𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞│ʰˣʰ

seven ; fight for it, dear

seven ; fight for it, dear

Y/N YAWNED. THIS WAS GETTING ANNOYING. "Why is nobody coming," she complained, kicking her feet slightly. Hisoka gave her a closed-eyed smile. "You can always play cards with me again, darling,"

Scaramouche glared at the jester. "I doubt anyone would want to play cards with you," he seethed, "When all you do is cheat." Hisoka raised his hands in surrender.

"Scaramouche, all I do is simply use my-" Gittarackur cut him off, far too annoyed at his protest.


"Congratulations on clearing the trick tower," a bald man with a purple mohawk clapped awkwardly toward the silence. Y/n hummed. Lippo reminded her of someone. "The fourth phase will begin in Zevil Island," Killua snickered, and whispered toward Y/n.

"Very original name, no?" he said. Y/n shrugged. She'd heard worse names. "At least it's not 'Hunter Island.' That would be cringe."

Gon looked between the two, slightly confused at their conversation. Y/n grinned, "Don't worry, Gon. We'll keep your mind pure and innocent. Not that we talked about anything weird," she added hastily.

"Now let's proceed. To begin, I need all you people to draw lots. There are 27 numbered cards, each with a number. It determines who you hunt and who hunts you," Y/n gave a confident smirk. Easy.

"Each of you will draw a card in the order you escaped the tower," As Y/n pranced over, everyone aside from her friends seemed surprised.

"I thought we betted that the pretty girl would die first! Not first!" she heard a whisper. Kurapika had a feeling from seeing Scaramouche's glare that the person who said that wouldn't be seen after they leave Zevil Island.

Then, walked over Hisoka, Scaramouche, and Gittarackur. Scaramouche seemed displeased that he was behind Hisoka, of all people. Gittarackur seemed unbothered.

Y/n peeled off the sticker. Killua's number. (The ninja gets Scaramouche's pin number) Hisoka revealed his card, flashing a smile. "One, darling," The number one seemed huge.

Scaramouche shielded Y/n. "Touch her and you'll die," Hisoka shrugged. "Of course I wouldn't dare~" he purred, before walking away.

"Weirdo," Leorio whispered toward Kurapika, who was looking at the scene. Y/n waved toward her other friends. "Leorio, Kurapika!" she called in a sing-song voice. "What number did you get?"

Kurapika peeled off the sticker. "Sixteen," he said, before frowning. "No idea who that is," Leorio shared a similar thought as he saw his number, two-hundred forty six.

Y/n tilted her head all the way till her neck hurt. "What did you get, Y/n?" Y/n put her index finger on her lips. "That's a se~cret." she whispered, playfully looking around as if to see if anyone was listening to them. Leorio rolled her eyes.

"We told you our's!" he argued, but Y/n ignored him. "So?" she said annoyingly, as would a younger sister say to an older sibling. Killua and Gon from the side whispered,