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» The one where you, a famous writer, sneak into your neighbour's house looking for writing material only to find Illumi torturing his target, your creepy neighbour.
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After hearing that I went to the Zoldyck's Manor, Feitan ran making me accompany his speed. I ran and ran till I collapsed as my limbs couldn't keep such pace that long after the day I had.
I was woken up with a violent shake, pain spasming through my shoulder, and a voraciously cold voice, "Y/N~ Wake up now or I kick harder." I rolled around telling my body to work, everything was sore, I opened my eyes only to wince and close them again. The daylight was too intense. I sat up and took a deep breath, hoping it would clear my head and make everything stop spinning. I had had few hours of sleep, my body was screaming about it, I tried to open my eyes again, looking at my surroundings, I was in the exact same place I had collapsed at. He wasn't going to make this easy.
I looked around to see Feitan laying against a tree nearby, the path we were on was rather rural. I praised all the creatures for that, who knew if Feitan had the decency of moving my body to a safe place if I collapsed on a main road. "Fei..." My voice was hoarse and my throat was burning, when was the last time I drank water? He pretended not to hear my failed attempt to call out his name, my eyebrow rose, I knew he could hear me.
Why was my going to the Zoldyck's Manor such a huge deal? I tried to explain last night but he started running before I explained how I had gotten there. I obviously couldn't keep up and clarify it. Stopping wasn't an option so I kept my mouth closed and ran. Clearing my throat, I tried to stand, a failed attempt at keeping myself balanced. After that I stared at Feitan and heard my less raspy voice, "Feitan, I didn't go there for the fun of it. Do you think I'd survive saying no to that... huh... person?" If I called Illumi a monster what would Feitan be?
He shrugged, obviously negotiating wasn't his best feature. Mostly because he'd steal stuff instead of negotiating for a good price, yep everything made sense. I sighed before walking up to him, ready to be trained to death. At least I thought I was ready...
Feitan looked amused at my determination and I cursed myself for looking so perfect in such a shitty morning. He simply ordered me to follow him and started running full speed. Thirst, sore body and lack of sleep seriously not ringing a bell on his head.
After a few hours, I ended up screaming for water and food, as he got farther and farther away. Wasn't he going to give me anything? Rude. I was really going to die. Thinking about my death I stopped in my tracks and looked around, there was a forest to the right and a town to the left. Feitan was at least 500 meters away, my mind was numb. A plan formed, foggy in most details. I ran to the small town, taking my wallet out. I grabbed some comfortable looking shoes, throwing the money at the old lady. I'm sorry, it is a matter of life and death. I did the same with a piece of bread and a big white t-shirt.
I went back to running, with the bread hanging in my mouth and holding the rest until I saw faintly Feitan's silhouette. That only made me beg my legs to run faster, which they couldn't. Was I going to faint again? Isn't surviving an option?
The distance between me and the torturer didn't grow but sure as hell didn't get smaller. How was exhaustion going to make me stronger? Was it to know my limits? Was he just being a fucking dumbass? Gah I couldn't even think with the heat, the burning feeling in my legs, the sharp pain in my lower abdomen and the fact that I couldn't seem to manage to eat and to run at the same time without choking. How long was this going to last?
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In the next months, Feitan made me run insane distances, lift huge rocks and practice fighting, all while nen training. By July, I was stronger and able to sustain all kinds of physical torture. It took me all the way to August to finally clarify that I didn't go to the Zoldyck manor as a way to run away from him. How dumb would I have to be to run away from Feitan and go to the Zoldyck manner?
From there on, the black-haired man was slightly less harsh on me. Maybe it was just me getting used to the mistreatment. In July I was too tired to even move, we had met some troupe members on our way, apparently the path wasn't random. Machi, a girl with pink hair that turned her nen into thread, was kind of nice, Nobunaga was seriously annoying and Franklin was the nicest of the four spiders. As everyone was rather tired, we stopped in a forest, an isolated place near a mountain, I didn't know where I was, but all the landscape was beautiful and natural, something I'd never experienced before.
They were settling their things and I dropped my bag, that I had made with my very expensive and beautiful ball attire, on the floor. One good thing about Machi was that she knew how to sew really well so all my fancy clothing was made into things I could actually use on a daily basis. The fresh air made my H/C H/L flutter around, I decided to walk around the forest by myself, there were many old trees giving out magical eerie vibes, I ended up sitting on a rock near a small river by the shadow of a large oak tree. Found myself playing with my nen, making F/As and other cute shapes around me, while thinking how much I craved writing.
When I talked about how I used my ability at the party, Feitan cursed me and told me that I should never show it to people, so they cannot guess or know what I can do. "It's the best defence mechanism" Machi then completed, her voice completely disinterested. I wondered how far were we from Yorknew and what were these guys doing in September... Would I be a badass nen user by then?
"Y/N, training. Swim up river. Swim down." I heard a cold and raspy voice behind me, followed by a feminine laced one.
"Dinner is at 11 p.m. don't be late." I rolled my eyes as I stripped most of my clothes and jumped into the cold water.
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Author's Note: Hiya Hiya! Sorry for the long wait. GUESS WHAT?! AUTHOR-CHAN GOT INTO COLLEGE AND IT'S FUCKING 4 HOURS AWAY FROM MY CITY. ANYWAY... Computer engineering ya bitches! Ok... I shall probably update on the weekends~ <3 THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 6K READS WHAT...?! WOWS YOU GUYS ARE REALLY COOOL.
> Edited in 12.02.2021 - Third year of college, what a fucking ride this was... Thank you for 780K reads <3<3<3 <
