Sorry for the horrible pun in the title, especially because I am proud of it..
If you don't get it, repeat it many times as fast as you can..
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« Gon, I am sorry.. »
Four words twisting into his heart, Gon was torn between being fair to the pride they had claimed earlier when they boldly announced that they were professionals and the life of his best friend.
The forest was silent, too silent. No birds were chirping, no rustling sound to be heard as the wind itself seemed to avoid to take part in the scene.
Until it wasn't so silent anymore : Kite had summoned a very talkative rod with a particularly annoying voice and demeanor :
« Crazy slot »
The cheerfulness of the summoned object made it all the more foreign and didn't appease the tension in the slightest.
« Please, just shut up and roll already. » Kite made it clear he was dead serious and wouldn't accept arguments and Crazy slot reluctantly accepted..
The rod opened its clown mouth but this time it wasn't to talk : numbers started to roll in a cash machine fashion and he ended up getting a « 3 ».
Three ! Impossible !
Kite managed to keep his poker face but he was shocked and confused. The ever so slight change in his expert aura wouldn't go unnoticed, that he was sure of.
It was the first time he got the third slot, he had to guess why he got it and how to use it before the count of nine minutes. If he failed to do so, he would loose the usage of Nen forever and possibly much more.
The summoned rod's expression changed from pissed off by being made to shut up to smug.
That one change wasn't ever so slight but blatantly obvious and if there was any remaining doubt Colt would notice something before, there was none anymore.
« Well, well, well.. » Crazy Slot smirked : it had been a while since the last time it had posed a challenge to its master.
Colt could only watch curious as the Rod morphed into something that looked like a scepter or a mace with a shamrock looking head.
The most dangerous weapons the ants ever faced were guns and they didn't particularly fear them. Sure it stung like hell when shot in the back but most of the time they were the one ambushing the armed humans and were able to catch or deflect the bullets rather easily.
The appearance of this weapon wasn't threatening by any standards and Colt was left confused but it was better than be desperate : he had a feeling he just came back into the game and that he might even have a winning position.
Meanwhile, Gon had made his choice.
He dropped to his knees, tears drawing, towards the ground, the shape of his face.
« Please » he muttered, his voice was as broken as his spirit.
Colt couldn't help but feel pity for the teenage boy, he wasn't the same as before : it wasn't anger anymore, it was just pure despair and it was resonating with the condor's soul or was it the soul of a little boy so desperate to save his little sister that his last plea survived the ant queen's phagogenesis.
Colt was a very protective and brave ant : that resolve set before even his conception by a promise to his past self's mother that he would protect Reina, his little sister.
Rammot, however, was.. fuming.. well.. some more.. I guess.. cause he never really stopped.
But well, the amount of hatred and disgust he had for those humans especially for Gon in particular, spiked up.
He didn't know yet to who the young warrior's plea was addressed but he had a feeling he was going to hate the human even more once he found out..
Is it possible for Rammot to hate him even more ?
Take it as an absolute and general rule : Whether it has to sneak in, slip in or barge in, wherever hate can go there is always room for more hate
« Please.. Let Killua go and we.. we'll both leave this place, we won't ever bother you again ! I am sorry I trespassed into your territory ! I am sorry I hurt Rammot ! We just wanted to train ! »
He had spoken, or cried for that matter, the truth of his heart but that truth was very unfair to the ants.
Rammot couldn't find the words to express how much he hated the boy and Colt cut him to the line with a more tactful analysis of the situation :
« Those terms are unacceptable, huma.. Gon.
You're asking me to gamble on the usefulness of my life's act against the biggest threat we've ever faced..
Either I let him go and I may have possibly got rid of two of you if you respect your words or I kill him and I am guaranteed to have gotten rid of one out of three of you.
Also, your friend's ability is very good for support as it can paralyze which might be key for you to defeat our strongest assets..
Even if the strongest of you had proposed that all three of you would leave, I wouldn't have considered it because it's obvious he at least is not here to train and has other motives : he showed a rather specific set of knowledge on an avian specie from which Rammot inherited some instinct that Rammot himself didn't know and knew that we were ants which implies he is a biologist that knows what's happening here. And from what I've heard from our scholar, human biologists go to lengths even I wouldn't go to ensure everything is under control.
