I finally got this chapter finished. I would have posted it two days ago, but excuse me with my dumb internet problem. I could only read things, no fav or fol, or review.
Welcome to the Fifth Phase.
Chapter 7 Hisoka X And X Gittarackur
The first, very first thing they did, was talking about the fifth phase, about what it was going to be like.
"Not me. I failed the fourth last year." Pokkle waved his hands back and forth.
"Then who else do we have? It's not like we can ask Hisoka for one thing," Tsuma sarcastically said, crossing his arms. "I at least hope it won't turn out bad, like some type of contest where we have to fight, and I get Hisoka out of nowhere to be my opponent." Uh...
"What about you old man?" Killua wandered his eyes over to Bodoro, the only other possible person that could have the knowledge or at least skills from last years exam.
"I failed the first phase."
A boulder hit their heads, Tsuma having a bullet hit his head, (not literally) and fell back gaping in horror.
'I'm most likely doomed if it is something unknowable, or complicated.' He rubbed his head as if it had been flicked, sitting back up, legs crossed, and one hand on one of his legs, waiting for something.
"But I can predict what it might be."
He was filled with glee, on the inside at least, sweat dropping on the outside.
'Spit it out. I need to know this.'
"The first phase was about endurance. The second was about prior knowledge. The third was about choice. The fourth was about skills."
'You're getting there.'
"Each of them are different. And because of that, the fifth has to be different.'
"And by different, you mean..."
"The only possible thing, a written exam."
A boulder his his head again, but with more power and intensity. 'You have to be kidding me. This stupid exam is making me use my brain more.'
"What?!" The others were clueless, and amazed in a bad way about the prediction. Hisoka's card pyramid even fell, after the coincidence of the idea. "You can't be serious!"
"I haven't studied for years." Pokkle held his head, shaking it back in forth.
"There should be a library somewhere." Hano lifted his finger, continuing with, "Maybe you could-"
All of them, well most of them, rushed to the library, trying to find all the information, trying to cram in the knowledge of the books they read.
"They're just wasting time." Tsuma shook his head in disbelief. "It will make it worse since they are getting it in in so little time. They'll just end up forgetting and worry even more, and fail even more." 'But...a written test can't be possible!'
"I will stay because of what I heard. And I don't care if I fail this." Hano tightly hekd onto his pants. "I only came here to figure out how to find my family. I thought this would help. But I think it's just making it worse because of all the time I've been wasting."
"That doesn't imply anyway to what I was going to say. I have a different theory. I can already tell that it can't be a written exam. And I know that each phase is different."
"And what are you getting to?" Killua questioned.
"The only possible thing...fighting."
They all gaped at him.
"How did you know?"
"I only know this because a written test involves prior knowledge and that has already been used for Phase two. There's one thing that they haven't tested us on. And that is...strength."
"That makes sense." Hano grinned, cheering inside. 'But wait,' and instant thought entered his head. 'I can't fight. The only weapon I have is a gun and I can even use it. I just hope it's not based on strength.' He pleaded to himself.
"Then it's settled. We are fighting to see who loses at the end. There's no point in training since we don't know how hard we have to train."
Hano bit his lip, grasping onto his arms. "I'm going to...tell the others...so they can know too." He left quickly before getting a 'sure' or an 'okay' or just something to hear.
"What's his problem?"
"I don't know. I've never seen him like that before." He watched Hano leave the room, as he entered the hallway, disappearing.
Tsuma glanced, confused.
"Attention. All applicants come to the conference room, to be interviewed. We will start with number 44." a speaker went, all throughtout the airship. The three looked at each other, suspicious in the 'interview' that was soon going to happen with each of them.
As minutes went by, each examinee went in, coming out a few minutes later of talking.
And one was Hisoka, the first, which was already mentioned in the intercom.
Of course, the only ones he picked that he wanted to fight was all, but most, he wanted to fight Gon, one of the most obvious people out of all twelve, eleven minus himself, and for some reason, he chose Kurapika, having something to do that was somehow important to have the need to fight against him. But no one would know who they would fight.
Next he chose the other most obvious person he wouldn't like to fight, Gittarackur, or Illumi, his literal, only friend.
