Hisoka led the way, walking down the stairs quietly while Akira slowly
walked behind him.
She could feel her body on fire, burning with an unimaginable temperature.
She could feel the sweat falling down her forehead, off her nose and onto
her blouse.
Not being able to withstand the pain she stopped on the steps and
leaned up against the wall and panted.
"Damn. I didn't think it would be happening so fast" She said in thought as she raised her hand to look at it. She then smirked, 'Shit.it's happening alright' Hisoka turned around and saw the young girl, leaning up against the wall with her eyes closed. He then started making his way back up the stairs and stopped infront of her. Akira opened her eyes only to end up staring into his serious green ones.
"I didn't ask before, but I'm going to now. What's wrong with you?" he asked seriously. Akira held her breath and closed her eyes again, ignoring him. "WHAT'S YOU RPROBLEM?!" He growled angrily. "My fucking problems are none of you gawd damn business so just fuck off!" she hissed angrily.
The boy's face tightened as he became furious. He then slammed his hand onto the wall beside her head, all in one pissed off motion. The young girl slowly turned her head and opened her eyes, looking at him once again as Hisoka lectured her, 'You're the niece of the man who killed me. To be breathing the same air as you feels like a sin to me. You may look like a woman on the outside, but I know as well as you do that you're much different, mentally.
Don't think for a second that just because you look like a girl.
I'll end up respecting you as one.
Because I won't.'
Akira smirked as she cocked an eyebrow, 'Good. Now that you're done, I want you to hear what I have to say' The boy's expression changed into a curious one. Then, in the blink of an eye, he felt a sharp pain hit his lower lip. He was pushed up against the opposite wall by the girl. Hisoka growled as she stared at him seriously; her forearm at his neck in a choking manner. Her other hand rested on his chest, slowly sliding down it and stopping at his stomach.
"What an idiot you are."she said as she pulled a gun from his pants, holding it to his head. "First off, I'm nothing like that fucking loser Muraki. We may be related but our ambitions are very different. Second, I don't expect any form of respect from you, though on one concept I will agree with you on", she backed away and tossed him the gun, 'Mentally I am a male. One who is older, smarter, and much more experienced than you. So If I were you, I'd smarten up, because I can easily have you exterminated for good.
Trust me.
There won't be any place for your soul to rest where I'll be sending you'
The young girl gave him one final glare and finally turned around to walk away down the steps, leaving a very impressed/shocked Hisoka behind. He placed a hand to his neck and rubbed it curiously, 'How could she have that much strength? She wasn't that strong before.'
He kept his eye on her as he descended down the steps, a few meters away from the mysterious girl. After what seemed like a lifetime of walking down stairs, they both stopped in the doorway of a vast room. It seemed to be filled with gigantic crates and other kind of boxes filled with God knows what.
"Looks as if this is where the stock is held" said Akira quietly as she eyed the room in amazement. The boy standing beside her eyed the room in the same astonished manner aswell, but couldn't see anyone or anything out of the ordinary. "Are you sure Muraki is behind this?" he asked innocently.
The cat eyed girl ignored him and started walking into the middle of the titanic warehouse sized room. "You know, you're really starting to annoy me" she replied, not even bothering to look back. Hisoka glared at her from behind, 'I fell the same about you so don't worry'
Akira stopped smack dab in the middle of the room as she whipped around, yelling at him , 'Don't fucking start with me' "NO! You don't start! I don't have to put up with your bullshit! Don't think that I'm gonna feel intimidated just because you happen to look like a female and the fact that you're a year older than me! It wouldn't make a slight difference to me if you were ten times my age" the boy barked back angrily.
The girl's face tensed up as she launched yet another punch toward Hisoka's face. Once again, his head whipped to the side as the pressure of the blow struck him, taking him by surprise.
"Like I said before.
FUCK OFF!" she growled as she turned around to continue walking. The boy glared at her as she walked snobbishly.
"AKIRA!"
He yelled. The girl sighed in annoyance as she turned around. The next thing she knew, a fist met up with her lip, sending her flying back until she finally hit the floor with a thud. The girl winced as she lied there on the floor. This was very unexpected. Slowly, she sat up touching her lower lip. She looked at her finger tips only to see her blood covering them.
