☂︎︎Fᴇɪᴛᴀɴ Oɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs☂︎︎

💛⚜️Pᴀʀᴛ 2: Tᴏʀᴛᴜʀᴇ ɪs Gᴏʟᴅᴇɴ⚜️💛

A/N: Before you read this one, please go read part 1, or this part may seem a bit confusing. :)

Your POV:

I woke up in somebody's arms, but who? I remember somebody telling me their name, then burrowing into something stiff... but kind of comforting? The hell?

You looked up to see a purple eyed man staring back down at you.

"You're, awake. You, probably forgot, my name is, Feitan." The crying stopped a while ago, so you were able to speak clearly.

"I'm Y/N, were you following me?"

"Well, you see-"

"Oh, *cough cough* you got a boyfriend or some shit? I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU YOU COULDNT- oww, ah- ah oww.." The large slit through B/N's stomach was taking quite the tole on him and his stamina, but you didn't care. You got out of the man called Feitan's warm grasp and slapped B/N across the face.

"You don't know how much I wanna kill you right now, but I have to make you pay for everything you've done to us." You then summoned one of your nen weapons, choosing the heat pocket extender. The way this weapon worked was almost like a pocket knife, key word almost. You activated it like a pocket knife, and closed it like a pocket knife, but that was about all of the similarities. This blade could extend and retract from being all the way hidden to being out about 8 inches. the whole thing was pitch black except for some red lines that ran through in different directions, and this is how you could tell it was yours. Every single one of your nen weapons had this feature, being all black except for some red lines, which resembled your blood that ran through them to connect them to you in the first place.

With one swift movement, you cut off his right hand, not giving a shit of the fact that you were letting it bleed out.

"WHAT THE FUCKKKK!!!! ARE YOU SOME KIND OF MANIAC?! WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCCKKKKK!!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" Ignoring his off pitch shrieks, you used the extender and shoved it through his chin and into his mouth, which you pulled back to you, cutting his lower mouth-to-chin region straight in half. At this rate, you didn't feel anything, Feitan was fascinated, and B/N.. he couldn't even scream. There was too much pain. He was starting to go numb, when you finally pulled out your favorite weapon, Your Jet Black Shadow Katana.

Hearing B/N's wails and screams was now getting annoying, so you caused him one last bit of pain, stabbing him through his heart.

"Die, bitch."

And with that, you sliced off his head, hearing it thump and roll as it hit the ground.

"You, have, some nice, skill-" Tears started streaming down your face faster than any ocean wave. You bursted out crying again, as your mind wandered to all the negative things you said earlier, but worse.

"What the hell did I just do..

I just killed a guy...

I could have changed him if I really tried..

You worthless piece of shit, you're going to hell for sure!..

You just took somebody's life.. SOMEBODY'S GOSH DAMN LIFE!!

What the fuck... Did I really do this?..

Help me.."You snapped out of those thoughts again, as you felt the warm embrace from what you assumed to be Feitan.

"Ill, help you, clean, up. I, torture people, for a living. Hehe.." You turned around and gave him a smile then hugged him tightly. You had no idea why you were hugging a stranger, but his presence was comforting. He sighed and helped you up, and pulled out a trash bag from his pocket. You let out a small giggle.