few of the mobsters tried to demand the trio into surrender, but their bullets paled in comparison to Franklin's finger guns. Easily dispatching the guards Phinks went back into getting some exercise for his arms.
"I wonder what the Boss is up to with the kid." The giant wondered as they had no idea if they were in of a serious conversation or worse. Like Paku the man with the modified-ears cared about the safety of his leader being one of the founders. It also was his duty much like Chrollo and Pakunoda to reel in Nobunaga, but now that would be more difficult with Uvogin's death.
"Ugh don't remind me, Franklin, if that brat is giving the Boss trouble I'll teach him a lesson in respect." Truthfully he dreamed of Chrollo giving him the order to kill him yet that would also end the life of his leader. From his attitude, posturing about honor and justice, and those scarlet eyes Nobu considered Kurapika his greatest nemesis even more so than Hisoka.
"Heh, I actually think that kid is interesting to watch with those fancy chains. Yeah, his moral standards are too high, but he's still a newborn compared to this world around him. I can't wait to see him finally crack when he see how things really are in life." Phinks was one of the first members to admit the new recruit was unique in style, ability, and personality. In a way, he felt reminded of a younger version of himself.
"Damn you all...none of you are going to get away with this." A foolish comment from one of the hired-guns still holding up his weapon despite his wounds. He would not get anywhere as the tightened fist of Phinks came down on the man's skull cracking it open. The brain matter was still inside the flesh of the man's head so the corpse could be presented in an open casket.
"How many times have I've heard that line?" No matter who said it they would usually end up dead shortly afterward. Nobu agreed with Phinks that line has become a cliche for the criminals. Now they were just looking for Shizuku to clean up the bodies, and or Chrollo to give them the next orders for their raid. Instead of either of them, Shalnark and Machi arrived looking at their violent comrades.
"Ahh, I knew you guys were here but did you guys really need to make all these corpses?" The cheerful technical expert of the organization could not stand the smell of dead bodies. Machi didn't seem bothered by the stench of the soon-to-decay bodies having adjusted to such things over time, and much like the rest of the group such actions of violence were something they got used to doing these days.
"Pfft like it matters no one will miss these people. They are faceless pawns made to become a sacrifice when they believe they can gain a reward for this line of work, which probably won't amount to a lot of money anyways." Feitan knew the kind of payment thugs like the ones dead on the ground usually make.
Unlike the mafia when the Troupe comes across cash they usually give it away. This got made an unofficial rule for the group.
"Speaking of which how much do you think we can rack up tonight? I'd bet the payload would be lots of jenny." Shalnark knew Uvogin would have wanted to get just a piece of the cash for some beer or a decent meal. Usually the spider would not buy expensive items, so naturally, they would get basic needs for clothing, food, and some place to stay for a night.
"That's not the reason we've come here tonight, which you likely forgot Shalnark is to remove all traces connecting the mafia to us." The cold reply matched her eye color shining in the focus of the other members. Sometimes she imagined the computer sucking out some of his brain cells.
"Yeah I know Machi so where is the Boss then and his new friend." Phinks knew Nobu was grinding his teeth at that line.
"Oh crap! I completely forgot about her situation, and Machi why didn't you remind me?!" Shalnark suddenly remembered that important text given to him about Paku. She just shrugged her shoulders not bothering to reply as she confirmed to herself those digital highways stole his intelligence. So they gave the explanation to them happy most of the group was now connected, and they needed to find the others before confronting Omokage.
"Shizuku, Bono, and Korti are likely going after the safe now. Chrollo and Kurapika are near us so we need to think of a way to find Pakunoda." Shalnark quickly offered a plan of his own however the gang just ignored him.
"We wait for the Boss to come back." Nobu made it clear he would not make a move without the approval of his leader. He trusted his decisions over the other members even some of the other founders. He also stuck with Chrollo's orders of avoiding unnecessary killing just the unfortunate idiots, and he might question his choices of a new recruit, however, he still was loyal to him.
