ManEater

Chapter 1

I don't recall the last time I've ever been in a serious relationship. All the men I've controlled had one thing in common; money, or fame. With protection from powerful people , my safety was of course guaranteed. With money, I could buy anything, and if they didn't live up to my expectations, I discarded of them quickly.

That was how I lived for the past eight years. I've been committed into this at a very young age, where older men were sure to come to my company. It was how I was taught to survive as a child, a skill the women in the family passed on for generations.

"If you cannot make a man fall in love with you, or you cannot bring yourself to love , take it to your advantage. A woman who cannot love will ultimately be stronger, as her feelings will never be hurt. Take anything you want from the man, money, guidance, perhaps fame.."

These were the words my mother spoke to me as a child, she too, was labeled a ManEater, she was a beautiful woman, we shared a similar appearance, besides my hair color. She had titanium white hair, with a tan complexion. Her eyes were sharp and had a purple hue to them, and her body was perfect in society's standards.
"When I abandon you, that will be the day you live your life to its fullest, manipulating any person you can." She warned.

That happened to be my fifteenth birthday. As soon as all of the knowledge was passed down, it was practically tradition to leave the child so they could explore and learn on their own. That's what I was always taught.

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A/N:
Hey guys so I tend to accidentally go back and forth from using first person to second person, so please adjust. Also, the picture above is the picture of Lana, also Y/N. I doubt her apparent will be mentioned a lot, so just think of Lana as yourself or possibly an OC.

"Lana? Lana?"

I groaned, rubbing my eyes to adjust to the light. "Misses Lana, it's time to get up"
I know that voice, it's Penelope!

"Good-morning to you too Penelope" I grumbled, pushing myself up and to the side of the beds edge. She chuckled, making her way out of the room. Penelope was your friend, but formally your maid. You had substained a lot of money on your own, with the help of your sugar daddy's in the past. You were a smart woman who had a burning passion as a two star hunter, despite only being twenty two years old.

"Misses Lana, if I may ask... isn't your hunters exam today?" She questioned. Your eyes shot open. "Today?! What time is it?!" You looked at her. "I woke you up early, so it's currently 7 am, rather than 10 am." She smiled. You sighed in relief, getting up and stretching a bit. "Thank gods you did that Penelope, what would I do without you?" You chuckled. She giggled, making her way to your wardrobe.

"Anything in particular you'd like to wear?" She asked. You pondered. "Perhaps that corset piece you picked out for me, and a pair of matching joggers. Could you also grab me a pair of undergarments and shoes please? Preferably any type of boots." You asked. She nodded. "Of course! Anything else?" You shook your head.

Before she left, you stopped her. "Wait!" She turned to face you. "Yes misses Lana?" "I'd like to grab breakfast out with you, and if you'd feel like it can you drive me around? I don't want to leave my car at the hunter site afterwards." You shred away. She nodded. "Of course not! That's what I'm hear for!" She chuckled. You nodded, and she dismissed herself.

————-TIME SKIP;After getting dressed and grabbing breakfast, also chapter pic is her outfit and yes she has a tattoo

"Misses Lana, we're here" she called out, grabbing your attention from the stack of paperwork. You thanked her, getting out the car. She pulled out, leaving. You went inside of the restaurant, confused on what to do next. Then, there was a group of boys, and some older guy there.
'Ah! Clever, a food combo!' You thought to yourself. After they left you walked up to the chef, and gave him the order. He nodded, and guided you to a room. "Please wait here." He walked away, closing the door behind him.

Moments after, the room went down. "An elevator!" You called out to yourself.
Suddenly , the room binged and opened in the front, revealing a large, underground area. You walked towards a bit, but your eyes fixated on a green glob. "Ah, applicant 391! Please take this badge and place it on the left side of your chest, don't loose it!" He stuck his hand up giving you the badge in which you took and fixed on your corset.

You took a look around. Some people were eyeing you, some whispering while looking at you... It was normal. You started to walk foward, facing the left. Suddenly, you bumped into somebody who was much larger than you. "Ah! Sorry!" You chuckled, before looking up at the person. The tall man loomed over you, and catches your eye. He had a bunch of pins in his face, a green suit , and a fuzzy purple Mohawk.

He nodded, before continuing to walk. You then eyed somebody that was much like his height, but had the complete opposite aura. Both of them were extremely dangerous, but this clown suited man had a manic Demeter about him. He noticed your gaze, and started to approach you; A large smirk plastered on his face.

"My my~ Who do we have here?" He asked, holding out his hand. You took it, and shook it gently. "Alaine, nice to meet you. And you?" You asked him. He smiled, bringing your hand up to his lip and giving it a soft peck, before holding it to his chest. "Hisoka, your beauty is quite unique, one of a kind I must say.... care to call each other friends?~" he asked, lightly putting your hand down. You smiled at him. "Sure, there's no point in not, and I know." You smirked smugly.

He chuckled. "Your a very confident woman, I love it~" He cooed, walking around you. "Of course, that's a very important earned skill in life, don't you agree?" You asked. He let out an 'mhm' before wrapping his arms around your waist, testing the waters. You didn't budge, in fact, you let him. Maybe he could be your next victim, he's quite charismatic and young, it could be a nice change.

Suddenly, the man you bumped into earlier came up in front of the two of you. "Ah! Hisoka, I've been looking for you." He hummed, closing his eyes. "Oh dearest Ractur, what must you need to bother me and this fine lady?~" he asked. The man looked at you, and you felt ... weak. One look into his eyes you could tell he was hiding something, and something big.

You smiled, gently brushing Hisoka off of you. "And who might you be? I recall bumping into you earlier yes?" He nodded. "Gittaractur, you?" "Lana~" Hisoka cooed, smiling at you. You smiled back. "It's really Alaine, but feel free to call me Lana. " you suggested. He nodded, turning back to Hisoka. "Hisoka, the exam is fixing to-"

The large front opened up, and a man with an odd mustache for a mouth and purple hair appeared.

"-Start.."