(I do not own anything in hunter x hunter or any songs just mason) Mason was born in the Mafia. He was trained to kill nothing else. But what if a white haired assassin made him think he was more? Come and join us on an adventure with Violence, Hardships Friendships, Betrayal, and Love.

Killua sighed, hands in his pockets as he walked along the streets of the town he called home. The sharp scent of smoke hit his nose as he passed by an alley, which he ignored. It wasn't exactly uncommon in these parts. Almost there- Killua blinked, realizing his body was going numb. He glanced down, confused. Confusion turned to alarm as he realized his body was...disintegrating? Turning into a fine powder that was blowing away in the wind. The alarm faded into curiosity, as he realized...it didn't hurt. He watched his fingers turn from flesh to sand, then get whisked away by the wind. The decay crawled up his arms and legs, then his chest, then finally his head. His vision faded as his eyes turned grainy, then fell to the ground in a million microscopic particles.

❝ 𝘙𝘜𝘕! 𝘙𝘜𝘕 𝘈𝘚 𝘍𝘈𝘚𝘛 𝘈𝘚 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘊𝘈𝘕 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘕𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘓𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘉𝘈𝘊𝘒! ❞ -- 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘣 𝘳𝘢𝘵. 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺, 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦.

lower case intended this is my first story so go easy on me cas was the youngest of the two adler sons, the second ranked family of assassins. when cas was 11 his parents were murdered on a mission so, him and his brother cyrus had to take over the positions left behind by their parents. one catch no one knows that cas even exists he was hidden from the public eye to be used later by his parents as an asset. so what will happen when cas comes in contact with the heir of the zoldyck family during the hunter exams that he was doing because he was bored and wanted to escape his brother? but little did cas know escaping the zoldyck family and especially his brother wouldn't be easy. tw! there will be mentions of abuse, panic attacks, depression, slight substance use, sexual assault and other mental health related topics. if any of these could be triggering to you i'd advise against reading this book. disclaimer! i don't own hunter x hunter or any of its characters. i only own cas and cyrus. also not everything will be canonical some things will be the same, some won't for plot purposes. also if you have any thoughts on the book i'm always looking for feedback or if you want to recommend it to others i'm trying to expand my outreach. :) highest rankings ~ #3 - xmaleoc

Shouting, cries of pain, sobs of fear, explosions of fire and blood splattering on the cold hard ground. Killua could hear it happening around him as he lay there, trying to get his bearings. He slowly opened his eyes, observing what was around him. Nen abilities seemed to be going off everywhere, and they seemed to be fighting to...get to him. Odd. He thought, glancing around. He seemed to be in a giant crater in the middle of a city, which meant he probably fell from somewhere very high up.

Killua sighed, swinging his legs. I can't believe this is what my life's come to. He scowled down at his short stubby legs. "So, how old are you?" the black haired woman who was standing in front of him asked. It was embarrassing to answer. "Seven" He despised how high and squeaky his voice got, and how people kept crooning over him and looking at him like he was some kind of adorable kitten. However it was necessary for the mission. Bisky and another Nen user had worked together to reverse age him. Not just his appearance, his entire being. He was left with his fourteen year old brain, in his seven year old body.

Killua had only one reason to go to public school, to get an actual degree. Sure he'd passed high school when he was 12, but he hadn't actually gotten a certificate for it. It wasn't official, much less legal. He was dreading school, but if he ever wanted to get a legitimate job, or go to college, he needed to get a high school diploma. So there he was, sitting in a public school, trying not to lose his mind. Wednesday X HxH fanfiction

"Two years.... It's been two full year since me and Killua spilt up. I miss him so much. Though it was annoying how he would always eat all the sweets, it was also really funny. I hope I get to see him again...." Izuku had walked into the currently empty class room and had been writing in his jorunal when the a few people of both the Baku and Dekusquads walked in. Talking loudly, they hadn't noticed Deku quite yet when they had gotten into the room. That was untill Uraraka walked over to Izuku's desk and glanced over his shoulder. After reading the first two-ish sentences she asked, "Who's Killua, Deku?" I adopted this from MunchyHal. I'm only editing a little bit in the first two chapters, per request. I was given full permission to adopt this story, and was told that the original author didn't have any idea for how the story was going to go. TW: Mentions of past abuse, possible character death, I think that's it

"I don't remember anything..." A few years after Gon and Killua had split up, things took a turn. While Gon went to his favorite spot on the island, he was attacked. When Gon woke up in an alleyway, he couldn't remember anything. As Gon continues with his new life, he starts to have flashbacks of memories from his past. [HIATUS]

In a world full of peril and backstabbery, everyone is assigned an other worldly guardian. A bit of a late bloomer, Killua finds himself face to face with his new guardian and boy, could he be any more excited. ⚠️NSFW content ⚠️Abuse ⚠️Topics of Suicide