The strange man led her into a back room. There were several men back there. Azrin could smell blood. The men seemed annoyed "Aaron, you idiot! A little girl can't carry the bod- I mean umm.. packages!" said one of the men. The man from the counter, now known as "Aaron" cackled and told him "she can lift up my desk. She can carry the packages" the men didn't seem to believe him. So the biggest came up to her and said "Why don't you try to pick me up?" she grabbed him 'round the stomach and threw him into the wall. The rest were amazed. Then the man who had scold Aaron smirked and said "Guess the little doll proved me wrong" He pulled one of the big "packages" of the shelves. It reeked and was messing put into a box. "Here you go" the man said, handing it to her, she took it in one hand. Then he handed her a note. "bring it to that address" he told her. She nodded and left the store.
gon and killua had been looking for her. But she avoided them, she quickly ran to the address on the rooftops, as to not attract attention. She reached the place, which was on the other side of town, it was a run down old shack. She knocked on the door. And a knife fell down from above her. She caught it easily. She knocked again and this time a woman came out. She had long fluffy black hair, snow white skin, and black eyes. She didn't say anything. Just took the box from Azrin and went back inside.
When Azrin returned from the shack, she went inside and two other boys were there. Normal kids. She thought. They didn't know any nen. Aaron told her they were also delivered. She greeted them. They seemed to look down on her. One of them asked her "What's a cute little doll like you delivering dead bodies?" ah. She thought I suspected as much. "Trying to make money so I can help one of my friends get the game 'Greed Island'" she told them. They laughed "That's a game for Hunters not little girls" the older one told her. She looked at him, and told him calmly "He is a hunter. And he's only twelve" they laughed again. She decided to show gon and killua to them. They had started searching a different part of town. But she was there and back in a second. The boys were surprised that now instead of two people there, there was three. "Who are these losers?" the younger one asked. Gon was talking to Azrin, but killua was focused on the two boys. "Ohh?" he said "And you think you can call me a loser? I went to the hunter exam and got to the last stage. The only reason I didn't become a hunter is because I killed someone" the boys seemed a bit intimidated but the older one just said "Y-Your a liar!" Killua smirked and released some blood lust. After he did that, some of the adults started becoming more interested. Then killua looked around "An assassin's shop" he said. Startled, one of the men asked "How Did You know?" killua looked at him annoyed "Some blood on the walls, body's in the boxes, people trying to act intimidating… it was pretty obvious" "well, kid" one of them said "I bet your little story of murder is fa-" He was cut off by killua telling him "My name is killua zoldyck" everyone in the room except gon and Azrin shuddered at the name. Killua grabbed his friends and left the shop.
Luckily, Azrin had already gotten her money. She gave it to killua when they were outside. He then scolded her saying "you shouldn't take jobs from shady places like that" she nodded.
My mother… beautiful and kind, intelligent, an artist… perfect in every way… "Mommy?" a little Scyla asked. Her mother smiled down at the child sitting on the ground next to her "Yes? Doll?" her mother often called her doll. "Can we have a cake for my birthday tomorrow?" her other nodded "How about we make it together? I got the ingredients awhile ago" Scyla nodded happily. Her mother picked her up and took her into the small kitchen. They baked the cake. And she and Azrin decorated it with her mother's homemade frosting. They put it away until the next day. When Azrin woke up in the morning, she went downstairs to see her mother sitting and having tea. "Mommy!" she said, hugging her mother's leg. "Happy birthday!" her mother said, picking her up. "Daddys in the other room, making you some bacon" Her mother told Scyla. Scyla smiled. They all sat down and ate their breakfast. After that, they gave Scyla her presents. One of the was a picture her mother painted of a Sira reaching up into the night sky catching a falling star. The sira looked just like Scyla.
Scyla had gotten the job. She and the others were going down the hall, when one of them noticed some art that looked a bit too realistic. The man with the markings under his eyes told him it was a past bodyguard that had failed. He led them to their bosses room. They opened the doors. A young girl with blue-purple hair sat on the bed. The man introduced her as "neon" she seemed cute and friendly. After she noticed Scyla she turned to the man with markings and said "Hey, why doesn't she become one of my personal helpers?" the man with markings told her "I'm sorry neon, she's a bodyguard" neon pouted for a minute then got over it. Neon, Scyla decided, was spoiled. She asked them their names. Then she looked at Scyla again. Seems to have taken a liking to me… Scyla thought. "How old are you?" she asked "21" Scyla told her. "Are you a mom?" she asked. Scyla was surprised "Well yes I am. I don't quite know where my daughter is right now though. How did you know?" Neon smiled, then shrugged. She isn't powerful but she has a talent.
Sorry that probably wasn't quite as long but I'm sick soo… yeah. O~O anyway, see ya!