My father glares at me as I frown.

The next thing Vastorie does, shocks to a new level of What the Hell is Going on?

My very own father is hugging me.

But not just any type of hug, one that shows genuine concern for my well being.

He continues to speak softly to me "I'm glad you're ok... Well semi ok... Since I punched you.. A total of 5678 times while Meruem got in a good 4872 hits."

I frown, staring at my dad "Who are you really... Dad?"

My dad looks calmly at me "Someone who's waited to die for a very long time... And sadly, you're the only one I know who can do it... What I'm going to ask is very selfish of me. But, I want you to kill me..."

I stare at him in shock, unable to describe my feelings.

A part of me wants to do it for all the embarrassing things his put me through. But, at the same time I don't want to, or I just can't.

My father looks at me in sorrow "Guess my age."

I look confused "fifty-three, fifty-four in November... the 23rd to be exact..."

Vastorie grins "Wrong! Eight-hundred and fifty-six, Eight-hundred and fifty-seven in December..."

My face contorts as he laughs "Nathaniel's reaction was better. He asked how old I was every year And would ask me again, when he came back to fight me. So, I basically handed him piece of paper with my actual date of birth. After then, he would always come on the 12th of December to give me a present... And a party hat. I was basically frowning the whole time while he sang happy birthday... But that smile he gave changed my views on him... Let's just say he grew on me..."

My father taps his cheek "Then I ended up stalking him... And begging him to go out with me... I even pretend half the time that we were dating just to get all the women to leave him alone... Eventually he gave in... Only took around 10 years to convert him!"

I whine "Don't tell me your exploits or positions...! I don't want to hear it! Not while I can't cover my ears... my arms are numb and I can't move them..."

My father shakes his head, smiling at me "Every position, every room... EVERY room! Every day, afternoon and night... Sometimes the morning as well... It depended on how he felt... Never topped once... I guess I never wanted to..."

I lay there disturbed out of my mind as my dad just looks at the roof "I always knew the real consequences to using Pride... I just didn't expect it to get out of hand so quickly... But... I will admit... It was strange... Fighting my father... In my son's body... Nothing I can do about that though. So~ it's about time I told you the real story..."

My dad holds out his fingers "First thing... I'm your dad... Your grandfather... Great grandfather... Your great, great grandfather and-"

I sigh "I get it your really old...!"

I come to a sudden realisation "Wait doesn't that make you a paedophile?"

My dad glares at me "Yes... Yes it does! But that's beside the point! Do you know anyone around my age?"

I pout "No... Wait! Does that mean I'm going to be as old as you?"

My dad waves his hand "No!... And thank death for that one! If I found out the curse pasted onto you, I would kill a bitch!"

My dad clenches his fist before letting go "But that's not the point I'm trying to make... Son... This is a once in a lifetime experience... So memorise this day... Because it's possibly the only day I plan to act like a real dad and not throw a tantrum... Like some child! I know about your ability Gluttony, I've been watching you for a long time... Which you already know... And no, I don't watch you doing it with Killua. I know that was going to be one of your questions... If I caught a glimpse or I knew it was going to happen, I left to return later..."

He holds a finger to my chest, removing my shirt as I yell "Hey don't strip me!"

My dad responds calmly "I used to change you! Your dick isn't something to get embarrassed about I am a guy after all as well..."

My dad digs his nail into my chest as I flinch "With this mark, I bear the cursed one to never touch this flesh again, as long as he lives. And during your passing, he will become a figment of history..."

During my dad's speech he carves something on my chest.

He holds his palm on my chest as all my pain vanishes.

I clench my fist a couple of times, finding my body feel relieved from all it's pain.

Rather than asking what he did, my first reaction is to punch my dad.

He takes the punch like a pro, turning to me "I deserve so much more than that right now."

I quickly check my chest, seeing what my dad marked onto my chest, it was the face of a wolf. I

look at up him, seeing him in tears "Son... I want you to use Gluttony on me... But before you do, let me tell you about my brothers, sisters and myself. You see..."

