Chapter Seven: Guardian
Footsteps ring around me. Rain washed my tears as I howled in painful sorrow. Blue shone everywhere. I hear someone call my name.
They kept begging for my forgiveness. I couldn't hear them.
No.
I didn't want to hear them.
A heart wrenching wail escaped my throat and a cold wind wrapped itself around me. A dead body laid before me, but I didn't know who it was.
All I know is that I love them so much that when they died, I almost committed suicide. Another howl and crystals shattered around me, falling into my eyes, my hair, my sore, beaten body.
Another scream escaped me when suddenly warm arms surround me, calming me into silence. My eyes were temporarily blind but I could felt the warmth of my savoir, making me hold on to what sanity that was left within me. A hand stroked my hair and a kiss form between my eyes.
"Don't worry, hush. I'll protect you. Even if you can't remember who I am or if I forget you, I'll protect you whenever I lay my eyes on you again." The voice soothed me and I closed my eyes, sinking deep into darkness.
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I snapped open my eyes and blinked. Weird. I swear I had a dream. But I can't remember. Oh well, no use pondering.
I rubbed my eyes and yawned. Ugh, sleeping while sitting down can give you such a pain in the ass. Literally. Rubbing my sore back,
I squinted at my surroundings and groaned. The numbers have increased but they were mostly useless idiots with no shot at being a hunter. I don't think there will be any entertaining toys to play with.
I stretched my arms above my head and scratched the back of my head. This is getting ridiculous. I wonder if Ging-sensei's son is here yet.
Hmm. I sniff the air but I couldn't get a familiar scent. I shook my head to get rid of the smells. What am I thinking? Gon doesn't even live with Ging. Their scents could be worlds apart.
I tried to stand up but my legs kept shaking like I was in an earthquake. I cursed under my breath.
Shit. My legs are a bit of crippled after the fight with Chimera Ants when I was a kid. At this rate, my legs won't be able to work for at least a day or so. I bit my lip.
Suck it up, Mikoto! If you can't be a Hunter, you'll get pissed by both Daimon Fortunas' and Ging! I scolded myself inwardly. I shake my legs and tried to stand still. Slowly the spasms began to fade, but they were replaced by numb prickly pain. I smirked painfully. At least I won't be sacrificing my legs anytime soon.
Suddenly, a flash of white caught my attention. I lifted my head at it but it was gone. I narrowed my eyes. It can't be… I shook my head.
If Killua was here, he would have a lot to explain. I snorted. As if Kikyo was going to let him out of her sights and Illumi…I shuddered. Illumi wouldn't allow Killua to even follow a butterfly outside of the Testing Gates. And Silva trusts Killua as far as he can throw him.
I think. I don't think I should judge anyway. Not my family.
I shook my head to get rid of the fogginess like a dog shaking water off its head. I took my hand away from the wall and walked in a small circle. Well, my legs are back to normal again. I sighed.
Suddenly, a fat man with a potato nose came towards me.
"Hi there! I'm Tonpa! What's yours?" I blinked at him.
There was something sinister about this guy but I couldn't tell what. I accepted the drink he handed to me and the moment his finger touch mine, I knew immediately that he had poisoned the drink and that he was the infamous Rookie Crusher that Zanork told me about. I smirked inwardly, this guy have no idea how much Zanork hates him.
I smiled sweetly at him and opened the can. "My name is Mikoto Daimon Fortuna." I tone down my voice only for him to hear and he blinked in surprise. I saw a tad bit of terror in his eyes but he recovered quickly.
He grinned at me and lifted his can, "Here, let us toast to a new acquaintance!" I clank my can to his and downed the laxative till the can was drained. I sighed in happiness as the poison seeped into my body. Nothing like some poison to get the blood pumping. Hmph, times like this I am actually grateful of being a trained assassin.
I handed him the empty can, "Tonpa-san~ Can you be a dear and throw this for me?" He blinked and took the can.
I smirked and took a step closer to him and he froze. I leaned forwards and whispered into his ear.
"Oh, and one small warning. I know who you are, Rookie Crusher. If you dare mess with me…Well, I'll make sure you get a taste of what hell feels like, hmm?" I heard him gulped and his scent change to a more fearful one. I step back and walked away from him, my eyes still on him. I waved and laughed, "See ya~"
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I walk away from the Rookie Crusher. I seriously doubt that he would want to mess with me again. If he did, then he deserves a flaming applause for all I care. Messing with two Daimons is a serious death wish, as far as I'm concern.
I sniffed the air and before I knew it, a smell as familiar to me as my own pillow hit me full blast. I open my eyes wider in surprise. It really can't be.
I've got the scent of both Killua and Illumi.
I turn around wildly. First things first, I need to find Illumi to make sure he isn't here to do something crazy, like massacre the entire hunter wannabe body. The scent leads me to a weird guy with needles poking out at every angle of his head and body.
