Of flames and lighting

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Hello! My name is Kyriak Emberly and I am 11 years old. Ready to take the hunter exam - ready to meet the love of my life~

But wait, I'm getting ahead of myself. I was born in meteor city and made a living on the streets by making Jewely out of scrap mental. That was until I stole scraps from the wrong person – but I don't regret it one bit.

- Flashback -

Little 4-year-old kyriak tiptoed around the large metal filled room. Her molten sliver hues darting about looking for scraps she could use to create the small figures toy to sell. So far, she had collected, a small bass sheet that could easily be bent into shape – some chicken wire and copper coils as well as some other bits and pieces.

She had been running low on supplies which was the only reason she broke into this forge. No supplies mean's no stuff to sell, means no money for food. She didn't want another week without food again.

Suddenly a hand gripped the back of her already torn oversize t-shirt, hosting her up into the air as the smouldering fire busted into life, its flames roaring; lighting up the dark room.

"Now what do we have here?" a loud voice growled.

She froze, curling up into a ball around the stolen scraps. She blinked as she came face to face with the owner of the forge.

"What do you think you're doing in here squirt?" the man questioned, holding her up to his face. The house owner was a giant compared to the small child, large muscles from working the forge day in and day out, a large plated brown beard with matching hair that was placed in a bun.

The questioned seem to snap her out of her frozen state. She uncurled herself, swinging a leg up catching the man on the jaw. Who, in surprised, dropped her. As soon as her bare feet hit the ground, she was off. Speeding though the workshop, the stolen items clutched to her chest like a life line.

"Wait! Stop there!" the house owner bellowed, as the fire in the forge roar violently.

Her head snapped towards the growing flames in surprise, her pace slowed as she stared at the roaring fire in awe. "Pretty" she mumbled, trotting towards the warm forge. Much to the bewilderment on the forge owner, who watched on with interest.

Heat blasted against her face as she stopped a few feet away. Watching as the flames danced in the heath, only glancing as the owner sat on the floor besides her. Even sat down he was still taller than her standing form.

"Magnificent, isn't it?" he questioned watching the flames with her.

She nodded, never had she felt so warm, so at peace – but get too close to the flame and you get burnt.

"Now, what did you steal?" the voice turned serious.

She looked towards the ground, a pout making its way onto her face as she kicked the non-existed dirt. Before slowly reliving the stolen scraps.

"Hmm scraps?" then the voice turned thoughtful, "what are you going to do with it?"

She snapped her head up, he wasn't going to beat her for stealing the scraps instead ask her what she was going to do with it...

She grinned, popping herself on the floor beside the giant, while taking her old battered tools from her waist line pouch that was hidden by her oversize dirty top. Bending the scrap on metal while the giant watches on with interest. A few minutes later her creation was complete – a little bird sat in the palm of her hand.

"May I?"

She nodded, as he picked up the little bird by a finger and thumb.

"Nice craftsmanship..." he murmured, before his eyes widen looking pass the bird, he examined the girl before giving her a confused look, "...Wait a moment, you're the lass selling metal toys on the street. Say squirt where are your parents?"

She shrugged. "Never meet them. Was born in meteor city"

"I see well from now on, you are my apprentice and under my care!" the man exclaimed, holding out his large hand. "Got a name lass?"

She shook her head again, no. it was kid, brat or something worse.

"Well, my names Thorin Emberly. I shall call you..." he paused in thought looking at the bird in his hand. "Kyriak Emberly. The creation and the flame what do you think squirt?"

-Flash back ends-

The person I stole the scraps from turned out to be a blacksmith called Thorin Emberly who also happened to be a hunter. He for some strange reason took me in as an apprentice and now at the age of 11, I am a fully certificated blacksmith! He's like a father to me but at the same time my friend and partner in the forge. He's taught me a lot, tending the flame to making weapons and how to use them as if someone breaks in! It's normally me who deals with it... I enjoy my playtime games and testing my creations! It all good fun!

He also taught me nen! It's pretty cool turns out that his nen it the ability to control fire! Awesome right, pretty handy when using the forge.

I mostly help around the forge and do the small things because people don't think I am capable at making anything because I'm a kid, even though I have my own weaponry range! Thorin, says I should partake in the hunter exam to show those people what's what!

Which is where this story begins.

To be contiued...

hello all!

this is another hunter x hunter story i have had in the works for awhile...

fingers cross you all will like it! its abit different from my usually ones i think less... lemons wee bit more inncocent of a character compared to mari!

anyways i hope you all like it! if anyone wants to make a cover for it! its much appreacited!

lots of love my only fans!

happy hunting xx