Requiem of Fate

by Laviente

A novel tale of how incidentally, the ever devote and loyal Kurapika and the lawless, cold and criminal mastermind, Chrollo Lucifer come to realize just how intertwined and linked their lives really are.

32. Of Claws and Fangs

A/N: Hello, again, dear readers, I return with yet another installment, and as promised, the intensity of the plot within the story has only increased. Finally, we are getting to see more Genei Ryodan dynamics as well as the interaction between Kurapika and his friends. This is a chapter I had definitely been eager to reach and write.

Of course, it's nice to be able to focus on more aspects than just the relationship development between Kurapika and Chrollo. We finally get to see how everyone around them handles the notion of their unity while expanding on Kurapika's slow integration into the Spiders. I must say this part of the story was a long time coming. ;)

Last but not least, a big thanks to Sweet(s) Dreamer for her time in beta'ing RoF's chapters. 💗💗💗💗

Summary: In light of the looming danger threatening the lands, both the Genei Ryodan and Kurapika's friends have come together in a collective effort to thwart the interlopers who could rain down mass destruction upon them. In preparation for such a battle, finding commonality is a lesson that isn't quickly learned.

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"How much longer do we actually have to wait?"

"For as long as we need to until Danchou arrives."

The sound of cards being flipped briefly disrupted the silence as a group of people sat around a small, decrepit room, the dim lighting barely enough to see although the sun had long since reached its peak. Candles lined the area to give the illumination needed for what the light outside could not provide. In the center, a few of them sat in the form of a ring.

A card was tossed into the pile.

"It's your turn Phinks," Shalnark commented while trying to focus on his own hand as he analyzed what he held in anticipation of his next move.

"I still can't believe we are doing this." Came another voice from across the room, and the blond raised an eyebrow briefly, but instantly dismissed the statement and continued watching the game before him.

Another card was tossed towards the center.

"There really is no use in complaining, Nobunaga." Someone else stated, and a female with pink hair motioned from where she was positioned and gave the man who dressed as a Samurai a scrutinizing look. She twined a nearly clear piece of thread idly around her finger. "We have a mission to complete, and it's best to just think about getting it done without protest."

For a split second, a look of incense crossed over Nobunaga's features before he closed his eyes and reclined back against the wall he was standing in front of. "Yeah, I know." He grumbled and crossed his arms. "Doesn't mean I like it."

Machi's brows came together before she released an exasperated sigh. "You agreed to it, or did you forget?"

"No, I haven't." He commented back. Nobunaga wondered in the back of his mind whatever it was that made him agree to something as ludicrous as this, and yet, he still felt obligated. "I just choose not to think about it."

"Well," Phinks looked up from the cards in his hands and gave the Samurai a mocking grin, "that isn't surprising." He, as well as the rest of the Ryodan, were very well aware of just how obstinate Nobunaga could be. More times than not, it was usually him that was generally argumentative, especially when it came down to decisions he didn't agree with. Which tended to be a lot of them.

"Oh, shut up!" Nobunaga blurted out, and he felt one of his eyes twitch. It was hard keeping his hand from wanting to reach up and grasp the hilt of his sword. He didn't know how the hell he managed to tolerate this lot. Then again, it was a given that most of them couldn't withstand being together in the same room for very long.

Silence had descended the room following the Samurai's comment, and for once, the peace was a welcomed aspect. It was times like these when Nobunaga enjoyed the lack of conversation. More times than not, he hated dealing with their varying opinions and ideas. Even the general discourse could become dull or irritating.

It wasn't as if they didn't learn how to work together, but even that could become a challenge. There were so many times he could recount the dissention that happened between them over disagreements, yet, it was harder than not to stop the infighting completely.

"C'mon Nobunaga, there is no reason to get upset," Shalnark chimed in almost too cheerily, "not like there is much that can be done about it anyway."

Damn it, the blond bastard was always so smug. Nobunaga huffed in exasperation, and Shalnark only shook his head as a result. Sometimes, dealing with the Samurai's disposition was exhausting.

Shrugging, Shalnark turned his attention from Nobunaga and resumed observing the game before him; continuing to banter with the man, he thought, would only serve to instigate the dispute. Once the Samurai made up his mind, there was almost no changing it. Nobunaga was fixated, and further insistence would only serve to provoke his temperament. At the current, there was a lot on everyone's mind, and the shift in their group's situation had all of them virtually on edge. Most were still trying to process what transpired in the last few days.

Even he was struggling with the recent outcome.

Shalnark flung a card into the center and sighed.

"Everything happening now is his fault, you know. If it weren't for the Chain User, we wouldn't be in the damn position we are in."

Nobunaga's comment practically cut through the quiet which had taken over them, and a solemn expression crossed almost every face in the room. The memory of their exchange with the Chain User was still fresh in their minds, specifically the reveal of his relationship with Chrollo. It had been a heavy blow, and most of the Spiders were still trying to contend with the news - especially with the fact their Danchou had made such a radical decision to accept the young blond as a partner rather than extract penance for their comrades' deaths.

Some of them understood the reason for their Danchou's decision, while others struggled with the fact and were renitent to accept it. Nobunaga took it the worst of all.

"While that may be true," Machi crossed her arms and gazed at everyone in the room even though her comment was directed at Nobunaga, "there isn't much we can do about it." She stated tersely. "It was Danchou's decision, after all."

Once again, Machi's concise proclamation had ceased everyone's voices, and Nobunaga closed his eyes then grumbled. He had been well aware of Chrollo's decisions and the fact that their leader was thoroughly enamored with the blasted Chain User, but he was still struggling with coming to grips that it was even proposed the young man also join them. After all, wasn't he on a quest to avenge his clan for what happened to them?

Nobunaga snorted. The thought of the Chain User joining them alienated him. There was something about it that didn't sit right with him, particularly with how close the man was with their leader. The thought of it made him want to vomit. He remembered the blatant affection that was displayed before all of them, and once again, Nobunaga found it hard to hold back the disgust he felt. It wasn't the fact their Danchou was gay, but the fact that it was the Chain User he chose to form a romantic relationship with.

The very notion was beyond ludicrous.

"You don't have to tell me twice." He responded categorically, his eyes meeting hers. "However, I still don't like it. Something doesn't feel right to me about the entire situation."

The weight of Nobunaga's statement generated a moment of contemplation and a hum resonated around the room. While it was true most of them suspected there was more to the situation then what they knew, it was still hard to reach a definitive agreement regarding the position they were in. Most were torn between outrage and actually contending. However, the latter Nobunaga found was harder to accept.

"I agree." Another voice cut through the discourse, and everyone's attention turned towards an eyebrowless man who sat amid the ring of people in the center. "There is a lot that doesn't add up here, and honestly, I haven't liked the idea from the start. The very fact that Danchou has allowed the Chain User to reside among us really bothers me. Why would he allow that bastard to join? Especially after what happened with Uvogin and Pakunoda?"

It wasn't like Phinks always to be straightforward, but contesting the man's statement was virtually pointless, even if the notion raised viable questions. "Personally," Shalnark interjected, "I think Danchou knows what he is doing. Regardless if I agree with the decision or not, there isn't anything he hasn't done that wasn't with the Troupe's interest in mind."

"Still," Phinks began, not entirely convinced, "how can we be certain? Not only is it strange that Danchou has been willing to accept the Chain User, but also for the man to be so inclined to join us makes it sound even crazier." He crossed his arms, clearly irritated.

"Danchou obviously has his reasons." Shalnark furthered and looked at his comrade straight in the eye. "That much we can say."

"Why are you so willing to accept this?" Phinks countered, voice rising. "You act as if you are completely okay with it."

The blond geek sighed and reclined back, the cards in his hand almost forgotten. "That's not it," he began, tone cool, "I don't agree with all of it, but I trust Danchou." Of course, he was leary of the proposal regarding Kurapika joining them as he didn't fully trust the younger man, but who was he to contest their leader's dictum?

"Truthfully, I feel the same way." Everyone turned instantly to face the large man who sat across the room. Franklin had remained quiet during the majority of the discord which ensued, yet, listening to the unrelenting bickering had slightly worn on his nerves. "When has Danchou done anything that was not for the benefit of the Spider?" He questioned and eyed everyone around him. "I am sure whatever his reasons are, it isn't solely for his own personal gain."

