Hey guys here's the next part and sorry for the wait, I was a little busy with my school work.
Sorry for any grammar mistakes...I didn't really edit this one, I was a little busy.
BTW I would love to hear what you all think about my story, reviews give me motivation to write..and since I haven't worked on this story for about three weeks because of school work, a cruise, getting caught up in watching Prince of Tennis (A really good anime if you haven't already watched it), and reading other peoples fanfiction.
I would like to thank all the people who have reviewed so far, it has helped me a lot. Thank you RhiannonWolf, Cursed Bunny, Riss737, JoyPurple13, and Mika-chan for all the reviews...they really helped me out and gave me motivation to continue working on this story in a steady pace =)
I was also thinking about starting a Kurapica story? What do you guys think of that?
Well Disclaimer: Hunter x Hunter and all characters and some dialogue belong to Yoshihiro Togashi (Except for Ayanna and a few other OC's)
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A young aquamarine haired girl, about the age of eight, ran through the murky, barley lit, forest. She ducked around tree's and gasped for breath, trying to decide whether to place her hand over her chest in a desperate attempt to fix her breathing or to just concentrate on running at a steady pace. She knew her pace had already slowed as an automatic response to the pain lacing it's way through her chest, but she wanted to stop, to rest. She knows she can't, her father told her not too.
'Ayann, your endurance is the worst out of all my students yet. If you want to further your training that will be the first thing you need to work with. I put together a schedule that should raise your endurance stamina in a couple of months, then you'll be able to do the regular training that I have set up for you. Every morning, for the couple of months, you'll wake up at dawn and run until sunset. You cannot stop or it will hinder your training and it will take longer for you to progress to the next stage of your training, you start tomorrow.'
That was a week ago, at first the aquamarine haired girl could barely run for five minutes until fatigue began to set in, but she progressed quickly. Her speed as well as her stamina increased with every day she ran through the forest, her balance improved to. Now she can run until almost noon before getting winded, almost five hours.
At one the burning sun ruthlessly beats down on her aching muscles and sweat ran down her overheated skin, but it did little to help the burning in her chest.
At two she begins to stumble and her lungs burn with her every breath.
At four her vision becomes foggy, it reminded her of looking into a bowl of dirty water, it was almost impossible to see clearly. Black spots danced around her and threatened to close in on her with every step.
At five she beings to trip over the upturned tree roots, gaining multiple cuts on her hands and knee's.
At six the sun begins it's decent and the young girl turns for home.
At seven she lay in her bed, fast asleep, with a grimace decorating her face because of the pain in her strained body. Her father sat at the edge of her bed and cleaned the cuts on her palms and dirt matted, bloody, knee's in order to prevent an infection.
"Good job, Ayann. Rest well, you have a hard day ahead of you…"
A silver headed boy with pain filled teal eyes hung, suspended in the air by metal cuffs attached to his writs leading up to the ceiling of the stone covered room he was chained in. A single cuff held his ankles together and a chain ran from it, to the ground. He looked to be about the same age as the aquamarine haired girl, if not only slightly older. The dark stone room he was chained in flashed with untamed light as the metal coil wrapped around his upper torso lit with unrestrained electricity.
His cry of pain was answered with another bolt and a hard whisper:
"Don't make a sound, and don't try to break your restraints. I'll let you out when it's time for dinner. I have high hopes for you, Killua. Don't disappoint me."
The boy didn't respond, no, he couldn't respond. Another bolt of electricity was running through his body, sending waves of pain from head to toe. The coil vibrating because of the force in which the electrical current ran through it, and into his tortured flesh. He tried to stop his cries of pain, and he almost succeeded. Almost.
"Agghh," A light groan was all it took for another bolt of pain.
'Killua, an asset to every skilled assassin is silence. Pain will not phase you and will not hinder your objective, do you understand me?'
He knew he was expected to stay quiet, to stay silent. The more noise he makes the more often he would be electrocuted.
He knew, and yet, he couldn't.
"Come on, Killua! You almost got it that time!" I shouted with enthusiasm coloring my voice. Gon and him have already switched places four times and they both look tired. The Chairman, on the other hand, hasn't even broken a sweat.
