Copied chapter number 3. One more till i post my own one. Again, violence warning.

"Feitan," Nobunaga said. "This kid is more persisent than I would have hoped."

"So are you asking me for help?" Feitan responded.

"I didn't think it would have to come to this, but I guess I have no other option at this point. I need you to 'convince' the kid, to join us. But don't kill either of them."

"So which one am I 'convincing'?"

"The black haired kid. You can touch the slanted eyes kid too, but don't kill him."

"What's his name?"

"He said his name is 'Gon Freecss'."

Feitan hummed for a bit. "Okay."

"I've been asked to convince you, Gon."

Gon didn't respond, he just kept his glare on Feitan.

Feitan chuckled under his scarf, making Gon tense up.

"You've been cleared of knowing the chain user, but personally, I don't believe it."

"I've told you a hundred times, I don't know!" Gon said, aggressively but truthfully.

"You can say that all you want, but I'll pry the truth out." He said getting closer to Gon.

Killua held his breath as the tension became unbearable.

"I don't know anything."

Feitan squinted, reaching for Gon's right hand. Gon quickly responded by clenching his fist.

The Spider still pulled out one of Gon's fingers with ease. He began bending back Gon's finger, the pain building up in his joint. He screeched when the bone let out a crack and his finger bent outward instead of in.

Killua bit his lip and closed his eyes. He couldn't bare to watch his friend get tortured, but he had to preserve Kurapika's identity.

Feitan pulled out another finger, and broke another. Another pulled out, another broken. With every broken finger, Gon let out a pained shriek, hissing in pain shortly after. Soon his hands were an amalgamation of fingers bent in every other direction but the correct one.

Gon glared at Feitan, sweating with pain. Feitan's eyes squinted with delight. "This can stop if you tell me who the chain user is, or if you join us."

Gon blinked and grunted. "I said that I don't know who they are a thousand times now! And I'd never join the Phantom Troupe! Never ever."

"Is that so?" Feitan said, backing up from Gon.

He turned to Killua, reaching into his jacket and revealing a small blade. He kneeled down to Killua turning to look at Gon. "Would this convince you?"

He said, slashing the left side of Killua's throat. He didn't even hesitate to wait for an answer.

Killua's blue eyes widened, he didn't realize what happened before Gon started screaming for him. The boy felt the blood gushing out of his neck with every pump of his heart. His head slumped to the side as his hearing cut off. Everything felt like it was in slow motion.

What just happened?Killua thought to himself.

My throat. He cut my throat.

My neck... It feels so warm. That's my blood right?

My blood...

My blood.

I'm dying.

I can't die though.

I have to be there for Gon.

I can't...

die.

Everything around him turned to black as his pupils dilated.

Gon's pupils contracted in horror as he watched his best friend's throat was cut wide open, blood getting everywhere.

"KILLUA... KILLUA!" His voice reached shrieking levels to break glass. "NO!"

Feitan let out a terrible snicker and got up to go to Gon again.

"You're being too loud." Feitan said, pulling back his free fist. He quickly smashed it directly into Gon's nose, smashing the back of Gon's head into the wall behind him, knocking him out.

The boy's head hung limply after bouncing off of the wall.

Feitan sighed. He walked out of the room.Since I'm not allowed to kill either of them, I should get this cleaned up.

Gon woke up to find his face resting on the floor. His arms were bound behind his back, locked at the wrists. His nose hurt a lot. It must be broken. He quickly looked in front of him to find Killua in the same position as before, his eyes closed this time.

Killua...

He tucked his legs under him, preparing to jump over to his friend. "Ki-"

Something felt off with his mouth, so he immediately stopped talking.

The feel of leather tightened around his throat, pulling him up off the ground. The force of being pulled up by the strap cut off his access to air. He impulsively opened his mouth to try and get more air only to feel searing pain in his lips. His lips had been sewn shut and now he'd just made all the thread tear through his lips. Gon screeched in agony, only doubling the pain. He stopped when he ran out of oxygen to use. He violently kicked his legs, hoping the floor would come within reach but he only scraped his toes across the floor.

He was lowered to the floor a little so he could be standing on his toes for some relief. He gasped for air as blood dripped into his mouth from the many gashes through his lips. Tears welled up in his eyes. How much longer did he have to deal with this before they let them go?

A certain Feitan circled around in front of Gon. Gon looked at him with bleary eyes. He could barely be angry, he was in so much pain.

"This can end if you just tell us what you know."

Gon took in deep breaths. "I still... don't... know who..." His voice faded out as he closed his eyes.

Feitan scowled and pulled down the strap, causing Gon to go up again, choking again. He screamed once again, either pulling more thread through his lips or having the thread snap. His eyes were wide open now as his toes touched the ground again.

"I don't know who the chain user is."

"Then agree to join us. It's that simple."

"No."

"So be it."

Feitan walked behind Gon so he was out of sight then walked past him to exit the room.

The boy looked at his friend on the floor. Blood was covering so much of his body from the wound. It was dark now, but some of it covered the wall, some even ended up dripping on the floor and making a puddle in between his legs. But the wound itself didn't look to be there at all. It looked healed.

Apart from that, there was blood in other places he didn't think the blood would have reached.

He looked at the source of the blood. No.

There were wounds there. But... Why?

Leorio redialed Gon for the 6th time. It's been a day and neither Gon or Killua had gotten back into contact with him. What the hell happened to them?!

He held the phone up to his ear for a second and it immediately went to voicemail.Again... What the hell.

He was about to call for Killua this time but paused. He quickly went through the brief amount of contacts on his phone and landed on a familiar name. He called them and waited a good 12 seconds for a response.

The phone clicked and a voice went, "Hello?"

"Kurapika. Something's happened to Gon and Killua."