And with Illumi, he was only set on fighting Killua, and getting rid of the idea of fighting Hisoka, his literal, only friend.
Suddenly, the door opened, Hisoka slowly walking out. The others behind, whispering, as Pokkle was forcefully pushed at Hisoka.
"Uh...uh.."
"Say something stupid," Tsuma whisper yelled.
"That doesn't even help." He angered at him. Then he turned back to Hisoka, who was already smirking. "How well do you do on the test."
Hisoka's smirk grew, creeping Pokkle out, along with the others taking a step back.
"It was a piece of cake." They all had question marks above their heads. Tsuma face palmed, knowing this wouldn't turn out well.
Hisoka then walked away, finally the rest calmed down, and not pulled together for protection against the deadly magician.
"That wasn't what I told you to say." Tsuma's first attempt to accusing him.
"That's exactly what you told me to say." This time his arms were crossed, being annoyed.
"You didn't have to memorize it all. I was exaggerating when I said that giving him a simple question like that would get the right answer. I only said that so you wouldn't repeat something that was wrong. I thought you noticed, especially when I said to ask him about what the phase was about. This is possibly our last chance to passing."
"Sorry for interrupting you royal princesses, but someone has to go in next," Rina pointed, the door being slightly opened. "Now if you excuse me, since none if you dumb bony people are going in, I will take advantage and tell you what it is about."
"Royal Princess?"
"You're risking it," Pokkle butt into Tsuma.
"I know, but I am not going to stand here and not do anything. All of you scared mice aren't doing anything. Unlike me, I am risking my chance, just to help all of you."
A throat clear interrupted the argument.
"I'll go in." A face shown, and footsteps came. Hano, with his serious, non-happy expression, walked up from behind. "I want to see for myself. And I don't care if I fail. And unlike you, I thought you needed to pass."
"True. I need to pass anyway. I'll let blue go on, and let Reddy and Pink stay and argue."
Tsuma clenched his fists. "Not this again."
Hano went on in, sitting in his seat.
"It looks like you are the next one. We will begin with a question."
'Please don't make it involving fighting.'
Netero, the one interviewing, laid out a set of cards, each having a picture of people, all being the examinee's that were in Phase Five. "Out if these people, who would you like to fight?"
Hano cried inside. 'Why did it have to be this?' "Bodoro is the only one I can think of." 'Especially since he won't be willing to fight me.'
Not knowing what he was writing, Netero wrote in a sheet, writing down the names of the people he chose.
"Now. Who would you not like to fight?"
"Hmm." His supply of people was endless, at least involving everyone that could be living in the whole world. "407, Tsuma, 165, Rina, 405, Gon, 404, Kurapika, 403, Leorio, 53, Pokkle, 44, Hisoka, 301, Gittaruckar, 294, Hanzo, and 99, Killua." Who he forgot at first. Pretty much everyone was chosen, except for Bodoro, who he would be pleased to go against.
Putting the rest of his notes down, he was excused.
But then...he had a thought. "Is this going to be a fighting as in it involves strength?"
Netero glared. "You will soon find out."
Hano left, annoyed, with many different reasons to be. He tried to act happy again, but his smile wouldn't budge, like it always did. But when they all ran up to him, there was no point faking a smile, since it would be weird with all the questions being asked.
"What happened?"
"Is it a written exam?"
"Do we need to study more?"
Hano sweat dropped, then twitched an eyebrow. He was serious this time with actual anger.
"Tell us. Hano tell u-"
"It's nothing to worry about. All he asked was about who I wanted to fight and who I didn't. And no and no. Does that answer your questions?"
They all looked at each other, confused at his attitude. "Uh...yes," they all nodded, spiting out their response.
"Good." He finally grinned. Then he walked away with all of them gaping.
"There must be something wrong with him."
"Agreed."
"I would say anyone, but 406, 405, 44, and 301, that Gittarackur guy. Everyone else, I don't really care about fighting." 'Actually fighting Killua would be fun.' He smirked inside, with the deep feeling of excitement.
"And that means, those four are the only ones you would rather not fight?"
"Yes."
"Interesting." Tsuma eyed Netero rubbing his chin. "You are dismissed."
"Before I go, I have one thing to ask...Will you be giving a written exam?"
