Hxh Oneshots

Yandere? No, Illumi.

As the bright blue sky became black in a flash, You found yourself with no vision or sound in your area, you were in a cage, with a tight rope around your wrist, you could here the sounds of rats chewing threw the skin of someone, looks like the body was decomposing and the rats, and mice were hungry. You had a blindfold on so you didn't know exactly who it was. Hearing graceful and almost unbearable footsteps, that you wouldn't have heard if you were a random girl, but you knew panicking wouldn't help at all. You felt cold, but soft fingertips sliding down the blindfold as your capture pulled it off, as your eyes quickly scanned the room, they widened. "..." you didn't dare to speak, but the man you had seen take off your blindfold had a black face, it was like an endless train trail that you walked on to let the train hit you. It seemed as he was raging, but this was his way to cover his face. But back to you, the body, the chewing sounds you heard earlier. The body was a young boy with grass like hair, and full brown, yellow and orange eyes. They used to glow with such promise, you silently sobbed, when the cold hand you felt early grabbed your cheek, with a bit of force backing you looked into their void like face. The void began to end, showing a pale man with big black eyes, so soulless and dull, you couldn't even read what he was feeling because of her stone cold expression. But you couldn't bare to care. You bit your tongue and swore at this man who took your friend away from you. He hushed you, and stood up, you stood up to follow him but you fell and landed onto the hard floor with a thump, looking back you saw both of your legs chained to a post, like a dog..you looked up at the man, as he closed the door..

Darkness, that's all you saw for hours on end, at the stench of the dead corpse laying in bone now. The light peered from the heavy door, you hoped, no prayed it was a savior. But it was the devil himself, the pale man with long hair, that you used to love. A classic case of ex problems. But this was different, in all of the twisted romance novels or yandere asmrs, he didn't feed you, he didn't care for you like the yandere stories told. After a week you assumed, you were starved, only getting the drops of water a butler was order to bring you, it was always a glass of water that had a straw. After you were done the shock collar on your neck would shock you until you fell unconscious. Everytime you woke up, the glass and straw were gone, as a clown man would be standing in the door frame. Seeming to be taunting you about his freedom. This time you were desperate, you began to crawl to the cold bars that held you in this hell. You're stubborn though so you didn't beg or cry, you just stared with anger in your passionless eyes.

It's the 5th week here you thought, you were unhealthy, scrawny and you even became a softy. You heard the familiar graceful footsteps, as the male who brought you here walked over to your cage. You didn't even look at him, you were staring at the wall, you hoped would one day crumble. The male spoke for the first time. "Y/n." He spoke with a cold tone, very montoned. However you didn't respond, didn't plead, didn't do anything. "Y/n." He spoke once more, his words slowly pecking at your heart, that was struggling to beat. "You hate me do you not? You wish you could kill me." He spoke, this catching your attention as you turned around, your hand gripping the bare floor, you yelled with that dusty voice. "YES. I WISH I COULD KILL YOU." A smile creeped on his face, he had originally wanted you as a toy, for his own satisfaction so he'd starve you, torture you until you needed him, you needed him for happiness, he wanted you to become nothing but an innocent puppy that ran to him. But with the Killua situation and his new husband, Hisoka. You held no used to him. He unlocked the door, his hand sharp like a knife, no even sharper, as he creeped over to you, the door to happiness, light, to your hope. It shut with a powerful swing. Your pupils shrank. "no..no..no.. No..NO..PLEASE, WE CAN MAKE IT WORK!" Those were your last words before the thud of your body hit the ground, but you were still alive, you saw the clown man from earlier hovering over you, he sprayed a type of gas that made rats think you were a big block of cheese, and he locked the door to the cage, rats swarmed you, digging through your flesh and ripping you apart like paper. At the end of the day, your head rested on bones with that fear still on your face. A rat poking out of your head, nibbling a chunk of your brain.

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