Akira turned her serious gaze over to the boy who had injured her. Slowly she picked herself up and stood in her spot, glaring at him. Both of them were about a meter away from each other; her fists shaking furiously at her sides, ready to beat the hell out of him.
"Well, it's good to see that my outward appearance had no affect on you" she said as she brushed the dirt from her blouse. "I told you before.Just because you looked like a female, I'm not going to respect you as one" he replied; fists clenched at his sides aswell. Akira slowly approached him, glaring up into his eyes as he glared down into her.
Once again, she attempted to strike, only this time the boy had managed to catch her fist within his hand before it landed. The girl growled, this was the spark she needed to be ignited into full rage. She ripped her fist from his hand and tackled him to the floor. Both of them beating one another to a blood pulp, while rolling over and over on the ground.
The girl rolled over onto him and punched him across the face. Hisoka winced as his lip throbbed, while Akira's eye was slowly turning into a purple-ish blue. She then grabbed the cuff of his blouse and pulled his face closer, both of their lower lips bleeding. "I don't give a shit what or who you are! I'm not going to be pushed around by a loser like you! You either do things my way or forget about it!" she yelled angrily.
The only thing the boy could so was glare back. She some unknown reason, she was much stronger than before. He couldn't figure out how or why, but he knew that there was a definite increase in her strength. Unexpectedly, the two young teens heard a pair of hands clapping. The sound echoed off the walls and surrounded the room in its noise.
Hisoka closed his eyes tightly. Not only could he feel his own pain, but Akira's aswell.
The young girl looked up, reverting her eyes from the boy. When a familiar figure emerged from the shadows, Akira slowly stood up and away from Hisoka. Not taking her eyes off the figure for a minute. "Uncle Muraki." she said in a whisper. The man brushed his hair out from his outs as he stared at his nephew.
"You've disobeyed me, my dear boy" he said calmly with an evil smirk that obviously meant trouble. The cat eyed girl shook as she took a few steps forward, 'Uncle, You misunderstand. I was merely acting' "What do you take me for, Akira?" the silver haired man replied with a pinch of anger in his voice. The girl closed her eyes and became silent. She knew what her punishment would be. There was no doubt in her mind that he would kill her with a few simple words.
"Do you know what day it is?" Muraki as he slipped his hands in his pockets. Akira calmed herself down as she opened her eyes to look at him, 'It's the night of the red moon' "Yes that it is and already you're changing. But other than that, what else does the red moon remind you of." he said slyly. Akira twitched as she backed up, looking at him nervously, 'Did.did he see me that night, three years ago?'
Suddenly, she felt her right arm pulled behind her back and something cold pointed to the temple of her head. She looked out from the corner of her eye to see Hisoka holding her hostage with a gun to her head. "Tell what you did to the ship or expect to see another hole in her head" she the green eyed boy with a cool look slapped onto his face.
The silver haired doctor shook his head in disbelief, 'If you shoot her now, it would do her good. That toy's life is nothing but sin and corruptance' "Do it. Pull the trigger" said the girl in almost a whisper. The boy's eyes flared as a very familiar memory played in through his mind. "Well isn't this a very memorable scene.Except the girl you killed had feelings for me. But in this case
that toy wishes for my death" he replied.
Hisoka closed his eyes, re-living that awful memory.
"He knows." whispered Akira's voice in Hisoka's mind. Hisoka kept his eyes closed as he asked, 'What does he know?' He could even hear her breathing within his mind aswell. "The night I become myself again. During a red moon. There's a reason he chose that certain night for me to change. It has significance and I know now that he knows, and that he saw me there that night." she said softly.
Hisoka opened his eyes slightly as he continued to hear her voice in his thoughts, 'Where were you...'
As soon as Akira spoke, it was as if he could see it all play by his eyes like a movie, 'I had run away from my uncle's laboratory.
