Leorio: Chapter four, the most depressing chapter ever Ç_Ç *Holding a teddy bear and sniffing*
Kurapika: *Glancing at him*… Pathetic -_-'
Leorio: SHADDUP! *muttering* you heartless *sniff* …stupid sadistic…*SNIIIFF* THING!
Kurapika: …ô.õ
Gon: Enjoy =D!
All of a sudden, the tiny thing stopped and looked at the door, the fear stamped on his eyes. I think he also heard the sound of stomping coming from outside, but still quite far from where we're located. I felt his body moving fast on the bed, coming closer to me, and then he wrapped his chubby arms around my waist. I didn't care. But wait minute… He's… Trembling? Turning my head to face him, I saw that his face was already buried under his arms and almost squeezing me to death. My goodness, what did they do to-
- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! – The scream came so loudly it hurt my ears, and made the poor thingy whine.
For instinct I wrapped my arms around him and pressed his still trembling body to mine, trying to appease the boy. It worked a little, but again, there was this mad-creepy-creature roaring for God, Ghandi and dunno, maybe the moles.
- KIIILLUAAAA! MY POOR BABY! – I deduced that the 'mad-creepy-creature' was Killua's lovely mother.
"OOH! The meat ball is Killua!" I could still feel his body shaking.
- You know, I really don't blame you for being scared of that… Thing.
Suddenly, the door was open and a pair of dull and lukewarm eyes stared into mine.
- Oh. You're here. – Not a single emotion or… Life was there.
I didn't move from where I was now standing (I got up in a second when I heard the sound of the door being open), but held the little one a bit tighter, on a protective way. The girl (Oh well, it has a long and black hair, but aside that, the creature is genderless) noticed this, and said:
- Don't worry. I'm not the one who's going to kill you. – And casually turned away, as if she said something about the weather or the color of the walls.
Before I could do anything but raise a confused-yet-concerned eyebrow, another woman (this time the thing got breasts, but wore robotic glasses and a dress taken from the past century. Ok, it's a start!) rushed, panting, into the room, and yelled at me:
- YOU! – She pointed her slim finger at me, and made a dramatic break, as if waiting for my line. Oh jeesh…
- Yes… Ma'am? – I'm just being partially polite in respect of the still frighten… Killua thing. If not, I would be jumping to their jugular. Nah, probably running like there's no tomorrow, for only-llamas-know-where. Speaking of it, WHERE THE HELL am I?
- Take your paws off my precious baby! – Ouch. I have fox ears. I have a fox tail. But I do not have paws! At least, not now!
Playing dumb, I asked:
- Ooh, so you're his… mother? – I could swear my eyes were twitching.
- Of course I am, you devilish creature! – Strike two. I could feel the bat making its shape on my skull. – Can't you see the similarity?
I looked to the girl with hollow eyes, soundlessly asking for help. She noticed, and shrugged. "Well, great. Thanks a lot, sis"
- Enough! I'm tired of your filthy claws hurting my baby, so give him back right NOW! – The robotic woman shouted.
If little thingy wasn't holding tight to me, the woman would be cut down to pieces in something like 0.2 seconds. But I'd make damn sure there'd be no blood on her precious walls. Yup, I could do that. I'm good at killing people, even thou I have admitting it. I decided to go with my most precious weapon: the psychological attack. Looking to the colorless hair explosion trembling on my arms, I said:
- I guess, he's the one who doesn't want to go with you, ma cher. – I faced her with my defying glare. And a cynic smile, of course.
At the first two seconds, there was this awkward silence, the tension spreading through the gloomy room. And then she opened her mouth, but no sound came from it, because a hand suddenly appeared on the woman's shoulder, making her get instantly calmer. Well, not calmer, but at least less… dangerous.
It was the hands of that weird old man I saw yesterday… Ouch. "My head still hurts. Okay, now I remember what happened last night. Sort of…" My mind was trying to remember last night events, and paying attention to every move of every soul in that room. Mr. Weird Whiskers moved his head to look me in the eyes and sighed.
- Kikyo. She's now part of the family, and will live and learn with us.
Kikyo had a disgusted look, but made no objections. I bet my face wasn't as 'pokerish' as it should, too. Live with them? Learn with them? Eeesh, my brain's melting; I can even hear the sirens and my neurons running like crazy trying to reorganize my thoughts. The old man continued:
- Yako. Give Killua to Illumi and follow me. – But he didn't move his foot. Hm, waiting to see if I'd freak out. "He must think I'm some sort of dangerous beast. Cool! Someone finally realized my natural gift for disaster!"