"Someone asked something similar, except it was a different idea of the fifth. But like I said to him, you will soon find out."
'Darn!'
"Hmm, I think I would chose anyone, but..." Rina paused for a moment. "Oh, anyone, but, 405, 406, 44, 99, and 407." And of course he asked the same thing about the five being the ones she would rather not fight.
And she was dismissed, letting in the next one.
"407 for one thing. I think it would be fun fighting him." Killua formed a cat face. "404 and 403 possibly, but I'll say yes to them."
"And who would you rather not fight?"
"44, 405, 406, 165, and 53." Five unexpectedly.
"You are dismissed."
"44," Gon's immediate answer.
"Who would you rather not fight?"
"99, 403, 404, 406, 407, and 165." More than expected compared to Killua.
"You are dismissed."
The rest went, with all the notes taken. Figuring out the order to the fifth was determined much later. And at some point, everyone was called to the fighting ring, where they examinees were on one side, and the examiners were on the other side.
A big board, covered up with a white sheet of something, was taken off, revealing the spots.
"The fifth phase will be in forms of duels of one versus one," Netero finally spoke his word. Now they knew they're answers.
"What?!" They all exclaimed, the ones who actually studied, filling with regret.
"The groups are the following..." The sheet was pulled off, and a board full of numbers of the examinees were shown, either alone, or with someone, like that was who they were against first.
All of them read the board, following having Gon and Hanzo being the first up. Next unfortunately, was Tsuma, followed up with someone who he didn't want.
"Seriously. The one I didn't want getting," Tsuma grumbled, annoyed.
"Darn, I was hoping it wasn't him other than Tsuma. I really wanted to fight him," Killua wined, gritting his teeth.
Hano sighed both from having to do this and getting someone he didn't want. But who? He didn't want like ten people, so which one? "Why?" That was all he had to say.
Rina fell, gaping. 'I don't want to fight him. I even said I didn't.' Two rivers of tears ran down her face with her face flat on the ground.
"Good. And now the rules for this round. It's very simple," he continued off, with his finger in the air. "One victory and you pass the exam." Everyone widened eyed, and some sweat dropped along with the wide eyes. "In other words...In this phase, winners quit the game one by one. The principle of the prymid is designated by the loser, not the winner. Do you understand?"
"So there will only be one eliminated?" Hanzo made the first move.
"Exactly," he answered. "Consequently, each applicant gets at least two tries to pass. Any questions?"
Tsuma started to taise his hand, but he went on to speak since he could just blurt it out. "What if someone disobeys the rules?"
"That would mean that the applicant that does it, will be disqualified, and the rest of the applicants will pass, already or not yet passed. Also in other words, the exam will end if you are disqualified."
"That makes more sense." Now his fingers were on his chin. "What are the rules anyway?"
"Killing is prohibited. You can't defeat someone by killing them or else you will be disqualified. But once you pass, you will be allowed to since it isn't against the law with one."
'Well that's stupid! At least I'm not the killing type, unlike certain people.' His gaze turned towards the only three possible that he knew of assumed were dangerous; also known as Hisoka, Killua, and Gittarackur, the only one he assumed.
'I still don't want to do anything.' This time Hano was crying with two rivers of tears. But he wiped them away with only one small drop on each eye, and squinting did the trick to get rid if them.
"Anything else?" No answer. "On that, the Fifth Phase will begin!"
"Gon versus Hanzo," the referee called out.
"Good luck," Hano grinned, with his annual thumbs up. Then his expression change back to what it was before once Gon turned around.
Hanzo was already up, getting ready to fight when the match started.
"I will be the referee for this match. Good luck."
"And we meet again," Hanzo went. "You were the one that followed me during the Fourth Phase."
The referee gasped in conclusion.
"You saw it?"
"Of course. Each candidate was followed by a juror in this phase. I couldn't have been the only one to notice."
'I didn't,' Gon thought, listening the off topic conversation.
Leorio, obviously, was surprised, while gaping.
"I notcied, but I didn't know when I would tell you," Kurapika said, but that just made it worse.
"I should thank you though. If it weren't for that, I would be placed somewhere bad. The only reason I was olaced there was because of your report."
"Yes."
"But there's something I'd like to know."
"What is is?"
