Itami || Killua Z.

6.7

"So hold my hand, I'll walk with you my dear."
- 'Little Talks,' Of Monsters and Men

All fifteen of you were led up a hill to where the main base was. The base itself looked more like a gym; different sports and games were going on all around you and most of the people were wearing the same silly uniform. Although, the hats differed—you assumed this was to show the different statuses—and one person wasn't wearing a hat.

Said person was doing curls and they were looking to be as tall as Franklin. The man that had led you here called him leader, so he must've been the final boss for the Strip of Beach card. You hoped you were wrong.

"So, you want us to leave town?" the boss placed the weight down, before looking behind him at you guys. He was jacked and wearing booty shorts—his shoes rivaled that of Killua's. "Then, I propose a contest. If you win, we'll leave the island like you asked, but we get to choose what to do. Sound fair?"

You raised your hand and asked, "What about if we lose? 'Cause if there's a death penalty, then I don't want to do this." 

"Nothing that drastic, you'll just have to leave instead," the man seemed too nice to be the boss of pirates, but you weren't going to complain. "The theme of the battles is sports. Each of my members will challenge one of your members in a sport of their choosing. First to eight wins, well, wins the contest."

One of the men from behind him stood up, his boxing gloves in plain sight. "I'm up first and my sport is boxing." The man looked like he'd be a part of the Welterweight division in boxing.

A man from your side—who's hair looked like a pineapple—stepped up, "I've got this one." After getting him in boxing gloves and letting him warm up, their battle soon started. 

There was one rule they added, one that wasn't in traditional boxing, and it was that you could use any object conjured by Nen.

'Wait, NPC's can use Nen?'  you weren't sure how to feel about that, but most of the NPC's seemed to be good—excluding the pirates. 

The two of them danced for a while, before the one on your side threw a punch. Although, his fist never connected. Instead, Nen flew out of his fist and the pirate was barely able to dodge, a scratch appearing on his face. The man spoke about how this was an ideal situation for an Emitter. You bit your lip when you watched him hit the pirate with a barrage of Nen fists.

This didn't really feel like boxing.

You watched as closely as you could, watching as the pirate brought his fist up. It disappeared for a second before appearing back on his wrist. You blinked for a little, before rubbing your eyes to make sure they were working. The pirate fell backward, and you could hear your side cheering in celebration.

"No, both of them got hit," Gon said from beside you. You wondered if that's why the pirate's fist disappeared, but you weren't watching both sides. You didn't see his fist connect.

The man from your side fell—completely knocked out—and the pirate got up as if nothing happened.

Killua shifted next to you, "He teleported. Just his upper-fist, landed a clean uppercut." He explained what happened in a few short words and very calmly as well. "I thought it was super obvious," ah, there's his smugness. You knew it was coming.