Although there were weight and merit to his words, the statement invoked a mixture of emotions as a result. Machi, Bonolenov, and Kortopi appeared contemplative, but Phinks was irate while Nobunaga looked positively riotous. The man was a thunderhead waiting to explode.

"You can't be serious?!" The Samurai countered, his outburst causing several of the Ryodan to cover their ears. "Why is everyone okay with this? Have any of you forgot that it was the Chain User who killed Uvo and Paku?"

"No, we haven't." This time, it was a much softer voice that captivated their attention, and all eyes landed on Shizuku who casually pushed her large-framed glasses up her nose. "But don't you all agree that we should at least trust Danchou? I'm sure he knows what he is doing." She added without a hint of scrutiny to her words.

Both men scowled at the young woman's response and Phinks clenched his fists, but neither one of them decided to contest it further. Regardless of circumstance, it was ultimately Chrollo's decision.

Many times since that fateful meeting they had deliberated over the integrity of their Danchou's leadership skills and whether or not they chose to continue following him, but in the end, there was no one else better suited to remain the head of the Spider. Chrollo had been the one who brought them all together and was the very same person who gave them all a reason to be. Had it not been for him, it was possible that most of them would have still been wallowing through the filth and sediment of Meteor City. Or at the very worst - dead.

"Also," a shorter man clad in ebony robes addressed everyone present as he rose from his seat behind those who sat in the ring and went closer, eyes narrowed, "didn't the Chain User state he was ready to prove his loyalty to us? I say we should wait and see exactly how he plans on doing that."

The answer wasn't one most expected to hear from Feitan as the man was generally recalcitrant and stringent, but it wasn't far from accurate. Each of them remembered the Chain User's words and the adamancy of showing just how genuine his desire was in becoming a part of the Spider. It was an idea that made it difficult to deny or wish to ignore, yet, not many were quick to accept him nonetheless. What happened to their comrades was something that wouldn't be easily forgotten.

If the Chain User sought acceptance, well then, he had to do more than just prove his loyalty. He had to show he was indeed a Spider heart and soul.

Reaching that conclusion wasn't something most of them were readily inclined to welcome with open arms, and it was going to take more than mere words to sway a change in opinion otherwise. Keeping faith in their Danchou's reasons for harboring the connection he did with the Chain User, however, was an entirely separate matter. Not once had Chrollo lead them astray - why start now?

"Alright, you've made your point," Nobunaga groused and let his gaze land on Feitan, "that it's possible the Chain User is telling the truth, and we should trust in our leader's judgment, but I still say that we remain on the side of caution." It seemed that regardless of circumstance, they were just going in practical circles at any rate. Although the collective consensus was general adversity for Chrollo allowing their virtual enemy to join them along with the relationship he has with the man, there were only varying opinions on actually going along with it.

Just knowing the last survivor of the Kurta clan was amid them appalled Nobunaga along with a semblance of feeling betrayed. He was confident it was the same for a few others as well. Even Phinks appeared frustrated. Feitan seemed stoic while everyone else was torn between rumination and ambiguity.

Only Shizuku's expression suggested she was more understanding than not.

Then again, even their newest member, the Zoldyck child looked passive about it.

"It's not as if any of us are quick to accept it," Machi spoke up again, but this time, however, she kept her posture more rigid, confidence in her demeanor, "yet, as concerned such an aspect has made me, I still trust in Danchou's judgment. If he thinks the Chain User will be an asset to us, then I believe we should see exactly how this plays out." Her eyes swept over every head in the room before closing them briefly. Most of the Spiders, as Machi knew, tended to entrust in her instincts. "Doesn't mean I trust the Chain User currently and I say that in the meantime, we at least keep an eye on him."

Instantly, the rest of them nodded in agreement, and even though Nobunaga was still fighting to reach the same conclusion as the rest of his comrades, he couldn't deny that usually what Machi said was right. Perhaps he wasn't entirely on board, but for now, he would have just to deal.

Rising from his seat, Franklin practically loomed over them, his expression temperate. "That sounds like the best recourse. It will also allow us to observe the Chain User and how he behaves. The interaction may give us a basic idea of exactly what he is capable of."

Briefly, they all considered the possibility behind Franklin's statement. If it were actually possible to find an advantage for the Spider by incorporating the Chain User in their ranks, well, it just may be worth the risk of letting him walk among them. Both Nobunaga and Phinks remained skeptical while Feitan looked indifferent, but the torture specialist was more intrigued than not.

"I think it's settled then," Shalnark concluded in his all too lively voice. "As Danchou said, this mission we are about to go on will be a test to evaluate exactly how intent the Chain User is in joining us. Let's see if what he does amounts to anything he's told us."

The finality of the words spoken invoked a hum of agreement from the rest of the Spiders, except Nobunaga who persisted on staying dissented. "I still don't like this but will go along with it even if it's against my better judgment." He paused a moment before letting his firm, surly gaze to sweep over everyone present. "However, if I suspect even once the Chain User plans to betray us, I will kill him."

Such strong and callous words didn't go unacknowledged as no one attempted to oppose his declaration and Nobunaga snorted. He still couldn't believe he allowed himself to be roped into the situation he was in, but going back now was not an option. In the back of his mind, the Samurai was still unforgiving of the transgressions passed against them even if such was a blatant contradiction. There was just no room to abolish the hatred he had for the Chain User, regardless if he was really searching to make amends.

Out of all of them, Nobunaga was the most affected by the loss of Uvogin and Pakunoda despite that all of them took it hard in one way or another. It was reprehensible that he had to work with their killer. The Samurai ground his teeth, finding it hard to retain his composure, but settled on suppressing his anger. For now. He would sit back and let this little fracas play out.

Hopefully, none of them were wrong about any of it — especiallyChrollo.

Everyone had fallen into an awkward silence just as the sound of footsteps echoed through the hallway leading to the room they were in and moments later, two figures emerged from the shadows. Collectively, they all turned to face the two newcomers, and it was then Shalnark's voice was the first to ring out through the stillness.

"Danchou!" He exclaimed, grin returning. It remained even after he noticed Kurapika slide out from behind Chrollo. This time, the man's appearance didn't unnerve him or catch him off guard.

One by one, a symphony of voices calling out Danchou all resonated together as each of the Spiders acknowledged the arrival of their leader. As Chrollo motioned towards the center, he could then hear a few hushed whispers when they noticed Kurapika trailing behind him. It was expected as not all of them were accepting of his lover still and it would be quite sometime before any of them became accommodating.

Regardless of the contention directed at him, Chrollo noticed that Kurapika kept himself resolute, shoulders staying squared. He found a place to sit and immediately, Kurapika came to sit beside him.

"Don't let it affect you," Chrollo uttered in his lover's direction and the younger man nodded in response.

"Oh, I don't plan to." He wasn't about to allow himself to be intimidated. Not now. Not ever. Kurapika didn't let such happen last time, and he wasn't about to start now.

When everyone was settled, Chrollo surveyed the people before him. There was so much to do, and continuing to get organized was essential. Not only did they need to test Kurapika to prove his worth and fealty before his Spiders, but there was also the urgency to eliminate an immensely dangerous slew of creatures. With as much dissidence there was among them, Chrollo didn't want to allow the situation to linger. He even figured it would become more complicated once his lover's friends also became involved.

He and Kurapika expected their arrival soon as well, to which Chrollo was sure would only heighten the already thick tension in the air around them.

"As you know," his voice rang out, authority clear in the tone, "we have reconvened here in preparation for our mission to Mirie as was agreed on. Not only are we readying to corral and eliminate the looming threat of extremely dangerous beasts, but for all of us to witness Kurapika's allegiance to the Spider." Chrollo cast a glance towards the blond beside him before continuing. "Furthermore, Kurapika's friends are aware of the circumstances between him and I and of his decision to join us. In light of that, they have agreed to assist us."

Concluding his statement, Chrollo took the time to assess the reactions garnered by his speech as his focus landed on each and every face he could see. The fact no one spoke up after that consequently left him slightly unnerved, and he noticed Kurapika also stiffened as a result. Chrollo started to wonder what exactly his Spiders thought when finally it was Nobunaga who actually spoke up.

