A/N: I am back! However, I can only provide a filler chapter. This was actually requested and I thought it was time to reveal more about our beloved Renée. This takes place during their stay in Greed Island, after the explosion and before the rock-paper-scissors tournament. TheFlowerWeSawThatDay yes she is changing as most of her time after the the Hunter Exam was spent with the Troupe so, in some way, their traits and qualities rubbed off on her. I didn't make it subtle as I don't really want to hide the BIG change that happened to her, especially since the boys are more aware of her now. Regarding the dream-meetings, I'll reveal more about that soon so forgive me if I don't answer now. Also, I await your fan art! Thank you again for all the time and effort you input to this story! Guest (again I'm sorry as I don't know if this is the same person. Is there a way of finding out?) a very good question! Renée didn't actually cut her hair, the Spiders did. They didn't exactly welcome her and she surely got into some rough moments with them, hence the badly chopped hair. And thank you for thinking she is a lovable candidate for Killua! It really warms my heart that I managed to make her naturally likeable at least! Akari-chan thank you for your wonderful praises! Especially the part where you binged on this! I agree that I was better when I started, so I appreciate that you understand I need some time to regroup my thoughts. I actually didn't start out for the fluff, I just wanted this to be more of an adventure but when I made Renée and Killua interact, there was just so much potential that I couldn't resist. Hopefully, I manage to create more interactions and let her develop her relationship with other characters as much as she has with Killua. Thank you for you vote of confidence! rycmika 'lo and behold! A new chapter! Thank you for continuously enjoying my story! TheWriterInMe thanks for your well-wishes! I hope this EXTRA is to your liking, though it's still a bit coarse as my writing isn't what it used to be. Niconii and here it is! A little late, but still here nonetheless. I know my timing is way off and scheduling probably isn't my strongest suit but, hey, I pull through anyhow! And to all of my silent readers and supporters, a round of thanks to you! Cheers!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hunter x Hunter.

EXTRA III

The night was so still, so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

It was also one of the darkest nights that have plagued Scillio.

If you looked up to the sky, you wouldn't see anything as the moon, the solace of the night, was tucked away behind the clouds.

She waited, a polished piece of wood clutched to her small frame, as footsteps tiptoed past her door.

But that was not relief, no, for she knows that the intruder was still out there.

With bated breath, she continued to sit patiently, trying desperately to stifle the bile that rose from her stomach. A lone tear escaped her eye and her resolve almost broke.

She was terrified.

She didn't know how but she knew that this night might be her last.

The thought was too much for the 6-year old and she wept silently.

Just then, a shrill scream pierced the air and the girl paled.

'Mehika!'

With newfound strength, she got up and burst out the door. Releasing the blade from its wooden confinement, she ran down the hall, blood and anger coursing through her veins.

Without her knowledge, she was able to summon, for the first time, power!

Fueled by her emotion, her drive, the power grew to a monstrous size and her attacker gaped at it in horror.

Then there was black.

Before everything slipped through her fingers, she saw her sister screaming her name in agony. A form loomed over her and she saw that it was none other than Tasha Godfrei.

- In Greed Island -

Renée woke up gasping.

She looked around her in panic and saw Gon and Killua sleeping soundly beside her.

A sigh of relief escaped her lips then she looked up the sky in anger.

"Goddammit Mehika. I know that happened. You've shown me that before, no need to show it over and over again." she cursed.

Then she cried.

For whatever reason, she wasn't sure.

All she knew was that it hurt.

Old wounds opened up again and the one person she wanted to have closure with is dead.

All Tasha did was admit to her his crimes, apologise, tell her he loved her, then he just passed.

She had so many questions, even now.

Why did he do it?

Was it money?

Was it just some sort of pastime?

Did he enjoy doing it?

Why didn't he tell her sooner?

Why didn't he tell her more?

Did he ever plan on telling her at all?

All of them unanswered forever.

And so Renée cried for her forgotten parents.

For her lost sister.

For her foster father.

For herself.

Suddenly, warmth engulfed her in a tight embrace.

The red-head gasped and turned to see Killua looking at her with an intense emotion that she can't decipher.

"You're crying again." he said accusingly.

She hiccuped, turning away from him, and made an effort to clear the waterworks then she gave him a weak smile. "I'm fine! Just a bad dream."

The silver-head gave her a disbelieving look, "You're a really terrible liar."

She frowned.

"And besides, you were really loud." he added.

At this, she glared at him but found it hard to continue doing so as her eyes had become puffy.

Noticing this, Killua's gaze softened. "If you don't mind, can you tell me what's wrong?"

Renée was silent for a while, looking down to think of her answer.

Does she tell him the truth?

Will he roll his eyes again and tell her to grow up?

To move forward?

