Hunter X Hunter Fan Fiction ❯ Arrival ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )
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By: Nobuhiko Satori 
And so it begins...
Anime/Manga: Hunter X Hunter Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.05.2015 | Updated On: 10.18.2015 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 443 | Status: Work In Progress
And so it begins...
Anime/Manga: Hunter X Hunter Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.05.2015 | Updated On: 10.18.2015 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 443 | Status: Work In Progress
Arrival
Prologue
By: Nobuhiko Satori
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AUTHOR'S NOTES: Greetings, everyone! After a long absence I return to you with a new fic in tow! The idea for this story had been simmering in my head for a good long while now, but only recently did I get the burst of inspiration I needed to actually write it down, and I just felt I had to get it out. Originally, I had planned on posting this on May 5th (for obvious reasons), but due to circumstances beyond my control I was unable to. Still, this did give me some extra time to further refine the story, so I guess it all worked out in the end. Anyway, I sincerely hope you all enjoy this fanfic, and if so please do leave a review, as feedback keeps me going. Now enough chitchat, and on with the fic! And please mind the disclaimer below!
WARNING: Before you go any further, please be warned that this is a yaoi fanfic. That is, it is about a romantic and/or sexual relationship between males. And please note that this fanfic will contain violent and disturbing imagery, as well as graphic and explicit sexual situations. Do not continue reading if any of this offends you in any way.
DISCLAIMER: The story contained within this fanfic is the sole property of the author. Hunter X Hunter and all related characters and trademarks are the sole property of Shueisha/Madhouse/Yoshihiro Togashi, and all other trademarks mentioned herein are the sole property of their respective copyright owners, and the author makes no claims as to owning them. This fanfic is made purely for entertainment purposes only and is completely non-profit. No copyright infringement is intended.
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LEGENDS KEY:
"Text" = speech
'Text' = thoughts, quotations in speech
*Text* = italics, emphasis
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'This can't be happening...!'
It was sunset. Streetlamps flickered on in the waning daylight as pedestrians huddled under their umbrellas for protection from the slight drizzle that had befallen the city, cars slinking down main thoroughfares as people tried their best to get home before the weather turned. Amongst all this, between the back alleys and dark corners of this metropolis, a young man of fifteen was running for his life, his little sister in tow.
Turning into an alleyway, the pair hunkered down behind a couple of dumpsters, trying to catch their breath.
"Fuck!" Killua Zoldyck cursed, slamming his fist into the wall behind him. They'd been running for hours, darting in and out of dark alleys and side-streets in an effort to shake off their pursuers. Limited options, no way out, his contacts likely dead or turned on him, and what could only be a group of professional Hunters on their tail. They might not make it out of this one, unless...
"Onii-chan, I'm scared," the small figure spoke beside him.
"It's going to be okay, Alluka. Don't worry," the young ex-assassin said reassuringly, turning to his sister. "Everything's going to be alright."
"...Liar," the slightly teary-eyed Alluka Zoldyck deadpanned. Killua could only smile in return.
"Are you hurt? Is anything broken?" he asked, his hands on her shoulders and quickly looking his sister over, dusting off a few spots on her pale pink dress and adjusting her smiley-face headband. Alluka shook her head. "Now Alluka, I need you to be brave for me. Remember that plan we talked about in case something like this happened?" The shorter of the two nodded. "We're going to have to change it up a little bit. See that manhole over there? I'll need you to go into the sewers, follow the map I gave you and head for either the train station or the bus terminal, and take the first ride you can out of the city. Okay?" Again Alluka nodded. "Use the flashlight to see. Sneak aboard if you have to, just get out and head for Zaban City."
"But what about you?"
Killua took a deep breath before he spoke. "I'll stay here and distract them-..."
"NO! I'm not leaving you behi-...!"
"ALLUKA!" Killua shouted, gripping his sister's shoulders tightly and an intense look on his face, Alluka looking on in surprise until Killua's expression softened, a tender smile on his lips. "Be a good girl."
Alluka's tears flowed freely then, holding onto her brother as Killua held her close, trying to hold back tears himself.