"Nobu, are you seriously refusing to do anything until he comes back here." Feitan knew the samurai was somewhat stupid at times, but he did not think he was actually going to wait for Chrollo. Usually, things would get tense during a heist yet tonight the feeling of dread was very high in all of their minds.
All of the eyes soon directed at two new sources of nen which belonged to the people they were looking for Chrollo and Kurapika.
"Hmm, I'm guessing the others are still looting the defenseless goods." The mastermind knew they might need to find them if they didn't come back soon. The robbery has become about saving the woman Chrollo knew the most besides Machi.
"Damn it! I know this was too good to actually be true. Just getting some stuff and leaving here in one piece, and now poor Paku's in this crappy situation."
"Why if I didn't know better I would say you really care about her Nobu in a certain way." Nobu threatened to swing his sheathed blade on Feitan's head who got amusement by the empty threat. Still, the mood return to a grim one as even Kurapika began to worry about what could happen in the next few hours. If they could give away most of the money to save her life all the troupe would do so in a heartbeat.
"So what's our next move Boss?" The spiders looked at their leader for how to go ahead with the rescue operation. Machi knew if any of the other spiders formulated the plan Paku's chances of dying would become greater. She didn't want to admit it, but no one else could lead an operation besides Chrollo. Feitan was no dummy, and she knew Nobunaga had real talent inside however they did not have the spider head's mindset.
"Yeah, I'm sure you know how to get her out of this mess!"
"I...don't know."
The silence in the room was defining after Chrollo's admission of being unsure of how to move forward. He knew they had to save Pakuonda along with Neon, kill Omokage, and get out of here before the police arrived. It's just how to carry out all that was evading his brain. The possible scenarios being simulated could all lead to the same conclusion the death of Neon and Paku.
"Tch, you can't figure out anyone to save your comrade she likely will die when you finally decide to help her." Kurapika didn't bother hiding his annoyance with the group he's forced to comply with due to the Judgement Chain. He didn't care that each of the spiders glared at him clearly pissed off with his attitude during this moment.
"Are you suggesting we simply rush in with no kind of plan should anything go wrong?"
"No! I don't need to save her life you do I'll go along to keep you alive Chrollo, but don't expect me to risk myself for her sake." Kurapika made it clear to everyone in the room as this was the fact of the matter about their relationship with him. The air became very think as everyone looks ready for a battle to start now.
"Ugh, you boys always love to get into a fight over pointless crap." Machi could not believe these men in front of her were about to brawl. Eventually cooler heads prevailed as they went back to thinking about what their next step tonight. They were thankfully when Shizuku and the others came back with her vacuum filled with the goods mainly the Kurta treasures.
"Boss? Are you about to have an arm-wrestling contest?" Her mind did not get the fact everyone was close to fighting with fists and not a simple game to calm spiders down. Shalnark merely planted his hand over his face at Shizuku's comment. Machi was grateful her absent thoughts could change the subject back to saving Pakunoda in her own weird way.
"We should go as a team and teach our traitor a lesson!"
"No, we should sneak in there and get the hostage out."
"What about the rest of the guards?"
"There is not a lot of time left..."
The discussion continued on while Chrollo still did not know how to calculate the best solution for this problem that won't result in death. Kurapika knew this was just ending up in a circle, and so he decided on the plan for everyone else regardless of how they feel about him.
"I'll face him alone." His resolve was firm as his eyes were completely red as he made this announcement. He figured since no one else really had a plan why not just walk into the show instead of buying time for a plan that could fail. Naturally, everyone from the spiders refused to even give that idea any serious thought dismissing Kurapika's suggestion to end this.
