HunterXHunter: The Dark Continent

by bluedog96

A year after the original expedition sets off, Gon, Killua, Kurapika, and Leorio meet up to go to the continent as a secondary expedition team under a different employer wanting to get in on the profits. However, the legends don't match up to the place they arrive in. Short, drabble-like chapters. Currently rewriting!

6. Interrogation

Interrogation

Killua spat in the face of the scar faced man. He had seen more intimidating things in his life, and nothing these punks did in terms of "torture" could faze him one bit. With each lash of the whip or gouging of a knife, his insanity only rose. His assassin training told him to wait for an opening in order to flee and retrieve help. The other sides, nurtured by Gon's kindness, insisted that he save Gon and try to reason with the leader. So, he found himself choosing the middle path—wait for an opening to rescue Gon then flee.

The interrogator was experienced in his field. Spitting his face did not change his expression even as he wiped it off with a gloved hand. "I'm going to ask one more time. What village and clan are you from?"

"Let's suppose I do tell you. What's in it for us?"

"You don't have to undergo the mindreading test, and you don't have to receive torture anymore. If you don't tell us, then we'll just move onto your little friend over there that is still unconscious." He rubbed his chin with a grin. "Perhaps he'll be more receptive, hmm?"

Killua growled in anger but made no movement. He would just wait until the leader arrived. A whip cracked and he didn't flinch a single muscle. Compared to the iron chains he was beaten with on a daily basis as a child, this was, well, child's play. "Poison won't work either." Killua laughed with a singsong voice. "Really, this torture is nothing. Tell whoever your leader is to come down here. I just want to have a talk with him." Killua put on an innocent face. "I'll tell everything to him, I promise mister."

"I guess we are getting somewhere then." Ibiki turned away, unnerved by the child's resilience. Even veteran shinobi responded to the whip's sting with a flinch. It was reactive. This child, however, made no movement that he was in pain. "I'll call for the hokage. You wait here while I call for him." They weren't going to get anywhere with someone so familiar with torture.

"So Killua, can I stop pretending now?" There was the pop of the steel anchors breaking as the boy in green sat up with a yawn. There was more popping as Killua jumped down from the steel table.

"Yeah. It's boring down here. Let's go meet their leader."