Where do we go from here? 🔪❤

"Yawn"

Your eyes opened up to a room full of darkness, just the way you preferred it. You turned to your side to take your phone off the nightstand. Battery power was at 100% just the way you liked it. Social media notifications, way too many to count, weren’t gonna bother with that and the time read at a quarter to six. 

It was still early and it wasn’t like you had many things to do today, besides, your bed was so cosy right now. Thirty minutes lying in wouldn’t kill you. ‘(Y/n), this is what we talked about. Discipline is all about doing the things you don’t want to do, even if no one expects them of you.’

‘I mean, yeah. But are you trying to get out of this bed?’

‘No, not really. I love this nest of yours, I’ve never slept in anything so comfortable in my life.’

‘Thirty minutes it is then!’ You smiled before putting your phone down and letting your lie in commence. Sure you went to bed at around two o’clock and if you were still a human, there would be no way you would be getting up until at least 10 o’clock, but your body was very much different to what it was a month ago.

‘By the way- can we have the slaves cook us another large breakfast with eggs- I love the soft ones they make.’

‘They’re not slaves Koe, they’re the staff, we pay them and if you haven’t noticed- we’re snoozing right now.’

‘But…. I’m hungry.’

This was your life since you fused with Koe. After that incident with the Phantom Troupe, you went on hiatus with your modelling career under the guise that you were recovering from the trauma you endured whilst being held captive. Your PR team was now handling your account but you still had access to it and you couldn’t believe the type of shit people were saying. Some people were trying to figure out what exactly happened to you and some sickos thought you were gang raped or some shit.

Others were desperately looking at gangbang videos on porn sites trying to claim it was you being assaulted but all it took was one threat from you daddy to sue them for all their worth and they quickly retracted their statements. But it didn’t help that there were many rumors circling the web and it was disturbing to see.

Journalists and photographers remain posted outside your home for days, taking snaps of you whenever they can and writing whatever ridiculous things they could to get a reaction out of the public and thus you remain at home with the comfort and security of your family. But it wasn’t all relaxation and luxury, far from it. The morning you finally came back home, safe and sound, a consistent feeling of dread would wash over you, that even though you were home and safe- Chrollo and his phantom troupe would push down your door and take you again. Even now it was still a possibility, nothing was stopping them now that they knew about your powers.

You vowed you would never allow anyone to destroy your peace again.

And in order to do that, you had to level up any way you could, thankfully you had not only a great gym instructor and dietitian but a magnificent nen master all in your head! Sure you had the former two in person but the type of training you needed had nothing to do with looks, but rather strength building and combat.

Throughout the day, you and Koe would spend approximately two hours a day doing yoga and meditation, opening up your nodes and increasing your nen. Once you were done, the two of you would train to your heart's content, weight lifting, cardio, combative training and not just with anyone, from a small but long link in your body, Koe was able to create another form, wasn’t a very good form mind you but they had everything you would expect from another combatant, legs, a torso, arms, a head, eyes and a mouth.

Koe would often kick your ass in the beginning and still does. You would often find yourself in the dirt but he would always pick you up, tell you what you did right, what you did wrong and how you could improve. He was firm but fair with you. Although you couldn’t but admit it pissed you off, constantly being knocked off your feet. You were a lady for god sake- you shouldn’t have to be forced into life and death situations!

But when you weren’t meditating or training, you were studying. Koe was new to this world and thus he wanted to get some reading done to help him understand what was what. Technology and the architecture were very new to him. He still couldn’t believe that you live in a home like this  and that you had all these luxuries available to you such as a pool, a game room, a hot tub, a private massager and of course his favorite of all, your giant walk-in wardrobe.

‘After our run, we should wear the tattoo top with the Saint Francois chain jeans along with the Jimmi Chu heels.’

“I see the vision and I like it.” Koe was really coming into his own as a stylist of sorts. After laying out the assorted outfit of the day, you pulled on your gear and left your home for your constitutional run around the estate. The majority of your home is surrounded by acres of trees that spree out, more specifically fruit trees that your mother had planted before you were born. Pomegranate trees, peach trees and fig trees, the early sun was shining down upon your illustrious home.

You used to run once around your home while you still had a mortal body but now that your body was more resilient, you would run five times around the property- didn’t mean you absolutely despised it. “Koe! You’re killing me with this!” 

‘Less complaining! More running! And turn up the music, I can barely hear Mozart over your incessant whining!’

“For one! Listening to classical music is not good motivational music for exercising!” 

Soon, enough was enough and you had to halt your steps, leaning over with sweat dripping from your face as your hands clutched your knees. “I need a break…!” 

“Don’t stop now! You’re nearly finished!” Koe remarked as you jumped up and reached for a fig hanging from one of the branches and letting yourself fall against the tree. “In a bit, a little r&r never killed anyone. Besides- you haven’t tasted the figs yet have you? It's been so long since I’ve had a fig.” You smiled, tearing open the fruit with your sharp nails and digging into it. “Mmh.. that's so good…” 

It is….. sweet… Are all fruits so sweet?’

‘No, not all fruits are sweet, lemons, limes and grapefruits are quite bitter but can make good drinks.’

‘We will have to explore these tastes together.’

Before you could respond to him, a flash blinded you suddenly and the sound of a camera shutter was heard from your right. Your head quickly snapped to the right where you saw a middle aged man looking down on you with his camera in hand. “Wow (Y/n)! You look so natural here! What's going on with your skin- some kind of new skin care we haven’t heard of yet?”

“Who are you?!” You squealed, getting up from your position at the tree, which made him look disappointed. “Ah! No- I had more photos I wanted to take-!”

“This is private property! Leave my home at once or I’m calling the police and having you arrested for trespassing!” You shout, stomping up to him, attempting to grab the camera from his hand but he quickly moves out of the way. “Hey, hey now! You don’t wanna act so hastily now.” He said smugly and you quickly noticed the body cam attached to his chest. “Imagine what the public would think If you’re seen attacking a reporter-”

“You have no right to be here! Those videos and photographs are illegal- I did not consent to those, delete them now-”

“By the way, I have to ask about the rumors circulating about what happened to you, many people believe you were tortured, did that happen?”

“What the fuck- I am under no obligation to answer any of your questions- now get out before I call the security-”

“A good few also believe you were assaulted- sexually assaulted.” A grimy smile spread across his face. “There are alot of gang bang videos servicing online claiming to be you and the kidnappers, its okay, no one blames you for what happened- in fact- we can move a movie together- a little documentary of sorts of the horrific things that happened the night and how they made you stronger as a person-”

‘EAT HIM.’

He didn’t have to say it twice before you sprinted toward him sharp nails forming as you slashed  across his belly watching his insides fall out. The slimy photographer soon lost his creepy perverted smile as he began screaming his lungs, snot and tears falling freely as he tried to gather his guts. “WHAT DID YOU DO!? WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME!? AGGH!” He squealed like the pig he was. You kicked him to the ground and snatched the camera from his chest, promptly crushing it.

“You wanna make a movie together? Fine, I got an idea for a title, this one is called ‘(Y/n)’s body.’ “

You got to the ground and began to pull out his insides before feasting on them like the ravenous animal you were, all the while he kicked and screamed begging you to stop.

But you didn’t stop of course, you were getting your meals worth.

“Another one, dead! Another body we’ve had to dispose of- what were you thinking child?!” Your father roared from across his desk as he stared down at you, now in the clothes that Koe helped pick out for you, freshly showered and glammed up with both your crying mother and mildly annoyed grandmother on either side of you.

“Um, I’m thinking some creep came onto the property with the intention of taking some illicit photographs of me and I was simply defending myself.” You sighed wistfully, looking at your social media, by the looks of things, more and more people were coming to their own conclusions, the gang rape thing being more and more apparant. It was stupid- why kidnap one person from a highly secure fashion show to sexual assault them when you could literally pick up any poor soul from the street.

“My daughter…. A killer…! Why is this happening to me?!” Your mother cried, covering her face.

“Well at least another one of those vultures are gone, what a relief!” Your grandma sighed as she sipped your tea.

“It is imperative that no one finds out what you are, princess! I can only protect you for so long, if you keep this up, people will notice that they've gone missing and it’ll lead right back to us!”

‘Tell your sire to stop making us feel bad, you are a princess and thus shouldn’t be treated this way.’

“Koe says you should stop trying to guilt trip me, they were all in the wrong, I’m the victim here!”

“Tell Koe to stop defending you! He’s just as guilty in this!” Your father huffed! “I’ve had to hire professionals from the goddamn mafia to help clean this up!It's been six people you’ve killed already- eaten alive! I feed you both more than enough to sustain your body and have had to make questionable partnerships with shady people just so you have a steady income of blood- when does it end?!”

Yes, you did tell your daddy, your mom and your granny of your recent affliction. Your father couldn’t believe it at first but stepped up to help provide you with all you needed, your granny took it quite well which is surprisingly unsurprising. And your mother, you could not help but notice the denial radiating off her, not wanting to believe what happened to you occurred. You’ve also had to have the awkward talk about Koe, an ancient being that lives within you, your dad doesn’t seem to like Koe that much but then again, is any father okay with an ancient old man living inside their baby girl.

“I don’t know dad! Koe and his people have always sustained themselves on whatever they could find, animalistic or humanoid- I’m still trying to help him adjust to a humanary diet!”

“What about work dear? It's been a month now- you must get back on your feet soon and keep yourself busy! Isn’t that how we’ve raised you to be?”

“Do you remember I literally had a near death experience? I’m not even sure I even want to be a model anymore!” 

The gasps resounded around you and within you. Your arm suddenly was suddenly taken over and two dark eyes formed with a mouth. “She’s not serious! You're not serious right…?!” Koe begged. Your grandma looked upset as your mother only continued to cry. “The pretty clothes- the lifestyle- the worship from the masses, you really want to give that up?!” 