"Why you out of everyone here? Hell, what makes you think we trust you not to get Pakunoda killed by Omokage? I bet you're tricking us, the infamous Phantom Brigade relying on its enemy to help them what a joke!" The samurai wanted to laugh at this irony. Many of the other spiders went along with Nobunaga's thinking refusing to accept this blonde's idea to help out their comrade. He glared at their laughter noticing a few were not mocking his offer. Chrollo stepped forward abruptly ending the giggling echoing through the hall.
"Will you be able to use your abilities on him?"
The leader knew the fact he was no longer part of the Troupe might hinder the chains that Kurapika wields. His allies were speechless that has not only supporting him Chrollo was actually wondering about the blacklist hunter's power.
"That will not become a problem once a spider...always a spider in my eyes." Kurapika would not let the fact he betrayed them dimmer his hatred for the man. For as much, he despised their way of life or the actions they commit, and the lives were stolen by them, in the end, he could not change them. They likely will never move on from this life of thievery if Chrollo continues to live.
"It's settled then..."
20 Minutes Later
To say Neon Nostade was not expecting her life to end up hanging by a thread would be an understatement. When she heard about Omokage's profession in eyes she thought he was the answer to her problems. Ever since she got the first set of Kurta's eyes she could not help loving their beauty, and yet she wanted more of them. Like with Chrollo she was not aware he was a spider, and the fact he was creating living dolls out of several people.
"Neon...is that you?"
The blue hair over her face was covering up the blonde female asking about her condition. Like Pakuonda Neon got held up on a metal pillar unable to escape from her bonds made by Omokage. She also took noticed of her dress being much different from her usual clothing. It's like Neon was going to become part of a big show with the shiny blue outfit on her, and she hoped no male changed her when she was out.
"Relax I didn't harm you, believe me, I'm not that twisted...well most of the time." Omokage could not help enjoying seeing the now nen-less girl look at him in fear, and Pakuonda giving him a hateful look. Unlike the worthless guards, these two girls deserved to have the center stage in the eyes of the dollmaker. He remembered how Chrollo would seek other women with unique abilities, killing the ones who tried to destroy his gang, stealing the powers of the ones he found useful, but in the case of Paku, Machi, and Shizuku they were the only ones he might honestly care about.
"It's really sad Chrollo never truly cares about the ones he harvests for more power. I suppose keeping you alive is a way to feel better about snatching nen-abilities, but you know that better than everyone right Pakuonda?" She looked away refusing to give the traitor delight in her suffering. He forced her to face him by taking hold of her hair.
"Don't be like that Pakuonda! I'm sure the others will be coming shortly then you can die with all of your "friends" really it's a good thing for you dear." The blonde knew he would just play with her more, and with nothing to lose she spat right on his cheek. He punched her in the face a few times while Neon shrieked from her spot unable to stop him.
"You bitch I didn't know you had this kind of behavior...let me teach you some manners!" He gave her some more punishment with hits to her stomach watching her head move back and forth in pain. She was grunting in pain still refusing to give her captor the look of seeing her face.
"Why don't you leave her alone? You think that you're tough hitting someone who can't fight back!"
Omokage could not believe Neon was actually defending the abused woman he was attacking. Despite the fact she lost her powers she was actually supporting the actions of the people who took away her power.
"You aren't serious Neon. Don't you know this woman is working with the Phantom Troupe? Right now they are taking your treasures, and just like with your fortune-telling it will be gone once they leave here. That is the modus operandi of their group take and leave, but never give back in return truly a bunch of heartless monsters..."
"That you were a part of yourself!" Pakuonda knew he was trying to break Neon down with the knowledge of Chrollo Lucifer's true self however she could not let him off the hook.
"Quite true however my reasons for joining were simple. Yes, I might have killed people before with the others yet I had a good reason. It's all been leading up to this night, first I assisted the mafia to use to draw in the spiders, next I took you two for insurance should something go wrong, and finally perfecting my recent dolls will bring the last act on the brigade!"
Neither of the girls looked impressed with the speech thinking he was overacting when he started his long-winded speech about the plan of his to destroy the spiders.
