Third person pov
The room was heavy with tension. The silence was mind shattering. Many questions went through the freshly accepted hunter’s minds. All of the rookies were sitting in a big auditorium with rows of light wooden seats and tables.
A few glances were thrown around but never lingered very long. All gazes ended staring right back at their respected tables with newly made hunter licenses on them.
That was all until Pokkle, a red headed boy with a purple hat on and a bow strapped to his back, spoke what was on everyone's minds.
“I say he was manipulated!” Pokkle stood up and slammed his hands on his desk.
As soon as one voice started, the rest flooded in. Some yelled about how they didn’t get a chance to prove themselves, others shouting their opinion on the strange scene that had played out just moments ago, others stayed silent.
The silent rookies included Kurapika, Hisoka, Gon, and Illumi.
Everyone was of course talking about what had gone down in the final stage of the hunter exam. That interaction had put everyone's minds into overdrive at the possibilities that bestowed itself within Killua’s fight.
Having enough of the continuously growing voices, Gon stood up swiftly and slammed his closed fist onto the table, successfully shattering it. The young boy also let out his nen, making the nenless rookies shake in their seats.
Instead of saying anything, Gon started to walk down the row towards Illumi’s placement. The tension in the room seemed to reach its peak when Gon reached the eldest Zoldyck. Beautiful hazel colored eyes, darkened by mixed emotions, bored holes into the black haired man's head.
“You don’t deserve to be called his brother.”
No one uttered a sound, worried the little boy’s rath would turn onto themselves.
“Why is that?”
Illumi asked nonchalantly as he turned his head to face the dark green haired boy. His own hair flowing in motion from movement.
“You put him through torture that no one his age should go through. You also forced your ideals on him and pressure him until he ran. Brothers should be looking out for their siblings and help guide them to the correct path, not control their path.”
By the end of his rent, he had Illumi’s wrist in hand and was crushing it with pure strength. The cracking noises had soon stopped as Illumi was thrown from his chair into the red carpeted aisle.
The older man swiftly landed on his feet with ease, his face still void of any emotion. Gon released his arm and walked away. Slamming the door shut behind him.
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An hour passed after the makeshift conference and the few that passed bunched up outside. Gon could be seen with Kurapika and Leorio smiling like nothing had happened.
“Do you really think he’ll give out his address!?” Leorio asked in a frantic whisper.
“There’s only one way to know.” Stated Gon.
The two oldest gave each other a side glance, while one shrugged the other silently pleaded for help.
The younger of the three took off to the less populated area while Kurapika followed without hesitation. Leorio looked around quickly before taking off to follow his companions.
It only took a few minutes to reach their destination as Gon walked calmly up to the figure in the corner.
“I would like to speak with you, Illumi.” Gon told the figure.
“It wouldn’t be fair if you're the only one with backup. If we speak, we speak alone.” stated as he stepped from the shadows.
“No way!” Yelled Leorio only to be held back by Kurapika.
“We will be on our way then.” Kurapika said with a nod directed towards his smaller companion.
Gon replied with his own nod and an appreciated look. Without wasting time, Kurapika walks off dragging a raging Leorio with him.
“Follow me.” Was the only warning Gon got before Ilumi turned and walked in the opposite direction.
The young hunter sputtered as he ran after the retreating figure. The two had ended up in a vacant hallway built with sand colored brick.
“I’m guessing you want to know where Killua is.” It wasn’t a question.
“Yes so I can go save him.” Gon replied with the utmost sincerity.
“Do what you want. You most likely wouldn’t be able to make it past the butlers. Go to Kukuroo mountain.”
At this, Gon gave a blinding smile and ran off. Unaware of the extra set off eyes that watched him go.
“Was it really a smart idea to give away your base of operations?” Came a silky voice from behind the doll like Zoldlyck.
“It’s not like it was a secret anyways.” Came Illumi’s response, “Hisoka.”
At this point the magician had fully stepped out from his spot behind a pillar.
“Gon is my prey. I’ve spent too many years just to make sure he grows correctly and I won’t have you mess it all up.” The bright haired adult stated, leeking the slightestt of killing intent.
“He must be something for you to want to fight him more than me.” Illumi gave a dead tone, seemingly unaffected by his ‘companions’ mood.
Hisoka only gave a cold laugh as he walked away.
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“Kukuroo Mountain? Never heard of it.” Kurapika said from his spot beside Leorio.
“Same but now that we’re hunters we could look it up!” Gon replied with a smile.
“I still don’t think this is a good choice.” Exclaimed Leorio.
“It’ll be easy Leorio! We just get in and get out with Killua!” A smile was just enough to cover his nerves.
“Easy. Yeah right!” Yelled Leorio from in front of Kukuroo Mountain.
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