Summary: This story makes a few changes to the original story, but follows
events as they occur from the time of the start of the Hunter exam. The
story is about a new character of my creation and her interaction with
Hisoka.—yes, spoilers are here.
Warnings: As the story goes into further chapters there will be sexual situations. Also, I do not generally use the manga terms for many of the psychic gifts. Because, well, quite frankly, I am not sure how they would correctly relate to the different terms used in the manga. ****SO*** in order to clearly describe my idea, I used western metaphysical terms. Yes, the character is also unusually powerful, but she would have to be to play with Hisoka wouldn't she.
Test Two
They started to race through the jungle which quickly filled with fog. Kassari could easily make out the aura of the leader and several other runners and decided to fall back slightly to be able to proceed with more caution. Screams were heard from many directions as stragglers were picked off by monsters in the forest.
She moved further into the trees, keeping alert for predatory or negative energy that would signal an enemy or monster. In a clearing ahead, of her, the fog had dissipated and she could see Hisoka standing among a slew of bodies. He was throwing playing cards around him, cutting down other candidates like a lawn mower. Culling the herd. Kassari found his actions deplorable, but couldn't keep from admiring his grace and strength.
Hisoka spared only three people in that clearing; a young boy (#405), a teenager (#404) and a young man (#403). Apparently, he was satisfied with them. He looked up sensing her stare and she melted into the shadows. Quickly taking to the treetops, Kassari caught up with the main group.
Hisoka looked up sensing someone watching him and saw the figure fleeting away. He was starting to get annoyed by the surveillance.
Kassari stood back from the group gathered around the building where the next test was to occur, carefully studying the remaining candidates. Hisoka sauntered in carrying #403 who he dumped in a heap at the base of a tree. Their glances crossed and his annoyance was communicated with a small frown. Kassari turned away from him and looked at the building again. Playing cards came flying through the air towards her. "Hisoka was indeed annoyed," she thought. With her mind she caused the air molecules in front of her to move rapidly, superheating the air with friction. The cards burst into flames inches before reaching her.
Hisoka was mildly surprised but recovered quickly and turned away with a sly look. The warning had been clearly given.
Kassari sighed, it was really too bad that someone so beautiful could be such a psycho. Just her luck, her two obsessions rolled into one package, beauty and danger.
Even beyond the family tradition, this is why she desired to become a hunter. To find beautiful objects of art and challenge her strength with new and dangerous adventures, this was her true goal.
Hisoka was too much of a temptation for her. He didn't know anything about her, not even her gender. She wanted to bring him to her, to ensnare his interest. However, the only things he really seemed to be paying attention to in others were weakness or strength. "I wonder if he even likes women. He plays such a deep game." Kassari thought. She sensed there was so much more to him then what showed on the surface.
Finally, the next challenge was announced, find a type of pork and roast it. "Wonderful, and with a very limited time frame." Kassari concentrated on quickly locating the monstrous pigs and decided the only way to bring it down was to hit it hard, right between the eyes. She scaled a tree and yelled at the giant pig to make it charge towards her, and then she used the thick branch to swing back and forth and give herself more momentum and force. Reinforcing her movements with ren, she propelled herself right into the forehead of the huge pig. As its skull crushed under her feet, the shock of hitting it so hard traveled all the way through her petite frame. She dropped to her knees from the force of the impact. After shaking off the affect, she stood and picked up the huge carcass, carrying it back to the test sight.
She butchered the pig, making sure to remove, all the internal organs and to open it up to expose the inside to more heat, so that it would cook more quickly. She then suspended it over a large fire on a spit, just high enough to cook rapidly without burning.
Kassari's mother had emphasized the need of a royal hostess to always be able to properly care for guests, including taking over for a sick chef. Therefore, Kassari had spent many long days in the palace kitchen being trained in the culinary arts.
After the pork was roasted to perfection she carried it to the giant judge, Buhara. She was disappointed that he was passing anyone who presented him with the required it. Kassari was very proud of her culinary ability. Buhara did seem to like it though.
A short while later, the other judge, Menchi, stepped forward- "fine all who have passed will go on to part two. I want sushi! And I will only accept items until I say I am full."