"Ouch…" I winced for my newly found friend when the Chairman decided to use head as a bouncing post. Killua got a face sandwich with a red and white ball and the ground.
"This isn't getting us anywhere…I know! How about the two of you work together as a team." The Chairman suggested.
Killua jumped from the ground, "Gon, lets go."
They ran together, side by side, towards the chairman, "You two need to focus on the chairman more than you do the ball itself, he's dribbling it to confuse you two!" I removed my hands from their position cupping around my mouth and watched as their movements became faster and more fluent. They worked perfectly together! Killua veered right and Gon went left to circle around the Chairman.
A light scoff brought my attention to the dark haired girl besides me. She was glaring at something I followed her gaze. She was glaring at Killua, the boy who currently had his legs wrapped around the Chairman's in an attempt to trip him, or hold him still. I'm not completely sure which.
Gon jumped and aimed a kick at the Chairman's head,
'There is no way that kick will connect.'
But somehow it actually did. Actually, there was no "somehow" involved. Gon let his boot slide off his foot and held it between his toes to extent his striking range. I never would have even thought of that!
"Whoa! Good job, Gon!" I pumped my fist in the air and started jumping up and down like a crazy person. He got the Chairman to let go of the ball!
Killua reacted quick and jumped for the discarded ball. The Chairman reacted quicker and, while standing on his hands, kicked the ball away from the three of them. He was like a kangaroo! Eer…not really, but anyways…
The Chairman almost had the ball in his hands! Gon must have shared my thoughts because, suddenly, his other boot went flying, knocking the ball off its course.
"Hey, no fair," I head the chairman complain but I didn't really pay much attention to him, I was too busy watching my self proclaimed twin and best friend.
They almost got the ball!
A loud sound caught my attention for a second, causing me to blink, and what I saw when I opened my eyes sure did surprise me.
The Chairman had the ball, but how?
He chuckled, "You almost had it. I think you guys deserve an A for effort."
Killua and Gon sat on the ground they probably got knocked down by the Chairman. Gon looked over at the spot the Chairman was previously standing in; a large footprint laid embedded into the metal flooring.
'That wasn't there before…'
"Killua, are you ok?" I took a small step an outstretched hand towards the shaking boy. He had his arms wrapped around himself, clutching his shoulders. I couldn't see his eyes, because his head was facing the ground, he looked scared.
I repeated my question a little more urgently, "Are you alright?"
Again he didn't answer my question but he did continue to mumble, "no, no" and an "I – I surrender," Before he ran. His arms were still wrapped around himself, his hands still clutching his shoulders, his head still turned down, and his body still shaking. He ran from the room. He ran past me and my outstretched hand, and he ran past Anita with her hate filled eyes.
I stayed silent, even while the rest began to talk and argue.
"What about you, are you ready to call it a quits too?"
'Why did Killua run?'
"No way! I want to give it another try!" I recognized Gon's voice but didn't say anything, "I got pretty close in that last attack, and we got the time. If I gave up now I'd feel guilty for not helping Anita!"
'Is he ok? He looked pretty spooked.'
"You can't win," Anita snapped bitterly. "Haven't you noticed that Chairman Netero hasn't even used his right hand or his left leg yet? Even if you kept chasing after that ball for a couple more years you still wouldn't be able to get it."
"Eeh, you haven't!" Twins, I smiled.
"Oh so you noticed? Here I thought I was doing such a good job of hiding it."
"Do you understand now? Just forget about freeing me and give up already. It's useless."
"No way!"
"Didn't you hear what I just said you idiot! It's pointless to even try to get that ball away from him, you'll never be able to do it!"
'Did she just call my twin an idiot?'
"I won't know unless I try! And yeah you're probably right, but if I can't get the ball away from him then the least I can do is try to get Chairman Netero to use his right hand and left leg against me."
"Fine, do whatever you want. Hey, can I go wait in my cell? I'd rather be there than watch this."
"Go ahead young lady, I won't keep you here is you don't want to watch." The Chairman dismissed her and the two guards followed her out.
