She could feel the nen shifting in the air. as kuroro began to make a declaration. "i can use one ability while still having both of my hands completely free. It's absolutely wonderful, don't you think? So, let's start with this ability and then I'll be introducing you to three more"
She could see the slight shift in stances, it seems that there were getting serious. hopefully kuroro will place hisoka sex feet deep if not deeper.
"This is a new record for the number of abilities it's taken me to kill one person. you should take that as a compliment" the smirk the thief gave the magician make chills run down even her spine.
Things were going to turn very violent. Very quickly.
She was right, things turned violent very fucking quickly.
People were screaming.
Running for their lives, scamping for the exit trying to avoid being caught up in the deathmatch between two ridiculously strong nen users. Blood and body parts littered the floor from the unforunate souls being turned into puppets then being sliced by cards. Neither partly caring about the audience nor the lifes being taken for their own gain.
Yet it the battle was slowly drawing to a close the winner already being decided as the bomb's explosived.
Z had spread her nen out a while ago, promising a chilly death to any of the rioters that tried to come near her, shadows shifted skeletal hands lining in wait just in case someone didn't get the message while in panic mode.
Who knew he would have so clearly planned it all? Who knew the winner would be...
-#Sometime earlier#-
Kuroro in true confident and manipulative fashion had explained all three of the abilities he was going to use to kill the magician.
Humans are such strange mysterious things...
Sun and moon. The positive and negative signs joining to make an exposition.
Order stamp – proof of humanity. Unlike the ability of black voice that control people. The order stamp is an ability that controls puppets and a great number at that. If the puppet was human or a copy (such as the one kuroro demonstration using an ability of one of his spider) all you would have to do was detach its head from its body.
Hisoka had successfully beheaded the puppet, the fake dropping to the floor and head rolling away as he began to explained the last ability he would use.
Convert hands – transfer student. the ability that gives someone the likeness of themselves and vice versa. Though body's swapped personality and nen remains the same. He could also use this ability with kopi gallery fake. Z's eyes narrowed at the expatiations is seems that hisoka was going to meet his end tonight.
She could see the gears speeding up in hisoka brain as he when over the information given to him. Just as kuroro dropped another bombshell.
"among the abilities I just explained to you... One of them belonged to someone who is now dead and yet is still remains within my book. "
In response hisoka nen increased tenfold, with some abilities nen can become stronger through death. She would know, she walks with the dead every signal fucking day.
And who isn't to say kuroro is walking with death already? A little voice in the back of her mind whispered.
"the ability's owner was the elder of meteor city. Someone from the outside was going to attack. So, he turned his brethren into the bombs and had them deliver a message. Unlike the owner of the order stamp, the elder saw no great difference between humans and puppets. Well I supposes I don't either"
If you understood any of that and was in the audience this is when you would start to leave very fucking quickly... Z thought darkly. The pieces starting to fall into place as hisoka brain worked also connecting the dots.
she could see kuroro satisfied smirk on his face as hisoka concentrated with the new knowledge into light, she could guess what was going through his mind at that moment. 'Humans truly are so very fascinating'. Shame most of them were annoying as fuck. She had often wondered about why he thought they were interesting, why he seems to ponder and play them like puppets. But she was slowly starting to get it... well she hoped so.
She snapped her attention back towards the match at hand as kuroro jumped back.
Jumped into the fucking audience hisoka hot on his heels.
The chaos was beginning.
It only takes a moment, for kuroro to vanish in the panicking crowds – out of hisoka's sight. As he used a member of the know under his control to break the line of sight between them. Not that the human puppets did much else as hisoka quickly dispatched the first two.
Unless she used her beads even Z wouldn't know where her lover had disappeared off too. She would have been in the same situation as hisoka, as the man stared out into the scurrying crowd unable to locate his target.
She could hear the commentator yelling for the crow to calm down not that it would help much as hisoka studied the fallen and the crowd. It seems the magician had noticed the antenna had disappeared. His narrowed in realisation at that a number of twins had appeared throughout the room; the spider head was using gallery fake which means he had to release convert hands...
Z blinked watching the crowd race towards the red head. "what?!" the commentator screeched, "what's this? The audience is rushing at hisoka? They're attacking him?!"
she watched at the magician tried to escape upwards towards the ceiling with his nen only for the puppets controlled by kuroro order stamp to following – jumping onto one another to get high and create a makeshift human stair case.
Hisoka began to swiftly take out the human puppets, only at the last moment notice the looming shadow growing behind him coming to attack the vitals on the magicians left flank. Z watched as hisoka reacted to the attack – only to be stuck differently and sent flying – kuroro having to change his attack at the last moment. It also appeared that the mean had changed his clothes in his time of hiding to help hid in the crowds
The man sent flying directly into the ever-growing swam of puppets or human puppets she wasn't saw. The swam despite hisoka attacks not slowing down, the man needed to behead them to truly break them. With hisoka attacking the swam it give plenty of opportunely for the zestu master to hide in the crowd and attack at the red head blind spot again at the base of his neck.
She could feel the blood lust rise in hisoka at the man praised kuroro's hit and run strategy. The man begins to counter as he processed to remove the heads off the bodies of the puppets. Only to be swarmed again allowing kuroro to kick at the man's side sending him forward into the crowd.
However, this week it seems hisoka had a plan.
Z frown watching the bungee gum, the pink nen of hisoka swing a head into the falling path of kororo who was above him. "I saw you set that whole move up" Only for the swing to fail as her lover twisted in the air and land directly onto his head.