A few days after he had conducted the experiment on me, I had followed him secretly to where ever he had left to. I wasn't sure where he was going, but I had to follow him. The night was dark and seducing.I was 14 then. We had arrived at an odd place, almost like a field, with only one tree sitting upon a hill. I hid behind a small hill, where some dandelions blew into the rolling wind, disguising my blond hair in them. At the time, I was still a male, but later on that night I would change.
I lied low behind that small hill in the distance. I could see my uncle's figure talking with an oddly familiar woman. I wasn't quiet sure who the woman was, but I'm positive that the man she was talking to was definitely my uncle. I couldn't hear what they were talking about, but the lady seemed to be upset because she was yelling at Muraki.
I thought their meeting was over when the lady had turned away.
That's when my uncle had struck her.
I didn't know what to think, being so young at the time.
I kept quiet behind the dandelion hill, watching the scene take place. Muraki held the woman loosely in his arms as he stood under that one lonely tree. The moon was red, the colour of blood. He held a knife in his hand. And struck down at her body.
I then saw a boy standing in the distance too. I stared at him as if I knew him. It was as if I met him somewhere before other than that night. As I looked at him, I could feel my precognition showing me what his fate would be after that night. I quickly turned around and grasped my head in pain and closed my eyes tightly, trying to ignore the vision and the pain.
I then heard the boy yelling out into the night as footsteps ran after him. My whole body shook with fear and traumatization, hoping that my vision would be wrong.
But it never is. No matter how hard I pray for them to be They never are.
I turned around and slowly peeked over the hill, all the while I could hear the child yelling and screaming for someone to help him. Tears spilled down my cheeks as I witnessed my uncle raping a poor defenceless young boy.
Every time that boy would call out for help, my heart trembled. I wanted to help, but I couldn't. I was weak and I was crying in fear for him. The only thing I could do and did do.
Was run away.
I quickly got up and began to sprint. My heart was beating in unison with my feet as the tears continued to sting my face, and the boy's screams and cries continued to burn my soul. I promised myself that I would forget about that night. But I couldn't.
That memory was now a part of me and no matter how much I wanted to run away from the nightmare's.
I couldn't.'
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A/N: For those wondering who the pairing is.I'll let u decide. I'm not gonna tell ya because.well..common. What's the fun in that??? Please R&R
"Damn. I didn't think it would be happening so fast" She said in thought as she raised her hand to look at it. She then smirked, 'Shit.it's happening alright' Hisoka turned around and saw the young girl, leaning up against the wall with her eyes closed. He then started making his way back up the stairs and stopped infront of her. Akira opened her eyes only to end up staring into his serious green ones.
"I didn't ask before, but I'm going to now. What's wrong with you?" he asked seriously. Akira held her breath and closed her eyes again, ignoring him. "WHAT'S YOU RPROBLEM?!" He growled angrily. "My fucking problems are none of you gawd damn business so just fuck off!" she hissed angrily.
The boy's face tightened as he became furious. He then slammed his hand onto the wall beside her head, all in one pissed off motion. The young girl slowly turned her head and opened her eyes, looking at him once again as Hisoka lectured her, 'You're the niece of the man who killed me. To be breathing the same air as you feels like a sin to me. You may look like a woman on the outside, but I know as well as you do that you're much different, mentally.
Don't think for a second that just because you look like a girl.
I'll end up respecting you as one.
Because I won't.'
Akira smirked as she cocked an eyebrow, 'Good. Now that you're done, I want you to hear what I have to say' The boy's expression changed into a curious one. Then, in the blink of an eye, he felt a sharp pain hit his lower lip. He was pushed up against the opposite wall by the girl. Hisoka growled as she stared at him seriously; her forearm at his neck in a choking manner. Her other hand rested on his chest, slowly sliding down it and stopping at his stomach.
"What an idiot you are."she said as she pulled a gun from his pants, holding it to his head. "First off, I'm nothing like that fucking loser Muraki. We may be related but our ambitions are very different. Second, I don't expect any form of respect from you, though on one concept I will agree with you on", she backed away and tossed him the gun, 'Mentally I am a male. One who is older, smarter, and much more experienced than you. So If I were you, I'd smarten up, because I can easily have you exterminated for good.