"Oh, whatever you two don't need to approve my performance, after all, you both seem like the perfect damsels in distress for this play." With no more need for their mouths, he taped them up, but not before getting bit by them both giving them hard enough punches to knock them both out. He didn't want their talking getting in the way of the opening act, and speaking of that a few figures began to walk in front of the stage Omokage created from the area.
"Yes I know you all believe I'm too presumptuous; yet I know tonight I will bring down my former leader. With his death, my technique shall become complete, and then I can move on to a bigger stage." All for sake of making her perfect tonight would be vital of proving that to the world. Everyone who doubted him will be wrong as he looked at his finest creation Retz. Dolls truly were better than humans in his mind.
From the shadows Chrollo and the other spiders watched Kurapika walk out to face their traitor by himself. While some of the members still had doubts about this plan Chrollo knew this was the perfect test for Kurapika, first to see the skills of a former member in action while facing one of the people behind the death of his clan, next to study his abilities in combat which would become necessary for his survival, and finally to see if his resolve and morals can stand firm against someone like Omokage.
"In a way, I must show my gratitude for our old friend did this even if he's trying to kill us."
The blonde had gotten to know most of the Troupe from what Chrollo explained to him, and their interactions during the previous day, but it was Hisoka and Omokage who were unknown to him. While he made a deal with Hisoka to make sure they both get what they want he still was unsure what exactly was going on in the mind of that clown. As he got his first look at the goth-themed older man he could tell something was off about him.
"Hmm, what are you doing here boy?" The silver-haired puppet master didn't expect to see Kurapika of all people to arrive. He was not even sure who the blonde was at first, but then his red eyes reminded him of that night when he got his first and last look at the Kurta clan.
"My this is a surprise I knew Neon hired someone, but for the bodyguard to actually be the surviving Kurta is very interesting. Let me guess you're after the stolen items of your clan along with the eyes." The blonde nodded which brought a smile on the former spider's lips.
"Perfect Kurta, now I know that we can work together to meet both of our goals in life now first we-"
"Did you take part in the massacre?" Quick and to the point the young avenger was about Omokage's history. The older gentleman was speechless for a moment by the question however he was not surprised it got asked by the blonde. He would need to think careful about his next choice of words.
"Yes that is correct, and yet I felt rather sad about helping kill such wonderful eyes such as the ones you have in your skull. They shine rather beautifully in the light, the power residing in them is also wonderful, and most of all keeping them for their value or making a profit which is why you came here isn't that right?"
His fists were shaking as the ensnared hunter of the Troupe was trying to keep control of himself. He might have understood why people were taking the scarlet eyes however it still brought out his inner anger according to his lessons of self-control, that only got harder to do in the recent days. More and more the tension building inside of himself was close to leaking out.
"No there is more than just that...I'm out to gain revenge for the deaths of the members of my clan!"
"Such a pity. Here I was hoping we could become friends." With the snap of his fingers, he brought out the first of his attack dolls made from Hisoka and Illumi Zoldyck ambushing Kurapika with ease. While they were not the real versions of their incarnations they still were quite strong in battle. Kurapika moved back as the Bungee Gum combination with Illumi's needle manipulation were very dangerous.
"Funny here I am being a traitor of the Phantom Troupe, and I'm using the form of another traitor to perfect my abilities. I guess Chrollo would consider this my thirty pieces of silver then hehe." Chrollo felt impressed that Omokage was considering himself their own Judas, but in a way, he understood the metaphor. Like Hisoka, he decided to sell them out for his own reasons that were harmful to the Troupe.
"Damn that bastard throwing us under the Boss like this!" Nobunaga actually hated Omokage more than Kurapika for the moment.
"Even for a fake that copy of Hisoka is just toying with him." Machi knew that clown was an unknown in true potential, though his raw power alone might be enough for Omokage.