Why wasn't Chrollo the least bit surprised?

"So, you're telling us the brat's friends agreed to this without so much as a hitch?" He questioned, voice gruff.

"Yes," Chrollo answered, and Nobunaga's expression only darkened. "At first, they weren't thrilled, I can attest to that, but they feel the same way we do when it comes down to the prospect of these dangerous creatures wreaking mass destruction."

Something about the entire thing still nagged at Nobunaga in the back of his mind, and the man grunted pessimistically. First, the Chain User requisitions to join them, and now his friends were just going to aid them without any stipulations? Even when they were made aware of the Chain User's desire to become apart of them? Could the kids also handle that?

More and more, he didn't like the situation that was unfurling before them. Nobunaga was, like the rest of the Spiders, just so uncertain of where it would lead them although most were trying to keep their faith in Chrollo. Nobunaga hoped none of them come to regret it.

"I still don't like this," he reiterated, voice low and dour, "as I just cannot see why they would be so quick to work beside us. After what happened with our first encounter regarding those kids, I just don't see them being so inclined to join us on this mission. The brat may have decided to, but his friends are an entirely separate matter." His eyes met with Chrollo's, and for a second, there was tension between them.

The response wasn't anything Chrollo was surprised by, yet, with how intent his comrade was acting, it only caused the hairs along his arms to rise, and he couldn't help but sense a prickle of foreboding. Chrollo long since suspected Nobunaga would put up the most resistance, with Feitan and Phinks behind him, but even those two were tame compared to the Samurai. Knowing the man was putting up this much of a front only caused Chrollo to be partially frustrated. It concerned him because of Nobunaga's temperament. Eventually, Chrollo hoped, his longtime friend would come around.

Nobunaga's continued derision was proof already of the man's declining respect. Chrollo just prayed that idealism wouldn't bleed onto the rest of his Spiders.

In any regard, waning respect or no, he wasn't giving up Kurapika no matter the outcome.

Chrollo sighed. "I understand that you have concerns," he furthered, voice going nearly monotone, "and while I cannot blame you due to it, one thing you have to understand is that we are already committed. I wouldn't have accepted any of this had I felt there was a chance of it causing problems for us or if we wouldn't benefit from it." Again, he kept himself immotile, firm. Nobunaga was rebellious and would put up a fight until things swayed into his favor. Chrollo wasn't about to let that happen.

Watching the vexed expression crawl over Nobunaga's features confirmed his suspicions. It would indeed, be a long process to convince the man actually to come around.

Expelling a breath, Nobunaga prepared a retort when Machi decided that she had enough.

The sound of thumping reverberated throughout the area and Nobunaga let out a loud hiss as the pink-haired woman clobbered him over the head once again. "Do you always have to keep whining?" She scolded, eyes boring into his own. "We all know how you feel, and of course, you are not the only one who has questioned this whole thing, but instead of complaining, just consider being quiet for once. In the end, what Danchou says, goes."

She stood there, the space between them virtually nil as her own temperament continued to ferment. Listening to the man's voice was as irritating as it was dealing with his griping. Machi never let her gaze leave his. This time, she would make damned sure he ceased his little folly.

Never once had Nobunaga feared anything. He always faced any challenge head-on, but he nearly cringed at the fervid intensity of Machi's eyes. For someone like her, the woman could be frightening, and even her aura was practically sinister. Relenting, he grumbled and waved a hand dismissively in her direction. "Damn woman, you don't have to be so pushy, I get it," Nobunaga stated, though he kept his cool as not to instigate her wrath any further. "I still don't like any of this, but I did agree despite how I feel." He paused a moment as he broke eye contact with Machi to peer at those in the room. When his gaze landed on Kurapika, however, Nobunaga couldn't hide the scowl that became etched over his visage. It was clear he resented the younger man. The Chain User seemed to be the crux of their problems as of late. "I still blame him, so this had better be worth it."

A drone of voices followed the Samurai's prelection, and Kurapika felt himself growing tense. It was bad enough when that man's eyes landed on his, but hearing his opposition only heightened his concern. He glanced in Chrollo's direction, but his lover appeared stoic. There was a scowl on those lips, but nothing else outwardly told Kurapika how the older man was feeling.

So, he remained stationary, poised at Chrollo's side although he felt an underlying pull to edge closer to his lover, the desire to have those arms around him was strong. Being in front of the Spiders - regardless if they were now his comrades - was still hard on him. The look of scrutiny along with criticism accented nearly every face in the room. Only a select few appeared to harbor more measuring expressions than ones that came off as judgemental. Kurapika turned to face Chrollo when he felt the traces of warmth over the edge of his side.

"Don't stress yourself." He whispered, and Kurapika nodded when Chrollo's arm came securely around him. Now was not the time to break down.

Before anybody could speak, the presence of new auras entering the area drew everyone's attention, and Kurapika followed the direction everyone turned in without hesitation. The signatures of the energy fields were unfamiliar to him until they drew close enough that he was able to discern who they were from amid the flow of the ones in the room and immediately Kurapika drew in a breath. Chrollo felt the blond stiffen and turned to look back in his direction.

Tightening his arm around Kurapika, Chrollo hoped the contact would help calm the younger man. "Are they here?" He questioned, concern lacing his voice. Kurapika didn't respond promptly, but he could tell by his lover's posture that he was probably right.

Footsteps began to echo through the halls leading up to the room they were in, and Kurapika prepared himself for what was to come. "Yes." He answered subsequently after taking a deep breath to once again, calm his rapidly beating heart. Kurapika wondered how the stress hadn't killed him yet.

Staying close to his lover, he remained silent as he and everyone else awaited the arrival of the newcomers to their rendezvous point. It didn't take long before three people emerged from the darkness.

Instantly, all eyes landed on a tall man who was accompanied by two kids. Again, the Genei Ryodan fell into a hushed conversation, and Kurapika could only fathom the things they were saying. Neglecting to move, the Kurta kept his eyes on his friends, watching them until it was Gon who finally met his gaze.

It was plain the boy found it hard to smile, considering the company they were in, but all eyes followed Gon as he made his over. "Kurapika." He spoke, once he was close enough, amber eyes never leaving his. "This is the place you wanted us to meet up at?" Turning momentarily, he let his focus scan over those around him, and he instantly recognized a few faces from the last time he came across the Spiders in Yorknew. Gon couldn't help the slight anger he felt as his lips pursed into a thin line.

Kurapika noticed Gon's reaction and answered before the boy could allow himself to show his disapproval any further. "Yes. Here is where we will be discussing our plans before we proceed to Mirie. How are Killua and Leorio holding up?"

Gon let his attention fall back on Kurapika, and the same frown that was present on his features greeted his friend once more. There was no denying the fact that none of them were comfortable with the circumstances they were in, and Gon was sure the young Kurta understood that. "Well, Killua is managing although he is still concerned. Leorio, on the other hand, griped all the way here."

"I see," Kurapika responded. His gaze darted towards Leorio and Killua who were standing apprehensively a short distance away while exchanging caustic stares with the Ryodan. Dealing with the vitriol between the two groups wasn't going to be simple. "In any regard, it's best we focus on the task at hand. As difficult that may sound."

The boy nodded and turned away from Kurapika just as Killua and Leorio motioned over to where they were, all the while the Spiders watched petulantly, but it was plain the two were doing their best to ignore them.

That was until Killua's eyes landed on someone familiar. Once recognition hit, the boy's expression turned from curious to shocked. "Kalluto?" He blurted out in sheer disbelief. "What are you doing here?"

Several moments passed before the dark-haired Zoldyck member acknowledged being addressed, but when he turned to face Killua, the look he possessed was practically indifferent. "Good to see you brother." He responded, tone bland. Kalluto didn't seem entirely fazed by his older brother's presence.

Killua narrowed his eyes suspiciously as he was sure there was more going on than what he was aware of. There was no doubt Kalluto was hiding something and to see him with the Spiders obviously made him concerned, but also annoyed. "Don't avoid the question," Killua countered, voice curt, "and tell me why you are here with the Genei Ryodan."

The young Zoldyck stood there unmoving, face unreadable as he surveyed Killua with interest. He knew it was only a matter of time before someone else in his family found out about his connection to the Spiders. "That's because brother," he uttered slowly, "I have joined them."

