Class 1-A's Assassin {Hiatus}

Chapter 1: The beginning

3rd POV

     After visiting her older brother Killua and his boyfriend Gon, Kya Zoldyck was skating back to Canary's station. They'd been telling her about their first meeting and displaying her some of the items they'd used back then. Gon's old fishing rod and Killua's skateboard were skills they taught to her. She cried, "CANARY!" as soon as she was in Canary's line of sight. "I've returned, and I know you've been thinking about me!"

     Canary laughed at the short girl with her half-up, half-down white hair. When she returned home, she had a habit of raising a ruckus. "Where were you this time, Kya-sama?" Kya's eyes twinkled with excitement as she deftly maneuvered herself off her new skateboard." Have a look at what Nee-san..." Kya's words were cut short, and before Canary could blink, Kya was sucked into the ground.

Kya's POV:

"...gave me... what am I doing here? CANARY?" In a dome-like structure, I was descending from the sky. When I look down, I notice a fight going on. There was smoke, ice, and explosions everywhere. The earth was steadily approaching, and I needed to act quickly, so I activated Ten as a reflex to defend myself from harm. When I landed, a crater formed around me, numerous heads whirling in my direction. A man with a hand over his face turned around to a foggy man standing directly next to him "What the hell were you thinking? Who is she?" The man shrugged, and now that I could see him, I sensed he was about to throw into mindless tumbling once again. 

     I dashed out of the path, slipping in behind two teenagers who appeared to be my age. One had spiky blonde hair, while the other had cool-looking red hair that smelled freshly dyed. Both of them spun around to face me. An irate Pomeranian yelled at me, "Who the fuck are you?" I was surprised because I thought they were the nice ones. They didn't have the same level of bloodlust as the others, but they exuded a rather positive energy. "So, you're not the good guys?" I questioned. My eyes expand as I take in the blonde's appearance. I screamed, "Oh, my goodness! You have the face of an angry Pomeranian, and it's adorable!" I paused for a moment before continuing, "Wow, I didn't believe any nen could make someone appear so much like an animal!" I exclaimed as I tackled him to the ground. "What are you doing you bitch!" he yelled as he peered up at me, his eyes brimming with rage. I rushed off of him and onto the shoulders of the red-haired dude because flames flared from his palms. "Oh my gosh! So that's not his nen, but just his natural hair? Is his nen explosions?" 

     The red-haired man raised his eyes to me, "How did you manage to get up there so quickly? And what exactly is nen?" I gave him a puzzled look as I sensed bloodlust approaching us. There was an evil-looking figure running towards us with blades strewn all over him. My instincts kicked in and I jumped over the redhead's shoulders, landing behind the man with his heart in my grasp, before either of the two boys could react. I believe I've finally mastered that technique because there was no blood. YAY! When I turned around to check on the boys, all I saw was horror. CRAP! Screw you, Illumi, I killed him! I rushed to replace the heart in his chest, but it was too late, so I simply placed the heart in the chilly hands of the man.

     Then a bullet flew by me and struck the hand man. Then, as I saw what I imagined to be the bad people escape, tremendous auras overwhelmed my senses. Isn't this where the gassy man brought me? I'd like to go back and finish my conversation with Canary! "Wait, Misty Man! I wanna go home!" To my disappointment he'd already left. I sighed and said, "I'll work it out later." I went to get my new skateboard and fishing rod, and as I turned around to see the Pomeranian, I was snatched by the scruff. "You little shit, where do you think you're going?" That, I'll admit, was mean. I can already tell that I prefer Hisoka's company to his. "What do you mean? I am not the bad guy here!" "You literally just killed a man," says the oversized Pomeranian. Oh, he makes an excellent point. That is exactly what I did. "Arrest me then, if you can catch me," I responded, extending my hands. I gave him a wink before vanishing from his sight.

     I had just stepped outside the building and was taken aback by the beauty of nature. "WOW! So lovely!" Then I saw automobiles with people and cameras filing out of them. There were also some with firearms, which I believe were officials. "Stop where you are!" screamed one, pointing his gun at me. You don't point a pistol at someone who hasn't done anything wrong, right? So rude! I then saw a small mammal begin to speak, "Lower your firearms, I believe I have an idea." In my entire life, I have never sensed so much pre-cackling.