"Geez! Sushi!" Kassari had made it before, but realized it would not be easy without the proper ingredients. She inspected the cooking area she had selected and found rice, sake and a length of dried sea weed. Most of the other competitors were standing around shaking their heads like they had no clue as to what they were supposed to be doing.
Kassari quickly went back to the forest with a small net from her pack to catch a fish. She quickly realized that her best bet would be a salmon or trout, but wasn't really sure if there were any in that area. As she looked through the water of a small river, she could see the dark sheen that looked like the body of a trout. She cast her net. The fish sensing danger started to move away. Kassari extended her mind to hold the fish in place as the net settled over the top of it. "Hey cool! It's not sashimi, but it's not a bottom feeder, so it should have a good flavor. She stopped on the way back to the cooking area to gather some herbs to use as additional seasoning. By the time that she returned, other candidates were already starting preparations, but it didn't look like they really understood what was required.
She was glad that there were privacy screens so that the others couldn't see what she was doing. She cooked her rice, soaked the sea weed in salt water and filleted the fish, careful to pull out any bones. While Kassari was paying so much attention to her creation, other candidates were already presenting the judge with a hodge podge of horrible looking dishes. Just as she finished her sushi and dressed the plate, Menchi announced that she was finished.
"You all fail! This is horrible!" Menchi ranted and railed for a few minutes and Kassari carried her covered plate to stand in front of the judges. Abruptly, Menchi received a call on her cell. Kassari shamelessly decided to eavesdrop on the conversation, sending her mind outward to link with the caller.
Menchi was being told off by one of the committee people. She hung up quickly and started to yell some more. Kassari who had kept the connection longer learned that the President of the test committee was coming to correct the situation.
Some of the other candidates were attempting to argue with Menchi, others had turned away in disgust and some looked depressed. "Enough!" Kassari shouted in her best field drill voice, reinforcing is with a silent command for quiet.
Turning to Menchi, she said "I have a challenge for you. Try my creation and if you enjoy it, you will give us a simpler test; one that could be reasonably expected of warriors with no cooking skills." Menchi started to protest and Kassari added telepathically, "The committee president will be here shortly, if you want to save face, accept the challenge. I am trained in the culinary arts and I think even you will like my creation." Out loud she said "What, afraid to try something you might like? Is that why you chose such an obscure dish?"
Menchi walked towards her and pointed, "I accept!" In her mind she asked, "Who are you? Do I know you?"
Kassari placed the dish on the table and removed the cover. "I am Princess Kassari Moslou and we have met; some years ago when you came to eat with our family and sample food cooked by Sema, another culinary hunter and world famous chef." She returned in the mental exchange.
Menchi looked at the food closely, noticing color and texture, "It looks correct." She said, loud enough for those standing close to hear. "So you are Sema's apprentice? Hm." She sniffed the food. "It smells good." She took a bite and rolled it around on her tongue, tasting it thoroughly. It's not quite as good as Sema, but yes, well made and with good flavor. O.K., you win the challenge. But, I want Sema's secret recipe for strawberry mousse cheesecake."
"Done then." Kassari answered. She stepped back from the table and Menchi turned to address the candidates.
"You are all in luck. #346 is an excellent chef and has won the challenge. I have decided to give you all a more reasonable test."
The crowd cheered this announcement and from overhead the president's airship appeared.
"Menchi, I am glad to hear you say that. So what is the new test that you have decided on?"
The president lowered himself to the ground. He looked like an old yogi. He introduced himself to the candidates and explained that he was early in meeting them but the committee was concerned with Menchi's decision.
Menchi looked at a distant mountain and ten at the air transport. "Boiled eggs. Can you carry us over there in your transport?"
"I see, of course."
On the short trip to the mountain, the candidates were able to rest for about ½ hour. Kassari sat down with some of the sushi she made and ate. She also refilled her water supply and checked on her extra water and food supplies. Rummaging through her pack, she made certain that her small gadgets and weapons and other items she carried were still in good shape. Two of her families favorite quotes were "Be prepared" and "an army fights on its stomach." She was amazed that many candidates did not even bring a canteen.
At the site of the makeup test, the candidates were to jump off a cliff and land on a spider type cable, grab and egg hanging from it and jump back up to plateau. Even though Kassari did not have to participate since she had already passed, she decided it looked like fun and did it anyway.
