I am sorry to everyone who read the last chapter. That was a rushed chapter that I really didn't think through. Quite frankly, it was trash. The dialogue felt so fucking forced..

I am scrapping that, so forget everything you read, if you wish. You may remember the card I had her expose last chapter, because I have decided on that one being the lancer she will use.

I am not going to reuse canon, it's a cheap way to write if you lack imagination for your own plot, and I am certainly not lacking in imagination.

Thanks for the reviews, and sorry to you, Zerak, but I was too hasty in my decision to give her the nen type she had. After writing the chapter, and reading your recommendation, any techniques I thought of didn't feel right, so I am swapping the nen type. Not too much, but enough that it, at least, is significant.

As you already know, I have yet to spell check or proofread this, like always.

This will start off at the end of chapter 2, like it did last time, let's go!

~oOo~

The rush of energy was amazing! Aura flowed freely out of each, cleanly opened aura node, and now I just had to visualize. That same translucent steam hovering around my body like a shroud, not letting anything leak.

A casual stance was the best for this, I remember that clearly. I stood, relaxed, not an ounce of tension in any of my limbs, breathing deep, slow breaths.

Flowing like a river around my body, not focusing, not stagnating, just freely flowing close.

This process, took me a time I could not estimate, I was too deeply focused, and when I opened my eyes, Netero was standing in front of me, smiling and nodding.

I glanced down, and aura was calmly swirling around my body slowly. This was done naturally, and I wasn't consciously influencing it currently. Was this how it was meant to look? It certainly felt like how Killua described it. Weightless clothes.

"Well would you look at that? Your aura is indeed, different from most.." Netero confirmed with a smirk-smile on his face.

As I thought, nen isn't supposed to swirl, it's supposed to rise. That's what I remembered at least. It would rise to the top of the shroud of ten, while a new wave would begin its climb, and it would repeat. My nen swirled around my body like a slow tornado.

"Is that a bad thing?" I asked, unable to not bring word to my worry. I know enough about nen from the show to know that this isn't how it's supposed to work.

Netero hummed and scratched his chin, "I wouldn't say bad. It will be harder for you to receive teaching, but in exchange, you would most certainly be more unpredictable. Nen feels different to everyone, but to you, it will act different in many situations than it would for other people."

Hmm, makes sense, while at the same time, it doesn't. I don't know what it means for nen to rise like normal, and what difference my swirling nen does, other than aesthetics. There are probably books on this, information on the hunter website, along with a few hunters themselves who have done extensive research on nen. I'll have to find out by one of those three sources, but that's for later. I will shelve this.

It seems I will really need to go to those places, despite my reluctance to take part in any canon events. Though I wouldn't call these canon events.. I guess they're both just perfect options for me, and they happen to be canon locations. I would have gone to these places even if I only had the knowledge of them I did, and not the memories of the show.

My ten swirled slowly enough that I wouldn't notice it was swirly as long as I wasn't staring closely, but that little difference severely stuck a wrench in my vague plan of avoiding canon while I grow stronger.

Haa~ what a drag..

"Now, it's my turn. The "very valuable" thing I'm willing to give you is information. You're gonna want to remember this. Eliminate the Chimera Ant queen that will wash ashore on the yorbian continent in March of year 2000," Netero's left eyebrow rose at the blatant exposure of my ability to see into the future, "That bug originates from the dark continent, and will give birth to soldier ants, royal bodyguard ants, and the most troublesome, the *Chimera Ant King*, a being even stronger than you. In total, I believe their threat level is B."

I don't know if I am correct in my analysis, but the second I said Dark Continent, Netero's relaxed state slightly tensed up. His eyes sharpened, and when he talked, his voice was just slightly lower.

"What do you mean?"

I frowned, "Don't pretend to be stupid. Like I told you, it originates from the dark continent. The queen possesses an entirely unique method of reproduction called Phagogenesis. By eating other creatures, the ant can impart characteristics from said creature to its offspring. Meaning..–"

"–If it eats a human, it will gain the potential to acquire nen, and if it eats a hunter, it will gain the ability and talent to use it."

I nodded, closed my eyes, made sure my hunter license was in my pocket, and breathed out.