He lifts a hand "Eight-hundred and twenty years ago. We were the top mass murderers in the world. We stayed hidden for so long that finding us was near to impossible all except 2 of us... Radick and myself. We were the only ones that have never harmed another person. I stuck to what I did best, studying all the time. So, I've been a nerd all my life."

He lifts a finger "Actually I was the first to discover Nen in my family at the age of ten I already knew Ten, self taught in fact... My father never taught me jack shit. Soon Derekrica, Graphite, Om-Nietro and Li-Cartra... All begged me to teach them Nen. I frowned and said to basically teach themselves."

He sighs "Then Tempest found out and beat the shit out of me, forcing me to teach my brothers and sisters. I was forced to teach them out of my free will, to the best I could. Eventually we all went under a test similar to Water Divination... We found out what we were and developed our respective Hatsu... But before then..."

Vastorie clenches his fists "When my father found out Radick was a Specialist... That's when he made his move! He sunk his hands into him, forcing him to become stronger! He was only four at the time when he was forced to learn.. Nen."

My father looks to the side destroyed, as he remembered his past "Every night after his training he would come crying to me and I would kiss him good night, letting him sleep with me... At the age of 6 he mastered his skill... His forced skill, that is... The seven levels of hell. A massive torture chamber consisting of seven hells... My dad exploited it like hell... No pun intended. And he used Radick like a puppet to kill... I found Radick had two sides to him..."

Vastorie lifts two fingers "There was his cute, innocent side. And then there was the dark side. Most of the time I looked after his innocent side, nurturing it while my father nurtured his dark side without anyone noticing... I grew up loving my little brother. The age of 26 he found himself a girlfriend he loved her like crazy and wouldn't shut up about her. He only talked about her in front of me, and asked me constantly why I hadn't gotten one as well... I simply poked him on the nose and said I only love my little brother... Which in fact is part true. Out of the six of us, I was only close to my younger brother."

He lifts a finger "And that's love as in his my little brother! Not love, as in I wanted to... Hmm... Do the dirty with him."

Tears begin drop as he continues to speak "Then it happened at age forty-eight... Our father proposed a deal. Become head of the family and rule with an Iron fist. But first he had to kill his lover because she wasn't meant to be a part of us. Radick refused, telling him to fuck off it's his life not his fathers to control. Much like Killua did... Except in our situation, it got much worse..."

He clenches his hands tighter "My brother and his girlfriend was ripped apart in front of my very own eyes, by none other than my father! Not a single thing was left of him... The rest of my brothers and sisters stood there in shock. He ordered us to forget about Radick as if he was some nobody..."

Vastorie sighs "They agreed to it and went back to daily lives. But, I lied! I never forgot about him... The way he would come into my room scared, the way he cried, the way he talked about his girlfriend... not a single thing was forgotten..."

He looks up, wiggling his fingers as if he trying to recall something "That very same night... I found something hidden in my room. Something, I didn't notice from before. It was a letter from my little brother... He wrote down everything he remembered. Including, how much of a monster our father really was behind closed doors. There were gaps in his story. But, I believed everything he wrote down, including a form of Hatsu he was planning on developing..."

He lifts the distorted mask "The eight level of hell... The Eternal Cage... Using the very thing my father was fond of, I learned this ability and at age fifty-eight. And that, is when I put my plan into action. I rallied my brothers and sisters, begging them to put aside our differences. We took up arms and attack our very own father... At the time, we didn't realise how strong he was. He beat us within a inch of our lives and that's when I pulled of The eternal cage... I sealed him within the mask."

Vastorie's eyes narrow "But that wasn't the end of us... His last words were When you live to my age, that's when you'll understand. We couldn't care less at the time. We returned to our daily lives, had kids and moved on. That's when it all went downhill. Our husbands, wives, kids and grand kids died before us... And before we knew it we were a 158 years old. Still going strong... 10, 20, 30, 40 even 50 years later that's when our nightmare came true."

He taps my shoulder "We were immortal... Or rather, we didn't grow old. We could still be hurt but we couldn't die, no matter how many wounds we suffered. I looked through all my dad's journals, hoping to find how to end it. But nothing showed up. So I then proceeded to look for weakness... Finding that there was none."