"It's going to be fine. I'll join up with you once I get rid of these jokers," the silver-haired boy said as he pulled back. "Once you get to Zaban City, find an inn and wait for me. I'll find you. But if I'm not there by sunset the next day-..."
"B-but, Onii-chan..."
"Shh..." Killua stroked her hair to calm her down. "If I'm not there by sunset the next day, open the big brown envelope. It'll tell you what to do and where to go next. Okay?"
Alluka nodded slowly, trying not to cry any more than she was.
"Alright. Quickly now," Killua said guiding her to the nearby manhole and pulling off the cover, holding her hand and keeping her steady as she began to climb down. "I'll meet up with you just as soon as I can."
Alluka turned back to him. "I'll be waiting."
Killua smiled, sapphire-blue eyes lingering on her face just a moment longer, and pulled the manhole cover closed.
For awhile Killua just knelt there silently, the rain beating down harder around him. His wet clothes felt heavy on him. Briefly he wondered if everything has led to this, if he'd done all he could, if there was anything he could have done differently, *should* have done differently. Such thoughts had no place in battle, however, and he stamped out those doubts almost as quickly as they came. Suppressing his emotions came easily, calmly standing and walking out to the adjoining street, dropping his backpack on the ground beside him as the last sliver of sunlight faded over the horizon.
'I wish I could've seen you again...'
There he was greeted by at least a dozen people, standing on either side with weapons at the ready, professional Hunters all of them.
He already had his suspicions about who was behind all this, but when the one furthest forward spoke, in a voice not his own but all too familiar to Killua, he was sure.
"Surrender, little brother." The glint of a metallic pin sticking out just behind his right ear only further confirmed what he already knew.
The ex-assassin slowly turned toward the speaker, and answered in a cold, calm voice.
"...That'll be the day."
~*~
Some kilometers away, Alluka pulled herself out of the sewers, shutting off the flashlight and stowing it away in her bag. She was closing the manhole cover behind her, when a loud peal of thunder roared in the distance. Looking in the direction it came from, Alluka saw massive tendrils of pure electricity arcing in the sky, huge bolts of lightning striking down without mercy anything that stood in their way. The booming sound of thunder drowned out everything else.
She just stood there for a moment, turned, and ran.
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Prologue
By: Nobuhiko Satori
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AUTHOR'S NOTES: Greetings, everyone! After a long absence I return to you with a new fic in tow! The idea for this story had been simmering in my head for a good long while now, but only recently did I get the burst of inspiration I needed to actually write it down, and I just felt I had to get it out. Originally, I had planned on posting this on May 5th (for obvious reasons), but due to circumstances beyond my control I was unable to. Still, this did give me some extra time to further refine the story, so I guess it all worked out in the end. Anyway, I sincerely hope you all enjoy this fanfic, and if so please do leave a review, as feedback keeps me going. Now enough chitchat, and on with the fic! And please mind the disclaimer below!
WARNING: Before you go any further, please be warned that this is a yaoi fanfic. That is, it is about a romantic and/or sexual relationship between males. And please note that this fanfic will contain violent and disturbing imagery, as well as graphic and explicit sexual situations. Do not continue reading if any of this offends you in any way.
DISCLAIMER: The story contained within this fanfic is the sole property of the author. Hunter X Hunter and all related characters and trademarks are the sole property of Shueisha/Madhouse/Yoshihiro Togashi, and all other trademarks mentioned herein are the sole property of their respective copyright owners, and the author makes no claims as to owning them. This fanfic is made purely for entertainment purposes only and is completely non-profit. No copyright infringement is intended.
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LEGENDS KEY:
"Text" = speech
'Text' = thoughts, quotations in speech
*Text* = italics, emphasis
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'This can't be happening...!'
It was sunset. Streetlamps flickered on in the waning daylight as pedestrians huddled under their umbrellas for protection from the slight drizzle that had befallen the city, cars slinking down main thoroughfares as people tried their best to get home before the weather turned. Amongst all this, between the back alleys and dark corners of this metropolis, a young man of fifteen was running for his life, his little sister in tow.
