Stuck x In x A x New x World

Chapter Nine

TW: Blood and Violence

It's been a month since I've been in this hellhole. A month.

I didn't even think straight when I used Alluka's ability. How will I get back? And why did I teleport somewhere that Killua was not.

The writings on my hands were still etched into my skin, whether I tried to scrub them off or not.   This is all so confusing.

Within this month, I had been able to find an underground fighting arena to take out my anger in. I have also gotten involved in a sort of mafia.

Obviously, these were not very smart choices, but how would I find Killua?

In the fighting rings, I am known as Terror. It's a bit strong but it does give people some idea of what they are going against.

I've been undefeated. The most somebody has stayed conscious in the ring with me has been three seconds.

Compared to these people, I am god. But I'm reality, all I am is someone from a very different place than these weaklings.

The mafia jobs were a bit more gory. They had me slaughter many rouge accomplices and steal goods constantly, but all of it was in exchange for information.

Even with this exclusive deal, I have not been able to get anything on where Killua's whereabouts or current dwellings are.

But the thing that hurts me the most of all in this world is how people will take one look at me and assume I'm an innocent boy until it's too late. Kids in this universe are weak compared to the adults. It makes me sick.

And thanks to Ging's training while I was away from Killua in the other world, I had been able to get my nen back to its full working power and even improved some aspects. I am unstoppable in the mafia, the ring, and this world.

As I walk down the street, no one bats an eye at my dark green hoodie, pants, and mask. I suppose it's something to do with these "quirks".

The smell of pollution and the sounds of people fill my senses as I think about my next victim. I'm supposed to kill a rich family that has strong ties to the government and underground alike.

The whole thing is shit.

But if that means I get to see Killua, nothing else matters.

I've done a lot of digging with the hacking skills that Killua taught me and I was able to find blind spots in cameras, the layout of the house, and when everyone would most likely be asleep.

Eventually, my surroundings turned into grass and trees and nature as I continued walking down the street. With the address memorized, I began to run as fast as possible. I may not have the great assassin qualities as Killua, but I am still overpowered in this world. Within ten minutes, I reach the humongous mansion.

The mansion was five stories high with marble bricks and assorted stone slabs for the exterior. The doors were large and dark with large, white handles. The lawn was decorated with trimmed shrubs and lawn lights and immaculate down to every single blade of grass. The large gates had two lions protecting the house.

I was able to slip through the gates in a blind spot I found in the cameras. Sliding through the bushes, I made it to the window and unsheathed my small blade.

Blades were not my ideal fighting style, but I had to be careful in case someone was to whiteness me and recognize how I fought.

I slowly picked the surprisingly flimsy lock on the window and cautiously stepped inside. This was definitely the dining room.

Slipping through blind spots and in shadows in the hallways, I was able to reach the parents room.

I opened the door ever so slightly and peaked in to see the two adults sleeping soundly in their bed.

Now they will pass away peacefully.

I walked up to the moms side first and deftly swiped the blade across her neck, resulting in a deep, fine cut.  I checked her pulse to be sure that she was dead.

I moved on to the fathers side and looked down at his disgusting face. He was the one who distributed deadly things to just about anyone. He exploited and blackmailed so many people.

So without feeling anything, I harshly dug the blade into his neck and dragged it out.

I watched as the blood quickly ran down his neck and spread through the white of his sheets.

And now, it is time for their girl.

I walked slowly into her room a few doors down and opened it slightly to monitor what she was doing. She was currently sitting at her desk and studying. She was already in her pajamas with her black hair cascading down her back. She looked like she was about done.

I felt awful. I would have to kill such an innocent girl. But I had to continue the job or else I'd be tracked down by the mafia and my life would be made miserable. I'd have to make this as painless as possible.

I cautiously stood behind her. She didn't seem to notice my presence. So I quickly whipped out my blade and held it in front of her neck, slicing it before she could let out a sound of terror.

And when she fell limp and collapsed off of her chair, I remembered her name.

I just killed an innocent girl my age.

Momo Yaoyorozu.

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Y'all I'm sorry 🥲

I finally added Gon to the story and he is SO DARK compared to normal Gon but I feel like after loosing Killua and being in the dark continent with Ging he would just become kinda lifeless (don't worry we will see improvement 😊😊)

I don't have any beef with Momo. I actually like her a lot. And yeah, I could have made M*neta die instead. Buuuuttttt she was rich and I kinda needed her to die for the plot

And sorry I haven't uploaded in forever I've been extremely burnt out and had to deal with a lot of shit so pls bear with me (not that anyone rlly reads this lols)

Here, have a meme 😊

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