Wow. To be honest I wasn't expecting this much favorites and followers this quickly. Especially on the first day. I was quite surprise, I think I've gotten 3 favorites and 4 followers and one review on the first day! Now six days later this story now has 9 favorites and 10 followers and two reviews! Thanks guys! x3

Guest: I'm glad you love it, and here's the next chapter for ya!

Guest (Vere): Thanks for the review man! I'm glad that you're liking this and looking forward to future chapters.

Also I want to point out that this chapter and the second one will be mainly focusing on the OC background. I would love to write chapters for each part of how the Oc grew up, but I have a feeling that if I did that I would get writers block before I even HIT the main story line. And I really don't want that. So I'll have story stories about the Oc talking about her life, up till the Hunter Exam. I apologize for that I just want to move things along.

On another note, Hisoka might be occ, since I'm trying my best to picture on how he would treat a child of his own. I'm trying my best to keep him in character, so if he does act a bit OCC then I apologize.

Thank you to the people that have favorite and follow and reviewed this story!

Disclaimer: I don't know Hunter x Hunter

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My x new x life x story Part 1

Nagisa Morow

Nagisa Morow

Nagisa fucking Morow

As in Hisoka Morow.

It's official. Life truly hates me.

How did I come to this conclusion? It's pretty simple. I don't know how many months it has been once my sight become perfectly clear. But when it did and I got a good look at my new father's face…I almost fainted in shock.

…

…Okay I did faint in shock (But who could blame me!). And I parentally freaked out Hiso—excuse me—my father out by my sudden faintness. I would have laugh at that, if I wasn't in this situation.

Getting back on track the reason on how I now know my last name, is the fact that while I was watching Hunter x Hunter I had google the characters to get a bit of info on them. I never really look down at the plot I was just curious about the character info on them and I had caught Hioska's last name.

Honestly if I had a choice in this matter of being reborn in this world, I would be happy to be related to Gon or maybe Kurapika or or be born from two random parents and NOT know that I was born in this world. I would take that over being with Hisoka. Who I might start dubbing as, Papa-Pedo.

…I wonder what his reaction will be, when I say that as my first set of words to him. When do babies began to talk again? …Meh, I'll find out when my vocals begin to work. There is another thing I notice during my time here.

I'm a bastard!

Yep, my parents had unsafe sex. How do I know this? Well the Hisoka right now looks like a teen. If I had to guess his probably 16 or 17.

Wow, what else can I add to my new background!?

Oh, how about…I don't have a mother!

Wonderful! This is already starting to feel like a fanfiction story.

The time I notice that I didn't have a mom when I 'woke up, is that I never had a 'breast feed' (Thank you god!) I just drank from a bottle. And I never heard a woman's voice around me…okay scratch that, Hisoka travels a lot and I get a lot comments from women, but none them ever said about me being their daughter. So I'm just going to go on a limb here and guess that she died… I honestly don't know how to feel about that.

Truthfully the only thing that surprises the most so far in this life is that Hisoka knows how to feed a baby. Much less know how to take care of one.

Sigh…there really isn't much too talk about right now. Being a baby sucks, for a while I could only wiggle my body around and babble in baby language and cry. I'm so happy that I can crawl right now! Now I won't be bored out of my mind, wondering where we'll be traveling next.

And speaking of crying…I need to get my Papa-Pedo attention. I need a new diaper, like now. Even though I really don't like it, I don't like sitting in my own poop, so I'll just deal with it. Much to my embarrassment.

So commence the crying!

"Wwwwwaaaaaaahhhhhhh!"

"O-Oya, what is it now?"

*First words*

After some time, I finally manage to say my first words. About time too and it also helped me to figure how old I am. Six months old, I recently remember that babies tend to start speaking words around that age. I only remember this since I literally have nothing to do! The only thing I can do is let my mind wonder or crawl around. So for the past six months I've been bored out of my mind. Why couldn't this be more of a fanfiction where you can skip all this and just get straight to the plot? Honestly what God did I piss off to deserve this fate?

Well, I might not be a god but I am in my own mind so I'm going to speed things along. I'm going to talk about the time I spoke my very first words in this world? Cue evil grin.

The day I started crawling was the day that I refuse to be pick up. Not because I don't to be near my new father (Yeah it is), I just hate been carried around. It was something I hated even in my previous life. Of course there are times that I have no choice but to corporate in being picked up. Like now, I'm currently in Hisoka's arms as we walked through some random town. I wish I could tell you what town I'm in, but seeing as I can't read the signs yet I can't.

Strange how I can understand what their saying, yet I can't read a damn word here.

As I sat in Hioska's arm and looking around at the things that I could still seeing in my very limited vision, I looked up at Hisoka. For a long time I've been debating on whether or not I should call him my father or by his name. There are a lot of names I could give to this guy, like; Pedo-clown.

"Hmm~?" Hisoka came to a halt in his walking and looked down at me with his closed-eye grin. He must have notice me staring at him. "What is it little Nagisa?"