Each word was like a weight in his mind, and it took Killua several long moments for his brain to parse what Kalluto said. When it finally did, vexation soon mirrored the repudiation he felt. "You what?" Killua stammered, eyes going wide. "Do mother and father know about this?"

Instantly, Kalluto shook his head, though he was still unmoved by his brother's words. "No, they don't." He merely said then continued before Killua could respond. "I have my reasons, however."

He made a sound of disgust in the back of his throat and narrowed his eyes in Kalluto's direction. First Kurapika, then his brother. Killua couldn't believe both of them joined the Genei Ryodan. Of course, it was different when it came down to his friend as Kurapika definitely had his reasons, but his brother was an entirely separate matter. His attention then turned towards Chrollo.

"Did you know about this?" Killua demanded.

It was then Chrollo acknowledged the presence of Kurapika's friends. He raised an eyebrow at the implication. "Yes. But I was not made aware of your brother's induction until after Kurapika and I were on our way back to Yorknew. As for his reasons in joining, that I yet do not know. He was recommended by Illumi Zoldyck from my understanding."

Gritting his teeth, Killua was literally frustrated. Now his older brother was somehow involved. Eventually, he would figure out what exactly was going on. He cast a disparaging look towards Kalluto then expelled a heavy sigh. "We will discuss this later." He relented, knowing there was still a more pressing issue which required their attention. The sensation of weight on his arm turned his gaze onto Gon who watched him with concern. Even Kurapika and Leorio appeared the same. "What's wrong?" Gon asked.

"It's nothing…" Killua lied, then attempted a smile to prevent his friends from worrying. "We should probably get back to the matter at hand. There are some beasts we need to deal with, right?"

The response Killua gave confused Gon, and he looked over to where his friend was previously focused on, and vaguely he remembered seeing the dark-haired kid in the kimono somewhere before, but he couldn't quite place his finger on it. He debated on it for a few seconds before smiling and nodding. "Yeah, we do."

Once again, Chrollo let his attention fall on the three before him. "In any regard, it's good that you were able to join us," he drawled, "since we are about to discuss the current plan." Chrollo then turned away, and his eyes landed on Kurapika. "Are you ready, babe?" He questioned with a smile.

"About as ready as I'll ever be," Kurapika confirmed as he was satisfied that Killua was okay and then he drew in a breath while attempting to steady himself. There was still so much ahead of them, and he needed strength.

"Good." He said, pleased that his partner had no reservations. Time was of the essence, and Chrollo knew there was little room for delay. The longer they took to enact their strategy, the higher the odds were of those beasts getting loose and havoc reigning down upon the world. Both groups needed to work together and cooperate if they were to succeed as it was going to take their combined efforts to win. As a whole, Chrollo was confident they would be strong. Divided, well, he didn't want to think about that.

Besides, it was Kurapika's chance to prove himself to his future comrades.

"I still can't believe you agreed to let them accompany us," Nobunaga suddenly interjected in a brusque tone, his attention on Chrollo, "I get that you wanted to recruit the kids, but do you really think it's a good idea to bring that other guy along?" And his finger pointed directly at Leorio, "I mean, how much can we actually trust them?"

Leorio's head snapped towards the Samurai, exasperation evident in his demeanor. "Who are you to say if I can come or not?" He shot back and curled his hands into fists before raising them up in front of him. "I'll have you know that I am well suited for this mission."

A snort followed Nobunaga's scathing frown as it formed over his thin lips. He crossed his arms again, though it was hard resisting the urge to reach for the katana at his hip. "Yeah, like I actually believe that," he countered, his eyes boring into Leorio's own, "since you're friends with the Chain User. We still don't trust him; what makes you think we trust any of you?"

Restraining himself from allowing his emotions to show was difficult as Leorio felt the rage welling inside him and the man ground his teeth audibly. It was already proving difficult to work with people who were murderous and housed a superiority complex, but dealing with the one who had a topknot proved to be infuriating.

Disdain washed over Leorio's countenance. "Who are you to even judge?!" He snapped, barely registering the grip that Killua and Gon had on both his arms. "You don't know anything about us!" All he wanted to do was lunge at the man, hands itching to curl around Nobunaga's throat. Deep down in the back of his mind, he wondered how Kurapika was even willing to try and put up with this lot.

In truth, Leorio wanted to strangle the man.

"I know enough," Nobunaga retorted coolly, aware he was no longer able to refrain from reaching for the hilt of his sword, fingers gripping it nearly vice-like, "that you are no different from him," the Samurai's eyes shot towards Kurapika before going back to Leorio, "and I still resent him for what he did to my friends."

Each word hit like a boulder, hard and fast, causing Leorio to falter into shock before rage seethed to the very edges of his being. "You bastard!" He growled, and at that moment, he attempted to charge right at the man, but then cognizance reminded him that he was being held back by his friends, their voices desperate to reach him. After a few minutes of struggling, Leorio relented.

"Calm down, Leorio," Gon spoke, the boy's voice sharp and imploring, "getting angry isn't helping us."

"Yeah, old man," Killua added, the boy's silver eyes almost impassive as they locked with his own. "I don't like this any more than you, but acting reckless isn't going to do any good."

Even Machi found that she agreed with the current sentiment and this time, she threatened to tie Nobunaga up after hitting him over the head harder then she did previously. He glowered at her, but more so when he caught the sound of Phinks and Feitan snickering at him.

How insufferable.

Kurapika rubbed his temples - watching the display which unfolded before them only added to the stress he was dealing with. He didn't expect a warm reception between his friends and the Genei Ryodan, and most certainly, Kurapika didn't blame Leorio for how the man felt, but arguing with the Spiders was the last thing he expected his friend to do.

Then again, Kurapika long since knew just how impetuous Leorio could be. The way he acted didn't surprise the young Kurta in the least.

Before anything, he noticed Chrollo had risen, one hand gliding into the air. "Enough." He commanded, and silence descended around the room. Even he, Kurapika surmised, was at his wit's end. Though, he didn't blame his lover. Dealing with the bullshit from everyone was more than enough to fray the nerves. Kurapika commended him; Chrollo had a lot to go through just as he did. "Fighting like this isn't getting us anywhere, and all of you," his gaze slid over to his Spiders, "know how we settle disputes."

It was a long time before anyone spoke. Kurapika then stood up and used the opportunity to voice how he felt. "To start off, I will say that I do understand because of what occurred between us in the past, there is still tension and distrust. With that in mind, I don't expect any of you to believe me, nor do I wish to invoke any potential hostility. But regardless of circumstance," Kurapika paused for a split second as he let his attention drift towards his friends before resuming, "we are going to have to set aside our differences if we are going to work together. There isn't anything more I can say other than I ask of you to let me prove myself and show you my true intentions." Expelling a pent up breath, the younger man straightened himself even more while keeping a firm grip on his composure. "And one more thing, my name is Kurapika, not the Chain User."

Each of the members of the Genei Ryodan all moved off to one side of the room after he concluded his statement and Kurapika looked down when he heard Gon's voice address him over the flow of whispers. "So, you really mean it when you say that we have to work with them?" The boy asked although he sounded slightly dubious and nodded his head in the direction of where the Spiders sat huddled together.

"Yes," Kurapika answered and leaned a little against Chrollo, the warmth from the closeness they shared was enough to ease some of the tension, "not only because of the enemy we face but also because I am becoming one of them. It may not seem like it now, but this is something I have to do, not only for myself but for my clan as it was their final wish."

The look which shone in Gon's eyes conveyed simple understanding and forbearance. Automatically, Kurapika expelled a sigh of relief as it felt like a huge weight had been lifted since he had been continuously worried about his friend's approval of his decision. It didn't entirely surprise Kurapika that Gon reacted in such a way as the boy had always been more supportive of his choices than his other two friends, but when it came down to it, how Gon felt held the most weight.

It gave Kurapika hope that with enough time, they would all become accepting of the choice he made.

"Don't worry, then I definitely will help you." He said enthusiastically as a goofy grin spread over his face, and the very aspect made it hard for Kurapika to resist letting his own smile show. It was times like these where the Kurta felt he could really be himself.