The said kid was still holding tightly, but his face wasn't buried on my chest. It was facing Illumi. Every second was precious, so I took some time to walk toward her… his… it's direction. Reluctantly, I handed meat ball, who was silently crying and looking to me. My heart gained a ton every tear I saw flowing down his chubby checks, and finally broke into stupid little pieces when I realized our hands still tied together. I gave him – and only him – a little but warm smile.
- Don't worry Killua, I'll be seeing you again. – And poked his nose. Somehow, he got the real message.
"I'll be there for you, no matter what. I'll protect you, it's okay. "
"Promise?" – He asked me with his eyes.
"I promise." – I answered in his head, and he finally let go of my hand but didn't look away.
- Ready? – It was the old man again. I think his name is Zero… Zebo… Zeno? Pfssh, never mind, too complicated.
Inwardly, I promised myself not to look at anybody's eyes again. At least in this… Place. No one shall hear my voice or notice any sort of emotion or personality coming from me. My soul? My capacity to feel or understand people's feelings? Hidden, locked up. I bet my eyes were as empty as Illumi's. Well, that was a question so I have to answer it, right?
- I was born ready. – He seemed satisfied, and guided me to the giant hall, taking me deeper into the strange house, seeming darker and creepier at every step we took.
Too dramatic, I admit it. But I would never know that I was right to think that these were almost my last words for a long, long, LONG time. In the other hand, I knew I was right on one thing: 'Yako' doesn't exist anymore. In her place, there's a perfect killing machine, with the most accurate moves you'll ever see. I've been always aware of the fact that my body was made exclusively to kill, destroy and torture, but I've always tried to do otherwise. And now, these creeps were going to unleash my inner self, a dark power that no one should ever know.
"I'm an empty body, incapable of feeling anything, but perfectly able to destroy anything that gets on my way." I thought. Then why this old man and his son (Silva suddenly popped out of the shadows) are still alive? First: I'm still too weak to defeat them. Second: They're not on my way. Actually, these assassins (I deduced this by myself) were going to make the giant favor of training me for my real purpose without knowing: Killing the "oh-so-blessed" child, who's probably going through the same thing (except perhaps, the dramatic episodes I had gone through).
- You're going to learn everything we can teach you, and in return, we want you to be the greatest assassin ever to put a foot in this planet. Understood?
- Yes. – Pfssh, in this planet? Easy.
- We'll also give you our name, Zaoldyeck. And we're also going to show you some sort of thing we discovered from your past. – WHOA WHOA, HOLD IT THERE! HOW ON BLOODY-ZOMBIE-COW'S PLANET COULD THEY POSSIBLY KNOW ANYTHING FROM MY PAST? – We've been searching about it last night, and found out some pretty nasty things from your parents. – Ah, ok. They're some sort of weird stalkers, and found things that I've been searching for since I was born. I see. CURSEYOUDAMNCRAZYSONOFA- - We're willing to give this knowledge to you, but you'll have to do everything we'll teach like… PERFECTLY.
He looked at me, trying hard to find any sort of emotion on my face, but my well-trained poker face was doing a great job hiding all of them (I never thought that someday I'd say this, but it's all thanks to Mrs. Fossil. *Shivers, shivers and invisible thunders everywhere*).
- Do we have a deal, Yako?
- … Yes. – And these were my last words for a very. Long. Time.
._~.:X.X.X:.~_.
If someone asks, I wouldn't be able to point out everything that happened on these past six years. Just a few things got stuck on my brain, like little but important things.
I remember being forced to train to exhaustion, receiving electric and physical treatment, and not being able complain, I mean, not even open my mouth to demonstrate pain. Speaking of it, the word isn't on my vocabulary anymore.
I remember being left alone on a weird building, and getting away after reaching a determined floor, only a month or so later. I was something like six years.
I remember a giant beast-dog and my irrational fear for it getting worse, only to increase my already abnormal senses and reflexes, and every time a tear would escape my eyes, the creature would be released, and I was supposed to run or fight it for my life. Literally.
Mostly, I remember watching Killua grow every day, but the joyful sparkle in his eyes seemed to disappear in the same speed. We did spend some time together, even in the isolation chamber. But my most sad and painful memory, is about my last day in Zaoldyeck's mansion, on my 10th birthday. It was still night, so I soundlessly sneaked into his room. He was four at body, but his eyes and mind were really older. So, in my mind, meat ball would understand, but after so many years without a single feeling, I wouldn't dream about the possibility that he is a child, and he does like me as a sister.
- I'm sorry nii-chan. You know I can't stay here. And you also know that this day would come.