"This is too much we need to help him out!" Shalnark was the first to offer help for Kurapika who had to stay on defense just to survive against such odds. He was going to need help the kind of help only the spiders can offer deadly violence.
"I think Kurapika can hang on for a little while longer." Franklin knew while the kid could not win this fight he was not defeated yet either from the looks of the battle. Chrollo hoped he could buy them enough time so they could act without any mistakes.
"We only need just a little while longer to move on the rest is all on Kurapika..."
'I can remember some of Hisoka's tricks so I can avoid a few of his attacks, but I don't know much about Illumi. Perhaps I should go after Omokage when I get an opening.' The blonde knew that would be difficult as even if he could avoid the golden needles Hisoka's playing cards still managed to inflict a few scars on his arms. He knew a prolonged fight would end badly for him so he needed to end this one shortly.
"How entertaining stranger, considering you are able to do so well against two highly skilled dolls no wonder you are from the Kurta clan. I can't wait to make a doll from you..." Omokage watched from his stage area amused by Kurapika's Conjuring in action. Despite getting overwhelmed the dollmaker was becoming mesmerized by the red streak of light moving in such a quick motion, and the blonde's physical condition was also rather attractive to the eye.
'To think I first thought I was looking at a girl when he came into the room.' Omokage thought on a whim as Kurapika felt the injury caused by the sharp cards used by the fake Hisoka. Now his arm was dripping with blood showing the first major wound of the battle. The maestro of this show could not help his hands as they clapped, and yet this was only the beginning for the blonde.
"As much as I've become obsessed with you this can't really last against such foes. After all, you are merely the first act for the rest of my show, and sadly you don't have a part in this play so please surrender yourself so I may grant you a respectable death." Kurapika would never let this narcissist get that enjoyment so easily, he slowly rose up covering his arm with some of his clothing to stop the bleeding and decided to go on the offense.
'Alright, I can use these guy against each other, use my chains to rope them up, and then go after Omokage so first I should-' Then he felt something puncture the back of his body. The smell of gunpowder came into his nose as he saw the image of another Pakuonda standing behind him. Her eyes were completely black much like the other dolls, and that image would haunt Kurapika as he lurched over in pain from the bullet in his body.
"Hahaha! I told you to give up, but I guess the Kurta were too prideful for their own damn good. Still, I can take those wonderful eyes out of those sockets for many useful things in the future. As for you avenger, you will just be a mere footnote in my legacy!" That stench of blood once more filled Kurapika's scenes, stirring all the painful memories of his past.
'I can't die here...not until I can get my revenge.'
That was on the mind of the fallen hunter, but his body was struggling just to get back up with the wound in his back adding to his pain. Still, he did have a few tricks of his own to match the performer in front of him. While in his Specialist state he can produce another kind of chain ability through an Enhancement cross which manifested in front of Kurapika. First, he used his chains to find and remove the bullet still lodged in his back.
While the blood from the wound began seeping out the enhancement-powered cross-moved toward the most serious injury in his back healing it within seconds. Of course, this kind of power would come at a price his body would likely need rest after tonight is over with, but Omokage and Chrollo were both amazed by this skill.
"Now that is special to think such a young Kurta like yourself can fix that kind of wound is remarkable. Perhaps I'll play with you a little, but I have don't have a lot of time to spare so...please subdue the boy dear sister." Before Kurapika could react he felt a blade move on his back revealing the most prized doll in Omokage's possession Retz. Her eyes looked lifeless as she gazed at the other blonde as blue colors gazed into red colors. For a moment Kurapika thought she was a boy considering the tomboyish outfit she was in plus the cap on her head.
"Another doll how many did you make, monster?!" He hissed at the former brigade thief wondering if he was trying to play God with so many fake lives in these shells standing near him. The female doll took a look at his red eyes before remembering something she learned about a few days ago.