"Well, I'm done here," I said, and turned around. Then I remembered something, and stopped.

"Oh, by the way, if you do disregard my information, you will die fighting said king, but I bet you already know this. After all, you're one of the few humans to come back alive from the dark continent."

I bowed to one of the strongest humans alive, as a courtesy, and then left.

Indeed, I do not even slightly care about the timeline at this point. It's too unreliable. I am aware that sharing this information will completely wreck the chimera ant arc, in fact, I'm betting on it. My appearance in this world would undoubtedly cause some change, and if that change ended up with Meruem's survival, I don't know if I would survive. Giving Netero this information will be a reliable guarantee that, at the very least, the future can't end up any worse than the show.

The election arc will probably now be scrapped, and unless Netero dies, the dark continent arc will be pushed back. I don't mind this. I will make it to the dark continent, one way or another, and I don't care for my trip there being involved in any way, with the V5. I will make my own journal, detailing my own adventure.

I'm shivering in excitement for what's to come..

But now, or rather, soon, I need to start training. I won't be getting anywhere in the dark continent if my nen is substantially weaker than my cards. My cards are here to give me an extremely good variety in skills and abilities to choose from. My nen is here to expand on that, and make myself strong enough to keep trump cards. To make my own abilities, that no one else have thought of.

I installed assassin's card, and sat myself down in one of the sofas situated under the windows of the blimp. I could use some sleep. Awakening my nen, and fighting Netero took a lot out of me. Not that much, physically, but mentally. I've not been in such a highly intensity fight, ever.

And I also, haven't slept for a while..

"Uwaah~, I'll keep a clone up at least. Zabaniya.."

~oOo~

I stared at the clock drowsily… four hours, that's how long I've slept for. The airship would be landing soon, so I guess I will get some breakfast.

The morning was much brighter than I would appreciate, with barely a cloud in sight, and a sun already quite far up despite how early it was. I was the only one in the hallway.

The way to the cafeteria, if I can remember this correctly, is on the right side of the blimp. I want more sleep, but I don't have time. If I don't leave when this ship lands on trick tower, I'll be stuck here for another day maybe, unless I'm willing to use a card to survive the hundreds of meters long fall.

Spoiler alert, I'm not. Netero knows enough.

Oh, there it is. I made my way over to the counter while glancing around. They might use a ticket system, but I don't see a vending machine.. I guess I have to order what I want up front.

I walked up to the counter and tapped on the bell, calling over whoever mans this cafeteria. Meanwhile, I picked up what looked like a menu. I can, apparently read the language of this world, so I flipped through the pages, and by the time an employee came around, I'd made my decision.

"Oh, are you already a hunter, ojou-chan?" the employee, a buff man of around 180 centimeters in height, asked.

"I don't–"

"Or maybe not, you nen is awfully unpolished. Hmm, it's also fairly, unique.. A swirling natural flow? That's quite rare.." he was dressed in a tuxedo suit. Black with red contours.

"And what do you–"

"Oh, me? I'm the pro hunter only spoken of in legends. Cook books and official restaurants know me as Zato Naktar, but hunters know me as the one star gourmet hunter, Zato Naktaar. Pleasure to make your acquaintance," he introduced, with a cool voice you'd associate with a bartender, but to this point, he now holds the title for the most annoying person I've met in this world.

This bastard interrupted me twice, assumed to know what I was going to say, and then fucking introduced himself out of nowhere..

I'm pissed..

"I will order Pancakes."

My head already fucking hurt before I got in here, and now I have this headache to deal with for a few more minutes. I turned around and made my way over to a table around the middle of the room. I don't want to be close enough for him to talk to me, nor far enough that he'll waste my time walking over. I just don't want to interact with this guy for even another second, but I'll allow him to deposit my plate on my table.

I hate being interrupted, especially in the mornings when I don't want to talk.

"...understood.." I think I heard him reply, but I wasn't in the mood to react.

I'll focus on something else, take my mind off of things.

I held my arm up in front of my face and activated ten. I remember the wiki saying that as you were starting out with nen, ten was more of an active ability than a passive one, in comparison to an experienced nen user, who can have their ten active even in their sleep.

