I promise the chapters will get longer as we go. I just didn't expect to make this into chapters when I started out.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hunter x Hunter. I would love to though.

Chapter 2: Five YearsXOrphanageXTorture

Gon's feet thundered through the house and up the stairs, heading towards Killua's and his room. He wasn't mad, but he wasn't looking forward to missing the bus a second time in a row.

He opened the door and poked his head in to see Killua in a disheveled mess.


Age 5-10

Although he no longer had to deal with his family, their 'training' wouldn't just leave him as suddenly as he left them.

Even surrounded by other kids his age and finally free, he was still afraid to let his voice be heard by anyone. If anyone was ever actually lucky enough to get him to speak, it was always so quietly they had to ask him to speak up or repeat what he had said.

Being such a quiet and passive child unfortunately earned him the privilege of becoming the most picked on in the institution, as most of the older children quickly learned that no matter what they did to young Killua, he was never very likely to inform anyone else of what was happening.

He spent roughly 5 years in the orphanage, watching kids come and go as he stayed right where he was. Potential adopters had always been drawn to him at first sight, seeing his fluffy silver hair and angelic blue eyes. Killua on the other hand would most times be scared of strangers and would end up running away from anyone who would want to adopt him believing they were only going to end up hurting him like everyone else.

Some teachers and adults who volunteered at the orphanage had taken a liking to him, but sadly were not actually looking to adopt any children. Though he ended up slowly but steadily making friends with them.

However one day a particular woman had come in to volunteer, and ended up bringing her nephew to help as well.


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