Will he laugh at her?

All of these insecurities came popping up from nowhere that it made it harder to focus and think.

"Hey, dunce." he called, snapping her out of her reverie. He looked at her, his eyes searching hers, then sighed.

"If you don't want to tell me, it's fine. Just know that I'm here, okay? I promised you. Gon did too." he said.

Renée blinked at him, dumbfounded.

Killua just smirked and pinched her cheeks before going back to bed.

All she could do was stare at his back, still at a loss, then she placed her face in her hands in irritation.

'I'm so stupid. Why do I need to hide anything from him? From them? Gon is my brother and Killua is my best friend. No matter what, they're the ones I can trust.'

She made up her mind to tell him tomorrow and resolved to lying down next to him again, leaning against the former assassin's back.

- The next night -

She woke up with a start, sweat beads scattered across her face. Her breath was shaky and she had to clutch her chest to control herself.

'It was that dream again. I don't think it's Mehika this time. Probably just my head.' Renée sighed, sitting up.

The dreams of her past kept haunting her. Sometimes it would come every night, sometimes not at all.

The memories would vary but they all revolved around The Apprenticeship and the night of her disappearance.

Nothing in between.

It would always be so vivid, as if the memory wants to imprint itself permanently in her brain. It happens so often and so forcefully that she's sort of used to it but controlling the shock after was the hard part.

It was like having anxiety attacks.

"Ren?"

She flinched and turned to see the two boys looking at her with concern.

"I... Did I wake you guys?" she gasped.

Gon glanced at Killua, sharing a look with him that she understood.

"Look, Killua told me that you've been having a hard time sleeping. Normally, we wouldn't want to be nosy but..."

"We're worried about you. You wake up so tired and these days you're starting to look like a zombie. Well, more than usual anyway." the silver-head continued, adding the last part playfully.

Renée smiled weakly at them, touched by their concern. Even Killua's usual banter helped make the situation a little less dreary.

Suddenly, a thought occured to her.

'What happened to Mehika?'

She looked at the former assassin and he raised a brow at her gaze.

"I've been having dreams about my past. About the Apprenticeship and the night that Tasha took me and my sister from our home. I never remember anything else." she started, still holding the silver-head's attention.

Killua looked a little confused at her statement, "I don't know how you can remember if that's what you're trying to ask."

Gon looked at them both, clueless about what they're talking about.

"Actually it's the complete opposite, I want to know how I lost my memory and how my sister got away." Renée said.

At this, the islander understood.

Killua was there that night.

He admitted that himself.

It's odd how he never really opened to them about it despite being very adamant in helping the red-head.

The siblings looked expectantly at the silver-head, making the latter uncomfortable.

"Look, there're some family secrets that I have to keep. Especially one that might be revealed if I tell you about what happened. Besides, I don't really remember it well as I was just a boy and-!"

"Killua." Gon interrupted. He gave a pointed look at Renée who was already looking down in disappointment.

This made the silver-head's heart feel heavy and his best friend's accusing stare was not helping.

"I want to tell you, but-!"

"Then tell us. If not, then at least tell Ren. You said you'd help her. Back on Whale Island you said you wanted to make it up to her. She's asking you now." the dark-haired boy snapped.

He can understand that people have secrets every once and a while, even his friends, but this bit of information was about his sister's past. One that she can't remember but Killua has experienced. It's pretty unfair to keep it to himself no matter the technicality.

"Gon..." Renée scolded him, but it sounded like she was close to tears.

"I-I want to... I just-!"

"It's okay Killua. You don't have to if you can't." the red-head cut him off this time.

"But Ren! You have the right to know. If it means helping you, then we have to!" Gon protested.

"It's okay, Gon. I don't have to know. I was just curious as everything else about me was in the dark. That doesn't mean I have to put either of you on the spot. I'll still be able to move on without knowing about it. That's what I've been doing for 7 years now." she said, leaving no more room for discussion.

The red-head looked each of them in the eye to show that she's serious. "Let's go back to sleep."

One look at her stormy grey eyes and he knew she was still begging him despite what she said.

The former assassin looked torn for a moment, then a calm settled on his face.

Before the siblings managed to turn in, he grabbed her by the arm. "Alright, I'll tell you." he sighed tiredly.

Renée's face lit up, "Really?"

"Yeah. I can't go in-depth about anything, but I'll tell you what happened from what I can remember."

The other two nodded and sat up, waiting for him to start.

- 7 years ago -

The forest was dark, foreboding even, that the boy assumed the thieves would get lost.

He hoped not.

This was a very important night and this was a very important mission.

It was unlike any other simply due to the fact that 3 Zaoldyecks were present.

The head.

The heir.

The secret.

A young boy with silver hair lazily looked around.

