My last fight was in thirty minutes and I was quivering with anticipation. I knew Mar was going to be watching me and if I made the fight bloody enough he won't be able to keep his hands off me. Woah, back up just a second. Am I really about to take a life just so that my protector will fuck me? When did my life and morals become so fucked up? Let's see here.......it was that year on the island. Yep, I'm blaming Alessa and all the other people urging me to kill all those who came close to the island. Once you've killed a few people it gets easier, geez I'm so disturbed by myself.
I walked out on to the ring and waved to the crowd of people. My opponent was some old man. I guess he didn't have much longer to live anyways. I mean with the amount of wrinkles he's sporting he's got to be prehistoric. How the heck is he even standing without a rocker? Shouldn't he be suffering from dementia or something. I'm thinking too much now.
The match started and I summoned my Nen barbed wires. It took the form of a traditional serpent dragon. This way I could make it fly and it was very movible. I didn't need to make it look like a dragon but it helped me and it was cool. I had the dragon pounce on the man but the old geezer was faster then he looked. Turns out he specialized in speed. Figures I get the one elder who was not only faster then a turtle, but faster than a rabbit too.
I sighed heavily and casted out my vectors around the arena so that eventually he would just run into it. Thankfully he did and when I had a hold on him I sent the barbed wires at him. They ripped through his stomach tearing into his intestines. His eyes had buldged as his mouth opened in a silent scream. The crowd was silent for a split second before erupting into a full out roar. I left the arena happy that I had saved myself from getting my clothes dirty.
I waited in the lounge room for Mar to show up for thirty minutes before getting out to look for him. First I checked his room but when he wasn't there I went down to the cafeteria. I started to worry when he wasn't ther either. Then, I started to feel that there was something horribly worng. I followed my senses to the other locker room. As I neared loud noises caused me to run faster and burst through the door.
I paused and watched as a slightly bruised Hisoka went in for the kill of a very loopy bleeding Mar. I pounced on Hisoka and began wailing on him. "Why! Can't you just leave me the fuck alone! I've had enough bullshit in my life! I don't need your back stabbing psychotic ass adding to it!" I screamed before I was suddenly flung up onto the ceiling where I stayed. The bastard had attached his fucking Bundge Gum to my back.
"Such hurtful words. You no one would ever know of that kiss we shared on the bus. It must have not ment much to you." He said looking up at me with a knowing smirk.
"Pfffff! As if it would! We were just playing the part." I said with a poker face even though my gut felt like it had just been kicked. I pried myself off the wall and cut through his Nen with my barbed wires.
"Woah, you two kissed? Man this makes me the rebound protector."
"It would seem so." Hisoka said setting his sights on Mar.
"Oh hell no!" I yelled slapping Hisoka so hard he went through the wall. I got down from the ceiling and grabbed Mar. "You know this relationship is feeling more and more backwards by the minute." I said glaring at Mar.
"What can I say? I like getting my ass kicked." He shrugged.
"You also like spilling blood! Geez, next time you see Hisoka just stay away from him, you're no match." I scolded as we got on the elevator. The air suddenly became cold and filled with tension.
"Liz, don't tell me who is or isn't my match again." Mar whispered darkly into my ear. When the door opened for our floor he roughly bumped my shoulder and stormed off. I went to the room and took a shower while I waited for Mar to get back. When he finally did he was still covered in blood. I cleaned him up a bit and made a mental note to watch him carefully for the next few days cause he really need some rest from all this fighting. We then packed up our things and left the Arena.
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Psychotic Protection (Hisoka X OC)
FanfictionHer name was Liz and she was classified as a monster despite both her and her parents never harming a fly, even when it ment in self defense. This coasts her mother her life then eventually her father leaving a scared 18 year old to wonder from city...