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Words to Say

Normal POV
"I'm sorry" His dead eyes scanned the tombstones and suddenly he had the overwhelming urge to burn the bodies so they wouldn't give him so many nightmares. He sighed, white puffs of smoke escaping from in between his lips, yet he never felt the cold. It was like his body and soul are detached, his body still going even though his soul is dead.

He heard footsteps approaching him yet didn't acknowledge them at all, never removing his gaze from the tombstones. "I knew you'd be here" he heard Hisoka's teasing voice and his body flinched in reflex, his soul numb to it all. "Oh great. Never thought anyone would find me here" he mustered with the greatest sarcasm he was capable of. "Hm. Well being like that isn't going to help you know. A war is coming. And people will die. Again"
He turned and faced the clown who lived for nothing other than bloodshed and games. Hisoka reveled in it. He enjoyed setting up the contestants and watching them destroy each other. Ging thought it was troublesome. "I know. And this is karma coming to bite me in the ass. I will accept it however it comes to me" Ging said with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. Hisoka smiled with mirth. His pleasure written all over his face. "Oh Ging. Everyone knows the kind of person you are. We only strike the heart. Since knew we each other for a while... Consider this a favor. Anyway good day Ging"
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She woke up to fingers in her hair, caressing her with a fondness that brought tears to her eyes. The fingers were gentle, tips caressing her scalp with a unconscious gentleness. She leaned into the touch, yearning for that warmth and comfort. "This is nice" the voice drones out causing her to lift her head and meet with Sienna's black eyes, tips crinkling at the end, happiness in the small curve of her lips. Yes. This was nice. It was nice to be loved and cherished this way. She smiled leaning against her soft hands. It was hard to believe that someone so kind was capable of murder. Sienna's fingers stilled suddenly and slowly pulled away. "They found missing pages in your mom's diary. Someone must have torn out something important from it. But Leorio is saying whoever tore it must have left the rest of the info to you to make a choice"
"Do you think I made a right choice?" Sienna smiled the biggest broadest smile. "Of course. You were willing to sacrifice something so huge... I'm proud" Lynn gave her a sad smile, catching hold of her wrist and playing with her fingers, dragging out this peacefulness as long as it last. "What will I do after this then? Scarlet enterprises would definitely be gone when all this is over..."
"You can make your mom's dream come true then. Scarlet Enterprises is not your mother's ideal company. She wanted her company to help people. She had pure intentions. But somewhere along the way it became twisted. Maybe you can make that dream come true?" Lynn dropped Sienna's fingers in the mattress and nodded to myself, groggily sitting up on the bed. "Hmm... Maybe.. But Kurapika probably hates me for my choice" Her smile faltering. "Lynn.. It's not like that. Kurapika was... He just needs time to come to terms with it. He was as passionate about The company as your father was. He felt like he owed them something. Now he just feels like he let them down in some way. Don't worry. He'll come around" Lynn nodded absentmindedly. "Ok. I'm gonna go take a shower. I need good food when I come back!!"
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Kurapika stood on the rooftop of Scarlet scanning the city below with a hawk eye. His blond hastily chopped hair flew in the breeze, his features anything but relaxed. He bit his lip, feeling the metallic taste flood into his mouth. He dug his hands into his pockets when he felt almost nauseous. Everything was moving to fast. He was letting everything slip between his fingers. He clenched his fists in frustration staring at the Zoaldick building. Anger burned at the pits of his stomach as he felt an overflowing need to crush them with his own hands. They were always the ones ruining everything for them. He knew that much. Just going back to the day they were killed makes him fill up with dread. He doesn't want anyone to get hurt. He really doesn't. But now...
Just when horrendous thoughts popped into his head the phone rang. He picked it up, annoyance spiking off his entire being. "Yes? What is it?"
"Not even bothering yourself with greetings now days huh?"
Kurapika's blood ran cold.