A/N: It feels like forever since we last saw Stasy fight. Althought its short, enjoy!
Hair Net
"Today is the day of a fight that seems to be fascinating!" The boisterous voice of the locquacious announcer rang throughout the stadium. "He came here today throwing everything on the table, and didn't wait to enter the scene: Gon! Four victories and one efeat in five meetings!"
The young boy, Gon, stared intentively at his opponent, the strange masked man with no legs, only a single wooden peg on which he balanced himself with a cane. His dark purple cloak hid all other features of the hooded man, rendering him the appearance of a ghoul.
"Ready?" The referee looked at the two ready opponents. "BEGIN!!"
Immeadiately, Gon's Ten flared up and he bent his knees, waiting for the ghoul to attack. However, the ghoul took its time and pulled out ten identical red tops. They glowed a fierce orange with his aura and began to spin on their own, atop his leveled game.
"You're lucky to start with me, kid," the masked guy chuckled. "Because I have no strength. So you won't die!"
"That's it!" The announcer leapt out of her seat. "Guido has revealed his spinning tops! He throws ten spinning tops that he manipulates to attack!"
"Let's go!" Guido flung the tops towards Gon. "The Waltz of Combat!"
"Three fractures and twelve cracks in your ribs," Killua sighed as he looked at the bandaged mass that was Gon. "It'll take 4 months for you to recover. Stupid animal!"
"Sorry," Gon stuck out his tongue with no sincere feelings to his apology.
"I don't care about your apologies!!" Killua fiercely poked Gon in the forehead. "What the hell went through your mind?! You saw what happens to people who come here without knowing Nen, right? A bit more, and you would've been finished like them! Consider yourself really lucky that it didn't end worse! Why do you think four-eyes taught us this stuff?"
"I know, but..." Gon trembled under his chastisement. "I thought everything would be ok, and I endureed his attacks several times! If I was able to protect my vital points, I wouldn't die!"
"Whatever, just never do something so stupid, ever again!" Killua kicked his face with his foot, causing further injury to an already wounded boy.
"I guess I'll have to undergo Stasy's-I mean Rage's scolding now, right?" Gon rubbed his nose after Killua removed his foot.
"If she even saw the fight," Killua rolled his eyes.
"What do you mean? She wasn't there with you?"
"No, I haven't seen her since this morning. Four-eyes said she's been asking him for guidance and training."
"She really hates the idea of not being able to touch you, doesn't she?" Gon smiled.
"I think I'd like it that way," Killu grumbled, and then he turned serious. "But if her body naturally does that, don't you think it'll be dangerous for her to stop? I mean, have you ever really seen that girl eat? There's something strange about her, besides her psychological issues."
Before the conversation could progress further, a knock resounded from the door and Killua left to allow none other than Wing to enter the room of the hospital section of the Celestial Tower.
"F-forgive me," Gon trembled at the firm grip Wing had placed on his shoulder and the extreme ferocity in his eyes.
"No way!" Wing growled back, then turned back to Killua, hand still holding Gon prisoner. "How long will the convalescence last?"
"About two months," Killua fibbed.
"I see," Wing turned back to Gon. "For two months, it is forbidden for youto fight, Gon, and I won't even let you excercise Nen, or study it! If you don't respect these conditions, I'll consider myself to have nothing to do with you anymore. What do you say?"
"Ok, I promise," Gon let out a sigh of relief and mentally thanked Killua for shortening his punsihment term.
"Give me your left hand," Wing commanded. He tied a red piece of yarn around Gon's pinky. "The Wire of Pledge. When you look at it, you'll remember your promise."
"Yes," Gon nodded, examining the red string.
"Killua, you come with me," Wing jutted his thumb over his shoulder and led the white haired assassin away.
"Zushi is waiting for us at the hotel," he said after they had walked into the busy hallway. "If you don't mind excercising with us..."
"No, for me, that's ok," Killua said as he began to walk off. "I don't like acting on my own. If Gon keeps his promise, I'll resume with him."
Wing smiled softly. "Tell Gon that even if he can't practice the Sensation Nen, he can still practice the Inflammation Nen. Tell him to do the Ten of Point everyday!"
Killua waved to signal his understanding and was lost in the crowd.
The silver haired boy walked down the hallway to Gon's room, contemplating what he had just saw at Hisoka's fight. It was gorey, no doubt, and only further proved the insanity of the infamous magician.
Killua stopped dead in his tracks as he slowly closed the door to Gon's room behind him. He stared in blank awe at the young country boy balancing on only his hands.
"Oh, Killua," the onyx haired boy noticed him. "I was just about to visit you!" He flipped back onto his feet.
"And...your injuries?" Killua managed to voice out.
Gon flipped about for a while and then clasped his fists. "Perfect! I think I'm totally healed!"
Killua couldn't believe this kid. He recovered in only one month a four month's time expecte to heal. He was as inhuman as Stasy. 'Speaking of Stasy...'
"Have you heard?" Killua went back to his sanity. "Stasy's fight has been decided. It's today. Do you wanna watch?"
"Of course!" Gon jumped with glee. "I'm eager to see what all this 'training' she's been doing has resulted! I've barely seen her since we first got here!"
"Me too," Killua said.
"Sorry, Gon," Wing suddenly appeared in the doorway, which caused the boys to jump, "but watching a fight is also a way of learning Nen. You can't go."