Turning into an alleyway, the pair hunkered down behind a couple of dumpsters, trying to catch their breath.
"Fuck!" Killua Zoldyck cursed, slamming his fist into the wall behind him. They'd been running for hours, darting in and out of dark alleys and side-streets in an effort to shake off their pursuers. Limited options, no way out, his contacts likely dead or turned on him, and what could only be a group of professional Hunters on their tail. They might not make it out of this one, unless...
"Onii-chan, I'm scared," the small figure spoke beside him.
"It's going to be okay, Alluka. Don't worry," the young ex-assassin said reassuringly, turning to his sister. "Everything's going to be alright."
"...Liar," the slightly teary-eyed Alluka Zoldyck deadpanned. Killua could only smile in return.
"Are you hurt? Is anything broken?" he asked, his hands on her shoulders and quickly looking his sister over, dusting off a few spots on her pale pink dress and adjusting her smiley-face headband. Alluka shook her head. "Now Alluka, I need you to be brave for me. Remember that plan we talked about in case something like this happened?" The shorter of the two nodded. "We're going to have to change it up a little bit. See that manhole over there? I'll need you to go into the sewers, follow the map I gave you and head for either the train station or the bus terminal, and take the first ride you can out of the city. Okay?" Again Alluka nodded. "Use the flashlight to see. Sneak aboard if you have to, just get out and head for Zaban City."
"But what about you?"
Killua took a deep breath before he spoke. "I'll stay here and distract them-..."
"NO! I'm not leaving you behi-...!"
"ALLUKA!" Killua shouted, gripping his sister's shoulders tightly and an intense look on his face, Alluka looking on in surprise until Killua's expression softened, a tender smile on his lips. "Be a good girl."
Alluka's tears flowed freely then, holding onto her brother as Killua held her close, trying to hold back tears himself.
"It's going to be fine. I'll join up with you once I get rid of these jokers," the silver-haired boy said as he pulled back. "Once you get to Zaban City, find an inn and wait for me. I'll find you. But if I'm not there by sunset the next day-..."
"B-but, Onii-chan..."
"Shh..." Killua stroked her hair to calm her down. "If I'm not there by sunset the next day, open the big brown envelope. It'll tell you what to do and where to go next. Okay?"
Alluka nodded slowly, trying not to cry any more than she was.
"Alright. Quickly now," Killua said guiding her to the nearby manhole and pulling off the cover, holding her hand and keeping her steady as she began to climb down. "I'll meet up with you just as soon as I can."
Alluka turned back to him. "I'll be waiting."
Killua smiled, sapphire-blue eyes lingering on her face just a moment longer, and pulled the manhole cover closed.
For awhile Killua just knelt there silently, the rain beating down harder around him. His wet clothes felt heavy on him. Briefly he wondered if everything has led to this, if he'd done all he could, if there was anything he could have done differently, *should* have done differently. Such thoughts had no place in battle, however, and he stamped out those doubts almost as quickly as they came. Suppressing his emotions came easily, calmly standing and walking out to the adjoining street, dropping his backpack on the ground beside him as the last sliver of sunlight faded over the horizon.
'I wish I could've seen you again...'
There he was greeted by at least a dozen people, standing on either side with weapons at the ready, professional Hunters all of them.
He already had his suspicions about who was behind all this, but when the one furthest forward spoke, in a voice not his own but all too familiar to Killua, he was sure.
"Surrender, little brother." The glint of a metallic pin sticking out just behind his right ear only further confirmed what he already knew.
The ex-assassin slowly turned toward the speaker, and answered in a cold, calm voice.
"...That'll be the day."
~*~
Some kilometers away, Alluka pulled herself out of the sewers, shutting off the flashlight and stowing it away in her bag. She was closing the manhole cover behind her, when a loud peal of thunder roared in the distance. Looking in the direction it came from, Alluka saw massive tendrils of pure electricity arcing in the sky, huge bolts of lightning striking down without mercy anything that stood in their way. The booming sound of thunder drowned out everything else.
She just stood there for a moment, turned, and ran.
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