Gloves walked away from the offered hand.
Killua looked hurt - but Gloves decided it was better than him looking dead.
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Cook? Gloves didn't know how to cook.
She supposed she could try to fry the pigs.
But the thought of using it intentionally...
It made her want to throw up.
Hisoka noticed her discomfort.
"What is it?"
There's no way she was telling him the truth.
"I've been in jail for the last four years... Cook? What a joke."
He laughed.
"You're right. In that case, how about you fail?"
"That was an option?"
"If you want to return to jail, sure."
He grinned.
Conflicted, Gloves stared at her rubber-clad hands.
Could she do it? Break her mental barrier... And use her power for good?
If it's just for cooking... I suppose it's far better than killing people.
"You need to learn to control your power."Hisoka mused.
"If you do, it will become a weapon of unimaginable destruction."
"...Oh. So that's what you wanted."
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"Hey! Girl!" The haggard looking man leered.
She looked up with fear in her eyes.
She wasn't afraid of him - but for him.
"Come here, I have candy."
She backed away slowly, trying to seem as if she didn't hear him.
"Hey! Come back! There's more in this van!"
Desperate, she started to run.
He chased her - and as soon as he came into contact with her neck...
The game of cat and mouse ended.
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Gloves ||COMPLETED||
Fanfiction|1ST PLACE IN KILLUA FOR HUNTERXHUNTER WATTYS| In which a young girl meets the boy of her dreams. But if she loves him, she would kill him. ∞ A lab experiment gone wrong. A mad scientist and his most...