Back on the air ship, everyone was able to relax for the night as they flew to the next test site.
Warnings: As the story goes into further chapters there will be sexual situations. Also, I do not generally use the manga terms for many of the psychic gifts. Because, well, quite frankly, I am not sure how they would correctly relate to the different terms used in the manga. ****SO*** in order to clearly describe my idea, I used western metaphysical terms. Yes, the character is also unusually powerful, but she would have to be to play with Hisoka wouldn't she.
Test Two
They started to race through the jungle which quickly filled with fog. Kassari could easily make out the aura of the leader and several other runners and decided to fall back slightly to be able to proceed with more caution. Screams were heard from many directions as stragglers were picked off by monsters in the forest.
She moved further into the trees, keeping alert for predatory or negative energy that would signal an enemy or monster. In a clearing ahead, of her, the fog had dissipated and she could see Hisoka standing among a slew of bodies. He was throwing playing cards around him, cutting down other candidates like a lawn mower. Culling the herd. Kassari found his actions deplorable, but couldn't keep from admiring his grace and strength.
Hisoka spared only three people in that clearing; a young boy (#405), a teenager (#404) and a young man (#403). Apparently, he was satisfied with them. He looked up sensing her stare and she melted into the shadows. Quickly taking to the treetops, Kassari caught up with the main group.
Hisoka looked up sensing someone watching him and saw the figure fleeting away. He was starting to get annoyed by the surveillance.
Kassari stood back from the group gathered around the building where the next test was to occur, carefully studying the remaining candidates. Hisoka sauntered in carrying #403 who he dumped in a heap at the base of a tree. Their glances crossed and his annoyance was communicated with a small frown. Kassari turned away from him and looked at the building again. Playing cards came flying through the air towards her. "Hisoka was indeed annoyed," she thought. With her mind she caused the air molecules in front of her to move rapidly, superheating the air with friction. The cards burst into flames inches before reaching her.
Hisoka was mildly surprised but recovered quickly and turned away with a sly look. The warning had been clearly given.
Kassari sighed, it was really too bad that someone so beautiful could be such a psycho. Just her luck, her two obsessions rolled into one package, beauty and danger.
Even beyond the family tradition, this is why she desired to become a hunter. To find beautiful objects of art and challenge her strength with new and dangerous adventures, this was her true goal.
Hisoka was too much of a temptation for her. He didn't know anything about her, not even her gender. She wanted to bring him to her, to ensnare his interest. However, the only things he really seemed to be paying attention to in others were weakness or strength. "I wonder if he even likes women. He plays such a deep game." Kassari thought. She sensed there was so much more to him then what showed on the surface.
Finally, the next challenge was announced, find a type of pork and roast it. "Wonderful, and with a very limited time frame." Kassari concentrated on quickly locating the monstrous pigs and decided the only way to bring it down was to hit it hard, right between the eyes. She scaled a tree and yelled at the giant pig to make it charge towards her, and then she used the thick branch to swing back and forth and give herself more momentum and force. Reinforcing her movements with ren, she propelled herself right into the forehead of the huge pig. As its skull crushed under her feet, the shock of hitting it so hard traveled all the way through her petite frame. She dropped to her knees from the force of the impact. After shaking off the affect, she stood and picked up the huge carcass, carrying it back to the test sight.
She butchered the pig, making sure to remove, all the internal organs and to open it up to expose the inside to more heat, so that it would cook more quickly. She then suspended it over a large fire on a spit, just high enough to cook rapidly without burning.
Kassari's mother had emphasized the need of a royal hostess to always be able to properly care for guests, including taking over for a sick chef. Therefore, Kassari had spent many long days in the palace kitchen being trained in the culinary arts.
After the pork was roasted to perfection she carried it to the giant judge, Buhara. She was disappointed that he was passing anyone who presented him with the required it. Kassari was very proud of her culinary ability. Buhara did seem to like it though.
A short while later, the other judge, Menchi, stepped forward- "fine all who have passed will go on to part two. I want sushi! And I will only accept items until I say I am full."
"Geez! Sushi!" Kassari had made it before, but realized it would not be easy without the proper ingredients. She inspected the cooking area she had selected and found rice, sake and a length of dried sea weed. Most of the other competitors were standing around shaking their heads like they had no clue as to what they were supposed to be doing.
