Hisoka :: Sadistic Joker HunterxHunter

Chap 1. Beginning X of X Everything

This is a fanfiction for an OC x Hisoka but I consider a it a good book I guess. It's the first fanfiction I've ever posted because I'm very cautious and worried about posting my stories but oh well! Haha hope you guys enjoy! I love Hisoka and HunterxHunter is one of my favorite animes! -V

(EDIT) P.S: If you think it starts out slow chapter 1 and 2 are to explain things so please bear with me 😅

EDIT/: if you want to skip to lemon go to chap. 22 I guess lol
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Blood. Everywhere. All the hills and trees that I was running past had blood splatter trailing them. I was running. From... Something. But what was it?

My first memory had just been running scared, with tears streaming down my face. The blood on my clothing stained, not only with my blood, because I wasn't so badly injured, but with others blood as well.

I knew something bad was happening. But I can't remember what. It was probably so terrible that I was in some sort of shell shock that blocked off my memory. After that, I had to know why I couldn't remember. So now I only know it must have been a horrifying experience, to block off my memory. That's all I knew anyways.

I know my name. For some reason, I could remember that very well. After that first memory, running from the unknown, I had been running for a whole day, that the sun rose and sank again. I stopped to finally breathe and cry. I found a river near by and sank into it.

Clothing still on my body as I watched the red fog rise from my clothing, clouding the clear water. I then noticed two wooden swords held together by a tough line that was hidden in my clothing. A weapon. I stripped off the gold with white runes vest and my used to have been white shirt and pants off, and I put the weapon on the rocks. I stayed in there for a long time for the sky to brighten again. Time... Is it this fast? Or am I just stuck in it as it moves along without me? Probably the latter.

I did wash myself off inside the stream, scrubbing my black hair that reached my mid back and had dried blood on it, along with my stained clothing. As I clothed myself once again after the clothes had dried I began walking.

It wasn't long till I reached a road, my body collapsing on the side of it breathing heavily as I felt the hunger and thirst set in from 3 days of running and walking. I heard a couple cars stop and my vision had gone dark.

I woke up to white light and a white tiled ceiling. My body felt pain from soreness, to bruises and other wounds. My felt bandages along my breast and arms. I sat up, wincing from a sharp pain probing my side and looked around the room. A hospital. I saw a nurse with short dark blue hair across the room speaking to a patient. She nodded at them smiling and her eyes caught mine. "Oh! She's awake!" She looked at the patient. "I'll be right with you." She walked over to me, a clipboard in hand and a face of astonishment.

"Oh I thought you wouldn't wake ever!" She joked as she checked the monitor connected to my heart and changed the saline bag from the IV. "...how..how long... Was I out?" I questioned dazed out. "You've been in a coma like state for about a month now Miss." She answered looking back at me.

"A couple of people found you lying on the street and dropped you off here. No name or anything. Just a young girl with her wooden swords. It's quite odd." The way she said it had made her sound delirious.

"Well now that your up can we have your name? We should have someone to contact." My memory was fuzzed out and I only remembered what I did for the past 3 days.

"I... Don't remember." I said groggily. She seemed a bit shocked of this answer expecting me to say a name and place for her to get rid of me. "Well you did just wake up from a coma... I'm pretty sure time will jog your memory!"