"Honestly," the sound of Killua's voice drew their attention from one another and they turned to face the silver-haired boy, "I still don't like having to work with these guys," he jabbed a finger in the direction of where the Spiders were, "but if it means that much to you, then I suppose I can deal with it."

Another answer Kurapika didn't expect, and it only surprised him even more. When he first entertained the idea of telling his friends of his choice to be with Chrollo and to join the Spiders, the blond expected perpetual resistance over it, but for them to show leniency this soon added to the spark of faith he needed to stay positive that everything would work out in the long run.

Moving forward was getting easier, but one brick remained in the way still. Getting around it was the most difficult part, and Kurapika's attention landed on Leorio. The man had his eyes closed, and a discernible frown was over his lips. It was clear he was still in debate over the current situation.

Leorio remained silent for a while, then shoved his hands roughly into his pockets in sheer defeat. "I get it," he grumbled as one eye opened to look directly at Kurapika, "and this is something you feel you need to do. While I agree with Killua about disliking this, I won't abandon you." Turning his back to Kurapika and the two boys, Leorio stood there and thought a moment before gazing back over his shoulder. "Just so long as I don't have to deal with that guy." He furthered and jabbed a thumb in the Samurai's direction.

Waiting for Leorio's decision had left Kurapika hanging on with bated breath, but once his friend confirmed to at least participate in the upcoming mission, he finally was able to feel better about the prospect and of the outcome. "One step closer and in the right direction," Kurapika thought.

The sensation of weight around his waist brought Kurapika from his abstraction, and he realized that Chrollo was watching him, a smile on those plush lips. "It appears things are falling into place, even if slowly." His lover spoke in a placating tone and used his free hand to brush aside a few golden locks from his eyes. "Try not to worry so much babe, it will only make it harder for you."

Kurapika tilted his head slightly into the gentle touch, and for a moment, he nearly forgot about the world around him. "Easier said than done," the younger man cooed and allowed himself to look into Chrollo's enticing grey eyes, "but I am sure that I will be able to once this is all over."

Just then, the sound of shuffling announced the Spiders had moved back into the center of the room, and Chrollo broke eye contact with Kurapika reluctantly to let his attention fall on his comrades. It didn't, however, stop the grip he kept around Kurapika's slender body.

"What decision have you reached?" He announced in a casual tone, posture rigid yet, commanding.

Who stepped forward didn't astonish Chrollo at the least and Shalnark's usual smile gave him a vague indication that he was going to at least receive a definite answer.

"We're still in," the blond decreed, tone nearly booming through the room, "and everyone has agreed to continue with giving the Chain User," Shalnark stopped to clear his throat, "I mean, Kurapika a chance."

Chrollo almost showed a brief lapse in stature when he felt like his heart was practically going to drop from his chest in relief. It was temporal, but he swiftly regained his equanimity. "Good," Chrollo added, voice autogenetic. "Then it's fully decided, and there should be no need to contest it further." With that, he looked directly at Nobunaga whose expression was hardened. Chrollo appreciated his friend's determination and indomitable spirit, there were just times when the man was past difficult to contend with.

This time, Chrollo wished Nobubaga would relent for once.

The Samurai huffed as a result but said nothing more when Machi glared at him.

"So," Killua vocalized nonchalantly, hands coming to rest behind his head, "what do we do from here?"

Chrollo didn't expect the kid to actually be assertive and inquire on what was to transpire next as he seemed more circumspect than zealous. "It's time we formulate our plan and then mobilize. There isn't much room for delay, and we need to leave soon for Mirie."

Finally, they were getting somewhere, and Kurapika couldn't agree more.

"Yes, the longer we sit around, the greater the chances become of those creatures breaking away." He furthered, confidence matching the steeled will his eyes projected. "If we are to minimize that risk as much as possible, expediting this is the most logical recourse."

Everyone fell into momentary silence, and Kurapika couldn't help the itch he felt just to get moving and not remain stagnant where he was under such measuring gazes. The sooner they enacted their objective, the better.

"Alright then," Phinks announced and plodded to the front of the group, "let's get started. I am ready to create some chaos and start killing these things." He raised his right arm and rotated it, eagerness present in each motion.

"You took the words right out of my mouth," Leorio added without thinking then immediately paused, "that is, without the 'generating chaos' part." He corrected but turned away sullenly when Nobunbaga let out a boisterous laugh.

Taking a seat once more, Chrollo motioned for everyone else to do the same. It had taken too long for them to decide on a course of action and were finally going to commence with the operation they had planned. He hated dissuasions. "Let's get started, shall we?" Chrollo turned to look at Kurapika, wanting his lover's own concession.

The blond simply nodded and was ready in full earnest to take the next step into the unknown.

---

It was the peak of the day when Chrollo and Kurapika arrived in Falton once again, and the sweltering temperature of the city was almost impossible to ignore. Sustaining in such climates was difficult, especially when it was vastly different than the ones around Yorknew, but it wasn't entirely unfeasible. Kurapika unconsciously raised a hand to wipe away the sweat that had accumulated on his brow as they stepped off the platform at the airport.

Chrollo had come up beside him, and the older man watched him inquisitively. How his lover was able to remain impervious while wearing that coat, Kurapika could not understand. Just looking at it while noticing the shimmering waves in the air around Chrollo's frame was enough to make him regret it. Kurapika shook his head.

Nen or no, even he wasn't able to invoke that kind of resistance. It was easier to do when warding off much milder temperatures, but with just how humid it was, the Kurta knew even trying would be a fruitless attempt.

"Unable to withstand the climate of Falton, babe?" Chrollo smirked, and Kurapika breathed out in exasperation. Why was it his lover felt the need to tease him as he did?

"But aren't you guilty of doing the same thing?" A voice echoed in his mind, and Kurapika couldn't repress the snort which soon followed.

"It's mildly annoying." He responded tersely and turned away. The sun was at its peak, and Kurapika had to raise one of his hands to shield his eyes. Its bright light was bothersome, and keeping it from shining down on his face proved to be problematic. Again, Kurapika couldn't help the annoyance he felt.

Hiding the fact that he was amused by how flustered Kurapika was proved to be impossible for Chrollo and the older man chuckled as a result. "I thought you were used to tropical conditions?" He questioned. "Since you seem to like almost everything else hot." Chrollo teased and the raised eyebrow his lover gave only added to his mirth. Kurapika really was cute when he was miffed.

"You know what?" Kurapika began, then immediately paused. "Fuck you." The blond blurted and narrowed his eyes at Chrollo. He swore to God that sometimes the man could be incorrigible.

Precious. Kurapika was so easy to rile up, and Chrollo loved testing his luck when it came down to it. "That's something for us to do later my sexy Kurapika." He winked and let the grin that was on his face spread even wider.

Kurapika instantly groaned and rolled his eyes as he felt heat begin to rise up over the skin of his neck and cheeks. He swiftly turned away to prevent Chrollo from noticing. "Damn jackass." The blond muttered to himself.

How his lover reacted and the flush of crimson he managed to catch dusting over those soft, pale cheeks as Kurapika turned away pleased Chrollo significantly. The younger man was something special, even if he got roused without much effort. Then again, something like that also had its benefits. More so when it came down to matters of intimacy. The very thought delighted Chrollo.

"You love me." He remarked then came up beside Kurapika when his lover picked up the pace and began walking ahead of him. Clearly, the Kurta was vexed, but eventually, Chrollo knew he would get over it. Just like every other time when he had taken the risk of provoking the blond Kurta.

"I do," Kurapika responded softly, then after a rather long pause, he attempted to change the subject. "So, are we going to meet up with everyone else?" Tilting his head, he cast a sidelong look towards Chrollo. "Because I am sure we don't want to be late in arriving."

Although he could see Kurapika watching him from his peripheral vision, Chrollo kept his eyes forward. More than likely, his lover had calmed down, but the statement he made was a rather good point, and the older man shook everything else from his mind. There was still the matter at hand, and getting to the rendezvous point was of the utmost importance. Dallying for any longer was inadvisable.

The grin on his lips faded, and Chrollo's expression turned more crucial. "Yes." He began and shoved his hands into the pockets of his leather coat. "And not only that, but it's best we begin our trek to Mirie soon since the final leg of the trip will have to be done on foot."

