𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒

~𝟙𝟛~

SURRENDER

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     The blimp has at last landed in the last location of the Hunter Exam. The sight of the final phase was a hotel run by the committee. Netero explained how every applicant must fight one-on-one to pass the final phase. There will only be one who walks away today unequiqed with a hunter's license. Finally something exciting.

     The boys seemed serious understanding the situation on the table: only one will fail. Deep down they are pumped to finally get to the interesting portion of the exam. Not only have you been waiting for this moment but there was clearly others waiting to experience it too. You were thrilled to have an opportunity to show off your abilities. Enough to let enough people know not to mess with you. The group gathered in a large bright room, ready to play their cards right. Hisoka more than others.

     You beam a smile at boys signifying a 'goodluck.' Knowing exactly the type of people they are, it's no doubt they'll put up a good fight. You're placed towards the end between Gittarackur and Bodoro. Though the lines did not connect, meaning you won't fight Illumi, but instead a chance to fight Bodoro, Kurapika, and the famous Hisoka. How exciting...

     The first round was Hanzo vs Gon. That ninja was trained to have the body he has and the inevitable strength too. He's not shown off his tricks yet but you have a strong gut feeling he won't make it easy. By the time they centered themselves on the fighting grounds, the tension rose in the room. It intensified more everytime Gon took a beating. It was hard to watch but not enough to look away. You stood emotionless to prevent anyone from taking guesses on how vulnerable you may be. Though they won't have to think much after fighting me.

     Hisoka stood leaning on one foot with crossed arms watching the boy take fists full of energy to the face. Not only did Gon have incredible resistance but the fact he's so young is adding to his potential. Hisoka has found his prey and little does Gon understand how threatening that is. Though just like the other day, he'll stay alive on your end for all he cares. Hisoka has no right killing the people that brought you this strange feeling of emotions...

     The chart was a biased-based tournament between stronger and weaker participants. Netero set it up based on who can accept defeat. Whoever gets to the top is disqualified. Although there were some interesting fights between the applicants before your turn. Gittarackur showed his true form, Illumi, to Killua. There were clear signs of manipulation that had something to do with his needles, making him a manipulator. He's talented with his nen and he's making it very obvious to those who know what nen even is. The group stood in awe as Illumi played with Killua's mind going on about how he has no right being friends with Gon. This sparked a flame in your heart. It's frustrating to watch a dog inspire a rabbit when the rabbit has no where to run.

     Undoubtedly, Killua was acting strange and Illumi had everything to do with this. It infuriated you to watch this kid be mentally and verbally manipulated by such unfair circumstances. Leorio and Kurapika offered to help but it was no use. As much as you loved to have it your way, you're a strong believer on understanding anyone can do whatever they want and that includes Killua wanting to be Gon's friend. He means so much to Killua yet he doesn't even know it himself. There must be a day he realizes his brother only wants to control him. So this is what Illumi was hiding for? Illumi also mentioned how he wants to get his Hunter license specifically for his next job. It allows applicants to successfully kill without legal action. Also exactly what you wanted. But this also means there's a job coming up.

     Your fight with Bodoro has finally arrived. The action was about to begin although you set your expectations too high beforehand. As you position yourself across from Bodoro, you glare at Hisoka. The man stood proudly watching your every move. His smile growing bigger. He must know how excited you are. Without a second to spare, the committee announced the beginning of your round. At the sound of their voice, Bodoro lunges at you. Every step of his wooden sandals made it more exciting. You breach a single ribbon from your index finger, whipping it in the air and wrapping it around his leg. He was left hanging on one leg and swinging around with a face of confusion but also determination. Your hair floats around you with intentions to spike at any minute. Your face remains neutral.