Hey guys! I'm really sorry for the wait. I've got final exams coming up and I've been busy with projects. I hope you guys dont mind that I wont be able to update next week because of finals.

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Mi-Chan: I have plenty of FeiLu moments planned. Like I said in previous chapters, I plan for this fanfic to be long! So there's going to be many FeiLu moments but not so much in this chapter because this chapter is planned to be action packed~

CielSynema: Yay! I'm happy you like it! 3

SilverSapphire34523: Sorry to keep you waiting!

Rinkapyon: Kurapika and Lu would be cute, but I have different plans in store cx

Forbidden Moons: More excitement is coming your way~

Chapter 25

The ball- part 5

Lights out

The sound of the whistle has ceased, and Gon's ears are left ringing.

The ballroom is now bare and cluttered. Most of the party guests- along with Neon- have already evacuated the building, while others lay unconscious on the floor.

Gon had his under a table near the left side of the ballroom, waiting impatiently for the enhanced sound of the whistle to come to an end. After wiping the blood dripping from his ear to his collarbone with the white table cloth around him, he cautiously activates Zetsu and slowly lifts the tablecloth above his head to see what is going on.

He recognizes the spider immediately although he can't remember his name.

Kurapika dodges the spider's attack, stumbling backwards.

Gon shouts his name, but he cant hear his own voice still over the ringing in his ears caused by the whistle, and neither can Kurapika

Lucius backs away from the fight cautiously, still in disbelief. After All, she hadn't expected it would be so simple to draw out the chain user or that she would do it on accident.

'What are the odds?' She asks herself as she watches Feitan stab at the chain user over and over with both his hands. The Chain User just barely dodges all his attacks.

Her thoughts are interrupted when two figures appear out of the corner of her eye.

One is a tall man in a suit carrying a suitcase, who she assumes to be in his twenties. The other is a child with pale skin and matching white hair. The two shout after the Chain User, and the younger male activates his Nen.

Her eyes narrow.

Quite grizzly Nen for such a young kid.

She can't let them interfere, she knows that. So, she takes a step forward and activates her own Nen.

"Do you think he's alone?" Leorio asks as Killua's aura envelops his entire body

Killua turns to the other presence in the room. A girl, just a few inches taller than him with jet black hair and in a black and red gown, takes a step towards him and Leorio.

"she's the one with the whistle…"

Killua doesn't reply.

He already knows that. And, he has assumed at the time that she blew the whistle that she was considerably weaker than the other other spider; That was- of course - before he saw her Nen.

Something about her Nen is different. He can tell.

Even though it doesn't appear to be too dangerous, the strange feeling that her Nen gives him causes him to proceed with caution.

He calls out to her.

"Yo. Are you a new spider?"

The girl looks back at him. She displays no emotion as she takes another step forward. She scans them both, looking them up and down before replying to him in a quiet voice.

"No."

"Then who the hell are you?!" Leorio spats as he reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a small pocket knife, pointing it out at the girl dressed in black.

"Knock it off, Leorio." Killua demands, pushing Leorio's extended arm holding the knife back to his side. "I've got this one." Killua looks back at him. "Go help Melody and find Gon."

Leorio hesitates at first but soon he consents and rushes back to the table behind them.

Killua looks back at the girl.

"Are you prepared to die here?"

The girl gives a light smile to his question. She looks down at her feet and chuckles to herself as if he had just told her a joke. Just as quickly as her gradual steps towards him, her smile vanishes. Soon, she is just a few feet away from him.

She replies in a monotone voice.

"I will sincerely respect you if you can manage to get rid of me."

The girl takes another step closer, and suddenly, she is gone.

Killua breathes out a gasp as he spins, searching for her presence.

'No good. She's wiped herself from my view so quickly… Damn! Where is she hiding?'

He sharply inhales another breath as a strange sensation came about him. It engulfed him like a wave, pricking at his skin like needles. He goes to move right, and the sensation follows him.

And now, he can finally sense her again.

'Above?!'

His eyes dart to the chandelier above him. And just for a moment, he can see the blur of her body hopping from the chandelier to the railing of the balcony, where she stares back at him with empty eyes.

She mouths words to him that he only understand the moment that the chain which connects the chandelier to the ceiling creaks and twists.

The chain snaps.

Kurapika can't get a definite focus on the spider. No matter how hard he tries, he knows that he won't manage to lock him in place with Chain Jail. His first plan was to exhaust the spider, but now he has realized that the spiders stamina exceeds his own.

The only other plan that he can come up with while dodging each jab from the spider seems hopeless as well. How could he manage to stop him from moving when the Torturer's speed, stamina and strength exceeds his very own?

Well, he isn't given time to try to solve his problem.

The spider's partner does it for him.

The spider's head turns to the noise produced by the chandelier.

Kurapika extends his right hand and prepares to strike. However, he sees that Killua still hasn't moved.

Kurapika calls out to him to move and quickly returns his attention to the Torturer, who is quickly advancing towards him.

The spider is so fast that he is able to appear behind Kurapika in just a half a second. The torturer takes another jab at Kurapika's side, tearing the thin flesh around his ribcage.

