Disclaimer: Hunter X Hunter does not belong to me but to the respectful Yoshiro Togashi sensei.
Pieces of The Past
- Chapter 1 -
The first thing he saw when he woke up was a face of a boy with black spiky hair and plaster all over his face, staring anxiously back at him.
"Good morning!" The boy greeted him with a big smile. "How do you feel?"
He sat up and groaned. His head hurts, his whole body hurts and his chest was very painful. He screwed his face. "It hurts a lot." He said pointing toward his bandaged chest. "I don't feel good."
"You're lucky that you survived the fight with only some broken rib bones and a few minor injuries, Killua." A man with long untidy hair and a black sunglass snorted. He was sitting on a sofa along with another man who wore a black suit.
"Maybe that ought to teach the both of you to wait for reinforcement before rushing headlong into a fight next time." The man in the black suit said. "But, Mister Morau is correct. You were very lucky, Killua. Be thankful."
Killua… they kept calling me by that name…
"Is Killua… my name?" He asked innocently.
"Of course it is." The boy looked at him as if expecting the question to be a joke. "Don't you remember your own name?"
He gazed at his hands. "N-No, I don't remember it." He turned toward the boy. "I also don't remember you… Who are you?"
There was an unsettling silence as everybody in the room stared at him. The man in the black suit looked at him thoughtfully, while the boy and the man with the sunglass just stared at him bewildered. For the longest moment no one said anything.
"Do you remember anything about your past?" the man in the black suit asked, breaking the silence. "Anything at all?"
He tried to recall his memories but he couldn't remember anything from his past and the longer he tried to think the more his head hurts. Finally, he gave up and shook his head. "No, I can't remember anything. My head hurts."
The man nodded as if understanding something.
"He got amnesia."
"Amnesia?" He asked.
"Amnesia - a sudden loss of memories." The man answered, simple.
The boy with the black spiky hair suddenly grabbed his shoulders.
"Killua, I'm Gon…" He sounded anxious. "Please… please…tell me that you haven't forgotten about our friendship! We're friends… don't you remember?!"
"Gon…" He tried the name on his lips but no memory surface. "Gon is my friend. I am Gon's friend."
"Is there no way for him to get his memory back, Mister Nowu?" The boy asked the man in the black suit.
"I don't know. It might only be temporary but it also might be permanent. But we better call his family and inform them first." The man stood up and left.
"Well, I better go with Mister Nowu in case he needs me. See you later." The other man also stood up and left.
For the second time an eerie silence settled over the room. He didn't like it. It was too quiet. "Err… Gon?" The name was very strange to his ears. "Where am I? Can you tell me who they are? Are they my friends too?"
The boy studied him for a second.
"Killua, you really don't remember anything, do you?"
He shook his head, feeling sorry.
"Don't worry. We'll get all of your memories back!" The boy said, smiling confidently. "I promise you!"
He smiled. He didn't know why he smiled; it was just that when he saw the boy smiling at him like that he couldn't help smiling himself. He felt like he wanted to return it back.
"Thank you."
There was a knock on the door and Gon stopped in the middle of telling Killua of the time they were in the game 'Greed Island'.
"Come in." He called out.
It was Mister Nowu and Mister Morau from yesterday and they had come in bringing a thin big box with them. Killua eyed it curiously. "What is that?"
To his surprise Mister Morau gave him the box.
"A little gift for you from President Netero. He apologized for not able to be here but he still got a lot of work to do." Mister Morau answered him taking a seat on the sofa as Mister Nowu followed suit. "Go on. Open it."
He opened it; inside a dozen or more little black round stones were arranged neatly in rows. He picked one of the black stone. "What is this?" he asked, holding it close to his eyes for a closer look.
"It's chocolate." Gon said, picking one up and popped it into his mouth. "You used to really love them. Try it, it's really delicious."
He put the chocolate into his mouth and chewed. At first, it was hard like a rock but then it melt on his tongue and warm his mouth. he likes it. He took another two of the chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth. "It's really delicious!" his voice was slightly muffled by the chocolate. "Thank you. Do you want some?" he offered some of the chocolate to Mister Morau and Mister Nowu but both of them declined the offer.
"Your family is arriving this morning, Killua." Mister Nowu announced, checking his wristwatch. "In fact they might be arriving any time now."
Killua stopped chewing.
"What's my family like, Gon?"
"Well… I… I… um… I really don't know. I have never met them before." Gon lied. In truth, he had met Killua's mother and one of his brothers before, and he thought the both of them are very weird and cold people. But Killua really don't need to know that from him, he can find out for himself later anyway. "But I know all of them work as an assassin."
"Assassin?" Killua sounded confused.
"Well... it's what you call the people wh-" Gon's voice trailed off as he heard somebody knocked. A moment later three people entered the room. Two of them Gon recognized as Killua's mother and his brother, Illumi, the third one he guessed must be Killua's father. He turned toward Killua and was shocked to see him sweating heavily with the expression of fear plastered on his friend's face.
"Killua, are you alright?"
But Killua didn't answer Gon. In fact, he no longer noticed any other presence anymore except for the three new people. Suddenly, the man with long silky black hair gazed at him. Instantly, his blood froze in his vein as one thought hammered in his head. He has to get away… away … far away from them… he has to get away…
With one swift move Killua had jumped off his bed, slammed into the window and was falling from the 6th floor. He had to get away... far away… He didn't understand why he was so scared of the three people… especially the man with the black silky hair. All he knew was that he had to get away or something bad will happen to him. He landed on the crowded street below, ignoring the surprised people and the pain in his body, he started to run as fast as he could… away from the hospital… away from the bad people.
To be continued
Author's Note:
I know this fic is really badly written and confusing. I admit it (Sweat drop). The reason is that I couldn't find enough materials to study on how to write an amnesia fan fic. So, as you can guess, I just gamble and go for broke… I'm really sorry if Killua was acting out of character and all… please forgive me. But hopefully the next chapter ought to look a little bit better… if not worse. I also know that I only deserve flame for this fic (sweat drop) but please have some mercy on me. Please…
And Ineed some help... anybody know how to make the star simbol for seperating a paragraph show?I can seem to make it appear in the fic. So sorry again if my fiction seemed a little bit weird... okay very weird.