It's still swirling, despite having assassin installed. I guess my nen is the same despite what card is installed, although my hatsu, whatever it will end up being, might not be usable. I can only wait and find out.

Oh, hatsu..

I still need to find out my nen type.

A wine glass filled to the absolute brim with water, and a leaf placed on top, then I have to use ren with my hands next to the glass. Simple enough, I'll do it after I leave.

I just have to figure out how to actually use ren. I know how it works. Just not how it will work for me, or how it will feel for me to use it. I don't know if I will get myself a teacher, I know how all the basic and advanced techniques of nen work, so if I can make them work for me, I'll be fine on my own.

"And here are your pancakes, ojou-chan," the calm annoyance said as he delivered the plates of some quite appetizing looking pancakes. He lives up to the hype of a one star gourmet hunter, I guess.

I glanced at the clock. I have 20 minutes left, which is more than enough. I picked up the fork and knife, sliced a piece of the pancake, piled on the cream and the jam, and delivered it to my mouth..

"This is really good.." I whispered to myself, I glanced at the hunting chef, and he waved at me with a suspicious smirk.

It might have just been a feeling, a gut feeling, but something, that instant, was wrong.

I instantly made use of assassin's skill, Librarian of Stored Knowledge, the luck check had yet to fail me, and it did not fail now either. Nothing was different about this room. Every single chair was in place, the same amount of tables were here as there were when I came in, the bartender looking hunter looked exactly the same, there were the same amount of glasses as before in the cabinets behind the counter.

What the fuck is wrong..

There is something wrong.

I looked around again, incredibly tempted to pull out King Solomon and install, but in front of another hunter, I'd rather not. This one isn't even canon, so there is even less to trust about him. If there's nothing wrong with the surroundings, then the fault must lie within one of three things.

The pancakes I was served.

Me.

Or Zato Naktaar.

I will bet on either the first, or the third. He drugged me, most likely. He's stronger than me. With this card, I will not be able to escape from this high up in the air, without trick tower to climb down from, and we won't be there for another 15 minutes. That's enough time for him to kill me, and most likely enough time for his poison to start working.

I do not have enough experience with any of my card to fight this guy, a hunter. But I have cards with enough raw power to completely overcome the lack of skill.

Now, I will need to see what move he decides to make. The best way to perhaps, find something out, is asking.

"What are you playing at?"

He rose an eyebrow, before smirking. "More potential than I'd expect.. Normal newly awakened hunters do not have enough perception of their nen to sense any discrepancies."

"I did not ask for an evaluation of my potential, I asked what you're trying to do," so he used a nen ability on me. Most likely used on the food, and entered me through consumption.

That must be a vow and condition. He can't use the nen ability on people directly, but in exchange, the nen that people consumes through his food becomes stronger, perhaps. That makes this much more troublesome.

I glanced at the plate still lying on the table, cooling. I ate less than 10% of the dish. If that accounts for anything, then I'm still partly safe.

I glanced back at Zato. He smirked. I had a chill run down my spine. He spoke.

"Expel a significant amount of around with your hands around this glass," he ordered, before bring out… a wine glass with a leaf on top.

My body obeyed.

I couldn't speak or move my head, I could only move my eyes, and they were now glaring down at the rest of my body in disbelief. He… he's controlling my body.

He's a manipulator, fucking shit..

I struggled, attempting to influence even a single muscle, but nothing budged. Assassin's stats and skills provides absolutely no protection. I'm fucking screwed!

My body walked up, and I first glared him in the eye while approaching, to which he gave off an amused smirk, then looked down at my hands held at both sides of the glass.

I felt the nen build up, I saw the nen release, and I was now even further realizing how unique my nen is. Instead of expelling steam like you'd see in the show, my ren was like, a tornado being pushed out from the center– my body. The increased nen seemed to boost the velocity of the spin, along with the width.

I watched as the colour of the water blackened, and also came to the realization that my eyes weren't the only ones that registered the change.

I glared back up at the Gourmet, but he, ignored me, and took a seat behind the counter.

Five seconds later, the control of my body ceased, and I feel down because it was too sudden.