Kurapika swears aloud and spins, but the spider is already out of his sight.

Kurapika is sure that if he hadn't seen that attack coming, the spider's hand would have made a gaping hole through his torso.

Lucius watches the boy dash out of the way of the falling chandelier from the balcony.

The boy's dash is graceful and quick. Easily, he clears out of the way of the falling chandelier.

But, once the chandelier crashes onto the reflective marble floor, sparks begin to fly and glass shards fly outwards. A few of them pierce into the boy's calf muscles as he runs in the opposite direction of the crash.

She is surprised to hear no yelp or even a gasp of pain, and she uses this information to measure his strength.

Yes, she has underestimated him.

She figures that the boy must have been through some sort of intense training. How else would he be able to silence his steps at such a young age?

And it isn't that her hearing is impaired either. She is certain that this boy must have been trained by assassins. She assumes that it could be that he was raised by one as well.

"Hmph.."

She stands, perched on the railing as the boy takes another step. He moves swiftly, like wind. And she allows him to approach her up the stairs to the balcony. His entire movement was dictated by one step.

She spins on her heels to face him once he approaches from behind her.

"You really thought that could get rid of me?" He speaks in a mocking voice. "Ba-ka."

"A test." She replies.

Both his eyebrows raise. "Eh? You don't make sense…"

She hops from the railing and lands gracefully onto the balcony floor. He looks back at her with stern eyes as she focuses on the first sound she hears.

"Friends of the Troupe are no friends of mine."

She smiles and holds out a hand towards him, pulling sound out of the air. The boy seems surprised when the vibrations poke at his skin again as it forms a simple tune.

"Attack me." She orders as she moves her hands in a circular motion to collect more vibrations. "Or I will attack first."

The boy doesn't reply. He only shifts his weight and shoves his hands in his pockets.

She lifts both her arms at him now.

"Very well."

Feitan can hear Lucius's music from the balcony and somehow, it gives him a feeling of reassurance.

This feeling bothers him so much that he has been distracted from his own fight. He hasn't been able to land a single critical hit on The Chain User.

He could have finished this early.

If he wanted, he could end this feud between the Chain User and the Troupe once and for all with Pain Packer. All he would have to do is take a few hits from the Chain User.

And usually, that option would be ideal to him.

But now, he has the stress of not knowing where the rest of the Troupe is.

And he'd kill Lucius in the process.

'That no matter!'

He groans in annoyance and backs away from the Chain User, not taking his eyes off of him.

The Chain User lifts his right arm again, and this time a long string of chains fires directly at him. He, of course, is fast enough to dodge with ease.

It is obvious to Feitan that the Chain User has improved.

But to Feitan, this is child's play.

He decides to take it up a notch.

He stops and allows the Chain User to send his chains at him again. Instead of dodging to the right and attacking from the side like he had been doing in the first place, he ducks down and dashed to the Chain User head-on.

He can hear the chains fall behind him and follow after him as he bolts forward. Within a second, he is inches away from the blonde's face.

Kurapika gasps and jumps out to the right, but suddenly he loses sight of the torturer.

For a moment, it is as if the spider never existed in the first place. Any trace of the spider vanished immediately.

Then, he isn't given any time to defend himself. He can hear his spine crackle as the sudden force from behind him hits just above his tailbone.

The spider's kick sends Kurapika flying across the ballroom right into the fallen chandelier. He lands on his forearm first, then he tucks his head in and rolls over the beams from the ceiling that the chandelier brought down with it. Glass sticks into his skin as he pushes himself up.

He struggles to stand.

'I'm fighting too recklessly… but I have no other choice. I have the opportunity to fight this spider alone.'

Kurapika has lost sight of the spider again. He backs up onto the wall behind him as he recollects all the oxygen that he lost to the blow when the wind was knocked out of him. Carefully, he picks the glass from his shoulder while scanning the room.

But he is given a different distraction.

From the balcony stairs, Kurapika can see Killua retreating. And on the balcony, staring down at him, stands Chrollo Lucilfer.

Kurapika's eyes burn while staring into chrollo's grey eyes.

Beside him, he can see that the girl and the spider have retreated as well.

Chrollo speaks as his he is making a speech.

"Today marks the anniversary."

Kurapika inhales. The pain he feels in his chest is far more painful than any would he could endure.

That's right.

Today marks the anniversary of the great Kurta massacre.

His fists shake at his sides as he exclaims a phrase that he will regret.

"And today will mark the day that I slaughter your family! Each spider in this building will die tonight!"

Chrollo smiles down at Kurapika with a humble expression that gives Kurapika a disturbing feeling of uneasiness. His seemingly friendly face is unnerving.

"Very well, then." Chrollo turns and begins to walk to an elevator on the balcony behind him. The Torturer meets eyes with him next, and the girl with the whistle stands next to him, staring at him with her emotionless eyes.

The torturer speaks out next.

"You want us?"

Kurapika answers with a grimace.

The torturer flashes a wicked smile while turning his back to him.

"Then come find us."

And as if on cue, each and every light in the Auselor Hotel goes off.