It was true, and although the aspect was something Kurapika wasn't looking forward to, it was in the best interest of everyone along with the success of the mission they remained cloaked once entering the forests around the city. The last thing any of them wanted to do was alert those creatures to their presence.

"Agreed. Hence why I think we should really pick up the pace." Kurapika stated then proceeded to exit the airport and towards the already packed streets of Falton. Right before he could reach the pathway which led into the main thoroughfare, Kurapika abruptly stopped when he picked up on the presence of someone familiar. Chrollo came to a halt beside him, and a cautious expression crossed over his chiseled features.

Two figures rounded the corner ahead of them, and Kurapika squinted to try and make out who they were, but when they came close enough, he was able to tell one of them was wearing large-framed glasses, had green hair and sported a dress of the same color. The other wore what appeared to be a cow-like outfit. The very notion gave Kurapika instant pause.

Mizaistom.

What was he doing here, and how did he manage to find them?

"Is that the Zodiac member we met on the train?" Chrollo inquired, and Kurapika nodded.

"So it seems." He sighed. If things couldn't get any worse. Now it appeared they would have to deal with the Hunter's Association once more. Still, it rattled him at how quickly they were tracked down again. It was just as bad when the same man had managed to locate them on the train from Winden. The very notion troubled Kurapika.

"We meet again, Kurapika," Mizaistom announced and came to a stop in front of the two men. His attention turned briefly towards Chrollo, and he nodded in affirmation of the other's presence. "Same to you, Mr. Lucifer."

He locked eyes with the man in the cow suit, and Kurapika's lips twisted into a disapproving frown, posture becoming defensive. "Skip the formalities, Mizaistom. Why are you here?" He demanded curtly.

Mizaistom kept a smile on his face even though he could clearly tell that Kurapika was frustrated. "If you must know, we received intel that you and Mr. Lucifer, along with several other people, I presume the Genei Ryodan along with your friends, had decided to return to Mirie. Since you two are the only remaining survivors of the massacre there, it made sense you would plan to eradicate the creatures."

So, the association had been keeping tabs on them all along? Lovely. Kurapika wasn't thrilled. Not only was he mortified but furious as well. It was something he didn't believe they would go far enough to do. "You plan to try and arrest us then?" Kurapika instantly cut to the chase, not ready to beat around the bush. "Or are you going to allow us to proceed without interference?"

The answer didn't surprise him in the least, and Mizaistom kept his posture unimposing. "It's not like that," he clarified, and his hands came up in a gesture of yielding before him, "we don't plan to arrest you, or any of the Genei Ryodan regardless of the bounties you have." Mizaistom furthered, though his expression became stern following his next words. "We do, however, request to accompany you to Mirie as my associate, Cheadle and I would like to assist you in any way we can with these creatures."

Kurapika almost couldn't believe his ears - he was dumbfounded, and yet, he could only stare at the Zodiac member.

First, he and Chrollo had been tagged and monitored like animals, then being petitioned to take along the very same people who viewed them with a skewed opinion? It was completely ludicrous.

"You really expect us to believe that?" He replied flatly, expression hardening. "How can we trust you?"

"Actually," Chrollo interposed, "I think it's more of why do you even want to help us?"

The woman next to Mizaistom pushed the glasses she wore up the bridge of her nose, and then her demeanor changed. She looked despotic. "That's because not only is this a new, undocumented species that needs to be studied, but we can't very well allow them to continue running amok, right?" There was a pause as she expelled a breath then continued. "To be quite honest with you, I'd like to observe these creatures, and what better chance to do so then while they are being contained by a group of strong Nen users?"

It was still undeniable that such a request was even being presented and Kurapika glanced at Chrollo who was still trying to puzzle out the woman before him. With her appearance, it was hard not to disregard the serious undertone. Kurapika didn't instantly recognize it, but he frowned when he noticed the dog-like ears on her head and the semblance of a snout on her face. Did all of the Zodiacs dress like animals? The notion was utterly ridiculous.

Still, Kurapika pulled his focus back to the task at hand, and he closed his eyes briefly. "I really don't know about this. Something tells me not to trust it." Shifting his gaze to Chrollo once again, the blond did his best to contain his unease. "What do you think about it?" He asked.

Keeping his eyes trained on the woman wasn't hard as Chrollo not only found her appearance rather intriguing but the fact she held such an emphatic stature was enough to draw his attention. Indeed, he was trying to analyze her and uncover what skills and habits she had.

Because of the distraction, it took Chrollo a few seconds to register Kurapika's question. "Considering the nature behind our mission, I will have to agree that being in the company of hunters from the association does concern me; especially with a criminal hunter in our midst."

There was a temporary lapse in his speech, and both of the Zodiac members looked at him obliquely. Chrollo could tell neither of them was pleased with the result. Cheadle closed her eyes and pushed her glasses up habitually this time. "Trust me, neither of us is here to seek your capture, Mr. Lucifer. My associate and I merely want to study those creatures. To be perfectly frank, they are a menace and an even bigger threat then you are."

Her reaction oddly enough didn't seem to surprise Chrollo, and he could only look at her thoughtfully. Kurapika however, remained skeptical. "How can we be certain that you won't attempt to arrest any of us once our objective is complete?" He wasn't entirely convinced. After how much he endured in more recent months, Kurapika learned to be more cautious.

"Well, I can't give you anything more aside from my word," Cheadle furthered, and her gaze met Kurapika's, "as I am quite certain you would probably kill us if we were to betray you." She hesitated a second then added. "To compensate for allowing us to join you, we will overlook your activities while on this mission and withdraw without issue once it's over."

Unbelievable. Kurapika was taken aback by her statement, which instantly ceased his voice. The accusation left him nearly reeling as the last thing he considered was murder to save his own ass - it was absolutely inconceivable!

"Would you do it if it came down to protecting those you care about, like Chrollo for instance?" Another voice whispered from the darkness inside his mind, and Kurapika was nearly startled by it. Would he even be able to perceive such a thing? Could he take a life if it meant saving another? Would he really have it in him? Especially for Chrollo?

It made Kurapika go back to a much darker time in his past when he had to survive on his own, back when he was alone, and the world was much crueler than it was now. The very notion caused him to slightly tremble as he remembered times when he had to do things that were beyond undesirable just to subsist. Kurapika didn't even want to think about it.

Whether or not he had it in him Kurapika couldn't tell, nor did he know if he wanted to consider the thought. What would it do to his status as a hunter?

No, he just couldn't do it. Then again, Kurapika was well aware Chrollo could and would.

"While I can say that last statement quite possibly could be true," Chrollo spoke up, and Kurapika was quickly jolted from his trance, causing the young blond to stare at him, "so long as I have your word, then I accept your proposal. Just make sure you don't interfere or get in our way."

The admission made Kurapika blink, and his mouth almost went agape. "Are you certain about this?" He stammered, shock lacing his features. "That we can even trust them?"

A faint smile made its way over Chrollo's lips, and he tilted his head slightly. "Don't worry, love, I am sure they know not to go back on our agreement." He cast a glance back at the two Zodiacs before straightening his back. Chrollo never realized just how stiff it had become. "That said, I think it's best we get moving and head for the rendezvous point. We've delayed long enough."

Kurapika still couldn't believe that his lover was so quick to accept the word of someone they had no real way to provide solid proof or validation of truth from, but he simply clamped his jaw shut. After casting an arbitrary glance to the pair of hunters across from him, Kurapika turned his back and went after his lover, frustration evident in his steps.

As the two men turned away, Cheadle exchanged looks with Mizaistom as the threat that was clear in Chrollo's words echoed loudly in their ears. Once again, the Virus hunter slid her glasses up along the bridge of her nose, a frown twisting her features. "That was certainly an experience." She commented, voice firm. "We're going to have to be careful around them."

Mizaistom kept his eyes forward, but his posture remained inextensible. "I agree. It's easy to tell they are suspicious, especially Chrollo Lucifer. Both of them are on guard, just as it was when I encountered them back on the train bound for Falton."

It was something no less than expected, and Mizaistom had already predicted what kind of resistance he would be met with when he decided to encounter Chrollo Lucifer along with his companion Kurapika. Not only did it surprise him that Kurapika was a survivor of the Kurta clan massacre, but that he was also traveling in the company of the one who orchestrated it. What surprised him more was the realization they had formed a romantic relationship. How that happened, Mizaistom wasn't sure, but it baffled him beyond all recognition.

