Assassin Gon

Chapter 2

It took Gon about 2 months to completely build the tower without messing up at least once and like Hisoka promised, he bought gon one giant box of all his favorite desserts to which Gon proudly snacked on.

It has been one years since then though. He had master the house of cards, now Hisoka is teaching him how to play cared games,  first starting off with one of the easiest card game ever made and played by kids all around the world.... Uno.

Uno was the first card game Hisoka had ever play and he start of the magicians 'career'.

Gon had easily learned everything there was about the game, soon he started playing harder games such as Go Fish, Crazy Eights, Patience, and Poker. Hisoka was positive if he was playing against another competitor besides himself, he could have easily won.

He had master his poker face, it was even getting hard for Hisoka to notice these slight changes in his facial features.

Hisoka was a good father figure. He had taught Gon many things, but he had never pushed him towards his limit and had never forced him to do anything against his will, not that Gon ever objected to anything Hisoka taught him.

Gon and Hisoka was doing push ups, Hisoka only using one hand to motivate the young Gon.

Gon was on his 25th push up and Hisoka on his 134, it wasn't that Gon was going slow, it was that Hisoka was going much faster.

"26, 27, 28, 29, 30. And done," Gon dropped on the floor.

"That a wonderful job," Hisoka praised Gon.

"Thanks uncle Hisoka, someday I wanna be just like you," gon said happily.

Hisoka just smiled.

Gon new Hisoka was a assassin ever since that night he came home with blood scattered on his clothes and anybody could easily tell it wasn't his, so he wonder if he actually meant what he said.

"Gon how do you feel about assassination training?" Hisoka asked, Gon tilted his head in thought.

"Will that make me more like you?" Gon asked.

"Well.... Yeah," Hisoka answered honestly.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm," Gon gave great though into it, of course Hisoka would never force him into it.

"Ok!" Gon said still smiling.

Hisoka chuckled.

"Ok let's get to work,"  Hisoka said.

Ever since then Gon has been an assassin in training.

Gon has trained polishing his moves to perfection, he could detect poison by smell or taste though he learned that on his own. Gon was also immune to most of them, even pain wasn't a problem anymore.

Gon had his first kill when he was only 5.

•One year later•

Hisoka was going to put Gon's skill to the test and see if he was actually committed to being a pro assassin.

There was a man looked about in his late 30s chained to a steel chair. His mouth taped and his hands chained as he laid stiff in his chair with tear clouding his eyes.

Hisoka was already in the room, standing in front of the man with a somehow serious smirk.

The five year old Gon walked in the room looking at Hisoka and the man with no care in the world.

"Hi, uncle Hisoka!" Gon chirped brightly, his smiled not fading as the man in the chair started shrugging again.

"Hi Gon, today your going to do something that will either end your training or continue it," Hisoka told the young child.

"Oh, ok. So what is it?" Gon asked fiddling with his unspiked hair.

"Mmm, good question," Hisoka teased the small child looking at him playfully.

"Uncle Hisoka," Gon drag out.

"You are to kill this man if you are to continue to train," Hisoka told him.

The man yelled and struggled harder pulling on the restraints with no luck.

"Huh," gon gasped. "Are you sure I'm ready uncle Hisoka?" Gon asked looking at the magician his eye going a bit dull.

"Of course I do," his bent down to his knees ruffing Gon's hair.

"Mmm, ok then," Gon whispered trusting his mentor.

He walked over to the man looking at him in curiosity.

Gon grabbed a sharp but thin knife looking at the man.

"Why do you struggle?" He asked the man.

Gon slowly cut the tape from the man mouth so he could speak.

"You bra- Ahhh!" the man was quickly cut on his left cheek deeply.

"Hmmm," gon hadn't the faintest idea what was happening to his body, it was as if someone had taken control over it, not that the young child minded it.

"I'm gonna make this quick," and true to his word he quickly slashed the man throat.

Hisoka watched impressed as he had not hesitated once.

Gon turned around his dull eyes gathering it shin back.

"Look I did it uncle Hisoka, are you proud of me!?" Gon asked happily waning Hisoka's approval.

Hisoka walked up to him smiling, "yes I am very proud of you," Hisoka answered honestly.

'one more year and you'll be ready for heaven's arena' Hisoka thought as gon hugged him tightly smelling.

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