Feitan was the first to move, pinning gon's in an arm lock against the rock. Twisting the younger boy's arm painfully behind his back. As a panicked killua moved to help, he froze – a playing card against his throat. Hisoka. A tiny cut causing a dribble of blood to dip down his neck – a tiny but almost deadly papercut. He didn't dare move.

Only for something uninspected to happen. A sparking battle-axe. Spinning, through the air the violent sparks growing as it continued to spin. It landed tip down on the stone slab – cracking it in two as the metal let off a thunderous clap of lighting. The light blinding those around momentarily, as the lighting shun brightly.

Feitan jumped back, leaving a shocked gon who scuttled towards an equally shocked killua. Killua sapphire eyes widen as the lighting hit his Nen, the normally inching sensation following as the lighting stuck him. The assassins' eyes narrowed as vermillion red flooded his vison as small hand gripped his wrist.

Kyriak.

The young girl grips the wrists of the boys, dragged the pair towards the crumbling exit.

"Ah!" the paired exclaimed in surprised as the troupe dodges lighting and turn towards them as the dust and light settled down. Only a few seconds had passed – the trio only making a few steps before skidding to a dead stop. A familiar faced jester, whose golden eyes glinted at the three children stood in-between them and freedom.

"hello~ What a surprise~" the older male purred, golden hues locking onto the females sliver ones. "Why don't we play a game little one?"

Killua moved first, placing his hands over the girls' ears, sending a glare towards the red-haired magician. Once again, the three were surrounded. Kyriak blinked, before pouting realising her plan failed. Miserably.

But at least her new weapon worked!

And it was super pretty!

Those lightening gem or was it the ore seem to react well to her Nen.

Why was killua covering her ears? She missed what hisoka said...

"Isn't that the tiny person Uvogin was talking to?" mutter franklin staring at the newcomer, unfazed by the lighting that settled around them.

"kyriak? Wasn't it?" mutter Sharlark as he looked down at his phone.

Hisoka gestured for the three to return with his clawlike nails, gon tugged her along while killua still covered her ears not letting the jester enrapture her in a deadly game. That was the last thing they needed. Finally, kyriak got a good view of the troupe member – eyes focusing on the long-haired male with a sword.

She narrowed her eyes, before it clicked. "Mr swordman!" she exclaimed a grin growing on her face, before glancing about it seem my giant wasn't here. She escaped from the boy's gasps as she bounded over to the taller male, killua letting out a defeated sigh while facepalming. (earning a chuckled from the troupe that heard) "How's the sword? Is it holding up? Where's Mr Giant? I have some more ideas on improving the blade if you're interested?"

Nobu sent a warning look to the younger teens telling them not to do anything stupid, before releasing his blade from its sheath. "She's doing alright not a scratch on her, you did a really good job pipsqueak! You must tell me about those ideas in a bit yeah? I think I know some others who be interested! As for u#Uvogin he's..." the male placed the blade back into his leather sheaths. "he's dead, a chain user killed him"

"A chain user killed him?" she frowned looking off all thoughts of creations halting, she may have not known him that well, but the male was still friendly and quite fun with her. They had fun playing *cough* murdering *cough*together.

"Do you know any chain users?" a blonde women asked stepping forward crouching and placing a hand on the girl's shoulder.

Kyriak thought thinking over the different chain designs she had come up with or made on request. "I know a few that used chains, like shackles, flails, some aerial lotuses, chained maces-" she started to list several different chains weaponry – the images flashing though her mind. "Do you know what type of chains?"

The vermillion haired girl not noticing the subtle shake of the blonde women's head as she rambled.

"So, pipsqueak what are you doing here?"

Kyriak pouted to the older boys arms crossed over her , not really sensing the tension in the air, "I was followed those two, they were hiding things from me – I didn't know we were playing the game of hide and seek those mafia people started."

"Sorry kyriak but we didn't what to get you involved seeing as you knew some of them" gon winced noting the slightly betrayed look on the girls' face, he glanced towards the slivernette before nudging the other boy to say something.

The sliver haired let out a deep sigh, "your Papa told us he didn't want you getting involved in troupe remember" the slivernette lied, earning a surprised glanced from gon – the boy knowing he was lying, having never having that conversation. .

"Really? That's true he did say he didn't want me to play with them" she mumbled while nodding believing the lie to be true.

"So, what are we going to do with them?" the short haired women asked, readjusting her glasses as she looked between the troupe members.

"If they don't know anything just let them go. What do you think Paku?" The larger scared man asked, turning towards the blonde.

"I checked them out, they don't know anything"

"Really?" the pink haired women asked surprised, she was sure they had something to do with the chain user her gut was never wrong.

"Though kyriak here has seen a lot of chain weapons, none match our chain user. And the others they have no memory of the chain dude"

"Your hunch was wrong this time." Nobu directed towards the pink haired women, sitting back on the rumble behind him.

Killua moved forward, standing beside gon as realisation struck him about the blonde's ability. He can't let her touch him again. His hand moved, tugging on kyriak sleeve pulling the girl back towards him and gon. He really shouldn't have let her out of his sight.

He should have learned this by now.

Kyriak watched with boredom as the troupe members discuss the next course of action – all she wanted to do was check out her battle-axe. It stood lonely in the cracked stone – it was its first test run in actual battle. The young teen wanted to know how it held up but couldn't, due to the death grip on her kimono sleeve.

"Hey, kid wanna join the spiders?"

to be continued...

sooo this and many other chapters from been sat in my docs for ages... i thought i had uploaded them... turns out i didnt... oops

soo heres some new chapters had are long overdue!

like 2023 was when i just uploaded something... very overdue!

let me know what you think! if your still here that is!

hapy hunting xx