Nexus HWR 2.6 Traitor:

"Hey Killua, where you going?" Ben called after the older boy who suddenly started walking away with his hands in his pockets. They were on the deck enjoying themselves and playing games until a moment ago.

Killua just waved a hand over his shoulder and kept walking. He had a smile on his face but his eyes did not fool Robin who carefully watched the boy walk past her. He spotted her watching him out the corner of his eye and made it a point not to even look her way.

He walked around the side of the mast and headed over to the stairs up to the cabin. No one paid him any mind and they all continued talking to friends and hanging out on the ship. "Hey Killua, where you going?" He heard the same thing Ben just asked him, only it sounded like different young boy's voice. Bart, Killua thought with a smile.

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"Hey kid," Killua began.

The boy walking past the alleyway jumped up in the air and Killua smirked. "Whoa man, where'd you come from?" Bart Simpson asked the spooky kid standing in the alley.

"Around," Killua replied. "So, I hear you're some troublemaker. Vandalism, petty theft, arson," every word out of Killua's mouth made the boy in front of him frown more. "Why do you waste your time on such worthless actions?"

"What do you know about it?" Bart snapped.

"I know that you want to do something bigger, something more worth your time," Killua's words made Bart stop frowning and start looking confused. Killua grinned, "Come with me, I've got a group of people I want you to meet."

PRESENT

Killua walked up the steps on the starboard side of the Thousand Sunny. He reached an upper deck and looked back on it to see Usopp bending over a garden, watering his arsenal of Pop Greens for their next battle.

He watched Usopp for a few seconds, then turned and walked over to the kitchen door. As he reached for it, the door came flying open and he moved out of the way as two boys moving almost too fast for him to see came running by. Timmy was chasing Dash and the two of them sprinted around Killua and over to the steps opposite the ones he came up. He turned to follow them but by the time he looked they were gone.

Killua actually started chuckling to himself, Just like Mysterion.

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"Hey Killua," Mysterion began, and Killua spun around to see this strange boy standing in his windowsill.

"How did you find out where I live?" Killua questioned, his voice dark and serious.

"I followed you after the last meeting," Mysterion replied. Killua started walking towards his windowsill as the younger boy kept going, "But Killua, there is something I need to ask you." Killua froze in front of him and the white haired boy's long sharp nails hesitated at his side. His hand shook as he tried holding it back and Kenny continued. "There is a boy in my class. His name is Bart Simpson. I believe he could help us in our cause."

"You tracked me down just to say this?" Killua asked in annoyance.

"If I said it in front of the others, they would probably shut down the idea of having another twelve year old. But you are the one who searched me out, so I believe you understand that our age does not matter." Mysterion paused and Killua found himself grinding his teeth trying not to swing an arm in front of him really fast. Mysterion continued when Killua said nothing, "His entire family was killed in front of him in the first days here. Ever since he has been directing his energy on reckless criminal acts, and I want to help him."

Killua found himself unable to raise his arms and he turned around instead. "You want me to recruit a kid just to help him get over some PTSD? Sorry, but unless he's got some real skill, I don't see-"

"I have no real skill either," Mysterion stated. Killua kept his back to him while the younger boy continued, "Give him a chance. He could help us, and we can help him."

After a few seconds, Killua sighed and turned around. "Listen, I-" he froze mid-sentence as Mysterion was no longer in his windowsill. Whoa, I need to try that! I'll try it when I go to recruit Ichigo tomorrow. And maybe after, I guess I could check out that Bart kid for Kenny.

PRESENT

Killua walked into the kitchen and had a small smile on his face. It was a nostalgic smile, but it was still fake nonetheless. He walked by Nami who was sitting at the dining room table working on a map while eating a snack. Sanji looked over the counter at the kid as he walked by and offered him a snack. "Thanks, but I'm good for now," Killua said without really glancing towards the chef.

The others watched the boy go by but his smile was convincing enough and they continued what they were doing. He just kept walking with the thought of his old friends on his mind.

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In the middle of the night, a boy in a black hood with a green question mark on top of it was leaning over a roof staring out into the darkness.