If I hadn't known Illumi better, I would have stomp off in frustration. I walked up towards the needle man and look right into his eyes. He watches me without emotion and a deep dark bloodthirsty aura washed over me, suddenly I couldn't move.
I suddenly felt my eyes turn ghost white and every limb and muscle in me froze. I couldn't move, couldn't talk and frankly, almost couldn't breathe. I tried gasping in for air but my mouth wouldn't work. My heartbeats were so fast they could have won a competition against a flying bullet. I choked and my breaths came in short harsh gasps like I was breathing ice. I tried to scream from the trance but nothing came form my frozen insides.
The man lifted a hand slowly up towards my forehead.
NO! I screamed in my head. Don't touch me! Stay away!
This couldn't be Illumi. This sick person isn't the Illumi Zoldyck that I loved.
He wouldn't harm the Daimon Fortunas. We are allies, friends, even. He couldn't, no, he wouldn't betray family. Right?
When his hand was within centimeters to my forehead and I was almost sure I was about to pass out, a hand rested on my shoulder, pulling me back and away from the man to considerable distance.
I moved mechanically backwards by the force and was knocked out of the trance but my eyes remain white and my limbs aren't listening to me to get the bloody hell out of there.
"Yare, yare~ I thought you don't kill for fun…Hmm? Or do you suddenly crave for young blood?" I heard a strong hypnotic voice asked smoothly. I felt my heart beat slower at his calming voice.
Clack, clack, clack.
The man moved his gaze towards my savior.
"It's *clack* none. *crick* of. *crack* your. *clack* business.*click* Hisoka."
The warmth from the hand slowly began to move from my shoulders towards my muscles, unlocking them from their frozen state. I felt my eyes turn slowly to emerald and I blinked them, ensuring my emotions were in place and not stuck in that fearful state.
My lungs heaved as they took in as much as air they can get. I breathe so fast and deep that I almost puked out yesterday's lunch. I cursed under my breath for jumping into conclusions.
This man could not have been Illumi.
The hand was still on my shoulder, protective yet unnerving. I felt uncomfortable under the man's touch but I let it be since he had, apparently, saved me. That means I owe him a favor. Not that I like going around getting myself in debts and favors.
Even as I was trying to recover from my episode, I knew in my hard the stupid ugly truth, big and ruthless as a black hole.
I can't run from facts.
This man is Illumi Zoldyck. His scent is too strong, too potent of Illumi. No one can imitate scents to this extent.
So that can only mean one thing.
Illumi had forsaken me. He wanted to kill me. And I will never forgive him. Screw it if he was Zanork's best friend.
I'm going to kill him.
I looked down at the floor, my hair shadowing my eyes and I said softly, "Sorry, mister. I must have recognized the wrong person." I felt the surprised gazes of the two men on me but I couldn't be bothered. I gritted my teeth.
"But still, please do watch your back though. You never know when a bloodthirsty demon comes prowling in the dark, seeking your blood. I don't see how it might forgive your ill treatment." I felt his indifference and smirked dangerously.
Like I was going to go back on my word, he wanted to kill me. I would just be returning the favor.
I tilted my head towards my "savior" and glance up at him, "Hisoka…Right? Well, I owe you a favor, Hisoka. Feel free to contact me when you need my help. But for now…"
I lifted his hand off my shoulder gently. "I must excuse myself." I gave him a small bow of my head and walked away quickly.
Before any of them could hear my icy heart break.
Illumi's P.O.V
I watch as Mikoto walks away from me. Without warning, I glared at Hisoka but he was watching her with and intense gaze. Somehow, it annoys me deeply. Pushing the nervous feelings away, I grunted and his eyes slid towards me.
"You *crack* really *click* shouldn't *clack* have *crick* butt *chink* in." I scolded and he smirked at me. "I won't allow you to hurt her. She's my new toy." I cursed inwardly.
Mikoto hates me now, I'm sure, after I had released my Nen on her to get her away from me. I didn't want her to expose my presence.
But, if Hisoka wants to kill her, I would have to let her know, even though I would risk her changing into her demon form, it always happens when she has too much hate and anger. Daimons are always loyal to family and as well to very close allies. And Mikoto is no exception. Her loyalty to the Zoldycks is so strong that she would do anything for them, even if it means risking her life. But, I felt that my bond to her has been torn away.
I felt my heart twist.
Sorry, Mikoto. But I can't let Killua know that I'm here. Even if it means making you hate me.
But no matter how much I apologized in my heart, I can never form it out in my mouth for her to hear.
(URGH….I can't make Illumi more uncaring and indifferent…fluff, fluff, fluff! GRAHH! It's like Mikoto is a Mary-Sue….*whacks head into a wall* Sorry people, if you are annoyed at the Illumi OOCness. I beg your forgiveness…*bows ninety degrees*)
