Summary: Hisoka's creepy obsession is focused on Illumi for this chapter.
Disclaimer: Hunter X Hunter is Yoshihiro Togashi's baby. It's not mine.
Toy box: Illumi
Casually looking at his ally in the latest Zoldyck family squabble, Hisoka had to admit that even for the famous assassin family Illumi was off...
While Hisoka did consider them to have something of a friendship, it was a bit of an unusual one. There was no hanging out with Illumi. At best he existed uncomfortably in the same general area while being stared at by his black, black eyes. Those eyes were a bottomless well that Hell stared out from.
Even as the abyss gazed out Illumi was expressionless, yet always spoke in a happy tone if absent-minded tone. Dreamy is how most people with a far off expression would be described, but on him the only appropriate word was nightmarish. He just wasn't quite all there.
Unless something had to do with Killua, then Illumi was all too present. Illumi had been a constant shadow to his brother; The thing that lurked in the corner of Killua's eyes, crept behind him unseen, and watch his every move judging. He brought a chill with him as he stalked.
Nothing turned Killua's blood into ice faster than hearing that slightly happy tone say, "Kil." He'd been hiding secrets, dangerous ones that could shift the balance of power within the family, and so the darkness that lingered over him had come out to play. As soon as he'd taken Alluka an "inner mission" had begun.
The mission had one simple rule: family members could not kill each other, with the exception of Alluka. The game ended when either Killua proved there was no danger to the family's survival from releasing Alluka, upon Alluka's death, or upon Killua and Alluka's return to the Zoldyck estate.
Hisoka had taken Illumi's invitation to join, but Hisoka only ever played for one side, his own.
Two people weren't enough to even with the advantage of peeping on Killua through the old butler Tsubone's glasses. They would need more allies and fortunately it was within Illumi's power to create them.
Thunk thunk thunk long thin needles pierced into his victim's skulls. Saturated in Illumi's nen, they would obey his every command till death and those that unfortunate enough to survive would be invalids for the rest of their lives.
With a slight hum, Hisoka observed the twitching Needleman as they staggered forward. He was not the only one who broke his toys when he was done with them.
'Perhaps that's why we make such good friends.'