"Hey there," a voice said directly behind Mysterion.

Kenny McCormick spun around fast with wide eyes as he did not hear anyone approaching him. "Who are you?" The boy under the guise of Mysterion questioned.

"I'm similar to you, I guess," Killua replied and began walking towards Mysterion. "You hate this Government, so do I."

"What are you getting at?" the caped hero questioned.

"There's a group of people trying to do something about the injustices in this city," Killua said, trying to make himself sound heroic as he did. "Join us, and you'll find out just how much good you can do."

PRESENT

Killua started walking down the stairs towards the boys' room. Too much was on his mind and he needed some rest over anything else. He opened up the door to their room and then moved to the side to let two black haired teenagers walk by him. He nodded at Rin and Kirito who just gave him small nods back, and then turned and walked into the room, closing the door behind him.

Both of those teens who just went past he barely talked to since getting on the ship. They were pretty quiet guys who kept to themselves, just like him, and like another teen he used to know. Shu.

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"Everyone agrees we need more help correct?" Leela questioned. Most people in the room nodded, though there were not many to begin with. She turned to Killua, "You recruited me and Fry, how did you find out about us?"

Killua frowned and looked around at the other people around the table. There were about a half dozen of them at the moment besides him, and they really did look to be lacking. "I get around," Killua answered her.

"If you knew about us though, shouldn't there be others in the city who can help out?" Armin asked the kid across the table from him.

"Listen," Killua began. He held out his hands in front of him, "All cards on the table, I've asked over three times the amount of people than who are here right now." The others looked at him in surprise and Killua continued, "I'm just happy we have one new person today, since I confronted three between now and last week's meeting."

"Well, it may not mean much," the Green Arrow began. He turned his head to the teenage boy with a long red scarf wrapped around his neck and a black cloak with a collar that came up halfway over his face. "But thanks for joining with this cause."

The teen just looked their way from the wall he was leaning on, and he nodded his head once at them.

PRESENT

Killua walked towards his hammock and paused when he reached it. He looked down at his feet and slid out of his shoes by pushing down on the heels of either of his feet. He hopped up into the hammock and let it rock back and forth for a little while as he stared up at the ceiling above him. Why did it all go, so wrong? He thought.

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"Come on Fry, it's no use," Leela told the orange haired delivery boy behind her.

Fry spun around with water in his eyes, "It's not fair. Not fair I tell you," he yelled. He spun back and waved a fist at the office building behind him, "Bender's not a weapon! He's my best friend!"

"They already turned him off Fry," Leela said. "I'm sorry, but it's over. We can't go against the Government. You know what happens to people who do."

Fry sniffled a few times. "I know, but, but…"

"But you want to try anyway?" a new voice asked, directly behind the two adults having a conversation.

The one-eyed woman and her boyfriend spun around and looked down at the kid standing behind them. "If you really want to save your friend, come with me." Killua turned and started walking away with his hands in his pockets.

Fry looked at Leela, then turned and ran after the kid. "Fry, wait!" Leela called after him.

"How do you know about Bender? Do you really think you could get him back?" Fry asked.

"For sure," Killua replied. "I recently started up this group. A few people have similar problems with this NEG regime's rules," he pulled down on his sweatshirt's collar and revealed the steel collar around his neck. "If you catch my drift," he finished.

The two older people glanced at each other with unsure looks, but Killua looked back at them and smiled reassuringly. "I'll help you save your friend Bender, but I'm going to want some help too."

"Sounds fair enough," Leela admitted. "What do you want us to do?"

PRESENT

I want you to be alive, Killua thought, a pit of dread filling his stomach. The spiky haired boy lying back on a hammock shook his head and jumped off his bed. "Damn," he mumbled and shoved his hands in his pockets. He was glad no one was in the room so he could freely pace back and forth without anyone judging him or wondering why he looked so troubled.

"Where did it all go wrong?" He growled. "When did I, start caring-" he stopped himself and brought his hands up to the sides of his head, rubbing his temples. They were all supposed to be pawns. Just pieces in a game of chess to get me my power back. The King shouldn't be attached to his pawns! Raaa!

