DISCLAIMER : Following the word itself "fanfiction", I do not own anything in this fiction and credits belong to the rightful creators of the manga: TOGASHI YOSHIHIRO, the publisher, the broadcasting companies of the anime both 1999 original version and 2011 remake - Nippon Animation and Madhouse, respectively and etc.
REPLIES TO COMMENTS
Zelda : Thanks for reading the first story ^^ Yes! You perfectly understood the story xD His travel in the past was meant to happen which was the cause of everything that has happened to both him and Illumi in the present. I'm sorry though, this fic is not supposed to be Yaoi so no HisoIllu here xDDD I ship them but I dont know how to write yaoi so hehehe xDDDD
Milye6 : *inhales-exhales* first off let me break down my replies into bullets (thankies!)
1.) Palm is not kidnapped xD Whatever happened to her is written in this new chappie xD
2.) True enough xD The cover gives off a rather negative and darker impression for the readers but I'm kinda lazy to look for an appropriate cover so if you have a pic you can suggest (please, I dont like fanarts) I would consider ( ^u^)
3.) There are only a few parts in here with subliminal adult humour in it so dont worry about it xD
4.) The word prolly is a clipping or abbreviation of the word probably (derived from the slurred pronounciation of the whole word itself). It's usually used informally, back then particularly in texts and online conversations which was nowadays widely used even colloquially. Sorry if it bothers you xD I cant help but use it specially when the speaker is informally speaking xD I use the whole word though when I'm not writing POV's xD
5.) It is entirely appropriate to write the numbers in words in literature. However, it also has rules and exemptions on when to use the hindu-arabic characters only (.ie you must write the number in words if it starts the sentence... etc). Personally though, in general I prefer to write solely in the hindu arabic characters because I'm a lazy ass and I don't follow a lot of rules specially that I categorize fanfictions as informal writing xDDDDD (Idk tho, you might also catch me sometime writing the whole word xD)
* PHEW! *
Thanks for pointing them out xD I hope you'd still read the next chapters xDDD This sequel was actually a bit too different from the prequel so I'm not too sure how people would take it xD
CHAPTER 4
-THE BACKSTORY 1-
(CONTINUATION OF THE LONG FLASHBACK)
"What are you doing here and who are you!" He hastily inquired. "Answer me or I'll slit your throat..."
"You sure are a newbie to Nen..." She answered back calmly. "Are you aware about the difference in our levels?"
"SHUT UP! I'M ASKING YOU! ARE YOU ONE OF HIS..."
Even before the guy could finish his words, his head flew away separating itself from his body, showering the grass with fresh, scarlet blood.
"What?... How?" Palm, confused, looked around as she raised her guards up... at the same time terrified of what she has witnessed.
AND ANOTHER ONE WAS ABOUT TO ATTACK HER FROM BEHIND!
She turned her back and formed a stance to prepare for an attack, however...
SWISH SWISH SWISH!
It rained needles all over covering the other assailant in it to his miserable demise.
She suddenly felt a very strong presence with a strong aura around the vicinity! And a huge number of assailants are about to attack!
To use clairvoyance or not? Palm was debating with her mind... "No... I will draw the attention of the strong presence the moment it figures out it is being watched..."
They started to appear one by one in front of her while a mysterious man with long jet black hair and pale skin has emerged from the shadows.
"That ominous aura... it belongs to him!" She thought as she trembled in fear and confusion. "And he was the one responsible for the death of these two...!" Palm clenched her fist, getting herself ready for a peril to come her way.
"I must... protect myself..."
"HAAAAH!" Knuckle growled growing out of patience. "OOHKAY! THAT'S IT! She's 2 hours late!"
"She's not answering her phone either..." Ikalgo shrugged.
"Hold it..." Spin interrupted as an ominous vibe started to fill the area. Kite who was resting in the corner, lying on the couch was awakened by the said presence.
"It's coming from the door!" Meleoron said.
"Eh?" Knuckle, still ticked, raised a brow.
"This vibe... is familiar..." Shoot uttered as they all locked their eyes on the door whilst an overcast of black undetermined aura started to reek from it.
Knock Knock.
They stared at each other, pushing each other on who gets the door.
Knock Knock.
"I don't get what the hell of an aura is this... It felt like the undead!" Ikalgo added.
The lights started to flicker that eventually went off leaving the whole place in pitch black darkness.
They gave each other terrified looks. It's not the same sensation they feel when there's a strong presence... but rather SOMETHING THAT DOESN'T LIVE AT ALL... Something ghastly, beyond human power and recognition...!
Knock knock.
"That was the third knock!" Meleoron and Ikalgo quivered as sweat started to form in their foreheads while the rest were on guard, preparing for something unexpected. Kite though resumed resting and remained lying down the couch despite the commotions.
"I'll get it." Colt marched forward passing through them, followed by Koala.
He slowly clicked the knob and pulled the door open...
...to reveal nothing.
"Eh?" Confused, Colt and Koala looked around to see no one.
And from the door slowly emerged an obscure image of an emaciated woman in a dress... with long, scraggly unruly hair covering her face, glowing red orbs and grey, dehydrated skin...
"Sorry... it took me long..." She spoke in a ghastly, lethargic, hoarse tone.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Are you REALLY sure t-that's... HER?!" Ikalgo leaned to Knuckle whispering to him while they watched the ghastly woman from afar as she prepared the ingredients for dinner.
