Quirkless

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Killua was awoken by a hand shaking him. He grumbled, turning the other way. "Fuck off Gon...." he mumbled. "Excuse me? sir..?" Killua froze, then snapped upright wide awake. The girl who had been shaking his shoulder jumped back with an awkward laugh, rubbing the back of her head. "sorry..." how didn't I hear her? Or wake up? His eyes scanned over her face. Short brown hair, a kind smile, and slightly rose colored cheeks that seemed to be in a state of constant blush. "I'm Ochako Uraraka. Why....why were you sleeping in the middle of the sidewalk?"

Killua blinked, his surroundings finally registering. It seemed to be a neighborhood of sorts, but one he'd never been to before. "are you homeless? I can take you to my house and you can stay a few nights if you want" she said. Killua stood up without taking her hand. "No thanks, I'm fine on my own" he said, placing his hands behind his head with a roll of his eyes. "just taking a nap, is it illegal to use the sidewalk?" I don't know where I am or who she is but I don't trust her yet.

Uraraka frowned. "Oh..." then she smiled again. "but if you need anything feel free to stop by!" he nodded, then turned and started walking away. He whistled a little, then snapped off a tree branch and tossed it in the air, before trying to catch it. He fumbled a bit, then flushed a little in embarrassment when Uraraka giggled. Killua turned the corner, before frowning down at his hand. How did that happen? Killua tossed the stick again, this time he caught it with ease however. "maybe it was just a fluke?" he muttered, before continuing to walk.

Killua kept walking, hands in his pockets. Suddenly something hit him hard in the back of the head and he stiffened, whipping around and about to beat someone's ass when a kid about 8 ran up to him. "I-I'm sorry mr!" he cried, grabbing a rubber ball and looking down. "I didn't means to hit you" Killua paused. What.... He smiled, patting the boy's head. "it's alright kid" he said, then started walking again. Killua rubbed his head. It....kind of hurt. What the hell?

It was just a rubber ball. Sure he got hit pretty hard with it but....it shouldn't have hurt. The kid ran off and he was left confused and slightly concerned. First me fumbling with that stick, then some kid managing to give me a slight headache by hitting me with a ball? I must be off my game today or something...

Killua kept going, making a mental map of the area. Nobody around here seems to have any nen, it also looks like an average town. It was getting dark so he went through a back alley, trying to find a place to crash. If all else fails I can just go for a tree- "hey kid!" he glanced over his shoulder with an unamused expression at a guy in a cheap burglar mask. "let me guess, your about to say 'give me everything in your wallet or I'll take it by force' " he said dryly, placing his hands behind his head.

There was a chuckle. "smart kid. Now fork it over" he said, lifting up his shirt a little to reveal a gun. The idiot's not worth my time. I'll just scare him a bit. He dropped his arms with a sigh. "Listen man, but listen to me when I say your going to regret that" he said, flexing a hand. The man scoffed. "oh really?" Killua gritted his teeth. Why isn't my hatsu working? Did I run out of charge? Damn it. He slipped out his taser, which the man watched in amusement. "you'll never get close enough to use that kid" Killua rolled his eyes and switched it on, then pressed it to his arm.

Killua gasped, then...he collapsed. The man started laughing as he gasped, pain searing through his arm. I-I can't move. What- what the hell! "thanks for making it easier kid" he said, walking over and leaning down to take his cash. It only took a few moments for the taser to wear off, and he wrapped his arms around his neck and held him in a choke hold, eyes dark as he radiated bloodlust. The man's eyes widened as he choked, but Killua found it hard to keep him from breaking free though.

Killua let go after the man fell unconscious, then sat there panting for a moment, glancing down at the taser. I...what... this didn't make sense. He looted the man's pockets, grabbing the gun, some cash, and his phone. Killua stood up, then clenched his fist. I think...please don't be what I think's happening. He slammed his fist into the wall, then his eyes widened. Blood dripped down his fingers, and a bolt of pain shot through him. "shit-" he brought his hand close to his chest, breathing hard.

That punch....should've shattered the wall. It's gone. My pain tolerance, my hatsu, my strength.... He started to hyperventilate slightly, flexing his fingers to summon his claws. Nothing happened. He tried to activate En, then froze. It's....it's not working. Why is nothing working? Killua gritted his teeth, then pulled up his shirt. He frowned, his 8 pack was still there. Killua tried using every nen technique he knew, but none worked. He seemed to be forced into a state of Zetsu. I'm....weak. He thought. And that....that terrified him.

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To Be Continued...

Hello shippers! just got this idea in the shower today and I thought it was great :3 maybe this will kickstart my inspiration. anygays the posts might not be regular, but enjoy! <3