He chalked it up to it being another mystery that he may or may not ever solve.

"We should probably get going." Cheadle's voice broke Mizaistom from his musing state, and he hummed thoughtfully.

"Yeah." He finally said they both trailed after the young Kurta and leader of the Genei Ryodan.

---

Chrollo and Kurapika were the last to arrive at Winden, both of them glad to have finally made it. As they both stepped through the slipshod door that led into the inn, a blast of raucous voices greeted them almost instantly. Chrollo was able to tell everyone had made it long before he and Kurapika did.

It had felt like forever had passed since either of them had been in the small, rustic village, and it gave Kurapika a sense of nostalgia. Everything was relatively the same from how he remembered it. He followed Chrollo to one of the tables that sat between two others occupied by Ryodan members, and he instantly searched for the kindly man they met on their last trip there, but his eyes soon caught his three friends sitting at the one his lover had gone to. All three of them watched him as he sat down, and Kurapika smiled to keep the mood as light as possible.

"Took you long enough." Leorio blurted out, obvious annoyance in his voice. "Was beginning to wonder if you would ever make it. Sitting here has been boring while dealing with those guys." He furthered and closed his eyes a moment.

"Yeah well," Kurapika began as his eyes darted towards the door of the inn, "Chrollo and I ran into… A slight delay before leaving Falton. Believe me, we weren't looking to hold everyone up."

Curiosity slid over Gon's features as he listened to the conversation, his eyes trained on Kurapika. "What kind of delay?" The boy asked.

The blond expelled a sigh and let his gaze drift back towards his friends. "Honestly, I don't know what to make of it myself, but we ran into two members of the Zodiacs. One was Mizaistom, but he was accompanied by a woman this time."

Shock replaced their analytical expressions, and Leorio looked as if he was about to choke on the food he had been eating. "The Zodiacs?" He blurted out then coughed after that.

"What did they want?" Killua cut in, his steely eyes locked on Kurapika intently.

Kurapika shook his head. "I'm still trying to understand that myself. But apparently, they want to research the beasts that invaded Mirie. They requested to come with us."

As his words sank in, all three of them appeared to be caught between confusion and incredulity. Kurapika didn't blame them, as the appearance of the Zodiacs only complicated matters.

"What?! You mean the Hunter's Association sent elite hunters to follow us?" Leorio responded in a loud tone, and several of the Spider's looked in his direction, inquisition clearly evident in their expressions.

"Did you say the Hunter's Association?" Phinks demanded, his eyes narrowing in Leorio's direction.

The abrupt mention of the Hunter's Association drew Chrollo's attention from listening to the general prattle of his comrades and his eyes landed fixedly on Phinks. He knew it was only a matter of time before he would have to bring up the subject of the Zodiacs.

"You didn't hear him wrong," Chrollo spoke calmly, "as Kurapika and I ran into two of the Zodiacs on our way here."

At that moment, the room fell into total silence, and every head was turned in Chrollo's direction. Even Gon, Killua and Leorio's eyes were trained on the leader of the Spiders

"When were you planning on telling us that?" Nobunaga questioned perlustration heavy in his voice.

"I had no plans on concealing it from anyone," Chrollo began and drew in a breath. Truthfully, he would be glad when this mission was said and done. "The announcement was going to be made before we disembarked from here."

For some reason, he was sure Nobunaga, along with several of the Spiders gave him the stink eye. "What exactly did they want?" Franklin cut in, his expression composed.

"Basically, they are here to document the creatures we are going to exterminate." He added, and Chrollo let his attention fall on the towering man. "They both have ensured me that is their only purpose and not for us."

Nobunaga snorted, frustration apparent on his face. "And you really believe that?"

"I don't trust it either," Kurapika added and crossed his arms, "but I am fairly certain they won't intrude in any way. It seemed both of them understood that much." Listening to the debacle drag on was growing rather tiresome.

Silence fell around them once again before one of the less vocal Spiders decided to chime in. "And how can you be certain of this?" Feitan inquired, his eyes watching Kurapika from above his mask.

"I have an agreement with them," Chrollo supplied evenly, instantly disrupting the contention between his Spiders and Kurapika. "They are well aware of the consequences should they violate it."

"What consequences do you mean?" Leorio insinuated suspiciously, his gaze hardening behind his glasses.

Both Gon and Killua focused on Chrollo following their friend's statement, and Kurapika could tell precisely where it was going. "Let's… Not think about that." He added smoothly. Delving into that sort of topic would only instigate things further.

"Great," Phinks carped, his posture stiff, "now we have damn hunters tagging along." Although his comment wasn't left entirely without contempt as he received several offended looks from certain people present in their company.

"Anyway," a softer voice broke the tension in the air and activity immediately ceased, "shouldn't we be planning our next move?" Shizuku wondered, her eyes appearing larger than they were from behind her glasses.

Everyone in the room seemed to become thoughtful after what she said. Remaining where they were wasn't getting them anywhere. "She's right." Another member of the Spiders who had remained quiet the whole time finally spoke. Bonolenov stood, the man's bandaged body making him nearly blend into their surroundings. "We're only wasting time here."

Chrollo couldn't have agreed more. Especially with how on edge everyone was. "It's a few hours from here on foot to Mirie. It's best we approach the city from the forest around it. If we leave now, we should get there just after nightfall."

This time, there was a consensus of nods in averment, and both Kurapika and Chrollo were glad to see there was no resistance. With the clashing personalities and differences in standpoints, it was best to keep everyone focused on what lay before them. Otherwise, it could be a potential war.

Inwardly, the Kurta hoped that such a dispute would eventually come to an end.

With that, they all exited the inn without so much as a word.

---

The last of the day's light began to slither beneath the horizon as the silhouette of Mirie came into view, the trees of the surrounding area slowly growing denser. Both groups had been navigating the forest for several hours, and although their footsteps were almost silent, it was hard to disregard how eerily quiet it was.

While the Spiders themselves seemed unfazed by the creepiness of it, Leorio, on the other hand, continued to look as if he would freak out at any given time. When it came down to it, the man simply didn't have the fortitude most others did.

Yet, like he, no one said a word, the stillness only making the atmosphere more unnerving.

Soon, they approached the outskirts of the city, its looming presence a haunting sight against the backdrop of the night, the glow of the moon only adding to the gloomy appearance.

Kurapika stopped a few meters before a clearing that extended to walls which surrounded Mirie, and he watched as Chrollo along with his friends moved up beside him. The rest of the Spiders came to a halt as well, though the younger man couldn't see all of them, he could still feel the presence of their auras.

It was hard being back to where he had his horrific encounter, but Kurapika fought diligently to keep the appearance of the city from resurfacing his memories although he wasn't looking forward to facing those beasts again.

"This is it?" Gon inquired, his eyes scanning the ruins around the city analytically.

"Unfortunately it is," Kurapika responded, yet, the blond kept his eyes forward. Something about the forest didn't seem right, but he tried to shove his apprehension aside.

"Whatever these creatures are, you weren't kidding when you said they did a number on the place." Leorio followed, though looking at the decimation only gave him the vaguest idea of what they were up against. The very notion made him shiver.

"You don't know the half of it." Facing those beasts with their indeterminate power and telepathic abilities made them more dangerous and formidable than anyone could imagine and the possibility of running into the same outcome he and Chrollo did their last time here only added to the stress he felt. He hoped their strength in numbers would be enough to defeat and eliminate the creatures before they could cause any more damage.

Kurapika turned to look back over his shoulder as he heard the faint sound of someone approaching and he noticed the two Zodiac members just off in the distance surveying the condition of the city and the area around them.

In the dim lighting, he could tell both Mizaistom and Cheadle were pretty surprised by the state Mirie was in and that aspect made the blond confident enough they at least would be more focused on the scene before them rather than the fact they were in the company of S Class bandits.

Chrollo briefly cast a glance of his own towards their catenates but then fell back onto the city before him. Straightening from his slightly hunched position, he squinted as he looked towards the sealed entrance to Mirie, and noticed the rubble was intact and undisturbed. He wondered if that was a good thing or not, but if they were right, the beasts were still confined within.