He turns to the side "So, I looked at the ability itself. There was a weakness, the problem was, it wasn't really a weakness... This curse works like a power up. My father was a Transmuter I knew that much from his abilities. But, he showed signs of mastering Enhancer and Conjuration as well and he also tapped into Manipulator, mostly for Radick's case."

He lifts a finger "The curse is a Parasite, which I dubbed the Hollowed Seed. Now this ability lays a worm in one's body. The worm feeds off us, producing a bigger aura output. The only problem is that measuring ours was near to impossible. Did you notice anything while I was hitting you?"

I shake my head "I was numb from the two-hundredth hit... so, no!"

My father sighs "Well it doesn't matter how much aura we use, it's almost instantly regained. There was only one way to end the curse. And that's to use all our aura at the same time. However, none of us could pull it off. I managed to make an ability, which is funny, seeing as you used it for a basis for Gluttony The Vampire's Kiss. The only problem is it couldn't be used on one self."

I look down as he continues "Out of all of us... I was considered the most sain at the time. So, I was forced to use it... Since I taught them Nen, I was the one to use it. The only problem is the curse didn't stop there... When they died a part of them was left behind. And it was drawn into me, which resulted in me having to learn a similar ability to Envy. This isn't how I really look it's a disguise."

Vastorie holds his hand to his face, revealing deathly pale skin.

When he opens his eyes, I freeze in fear.

His eyes were as black as the night and his pupils were blood red.

He looked dead. Both physically, and mentally.

I couldn't bear to look at him.

He continues to speak "This was the drawback of the Hallowed Seed. The worm seeks out new vessels and prefers the strongest. If one that's infected, kills another. The killer's worm gobbles up the other worm, becoming even stronger. Right now I'm suffering the effects of one that has eaten 4 of them so that's like have 5 power ups. So if Knuckle used his chapter 7 bankruptcy, it will take him... A long, long, LONG time, to reach my max... Hell, he's probably be dead by then..."

Vastorie sighs "So I travelled the world, finding a way to rid the curse.

I was forced to continue the illusion of a single child."

Vastorie looks up, trying to remember "I returned back to the family 150 years ago. You are my first and only child... And I gotta say... I suck as a father figure! But I gotta admit, you turned out better than me... If I ever meet Nathaniel in the afterlife, or the next life. I will tell him you turned out to be a great son."

My father keeps silent for a few minutes, most likely to let me soak up the information.

He changes the mood "You know what's funny..."

I look at him confused "What?"

Vastorie chuckles "I'm remembering all the stupid shit just now... Like Nathaniel's reaction when he found out my real age. First he was surprised, then he was in awe and then he was sad. Mind you this all happened in under a few seconds..."

Vastorie sighs "Oh, here's another good one. When you were... one years old. Did you know you downed a bottle of bleach, like it was a soda. I freaked out! But not as much as Nathaniel. But you know what's the strangest thing? You went about your day like nothing happened. I was pissed that I had to by a new bottle, but, I found it funny at the time. Because of the fact, a common cold made you bed ridden for almost a week. But, you could down a bottle of bleach go figure."

He immediately lifts a finger "Which reminds me... You, have my natural affinity for blocking out poisons... Freaky... Actually, the more I think about it... you gained something from each of us. You gained Nathaniel's over protective nature, his aura, strength and will."

I frown "I did not! That man could look death in the eyes and say fuck you!"

Vastorie chuckles "Yeah it's funny you should say that. Those were his last words to the Phantom Troupe. Also followed by and go to hell..."

I whisper "You never really explained how you disappeared..."

Vastorie grins "Teleportation... I moved from point A to point B. When you live to my age and have an aura output like mine. You can basically learn a fuck tone of different types of Hatsu with no repercussions. Actually most of them I written down were designed by me... Hell, I taught some of them to my family. Om-Nietro was a bitch! No pun intended."

