Disclaimer: Hunter X Hunter is merely a favourite of mine, not owned by me.
A/N: It's been such a long time since the last update and this…but, well…here I am…so, enjoy!
He waited patiently as he watched the bright glare of the headlights approach; hands tucked in casually into the pockets of his dripping overcoat. His posture projected no danger; it only emitted the aura of a cheeky young boy, provided if they did not notice his eyes.
Minutes later, five cars appeared and slowed down in front of him, two in front, then one, then two; as if the first two and the second two were protecting the middle one.
The bright glare of the headlights blinded him, causing him to squint a little. As he took his time adapting to the bright light, he faintly heard the sound of a door opening, and then closing.
Cautiously, Killua opened his eyes and saw the outline of a man with his hair spiked up walking towards him.
'Hey, kid, what are you doing here in the middle of the night, and a rainy one at that?'
Killua looked up at him and saw that the man wore sunglasses, even during the night. He vaguely wondered how the man could see anything at all, but kept his opinion on that one. He is not here to comment on anyone's habits; he is here to do what he needs to do.The man shifted a little, indicating uncertainty.
'Yo,' Killua suddenly greeted in adeadpan voice, causing the man to jump up a little.
'Err…umm…yeah, yo! Um…kid, move away, alright? We need to pro-'
'I am Killua Zoaldyeck, sent to assassinate Mr. Drauner.'
The man blinked stupidly for a couple of second, then his eyes widened, as he automatically took a step backwards.
'Shit! Protection on! We're not going to let you do as you like!' he yelled as he turned around and ran to the car in the middle. All of a sudden, the man's face was red...so red...like a fresh tomato...and it reminded Killua of blood...fresh, red blood...
Killua smiled. Brave enough…this would be exciting.
He stopped in front of the car and turned around, a pistol ready in his hand. Killua noticed that it was shaking. So…he is afraid…after all…
Several other dark figures, too, had emerged out of their car and surrounded the middle car.
'Move away, I only want Drauner,' Killua said, his voice just as deadpan as before.
'Like hell we will.'
'Brave men. Fine with me.'
And with the swiftness and agility that seemed to be inherited by every Zoaldyeck, Killua ran forth. He could feel his right hand twitching and transforming into blades – blades of blood, blades of murder – blades that he had stopped using to hurt anyone unless necessary ever since he joined Gon and the rest, but returned to now.
Suddenly, the lust for blood was so strong in him. The urge to rip the throat of the man in front of him was so strong...so strongthat he had to close his eyes as he did it...so strong that he nearly moaned. His fingers thrilled with joy when he plunged his blades into the man – when he felt the man's clothes tear open, then his flesh break and blood flow out of the fatal wound as it made contact with Killua's blades – it made his heart flutter.
Warm blood sprayed over his face and dripped down his arm,slowly mingling with the raindrops.
The man's eyes were bloodshot as they stared up at Killua, and he was dead before he even hit the ground.
Killua felt himself project a sly, emotionless smile. He licked his lips and savoured the metallic taste of blood. Excitement boiled in him, and seemed to show through his every action.
'I'm ready now,' he whispered gleefully.
Other figures watched with gore as Killua killed their colleague.
'Don't make me bored.'
As if that was the cue that they had been waiting all along, the dark figures started firing wildly at his direction, at him…or what seemed like him –
'What the hell…! That's not the real guy! It's just his illusion!'
'Correct.'
They whirled around and found Killua staring delightedly back at them. Again they started firing at him. The situation turned chaotic. In order to escape the torrent of bullets aimed at him, Killua somersaulted into air. It was then that he noticed a movement to his left. A man, dressed up like the bodyguards was escaping through a dark alley opposite Ilumi's direction.
'Where is aniki? Can't aniki just kill that guy for me? Oh, never mind, he's just probably another rookie,' Killua gave him no heed. And he paid dearly for that.
When he had landed back on his feet, he proceeded to thrust his blades into every single man, enjoying the spray and the feel of the warm red liquid all around him. It was like dancing...his movements were smooth...
The dark red spots that decorated his face contrasted greatly with his pale features.
As the last man dropped to the ground, Killua dropped down lightly on his knees, causing a mixture of blood and rain to splash up. Slowly, he turned around to face the car which he believed Drauner to be in, and opened the back door. His right hand was pulled back to allow him to deliver the fatal blow. A cat and a mouse...he is the cat...and Drauner, his victim, is the mouse...He victoriously opened the door, and –
'Shit.'
Pain blossomed in Killua's chest. The face of a grinning man swam into his sight. He was holding a pistol aimed directly at him.
'You fell into our trap, kid. But I have to admit that you're tough. You are a Zoaldyeck, after all. Still, you have to die - '
'I'm pissed.'
The man did not even have time to look surprised; the next thing he knew was that the young assassin's blade was already through him.
As Killua withdrew his hand, his left hand came up to cover the wound on his chest. His face gave no hint of pain.
'Damn it. Now I have to search for that troublesome Drauner. What a good piece of luck.'
Killua whirled around and got ready to return to Ilumi and inform him of the failure, when his misted eyes widened a little.
The man who was escaping through the alley! How can he be so stupid not to notice and figure that out earlier! That was Drauner! Man, is aniki going to kill him later!
Killua's silver head snapped to the direction where the man had went and he ran after it.
'He won't be far.'
Killua ignored the pain that shot through him as he raced after the man.
'It'll be difficult to find him on foot in a crowd like this,' Killua figured thoughtfully as he exited the dark alley into a very busy junction.
'Second alternative – the roof top.'
As surefooted as a goat, Killua jumped and used the signboard of a bookshop as his propeller, causing a deep dent in it.
'Oh dear, I don't think the owner is going to like that. Well, not that he'll know that it's me.'
Killua drawled slyly. The cheeky side of him that he had picked up while he was with Gon and the rest was slowly creeping back to combine with the bloodier side of him, even as he chased after Drauner with the dark intention of assassinating. His lithe body twisted gracefully as he grabbed a lamp post and swung himself to the rooftop of a restaurant. The smell of warm marshmallows caused his nose to twitch a little.
'I'm coming back for a little of that when I'm done with Drauner,' Killua licked his lips in anticipation...so similar to Hisoka...
Hisoka! Killua snapped out and his eyes widened. Why is he acting like Hisoka? Hisoka...that bloodthirsty clown freak...but then again...he is bloodthirsty himself, too...no?
His eyes narrowed as he quickly focused himself back into his mission. It does not do good to ponder on such confusing and emotional draining issues now. His main priority was to complete his mission.
It did not take Killua long to find Drauner. He was still running, all the while glancing backwards fearfully.
'Idiot. Wouldn't it be better if he had tried to blend in with the crowd? Man, some people just couldn't quite think straight, could they?'
A smile graced his lips, and his irises once again darken with his desire.
A/N: I hope Killua did not seem too out of character. I was trying to tap into his bloodier side. Anyway…please leave a review, okay?