He summoned Skill Hunter into his left hand. "We need to proceed with caution as we enter the city." Chrollo addressed those around him, though keeping his tone low as to not alert anything to their presence or give away their position. "The beasts are highly skilled, very tactical, and can easily read movements. Don't let your guard down."

Without hesitation, both groups readied to move forward when a caustic laugh echoed around them, followed by the silhouette of a figure sliding out from the shadows.

"Thought that I would find you here." A voice called out amusingly as the figure moved into the pale moonlight, revealing a tall, slender man with flaming red hair that was spiked, symbols painted on his cheeks and a grin that appeared more malevolent than mischievous.

"Hisoka!" Phinks and Gon yelled in practical unison, but the eyebrowless Spider raised his fists before him, eyes narrowed in disgust at the magician. "How dare you show your face here." He growled.

Hisoka could only continue to grin. Of course, he was thrilled to have found his quarry, while the rest of them were simply a bonus. "Now now, is that a way to greet someone?" The magician hummed, clearly attempting to goad Phinks into losing control.

The dark blond Spider made a sound of disgust in the back of his throat. "Why don't you come here and say that?" Phinks hissed between his teeth. "You're overdue to have your ass kicked."

"Yo, Hisoka." Killua intercepted, and the crazed magician's yellow eyes landed directly on him. The gaze sent a shiver up his spine as the boy couldn't help but feel slightly paralyzed by it. To him, it was odd that Hisoka was alone, or seemed alone as generally, Illmui was usually lurking around wherever the magician was. The notion left Killua curious. "Where is my brother?" He spoke, getting straight to the point.

"Oh, you mean Illumi?" Hisoka responded, then shrugged. "I don't know where he is right now. I came on my own."

Killua made a sound in the back of his throat and shoved his hands into his pockets. Usually, Hisoka was known for his elaborate lies, and yet, for some reason, he had a feeling the magician was telling the truth. It didn't wash away his disdain as Hisoka alone was enough to rouse his ire.

Stepping forward, Chrollo looked straight at Hisoka, his grey eyes drawing the other man's attention towards him almost immediately. "Why are you really here, Hisoka?" He questioned in a more stoic tone.

"Why, for you, my dear Chrollo," Hisoka commented cheerily, and Kurapika turned to look at his lover.

"What… Is he talking about?" The Kurta asked, suspicion and wariness crossing his features.

The reactions greatly amused Hisoka as he couldn't help but feel thoroughly entertained by the impedance he was causing. "Dear me, you didn't tell them?" He tsked and then produced a stack of cards as he began shuffling them. "Don't tell me you forgot about our agreement?"

"Agreement?" Kurapika commented in surprise. "What exactly is going on?"

Chrollo closed his eyes and stilled a moment before reopening them to stare at nothing in particular. In truth, during his early pursuit of Kurapika, he had forgotten about the arrangement he made with Hisoka. He should have known the maniac was eventually going to catch up with him. The man was a creepy stalker who got off on fighting the strongest opponents.

"The one I made with him to get your Nen chain removed from my heart." He supplied then looked Kurapika in the eyes, and he was able to see his lover was miffed. "But this was before you came looking for me."

An arrangement to have his Nen dagger removed? So a Nen exorcist, huh? To a fault, it surprised Kurapika that Chrollo would resort to something of that context knowing Hisoka, but then again, the Kurta knew that he was no better considering he had practically done the same thing to get information on the Ryodan.

He cocked an eyebrow, slightly miffed. "Didn't think you'd actually do such a thing as of course, nothing from him comes without a hitch. What was Hisoka supposed to get out of that in return?" Kurapika watched his lover critically.

"The ability to fight me." Chrollo merely said, and the look that crossed over Kurapika's face spoke more than any words could express. He was able to tell that his partner was more concerned than not.

Getting to witness the entire exchange between Chrollo and Kurapika was quite amusing to Hisoka. He had heard rumors of the young Kurta running with the Spiders and more importantly that the two of them had apparently formed a relationship. When Hisoka heard about that, it shocked him, and he didn't know what to make of it at first. Now, seeing it first hand made it delicious to watch. In the back of his mind, the magician wondered what he could do to exploit such a thing? There was still the matter of his deal with Chrollo.

But then again, was it also true that Kurapika supposedly removed his Nen dagger from Chrollo's heart?

The aspect could really complicate matters Hisoka thought.

"Well, well," he continued speaking, but this time in a sing-song voice, "it appears what I've heard is true." Hisoka flipped a few cards betwixt his fingers and watched the two before him smugly. He definitely was pleased. "Didn't think you were actually capable of it Kurapika, but it seems you allowed yourself to become entangled in the Spider's web."

Almost instinctively, Kurapika summoned his chains as his eyes flashed scarlet, but Chrollo's hand came up before him, and he stopped abruptly.

"We don't have time for this," Chrollo informed as he could tell the conflict presented a high chance of giving away their presence due to the flaring auras from Kurapika and the rest of his Spiders. He was very well aware of the animosity that was still between them and Hisoka, which only added to the current problem. It was just the worst time for the maniac magician to show up.

"Yeah," Phinks chimed in again, and the man rotated his arm. He was undoubtedly ready for a fight. "The way I see it this is the perfect opportunity for a warm-up as finally, we get to beat the shit out of you."

As the words left Phink's mouth, more of the Spiders stepped forward. Feitan narrowed his eyes while Nobunaga approached beside him, hand curled around the hilt of his katana. "We haven't forgotten what you've done." The stout man said, and he slowly raised what appeared to be an umbrella before him.

Hisoka only allowed his grin to widen - getting the members of the Genei Ryodan riled up was so easy. "My my, are you going to fight me all at once?" He jested and flung a few cards at the trees around them, each one hitting a trunk and embedding into it.

The entire time the exchange was transpiring before them, Kurapika could only find that his anxiety continued to grow. Not only was Hisoka's presence affecting him, but the tension in the air made things much worse. Being so close to Mirie while temperaments raged only increased the chances of those things realizing someone or something was there. It made him uneasy. However, those suspicions were confirmed when something drew his attention towards the city and Kurapika instantly noticed that a section of the wall surrounding it had crumbled at some point. It was at that moment the hairs on the back of his neck rose.

Was it possible those beasts already managed to escape its confines?

He turned back towards Chrollo, panic in his movements as he attempted to alert his lover to his discovery when a low, rumbling sound emitted from the bushes around them. Everything stilled as it seemed the forest descended into complete silence and aside from the rustling of the wind through the trees, nothing else moved. Kurapika's felt a sense of dread.

"What is going on?" Leorio spoke as he watched the area cautiously.

Both Killua and Gon focused their attention on the forest around them as it became evident something wasn't right. "We are not alone." The Zoldyck stated, and he opened up to his Nen, causing his aura to flare to life.

Again, the same sinister noise arose from all around them, but this time as a low, menacing growl. Then, almost like the flaring of lights in a city, multitudes of red eyes began to appear throughout the forest, their centers devoid of pupils.

It was as if Kurapika's fears came true, and when he looked around him, the blond noticed they were surrounded as all he saw was a sea of unblinking eyes. There must have been hundreds of them. He felt a shiver race along his spine.

"Well, this is a new development," Hisoka mused, and the magician couldn't help the tingle he felt as a result. He couldn't detect the presence of whatever was there, but he certainly could tell there was bloodlust just from the dangerously sounding hisses and sinister growls.

"If you were looking for a fight," Chrollo stated cooly, his attention fixed on the creatures who laid in the bushes before him, "now is your chance."

Everyone then poised as they prepared for one hell of a fight.

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After Thoughts: Well, this was a long-awaited chapter. Not only did we get to see both groups come together and interaction between them, but also we got to explore the continued dissention the Spiders feel regarding Kurapika. I actually didn't get to explore this prior, and it was nice getting to touch on the Spider's thoughts regarding their Danchou's situation.

Not to mention, I was finally able to break way for Hisoka to make an appearance. The magician is always lurking and I felt this was the perfect opportunity for him to come into play. And not only that but of course, knowing Hisoka's nature and always seeking to fight, what better way for him to enter? Just in time for a major battle.

Expect a lot in the next chapter. Everyone - including Hisoka now - have a lot to face.