Hunter X Hunter Fan Fiction ❯ Hunter x Hunter: REWRITE ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

Prologue

 

 

Darkness…

 

“You were an accident”

 

Hatred…

 

“You don't deserve to be our child.”

 

Pain…

 

“You weren't supposed to exist.”

 

Abuse…

 

“You ruined everything.”

 

A screech cut through the air, only to be muffled a second later by a gag forced into the mouth of the one who made the sound. A whip was brought down several times on her back. Her eyes were a deep blue but the pupils wouldn't dilate and contract properly as the whip was brought down on her back repeatedly with a loud crack, her brown hair tied up in a bun as to not get in the way. Two people, a man and a woman with brown hair and blue eyes, laughed, the man bringing the whip down. As the sounds the girl made lessened they frowned and made a look at each other. When the screams lessened to a mere whimper they got angry, pulling out a cattle prod that was heated until the metal had turned red and smoked slightly. It was small at the end and in the shape of a rose no larger than two inches and the lines were as thin as string as to cut as well as burn the skin if exposed too long. They flipped the girl over, who wore nothing but a pair of short shorts and sandals, the yellow shirt discarded in the corner, applying the prod right below her collar bone and neck. A knock at the door sounded and they hid the prod, shoving the shirt above the girl's head and removing the gag saying, “You speak, you die.” They answered the door, excusing them-selves with the “We're having family time with our daughter” line. They walked back over to the little girl, who was cowering in a corner now. She was barely older than 4.

 

Hate…

 

“No...”

 

Disgust…

 

“Please… No…”

 

Ache…

 

“Stop …”

 

Cruelty…

 

“I've had enough…”

 

Violence…

 

“No…”

 

Family

 

“NO!”

 

Blood sprayed across the room when the girl had closed her eyes and reached the wall, having been cornered by her parents and screamed. She heard no sound, felt no pain, something… something was wrong, or… someone had helped, what happened? She opened her eyes to see her parents on the floor covered in blood, THEIR blood, oozing out of a large hole going through their back and continuing through their front. She looked up to see a man with long silver hair in a colored judo/karate robe. He looked down at her, noticing her pale eyes and walking up to her. He reached out, her closing her eyes again expecting a hit and slapped his hand away, only for it to reach for her again. She braced herself for pain, but the hand gently ruffled her hair instead of hitting her, taking her hair out of the bun it was in and smoothing it around her face.

“It's alright now. My name's Silva Zaoldyeck, what's yours?” The man asked.

“A-Airi.” She said; voice barely more than a whisper.

“Alright, let's get you out you out of here, Airi.” The man said, smiling.

 

 

End Notes: What do you think of the Prologue? I personally like it, but that's me. R&R if you like it or I won't update!