Kassari quickly went back to the forest with a small net from her pack to catch a fish. She quickly realized that her best bet would be a salmon or trout, but wasn't really sure if there were any in that area. As she looked through the water of a small river, she could see the dark sheen that looked like the body of a trout. She cast her net. The fish sensing danger started to move away. Kassari extended her mind to hold the fish in place as the net settled over the top of it. "Hey cool! It's not sashimi, but it's not a bottom feeder, so it should have a good flavor. She stopped on the way back to the cooking area to gather some herbs to use as additional seasoning. By the time that she returned, other candidates were already starting preparations, but it didn't look like they really understood what was required.
She was glad that there were privacy screens so that the others couldn't see what she was doing. She cooked her rice, soaked the sea weed in salt water and filleted the fish, careful to pull out any bones. While Kassari was paying so much attention to her creation, other candidates were already presenting the judge with a hodge podge of horrible looking dishes. Just as she finished her sushi and dressed the plate, Menchi announced that she was finished.
"You all fail! This is horrible!" Menchi ranted and railed for a few minutes and Kassari carried her covered plate to stand in front of the judges. Abruptly, Menchi received a call on her cell. Kassari shamelessly decided to eavesdrop on the conversation, sending her mind outward to link with the caller.
Menchi was being told off by one of the committee people. She hung up quickly and started to yell some more. Kassari who had kept the connection longer learned that the President of the test committee was coming to correct the situation.
Some of the other candidates were attempting to argue with Menchi, others had turned away in disgust and some looked depressed. "Enough!" Kassari shouted in her best field drill voice, reinforcing is with a silent command for quiet.
Turning to Menchi, she said "I have a challenge for you. Try my creation and if you enjoy it, you will give us a simpler test; one that could be reasonably expected of warriors with no cooking skills." Menchi started to protest and Kassari added telepathically, "The committee president will be here shortly, if you want to save face, accept the challenge. I am trained in the culinary arts and I think even you will like my creation." Out loud she said "What, afraid to try something you might like? Is that why you chose such an obscure dish?"
Menchi walked towards her and pointed, "I accept!" In her mind she asked, "Who are you? Do I know you?"
Kassari placed the dish on the table and removed the cover. "I am Princess Kassari Moslou and we have met; some years ago when you came to eat with our family and sample food cooked by Sema, another culinary hunter and world famous chef." She returned in the mental exchange.
Menchi looked at the food closely, noticing color and texture, "It looks correct." She said, loud enough for those standing close to hear. "So you are Sema's apprentice? Hm." She sniffed the food. "It smells good." She took a bite and rolled it around on her tongue, tasting it thoroughly. It's not quite as good as Sema, but yes, well made and with good flavor. O.K., you win the challenge. But, I want Sema's secret recipe for strawberry mousse cheesecake."
"Done then." Kassari answered. She stepped back from the table and Menchi turned to address the candidates.
"You are all in luck. #346 is an excellent chef and has won the challenge. I have decided to give you all a more reasonable test."
The crowd cheered this announcement and from overhead the president's airship appeared.
"Menchi, I am glad to hear you say that. So what is the new test that you have decided on?"
The president lowered himself to the ground. He looked like an old yogi. He introduced himself to the candidates and explained that he was early in meeting them but the committee was concerned with Menchi's decision.
Menchi looked at a distant mountain and ten at the air transport. "Boiled eggs. Can you carry us over there in your transport?"
"I see, of course."
On the short trip to the mountain, the candidates were able to rest for about ½ hour. Kassari sat down with some of the sushi she made and ate. She also refilled her water supply and checked on her extra water and food supplies. Rummaging through her pack, she made certain that her small gadgets and weapons and other items she carried were still in good shape. Two of her families favorite quotes were "Be prepared" and "an army fights on its stomach." She was amazed that many candidates did not even bring a canteen.
At the site of the makeup test, the candidates were to jump off a cliff and land on a spider type cable, grab and egg hanging from it and jump back up to plateau. Even though Kassari did not have to participate since she had already passed, she decided it looked like fun and did it anyway.
Back on the air ship, everyone was able to relax for the night as they flew to the next test site.