It was surispely easy to distract kyrial from there actually plans of hunting down the spiders. A little too easy.
Between the three of them, bill from the auction calling her up worry about the information he'd been given from the higher up at the auction – the ginger male all but demeaning that she didn't go back till this all blew over. And her mind wanting to make things the trio all but distanced her from their hunting of the troupe.
Or so they thought.
Thought kyriak was easily distracted by things. Her eyes would drift towards a certain someone – and she couldn't help the curiously of her friend subtle attempts to distract her.
Thought the girl was easily distracted she was also very curious. A little too curious for her father's liking. And she could be sneaky – she used to steal to survive at one point in life – not that the boys knew that fact yet.
Which lead up to this point.
The vermillion haired girl, hiding her presence like she'd done many times before watching the boy from behind a plant pot.
Before her, sat killua, gon and leorio. The group of three glancing at their phones and out of the window.
Curious
Soo very curious.
The situation pimped her interest causing the girl to follow her fave slivernette to wherever he was going. She will admit she had no idea where they were going.
She knew the pair were following someone. But how she didn't know – though she was dishearten to know the pair A) didn't trust her enough to help and B) lied before there going on, telling her they were going to buy more things to sell.
A twitched tugged downwards at her lips. As sliver hues followed the sliver haired boy – as the pre-teen travelled along the rooftops further and further out of the city. She glanced about, eyeing the worn-down building, why would the pair follow targets out here?
Who were the targets the pair was after?
She didn't want to take a peak at who there were hunting just in-case she was caught, by the boys or the targets she could ruin the whole operation if she wasn't careful.
They stopped moving.
She couldn't get a good view of killua, the boy having gone into a window of the building – but she slipt off her legde following the building round to take a diffencet view. There. Was movement – movement she missed.
The boys were caught? The young teen bit her lip, as her stomach twisted – should she follow? Should she help them?
The question was anerwed for her, four strong looking people esorting her friends – she would follow and attack if they were in danger or if the timing was right.
Gon and killua followed the spider members the group walking into an adondoned building after a ten or soo mintue car journey. They were well and truly caught who knows if they will manage to make it out here alive.
Killua's mind drifted to the vermillion haired girl – glad that they hadnt gotten her invloded.
"Welcome to our hideout" the blonde women, Paku if he remembered correctly spoke pushing a half fallen wooden door open, leading the tense pair into a large collapsed room.
A room were the rest of the troupe lounged, all eyes on them.
Killua was the first to notice hisoka – they may eye contact before looking the other way. Don't know them, was the thought. Shame gon didn't get the memo.
"Hey!" the spikey boy exclaimed apon seeing the red-haired cloud.
"Recognize someone?" the long-haired male asked, hoping they reveal a traitor in their midst.
"Oh" killua jumped in, "that girl!" he pointed towars the glasses wearing troupe. He recongised her – she was the the one who almost won the ring from the other day.
"Do you know Shizuku?" asked Phinks.
"No" came Shizuku blunt replay.
"Oh I remember" came the raplsy voice of the small dark-haired male. "Kid who arm wrestle"
A flash of reconginsed appeared in some of the troupe eyes, connecting two and two together. Shame shizuku couldn't remember.
"You beat Shizuku at art-wrestling?" Nobu asked glancing at the young teen in surprise.
"I didn't know she was in the troupe" killua muttered, letting out a breath.
"All right." Nobu grinned, tying his hair back. "I'm gonna take you on"
SLAM
SLAM
slam, after slam could be heard. Of flesh hitting stone. As Nobu and gon locked hands – every time the back of Gons hand hitting the stone bloodied stone. Killua could only stand there watching as his friend lost another turn.
"Hey, how do I rank in arm-wrestling within the troupe?"
"you're seventh or eight?"
"you're not weak but you're not one of the strongest either" machi the pink haired spider comfirmed.
"Yeah..." nobu muttered, his mind drifted yet he still was winning the match. "the strongest was a guy called Uvogin. He was probably killed by the chain dude"
"we told you, we don't know him" killua grumbled.
Nobu eyed him, "look kid, I'll kill you next time you speak out of turn"
Killua felt the sweat drip down his next as the killing intention hit him, not letting himself flinched as gon hand was once again, smashed against stone.
"He was an enhancer" nobu continued, "he loved to fight more than anything. But he was a real stickler about time. He used to slap franklin and me around for being tardy. He always whooped me in fistfights. We've been together since before the spiders were started. I know him better than anyone"
Angry tears could be seen falling down the spider's face.
"He wouldn't ha e lost in a fair fight. The chain dude must've trapped him with a dirty trick!" the pair tensed again, each fighting for dominance. "He won't get away with it. I will fine him no matter how many people I have to kill. The chain dude holds a powerful grudge against us. The mafia- the nostrade family recently hired him"
It clicked for killua who the chain user was... kurapika.
"You may not know him personally but maybe you've heard rumours you better not be hiding anything."
"I dunno even if I did never tell you people" gon muttered surprising the surrounding troupe members. As the pair continued to struggle. "I'd thought you were cold-blooded heartless people. But I see you can shed tears for your friends" the blunt boy spoke getting lounder as he continued. "Then why couldn't you share just a little of that empathy with all the people you've killed!?"
Wham!
A hand slamed against the stone rock, the rock cracking slihtly from the force.
A hand that wasn't gon.
Nobu had lost the match
Choas insured.
To be continued...
and the story continued, had to rewrite it a few time it just isnt flowing right for me...
happy hunting xx