"Mm-hm..." Knuckle nodded. "That's how she used to look like before she became an ant."
"I'm surprised her appearance drastically changed when she became an ant. It's been a long time since the last we have seen her looking and acting like that..." Shoot added. "That was like last year before the ant hunt."
All of them, including Kite's team lined up behind the kitchen door, taking a peak of Palm's ghastly 'new look' or rather 'real look'.
"Hm... Hahahaha..." Palm was giggling to herself as apparently she was watching someone with her right hand on her right eye while her left hand chopped some meat with a crooked butcher knife on a varying, spontaneous speed and strength. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The whole kitchen started to reek and get surrounded by that the same horrendous aura giving the whole place a negative, cringe-worthy vibe.
"She's maniacally laughing..." They all gave her a horrified look. "She seems to be watching someone..."
"So you guys mean, she's NORMALLY like... that?" Meleoron raised a brow.
"Yeah..." Knuckle nodded. "She's usually like that specially when stressed or tensed. And she's bound to have psychotic outbreaks like that every now and then..." He eventually walked out, putting his hands behind his neck. "Don't worry, she's fine." And then he sat back on the couch, followed by Shoot.
"It's just an outbreak. She either was disappointed or upset about something before she headed here. It will pass..." Shoot added.
"Yeah... 'Fine'... If that's how you define 'Fine'..." Stick and his puns again.
"I don't see that as anything 'fine'..." Banana and the rest agreed. "She looked like she's about to eat someone alive...!"
Palm suddenly quit laughing and chopping. The aura started to alleviate as well leaving the place quiet for a little while.
"She stopped..." They whispered to each other.
Palm's neck twitched like a goose with a broken neck as she gave out a single strong blow to the meat, spludging blood all over the walls... "No..." She was uttering to herself as she slowly turned back to look behind her.
"RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!" They paced away and scattered around just to save their dear lives from being sacrificed to the devil by the mysterious, ghastly woman whom Kunckle and Shoot claims to be Palm.
"Noooooo!" She continued groaning atrociously, repeatedly saying 'no' as she resumed chopping some meat now with an accelerating, orgasmic speed. "Hahahaha! STOOOP!" She giggled. "I MUST NOT SEE THIS! This is too private! I MUST NOT SEE IT! (Giggles demonically)"
Steam started to rush out of her ears before she slowly melted down to the floor like she had legs made of jellos. "He's just so... ohhhhh~~~"
"I've noticed this strange power was watching me, but I can't sense a presence around..."
The mysterious man with long, jet black hair sat on the couch after fastening his robe while talking to someone on the other line through his phone. His other hand holding a shotglass filled with liquor. He took a sip before uttering another statement as he overlooked the city from the glass wall of a room located in a mansion on top of a mountain.
"It has been watching me for hours eversince I got my quota for today's mission completed." He added. "The unknown entity stopped right when I took my robe off to take a shower."
"Ooooh... Looks like there's something interesting I have missed out while we haven't hang out for the past few months... " The person on the other line asked. "Is this why you called?"
"Yep..." He took the final sip then placed the empty shotglass on the desk nearby. "I presume you're free right?"
"Of course... I'm always free for anything that's fun to do."
"Good. Cuz we have a lot of 'fun' to do... I'll tell you the whole thing tomorrow..."
"I like that... (giggle) I will be waiting then...!"
"Do you think it's Knov?" Asked Shoot to Knuckle. "She used to like Knov right?"
"No idea... She never had this outbreak eversince she became an ant." Knuckle answered. "And we haven't gone in a mission together with them so I dunno..."
They continued discussing as they finally ate. The rest were a bit quiet like they were'nt really enjoying the food.
"Oi oi! What's up with those faces! We rarely get to eat like this!" Knuckle called them out. Kite's team and the ants appeared to be dumbfounded after the strange events that happened just this evening except for Kite himself, Colt and Koala who seemed unaffacted and unshaken.
The whole dining room was filled still with that ominous, ghastly aura while Palm in the background was sitting alone in the corner, giggling to herself, still seemingly watching someone with her clairvoyance, oozing flying black hearts everywhere. "AHAHAHAHAHA! Nooo~~~ Stoop~!"
"This could've been a great meal without this negative vibe reeking inside the room..." Spin said.
"How can you be fine eating like that with all these ominous aura surrounding us?" Ikalgo seconded.
"The aura is ominous but I don't sense any malicious or murderous intent." Kite spoke out. "There's nothing to worry about. I can guarantee it's still Palm herself with us."
"Nothing to 'worry' about!?" The rest excluding Knuckle and Shoot protested.
"The aura she gives off at the moment was pretty much different from the ones we used to encounter when she's upset. I'd say she looks happy right now that she got so tensed, she can't contain herself, thus the outbreak..." Shoot explained.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Palm screamed ballistically interrupting their discussion on the dining table. She cupped her face with her hands, shaking her head side to side frantically. "SO THAT'S IT! THIS... IS... IT... THIS IS IT...~~! I MUST... I MUST...~~ Hahahahahahaha!" She maniacally laughed, throwing out the knife she was holding, while she stormed out of the room, slamming the door shut leaving a trail of floating, black hearts behind.
The rest shrugged at each other before proceeding back to their meals, still disturbed by the echoing demonic laughter and the outbreaks Palm gave off from upstairs...
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~~~!"
END OF CHAPTER 4