"Our only condtion is to make our opponet say they lost? So there's no discount or no KO?"
"That right."
'I see. With him, I could get in trouble.'
'With my speed, I can find a way to win. He looks strong, but it's all about strength and speed. I can win.'
"Well...begin!"
And with that, Gon was off the the side, trying to get as far as possible. But...
"Admit defeat!"
"Never!"
"I'll break your arm instead."
He flinched, before the pain ached in him.
"CRACK!" And there, he cringed, and yelped out of the pain.
"He really did it, didn't he?" For once, Tsuma frowned for someone else, cleching his fists for someone. Hano was the only person he would do that bevause he didn't consider Gon and Killua being his friends yet. They were more like acquaintances in a way, but not exactly.
Sighing, he decided to shout out, "Stop!" Then they all looked at him. "You're not going to win if you keep saying you won't quit." 'It's dumb anyway.' "You can handle another round. Stop before he breaks your neck, or leg."
"Neck of leg, huh?"
'I should keep my mouth shut.' He sweat drop in return. "Oh, shut up. For one thing, if you break the wrong part of his neck, then you can end up killing his brain. You can break his spinal cord! And isn't his leg close to bleeding badly." Now the leg thing was a lie. There was no proof for it. "Stop or else I will break your arm."
Hanzo twitched an eye.
"Disrupting a match is prohibited. You will be disqualified if you try to help," the referee added to the rules, which for one thing wasn't mentioned.
'This is stupid. I knew this one would be the worst.' He face palmed, added with another sigh. It was clear that no one was going to support him for this.
"I agree with you." Except for that. Now it Leorio shouting. "Gon! You don't have to continue! There's always next year too." For a change, but that wasn't a good idea.
Gon stood up then, trying to regain balance from the steadiness he used. But it was hard because of the faint in his eyes.
"I won't...quit." he started. "I can't...now."
"Gon! Listen to us! You can't go off with this. You'll just end up killing yourself in the end." Leorio tried to jump on in, but that wasn't a good idea. Especially with you know who pushed him back.
"You heard what the referee said, right?" he cleared the point. "If you get in the way, then it won't be just you. Gon will also be disqualified. Both of you will have to retake the exam next year." That would make three.
"I don't care," he said, pushing his arm out of the way. "I can't let him continue like this. I'm going to stop this n-"
Tsuma placed his arm in front, leading with Hano scooting over, blocking 'Alluka style with Killua'.
"I won't let you either," he confirmed, finally joining in. "I know he's getting hurt this bad, but I'm not going to stop this and make him fail because of me."
"Neither will I," Tsuma finished himself off.
Rina gaped, showing signs of disappointment in herself. 'I should have joined in on all the fun.'
With all the commotion and fighting outside the ring, Hanzo kicked Gon down from his spot. Few turned around, hearing the noise.
'I should have known.' Tsuma crossed his arms, shaking his head.
"Now do you see why you can't defeat me?" Without caring, Hanzo went into hand-stand formation, typical for the ninja's.
"Here we go."
"I come from a secret clan called Shinobi. To acquire the art, I was trained since birth. For eight years, I built up a strong musicality and improved my techniques." None the less, it was pretty pointless information. (This is what you get from a non-Naruto lover/fan. Sorry, I will never watch Naruto. Be mad if you want. Won't offend me one bit.) "Anyways, in this fight, you can't defeat me."
"Oh quit with the 'not being able to deafeat me' bragger." Tsuma waved his hands sarcastically.
"Be quiet with your lously speeches!" His hand made a fist, and then pointed at him angrily. "Now if you would let me-"
A kick down! Gon kicked his face, sending him to fall back, but with his hands still available, he went back to his feet. Little streams of blood went down his face.
'Finally he went back.'
"I let you do that on purpose."
"It was more like an accident, liar."
"I've had enough of you. Once the exam is over, I'm going to break your arm, and most likely your leg if you keep this up."
He rolled his eyes, dismaying his look.
'I just hope he doesn't at least try to get rid of anything.'
"I'll make myself more clear to continue with. Because you don't understand, I will cut your leg, so you won't be able to see it again, or use it again."
He didn't widen eye this time, but instead gave a look.
A sword, or knife it was, can out, sticking out of his sleeve.