“I concur with your little demon friend. If you quit, what will you do, child? You only graduated thanks to your father and you never went to college. You have no experience other than modelling so what will you even do?” Your grandma huffed.

You sighed, leaning back in your seat, your arms over the back as you stared up at the ceiling. “I have a few ideas, but first, I need to meet with Scarvoski.”

“No. Absolutely not!” Your father commanded. When he found out what Scarvoski did, he wanted to drag him to court and have him answer for what he did to you. Your Grandma and mother pleaded with him not to as he was the best jeweller of the time and you were still debating what to do. He wasn’t the reason the phantom troupe came after you, an unforeseen event no one could have predicted. Was he planning to tell you after the show, just what was his motive for giving you the necklace other than giving you eternal beauty?

You were angry that night and acted irrationally, from what you know, he’s been in contact with your grandmother the past month but your father forbids him to come anywhere near the property. You still have his book with all the notes, notes you’ve been reading up on properly, yet you still have questions.

“Granny, can you call Uncle Alexander and tell him I want to meet?”

“No, you will not meet- and he’s not your uncle nor a friend of this family anymore!” Your father barked.

“Dad, I have to!” You exclaim, sitting up. “I need to know why he did it- but more importantly… if he plans to do it to anyone else..”

“What do you mean pumpkin?” Your granny asked as you folded your arms. “In one of the entries written by the hunters, it wasn’t just the diamonds that were taken, it was a bunch of other gems- what happened to me could happen to other girls- if he is, I need to make him fess up before any other poor girl is blindsided.”

“Fine. You may meet with him- but he is to come to the property alone, your grandmother will be here with you when he does and there will be armed guards during this meeting!”

“God Phorenzo, the man is sixty seven years old, what do you expect him to do?” Your Granny scolded.

‘We are stunning.’ Koe drawled as you took the last remaining curler from your hair and shook your hair about, letting them unravel and liberate themselves. Skincare done. Body hair, removed. Hair, flawless. “We really are.” You concurred with the voice in your head. You looked at your freshly manicured nails, french tips.

‘I still find it miraculous that you get by having pictures taken of you so people can witness your beauty. If only there were such opportunities on the Dark Continent.’

“Did you have old flames Koe? Someone you really loved or cared about before you died?’

‘Why do you ask?’

"Just humour me, It's hard for me to find someone who meets my standards cause obviously, I’m so beautiful and everyone else is just so ew.”

‘True, but within the clans, there was no such thing as an ‘ugly’ or ‘hideous’ gem, just a matter of who was more beautiful. There was one such gem that I found companionship with, he was a pearl of such gentle beauty- doe eyes and a round face- his hair would naturally curl around his face giving him such an angelic look- it saddened me greatly when he was killed.’

“He was killed? How?’

‘One thing you must understand about our society is that it has always been a historically and culturally matriarchal society.’

“Yeah, I remember that. Females have more standing than the male counterpart. While some types of gem are more superior to the other, within those groups, it is always the males who answer to the females.”

‘I was the mate of another diamond, a great warrior of our clan but I made the mistake of thinking she would not take me seeking out another’s attention as an insult. I had a certain preference but I dared not neglect my duties to her. When I was not with her, I was with him and that upset her so, she killed him.’

‘She killed your boyfriend?! Gosh…. That's horrible.’

‘And as much as I hated her for it, I could not go against her. It is taboo to go against your superior.  Females are afforded the privilege to engage in romance with each other while us males must make due, only needed when the females wish to procreate.’

‘“What the hell is gender equality then? Gosh, I’m really sorry Koe.”

“Are you speaking to yourself again?” Your head turned quickly and there stood Ilumi in your window, the wind gently blowing through his long luscious longs of ebony hair. “There you are~” You hum, getting up and approaching him. “How have you been, Zoldyck?”

“I have been well.” He said as you allowed him into your home. “God Illumi- do you have any idea how entrancing you looked just now- I swear you’d come to sweep me off my feet if I didn’t know any better~”

“Would you like that?” He asked, surprising you by lightly gripping your chin. You chuckled, taking hold of his arm. “Don’t tease me, by the way, I’m loving the outfit.” You smiled, examining the assassin wearing jade coloured qipao with matching sleeves, a lime belt and pale mint pants. “Perhaps I wore it here on purpose? It seems to have a… desired effect on you.” He said in a sensual tone as he stuck his thumb between your lips. This was getting dangerous.

He knew exactly what he was doing, you squeezed your legs together, a warmth building up in your core as you resisted the temptation to suck on his thumb. You had to pry the man’s thumb from between your limbs, a vast blush spread across your face. “You think I’m an easy woman Mr Zoldyck? I’m insulted.”

“No, you’re not. But what I wouldn’t give to push you into this mattress of yours…” He said, taking his hands, placing them on your arms and lightly guiding you to your bed. “Spread open those legs of yours and see what makes you tick.”

“It's an amusing thought. Mr Zoldyck, but that's not why either you nor I are here.” You mumbled, every urge in your body wanting to jump his bones. You know for a fact Koe likes him and urges you to get on with it. If there's any man who you should allow to indulge in your body, it should be Illumi Zoldyck, a man with vigor, beauty and strength. A man with virility and power as well as grace and elegance. He released a sigh before sitting down by your side. “No, it isn’t, I have what Koe has desired.” He noted before pulling something from a satchel in hand and handing it to you.

Blood. Blood from either rare beasts or beasts whose blood is extremely hard to extract. Blood that could only be found in the black markets of the underworld. “Koe said that drinking these types of blood will introduce properties that will allow me to get stronger- like this one from the Korori- it’s to help boost up my non existence tolerance to poison.”

“What types of poison have you been taking already?”

“Right now, he’s trying to get me to adapt to poisonous mushrooms. They suck.”

“I could give you a few pointers on what poisons are good to start off with for beginners.”

“That would be appreciated.” 

You placed the satchel down before getting off the bed and heading over to your vanity. “I have your payment right here.” You pulled up a box and walked over to him, still sitting on your bed. You opened it up, a box full of diamonds, shining brightly in the reflection of the lights in your room. “Voila,  pretty impressive huh?”

“I guess we should be thankful the troupe never got their hands on you. They’d probably have you producing diamonds for them, day in and out.” Illumi noted, placing the box down on the ground, both of you satisfied with the other's trade. You removed your robe to reveal your silk black teddy bodysuit, ruffled with fine lace. “Well now that we both have what we want, the question remains on what we should do now~” You giggled, flopping onto your bed, his eyes never leaving your body.

“What should we do?” He asked intently.

“I mean… you could leave… or you could spend the night with me~?” You smirked.

Your situationship with Illumi was a strange one. You wouldn’t call him a friend but it was clear he found you and your power a fascinating one. It started off a week after the kidnapping, just like now. Mr Zoldyck in your window, gazing upon you like a vampiric entity with lascivious eyes despite his melancholic facial expressions. As Koe had guessed, like Chrollo, you had ensnared Illumi into your web unknowingly.

He wanted to know more about you and Koe, the being from somewhere else. At first, you wondered why his morbid curiosity but he said he would tell you in due time. Not much is known about the Dark Continent, other than the V5, a treaty established by the world nations exactly 200 years ago that prohibited the act of traveling to the continent. Supposedly, everytime man traveled to the continent, it unleashed disaster among humanity whenever they returned.

According to the notes, the hunters who went to the Dark continent knowingly admitted that they were breaking the law and yet still set sail, why? Because that’s what hunters do, explore the mysterious unknown. No one knew they had set sail so when they returned, it surprised many people, the only proof the journey existed lay documented in your book. The question was how did Scarvoski know they were coming? How did he get there before the Hunter association?

But back to the matter at hand, you believe Illumi had more than the morbid fascination, that was what he said but you knew that gaze of his well enough, you had seen it in the eyes of many men and women who watch you, either when you strutting down a runway or when your out and about. In the club, the mall, on the street. People are naturally enraptured by your visage and it was foolish of you to expect that Illumi Zoldyck would be any different, but then again, he had left you with a taste of desire too.

As you lay in your bed, he lays right next to you staring you down like a predator, his hands wandering to your body, laying a hand on your shoulder, his arm going down and down before reaching your hands. “What is that smell?” He wondered, pulling your hand to his own face before giving it a small whiff. A look of satisfaction and relief overcoming his features.“Jasmine?” He pondered.

“A balm I use for my hands, I apply it every time I finish washing my hands, do you like it?” You asked.

“It's a scent that suits you, everything about you just seems right….” He muttered as he laid his lips upon your hands, kissing them softly. A gesture that touched your heart, a kiss for each finger and knuckle, kissing the back of your hand before turning over and kissing the palm of your hand. An action that seemed so intimate, an experience you’ve never felt before. He was just kissing your hand but it was so sensual and close, you didn’t know what to make of it, like it was touching the deepest parts of your soul where no one had ever ventured before.

“Your hands are so soft.. So supple, I’ve never felt such hands in my life.”

“What am I to you, Illumi?” You asked, gazing back at him. “A curiosity.” He merely answers as he scoots himself closer to you on the bed. “If you get too close to me like that Illumi, I may not be able to find a boyfriend.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” He sneered. “Boyfriend? Like you’ll ever find someone who's good enough?”

“Are you good enough for me then Illumi?” You asked.

“I’m an assassin, I don’t do romance.”

He was saying one thing but his thoughts and actions were another. The assassin moved, climbing onto top of you and caressing your face. “What use is romance to either of us anyway? It is a useless thing, you and I both know what we want.” He whispered before leaning his lips down to yours.

It was a kiss unlike any you had ever received. Dark and passionate, sliding his fingers under your head and lifting it up so he could kiss you more deeply, you feared you could not help but concur as you reached under his arms and grabbed at his shoulders, lifting yourself up and reaching him. His skin was hot against your long hair tickling your red ears and in that moment, everything in you screamed to abandon common sense.