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"I've tried getting in contact with the Upper City, but no one up there will take my calls," Mikasa shouted. "Every Government building tells me the same thing. They are sorry I have this problem and they will work diligently to fix it. Bull shit!" She yelled.

"Mikasa, calm down," Armin urged the girl next to him.

"Not a chance," Mikasa snapped back. "Not while Eren's rotting in that dungeon." She cupped her hands to her mouth and shouted, "The Government arrested my brother for committing no crime! He rots in the dungeon while you all live oblivious to the truth!"

"We're not all oblivious." Mikasa and Armin snapped their heads to the left. There was a boy standing on the sidewalk near them, and he was grinning at them. People walked by, giving the two teenagers pitying or annoyed looks, but this child just smiled at them. He grinned in a way that proved the words he spoke were not empty. "Eren does not deserve to be in that wretched place," Killua spoke, and the teenagers in front of him went wide-eyed. "I'm going to get him out of there, but to do so, I'll need your help."

"Wh-What are you talking about?" Armin whispered over to the kid who was speaking so casually about this out in the open. No one was listening though. They were all bustling by to work and home and ignoring the children on the sidewalk talking to each other.

Killua walked closer to them and repeated slowly so they would understand this time, "Not legally. We are not going to ask nicely. But you two don't care about that do you? You're soldiers. Just like Eren." Killua grinned at their surprised looks that showed the information he had was correct. "Now," he looked right at Mikasa and finished, "let's go save your brother."

PRESENT

Killua stopped pacing and froze where he stood. He closed his eyes and tried to get their faces out of his mind, but they were all he could think about. They were the only ones on his mind, no matter how much he tried to distract himself. I, I brought upon the destruction of Metropolis. I got my closest friends killed. It's all my fault. He walked backwards until his back bumped into the wall, and he slid down that wall until he was sitting on his butt.

He put his face in his hands and whispered under his breath, "I should have killed him. I should have killed him. I should have…"

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In a dark alleyway inside Metropolis, Killua leaned against a wall with his hands behind his head. He kept glancing to his right at the steel doorway at the end of the alley, but every time he looked it was still closed.

"Hello there."

The kid froze. He cursed himself for letting his guard down, but it was hard to sense people coming with the steel collar around his neck. He turned around slowly and tried to keep a confident, calm expression on his face. He opened his mouth to speak, but the bald man behind him just walked past him casually. Killua watched him walk by, the man in a black suit with his hands at his sides.

He's not even taking me seriously. He thinks I can't kill him because of this collar? Maybe I should show him how wrong he is, Killua grinned and his hand muscles started tensing.

"Follow me," the man in front of Killua said. Killua suddenly felt two presences behind him and through his peripheral vision saw two figures standing there. They both had orange hair and black rods sticking through their light skin, and were wearing long black cloaks covered in red cloud patterns. Those figures were not moving from the end of the alley showing that Killua only had one direction to walk.

He un-tensed his hands, wondering worriedly if the man's subordinates had noticed him tense up and moved up to intimidate him into stopping. Things may escalate quickly, Killua thought as he watched the bald man walk straight towards the steel door in front of him. He started walking after the man and put his hands in his pockets to conceal his nails getting sharper. I might need to take him hostage if I need to get out of there fast.

The man in front of Killua knocked on the steel door three times in succession with two seconds' space between each knock. A loud click sounded and the door opened inwards. The bald figure wearing a suit looked back at Killua and smiled at him with a warm smile that Killua could feel his body yelling at him was dangerous. Still, those two orange haired figures were walking forwards behind him, so he had nowhere he could run to if it came to it.

He walked behind the taller man and got closer to his back every second. Killua walked into the dark doorway and followed the bald man down a flight of stairs into a deep dark basement. It was only dark for a certain amount of time however. Once he reached the bottom of the stairs, the man was holding an arm out motioning for an open doorway that had a lot of light coming from it.

Killua looked at the man and tried to hide his skepticism. He knew he had no choice in the matter though, and just hoped these people didn't do all this just to kill him. I already have a nullifier. They wouldn't go through all this just to kill me, right? He walked through the bright doorway and had to shield his eyes for a second.