There was an old man with a hunched back who was pacing around nervously. He kept muttering things underneath his breath that he couldn't understand.

'Probably the tribe's language.'

He was the one that hired them to do this so he has every right to get antsy. This old man was a friend of his grandfather which is why he managed to pull this off.

Of course, a hefty amount was paid but the Zaoldyecks are also risking a lot by agreeing to this.

Killua turned slightly to check up on a girl standing close to him. She had long hair and is wearing priestess clothing.

Alluka's first mission.

The said girl clung to her brother's arm, afraid to let go. She has never been outside the mountain before, let alone accompanied by a lot of people, so everything was wondrous for her.

Also quite scary.

Killua was very much against having Alluka here even though this was not the typical assassination job. Getting her too involved with the trade by using her ability might get their family some wild idea to earn more profit.

He glanced at her again, holding her hand tighter.

'We're here now. No use worrying. Whatever goes, Alluka is my top priority.' the silver-head thought.

"Here they come." the Elder said.

As soon as the two men appeared in the clearing, they dropped the children.

The blonde one whimpered and moved closer to the red-head who was unconscious.

"Walk 100 metres away from here. We will deliver them to you when we're done." Silva commanded them.

"Ha? They're our package too. We're not- oof!"

Xing was cut off by a sharp blow to his abdomen done by his partner, Tasha.

The long-haired man didn't even look at him when he did it. "We understand." was all he said before dragging his furious companion with him.

"A-alright. Shall we begin?" the old man asked, turning to Killua's father.

"Yes. Killua, bring 'it' to Elder Gier for his wish." Silva said in that same commanding voice.

However, Killua did not move.

He didn't hear his father's voice no matter how it boomed.

All he could do was stare at the two girls on the ground.

The blonde was crying, desperately trying to shake her sister awake.

He read their file on the way here. They didn't do anything wrong. They're family was as clean as a whistle. None of them or their predecessors were part of anything illegal or atrocious that would make other people hate them. From what he understands, they're heirs of their tribe.

Then why do this?

If they're role are so important, why throw them away?

"KILLUA." Silva repeated, shocking him.

This made the blonde turn to him and he caught her gaze, green eyes boring into his blue ones.

They were pleading.

Filled with tears, confusion, and sadness.

His heart wrenched for the two girls.

What did she expect him to do in front of his own father?

There's nothing he could do but obey, and so he did.

Gier kneeled in front of the sisters as Killua walked up to them, Alluka following closely behind him.

"Alluka, this is Elder Gier." he said, turning to her.

The said girl peeked at the old man before walking up to him.

"Give me your nail." she said, holding her palm out.

'I see 'it' isn't wasting time.' Silva thought.

Gier was confused for a moment before he clumsily started picking at the nail on his pinky. With much effort, and crying, he managed to pull it out and handed it over to the girl.

Alluka took it then she held out her hand once more, "Give me your tooth."

The Elder looked uneasily between the other Zaoldyecks and their emotionless stares made him fumble while trying to pull out his tooth.

The blonde kept sobbing, holding her sister tight for comfort.

She didn't know what was happening.

All she knew was that it was bad.

Elder Gier never approved of them as the next Chiefs but she didn't think he'd do this.

She was scared.

There was no one to help them, not even her mom and dad.

That man earlier said so, 'I took care of their parents.'

She has no one other than her sister. If only the red-head woke up, then maybe they might get away.

"Give me your left ear." Alluka said once more.

"W-what!? I can't do that!" Gier exclaimed.

"Give it to me. I want your ear." the girl persisted.

Before the Elder could protest once more, Killua sliced it off and handed it over to his sister.

When he saw it being dropped on the little girl's hand, making her appearance change, Gier screamed in pain.

As soon as he was done crying and wheezing, the silver-head brought Nanika closer to the Elder. "Make your wish." he said.

"I-I wish-!"

Just as he was about to say it, the red-head got up and, in lightning-speed, pressed down hard on Gier's wound.

He howled in pain once more, clawing at the girl to make her let go but she held on tight.

"Mehika!"

The blonde turned at the sound of her name, in shock.

"Run! Run now Mehika!" she said, still clutching at the old man's ear wound.

"But you-!"

"GO!"

With renewed vigour, Mehika stood and ran off.

She ran as fast as she could into the woods. 'Help! I'll go get help! Please hold on, Nao!'

Seeing that the Elder could do nothing, Silva stepped up and threw the girl onto the ground.

The red-head gave a yelp, clutching her neck immediately as the man held her down by her throat.

"Killua, get that other girl!" Silva commanded.

Getting over his surprise, the boy turned and ran after Mehika.

It didn't take long to find her as she made a whole lot of noise. In no time, he had her arm twisted and her face slammed against a tree.

