Who do you choose? Gon x Killua x Kurapika x Reader

Kurapika

Your pov

Everything hurt. Nothing but pain flowed my body.

Why...

Why did this have to happen??

I miss them...

I thought as I laid on the floor. Uncuffed, weak, and useless.

I curled up into a ball and began to sob into my knees. Hiccups and cries for help were the only noises in the silent and dark room.

My clothes were ripped and torn. Pieces of my once favorite shirt now scattered around the room.

Kurapika...

I thought. I recalled that he wasn't with us when we were captured. He's going to worry. He's going to look for us.

He might get captured too...

I couldn't let that happen. But at the same time, I wanted Gon and Killua to be safe.

I knew I was stronger than them.

But they knew that the people that captured us were stronger than me.

I couldn't bare the thought of the torture they'll go through if they aren't rescued.

"somebody... help.... please..."

I was only able to let out those few words before I began to completely break down.

"HELP! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME? I'LL GIVE IT TO YOU! JUST LET THEM GO!!!" I screamed into nothing.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT??" I yelled once more.

Then, the door swung open aggressively and the person I wanted to see the least entered the room.

"Hello again y/n. It's been a while..." My brother called out to me. (Sorry if you don't have a brother. And just to clarify, your brother was NOT your master! That's just weird and gross...)

"Go to hell you fucking bastard." You spat at him.

"Watch your language missy. I think we both know who's in the most power at this moment." He chuckled evilly.

I remembered Gon and Killua and how everything I do can affect them.

"no..." I said as I gave up. Putting those two in danger is the last thing I'd want to do.

"Good girl. Now. I'll get you some food. Bye-byeeee."

I need to get out of here.

Kurapika's pov

"Y/n! Gon! Tiny bastard! Where are you guys?" I shouted.

"Tch. This place is so full. I'll never find them here." I said to myself.

I walked around the marketplace some more only to be stopped by a sudden thought in my head.

"They have phones! I'll just call them!" I said happily, relieved that there was another solution rather than just walking around aimlessly.

I took out my phone and dialed y/n's number.

Ring, ringgggg

"Hi!" Y/n said enthusiastically.