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Chrollo took my hand in his and Neon's in his other, guiding us to a nearby elevator. While we waited for it to come to our level, Neon mentioned something.
"When I told you about that one fortune teller, she gave negative fortunes to make people want to try better. That's when I decided I would be a fortune teller!" She exclaimed, looking up at the sky happily.
"That's interesting Neon," I complimented, while the doors opened. We all walked in, pressing the button to the bottom floor.
Chrollo was looking ahead, deep in thought, while I couldn't help but want to try and interpret the writing for myself, to truly see what it said.
"A few years later, that fortune teller got arrested for fraud," Neon admitted.
"Galactic Matron? She didn't believe in the after life, correct?" I questioned, looking at Neon with much interest.
"Yeah! And that's why I don't either," The door then made a noise, signaling that we had arrived at the level we requested.
"I personally believe we have a soul," Chrollo commented. "That's the reason I want to fulfill my dead friends wish," He explained, walking alongside her, while I walked on the other side of her now. I started to count how many guards we passed, some looked a bit to confident to truly do a good job, it was sad. "It's what he would've wanted,"
"What wish?" Neon wondered, while Chrollo pulled his part of the plan, quickly hitting her unconscious and stealing her nen.
"To wreak havoc," He finished, the girl falling to the ground.
"Oh no," I yelled, looking down at her sadly. "Neon, oh Neon! Are you okay, no, no, no, you have to be okay!" I continued to scream, causing guards to rush over.
"Call a doctor! Quickly! Don't you see how she is hurt and stressing my wife!" Chrollo fumed, holding onto the girl and looking around at the fellow men withfrustrated look.
"Won't you hurry?" I turned back around. "This is your job, isn't it? Now do it right!"
"First floor, over by the north elevator," One of the men spoke into his walkie talkie. "Someone's sick, call a ambulance," It sounded like someone responded into the walkie talkie, saying something on how they couldn't allow a ambulance inside the area.
"You idiots!" I looked at them distastefully. "Shes the daughter of the Nostrade Family boss!"
"If she dies, it's on your head, understand?" Chrollo chimed in, while I started to tear up, looking sadly at her body.
"Chrollo, I trust you, but you better not have messed up," I whispered, hands on my face, so no one could see what I was saying but he could hear me.