Trust me.
There won't be any place for your soul to rest where I'll be sending you'
The young girl gave him one final glare and finally turned around to walk away down the steps, leaving a very impressed/shocked Hisoka behind. He placed a hand to his neck and rubbed it curiously, 'How could she have that much strength? She wasn't that strong before.'
He kept his eye on her as he descended down the steps, a few meters away from the mysterious girl. After what seemed like a lifetime of walking down stairs, they both stopped in the doorway of a vast room. It seemed to be filled with gigantic crates and other kind of boxes filled with God knows what.
"Looks as if this is where the stock is held" said Akira quietly as she eyed the room in amazement. The boy standing beside her eyed the room in the same astonished manner aswell, but couldn't see anyone or anything out of the ordinary. "Are you sure Muraki is behind this?" he asked innocently.
The cat eyed girl ignored him and started walking into the middle of the titanic warehouse sized room. "You know, you're really starting to annoy me" she replied, not even bothering to look back. Hisoka glared at her from behind, 'I fell the same about you so don't worry'
Akira stopped smack dab in the middle of the room as she whipped around, yelling at him , 'Don't fucking start with me' "NO! You don't start! I don't have to put up with your bullshit! Don't think that I'm gonna feel intimidated just because you happen to look like a female and the fact that you're a year older than me! It wouldn't make a slight difference to me if you were ten times my age" the boy barked back angrily.
The girl's face tensed up as she launched yet another punch toward Hisoka's face. Once again, his head whipped to the side as the pressure of the blow struck him, taking him by surprise.
"Like I said before.
FUCK OFF!" she growled as she turned around to continue walking. The boy glared at her as she walked snobbishly.
"AKIRA!"
He yelled. The girl sighed in annoyance as she turned around. The next thing she knew, a fist met up with her lip, sending her flying back until she finally hit the floor with a thud. The girl winced as she lied there on the floor. This was very unexpected. Slowly, she sat up touching her lower lip. She looked at her finger tips only to see her blood covering them.
Akira turned her serious gaze over to the boy who had injured her. Slowly she picked herself up and stood in her spot, glaring at him. Both of them were about a meter away from each other; her fists shaking furiously at her sides, ready to beat the hell out of him.
"Well, it's good to see that my outward appearance had no affect on you" she said as she brushed the dirt from her blouse. "I told you before.Just because you looked like a female, I'm not going to respect you as one" he replied; fists clenched at his sides aswell. Akira slowly approached him, glaring up into his eyes as he glared down into her.
Once again, she attempted to strike, only this time the boy had managed to catch her fist within his hand before it landed. The girl growled, this was the spark she needed to be ignited into full rage. She ripped her fist from his hand and tackled him to the floor. Both of them beating one another to a blood pulp, while rolling over and over on the ground.
The girl rolled over onto him and punched him across the face. Hisoka winced as his lip throbbed, while Akira's eye was slowly turning into a purple-ish blue. She then grabbed the cuff of his blouse and pulled his face closer, both of their lower lips bleeding. "I don't give a shit what or who you are! I'm not going to be pushed around by a loser like you! You either do things my way or forget about it!" she yelled angrily.
The only thing the boy could so was glare back. She some unknown reason, she was much stronger than before. He couldn't figure out how or why, but he knew that there was a definite increase in her strength. Unexpectedly, the two young teens heard a pair of hands clapping. The sound echoed off the walls and surrounded the room in its noise.
Hisoka closed his eyes tightly. Not only could he feel his own pain, but Akira's aswell.
The young girl looked up, reverting her eyes from the boy. When a familiar figure emerged from the shadows, Akira slowly stood up and away from Hisoka. Not taking her eyes off the figure for a minute. "Uncle Muraki." she said in a whisper. The man brushed his hair out from his outs as he stared at his nephew.
"You've disobeyed me, my dear boy" he said calmly with an evil smirk that obviously meant trouble. The cat eyed girl shook as she took a few steps forward, 'Uncle, You misunderstand. I was merely acting' "What do you take me for, Akira?" the silver haired man replied with a pinch of anger in his voice. The girl closed her eyes and became silent. She knew what her punishment would be. There was no doubt in her mind that he would kill her with a few simple words.