When he opened back up his eyes, his nervousness replaced with anxiety and confusion. In front of him was a long, rectangular table. On one side of the table was a short man with a single spike of orange hair and a costume on with the letter 'S' in the middle. Syndrome had two robots behind him with powerful laser arms and glowing red eyes. On the opposite side of the table as him, was a thin teenager with jet black hair. Standing behind Lelouch Lamperouge was a shorter, balder man in an orange gi who looked over at the doorway seriously and made all of Killua's warning signals go off.

The man who invited Killua to come, who walked in behind him, strode over to the other end of the rectangular table two of his subordinates were standing at. He reached the other side and stood there for a moment, looking across the room at Killua still in the doorway. "My name is Lex Luthor," the bald man began, making the child's eyebrows lift up in surprise even as he tried to keep himself composed.

This is Lex Luthor? Lex Luthor searched me out? Then these are members of the Underworld. They probably don't have nullifiers. Yep, definitely don't. There's no way I can take them on the way I am now, Killua's mind raced with plans and ideas and Luthor started smirking almost like he knew what the white haired boy was doing.

The leader of the Underworld slammed his right palm down on the table. The smack almost made Killua jump, even as the boy desperately tried to keep himself from sweating. Killua looked beneath Luthor's palm though and became intrigued. Lex Luthor slid his hand forward and the manila folder beneath it slid across the entire table as he let go.

"What is that?" Killua asked, looking at the folder close to his edge of the table that he had yet to walk to.

Luthor smirked and motioned at it with his head. "Why don't you take a look for yourself?" He offered. Killua started walking forward, and Luthor continued, "I know about you, Killua Zoldyck. I know you dislike that collar around your neck more than most citizens..." Killua continued to walk to the folder while keeping his eyes pointed straight at it. Luthor kept talking though, "...I know you were caught several times trying to break out of your collar. I know getting caught one more time will get you tossed in the Underground Prison. I know you have been trying to escape the city, yet know that your power nullifier will allow them to track you even if you manage to escape for a while."

Killua reached the edge of the table and he put his hand down on the folder. He glanced up at Luthor who knew so much about him despite him knowing close to nothing about the bald man. He looked back down at the folder and slowly opened it up, before staring down in confusion. Killua grabbed the first sheet of paper and moved it to the side, then spread out the next dozen sheets with a similar confused look.

He ended on a Marine with a hair color similar to his own, and he shook his head a few times trying to clear all the thoughts going through his head. "Who are these people?" Killua asked, lifting up his gaze and looking at Luthor.

"They are going to help you," Luthor stated. He motioned at a sheet of paper on Killua's left side, "That teenager has no power nullifier, his power is unknown to the Government."

Killua looked at the sheet and stared at the older boy's name, Ouma Shu.

Luthor continued, "The three you nicely laid out in front of the folder should be easiest." Killua looked ahead at the two teenagers and the black haired man he put next to them. "They were all soldiers," Luthor spoke up while Killua grabbed the man's page and pulled it closer. "They have a friend in prison who happens to be the biggest monster of them all. He will-"

"Why are you telling me all this?" Killua interrupted. The man still had his mouth open and Killua slammed Levi Ackerman's photo down on the table. "What do you have to gain from giving me this information?!"

"Killua," Luthor stated, his voice less snarky and more of what Killua assumed was his normal tone of voice. It almost seemed like the Underworld leader was trying to be straight with him here. "I would not help you without expecting anything in return. You know this. However, I only ask a small favor of you."

The young boy lifted up his eyebrows, interested in this offer already. Luthor started smiling and he lifted his arms from his sides, "I give you the means to get your nullifier off. You are an intelligent boy, I am sure you will be able to utilize the information in that folder to the fullest. While you plot and plan though, I only ask that you report back to me on the status of your, revolution," the man finished and waited for Killua's reply.

There was silence in the room for several seconds. The Underworld leaders and their subordinates stared at the kid waiting for him to say something. "That's all?" Killua asked. "You just want me you tell you how I'm doing?" He saw the man nod and his eyes narrowed, "I don't believe you. What is this all about? Why would you want me to do this?"