"Red eyes, and blonde hair. You are that Kurapika right?" Omokage and Kurapika gasped by this unaware of how she knew about his name. She tilted her head at their reactions explaining herself.
"That's what they told me about you. Gon, Leorio, and Killua explained that they were looking for you Kurapika." Suddenly the Kurta's dim lights grew bright with some hope. The fact his friends were trying to find him even after his sacrifice almost brought a few tears in his eyes. He did not want them to get hurt, but he would be lying to himself if he did not want to see them again.
"You saw them how were they?" He spoke in a quiet voice despite the blood still pouring down from his injured arm. The pain in his body was nothing compared to the suffering of not knowing about how his friends were doing now. Retz realized how much he cared about his comrades, and part of herself wanted to have that same kind of feeling of love and friendship.
"Ahh, who cares about those punks they are still just a bunch of children compared the brutal men I've seen in the underworld of criminals." Hearing those words brought out renewed strength in Kurapika's body granting him the strength to break out of Retz's grasp.
'Even if he no longer considers himself a Spider he's proven enough to allow me to hate him, and besides he was there during the massacre that is more than enough for my Chain Jail to take hold of him.' His line of thought looked at Omokage as his arms pushed forward with the chains ready to ensnare him, but that's when he took hold of Neon's head now threatening the safety of his hostage.
"Are you sure you want to use those chains on me now boy?"
Kurapika knew even if his chains would not work on the girl he could kill her for using his chains so he stopped himself for a moment.
He knew Omokage was going to send his dolls after him, and he realized that no matter what he could not get out of this situation.
'Damn it I can't buy any more time...'
He saw the gun barrel of the fake Pakuonda aimed right at his head ready to fire, the injury would likely puncture his skull killing him instantly.
Instead of that, another projectile came in the form of Franklin's finger bullets. Machi quickly moved in ensnaring Pakuonda's copy in several different strings; but now his vision took in the sight of Feitan, Nobunaga, Franklin, Machi, and Chrollo all standing in front of him.
"What on earth? Chrollo and the other spiders saved you, boy? That can't mean he's indoctrinated you into the Troupe as well?!" The dollmaker's voice was beginning to show venom and hatred by the turn of events.
"No way in hell I'm going to have the name Spider you bastard!" Kurapika still refused to accept himself in their group no matter what.
Omokage called back his dolls to the front of the stage unaware of Bonolenov waiting to nail him with his boxing glove.
Omokage looked shocked to see him backing away from Neon and Pakuonda only to end up getting punched right in the cheek by Phinks.
"That's what you get for using girls as your human shields prick."
He ordered his dolls to attack them, but this opening allowed Shalnark and Shizuku to get Paku and Neon out of the ropes into safety. Without his hostages, he could only rely on his dolls now to fight back against the Phantom Troupe.
"Good work stalling him Kurapika not bad for your second night in the spider!" Shalnark teased his blonde counterpart with a hand wave.
"Well, it seems that your thirty pieces won't have much worth after all." Chrollo's lips curved into a smile enjoying the man's plan fall apart before his eyes.
Quickly Omokage began to laugh trying to regain his composure he was still pulling the strings here.
"This is nothing simply killing you all with helpless tools would be rather boring, and so why not make things entertaining! Now with the arrival of the major actors, the show can finally begin!"
"Hmm, you consider this a play of action how funny. If for argument's sake, you were going to part in a story with yourself in the lead role, it would be such a tragedy."
"Tragic for you actually Chrollo considering you will be dead once it's over."
"Hmm haven't you ever heard of a twist ending Omokage?"
The smiles on both men hid the lust for blood, carnage, death, and destruction that would now take place in this room. Kurapika would stand in the middle of such a violent encounter...
Afterwords: Sorry this one has taken so long I wanted to do some writing for my other story as well before updating this one. Anyway, I don't know how many chapters this one will take, but it's not going to become as long as my Kingdom Hearts story most likely. Thank you for reading and giving me advice it's appreciated.