Something about playing cards has always bothered you.
You don't know whether it's a trauma of losing, or you simply dislike cards, but you realize you have mixed emotions every time you see them. Anger, hatred, disappointment, compassion, adoration.. Fear.
Fear was the most noticeable of all. You always feel as if something- or someone- was watching you. And honestly, it made you wonder why. You weren't that interesting. Rather, you don't seem like a Hunter. You wonder why someone would take an interest in a Virus Hunter like you.
Virus Hunters, as you've studied, had a sole purpose- try to find new elements to cure immedicable diseases. Some say it's a waste of time to try and be such a Hunter. But for you, it's a purpose to exist, an honorable way to serve humanity. You idolize Virus Hunters Sanbica Norton and Cheadle Yorkshire for working hard and achieving so much. You aspire to even be half the person they both are.
"Hey, (y/n)!" A voice rang out, interrupting you from your thoughts. "You look stressed out. Don't think too hard, or you'll end up as bald as Chairman!"
The laughing man before you was a fellow Hunter, though in a different field, Hanzo- an Information Hunter.
"I think you meant to say," you started to say, resting your chin on the back of your hand, smiling. "As bald as yourself." Hanzo glared at you playfully, annoyed by what you had said.
"Tsk, it's all because you and Chairman Netero are close!" He groaned, sitting beside you. "You're no fun!"
You smile wider, happy to see an old friend. Hanzo hasn't changed ever since the both of you met during your Hunter exam, him being an examiner. He takes notice of your smiling face, and grins in a child-like manner.
"So? What brings you to Yorknew?" You ask, curious by his sudden appearance.
"Oh, right, right." He pulls out a small envelope and hands it to you. "Looks like you're famous. Several other Hunters are searching for you."
You hesitantly take the envelope from him, and open it with haste. It revealed a three-page document. The only thing that piqued your interest was the bolded letters, your name and occupation.
"What do they want from me?" You ask yourself, Hanzo staring intently at you. You look back at him. "What?"
"Someone's watching you," he whispers, eyes turning into slits as he glances towards your left side. You look at the same direction, and see a playing card, lodged on a tree. You stand up, leaving the envelope and its contents with Hanzo, and walk towards the card.
"Wait, what are you doing?" Hanzo whisper-shouted, pleading you to come back and sit. Being the curious and stubborn person you are, you don't follow him, and take the card from the tree.
Queen of hearts.
"Weird.." You mutter, turning the card around, and finding nothing out of the ordinary. "How did you get here?"
You walk back towards Hanzo, who had a scowl on his face. He sighs tiredly, before standing.
"You better watch out, (y/n)," he says, stretching his arms out towards the sky. "The Joker's out to get you."
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You return back to your hotel room, the card in your jacket pocket. Once you entered your room, you gasp loudly at the sight.
There were cut-outs of clovers, spades, hearts, and diamonds littering the place. You pick one up, and studied it. You then got an idea.
"Gyo." You whisper, and transferred your nen to your eyes. You are shocked to see a purple string of nen attached to the cut-outs. You follow the strings and see that they lead towards the bathroom. You open it, and see a man with playing cards in his hands.
"Hm, I've been caught." He says with a playful smirk on his face. "Well, not that I intended to hide."
You were frozen in place, the sight of a man you didn't know with immense aura terrified you.
"Who are you..?" You ask weakly. The man's eyes widened for a moment, before relaxing and laughing at your expression.
"Why are you so stiff?" He asks with a laugh. "And I'm surprised you haven't heard about me." Then he turns his head to the side, and whispers, "But, I'm more surprised that you've forgotten about me."
Though, you pretend not to understand.
"S-Sorry?" You say in a questioning tone, hoping he'd clear up what he had said.
"Ah, it's nothing you should concern yourself with." He says, standing from where he sat. "Better duck."
"Wha-" Your eyes widens as he flicks his finger with the nen string back, and look behind you. All the cut-outs in your bedroom come flying towards you, and you dodge just in time before they could cut you.
"Oh," the man chuckles. "Good reflexes. Virus Hunters aren't that bad after all."
You click your tongue, annoyed at the wannabe in front of you.
"Are you trying to kill me!?" You shout, your irritation clear enough. "You psycho!"
"I did tell you to duck, though." He shrugs, yawning after. "Doesn't that mean I didn't want you dead?"
"You need to learn how to communicate better!" You sigh, exiting the bathroom, and sitting down on the bed. "You haven't answered me yet. Who are you?"
The man follows you, deep in thought, before he snaps his fingers.
"Ah, that's right. I'm Hisoka, a Hunter like you are." He introduces, bowing a little whilst a smirk spreads on his face. "And you are (y/n), the most sought after Virus Hunter as of today."
You blink, confused. "How did you..?"
"Didn't your 'friend' earlier say that the 'Joker' is out to get you?" Hisoka says with a smile. "You should be more aware, (y/n)."
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Woof. Hisoka is hot, excuse me while I fangirl. Also, the Hunters I mentioned are real Hunters in the anime, in case you were wondering. I probably won't be making OCs. Haha
This is for marshmallow_berry, whose Hisoka x Reader I am in love with. (Also because you are my type of person, hello.)
~Barkimedes 🐾
Edit 5/29/16: Checked for grammar and spelling errors. I've proofread this chapter. :D If you notice anything I haven't seen, please inform me. Thanks! ;)
