DISCONTINUED 🩸⛓ All Mine... | Yandere!Killua x Gon

Prologue

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Blood...

So much... blood...

And bodies...

I'm surrounded by nothing but pools of the familiar, oozing red liquid and cold, dead human bodies, pierced with places where I've stabbed with my assassin's hand or weapon. I stare down at my cold, bloody hands, shaking, feeling my rapid heartbeat pounding in my chest. My right hand holds a bloody knife that I had stolen from one of my enemies, and I look at my reflection in it with a wide, joker-like, diabolical grin. I hadn't even realized I was smiling so hard, my cheeks were hurting. How long have I been smiling for? It's like my face had already grown used to it.

I don't feel sick. I feel nothing but glee. Joyful. Happy. Relieved.

I feel... at peace.

For the most part, anyway.

Now that these bastards have been taken care of, I can finally find my beloved, dear Gon.

He'll be so happy to see me... Now that I don't have to worry about anyone stealing him away from me, we can finally be together, forever. Without distractions.

I had been so lost in thought that I hadn't realized I was laughing loudly and maniacally. So hard my abdomen and my throat were hurting, and my eyes began to feel numb. Either that or the fact I hadn't blinked in so long. My monstrous laughter echoed throughout the forest of trees, my unblinking eyes wide as I stared up at the dark sky. I hold my stomach with my arms, soon bending forward as I continue to belt out my villainous, corrupted laughter.

"Killua—?"

Gon!

I immediately stop my laughter and inhale as I hear my beloved call out to me. Sweet, sweet Gon... I missed you so much.

I blink a few times, since I was starting to get dizzy from it all. My chest heaves as if I hadn't had water in all of my life, and I'm still holding onto my knife shakily as I slowly turn to Gon. I can feel myself giving off bloodlust from my aura, it was so strong I was starting to feel numb all over—maybe it was that mixed with the amount of adrenaline running throughout my body, as well as these intense feelings of anger and insanity that was making me numb.

I see Gon's eyes widen, but I can't process what expression he's trying to make out. All that's on my mind is Gon.

Gon.

Gon.

GON!

"Goooon~" I start to lean back, standing upright again, then I throw my back backward dramatically.

"What expression are you making, dear~?" I throw my knife down on the ground, which makes some more blood splash onto my clothing. Not like I wasn't already drenched in it.

I see Gon's lips moving like he's talking, or he's trying to, but my brain can't process anything else of what's going on. I feel my body start to move on its own, starting to move closer to Gon in an almost zombie-like manner.

My chest is hurting like I just ran a marathon. I don't care if I look crazy. Actually, I don't feel "crazy." I feel completely fine. As long as I have Gon.

Because Gon is mine.

"GON~ DON'T YOU DARE RUN AWAY FROM ME!"

I start sprinting after Gon as he runs away from me like there's no tomorrow.

"YOU'RE MINE! ALL MINE, YOU HEAR?!"

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