"Sorry Gon, but I think I'm gong to go with Anita." I picked up Killua's light purple shirt from besides me, "I'll give this to Killua if I see him. Good luck, Gon!" I heard the distant 'see you later' from down the hall as I ran to catch up with Anita.
I found her standing over her two guards, unconscious guards.
"Sorry about this," She knelt down and slipped her hand into the coat that one of her guards were wearing, "But I'm going to need my knife back."
Anita didn't react to my presence so I figured she probably hasn't noticed I was here. I sat on a planter waiting for her to finally notice me. She didn't. Not until after she locked the guards in one of the unlocked hallway rooms did she notice me,
"Ahh! Ayann, how long have you been sitting there? How much did you see?" Her hand was on her knife's handle.
"Anita if I was going to stop you I would have done it when you tripped over guard number 1 while trying to get him into that room right there. I'll let you do what ever you want, now…PUT THAT OVERSIZED CHEESE CUTTER AWAY!"
She ignored my demand, instead pulling it out and held it to my throat, "How much did you see?"
"…" So much pain in her eyes, would I have really turned out like this if I live only for revenge? Is this what my mom was trying to save me from? Was she trying to save me, from myself?
'Yes' I decided. 'Yes I would have turned into a monster, destroying any thing that stood in my way.'
"…I didn't see anything Anita. I got here only a couple of seconds before you saw me. You don't have to worry, I won't turn you in."
Her eyes showered her suspicion, "Killua is that way if you're looking for him." I pointed down a random hallway hoping she'd believe me. After a couple moments of hesitation her hatred finally won because she put her oversized cheese cutter away and ran down the hallway I pointed towards.
I waited until she turned the corner and then, clutching Killua's shirt to me, followed her.
After a couple of minutes she probably realized I was following her because that is when she began to switch up her pace around every corner. Sometimes she would stop right after she turned the corner, right out of my line of sight, almost causing me to reveal myself to her on multiple occasions. Or she would run, almost making me lose sight of her for good. This continued for a good ten minutes until I finally got bored or having to be quiet for so long.
"Anita, wait for me! You took off so fast I wasn't able to catch up with you," I pretended to be out of breath and panting. My back was hunched and I gasped a couple of times with my hands resting on my knee's to give it a more realistic feel.
"Go away, Ayann. I don't want to deal with you right now I'm busy." She didn't make me leave though, although, that could be because she spotted Killua down below us.
She ran down the stairs, me in tow.
Her hand moved automatically to her weapon on her thigh before she froze, "You killed him."
I gasped and covered my mouth, feeling sick. Behind Killua a man in a cream color shirt lay, almost dead.
I rushed past the two of them and knelt down besides the man, trying to lift him onto the bench to my right. It wasn't working he was too heavy.
I felt Killua's eyes on me, not his pretty teal eyes, but his dark violet eyes, the eyes that look like they want to kill. Anther cold chill shot down my spine, it made every hair on my body stand on end and I shifted uncomfortably under his hard, whispered, glare.
He didn't want me to help the man, I realized.
'Well he'll just have to suck it up now wont he.'
I resisted the urge to stick my tongue out at him, he probably wouldn't appreciate it very much since he doesn't exactly seem like himself, and proceeded to drag the man off to the side. His heart was still beating, and he was still breathing, but how do I fix wounds that I can't even see!
I'll just settle for bandaging them, that's all I know how to do anyways.
Ignoring the fight between Anita and the dark Killua, I grabbed the bandages from one of my many pockets. I told my dad these pants would come in handy one day!
After a short battle with the mans shirt, which ended in it being shredded beyond recognition and tossed in a corner, I got to work with wrapping the bandages around his chest and forehead.
I finished and put the leftover bandages back into my pocket and tried to lay the man down in the most comfortable position I could think of, on the ground laying on his back.
A sharp gasp brought my attention back the fight. Killua was standing over a fallen Anita with his hand in a spear like shape resting at the base of her throat.
'Karma sucks, doesn't it?' I thought, remembering how she held her over sized cheese cutter to my neck only thirty minutes before.