"Ahhh, but I spent my money on two front row seats," Killua pouted. "Who know how many boxes of chocolate I could've bought with that money!"
"It's ok, Killua," Gon smiled. "Go without me. I'm not gonna break my promise so soon."
"You do know that you can record a battle on the TV, right?" Killua whispered to him after Wing had left, and without another word, he skipped off.
"The match between Ecstasy and Sadoso is about to begin!" the anouncer raised the crowds spirits with her own sky-high one. "Ecstasy is the only girl of her age to have made it this far in the history of the Celestial Tower! At the young age of 13, she's astounded audiences with her surprising amount of power and speed, along with her loveable personality, she's even won herself some fans in the crowd!"
At this, Stasy winked and blew kisses causing the roar of the audience to grow even louder and won some whistles from a certain crowd.
Killua protruded his lower lip and glowered at the cheering spectators. 'She's gonna get a swelled head.'
"And her opponent, Sadoso, also known as the rookie hunter!" the announcer introduced Stasy's opponent. "With his Noh mask and one arm, he may not seem formidable, but watch out for his invisible arm! What will the outcome of such a battle be? Well, ladies and gentlemen, we're about to find out!"
Stasy smiled sweetly at the blank face of her opponent. Although it didn't show under his mask, Stasy could feel this guy silently laughing at having to fight a little girl. But here in the Celestial Tower, underestimating an enemy could mean certain death.
"Are you ready?" The referee looked between the two. "BEGIN!"
Immeadiately, the atmosphere around Stasy's became dark and her purple aura emitted from her evilly chuckling form. The cheers from the crowd suddenly fell silent, as the once sweetly smiling girl sent shivers down everyone's spine. She plucked a single hair from her haid and wrapped it between her fingers between both her hands, and it was immeadiately engulfed in her purple Nen.
"I'll show you who can't win without moving a foot!" the young girl growled venomously.
Killua turned to Wing, who was sitting next to him, and sweating more than anyone else in the arena.
"W-we got into a disagreement during her training," Win explained. "She thought that with her new technique she developed, she could win her next match without moving a foot. Of course, I told her that was ridiculous, and she seemed to take offense when I told her 'You can't do it.' I never knew she could be so proud."
Killua swalloed a lump in his throat as he looked at the beast Wing had just awakened. Sadoso was dead meat.
"Never say 'can't' to me, four-eyes!" Rage growled furiously at Sadoso, who looked at her quizically. It appeared that in her rage, she had lost sight of reality.
She thrust her hands apart, and ten long brown spikes, which Killua recognized to be the hair she had taken from earlier, flew straight for Sadoso, who quickly dodged them. And in the place he previously occupied, huge spikes broke the concrete ground.
"After showing her the flower example," Wing answered Killua's astonished look. "Stasy found her weapon of choice to be 'the one thing that defines her,' her hair. For a girl, I suppose a love for hair would be normal, but with her it seems unnatural. Even if hair is technically 'dead', it can still be considered a living thing, and thus can conduct Nen like any other living thing. Channeling her Nen into her hair, she can make it as hard as steel and change it length, width, flexibilty and even movement. It's similar to Hisoka's 'Pansy Gum' technique, but with her hair, she can actually sever a man's head off."
After running from Rage's deadly hair, Sadoso, finally decided to go on the offensive, but to the normal eye, nothing happened. Killua could infer that he was using his "invisible hand", he'd heard about. Instantly, a thick net of hair flew up in front of her, and blocked the unseen attack. Sadoso stepped back, appalled that she had executed such a feat. And once the wall of hair retracted back to the little wisps around her fingers, he saw it. He once tawny eyes were glowing a bright and fierce purple.
"Gyo," Wing said. "If you concentrate the Nen into your eyes, you can see other people's Nen as well."
Killua glared at him darkly.
"Well, she begged," Wing put his hands up defensively, "and you refused to train until Gon trained, so..."
"And that's a KO, folks!" the announcer interrupted them. "With her astounding technique with her hair, Ecstasy had just swung Sadoso around ruthlessly and slammed him into the floor! Sadoso is unconcious and declared unable to continue. Ecstasy wins!"
Within minutes, the battle had finished. Wing and Killua didn't even see the finishing blow in the few seconds they were turned away. Rage looked up at them with one of the most eerie smiles Killua had seen in his assassinhood. Discerning from her smug look, they could tell she hadn't moved an inch since the beginning of the fight.
Hisoka smiled, almost proudly, from the top row of the arena. His little "sister" had just creating an even more powerful technique than his "Pansy Gum." Excluding the fact it could be seen, Stasy's technique was almost invincible. 'I wonder if she'll give it a clever name,' he thought as he walked away.
"Hair Net technique?!" Killua and Gon repeated dumbly.
"Yeah, because I can create a net with my hair around my victim, rendering them immobile!" Stasy pointed out.
"But...that's..." Gon began, but then Killua finished off his sentence with, "such a lame name!"
"You can do more than just ceate a net with it!" Killua argued.
"Yeah, but that's its defining trait," Stasy protested. "I can't think of a better name than that!"
"Hair Whip or something!" Killua threw his hands in the air dramatically. "Anything would be better than Hair Net. You know, naming your signature move is as important as creating it to any respectable fighter."
"Well, that's the name and I'm sticking with it," Stasy stuck her tongue out at him.