Why didn't he attack me while I was still under his control?

I stood back up in a split second and distanced myself from him. But all he did was smirk as if he still had something to be amused by. I'm not a kid, and I realize he most likely didn't come here to kill me, but there's something about recently being played like a puppet, and not wanting to be near the puppeteer.

I just happen to be feeling slightly more hostile with this guy.

I held my left hand over my left thigh, and my right had manifested a dirk. If he tries anything, I'll blow this whole blimp up if it means killing him. Fuck canon.

He smirked. "Emitter, huh? That's borderline acceptable. If you were an Enhancer, I'd drop you on the spot," he… explained?

I have a hunch.

"You have 10 seconds. Tell me what your business with me is. Refuse, and I leave. Play around, and I leave. If I feel you are going to attack me again, I will kill you."

I do not have time for games, though. I'll humor this man's harmless prank when I am confident enough in my own strength to kill him without the use of a card. Now is not the time. He has knowledge of my nen type, and he's a manipulator, that snuck nen into my food like you would poison. There are probably nen abilities that use knowledge of the target's nen type as a condition of usage. Along with that, knowing the nen type can help you figure out a lot of things. Even if someone whose nen type is widely known tries to be smart by focusing on a different nen type, he or she would only turn out weaker in the end by doing so. By knowing my nen type and goals, he can generally figure out what type of ability I would create in the future.

That is why, if he fails to abide by these 3 rules, I will enforce my threats with no sympathy for his objective or business with me.

I want to kill him just for what he did, but with Netero on the ship, I don't want to take action unless I need to. I only have three cards I believe can keep me safe from Netero, but I don't think I can defeat Netero with any of them, yet at least. My stamina would run out after a few attacks, and then he would just kill me.

But one of said cards could be used to escape from here, and that's all I need if I really need to kill this guy.

Zato Naktaar, as he called himself, judged my threats correctly. "My name is Zato Naktaar, a One Star Gouret Hunter, and from now on, your nen teacher, nice to meet ya."

And like the manipulative nen, he's forcing even more unnecessary shit on me.

I blinked at him, feeling like all the tiredness of the morning had just come back to life after the tense moment got halted, the blinks were deliberately slow.

"I'm fine."

And with that, I walked out the cafeteria as the airship landed, hopefully never to see him again..

~oOo~

Okay, once again, sorry for the rewrite of this chapter. I just really hated what I did with the last one. All the chapters in this, I wrote for hours on end, and then, after posting, went back to spellcheck and proofread. Obviously, I still missed some, or got too lazy to actually edit the minor errors, but the point is, I cared about the past chapters.

The past rewrite? Not so much. I completely screwed over the mc's personality.

Now I actually have a plan in mind, writer's block should be a much simpler wall to overcome.

I've been saying this from the start, but we're going to the dark continent eventually. And I've been saying that for many a reason. First off, it's to keep you guys hyped. When I was new to hunter x hunter fanfiction, I expected it all the be a bunch of hella creative writers making their own nen abilities and exploring the cool world they're in. Nope, it's just a bunch of fluff/romance or brand new canon buddy rewrite shit. I'm not breaking any rules by venting right?

Okay, well, to the important parts.

I need a cool Saber class servant. I think I have everything else set up. I need a Saber not limited to fighting humans.

Nearly everything I'm doing in terms of powering up the mc is for the sake of the endgame. Think of it as an mmorpg, where you have a limited amount of stat points you earn every time you level up. You wouldn't put a bunch of points into mana regeneration just because you couldn't manage your small mana supply in the low levels, you could totally just get some items for that later on, it would be a total waste! This same concept applies to the cards I need. Why would I get a bunch of servants who specialize in duels with other humans? If I just get a bunch of servants capable of Dark Continent exploration, they would naturally be strong enough to beat down a human or two.

Let's say, Arthur Pendragon. She could probably kill a 100 meter tall lion or two, just as well as she could beat up berserker in that one fight scene as Saber(alter). But as we all know, Artoria is banned. So is Gilgamesh. They're both basically main characters, and as such, I don't want them.

Leave a review, on ANYTHING, cyaaa~