Killua x Reader: A Bloody Love

9. A Place So-Called "Home"

——— Killua's POV ————-

Confused. That what I am right now.

"What was the cause behind the death of Usui Yukimura. For years, I have been investigating, for this death was mysteriously caused." And something is telling me that it is behind Father's Plan.

I was so lost in my mind, that I forgot I have already reached "home". That's what everyone called it.

People would say that I have such moneys and riches that no one could compare to. My family was one of the most powerful assasin in the world. They would say that I was the hapiest boy in the world. They are all WRONG.

Even though I am bathing in the honors and riches that my dad made, doesn't mean that I am the happiest boy in the world. Would you be happy when your parent considered you as some killing machine that was used to bring more and more and more social awareness to your family? I am.

Father, would encourage me or even threaten, to take his footstep and officially become a professional assasin. He would promise me diamonds, golds, fames and pratically everything in this world.

Mother,  she would tell me that I was her favourite child. And I am, there was this one time when I took away her vision, I stabbed her EYES. But, instead of being angry, she appriciate me the most, for being the most daredevil person. Then, she became more and more reliable on me. And eventually, after my borned-to-be assasin features and looks grew on to me as I grow, she considered me as the most precious person, she said so. But what she did was not LOVE. She was hungry for POWER! If I follow her back, she would use me as a killer pet and we will be against Father.

I stood there for several more minutes, before I enter Hell, Oh no, should I say Home Sweet Home?

Living hell. Yep, that was definitely the word that I would like to describe my "home". In hell, you are surrounded by morons' souls. In my home, my brothers, Milluki and Illumi are the perfect examples of those hell creatures. In hell, you would have a demon who would praise you so that you will do whatever it want. I have my Mother. And in hell, there would be an overlord, who would persuade you to be like him and follow his command. I have my Father.

We all have separate rooms. No one talk to each other, even if they did, they would be talking about "killing" and "assassin". We would never eat with each other, dinner, lunch or breakfast. Servants and housekeepers would bring us our foods.

Talk about housekeeper, is (y/n)'s brother once ours? If that, I may have the slightest idea about his death.

But, let the thinking come later, I have to enter "Hell" so that I could look around the house.

Surprisingly, even I haven't discovered all of the rooms in the house. All of our servant will always have a small room that would only fit a small bed and a table. Father had always locked out a room that was once used by a housekeeper, he warned everyone to keep off the area. He even hired other assassin and killers to guard the room. Even Alluka's room was not so guarded, her "cage", compared to he housekeeper's room was much more freely. I sensed mysterious things when I go pass that room.

And just what I thought, when I entered my house, silence was the only thing that greeted me. Don't get me wrong, I tried to escape from my house once, and I didn't even make it through the gate. Father threatened me about Alluka, he would be punished if I would ever escape. Father's tracking skill was not good, he can not track down a prey, he would have to investigate and sense their blood after weeks. But he have creeping skill, he may approach the prey unexpected.

"Target" and "Prey" are two different things. For target, if the person bribed my Dad, he or she may be released. For Prey, there will be no way that person could get out of the business. The Yukimura was The Prey, that's why Fatehr and Mother are so desperate to kill them.

I lay down my bed, try to figured out the whole story. After all, they are your parent, what makes you hate them?, I recall the question a housekeeper once asked me, his hair color was the exact color as (y/n).

Wait!