Vastorie clicks his finger "Where was I?... Oh, that's right. What did you gain from me... For one you have my eyes, Poison resistance... I notice you can narrow down peoples abilities. Not as good as me. But, then again, I have hundreds of years under my belt. What else... You picked up on my bad habit when it comes to being a sore loser... Except, you. Bounce back way faster than me. You've learnt En just as fast as me but I'll give you a secret hint..."

Vastorie taps his head "If you concentrate a little harder. You can actually pick up someone's location, by the shifts in air. But it will take a bit of effort to learn... You can already sense it by movement. I've seen you do it when you fight. Although, it's like once a blue moon... When you used War Ravager to break your stance that was cool... But then you got punched by Palm."

He sighs "By the way. The story I told you about specialists, and one of the family members controlling Tempest... That was a lie. But for some reason, if anyone can control him, it's probably be you someday..."

I frown "Anything else your lying about?"

Vastorie grins "Well there's my age... A few secrets... Oh and my dick is actually smaller that its current size."

I groan in frustration as he chuckles "That was a lie just then... I can't just adjust its size on the go... It's not a elastic band you can stretch it on the go. Nathaniel didn't dack Netero, I did! I just made myself to look like Nathaniel. Although, Netero punches like a mega ton brick!"

Vastorie lifts a finger "Oh, and good job on replicating Gon's ability, Jajanken. Though, it has some major... MAJOR faults... One of them being that it is a lot weaker than Gon's one. I estimate at around one-eighth of his power. Now time to get Serious!"

He speaks softly "Son... I want you to use Gluttony on me."

I yell "NO! Fuck off! Your telling me to kill my own father!"

He sighs "I should have died... Easily 760 years ago... So technically I'm not asking you to kill me more like free me..."

I hide my tears "I can't do something like that... I just can't!"

My father sighs "I know this is hard... But, PLEASE!... I'm fucking begging you! My own son, to do this for me! You're the only one that has even come close to pulling off the ability!"

As he holds me, I cry "What if he comes back? What if he kills Killua?"

He embraces me, speaking softly "I've marked you with a curse... That wolf mark will stop him from ever taking over your body... I can't stop him from talking to you... But I've stopped him from controlling you."

He raises my head, kissing my forehead "It's up to you for what you do next... But, I'm going to say this... Don't leave Killua! No matter how much you fear your own strength! No matter how much you want to keep him safe!... Don't ever leave him! Killua will certainly help you become stronger. He has that way about him. You may believe your strong enough to handle things on your own... But there is a time when you must depend on others... It took me hundreds of years to learn that lesson."

As I look at the floor, my dad pinches my cheek "Trust me! Nothing should be done alone... Now please release me from my torment... It's hard to explain... But in a way, I'm happy it's you. Knowing that you are the strongest person alive, to end this curse... And that it is you, is what makes me happy the most..."

I look at the floor "I feel weak and helpless... I couldn't even fight against Tempest's Will... And you call me strong...? Hell, I can't even be a proper boyfriend to Killua!... That's funny on so many levels... How exactly am I even strong?"

Vastorie forces me to look in his cold dead eyes "Do you see anyone laughing? No! It takes two to tango. And you are not alone in this! After this is done go to Killua! Admit to your mistakes! AND, ask for his help. Trust me! I know... because I lost to Nathaniel. And it didn't matter how many times I won... He kept coming back stronger. And that's why I lost... His will alone made him stronger! Now do it!"

I nod my head, holding up my shaking fingers.

Vastorie places a firm kiss on my forehead "I'm proud of you! No matter what... By the way, know that I will always protect you in both life and death. My hatred for that man will keep my Nen protection on you forever."

He holds out a mask as I place it on my face "Gluttony..."

My father smiles at me as his aura suck away.

He lays there in my arms as I wait, hoping that he comes back.

But it never happens.

I'm left alone where I am, crying.

I cry, hoping that Killua will come and comfort me. But he never shows.

I stand, holding my father's lifeless body, moving back to home to bury him right next to Nathaniel "Sorry, dad... But I don't deserve Killua!... He deserves better! But why do I have the feeling that this is wrong..."