Another Level

~2~

After a few obligatory questions, and a uniform fitting, Killua was stranded by himself in a sea of students. Everybody was staring at him. Killua shoved his hands in his pockets and turned his eyes toward Midnight, who was a 'pro'. Killua didn't openly question what that meant, as he didn't want to out himself as any more strange than he already seemed. She was announcing the placements, and who would make it to the next stage. "Now the real fun is about to begin." She was saying, with a lick of her lips. I still can't believe she's a highschool teacher. Killua thought dubiously. "The chance to fully move yourselves into the limelight! Give it your best!" She cracked her whip and a wheel behind her started to spin.

"Let's see what we have in store for you next!"

Killua watched it spin and spin, keeping his eyes on the panel. When it came to a stop, Killua blinked. What are those symbols? He squinted a little, frowning slightly. "GET READY FOR A CAVALRY BATTLE!!" Midnight announced. Killua only half listened to the explanation, he was too busy glancing around. Ah shit, I can't read whatever language they use. He realized. Killua snapped out of his thoughts as Midnight was starting to explain the point system. "Each player is assigned points based on their results during the sports festival. They go up by increments of five. For example, 42nd place is worth five points, and 41st is worth ten" Oh, I get it. Pretty simple. "And the point value assigned to first place is...."

"TEN MILLION!"

There was a pause, then all forty two students still in the race turned to look at him. Killua grinned, this might be more fun than he'd originally thought. "It's survival of the fittest, with a chance for those at the bottom to overthrow the top!" Midnight announced dramatically. Killua just snickered, unfazed. "Good luck, you'll need it." This immediately pissed off several of his new peers, including a very angry blonde who got right up in his face. "WHAT DID YOU SAY EXTRA? I'LL KICK YOUR ASS!" Killua looked down at him, being several satisfying inches taller than this angry yapping chihuahua of a teenager. "Speak up, it's hard to hear you from all the way down there."

Several of the nearby students stepped away as the blonde twitched, emitting out some very weak bloodlust. Natural bloodlust that wasn't consciously summoned usually wasn't all that strong, so it didn't really bother him. "That's enough!" Midnight shouted, cracking her whip to command attention. "Save your quarrels for the game itself." Killua placed his hands behind his head. "Sorry." He replied, utterly unapologetically. The explosive blonde grinned wolfishly. "I'll crush you so hard you'll be too ashamed to show your face in public again." He sneered. Killua chuckled. "We'll see about that."

"You have fifteen minutes to talk strategy and get in teams. I recommend you get started!"

Killua stood there for a few moments, glancing around at the others. Nobody approached him, although he didn't expect them too really. Killua let out a sigh, crossing his arms. What happens if I can't get a team? He didn't have to worry about that for very long, because a pink haired maniac suddenly got right up close and personal to him with a large grin. "TEAM UP WITH ME PERSON IN FIRST PLACE!" Killua blinked, then shrugged. "Sure." She paused for a moment, not expecting it to be that easy. "I'd like to use you to my personal advantage! If I team up with you, then I'll be in the spotlight. In the team everyones keeping their eyes on! That means my wonderful babies will be seen by the big company CEOs who are tuning in!" She rambled.

Killua blinked, listening to her for a moment. She doesn't give a damn about me, she just wants to ride on my success. Although, he didn't particularly care. She pulled out a whole box full of gadgets and started going through them. Killua sighed, he wouldn't need any of them. "Sorry, but no thanks. I don't need gadgets, but you can show em off in the next game once we win." He said the last part with a grin. She seemed to deflate a little. "But-" Killua huffed. "Listen, my quirk would fry them anyways." Killua explained, using their words as he tried to fit in. "What was your name again by the way-? Mine's Killua"

"Hatsume! Mei Hatsume!"

Killua nodded, looking her up and down. "All you gotta do is sit on my shoulders and keep hold of the headbands, I'll do the rest of the work. Alright?" Hatsume looked skeptical, but Killua shot her a grin. "I got this, trust me. Honestly I wish I could just do it by myself, but that's not how the game works sadly." They waited the remaining 8 minutes out, before the alarm blared for the conversation to stop. Killua hoisted Hatsume up onto his shoulders, handing her the headband. It was kind of funny really, the first place winner paired up with the last place winner. As the last countdown started sounding, Killua kept a loose posture.

"THREE"

"TWO

"ONE"

"BEGIN!"

Killua immediately summoned his godspeed, circling the majority of the playing field with blinding speed. A wall of spiraling electricity shot up in his wake, trapping those inside. It was a technique that branched off from Whirlwind, however instead of allowing him to react instantly to any movement inside it, it reacted on its own to anyone who tried to breach the rules he set. If anyone touches that, it'll hit them with a minor shock. Although I doubt they will. Killua thought, as he slowed to a stop. The technique was mostly to intimidate, rather than harm.

"RIGHT OFF THE BAT TEAM KILLUA ALREADY SEEMS TO BE ON A CLEAR PATH TO VICTORY! WITH A DEVASTATINGLY POWERFUL QUIRK!"

"And now we just sit back and let them tire themselves out. See? Told ya there was nothing to worry about." Killua said, crossing his legs and taking a seat on the hard earth. They'd already won. Hatsume frowned as she watched through the Nen barrier. "But we aren't in the action." Killua blinked, glancing up at her. "So? We already won." Hatsume shot a glare down at him. "How will we make a good impression if we sit around doing nothing? Plus isn't it kind of boring?" She complained. "You have everyone's eyes on you and you're just wasting the opportunity!" Killua groaned, she had a point. The crowd looks kind of disappointed. With that, Killua got to his feet. "I mean, could be fun. No use in just sitting here waiting for time to pass." He snapped his fingers, and the wall fell as his technique deactivated. It was more for show than anything.

"Lets kick some ass."

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To Be Continued...