Psychotic Protection (Hisoka X OC)

The Attack

I woke up in a cold sweet. Why was I suddenly so nervous? The hair on the back on my neck stood at attention. Somethings wrong, I could feel it. I briefly wondered if it was Hisoka in trouble but after giving it some thought I ruled it out, no this was something that would be worse.

I kicked the covers off myself and got up feeling like a caged tiger with nothing else to do but pace inside it's cage. I decided to read some more to take my mind off this feeling of dread. After an hour Hisoka came in with breakfast wearing his usual smirk.

"Hey, have any fun?" I asked getting off the bed

"No, just went down to get something for breakfast." He said handing me my plate. 'Lies!' I thought immediately surprising myself. I nodded and picked at my food unable to actually eat cause of my stomach doing flip flops.

"Oh, guess there was a really long line then? Sorry for that. I'll go get lunch, okay?" I said.

"That's fine." He said dismissively. Why did I feel like this man had a card up his sleeve? Well, he in all reality did but that's not what I was meaning. We carried out with our day normally. By the time lunch rolled around I was getting very nervous. "Are you going to go get something for us? I have a match in a few hours you know?" He said.

"Oh yeah? Well want to go down together then? You know, to warm up for your match." I said.

"No." He said causing my stomach to drop. He didn't take my offer like I was hoping he would. I didn't feel safe being away from him despite that fact that he's the one that is making me feel so shaky. I sighed heavily at my conflicting urges and sucked it up. I walked down the alleys like always. About half way through I slapped away something that was flying straight at me. More flew at me scaring the shit out of me.

"Hello?" I asked looking all around but I didn't see anything. I gasped jumping to the side narrowly escape a person with long hair. When the person rounded back on me I realized that it was Illumi, Hisoka's closest thing to a friend. "Illumi? What the actual fuck?" I yelled surprise and fear turning to anger zero to sixty in three point five.

"It's not personal." He said.

"Oh no..." I gasped before speeding away with a elite assassin. I continued swatting away needles while speeding away. It was like a flash back to when me and Hisoka were on Zeil Island, only now I could us Nen. It's amazing how a little Nen goes a long way!

I jumped on top of a passing train and ran towards its back till i was able to jump onto another passing train. Once again I jumped off and hit the pavement running. It took me all day to feel like I was able to escape Illumi yet I kept on going till I had landed myself in my old streets.

I sought out Jobe and when I did I told him of me being attacked. He hid me in an old abandoned shop on the outskirts of town. For a few days I laid low. During my time in the safe house I helped the others there with daily duties and such. It was the only way to keep what was happening on my mind.

My phone was taken by TinTin to rip apart and make sure there was no sort of tracker on it. It was given back very shortly after being moved to the safe house. Hisoka didn't even text or call for the first few days. It actually hurt that he did and when I asked Jobe why would it? He said it was because I was upset that he didn't care about me like I did him. It was the final straw the broke the camels back.

All this time I was building myself up from a shy meek little girl into my personal hero and now, it's all being flushed down the toilet. It felt like ever little thing in my life came crashing down on my shoulder's and it was crippling. I tried chasing it way with work but it wouldn't go away.

"Jobe." I said tapping him on the shoulder weakly.

"Yes?" He said looking over his shoulder at me then patted the turned over tin ben beside him. I sat down and watched him as he tried sewing a hole that had appeared in his sock.

"I......I want to fly again, to Horn Island. I'm so vey grateful for all you and the family has done. I really am, but I feel so lost right now and that island has been on my mind for awhile now. I think I can find peace of mind there." I said shyly. I really didn't want to offend him in any way.

"That place where I had to watch you cry, scream and beg not to be killed, tortured and raped? You think you can find peace of mind there?" He asked narrowing his eyes at me.

"I know why you would be so concerned for me, but I really do want to go back. I made a promise to myself that I would go back. Look if you don't want to fly me then I'll find another way." I sighed getting up.

"Hey now, I'll take you there but we got to make sure you've got the necessary tools to survive there. Let's see here, still have your canteen. So you'll need a blade, a few feet of rope, some flint, a few food items, some sanitary things and a sleeping bag. We can just give these things to you. You've still got money right?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'll be more then happy to buy everything off you guys. If I didn't have money I wouldn't be even asking for you to fly me." I said.

"Great, well set off tomorrow! I'll bring Ponyo with us! She's been dying to fly ever since she heard about it." He said getting off the milk crate he was on.

"What happened to objecting? You sure changed your tune quickly." I grumbled following him.

"Well I know you, you'll really find another way to get there and that means I would of lost a chance to actually fly again." He said.

"Of course that would be the reason." I rolled my eyes.

"Don't get me wrong Liz, I'm still very disapproving of this but I'm not one to hold you back. I never could and when I tried you always proved to be made of stronger stuff then previously believed. This way I'll know you made it to the island safe at the least." He said seriously.

"Thank you Jobe, it means so much to me." I said.

"It's what a street father does. Come on, we've got things to do and a little girl to track down."