"Oh no, Gon!" A slight movement in the corner of my eye was all it took for me to spin around and run to the window.
"Gon," Killua stood next to me, Gon was jumping around and using his fishing rod against the Chairman, still trying to get the ball.
"Why didn't you kill me?" Anita's stood a couple feet behind me and I tensed getting ready for a sneak attack with her oversized cheese cutter.
"Relax Ayann, I broke her knife back there." Killua reassured me, already knowing what I was thinking.
"He didn't kill you because Gon is still trying to help you." I answered for Killua, knowing he wouldn't do it himself.
"So what, what does that have to do with –" Anita fell unconscious because of a punch to the gut.
"It's because he wouldn't have wanted me to kill you, that's why…" Killua mumbled and stared down at the girl.
'Karma really sucks, huh?'
"Here, Killua," I handed him his shirt and he pulled it on. "I thought you might have wanted that back."
I looked back to the window and shrieked, there's no way…
"GON!"
"I did it, I got Chairman Netero to use both of his hands and both of his legs against me." Gon sighed and fell back onto the cool metal flooring on the outside of the airship.
"Yeah, and that was after you almost died! Do you know how worried you made me? I thought you were going to die." I grumbled, still put out by the other three ganging up on me telling me to give Gon a break. He almost died, jumping off the airship, and they're still so calm!
"Chairman Netero has assured me that I won't be punished for sneaking aboard the airship, and it's all thanks to you, I owe you one." Anita smiled at Gon and then looked at me, "Ayann, I have a little gift for you. It's for trying to help me, I thought about what you said and I think I might give it a try." She handed me a book, it wasn't very big or heavy. I looked at the title, 'Pressure Point Fighting For Dummies'.
'…'
"Thanks Anita, I appreciate it." I mumbled and tried to figure out why she would give me a book on pressure point fighting...for dummies, I'm a long distance fighter, my bow and arrow's tell people that. So why, why did she give me a book that requires hands on fighting, I'm not very good at that.
"I know you're a distance fighter, but it would never hurt to learn a few hands on skills in case you ever need them."
'Ohhh, that's why.'
Killua walked up besides me his green skateboard under his arm, "I think you dropped this." He held out his hand and on it was an earring that matched the one Anita was wearing in her right ear.
She snatched it, "That was a gift from my father."
"That crystals from a spice rock isn't it?" Killua asked her.
"Uhh, what's a spice rock?" Gon asked.
"It's something that can be refined into a highly addictive and illegal substance." Killua said.
"You only need to try it once to be addicted for life," Kurapica said.
"I've heard about people throwing their lives away just to get their next fix." Leorio informed Gon.
"No – That is a lie!" I wouldn't want to accept my mother being a drug dealer either.
"I'm afraid they speak the truth," The Chairman verified.
"No," She mumbled.
"You mean you really didn't know?" Killua asked.
She hesitated, looking on the verge of tears, "My father was a kind man, and everyone always smiled when he walked by."
"Anita, when I told you my story, I didn't tell you everything. You would have disregarded it because you thought it didn't apply to you, but I knew it did the second I saw those earrings." I said, "My mother, she did the same thing your father did, and was killed by the same people. All of your families fortune was build off the misery of others, that's why someone paid to have them assassinated."
Gon, Leorio, Kurapica, and Killua looked at me. Gon's face held wonder. Leorio's face held pity. Kurapica's face was one of understanding, and Killua's face was blank, his eyes were the only things that told me of his confusion.
He walked away, and Anita fell to the ground crying.
I left her there, let Gon tell her whatever he wanted to tell her and walked over to meet Killua in the center of the stone tower we stood on.
"Why are you hanging around me, Ayann?" Killua asked.
"Is this about what I told Anita? You don't need to worry about it, one of your family members or even you may have killed my Mother but I don't blame you, and I don't want to waste my life trying to get revenge." I placed a hand on his shoulder, looking up at him, "I don't want to lose my best friend."
"Best Friend...what about Gon?"
"Gon? Gon's my twin!" I smiled a goofy smile at him.
"Like Gon would be related to an idiot like you."
"Bitter old man…"