“Besides, if you were to ever take another lover, I’d kill them…”

“Illumi-”

“Sugar plum- you in here, come join me in the lounge, it's been some time you and I have shared a Charcuterie board-” Your Grandma barged into the room. “Oh my.” She replied.

“Granny- get out!” You barked, Illumi getting off you quickly as you wrapped a throw around you.

“Since when do you have boys over? You better not be having sex without protection- I’ll kill you if you get pregnant!” She barked as she looked over at Illumi before looking back at you. “Then again, I can see why you sneaked him in, your mother would have been all over him.”

“Granny! I was in the middle of something!”

“Clearly.”

“Perhaps this is a bad time, I shall rejoin you another night.” Illumi suggested before he picked up the box and stepped out the window. “Illumi, wait!” You cried, rushing over, only to find he was gone. 

“Wasn’t that the assassin boy who rescued you?” Your Granny huffed.

“Thanks a lot Granny- you just ruined my chances of getting laid! I hope you're happy!” You sneered.

“Oh come on Sugar plum- surely he isn’t the only boy in your contacts- in fact when I was younger, I had many boyfriends at a time, to limit a beauty such as yourself to one man is simply ridiculous.”

“If that's your way of telling me you were a whore back in your day, thanks.”

“I will beat you child.”

*Splash!*

*Splash!*

*Splash!*

‘Come now (Y/n)! One more and that’ll be one hundred.’

‘I know!’ You thought as you kicked yourself off the side of the pool to continue your backstroke to the other side of the pool, you had been going at this for quite a while and you had not yet needed to catch your breath. This exercise wasn’t just about cardio and strength building but stamina. Stretching your arms out and kicking through the water until you made it to the other side of the pool. ‘Okay- and you are done!’

You let yourself sink to the bottom of the pool where you cross your legs and look up at the sky, the light filtering through the pool and touching your skin, little diamonds shining brightly across your organ. ‘I’m hungry, what say you?’ You asked Koe as you relaxed against the pool’s tiled wall.

‘I desire meat. Doesn’t matter what type- something filling.’

“(Y/n)! (Y/n) darling! Alexander is here!” Your mother called from beyond the waters of the pool. “You got to your feet and pushed yourself up, reaching the surface, you came face to face with your mother and Scarvoski. “Mom, Uncle.” You say monotonously. 

“I must ask, how long have you been in there for my dear?” The designer asked, you shrugged your shoulders. “Thirty minutes, I think? Breathing isn’t really a problem for me.”

“Hahaha! Oh you know her Alex- my princess thinks she’s a mermaid-! Hahaha, now if you’ll excuse me- I need another martini, hahaha!” Your mother laughed, the denial in her voice as she wandered back into her house. You put your hands up on the ledge and pulled yourself out of the pool, servants immediately coming to your side, one wrapping a towel around your waist while another put a cigarette between your lips and lit the end. “You are glistening!” Scarvoski commented, completely awestruck as the sun’s rays made your skin sparkle and shine.

‘We are so fucking cool.’

‘We really are.’ You noted mentally, facing the designer. “Now then, shall we sit?” You asked. The old man nodded his head as you both went over to the outdoor fireplace, another towel set on your designated seat, your Grandmother waiting for you both. “There you both are, shall we get started then?” She asked, smoking her own cigarette.

You sat down facing Scarvoski who sat opposite of you. “Gloria, you look radiate as ever.” Scarvoksi nodded towards your Grandma, however, she in turn looked entirely unamused. You put your cigarette out before crossing your legs. “Uncle… Why did you do this to me?” You ask again, but this time, a lot more calm than you were previously confronted.

“Because- dear (Y/n).” he began. “You are a work of art. As a designer, it is my greatest pleasure in life to work with young and beautiful woman. Selling a dream of fantasy, beauty of fantasy. I’ve worked with so many young models before you who at one point or another reach the peak of their careers- only to be forgotten. They either die you or outgrow your career- starting families, growing all… no longer radiating the youthful beauty they shine on the stage- of course, not you Gloria.” Scarvoski said quickly as your Granny shrugged her shoulders. Although she was in her sixties, at her last checkup at the doctors, they told her physically, she was in her forties.

“So your response was to turn me into a monster?” You snarled, folding your arms.

“You are not a monster!” He exclaimed, in turn, you held up one of your arms and in a seconds, thousands of tiny eyes manifested, making him jump back a bit in surprise. “My goodness!”

“Oh yeah, by the way, I eat people now. Did my Granny tell you that?” You asked, looking between the two senior citizens. “S-She didn’t mention that…. But I had a feeling such a problem might arise…” He squirmed.

“What?” You granny asked, looking in your direction. “I did not want to scare him off.” The eyes on your arm soon disappeared  and you put it back where you previously placed it. “My appetite has gotten bigger, I have to drink blood now because if I don’t, my hair goes all frizzy and dry, I break out and I get all sweaty and gross- I can’t stomach anything else until I’ve had blood.”

“That is the price… for a long life.”

“I never asked for a long life or any of that! I know you have other necklaces- things that can do the same as me- do you plan to blindside me like the others?”

“No- if anything- I was making sure the necklace works first!” He exclaimed, catching you off guard. “What do you mean by that Alex?” Your Grandma sneered.

“Others have made the foolish mistake of touching the gems with their bare hands, stated by testimonies of the rock clan themselves- only those who meet the requirements to fuse my touch with them and live.”

“So- let me get this straight, you put that necklace on me fully well knowing I could have died- knowing what would happen to me?”

“No.” he reaffirmed. “I knew you would meet the requirements, that's why I had faith when I put it on your neck- and I wasn’t trying to blindside you. I had every intention of taking the necklace off you before you fused- right after the show, it was meant to come right off, I had no idea the Phantom Troupe of all people would come and break in and take you!”

“So- you were planning to tell me then?” You asked.

“Of course!” he exclaimed. “I was gonna tell you from start to finish- tell your mother and Gloria here and have them pressure you a bit…. But at the end of the day, it was meant to be your choice.”

“Who are the other candidates then?” You ask, sitting up properly. Scarvoski then took a folder from his satchel and got up. “I had a feeling you would ask, so here you go.” He smiled, handing it to you, opening it up, and you felt a shock course through you. Most of the candidates were friends of yours, fellow models who knew what it was like to have everyone be jealous of you. 

No that was not arrogance, that was the truth, plain and simple.

“I’ve already assigned what gems each should receive- of course, I have had you assigned as the diamond, the highest within the system. The rest would be under you. You would have your sapphire, a ruby and an emerald by your side and under them would be the garnets, beryls, pearls, Quartz- but we have no granities.”

“Why not?” You asked.

“Please, who wants a necklace made of granite?” He chuckled. Fair point. “If I could have the book back, I haven’t made anyone into a gem like you yet- i wish to have it so I and the others can make an informed decision.”

“You can, Me and Koe have already remembered everything in the book.”

“Who is Koe?” The designer asked. He doesn’t know that the souls of the previous gems were still in their designated rocks? Interesting, best to keep this to yourself for now? “Just a new assistant I’ve hired, don’t worry, they’ve signed an NDA.” You lie.

“Ah, I knew I could count on you. If possible, I’d like you to meet with the girls before hand-, tell them what to expect before they come to decision-”

“I will do that, but before that- I’d like for you to put that on pause for a moment, i’ll be going away in a month's time.”

“Oh to do what?” He asked.

“THE HUNTER EXAM!?” Your father bellowed at dinner time.

“DON’T YELL AT US!” Koe bellowed back before giving you back control, he gets really touchy when people try to talk down to you. Your mother just stared at you with a disturbed smile before looking over at the butlers. “Edgar- more caviar please!” She laughed, trying to ignore that you had become someone else at that moment.

“I tried to talk them out of it, they’re as stubborn as you Phorenzo.” Your Granny huffed, cutting up her salmon.

“What on earth are you going to do as a Hunter? And for crying out loud, how do you plan to pass the hunter exam? It's a test that could mean life or death and you young lady can barely look after yourself!” Your father scolded.

“Hunters are respected professionals Daddy. Besides- Me and Koe have been training all this time, he knows a lot more than me so I won’t entirely be on my own! It's not like I’m seriously gonna get hurt!” You smiled, making sure he saw your puppy dog eyes. ‘This is humiliating.’ Koe growled.

‘Shut up- anything to get him to go along with this!’ You argued internally.

“Oh my little girl- a hunter! What an idea!” Your mother laughed before downing another glass of wine.

“Being a hunter isn’t just all about fighting! You have to be smart- you- you have to be a million things!” He argued some more.

“If I get a hunter’s license- I can get away with killing people.” You shrugged. “Hmm?” He was all ears.

“Yeah- I’ll be allowed other places normal civilians aren't and I easily kill someone and just say it was self defense.”

You knew your dad was tired of having the mafia clean up your messes- but if you get the next time with a license- you can just say it was self defense! “Okay, Fine, I will allow it. Hear me young lady- despite your powers- you can not let anyone know what really happened!”

“Yes daddy.” You smiled.

“Does this mean you’re gonna give up modeling?” Your mother asked, half way through her own dinner as you shook your head. “No, in fact- Jean Raul has asked me to take part in his show in February-”

“That's my girl.” Your Grandmother winked, sipping her martini.

“Where are we going today Madame?” You chauffeur asked as you stepped into the back seat of the car. “The Yorknew Library.” You answer firmly, setting your bag down and putting on your seat belt as he begins to turn on the ignition.

Today’s outfit was an asymmetrical black and white bandana style dress with black chunky platform sandals with your black pirkin and a pair of chunky sunglasses. Yoru driver looks at you and hums. “Are you sure you wish to wear that madam- it's quite cold outside.”

“Tony, A hoe never gets cold.” You state firmly, shutting him up as he proceeds to drive. Taking out a notepad and pen, you write at the top of the page, ‘BOOKLIST’. ‘These libraries you speak of, if you are correct, we will find everything we require there. Before we attend the hunter exam, we must brush up on our knowledge on what we must expect, for example, beasts, botany and our problem solving skills- I understand you may be lacking in those areas…”

‘Thanks for the vote of confidence Buddy- but wouldn’t you know all this by now? You are the ancient almighty diamond warrior.’