Well as people have said before, a baby's first words leaves a strong impression. Let's seeing if I can speak now? I slowly open my small chubby mouth and began to try get a word out.

"Pa…"

"Oh?" I felt him stiffen up a bit as he open his eyes.

"Pa…do"

Come on you damn words!

"Are you trying to say 'Papa', little Nagisa?" Hisoka asked with a raised brow.

"Pa…ah…"

"Almost. It's Pa-pa."

"Pa-pa…"

"Yes that's right~!"

"Pe-do."

"Eh?" Hisoka froze as if was trying to make sure he heard that correctly. "What was that Nagisa?"

I blinked staring up at him as a smile grew on my face. "Papa-Pedo!"

I kid you not, when I say that I saw a big rock landing on top of Hisoka's head with the words that I'm guessing that says 'Papa-Pedo' on it. I thought you could only see that in anime, guess not. Hisoka looked back at me and let out a strain laugh. "No, no, Nagisa. It's Papa. Pa-Pa."

"…Pedo!" I added at the end.

"Papa."

"Pedo."

"Papa."

"Pedo."

"Pa-Pa."

"Pe-do."

This argument went on for a while. With both of us going back in forth on how I should say 'Papa'. It was quite an amusing site to see. A teenage boy arguing with a baby, that was until the police came over after some people heard our argument and became concern about me. They went off asking us questions asking who Hisoka is and what his relationship to me is.

"I'm her father."

The policeman gave him a long stare, and it doesn't take a genius to read his mind to know what his thinking. Since I don't know what I look like right now, I don't know if I bear a resemblance to Hisoka. For all I know I could look like my mother. After a minute of silence one of the officers looked at me and gave me a friendly smile and asking in sweet (annoying) tone, who this man was.

My response.

"Papa-Pedo."

Silence.

That's all I have to say.

Silence.

It wasn't long till the police took me and Hisoka to the station and I could tell the Hisoka was trying hard not to kill them. Either he doesn't want to get in more trouble (That would be surprising if that was the case) or doesn't want to kill in front of a baby (I'm pretty sure he'll still do that…if it wasn't his child his killing in front of). I honestly don't know.

After our time there and getting tested at the hospital that shows that I was indeed Hisoka's child, and then they exam me to see if there was anything wrong with me. When nothing came back, they let us go.

As Hisoka walked out of the hospital building with me in his arms once more, he let out a deep sigh and looked down at me. "You're going to be trouble magnet aren't you?"

I smiled.

"Yep!"

Out of the mouths of babies, I suppose.

*Appearance*

For a long while I have been wondering what I looked like now, compared to when I was still alive in my world. Do I still have the same looks of blond hair and green eyes or do I have a different appearance. Do I look like my mom or Hisoka or maybe a bit of both. Ever since that incident with my first choice of words and the police questioning if I was really Hisoka's daughter had me wondering. I mean if I really did look like Hisoka then I doubt they would have taken us to do a blood test to see if it was true.

As I grew I was able to make out small glimpse of what I look like. When my arms aren't covered or when Hisoka baths me (Very embarrassing. This is why I call him Papa-Pedo), I could see that my body is a light tan color. So I defiantly don't have Hisoka's pale skin tone. I can sort of see why the police had their doubts, but what made me really see why they had their doubts was my hair.

Now my hair as of now isn't very long, the only time I see it is when it starts to cover my eyes or when the wind blows. During those times I saw white, not silver-that-looks-white-in-anime type but white, pure white.

I was two years old when I saw my whole appearance. We were at a hotel—correction I was at the hotel. Papa-Pedo went out to do god knows what. (Yeah smart move there Dad, leave a two year old by herself in a hotel late at night.) The hotel we we're staying at had a fully body mirror next to the door. I was sitting on the bed watching a random program, till I looked over at the mirror and the curiosity got the best of me.

Heading over to the mirror and my jaw just drop to the ground. Well…I was right about my hair color, but that's not what shocked me. Oh no, what shocked me was who I looked like.

Nagisa Momoe.

Nagisa Momoe a character from the anime Puella Magi Modoka Magica, an anime that I saw before I started the Hunter x Hunter series.

…Funny how our names are the same and the last names are a bit close only with the first two letters that are the same. However there is only one key point that is different from that character and me.

Our eyes.

While hers are yellow and red, mine is a simple yellow that same color as Hisoka. Welp, there's one thing I have in common with him. Honestly, when I first saw myself in this mirror I would have never guess that I had any blood relation to Hisoka. The only time that one can see the resembles is if you point out that we are related to each other. I don't know what I looked like when I was an infant, but now as I grew older there is a faint resembles, you just have to look really hard to see it.

I do wonder…

…What does my mom look like?

Do I fully resemble her?

How does Hisoka feel about me looking like her?

…These are question that even I don't know if I'll ever get the answers too.

Just what is the story behind my birth?