Despite the blood dipping on his face, hisoka grinned, "I know" another severed head (that was attached to his foot via his nen) came swinging towards kuroro striking him directly across the face. Z breathed hitched at the action, irrational as it was. She knew her lover would be fine, perfectly fine for that matter, but she couldn't help the feeling in her gut growing at the strike.
Maybe it wouldnt go the way she wanted it too...
As a moment later the head came back round to bulldoze into his side.
"how remarkable~" hisoka purred leaning on his toes, "even after all that you didn't let go~" hisoka commented juggling with the head in his hands.
"hisoka successfully pulled off a counter attack!" the host screamed though the mic.
"why to ruin the fucking mood..." Z mumbled glaring at the women from her position. As the commentator continued to talk, "kuroro is bloodied after that attack! The crowd is going wild! The referee is dead! This is an unbelievable turn of events!"
"bullshit"
She turned her attention back towards the match, hisoka using the head as a bowling ball to destroy the puppets heads coming towards him. If she hadn't been completely desensitised to gore she might have had an issue with the bits of head and brains lying about like some of the audience; if the smell of vile was to go by.
She watched at the ravenette dodge another attack of the head before disappearing into the crowd once again. Hisoka having defeated all but one of the puppets attacking him decided to use it as a shield while holding the head in the other hand. Obviously going over his options and whatever her lovers battle plan is as he scanned the crowd.
Golden hues locked onto her narrow black ones as the stamp disappeared formed on the puppets head.
She frowned glaring at the man. She better not be dragged into this fight. Why make it more complicated that is should be? Hisoka was strong yes but kuroro was stronger... isn't he? She blinked leaning forward in her seat as suddenly hisoka was on the move – racing after a disguised kuroro in a game of cat and mouse.
The crowd scurrying away for the duo and ducking at the lonely head keep beginning throw towards the running from of kuroro. Knowingly forcing the man into trap set up by the magician.
Bungee gum contract!
Floor gum release!
Suddenly five of the running crowd snapped backwards towards kuroro – as if pulled back by some elastic force... Z watched on as the flying head zoomed towards the trapped force of kuroro,
"what's this? He's missed? hisoka has just let a perfect change slip through his fingers!" the annoying commentator screamed around the arena. not that Z paid much attention to the voice focus solely contracted on the kuroro dodging from as hisoka chuckled. "not at all~ I'm just getting the trash out of the way~"
She almost jumped out of her seat. At the sight hisoka had caught kuroro by his leg with his nen. "fuck" she muttered darkly. As kuroro was pulled towards the magician "how did I fucking miss that?"
The head collided with her lovers back seconds before he crashed into the ground. Blood dripping from his mouth.
She let out a breath she didn't eve know she was holding at the sight of the bloodied body change into that of a random stranger. The look of realisation on the magician almost made her smirk as he realised, he had been misled and the layers apon layers of kuroro plans began to unravel before him. Soon even Z hadn't understood or knew of, kuroro was a genius in his know right.
Hisoka jumped into the centre of arena looking about for his target. As he did soo Z eyes widen in realisation. She let her nen seep out even more causing the area around her to increase in tention. "you had free rein on the crowd that enters this circle" she muttered to her shadows.
Kuroro had activated the gallery fake than affix the bookmark so he could close the book in which to create mass copies which had he activates his sun and moon abilities. Affixing the sun seal on the copies. Release the ability (the copies and seals are protected by nen which becomes stronger after death and will not disappear) only to activate order stamp in which he could order them to destroy the man standing in the centre of the room.
The perfect viewpoint to witness the slaughter...
If she had figured her lovers plan out, chaos was going to happen shorty.
Even more soo than she previously feared.
With just hisoka looking for the man everyone in the crowd about to panic running towards the exits pushing and shoving to escape "everyone settles down" the commentator scream trying to regain control. "panicking will only make the situation worse!"
"we have rescue personal and security coming right now! So please try and wait in your original seats as long as you can!"
"break hisoka"
Z blinked at the new voice over the speakers, her eye darting over to the commentator. Who was now huffing over the 'very biased announcement'. Z leaned back in her chair watching the chaos unfolding below her, the member under control of the order stamp quickly began their relentless attack on the red headed magician.
If she was normal, she would have been terrified by the manic grin that grew on his face. Maybe she should start calling him the mad joker after this – she mused watching as hisoka began slaughtering the audience members with their own bodies with his bungee gum.
She felt the air shift besides her as someone entered her little area. She didn't turn away from the match as the sound of beeping reach her ears as someone took the seat beside her.
"whaa! It's an absolute riot 100? No over 200 audience members are all rushing in to attack hisoka! and hisoka is fending them all of with a human hammer! Bashing them all away!" the commentator yelled in awe but you could hear the underlining tremor.
"that's right just like that" the voice of the figure sitting next to her spoke to the phone. "crouch down"
"now"
The figure muttered the words as the flying head came back towards him. Landing in his hand with an explosion. Z blinked, when did that happen?
Hisoka hand was no more.
To be continued...
Hi all!
soo this fighting chapter became longer than i orignally thought!
ahh so it going to win! the odds arent looking particaurly good :/
sorry about the late update, life was getting in the way a little and i just didnt want to write u know?
anyhow it here now!
let us know what you think and where you would like this story to go?!
i'm gonna try and get my game together but you know how it is...
love ya loads!
happy hunting xx