Luthor's smile faltered for a second, but he kept it up and lowered his hands back to his sides. He looked closely at the boy who was too smart to give his usual spiel to. "I will be taking over this city soon," Luthor stated. Both Syndrome and Lelouch looked over at their leader in surprise, but the older man continued undeterred, "When I do, there will be no such things as power nullifiers. The strong will not have to fear the weak," he slammed both hands down on the table. "The weak will fear the strong," he stated, and his mouth curved up into a huge grin.

In this moment, Killua felt a sudden urge take over him. His nails extended again and he looked over at Luthor's neck. He's dangerous, Killua thought, every warning sensor on his body going off. I should kill him. I need to kill him.

He did not move though. It was not because of the bald fighter in the orange gi who looked so threatening. And it was not because of the two black cloaked fighters glaring at his back. The reason Killua did not move, was because of the papers in front of him that Luthor so kindly provided. Their addresses. What their complaints are with the Government. Strengths, weaknesses, he has everything. I could use this. His nails retracted, his face relaxed, and his mouth curled up into a smirk. "So you're making me into a member of the Underworld huh?" Killua asked. I'll just use him to get this collar off and then run. No one can catch me at Godspeed. Whatever his plans are, I can escape during them and no one would even notice I was gone.

The boy chuckled, and he put his hands behind his head casually. "Let's get this party started."

PRESENT

Killua buried his face deeper in his hands. I should have killed him. Even if it killed me, I should have killed him right then and there. He realized his hands were getting wet and he tried to wipe away the tears coming out of his closed eyes.

After a few seconds, Killua lifted his head and slammed it back on the wall behind him. I helped him, I helped him kill so many innocent people. The kid stared straight ahead with a dejected look. He had tears freely streaming out of his eyes, and he couldn't take it. Armin, Mikasa, Levi, Oliver, everyone, I'm so, so sorry. I didn't know- I mean, I knew, but, I didn't know what- I just... He started shaking his head and stopped while staring straight at the opposite wall that he was leaning on.

In the end, I wasn't the one who used him. He used me. I gave him exactly what he wanted. Killua put his hands through his hair and looked around him to make sure no one was watching. I can never let them find out. If Son Goku were to know that I helped the man who killed his wife... I'm stuck on a boat with this man, stuck with him and all his friends.

He put a fake smile on his face and started walking back towards the door. I better not slip up.

A/N Bum bum BUUUUM! Hope you enjoyed the chapter! I've been dropping hints about Killua for a long time now. Even in the middle of Metropolis he did not show up at the prison with the others, having already gotten his nullifier off, and we saw him watching the destruction with Luthor on his mind. Anyway, a lot of flashbacks this chapter, mostly pretty small ones. Killua was a spy! If only the people on the Thousand Sunny knew he was an Underworld member, since many of them still have hard feelings against Kirito, who was just a grunt in a base, if they knew the role Killua had... things could get messy, at least Killua thinks so. Well, leave me a review telling me what you think, comments, questions, or predictions about this chapter and the upcoming ones! See you tomorrow with the Next Chapter: The Day of Fire!

Also, here's a list since I did mention many characters not mentioned in Heroes Will Rise before:

DBZ: Goku

Hunter x Hunter: Killua

DC Comics: Lex Luthor, Green Arrow

Attack on Titan: Eren, Mikasa, Levi, Armin

Simpsons: Bart

South Park: Mysterion (Kenny)

Guilty Crown: Ouma Shu

Bleach: Ichigo

Futurama: Bender, Fry, Leela

SAO: Kirito

Blue Exorcist: Rin

One Piece: Luffy, Robin, Sanji, Usopp, Robin, Franky

-Also, I don't own any of those^, or any other shows you may recognize these characters I don't own from.

joebob323 chapter 11 . 20h ago

I have a pretty good idea at what Killua's secret is...he is probably... a witch! Burn the witch!

So close! XD, wonder if you had any idea that this was coming? Thanks for the review!