Before she had realized it, Margeaux was running alongside hundreds of other people vying for a spot to become a Hunter. The first examiner-Satotz if she remembers correctly, said just to follow him, but he wouldn't say how far or how long it would take.
At the beginning, she kept pace with Kurapika and Leorio until they fell behind, however she lost Gon and his new friend, Killua, along the way. She wasn't exactly paying attention when he came riding up on his skateboard; she was more focused on running at a steady speed and rhythm, wanting to reduce how fast she would tire out, and so far, she was doing good.
They were roughly three hours into the first phase, and she remained almost directly in the middle, watching as those around her were overexerting themselves and collapse to the floor in exhaustion, only to be disqualified-or even worse, trampled among the hundreds of feet behind her. So far, she felt a bubble of pride welling in her chest at doing so well for the first phase when so many who seemed strong were collapsing.
And I'm wearing heels.
But her pride seemed to dash away when she felt that familiar chill from behind her.
"Little princess~ " That voice- Her head slowly turned to give a quick glance behind her, and she was met with that same jester. Margeaux's breath stifled, her heart nearly skipping a beat when she was met with that same Cheshire smile.
He was directly behind her.
How the hell?
He looked as though he was barely running-curse those long legs-not even a bead of sweat on his face, and she found herself nearly frozen in place. But she knew she couldn't let that happen. Not now.
"You were so quick to miss my cards. But it's not nice to stare. Don't you think you should apologize~? "
Why wouldn't I stare at you when you're taking off someone's arms? Her mind was sharp with a reply, though she couldn't force it from her mouth; her tongue simply wouldn't cooperate. And so she narrowed her eyes towards him, all the while her body was trembling in fear before she forced herself to turn around.
She knew she couldn't speed up; it wouldn't do any good. He would be right behind her the whole way. She could feel it. His bloodlust. His need to kill, specifically her. But that can't happen. Not yet.
"Don't ignore me, princess," That wasn't a teasing tone. He was becoming irritated, and it was obvious through his words and the way he spoke. Even the others around them had felt it, and she gave a small glance back to him, though she wished she hadn't. His eyes were narrowed, face stoic, and it actually scared her more than the teasing expression he seemed to wear.
He wanted an answer.
"I-I'm not ignoring you… I just want to focus on this for now," It was a lie. A complete and utter lie, but she had to say it just to appease him. Or at least, attempt to. At first, she wasn't sure he had even heard her, knowing that her voice was quiet enough to lose in the panting and slaps of shoes on the hard floor ahead and behind them. His eyes seemed to shift over her before his lips quirked into that Cheshire grin once again, but the bloodlust was still there.
"We'll see about that, princess~
Before she had realized it, Margeaux was running alongside hundreds of other people vying for a spot to become a Hunter. The first examiner-Satotz if she remembers correctly, said just to follow him, but he wouldn't say how far or how long it would take.
At the beginning, she kept pace with Kurapika and Leorio until they fell behind, however she lost Gon and his new friend, Killua, along the way. She wasn't exactly paying attention when he came riding up on his skateboard; she was more focused on running at a steady speed and rhythm, wanting to reduce how fast she would tire out, and so far, she was doing good.
They were roughly three hours into the first phase, and she remained almost directly in the middle, watching as those around her were overexerting themselves and collapse to the floor in exhaustion, only to be disqualified-or even worse, trampled among the hundreds of feet behind her. So far, she felt a bubble of pride welling in her chest at doing so well for the first phase when so many who seemed strong were collapsing.
And I'm wearing heels.
But her pride seemed to dash away when she felt that familiar chill from behind her.
"Little princess~ " That voice- Her head slowly turned to give a quick glance behind her, and she was met with that same jester. Margeaux's breath stifled, her heart nearly skipping a beat when she was met with that same Cheshire smile.
He was directly behind her.
How the hell?
He looked as though he was barely running-curse those long legs-not even a bead of sweat on his face, and she found herself nearly frozen in place. But she knew she couldn't let that happen. Not now.
"You were so quick to miss my cards. But it's not nice to stare. Don't you think you should apologize~? "
Why wouldn't I stare at you when you're taking off someone's arms? Her mind was sharp with a reply, though she couldn't force it from her mouth; her tongue simply wouldn't cooperate. And so she narrowed her eyes towards him, all the while her body was trembling in fear before she forced herself to turn around.
She knew she couldn't speed up; it wouldn't do any good. He would be right behind her the whole way. She could feel it. His bloodlust. His need to kill, specifically her. But that can't happen. Not yet.
"Don't ignore me, princess," That wasn't a teasing tone. He was becoming irritated, and it was obvious through his words and the way he spoke. Even the others around them had felt it, and she gave a small glance back to him, though she wished she hadn't. His eyes were narrowed, face stoic, and it actually scared her more than the teasing expression he seemed to wear.
He wanted an answer.
"I-I'm not ignoring you… I just want to focus on this for now," It was a lie. A complete and utter lie, but she had to say it just to appease him. Or at least, attempt to. At first, she wasn't sure he had even heard her, knowing that her voice was quiet enough to lose in the panting and slaps of shoes on the hard floor ahead and behind them. His eyes seemed to shift over her before his lips quirked into that Cheshire grin once again, but the bloodlust was still there.
"We'll see about that, princess~ "
Wah- First off, thank you for the kind reviews! I honestly wasn't even expecting any, especially so soon- But thank you again!
One person (I think it was MaoIsSleepy) said something about the pronunciation of her name, you'd say it like "Mar-Go." Hopefully that'll help you when readig the story, and I think I'll update the bio so it says the pronunciation. I didn't think about that before-
But please keep reading, and I'm going to leave you guys with a bit of a cliffhanger. Tomorrow I have work, then I'll be gone for a day or two, so it might be a couple days before the next update, but during my free time I'll try to write what I can, and hopefully the next update will have multiple chapters in it if I can get it to do that!