"Do you know what day it is?" Muraki as he slipped his hands in his pockets. Akira calmed herself down as she opened her eyes to look at him, 'It's the night of the red moon' "Yes that it is and already you're changing. But other than that, what else does the red moon remind you of." he said slyly. Akira twitched as she backed up, looking at him nervously, 'Did.did he see me that night, three years ago?'
Suddenly, she felt her right arm pulled behind her back and something cold pointed to the temple of her head. She looked out from the corner of her eye to see Hisoka holding her hostage with a gun to her head. "Tell what you did to the ship or expect to see another hole in her head" she the green eyed boy with a cool look slapped onto his face.
The silver haired doctor shook his head in disbelief, 'If you shoot her now, it would do her good. That toy's life is nothing but sin and corruptance' "Do it. Pull the trigger" said the girl in almost a whisper. The boy's eyes flared as a very familiar memory played in through his mind. "Well isn't this a very memorable scene.Except the girl you killed had feelings for me. But in this case
that toy wishes for my death" he replied.
Hisoka closed his eyes, re-living that awful memory.
"He knows." whispered Akira's voice in Hisoka's mind. Hisoka kept his eyes closed as he asked, 'What does he know?' He could even hear her breathing within his mind aswell. "The night I become myself again. During a red moon. There's a reason he chose that certain night for me to change. It has significance and I know now that he knows, and that he saw me there that night." she said softly.
Hisoka opened his eyes slightly as he continued to hear her voice in his thoughts, 'Where were you...'
As soon as Akira spoke, it was as if he could see it all play by his eyes like a movie, 'I had run away from my uncle's laboratory.
A few days after he had conducted the experiment on me, I had followed him secretly to where ever he had left to. I wasn't sure where he was going, but I had to follow him. The night was dark and seducing.I was 14 then. We had arrived at an odd place, almost like a field, with only one tree sitting upon a hill. I hid behind a small hill, where some dandelions blew into the rolling wind, disguising my blond hair in them. At the time, I was still a male, but later on that night I would change.
I lied low behind that small hill in the distance. I could see my uncle's figure talking with an oddly familiar woman. I wasn't quiet sure who the woman was, but I'm positive that the man she was talking to was definitely my uncle. I couldn't hear what they were talking about, but the lady seemed to be upset because she was yelling at Muraki.
I thought their meeting was over when the lady had turned away.
That's when my uncle had struck her.
I didn't know what to think, being so young at the time.
I kept quiet behind the dandelion hill, watching the scene take place. Muraki held the woman loosely in his arms as he stood under that one lonely tree. The moon was red, the colour of blood. He held a knife in his hand. And struck down at her body.
I then saw a boy standing in the distance too. I stared at him as if I knew him. It was as if I met him somewhere before other than that night. As I looked at him, I could feel my precognition showing me what his fate would be after that night. I quickly turned around and grasped my head in pain and closed my eyes tightly, trying to ignore the vision and the pain.
I then heard the boy yelling out into the night as footsteps ran after him. My whole body shook with fear and traumatization, hoping that my vision would be wrong.
But it never is. No matter how hard I pray for them to be They never are.
I turned around and slowly peeked over the hill, all the while I could hear the child yelling and screaming for someone to help him. Tears spilled down my cheeks as I witnessed my uncle raping a poor defenceless young boy.
Every time that boy would call out for help, my heart trembled. I wanted to help, but I couldn't. I was weak and I was crying in fear for him. The only thing I could do and did do.
Was run away.
I quickly got up and began to sprint. My heart was beating in unison with my feet as the tears continued to sting my face, and the boy's screams and cries continued to burn my soul. I promised myself that I would forget about that night. But I couldn't.
That memory was now a part of me and no matter how much I wanted to run away from the nightmare's.
I couldn't.'
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A/N: For those wondering who the pairing is.I'll let u decide. I'm not gonna tell ya because.well..common. What's the fun in that??? Please R&R