‘I know many things, but the Dark Continent and Islands of Lake Mobius are two entirely different things. I am going to look up the plants and beasts we are most likely to face depending on the geographical locations we find ourselves in.’

“That's a lot of words….” You mumble.

“Say something madame?” You chauffeur asked.

“Nothing.”

Finally, Yorknew City appeared in the distance, it had been a long time since you found yourself back in the city, after all that fiasco that went down with the Phantom troupe. While on the road, you remember the exact spot where you faced them with Koe- possibly one of the scariest moments of your life. That whole night you spend hiding and running, wondering if you would ever make it home. Things will be different the next time, they have to be….

“Madame, we’re here.” Tony said as he pulled up by the entrance. Yorknew national library, available to the public and used by the most esteemed scholars and hunters alike. “Call me when you’re ready to be picked up Madame.” He hummed as you stepped out and he drove off. 

‘Come now, let us get going.’ Koe said as you walked up the steps and walked through the revolving doors, however, once you stepped inside, you had already garnered a myriad of looks- and not the good kind. ‘What is going on? What are these feelings of insecurity and anxiety that are bubbling up?’ Koe demanded. 

‘I think they’re giving me judgemental looks.’ You say to him as you pull your bag upon your shoulder. ‘For what nonsense reason? We are so beautiful and pretty and they are vermin- why should they be at our feet worshipping us.’

‘That's the thing, my kind and they’re kind don’t mix. The only time I’ve ever interacted with these types of guys is when I convinced those nerdy kids to do my homework for them in exchange for a photo with them.’ You take off your sunglasses and stuff them into your bag.

‘Who cares?! We are here to learn just as much as they are! Let us continue on our quest.’

You walk up to the librarian who greets you with a warm smile despite your attire. You ask her which would be the best books if you wanted to study botany, beasts and ancient puzzles. “Up on the third floor dearie- you should find the puzzle book in section 678, however, I warn you not to go if you have any allergies… it's been quite a while since I’ve dusted up there..”

“I’m sure I can manage…thank you Miss.”

The Botany book was easy enough to find as was the beast's book. They had multiple copies of the same book, more than likely there were many people who needed to study said book. You held them both under your arms as you entered an old elevator and allowed it to carry you up the even older third floor. The area seemed quite barren which was strange.

‘It is early in the morning, is it not? I suppose it won’t fill up till later.’

The place was dimly lit, very few windows in the room on the upper floor, most likely to protect the books from deterioration, the occasional ceiling light would flash on but only for a short while. ‘Thank god for technology..’ You thought as you turned on the torch on your phone and began to search through the dense third floor.

Cobwebs covered the areas between the ceiling and the bookcases which were littered with dust. “Jeez, the librarian wasn’t kidding.” Holding up your phone, you mumbled each numbered section, until you found the one that the librarian told you to go to. “What was the name of the book she told us to look for?”

‘Otherworldly puzzles and secrets- the mystery of the unknown.’

“That's the one.” 

You stopped in front of the bookcase, your eyes searching through the titles until you spotted it. “Ah! Here it is.”  You reached up to grab the book, however, your fingers were just out of reach. “Are you kidding me?”

‘What's the problem? Just climb up and grab it.’

“No! I can’t just climb the bookcase- that's barbaric!”

‘Who cares? No one else is here.’

“I’m not climbing the bookcase Koe, I just gotta reach up higher!” You groaned as you used your platforms to stand a little higher. “Almost there- almost-” And it was still out of reach. “Come on!” You whined.

“Here, let me get that for you.” A hauntingly familiar voice said from behind you as he reached over your head and took the book with little effort. You were frozen in place, an intense shivered coursed through your spine as it erupted through your body, you dare not look back at the source of the voice- not wanting to believe he was really there. ‘How is this possible?! There is no way he could have snuck up on us like that…!’ 

Your first nights after arriving home were filled with nightmares. Nightmares of the very man behind you, coming for you chasing- hunting you down- holding you tightly- squeezing the breath from your lungs as he held the diamond dagger against your throat, softly yet painfully cutting your skin and letting your crimson blood drain from your neck. Why was he here? What did he want?!

“Come on pretty girl, don’t you want your book?” You could hear the smile in his voice, the gentleness and charm that once drew you in, the very same gentleness and charm that now scared the hell out of you. ‘(Y/n)- you know what to do.’ Koe argued, but in truth, you were terrified, you didn’t want to go through what you did last month, you couldn’t, you wouldn’t! 

A smooth hand was placed on your shoulder, slowly shifting you around. “Let me see you.” In an instant, you were met face to face with the root of your fears- the very man that made you feel true terror. There he stood in a long purple coat with white fur trim, closed with gold buttons. His onyx hair remained down and free, his dioptase earrings remained as did the strange cross tattoo on his forehead. “There she is.” He smiled.

“C-Chrollo…” You choked, staring up at him, keeping your hands defensively to your chest. What the fuck do you do? Do you fight him? There was no way you could actually beat him! Flight? You tried that multiple times before and he always caught you! “Hey now, why are you looking so pale? Don’t tell me you’re unwell.” He began to reach his hand towards your head. “Perhaps you got a fever-”

“DON’T TOUCH ME!” You squealed. In an instant, your body hardened and crystallized, within that moment, you began to project your aura outwards in an attempt to drive him away, yet he remained but had stepped back a bit. “You know that only works on non-nen users, right?”

“LEAVE ME ALONE!” You cried, throwing both books at him before running off in a random direction.

“Hey! These are precious books- it's rude to throw them at people!” Chrollo retorted, but you didn’t give a damn about no fucking books, you were getting the hell out of there! You rush through a set of dusty bookcases, panic erupted from you as you ran mindlessly through the area- for the life of you, you couldn’t remember where the damn elevator was! 

You made a right turn and just ran from that point onwards. “(Y/n)!” Chrollo said, appearing right at the end of the row, making you fall onto your butt. Your platform became loose and you had no choice but to shake it off. “Come now, let's talk! We have some catching up to do.” You scoot back further on your back, kicking off your other platform as you stare at him down.

“No way!” You shout, getting back to your feet and running as fast as you can, daring not once to look back at him, making a turn to your left, you spotted the elevator in sight and bolted for it. You slam your finger on the elevator button a myriad of times. “Come on!” You wail.

You look back, Chrollo isn’t there. You hear the elevator door *ping* open and you quickly step inside. “Close damn it!” You say, pressing the button to make the doors close, and close they do. 

You take a sigh of relief.

“(Y/n)?” A hand sticks itself between the doors and they halt automatically. “No..!” You cry, Chrollo pries the doors open and allows himself in, all three of your books under one arm as his other hand went to the top of the elevator’s buttons and chose the very top floor. “I take it you don’t want to see me.”

“What do you want?!” You squealed, backing yourself into the corner of the elevator, never losing his gaze. He kneeled down and set your required reading on the floor before pulling out your forgotten platforms. “Don’t you remember my note? You forgot your shoes, you must want me to carry out my promise.” He smirked, before taking hold of your leg and forcing it forward toward him. Your crystalised foot in his hand, he slowly looked all the way up towards your face.

“You really are so beautiful, you know that (Y/n)? I’ve been so eager to see you again.”

“What do you want…?” You asked again, your fingers gripping the railings inside the lift.

“I thought it was obvious, I wanna be your friend.” He purred, caressing your crystalised limb before sliding your platform onto your foot. “It's really brave of you, wearing sandals and a dress like that in December- but I like this dress on you, it really suits you.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you…?!” You gasped. “One minute- you’re trying to butter me up, then you fucking kidnap me, chase me around all night and then give me back the diamonds you intended to steal from me the very next day!”

“Oh that!” He laughed, putting your other platform back on your foot before standing up. Despite your elevated shoes, he easily stood over you. “You remember that attack you gave me and the guys! You nearly took us all out in one fell swoop- I have to say, it was really impressive. There are alot of blacklist hunters after us and none of them could stop us- but you nearly got us in one night!”

“What's your point?!” You squawked which took him back a bit. “Well- that attack where you shot diamond projectiles at us- it was a lot of diamonds! Shal says that each one goes for two billion jennies a piece and there are plenty of buyers on the blackmarket who want one so I guess thanks are in order.”

“Sir, I was trying to kill you that night- because you tried to kill me that night!” You shouted, your exterior vanishing, leaving you in your bare flesh. “How dare you try to play the suave guy with me when we both fully know what you and your goonies tried to do to me that night!” You harshly poke your finger into his bare chest.

“There she is, your diamond form is exquisite but you are so much prettier when you’re… you.” He smiled. “I wasn’t planning on killing you. Sure the others were suggesting that but we would have found a way.” He grinned, trying to play it off, but you weren’t a tool.

“Oh- yeah. Sure! Like I’ll believe you for a second! You bastards are the cause of my nightmares- and I never wanna see you again!”

“Oh come on, don’t say that.” He smiled, taking your hand and pushing you back into your corner, you were taken aback as he leaned his forehead against yours. “It hurts you don’t wanna be around me- I would like to get to know you (Y/n). That night was nothing more than a job, nothing personal.”

“You're a disgusting pig.” You say bluntly. Now that really surprised him. “You think I have so little respect for myself that I’ll just bow down and forgive you? Giving me a pretty smile and holding my hand like we’re just a pair of star crossed lovers? Fat chance- if you don’t let me leave, I’m going to scream ‘rape’ at the top of my lungs.”

He remained quiet for a minute and only a minute. But when that minute passed, a grin cracked from his lips as he began to chuckle darkly. It was ominous and horrible- like something that only a monster born from absolute despair could muster. “Hahahaha! Haha- Hahahahaha!” He broke out into laughter as if what you just said was the funniest thing you had ever said to him, you of course, did not find any amusement in this. “What's so funny Jackass?!”

