𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐𝟐 | 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀

Everyday Pleasures

THE bright lights of the stadium illuminated the ring below, a massive crowd gathered in the stands to cheer for the two in said ring. One of them was (Y/N). As it turned out, the next morning, the intercom clicked on to announce her first fight would begin in about thirty minutes. She felt minimal excitement at the prospect of fighting someone with a strong Nen ability, having wondered what she would find.

Focusing on the man in front of her, she could feel how confidant he was.

"A newcomer, huh?" The man grinned, (Y/N) able to tell that he was itching to start attacking already. "I'll make sure they'll be able to piece your body back together after I finish you."

She cocked a brow.

Wouldn't that kill a normal person?

Is that allowed here?

Even with his inhumane threats, she was completely at ease, something that clearly ticked him off due to the way he harshly grit his teeth.

"All right, folks, are you ready!?" The announcer, Cocco, cheered, earning shouts of excitement and blood thirst from the crowd below. "I said, are you ready for the match between Ripper, the man who completely tears apart any unlucky person that crosses his path, and (L/N), the man who has been able to knock down his opponents with only a single hit!?"

More cheers followed.

(Y/N) hummed.

I guess it is allowed.

"Alrighty, then!" Cocco laughed with clear vigor. "Let the match begin!"

The overseer let his hand fall, officially beginning the fight. Ripper crouched down into a defensive position while (Y/N) continued to stand still, merely watching him. Ripper didn't hesitate to lunge forward towards her, stumbling when grasping only air after she disappeared from her spot. Grunting in frustration, he whirled around only to be met with a foot to his face, grunting from the excruciating contact that left his nose broken and blood dripping down his face. Yet, the force didn't send him out of the ring due to the way he unclipped large materialized flat blades that he threw forward. Gripping the attached chains, the blades digging into the floor, he kept himself in the fight.

(Y/N) lifted her chin.

"Ooh, would you look at that!" Cocco announced excitedly as she leaned forward, her eyes glimmering with enthusiasm. "It seems Ripper will finally show us his Nen abilities tonight! I know those blades anywhere! How will (L/N) respond?"

(Y/N) merely tilted her head.

So... he's a conjurer?

Pulling her scythe out of the conjured (F/C) mist, the edge gleaming dangerously in the light, she then placed the end of the weapon down beside her. Just like when she was facing Garo, both herself and the scythe grew in size, the blade curving around her figure to ruffle the ends of her dark cloak.

"Woah!" Cocco screamed into the mic, her face practically smushed against the observing glass. "Growing in size and a scythe!? Who the heck is (L/N) really!?"

Ripper was paralyzed with fear as he stared into the shadow of (Y/N)'s cloak, searching for her face, for some type of humanity, yet finding nothing but darkness. Agony, pure and simple, ripped throughout his mind as images of his body being severed in half flowered in his thoughts. Soon enough, such a thought became reality when she raised her arm holding her scythe before swinging it down, the blade cutting through his body. The force of her power shoved his body out of the ring to splatter against the walls of the raised stands, blood arcing through the air in a spray of red.

The arena fell deathly silent.

Hisoka, having been watching the entire thing, felt his entire body shuddering with pure elation when seeing such a sight, physically having to hold himself from acting on his desires.

"T-There you have it, ladies and gentlemen..." Cocco uttered with a blink, completely aghast at what happened before a smile split her face. "Yeah, there you have it! (L/N) wins!"

The crowd roared with cheers.

(Y/N) rescinded her scythe into the mist before allowing her body to shrink in size. Ignoring the several pairs of eyes on her that were practically begging for more bloodshed, she stepped out of the ring with ease before melding into the shadows as if she were one with them. Hisoka, his eyes brimming with hunger, noticing this, pushed himself off of the wall he was leaning against to follow her.

Oh, Reaper...

(L/N), I mean...

Just how more enticing can you become?

Hisoka was a simple man—or, at least as simple a man he could be as a self-serving, sadomasochistic murderous sociopath. Therefore, he grew very attached very easily to what he wanted. Right now, all he wanted was (Y/N), as everything was now beginning to revolve around her. Everything about her persona, about her powers, about the very ideal of her, drew him in.

It was heavily intoxicating.

Descending and weaving throughout the crowd that began streaming from the stands to filter through the exit, all still chatting excitedly about (Y/N)'s win, Hisoka searched for said woman. What he didn't realize was that she had already disappeared to her room so that she could avoid the very crowd that he was lost in, having never really seen the appeal of basking in a win.

Sitting on the edge of her bed, she slowly lifted her hands to pull down her hood.

Running a hand through her short (H/C) hair, she recalled the fear that flashed through Ripper's eyes when he saw her blade swing down. She had seen that type of fear so many times throughout her life that she had become desensitized to it at that point. Then again, whenever she saw such fear, she was always reminded of one certain person who showed no fear.

That child.

Always, she came back to that child.

That child whom she had known back when she had been subjugated under them.

Thinking about them, she was glad to have destroyed them when she had the chance, along with that child who was hopelessly brainwashed—brainwashed like she had been so that she could merely be a tool for them to use. Closing her eyes, she quelled the thoughts of that place, having never liked to dwell on the subject for too long.

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To be continued...