Psychotic Protection (Hisoka X OC)

Zeil Island

The tricky tower. We had 72 hours to get to the bottom of this tower. I sighed entering into its dimly lit pathways. Avoiding traps set to kill or seriously injure those who were unlucky to set them off. At first they where only here and there but as I kept setting them off and surviving unharmed it seemed that more and more appeared. "Oh me, seems like someone's becoming rather upset with me." I said looking around to see if I could find a camera. A giant axe came straight for my head but was stopped half way by my shadow hand. "Geez.....upset was used lightly. Perhaps I was mistaken?" I blinked at the sharpened edge. I found myself walking and walking, then resting before walking some more avoiding traps. Eventually I found a place where a woman was waiting for me in hand cuffs.

"Hello there, they say your real good at avoiding traps. Well, thisis no trap. In order to pass you must defeat me, the doors won't open unless you do." She said. The only thing I noticed of significance was that her clothes were in better condition then mine was, and she was a prisoner! She charged at me aiming to punch me in the face. Quickly, I dodged her attack then the next one. Since she was human and I didn't want to kill her I couldn't use my vectors. It was a rule I had made myself to keep my secret safe and to train myself. I wouldn't be strong if all I relied on was my shadow hands. That ment I wouldn't use them to dodge her attacks either. It was a inconvenience to myself that required self control. No matter how much she hit me, I wouldn't allow myself to give in and cheat on my training. I was sent flying across the room as the woman laughed at me. I slid down the wall groaning out loud. 'Why didn't I get a weapon? Other people have them!' I cursed then reprimanded myself for wanting to use a weapon as a crutch. I knew that even those with weapons only used them when being serious. This was a simple knock out fight.

I got up and charged her faking left and going right landing a blow that startled her to the point she went down. I quickly got onto her and rained punch after punch untill she was out cold. I heaved from the effort of holding her down and hitting her. I got up and the door opened on the otherside allowing me entrance.

"Applicant number 176 third to finish." A voice said as I walked out to see Number 44 and the contestant with the pins in his face.

"Wow, didn't expect to be third place." I said aloud out of surprise then frown. "I used shadow hand too much. I can't be too happy about this." I scolded myself sitting down to watch 44 build card towers. Of course I took my chance to fall asleep but ended up waking up every single time someone walked in. Irritating, I think yes! It was when the clock said that we had 48 hours left that I was reminded that I didn't bring shit with me to eat....save for a muffin. I caved in and ate it when we had 40 hours left and washed it down with a swig from my canteen. I really should of taken more from that fucking blimp. I yawned staring at the clock and put in my headphones. Maybe a little steady sleep would do me some good? Well, ended up waking up again when the clock was at 17 hours. I groaned and curled up on the floor forcing myself back to bed. I woke up again when it was down to nine and decided that sleeping was no longer an option for me. I pulled off my headphones and hooked them into my bra and turned up the music so that I could still hear it. Unfortunately so could the others.

"Do you have to have that shit so everyone else can hear it?" A guy asked clearly annoyed.

" I don't but it's better then silence, ne?" I shoot right back not in the bests of moods.

"I prefer silence over that crap any day." He hissed.

"Then shove a really long stick in both ears and destroy your eardrums cause it's staying." I said lazily cracking my fingers. By now we had the ears of most of the people here. Was I trying to show off? No that would progress to quickly and then someone too tough might come after me too early, I didn't have a death wish.