“You are, (Y/n)!” He chuckled. “It's amazing you can go from friendly and carefree girl to this stone cold and icy person. You say the most cruel and malicious things and if I didn't know any better, I would say you actually meant it- but you really aren't, despite your persona you show off to the rest of the world- you’re hiding who you really are.”

“What the hell do you even know about me creep!? You don’t know a damn thing about me-”

“I know you’ve had to turn off all your social media notifications because of all the rumours spreading about you.” He smiled

You froze.

“I also know you don’t have many friends- just those… three girls you meet regularly- supermodels like yourself- women you’ve known for so long you feel no need to compete with them and they you.”

You push past him reaching for the button to open the elevator door as quickly as possible but he quickly grabs your arm and pulls you back into his chest, his lips ghosting your ear. “Stop!”

“You're the type of girl that other girls love to hate on (Y/n). They hate you because they are jealous of your success, of your beauty… of your background. They know they can never be you so they go to ridiculous lengths to bring you down however they can. Such as rumours about you being sexually assaulted by the group that kidnapped you. Anything to ruin your perfectly crafted image- but I see you, the real you.”

“Let go of me!” You cried but he grabbed your chin, making you face him through your tear stained eyes..

“Wasn’t it you who once told me you’d give anything to throw it all away one day? You don’t want to be hated- it hurts you that people could hate you for such ridiculous reasons, isn’t that right? After all, what did you ever do wrong?”

“SHUT UP!” You screamed, grabbing his hand and biting down as hard as you could.

“Agh!” He gasped trying to reef his arm away but you had made a grave miscalculation on your part.

You bit down on his skin and drew blood. His crimson fluid had made its way into your mouth and you felt the sparks fly on your tongue, pleasurable and ecstatic sparks that tingles your insides. It was amazing- it was.. “Tantalizing…” You moaned.

“(Y/n)?” Chrollo asked, but you could not answer him, you needed to have more of his blood- it set your veins aflame with desire and joy. You held his wounded hand closer to your mouth as you sucked on the wound. Your back still to his chest but you cared not. Licking and sucking at the wound you made on his hand- his blood was exquisite in taste- you’ve already eaten six people- but their flavor didn't even come in comparison to the the flavor of Chrollo’s blood.

“I’ve heard a lot of things.” Chrollo murmured, holding your body closer to his as he watched a stray drop of blood drip from his chin. “Journalists, photographers and reporters- news seeking wanderers sneaking into your home to try to get an exclusive interview for you- only for no one to return. Although when the police launched an investigation- there was no credible trace of anyone there so it eventually led to a dead end and their disappearances completely forgotten about.”

He used his finger to drag the droplet of blood back up to your lips, only for you to take hold of his other hand, practically sucking on it like you would an ice lolly. Your mouth was a mess, your lip gloss smeared with blood and yet you couldn’t care less. “Now you’ve gone and done it….” You snarled.

A *pop* sound echoing the elevator as you remove your mouth from his finger.

“You’ve made me ruin my mascara- you bastard!” You cry. Once you hear the elevator door open, you stomp out, finding the nearest table in sight before setting your pirkin down. “Fuck my life, fuck my life, fuck my life.” You mumbled, taking out a compact mirror to see the damage done. Mascara run, lip gloss and blood smeared all over your mouth. You ran your hand through your bag, taking out some wipes and cleaning up your face.

“I just pointed out some of your greatest insecurities- and yet you're more concerned with your makeup right now- you really are funny!”  he laughed and you shot a look back at him.

“Shut up! I just don’t want people getting the wrong idea, jerk!”

“And what might that be?” He smiled.

“When a girl has runny mascara and smeared lipgloss- it usually alludes that she’s been sucking dick- so yeah- not a chance I’m leaving with my face like this.”

“But aren’t you the one who drank my blood? You’re the one who chose to do that.” He asked, taking out a handkerchief and wrapping it around his hand as you finished cleaning up your face. “Ugh- I can’t help myself. It's like an automatic response that happens when I smell blood- why am I telling you this?!”

“Can I ask you one more thing?” He smiled, you scoffed, dumping all your stuff back into your back before folding your arms. “Fine- what is it?”

“The last time we saw each other- your eyes were pitch black and the one who spoke wasn’t you. Who was that?” 

You felt a cold sweat  drip down the back of your neck. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

‘Oh what? So you’re ashamed of me now?!’ Koe demands internally.

‘You’ve been awfully quiet all this time.’ You scolded me.

‘Woman, I was trying to give you space- no one wants to hear someone elses voice while they’re trying to fuck.’

“I was not trying to fuck him- what are you nuts?!” You shouted.

“Who are you talking to?” Chrollo questioned, making you freeze up. “No one!”

“Me bitch.” A look of horror overcame you as Koe took it upon himself to possess your hand. Two eyes and a mouth as he looked directly in Chrollo’s eyes. “And you’re the son of a bitch who tried to kill my host not even an hour after she put me on.”

“Oh, well I apologize. I had no idea there was life inside the diamonds- what is your name?” Chrollo asked oh so courteous like he wasn’t just harassing you.

“Like I’m gonna tell you! You are the reddest of red flags- your not even a flag- you’re just the color red! Stop chasing my girl and find someone in your own league homo sapien.”

“Wow!” You gasped,not believing Koe just said all that.

“Oh? You don’t believe I’m good enough for Miss (Y/n)? Please elaborate.” Chrollo asked, pulling up a chair and sitting down, his posture poor as he watched your hand speak. “NO- we are not doing this now-”

“First off- their is a smell of public transport from you!” 

“Oh my god!” You cried.

“I caught the whiff of peasantry the minute you walked in! Sure you may dress nice in clothes you stole from the rack- but I can tell when someone is trying to play off their origins. Once a commoner- always a commoner.”

“Koe stop! You’re gonna get me killed!” 

“We’re practically immortal you dumb bimbo- how is he gonna kill us!?” Your face dropped, he realised what he said as you broke out into the tears. “Koe- how could you…?!” You wept, little sobs escaping your mouth.

“No- (Y/n)- I didn’t mean it! I was angry-”  Koe tried to back up on what he was saying but it hurt you nonetheless. Bimbo, you hated that word. You’ve been called that since but girls and boys alike since you grew a pair of tits and became curvy- since your grades went down because your mother and Granny kept pulling you out of school to do photo shoots. So what if you weren’t the sharpest tool in the shed- you still had feelings!

“Wow- that is such a terrible thing to say to her.” Chrollo said, taking your free hand and pulling you towards him. “She can’t help it if she’s prettier than everyone else- jealous people will do anything to bring her down, I think you may be one of them Koe.” Chrollo noted before pulling you into his lap. “H-hey, what are you-” You squeaked.

He wiped away your tears, smoothing out your cheeks with his thumbs. “You look pretty, even when you’re crying. But I don’t like seeing you upset.”

“You’re a liar.” You pouted, looking away from him.

“I can be whatever you want me to be (Y/n).” He smiled, licking at his tear stained tumb.

“Don’t listen to him (Y/n)! He is a frog and you are a swan!” “Koe argued. “Besides- who needs him when we have Illumi! He’s much better that this gutter trash-”

“Zoldyck?” Chrollo’s voice went dark. His eyes that had a bright and friendly shine now seemed a lot darker than they were before, no shine in it, just danger. “Illumi Zoldyck… you still have contact with him?”

“So what if I do?!” You huffed, pushing away from him. “I owe Illumi everything- he’s the one who saved me!”

“Oh please.” Chrollo snorted, as if it were funny. “The Zoldyck’s are a family of assassins. You think Illumi gets out of bed every morning to save helpless girls? If your daddy wasn’t a millionaire- you can bet he would have left you to fend for yourself.”

“You’re wrong!” You shout, getting off his lap and putting your bag over your shoulder. “Illumi told me about his dad. That he was once hired to kill one of you but the money wasn’t worth it in the end. That he told him to stay clear of you guys- so tell me this, knowing all that- why would he stick his neck out for me knowing that you guys were involved and the money my dad was paying wasn’t enough to warrant my rescue?”

“I’m not sure what Illumi’s intentions are- but I can assure you they’re not good ones.” He smirked. “I’ve only known Illumi a while now and I can tell you he’s more sadistic and ruthless than any other assassin I’ve met. So much so he was passed over in the line of succession in favour of his younger brother- if you had any sense of caution, you would stay as far away from him as you can.”

“Oh- and you’re the pinnacle of innocence and safety? What a joke.” You scoffed, picking up your books and stomping over to the elevator, pressing the button and waiting for it to arrive. “Now that you’ve been entertained- do me a favour and leave me alone. I don’t wanna see you or your psycho friends again- you’re bad for my health.”

The elevator doors opened up and before you could enter, you were turned around- lips pressing against yours in a sweet kiss that took you completely off guard, his hands lightly grasping your face as he pulled away, a smirk playing on his face,

“Smoking is also bad for your health (Y/n), but it feels so good when you do it, doesn’t it?

And with that, the elevator doors closed, separating both you and him as he vanished from your sight and only then did the panic set it. “OMG! Oh my god- oh my god- he freaking kissed me!” You blushed looking around, hoping there weren’t any CCTV cameras anywhere.

“He knows I’m a smoker…” You paused, humiliation filling you as the elevator doors opened and you were back on the ground floor. You weren’t gonna press your luck anymore than you had this morning!

Time to check out and get out!

‘What is this place?’

The car rolled up through the row of palm trees as it stopped in front of a large building.that was spread out. “This is the Beach Springs Country club- this is the only place me and the girls can meet where there won’t be photographers. Besides- we always meet up here.” You noted. This time, you were wearing your dry ‘wet’ top. A white top that looks wet but is actually dry with a black bra underneath, coupled with a black mini skirt and knee high heeled Yivechy boots.