Besides, it does look like a thorn has made its way in the side of your leader and since your behavior changed after it happened, that might just be an act from your part trying to fix the situation»
It was a long monologue that no one interrupted.
That last jab had hurt, Gon had no idea and turned to Kite, the eyes full of one very relevant question.
The question wasn't answered.
Kite had hung onto the chimera ant's every words despite the intrusion of some new guest into his En. He still entertained the hope to defuse the situation for Killua's sake but after hearing the speech concluded that the chimera ant named Colt knew too much and was too loyal to allow any kind of compromise.
The ant leader had also admitted that even if he accepted to abort the mission, he wouldn't let him go to not take the risk to be fooled which would waste his effort. The hunter had to admit Colt was right and that even though he usually was a man of his words, he wouldn't have minded blurring the line if it might have saved Killua. Kite and Colt had this trait in common, they weren't going to drop their mission.
However, Kite didn't know what to make of that roll and he only had eight minutes and a few seconds to figure it out.
There is only two roll of which I have yet to know the effects, the two abilities I never had to use : three and nine.
Within those two there should be one ability to resurrect and the other to face someone much faster than me.
Either I will die or face someone very fast in the next eight minutes or so..
Rammot had never seen this side of his leader.
Not the boring side of course, that he had already seen. Ô yes he had !
However, until then, he had always thought Colt was a pompous failure of a leader with a soft spot for humans, he just realized now that Colt was a better leader than he could ever be.
How come he's so composed in this situation ? How come he can think straight ?
Despite a new-found drop of respect for his squadron leader, the bull-headed Shrabbit didn't stop fuming.. obviously..
« He's right, Gon.. It's not a good deal. Remember the Bombers ? The ones they killed knew the risk when they entered Greed island.. I knew the risk when I decided to follow Kite.
I'm sure you'll find your father and I don't think he's here.. »
Killua smiled to his friend. When he used the example of the bombers, he wanted Gon to remember his own words when he pardoned the bombers despite everything, he wanted Gon to give the ants that same respect, to leave even without him and especially without hate. Not that he cared for the ants, he feared for Gon's life if he got blinded by hate.
What could have made for a great farewell was interrupted by a rude rowdy centurion bully when Yunju, who heard everything after Gon's plea came barging in and started to mock pretty much everyone involved :
« Mooahahhah ! 'I am sorry I hurt Rammot'. Aahah ! it's just too good ! »
His two cronies -the centipede dude and the mosquito girl- followed suit with their own mocking laughter (Gosh they're annoying !) and Rammot was.. well fuming.. well he wanted to tear them to pieces, shit in their skull and impale them on tree trunks so nothing out of the ordinary for Rammot. I am starting to believe he's a very linear character..
« Yunju ! Why did you engage ? » cut Colt, resolute to put some seriousness back into the situation.
« Ow you know.. I wanted to seize that 'biggest threat we've ever faced' thingy.. MOohahhah »
That was one hell of a cocky stallion..
Oups I did it again.. I played with your..
I am going to stop here.. No one want to know what I played with.
Now if you still don't get it after all this time, it's not luck anymore, I can't do anything against you, you're immune to my crudeness.. Though, I hope you're not 6 years old because it might get gory in the future but well, considering how fast I upload those, you should reach 13 before that happens..
Anyway..
For Gon, begging wasn't an act, he was sincere.
He didn't feel insulted by Colt, he understood his reasons.
Yet here he was, denied, with renewed anger and new enemies begging to be punched.. Hard !
He stood up and faced the three ants as they looked down on him, his expression that of an abyss gazing right back at them.
One of them in particular,
"You're their leader, right? I challenge you!"
Apparently he wasn't interested:
"Get him!"
Will that big chunk of meat be too much for Gon to chew?
Ew! ew! ew! Gross!
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Changed the language of open office to English at the end, couldn't bear the red waves everywhere.. Apparently, it changed how some characters look like the "..." who where like that «...» before and are now like that "..." as well as some layout rules like whether you get to put a space or not after or before a few things (mainly ' , . : ! ? etc) ..