He started to make a move getting closer.
"That's no good." Yelling out, he held his arm tight in grip, trying to ignore the pain. "I don't want you to get rid if my leg, yet I don't want to lost."
He grunted, this time running up, holding the knofe to his forehead.
"I will give you one more chance. Surrender. Give up."
For a brief moment, everyone was silent.
'He'a going to say-'
"No."
'Of course.'
A punch was landed on his face, knocking Gon out. He fell back, unconsious, now starting to dream.
"I've had enough already. I quit this round. He won." Hanzo turned away, starting to walk away.
"He's probably going to complain when he wakes up. That or, he will try to make a rematch with him," Tsuma parasized. From there, Gon was taken to a room, where he laid on a bed, sleeping.
The next match continued, the one with Tsuma. And now his opponent was revealed.
"Let's go." Putting his hands inside his pocket, he walked up.
Hano rubbed his arm, trying to think if a desicion.
"The next match is between Tsuma and Hano."
All they did was stare, no one saying anything. Tsuma felt like he should have been the one to surrender, since he thought about fighting other people might be fun.
"I'll be the one to surrender."
"The match will now begin!"
"I..." he first started. "I surrende-"
"I surrender!" Hano blurted out. "Sorry, but I don't want you fighting any more of these matches."
"Hano?" He gave a confused and surprised look. "No. I know that you were having the problem."
"What?"
"I could tell before you left. Especially when you said that you couldn't pull the trigger during the fourth, and I saw you during the third. I could tell that you can't fight, and that you don't want to." Tears started streaming. "Why? Don't give me that? I have tok many things that I need to change. There are so many people that I want back. You can't be the next. Because you can't end up dying. I don't want to lose any more people. I've had enough with the clan disappearance thing. If you have that problem, I want to fix it. I just can't...handle any of this longer."
"You don't have to make the point." Tsuma eyes opened up. "I don't want this either. And I don't want you to die either. Even though I can be struggling, I still would rather have myself struggle more than you."
"Hano? Don't be serious about this!"
"But it's too late. I already surrendered first. That proves that I'm done. I'm the one that has to continue."
"Stop! Don't say that." Tears filled his eyes up. "I can't. This is all wrong."
"I'm sorry." Regret filled both of them. "But, I've always been dead."
Next time on Hunta To Hunta-
Rina: Please excuse this notice. Tsuma and Hano are currently arguing wih each other. Ha, I get to hack their accounts. Now to talk to the Anonymous.
Anonymous Girl: Hey there Rina! I can't wait to see you soon. I'll meet you in the Heaven's Arena.
Rina: Okay! I bet Tsuma will like to see you.
Anonymous Guy: Hmm. Well I can't wait to see the two when I come in during the war. At least we have you helping.
Rina: Of course! You probably helped Hano the most!
Anonymous Woman: Please! Obey my rules. Ahem...I mean the King's rules. I'm currently in Fumei Island right now. I at least hope my so called brother doesn't mess up in fromt of the King.
Rina: Who are you? (No answer though.)
Anonymous Boy: Don't worry about her. She's more strict with the King's rules. Anyway, I can't wait for newcomers. I hope you are one, so you can become a servant.
Rina: Are you? Oh yeah! Okay then.
Anonymous Group: We will wait for your arrival here. The Dakr Continent is a place you will like. We can't wait for our own species from the other other part of the world comes to see us.
Rina: Next time on Hunta To Hunta: Assassins X And X Brother
Tsuma: Rinaaaaaaaa!
Rina: Bai! Bai!
Lame ending, sorry. If you don't know what Hano meant, you will figure out next chapter...sooo...don't think I'm stupid if that's the case.
Before anything else, I will give you hints on those anonymous people. These are not random people I came up with just now. I've had all those characters in mind for a long time already. Almost all of them will come in at different times. I will say when one of the anonymous people come. (Actually that was the order of the people that come in.) can't wait for you to know who they are.
So I think I got the fights in mind. I may skip over/shorten fights, just because I want to get to the Heaven's Arena, which is partly in it. But I'm also hoping to finish next chapter. I don't exactly know if I need another chapter to finish, but I'm hoping not.
Please! Please! I desperately need reviews. Thank you though people who did review.