‘Country club… this is where the elite come to play, am I correct?’

“Yup.”

‘Yes!’

“Madam, talking to yourself is not healthy, is this something I need to bring to Mr Devereaux’s attention?” Tony said from behind the wheel.

“Tony- I have to. Because if I don’t talk to me- who will?! Besides- my daddy doesn’t pay you to ask questions. You're paid to drive me places and shut up!”

“Yes Madam.” He muttered.

You stepped out of the car, bag in hand as you slammed the door and walked up the stairs. Old ladies chatted around the table for tea, old men at the bar were smoking cigars and boasting about their investments and power moves. The rich boys were down by the beach on their surfboards while other girls played volleyball.

But you were here, for the pink room.

“(Y/n)!” 

The pink room was an exquisite and luxurious lounge made of soft baby pinks. Pink tufted walls, pink cushioned chairs, marbled tables, pink curtains, pink carpet and only the most refined tableware you could ask for, white china and golden cutlery. And of course, your only friends.

“Girlies!” You squealed. They squealed as they all rushed you, squeezing you tightly as they all hammered you with questions and dragging you to the table. You couldn’t hear them over the other as one of them yelled. “Waitress! Four glasses of Prosecco!” 

“We can’t have prosecco! It's twelve in the day!” You cried.

“It's 10 pm somewhere.” Another laughed.

‘(Y/n), can you run me through who all these girls are again.’

‘Sure.’ You thought. With you at the table where three girls you have come to know fondly, fellow models like yourself who like you come from a long line of actresses and models, women of wealth and status- people were always jealous of you and they knew what it was like to have others jealous of you.

“(Y/n), oh my god- how have you been? We haven’t heard from you in weeks since the incident!” She scoffed, lighting a cigarette, offering you one before you held up your hand. “Don’t worry, I brought my own.” You smiled, taking out your own cigarette but allowing her to light it for you.

Edytha Harlow, a classy lady. Long mahogany hair that reached the end of her backside and bright rose coloured eyes that shone with grace and fair skin. She decided to wear a bedazzled red corset that brought up her chest nicely, paired with some black flared skinny jeans and chunky Valentina heels. She knows everything about everyone, knows every deep dark secret about everyone in the club- stuff that has come helpful to you all when things don’t go your way. But you’ve always loved that about Edytha.

“Girl- you missed out on soooooo much! Last week- Jonni finally left Zosia!” 

“What, really? Why?” You asked.

“For me! Obviously!” She laughed

Lilibette Jones, the serial flirt of your group. Champagne blonde hair she had that was always curled. Cornflower blue eyes that sparkled with an innocence that did not exist and you noticed that she had gotten her tan on since the last time you saw her. She wore a crystal beaded mini dress decked out with royal blues, gold and white, patterns depicting a midnight sun with fairies scattered around with a cute pair of Niu Niu heels. This girl had more charm than she knew what to do with- men and women alike were helpless against her and she was usually the cause of many break ups.

“I keep telling her it ain’t nothing to be proud of.”

“But does she listen?”

“What do you think?”

Abishola Ite, someone you like to think is the voice of reason within the group. She possessed Sacramento green eyes and a cool tone of dark skin. Like always, she wore a perfectly styled Afro that she refused to let anyone touch but herself. She wore a long cream coloured off the shoulder dress that had a slit in the side and bell sleeves, fitted with a black corset belt and Tim Gord Heels. While her mother was a famous and well known actor, her father wanted her to pursue a practical profession like political science and business- that was until your mom and Lilibette’s mom and Edytha’s mom and her mom talked her dad into letting her be a model because a face like hers would be wasted on politics.

Your prosecco came and you all knocked your classes together. “Cheers!”

“You have no idea how much we missed you (Y/n), after everything that happened- we thought the worst.” Abishola said before Edytha cut it. “With all those ridiculous rumors spreading- we did our best to tell everyone to shut up and mind their own business- which didn’t work…”

“It's fine, I appreciate you guys sticking up for me online- I've had so many creeps trespass on the property trying to get an ‘exclusive’ interview with me.” You smiled.

“Honestly- all paparazzi are just voyeuristic perverts- like they would happily film all of our sex tapes for us if they could.”

“Lili- that's so creepy to say!” Abishola exclaimed as lilibeth shrugged her shoulders. “What?! It's true though, we’ve all had our fair share of stalkers, I wouldn’t be surprised how much their creep levels rose after what happened to (Y/n) here.”

“No, for the record, they weren’t trying to rape me- they were theives. After the diamonds I was wearing.” You sighed, sipping your prosecco.

“You mean to tell me they had one of the most beautiful women in the world in their grasp and didn’t lay a hand on you- yeah now that sounds creepy?” Edytha scoffed.

“What do you mean? We should be thankful they didn’t touch her like that,”Abishola said.

“Yeah, I know that- but they definitely had thoughts about it- all guys do. If you hadn’t escaped, they certainly would have tried something sooner or later.”

“No, but life has been different since that night-”

“Ah, look at that sun, isn’t it so beautiful!” Lilibette squealed as the sun came into view at the window taking out what looked like a new camera. “This baby has such great lenses- we have to take pics with the natural lighting while we still can.

“Don’t be rude- (Y/n) was just speaking!” Edytha barked.

“You have to admit though, I will never get tired of the view of the sun from here.” Abishola smiled as the sun’s rays lowered and filtered through the window, landing on your figure. Your fingers began to sparkle, then your arm arms, up your neck before finally reaching your face. Through the little pores in your skin, diamonds shone and glittered, catching the eyes of all your friends who looked on in amazement.

“Is that some new body glitter you’re wearing?” Lilibette asked, sticking up her camera in your direction and taking a quick picture.

“My goodness- you look amazing (Y/n)!” Abishola gasped.

“What's your secret- no secrets between friends!” Edytha barked.

“Lets just say- I’ve had a life or death experience that changed me.” You muttered, lifting up your arm and crystallizing it within the second. Your friends gasped, Edytha nearly fell out of her chair and Lilibette and Abishola quickly got closer to examine your arm. “Oh my god! What the hell happened to you!?”

“Your arm is made of diamond!” 

“How is that possible?!” 

You turned it back to normal before downing the rest of your prosecco. “You guys might want to get comfortable, it's a long story.”

And so, you began your tale about how Scarvoski had chosen you to wear diamonds from a place called the dark continent. Diamonds that held the deceased souls of a group of people who could harden their bodies and crystallize them into pure rock, that they were beautiful and a monstrous society that feasted upon any and all who they deemed fit to feast on. How Hunters stole the diamonds from their final resting place and brought them back here where they were turned into necklaces. That anyone who they deemed ugly or average were deemed not worthy of the diamonds and only those of true beauty may wear them.

The night of the runway, Scarvokski put that diamond necklace on you, knowing you would not die. That he was meant to take it off after the show before it fused with you but by then, the Phantom Troupe had kidnapped you, intent on taking the diamonds, unaware of their true power. While you were escaping, the necklace had fully fused with you, granting you the body and powers of the Rock people which aided you in your escape.

“So- what do you mean to say- you’re some diamond encrusted vampire?!”  Edytha gasped.

You shook your head. “No, I wouldn’t say that. While I do require blood- the rock people by nature are natural cannibals- or carnivores. They require three times the protein of a normal human and we do need sleep- just not as much as a human. If you gave Koe the chance- he would eat a whole man alive.”

“Who is Koe?” Abishola asked. You poked at your head. “Koe is the soul of one of the rock people who fused with me. He doesn’t remember his name but he has been a great help at helping me navigate the ways of a semi immortal.”

“Is he? The same guy who you just said would eat a whole man alive if given the chance?” Abishola retorted.

“Hey- No one said he was perfect. He has his flaws like anyone but-”

“I'm a flawless woman- what are you talking about?!” Koe manifested his eyes and mouth onto your hand once more and that was what sent everyone reeling. “Who is that?!” Lilibette cried as she backed up on her chair.

“What is that thing?!” Edytha cried, holding Lilibette in front of her. “Come one- he doesn’t bite!” You called, although unsure if he would actually or not.

“When are you gonna tell me about the offer Scarvoski is going to make?” Koe asked which took them off guard. 

“What is he talking about (Y/n)?” Abishola asked.

You sighed, leaning back in your chair. “When the diamonds were placed on me- needless to say, I was blindsided. Before I realised what was happening to me- it was too late to stop it. This is what I am and what I’ll be for the rest of time. Scarvoski wants to make similar offers to you guys. He wants to give you necklaces to fuse with- turning you into well… something like me.” 

“I- I don’t know….!” Abishola trembled, her hand shaking as she covered her mouth. “Cannibalism- immortality? I don’t want to live forever!” She gasped.

“We are not immortal, like you, we are still capable of dying- though in our case, it's just a lot harder for us to die naturally or be killed. Besides- thanks to this society- you no longer have to hunt or kill for your food. The blood we drink mostly comes from healthy donors.”

“And- despite all the protein and food we have to ingest- we can make great diamonds that naturally burn the fat from ourselves so we don’t need to take calorie deficit into account. We can literally be young and beautiful forever if we want or we can let ourselves wither away if we choose.” You shrugged. “Either way, I came to you guys first so you could see for yourselves what has happened to me. So you could see first hand what you're signing up for before you decide.”

“Well I….” Edytha hummed, a look of uncertainty, but Lilibette stood up quickly, placing her hands on the table. Her eyes sparkled, awe written across her face. “I want it.” She answered.

“That was quick.” You reply.

“You’re not even gonna sit on it?” Edytha asked her to which Lilibette snapped her head in the redhead's direction. “What's there to sit on? Long lifes- a way for us to enjoy eating without gaining weight- to be young and beautiful forever?!”

“Is your beauty all that matters to you Lili?” Abishola asked.

