Psychotic Protection (Hisoka X OC)

House of A Thousand Corpse

I blinked, once, twice, three times to see if she would just disappear. She lifted her hand out for me to take dispite being several yards away. I took a step towards her hesitate at first but when she smiled I found myself going faster and faster. Hope and joy bloomed in my chest just enough so that I could bare the weight of all my turmoil. She waved me towards her still smiling and turned around.

"MOM! WAIT MOM PLEASE!" I called out giving chase to her. Where was she leading me? How did she get here? These questions were all spinning round and round in my head. I followed her until we reached a run down house. The swamp had made it impossible to go by foot for at least a mile. Mom stood on the porch smiling and opened up the door. "Mom, how'd you get here?" I asked her.

"We ran here silly, remember?" She chuckled walking into the house. I lifted myself over a mirky pond and wrinkled my nose. This place reaked a stench most foul. It took a lot for me to be able to stop myself from dry heaving. I followed her inside the house but noticed that she had disappeared. The door slammed closed and a woman appeared before me.

She had short wavy light pink hair, dark pink eyes lined with thick eyelashes and wore a pink shirt that flared out like a skirt would but ended just below her belly button. She wore black shorts and didn't have any shoes on but the most important thing about her was her horns, they were double pointed. She only had two vectors but I couldn't see the ends of them for they were behind me.

"Wow, you even more amazing seeing you with the eyes of the flesh. I've never played with a live one before! This is going to be so much fun!" She cooed happily before something entered my core causing me to black out. "Wake up!" A high pitched voice called to me. I groaned and tried to move only to find that I couldn't. My eyes shot open and scanned the room in a panic.

What I saw made my stomach flop so hard that with the combined smell and the sudden realization as to where it was coming from made me puke. I spewed everything that had been in my stomach, which was basically water, and had the pleasure of some of it coming out my nose. Bodies, all rotting and in different conditions of mutation were scattered around me. Some in piles, other's almost pinned up like some sick and twisted art exibite.

"What the fuck?" I groaned trying to move my body.

"Guess your mother was right, you don't know squat about yourself." The woman smiled down at me.

"How the fuck do you know my mom? Where is she?" I demanded trying hard to breath from my mouth to escape the smell.

"Oh dear this might be upsetting for you to hear. Oh well, might as well rip it off like a bandaid then." She mused tapping her chin. A vector of hers started moving towards us and soon my mother had phased through a wall into my view. She was still and looked down the whole time with a blank expression. This womans vector, it was unlike all that I have seen. The palm was one and a half the size of mine with an eye in the middle. The fingers super long and snaky, they drooped down and curled around my moms wrists and ankles while the fifth finger must of been inside her back. The vector was incredibly faint and my mother was....tangible it looked like.

"What are you?" I asked following the arm of her other vector behind me. I couldn't see it but once I looked back I knew it was behind me pressing into my core. I could now feel five places that had something that felt like those fingers of hers.

"I'm a Diclonius just like you only, you see it's like I'm a whole new breed. You and I, we're so simular but different at the same time. For instance, you wouldn't be shunned and left to die by our people. Me on the other hand, I would be feed to the wogons at birth if they could find a way to tell weither or not a Diclonius would grow up into a stagg or not. Since there is no way for that they just take us by boat and drop up in the middle of the ocean to die. They didn't want to get our blood on there precious privileged hands!" She said with a huge grin on her face giggling.

"Woah, slow it down there. Your....a Diclonius. That's.......ha! If I wasn't unable to move and surrounded with dead bodies I would be squeezing the air out of you in a hug." I said looking at her in a new light yet still my questions buzzed around in my head.....and nose.

"Awe.....how touching, not. Your all the same." She mocked.

"I'm not the same as our clan sister's before us......I was raised in the shadows of the rest of the world. I'm still learning new things about myself evey now and then." I said pleading with her.

"Oh really? Poor you, I did it since I was five years old! One of he last memories of my mom is seeing her being tossed over board! After that I was thrown from home to home each worst then the last! Then, I grew these fucking horns and the two shadow hands! Instantly I was shunned from everyone untill I found this swamp and my dearest Aunt Madison. She showed me herself and all her memories about who were and what you were." She screamed losing her smirk.

"HOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL? My mom was killed when I was eight years old! My father at eighteen, he didn't know anything about what I was specifically! Mom didn't really explain anything whenever she was alive! I had the man who's mother almost whipped our kind out coming for me! I witnessed it all through the eyes of our clan sisters! I too had to have someone else show me what I was!" I tried to reason.

"Father? Haha! My father was killed for bonding with my mother! At least you were not only accepted into the clan but you were given the right to become All Mother!" She scoffed breathing heavily as she picked up a knife from the counter. She stomped over to me and slashed my thights. "I'M GONNA MAKE YOU FEEL THE PAIN THAT US STAGGS HAVE LIVED WITH FOR SEVERAL GENERATIONS!" She yelled out. As i let out a painful scream. She slashed me across the face getting my cheek and part of my nose. I screamed having nothing else to do besides that.