"Ack! No! Please!" she cried as he dragged her back.

"No! Please don't! We didn't do anything wrong! Killua, right? Please help us! Killua!"

The silver-head turned to her, effectively silencing her. He looked at her innocent green eyes and he knew deep down inside that she was right.

They didn't do anything wrong.

This isn't an assassination job but doing this would be as good as killing them.

"I just want to help my sister. Please, don't kill her. We've lost so much already. I..." the blonde continued to cry but she was no longer struggling.

Seeing an actual innocent kneel before him made him do something that surprised himself.

He let her go.

She looked up at him gratefully, not fully believing what he did.

"Mehika Lupe, you are never to mention my name after this. No one must know I let you go. You got away, but you don't know who was after you. Got it?" he threatened her.

She nodded dumbly.

"And we won't kill your sister. But it will be up to you to find her." he added, a little somber.

Mehika nodded again before thanking him and running away.

The boy cursed as he started to trudge back to the clearing.

'Dad'll be so mad. Why did I even do that?' he scolded himself.

Deep down, he felt a little bit liberated.

When he returned empty-handed, Silva gave him a withering look that made his blood freeze over.

It was as if standing in front of the devil himself.

Despite this, he stood his ground, awaiting punishment.

"No it's okay." Gier panted, finally getting up.

"This one is the problematic one. The other girl, Mehika, is weak. She's alone now and that makes her dead." he smirked.

This made the red-head grunt and kick more beneath Silva's grasp.

"Make your wish. Quickly." the man said.

Nanika walked towards the struggling girl, placing a hand on her arm, and the Elder limped over.

"What are you-!? No! Get away from me!" the red-head screamed.

"I wish that she forget everything." Gier muttered unsurely.

"'Kay."

The last thing she saw was Killua looking at her with pity in his eyes.

He caught her gaze and he answered the unspoken question.

'She is safe.'

He saw the storm in her eyes clear as she looked at him with such relief that it made him guilty that he couldn't do more.

In a flash, Alluka's form went limp and the silver-head caught her.

The red-head's grey eyes glazed over and Silva carried her.

"Is she... It's done..?" Gier asked.

"Yes. I will now take her to the slave traders. Killua, take It back to the airship. Wait for me there." the man said.

Without another word, the two Zaoldyecks walked off their separate ways, leaving a regretful Elder behind.

- Present time -

Killua finished his story and looked at his two friends' reactions.

Gon's face was all scrunched up as if he didn't know what to make of it.

Renée's was harder to decipher.

In fact, he couldn't read her at all.

A pregnant silence hung above them until the red-head hugged the former-assassin.

This caught him off-guard, making the blood rush to his ears. "Wha-!?"

"Thank you." she said.

"Huh? Aren't you mad? I helped in destroying your lives!"

"No, you saved us. You helped Mehika. You let her go. Thank you." she elaborated, looking at him with such admiration.

He was unable to speak for a moment, then he looked away, hiding his blush.

"I-I got in trouble for that. I was put in isolation again then dad made me go to Heaven's Arena right after. Figured, I needed more training." Killua confessed.

"Then I am all the more grateful. You did everything you could and that was more than enough. I mean it." Renée smiled warmly.

"Geez, dunce. You're embarrassing me."

"You're only saying that because you like Ren. You're getting collywobbles!" Gon teased him.

"Shut up! Whatever, I did my part anyway so I'm going back to bed! You better not wake up in the middle of the night anymore, stupid girl." the silver-head burst, turning his back on his giggling friends.

The two followed suite.

Gon pretty much snoozed off immediately but Renée stayed up, contemplating on what Killua had told her.

'Elder Gier. I can't remember him but I guess that's all according to his plan. He's probably dead anyway. Kurapika did say that Scillio was in ruins. Though why didn't he just kill us off?'

"Naomi Lupe."

"Huh?"

The red-head turned towards the silver-head's back. She didn't expect him to be asleep but she didn't think he'd speak again.

"That's your real name, Naomi Lupe. Your mother is Genere Lupe and your father is Fort Lupe. Figured you'd want to know as well." he continued.

Renée smiled, "Naomi, huh? Sounds good but I think I'll stick to Renée Godfrei for now. Thanks, old man, for everything."

END OF EXTRA III.

A/N: And finished! Rather short and plain but you gotta admit it's pretty enlightening! As you may have noticed, some parts are vague as I would like to tackle those issues in a different and much more timely manner. I hope you still enjoyed it though! The next one would still be an EXTRA as I'm still trying to hone my writing style. Believe it or not, I've been rereading my fanfic just so I could be my usual self again! I apologise for the delay but please continue to support this story! Until next time and a happy new year to all! Please review!