I was gently caressing his face, wiping away any tear that dared to escape his eyes. His face was frowned, and his mind was working at full speed. If the situation wasn't heart-breaking, I'd be chuckling at his worried face.
- Yes you can! We… We're supposed to stay together, remember? We're family! You're MY sister, only MINE! – He was sobbing and trembling inside my protective hug. – You promised… - Killua whined, still in my arms.
- Killua, my darling, pay attention to what I'm going to say.
He sniffed and stared into my eyes. I took it as a yes.
- We both knew that I couldn't always be by your side.
- But you said…
- Shhuush. – I placed a finger on his lips - I know what I said. I won't be here, but I will protect you, no matter what. Got it?
He nodded, because speaking was impossible. Oh, the scene was tearing my heart into tiny insignificant pieces. His tears, the (almost) soundless cry and his eyes were making everything worse. How could I let him here? But who am I to stop him from… Well, learning? I knew this was pure torture, the most painful I've ever had to go through, but I didn't want to be the one who'd take away from him his chance of escaping from this mad house. He had to do this by himself.
- Can't I at least keep some memories?
- Nope. I'm sorry little one.
- I won't remember you… at all?
- Well, that's the idea. But we were together for too much time. You won't recognize me at once, but I guess… You'll have that strange feeling that you know me somewhere, somehow.
- We'll meet again. Right?
- Of course. – With the tip of my fingers, I caressed his chubby face. - I love you Killua, my little brother.
- And I... I love you onee-chan! I always will, even if I don't remember you
We hugged even tighter and cried together. While we shared that last moment, I searched his mind looking for thoughts and memories of me, and immediately erasing them. He yelled every time he felt one of his precious memories going away. But I was selfish. Some tiny little recordings, little sensations, and little feelings he had for me, of us together were kept in there, but in a secret spot. Hopefully, I someday he get to see me again, he'll remember. Or at least, have a nice feeling to be around me.
- I'll always protect you – A tear. – I'll always love you – His tiny fingers digging in my back, as if to stop me from going away. - And I'll always remember you.
With that, I mentally knocked him out, one of my new abilities, and gently placed him on his bed. Looking to his face being illuminated by the moonlight, he looked so peaceful. Softly kissing his forehead, I soundlessly made my way to the window, not being capable of looking back, and like with the grace of a feline, I jumped out. And ran. Ran to anywhere. Ran to nowhere. Ran like an insane person, all of my hidden emotions came back, and were flowing freely through my eyes, making me cry as loud as I could. It hurt. It was more painful that any physical pain. But it was somehow good too. For me, it meant a new beginning. No, not a beginning. It's simply the next step to reach my purpose. And I could feel: It was SO close. And my memory ends there, by seeing the lights of the city and heading to the dock, running and still sobbing desperately. I heard the boat's stunning toot, and fell to my knees, hiding behind some boxes. "Going away, at last. I'm so sorry Killua, and I hope someday you'll understand." With that, I passed out, only awaking in the middle of the 'trip', hearing some weirdoes talking about some…
- Hunter you say? – He said. Hm… Interesting.
Leorio: *Whacks Haruna with his Teddy bear.* HOW COULD YOU? *Sniiiiifs*
Haruna: I DON'T KNOW D8 Here have this, you're getting disgusting. *Hands a tissue*
Leorio: Oh, thank you. BUT YOU'RE STILL A CRUEL AND HEARTLESS PERSON! *Blank expression* *Stares at Haruna all creped out* YOU! AND YOU! *Points to Kurapika, who's not-giving-a-damnly reading a book* YOU BOTH ARE- *Sobs. Again…*
Kurapika: *Looking to Haruna, smiling sheepishly* Welcome to the club. Only heartless, cruel and… What was the other one again?
Leorio: *From the corner of depression* FEELINGLESS!
Kurapika: Oh yes, and that one too.
Haruna: … Eeeh ö_ö
Hisoka and Illumi: Howdy, partner 8D!
Haruna: … That's… Disturbing Ö.Ö…
Kurapika: You'll get used to it. *Flipping the page*
Haruna: *Looking to Hisoka & CIA dancing to YMCA* Ë.Ö I think my soul just left, and I'll transform into a hollow… *twitching*
Kurapika: You'll get used to that too!
Haruna: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH ë.ë?
Kurapika: Te he he, joking! He he he… He… Oi, Haruna? What are you planning to do with that hammer toy? EH? HARUNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! *Runs like there's no tomorrow from Haruna, the hollow*
Kuroro: YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYMCA, I LOVE BEING THE Y 8D~ *unexplainable*
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