The Runner (Feitan x Reader)

Chapter 8

Not that I'm complaining but it was really hot. I'll do anything for a cold drink. I think Melody noticed this because she gave me a bottle of cold water.

"Thanks." I smiled and she return it.

The lunch soon came and I immediately, but lady-like, ate what was on my tray. Which was stake with gravy, peas and a burger.

"I've never seen a girl eat like that before." Killua commented while he was taking his seat across the table of where I was sitting.

I gave him a slight glare then rolled my eyes.

"At least I'm not old." I fired back and he flinch.

"I am not bloody old!"

"Oh yeah? Then why do you have white hair then? Nyeh!" I stick my tongue out and I could see that he was thinking of a combat, but then sigh in defeat.

"I'll let you go this time since you're a girl."

"What's the connection on that?"

"Beats me." He shrug.

"Mind if I join you?" A girl ask.

"Sure Canary." Killua answered.

"Where's Leorio and Kurapika?" I ask.

I already know where Gon was.

"Kurapika is the Keeper of the Librarian so he would be in the Library and Leorio is in charge of the Med-Jacks today since Pitou is in the maze. Kurapika don't really go to lunch when he's busy and Leorio don't go to lunch when Pitou is in the maze. He's always the one who's in charge when Pitou isn't around." He answered.

"And he brag about being in charge buuuuut I throw it at his face that I'm 2nd Command in Leader and that Pitou was better than him. Hahaha." Killua brag and I laugh at his childish reaction.

When the lunch finished, we all returned to our assigned job. Being a Track-Hoes is fine, but my aim is to be a Runner and in order to do that, I must be good at being Med-Jacks. But there's this feeling that being a Med-Jacks isn't the only requirements for being a Runner.

They're hiding something.

At the end of the day, I had a shower and went to dinner, talk to Killua, Kurapika, Leorio and Bisky. I didn't saw the raven-haired guy Feitan tonight but why should I care? After dinner, I went to my hut and laid down on my bed, starring up the ceiling.

It's the second day and I haven't been able to remember my name. I wonder why?

Maybe because they hate you

I looked around to search for the voice but no one was there. I laid back down again and think that it was because I was tired.

It's not because you're tired, it's because you could really hear me

I looked around again for the owner of the voice, but there was no one

Bastard! You could hear me in your thoughts so stop looking for me!

Hear you in my mind? How is that possible?

Ever heard of telepathy?

I did but I didn't know it could be possible

Well, are you that dumb not to know that it's possible now? 

Why are you so angry?

Because you're dumb to realize that

Who are you anyway?

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