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Summary : A lost soul. Met a guy and got transferred into the world of Hunter x Hunter. Don't even know when the canon starts she determined to find out and prevent the massacre for happening. However she doesn't know if the fate already deciding something for her. WARNING! Pre-canon! (Female SI)
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Disclaimer: "Hunter X Hunter" is not mine.
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CHAPTER II
I was reading in my father's office, surrounded by many of the books. I frowned. It's been a few weeks after Pravss went to the Hunter Exam, he isn't back yet. I'm getting worried. How's he doing? Is he okay there? Because Hunter Exam is really dangerous. I know they didn't show it on the show, but I know many people die in the process and it's not reassuring at all to know that my brother is one of the many people who take it. I don't even know about Pravss's powers at all. But, I'm not questioning my father's decision. Because he will never give a permission to Pravss if he knows my brother incapable of doing that. So, for now I will calmly wait for him.
"Hello, puppy." My eye twitched. I saw Yuufa aunty approaching me and sit beside me. I decided to express my displeasure against her nickname.
"Hello, aunty. Would you kindly please call me Ashe instead of… that?" she was giggling.
"And why would I do that?" she asked with mischief smile.
"Because I am your favorite niece?" I said with my innocent expression.
She squealed and hugs me tightly. I choked. With that petite and slender body, aunty Yuufa really had an extreme power in her hands. If she didn't stop right now, I know I will definitely faint because of my lack of oxygen.
"Baby, she needs air." In an instant aunty Yuufa released me.
I look at my savior relived. "Hello, uncle Glein."
Uncle Glein stood in front of the door with his usual black kimono. He smirked, definitely amused that I almost died suffocated by his wife's hands, "Hello, lil' Ashe."
"I will accompany our little nephew, Glein." Aunty Yuufa look at her husband beside me.
"Ok. I will be at Old hag's place. Enjoy yourself." With that, he disappeared.
I looked at aunty Yuufa curiously, "Who is Old hag?"
Aunty Yuufa laughed hard. She clutched her stomach, trying to control her laughter. They key word is control. She looks at me with her hand wiped a tear, still smiling.
"Oh my! Don't copy his taste of names, dear. Shidou is not an old had, she is actually looking younger than your mother." Aunty Yuufa tried to explain.
"But, there is a reason uncle Glein called her that, right?" she nodded.
"Yeah, it's because she is in the same generation with the previous King."
"The previous king?" I parroted.
"Yes, your grandfather. She is his childhood friend."
Holy crap!
If my parents actually more than hundreds, it's made her more than, what… thousand? Then I understand uncle Glein's reason to call her an Old hag.
I shivered. This is really hell of clan.
Poke.
I look at her. "Do not worry about that. You will accustomed to this in no time, dear." I pouted. "So, this is a rare opportunity. I am here. And you can ask me anything you want to know, since your aunty is a generous person." She winked at me.
I gave her a wide grin. "Nee, aunty. Why don't you told me about our clan?"
"Sure, what do you want to know?"
I frowned, thinking. "What about the color of uncle Glein's eyes. Is that our clan's?"
She smiled, "Yes, it is."
"But, I never saw anyone beside uncle Glein who had that color."
"Ah! It's a long history, dear. But if you like to know, your father had that and a few of us."
"Is that including you, aunty? And mother?"
She chuckled, "You sure are a curious child, you know. Like your father." She moved in front of me, "Well, for your questions. No, we are not, unfortunately."
I asked "Why?"
She smiled, "The eyes is our bloodline, dear. A trigger to activate it is you must be in the death or life situation. That's why there are only a few of us whom had that."
"I see."
"Let me tell you a story about our clan before that." I nodded.
"A long time ago –oh my, it feels like I'm old already– there is a war. A war to gain more power and lands. As a different entities, our clan head –the Red King– refused to take sides. But human is full of greed and of course we are too. We are human too, you know, despite our immortality. So, because of that our clan split in two fractions.
The King, he refused to take sides because he wants to be the only King in the world. His belief that the world is in need of one king to conquer it. Our clan is superior above all, especially to human with their limited lifespan and they are no match for us. So, he believes us as superior being should rule the world to bring peace.
The others disagree with his belief. Because in our history, we are always to be the one whom support from behind the scene. The neutral ones. They believe we exist to use our abilities to help people. The ability to heal the world.
So, after many disagreements. The king's announcement that the ones whom defied him shall be executed. As an immortal beings, they aren't afraid. But one man never knows what their King had in his sleeves. The King's trusted person had developed a way to kill his kin. Many people died. The ones who afraid to go against him lay low and support his decision and the others fled to the outside.
Many years latter, the war breaks free and our king is getting bolder and bolder. Many humans died, deflected, turned against other humans and so on. That was the dark ages. And the ones who fled to the outside –the rebels– gathered peoples –humans– who had the same belief with them.
To end the war.
There are so many deaths, from the both sides. The rebels actually won. And after the war ends, the realization struck them hard that the war has taken so many lives. With that, they vowed to never have a hand in the outside's affair anymore.
They choose the new King and isolated themselves. As for the humans whose help them, they decided to give them connections as their gratitude. The humans formed a clan with the same bloodlines as ours. They are still a mortal, but they'd have an immense power as a human and the eyes of ours."
The gears in my brain works. I looked at her after her story ends. She smiled at me. No, that's impossible. They are not real. They are not…
"Their clan's name is Kurta Clan."
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And the history lessons end.
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