“It's ALL we’ve ever known!” She barked, startling even you. “We’re fucking models, being beautiful is part of the job and if we’re anything less, people hate on us for it! Besides- my mom told me I have to settle down soon because I’ll be 25 in less than three years so I’ll have to stop flirting.”

“A goddamn miracle.” You muttered.

“I fucking LOVE my life the way it is, I don’t wanna settle down- I don’t want to worry about finding a guy whose at least ten digits! I don’t want to get married- I don’t want to grow up- I want to be the centre of attention everywhere I go. I want time to have more fun and live life on MY terms and I don’t care what that says about me as a person- sure it might seem shallow…. But I don’t know any other way.”

“She’s perfect.” Koe said, a smile forming on your hand as he gazed upon her. “Beautiful women like yourself should be allowed to be free and live your life the way you want it. To take as many lovers as you want and to take what you please.”

“(Y/n), I think I have a crush on your little hand friend.” Lilibette said, tears in her eyes like she’s finally been seen.

“Thanks.” You said through tight lips. “I have some questions.” Edytha asked, raising her own hand. “So like- we’re not immortal- just extremely hard to kill and able to live long ass lives.  Does this mean we can still live among humans and stuff?”

“There is nothing wrong with that, however I should warn you though, you average human tend to find us unbelievably attractive, the fusion will make you even more so, just to keep in mind if you have any more people stalking you.”

“And- just to be clear- we’re not vampires? Like we can still eat normal human food right?”

“Naturally.”

“And I can still have kids, right?”

“Wait- you want kids?” You asked, this was the first, from Edytha of all people. “What? I’m just asking. I don’t want kids right now but say in the future?”

“If anything, your fertility will be heightened in your new forms. You could even wait until you’re a hundred years old before having children.”

“Sweet.” Edytha smirked.

“So, we’ll always be fertile? But what if I’m having coitus with my boyfriend? I’m on Birth control right now, will this affect it?” Abishola asked, concerned in her voice.

“One thing you must know about our species is that the females are the dominant sex, do you know why this is?” Koe asked, you had read about it before so you knew the answer to this.

“Because the females have absolute control over their bodies. They can control their own fertility and they can cut off access to their ovaries so they don’t have to worry about pregnancy.”

“Very good.” 

“Okay, I’m sold.” Edytha responded.

“Can I have some time to think about this? A deal this good can’t not have any hidden cons.” Abishola asked, a nervous look on her face.

“Hey listen, I understand. If you want, I have all the known notes about it in a folder, I can send it to you if you want.” You smile, pulling up all the saved documents on your email.

“Please do.” Abishola smiled.

“Scarvoksi should be sending you all invites soon. I’m the only one with the diamonds so don’t get your hopes up. Since you guys are my friends, he’s given me permission to choose my ruby, my emerald and my sapphire.”

“What do you mean?” Abishila asked.

“Naturally, Diamonds are at the top of the ‘hierarchical’ system of the pyramid- well, in their culture. Below them are- emeralds, rubies and sapphires and everyone else is below them. You guys will have to discuss amongst yourselves who will have what necklace because that’ll be for the rest of your life.”

“Well- obviously- I’ll have the ruby necklace! Just look at me!” Edytha joked.

“Abishola, if you decide, you have to have the emeralds- it matches your eyes.”

“So you can have the sapphires I take?”

“C’mon! You know blue is my colour, it only makes sense!”

These guys,  you hope they never change.

Today was the day.

You had gone to bed earlier that night so you could have an extra lie in. You woke up at exactly three in the morning where you did your morning stretches before proceeding to the shower. You practically shrubbed your skin raw before taking extra precaution with your hair, after all, it would be a while before you showered again. You brushed your teeth and did your facial routine before grabbing a prepared cucumber salad for breakfast and eating it while catching up on some of the reading.

‘It's hard to believe the day has finally come! Will you tell your family goodbye before you leave?”

“Nah, I’m not gonna bother waking them up, they’ll probably be pissed if I did. I’ll just text them later.”

‘Fair enough.’

You dried your hair and began to pull on your selected wardrobe.  A periwinkle high neck bodysuit, sleeveless of course with a boob window that showed the goods. Black leather low rise pants, very, very low rise pants that barely covered your navel because you were a hot bitch like that, white heeled boots that reached below your knees, exactly 4 inches and and a cream coloured polyester band jacket that you hung around your waist

‘We are sexy.’

“We are sexy bitches.” You smirked, putting in some hoop earrings and looping a one strapped backpack over your shoulder that was filled with survival essentials. “Vitamins, blood bottle, hair brush, toothbrush and toothpaste, sunscreen, spf 50 lip balm and of course- sun glasses.” You smiled, placing them in the loop of your low rise pants.

‘Let's get going.’

After putting your jacket on properly and then your bag, you left the quiet of your home and to the garage. ‘I still can’t believe your sire purchased this vehicle for us, quite generous.’ The vehicle Koe was referring to was a motorcycle, bright red in colour with an added helmet for protection- not that you needed it. “Well, if I ever do get into a car accident, I can always just put up my shield and I’ll be fine- but I can’t let law enforcement pull me over.” You swung a leg over the bike and turned it on. It roared with life as you put on your helmet for safety.

The garage door opened and you zoomed out of there, the gates to the estate opened and you sped past waiting paparazzi who still hadn’t taken a hint to fuck off. Yet some of them still got on their own bike with the hope to catch up but your motorcycle was one of the fastest models yet- so it was easy enough to speed away and not get caught.

“Next stop, York New city harbour!” You chanted as you drove past the six o’clock traffic, cars everywhere as they were trying to get to their jobs and stuff. You remember getting up at six everyday when you went to school and driving through all the traffic in the heavy rain. Driving through the city now on your bike give you a strange sense of Deja vu.

‘Should we stop for a snack?’ Koe asked.

“Now, we can’t! That boat leaves at eight, we can’t be late.”

You pulled up to a garage building where you rented a spot to keep your bike safe until someone came to pick it up. Once that was done, you hurried through the bustling streets of York new, people setting up shop and hurrying to work, students hurrying to get to their first class of the day, quickly hopping onto a bus jam packed with students, hoping to take it straight down to York new harbour.

“Oh my god…!” Gasped a voice. You turned around and there stood two girls, dressed warmly in their school uniforms- you recognised those uniforms. “Y-y-you’re (Y/n) Devereaux! Thee (Y/n) Devereaux!” the blonde girl chirped as the brunette looked you up and down in excitement. “And she’s on the bus with us!” 

“St Sierra Academy.” You said, looking them up and down.

“You know St Sierra Academy?” The brunette asked.

“Duh dummy! Everyone knows she used to go to St Sierra’s!” The blonde scolded.

“Is Miss Polly still there?” You asked.

“Oh my god- you know Miss Polly?” The Blonde asked.

“Ugh yeah- pretty sure she made both mine and everyone’s lives hell she did.”

“Yeah- she just came back after having her second child.”

“Wow! Someone actually wanted to bang Miss Polly? there is a god after all.” You joked making the girls laugh their butts off. After some back and forth conversing, answering questions for your loyal fans and taking a few selfies- you almost missed your stop to which you delightfully waved them goodbye and you practically skipped from the bus and hurried along down to the harbour.

“Alright, alright, alright. Let's find this…. Boat.”

You could already guess which boat it was. The one being lined up with scary looking characters all gnashing their jaws and impatiently waiting to get on the boat, each shoving the other with weapons of every kind hoisted on their shoulders.

“Hehe- whose this little girl?”

“Does she actually think she’s getting to the exam dressed like that?”

“I swear, they’ll let anyone in these days.”

“Hey sweetheart- you can’t pass by getting on your knees!”

One man in a striped shirt called, making everyone laugh. You clenched your fists and bit your lip. How dare they speak to you like that? ‘Perhaps we should eat everyone on this boat- that way, there will be no competition when we land.’ For a moment, you wanted to agree with Koe and just go ape shit. You’ve never been talked to so disrespectfully like before- but before you could act on your dark urges, the very same man who insulted you found himself launched right into the ocean- no warning as he practically belly flopped in.

It took you by surprise as you looked over at who did it.

“My word, don’t you all know it's utterly abhorrent to speak to a lady like that? I suggest you all watch your mouths before you find them ripped off~”

“Hisoka?”

Que: Spanish sounding guitar music

You pushed a piece of hair behind your ear before approaching the jester. All other characters flinched away at the approaching man.

“Shit, don’t you have any idea who that is?!”

“That’s Hisoka the Magician!”

“Hisoka the Magician? One of the floor master’s at heaven’s area?”

“What the hell is that psycho doing here?!”

‘Ah, it's the clown man. What a pleasant surprise.’ Koe said as you stopped before him.”What are you doing here? I didn’t know you wanted to become a hunter.”

“I didn’t know you wanted to become one either- yet here we both are, perhaps we were destined to meet here~” 

“Don’t tell me… is that chick with Hisoka…?” One of the bystanders mumbled before the sound of coughing emerged from the ocean. The man in the striped shirt had dragged himself up the ladder, spluttering all over the place, his eyes red from sea water. He looked terrified as Hisoka laid his eyes on him once more. “And that poor bastard just insulted his girl.”

“There sure are a lot of people making assumptions today.” You scoffed, placing your hands on your waist.

“Well, we might as well give them a show.” Hisoka smirked as he strutted over to the man, crouching down to see him, face to face. “You really should know better than to talk to a lady like that- especially one who has never met you, be a good man and apologise to her.

“I’M SORRY! I’M SO SORRY MADAM! I’m sorry for insulting you like that, please forgive me!” The man cried- it was so pathetic, tears flying from his eyes while snot dripped from his nose.

“Ewww..” You winched. “No way I’m getting on the same boat as him.”

“You heard the lady- looks like you’re swimming to the exam.” Hisoka chuckled, getting up and walking from the sniffling man.

“Alright- alright! Come on you louts- time to get moving!” The captain barked as the passengers began to load themselves onto the boat, removing your coat. You hold it about your shoulder, looking back at the sniffling man kneeling in a puddle of water left behind by his drenched clothes.

The board was lifted as soon the boat set sail.

Your relationship with Hisoka was a strange one- sure you had each other's numbers but you two didn’t do a lot of texting. More or less he checks in every now and again to see how much strength you’ve gotten. Still, it wasn’t like you wanted to be all that close to Hisoka, you recalled the last time you two met- he got a boner watching you drink blood. A little much for a little old you who has never seen a penis in your life except for the times randomers would d.m. you dick pics hoping it would catch your interest.

It never did, yuck.

“Four of clubs”

“Five of clubs”

“Five of hearts”

“Six of hearts.”

“Seven of hearts.”

“What?!” You gasp as you look down at the pile of cards, the seven he placed down. “Does seven skip you?” He asked, you sighed before nodding. The fucker then places a King of hearts on the deck. “You piece of shit!” 

“Pick up ten cards.” Hisoka chuckled.

“This game is rigged!” Koe yelled, taking control of your hand to face down Hisoka. “You’re cheating somehow! I know you are!” 

“For an ancient being, you sure are a sore loser~” Hisoka teased.

“Koe doesn’t like losing- or rather, he’s not used to losing.” You say.

“Woman, don’t give away my secrets!” He yelled. “And you! Me and you right now- we’re fighting!”

“Oh~?” Hisoka hummed, a dark glint sparkling in his eye. “Koe! No!” You shouted as you bit down on your hand- him in particular. He squealed in pain, looking up at you. “Ow! Woman that hurt!”

“Get back inside now!” you hissed- making Koe retreat, his eyes and mouth vanishing from your palm. “The last thing I need is you egging him on!” 

“Don’t be such a bore, (Y/n).”

“I have to ask, why are you taking the hunter exam? You don’t seem like the type of guy who has any interest in hunting treasure or riches or being a hunter in general.”

“Oh, I don’t!” Hisoka smiled.

“Huh…?” So what was it?

“But I am interested in having a hunter’s license. To have access to the more restricted parts of the world, to be given free rooms to any hotel you want, free transport, and….” His smile became more devious.

“The freedom to kill indiscriminately and not be punished by the law, that's something you can’t pass up.”

“Somehow- I knew you’d say some shit like that.” You sighed, picking up ten cards. The two of you continued to play until the captain and some sailors cried out that there was a storm coming. Both you and Hisoka gather your bearings as quickly as possible because the next thing you know, the room begins to flip about. Men cry out as they hit the walls on the right before being flung to the walls on the left.

“This is a pitiful showing, would you say?” Hisoka asked as he hung onto the ceiling, not as bothered nor sea sick as the others who were being flung about like rag dolls. “I’ll say- can’t say it's a luxury cruise though.” You also hung to the ceiling, although you had crystallized your hands and stuck them deep into the wooden ceiling so you would not move.

“So, you two were the only ones who made it through the storm in one piece aye’?” The captain asked as you and Hisoka sat on the floor, looking up at the captain with relatively content moods. Everyone else around you looked absolutely defeated. Many threw up while the others passed out. You didn’t know about Hisoka but you’d like to thank Koe for your sea legs. “I guess.” You shrugged.

“These lot failed- but what about you two? I’d like to ask about you two. What's your reasoning for taking part in the hunter exam?” The old captain asked.

Hisoka on his part was silent. The captain was looking at you. You crumbled under the pressure.

“I’m twenty years old and my momma told me once I’m twenty five- no ones gonna find me attractive anymore. So I’m hoping if I become a hunter- I won’t have to worry about not being financially stable.”

“Your mother really said that?” Hisoka asked and you nodded your head. “I don’t wanna end up marrying some fat older guy! I’m too pretty for that.”

“You certainly are.” He responded.

The older captain didn’t know what to say, other than to scratch his beard. He looked to Hisoka who simply repeated to him what he did to you. However- the older man didn’t look taken aback by his reasoning.

“Well, in any case. You two have passed. You’ll be able to pass through to the hunter exam once we reach the mainland.”

“Oh joy.” You smiled, clapping your hands.

“I’ll give you both a hint, make your way to the rabbit's den and ask for a basket of carrots, there you’ll both find a guide.”

Soon enough, the ship reached the harbour where you and Hisoka disembarked. There were different ships docking as well, most likely from other places coming to take the Hunter exam. There you saw the mini bus, the one loading up all the contenders to go to the hunter exam. 

“Why would the captain tell us that when the bus is there?” You say.

“Don’t tell anyone I said this- but I heard that minibuses are just a diversion. If you’re dumb enough to think that a mini bus will just take you where you need to go, you’re not going to get far as a hunter.” Hisoka smirked.

“Fair enough.”

You both set off in a mindless direction, looking for any clues towards a rabbit’s den? “If we’re looking for a rabbit then- shouldn’t we be looking for one in a forest?”

“I think the good captain meant metaphorically- besides, I doubt a rabbit is just going to have a basket of carrots.”

As you and Hisoka wandered towards the forest, you stopped hesitantly in front of one place- Hisoka did as well and he smirked. “Well- what do we have here?”

In the very front was a cafe- quite literally with a headboard saying- ‘The Rabbit’s den’, “I think this is what the captain was trying to lead us to” You say as both you and Hisoka enter the establishment. A quaint little place, people sitting about, enjoying their tea and cakes. You and Hisoka sit down at a barren table, it did not take long for a waitress to come up to you both. “What may I get you both?”

“A basket of carrots.” Hisoka smiled as he leaned back on his chair.

She blinked before standing to the side. “If you both could follow me then.” She smiled sweetly.

She led you to the backroom where an old man sat at a table. “Welcome dear travelers, you both have come a long way, have you not?”

“I guess you could say that.” You sighed, folding your arms.

“If either of you wish to pass, you must ask simple questions, depending on the answers you give- I will allow you to continue on towards the exam” He answered.

“Uh- wait, is this part of them-”

“Sir, we got one more coming through!” You were interrupted when another young man came in through the room, a cocky smirk on his face. “What's up?” He asked, although it felt less like a genuine question when you noticed him looking you up and down.

“I’ll explain again, I will ask you each a question and depending on the answer you give, I will allow you through to the exam. You will have five seconds to answer and afterwards, I will expect an explanation for your answer.” The old man said, You nodded your head but the men didn’t seem to give any gesture to indicate they were listening.

“Here is the first question, young man, will you answer it first?” To which he smirked. “Sure.”

“If you had a wife and child whose lives were endangered, who would you save and who would you let die?”

“What the absolute shit?! What?!” You gasped. What kind of fucked up questioned were these- here you thought they were gonna give you puzzles, riddles- questions on history or geography- not that kind of question.

The man looked at you, the smirk still laid across his face. “Don’t act so shocked babe- these are the kinds of decisions hunters gotta make and if you’re that shocked- then maybe you ain’t cut out to be a hunter!” he laughed before stepping forward to answer.

“I would save my wife and I would let the kid die.” He said confidently.

“Oh? May I have your reasoning?” The old man asked and the guy shrugged. “Sure, I would be upset if my kid died and all that, but If I still had my wife, we could easily just have more kids.”

“With that kind of explanation, I doubt any woman would wanna be within ten feet of you.” You gagged as the old man nodded his head. “Alright then, off you go.” 

They headed toward the door and gave you one last grin. “Better luck next year babe.” He disappeared outside as you gritted your teeth, they seriously allow pigs like that to become hunters? That was terrible, if you ever saw that guy again- you would devour him, hunter or not.

‘He didn’t pass you know.’ What Koe said confused you. ‘What do you mean?’ 

‘If he passed, he would have said so, no he just let him go. There are no logical answers to these questions, the measure of life can’t be weighed depending on your relationship to him. My guess is that these questions are to trick the contestants- next question, wait until the five seconds are out.’

‘If I fail Koe, it's on you.’ You said as the old man looked to you next. “You next young lady, are you ready?” You nodded your head as he began to speak. “You are in a situation where both your son and daughter are in a perilous situation and you can only save one, who will you save? Your son or daughter?”

Now this was some bullshit. The man began to count down and Hisoka looked at you with curious eyes, wondering what you would say- but you kept your lips tight as you folded your arms strongly against one another, hoping that this would be the correct solution.

When he finished counting, you felt a bead of sweat drip from your forehead. “You did not answer young lady, why did you not answer?”

“Because it's a bullshit question!” You bark. “You can’t expect someone to choose between their son or daughter, it's like asking who I love more. I would want to save them both but if I had to choose,I would still be losing a child and that's horrible.”

He hummed before looking at Hisoka. “And you, here is your question.” Did he move on from you?

“If you found yourself in a situation where only your mother or father could be saved, who would you save?” He asked. To your surprise, Hisoka didn’t answer and when the five seconds up, his explanation was-

“I don’t actually know either of them. To me it's not a question of sentimentality but rather preference and I don’t prefer either because they are not know to me- but if I had to save one- I go for the one I can get to the quickest and not because I love one over the other because as my friend has just said, these are idiotic questions.”

The man sighed as streamers came out from the attendant's hands. “Congratulations, you’ve passed!”

“Oh-thank god!” You huffed, leaning over and grabbing your heart- for a minute, you thought Koe might have screwed you over. ‘Hey!’ He barked. “But, can I ask, what's with these questions?” You ask.

“Like you saw before, there are many contestants that come through here- many who don’t have the right intentions or morals to becoming hunters. These are just small trials to test your metal, trials to weed out the bad seeds from the good seeds. I don’t know about you sir but you young lady, I can see clear as day that you’re exactly the kind of hunter we want to see succeed.”

Just then, a secret passage opened up in the wall beside you, leading to a tunnel below. “Good luck to both of you.”

You and Hisoka smirked at each other before you both passed through the secret passageway and into the tunnel. The lights turned on, illuminating your way forward- filling you with determination.

You were gonna pass this exam no matter what- even if it killed you!