You Will Always be my Friend (A HunterxHunter Fanfic Book 3)

Chapter - 3

Another filler chap... srry i promise its gonna get good! ^__^

 He pulls the staff away from her chest. “Oh, you see now she dead. This your fault.” He tells me.

I am shaking so hard and my throat is so tight that it hurts to speak. I begin to black out the way I was earlier. I can feel something pushing its way out of me, like its beating on the door in my head trying to take over me. My face is soaked in tears and my nose is dripping as I speak. “Aunt Mito… Aunt Mito wake up. You have to get up!” I cry to her. “No Aunt Mito!!” I scream. I begin to pull on the chains around so hard that my wounds begin to open again. “Aunt Mito please wake up, you have to!’ I continue to plead.

“Hey Boss!” Feitan holler out the door. I few seconds later Chrollo is standing in the door way. “Without her I get nothing from him, I need her alive.” He tells him.

“Very well.” He says calmly. He conjures his book and flips through the pages. Then he pauses, raises his hand, and takes a deep breath. “Heavens Light.” He says. A large amount of aura is emitted from his hand and infuses into Mito body. The scorch mark on her chest begins to fade. Then her eyes opens and she takes a gasp of air. 

“Aunt Mito!” I call to her. She coughs a few times and looks around like maybe she can’t see very well. She turns around as far as she can and throws up. I quickly turn away, there is no reason for me to see her that way I know she wouldn’t like it. Aside from that I am still nauseous from my earlier ordeal.

“That better.” Feitan says. “Now you close his wounds that make easier for what I do next.”

“Of course.” Chrollo replies. He raises his hand again, “Heavens Light.” He repeats. My wounds are obviously still there, I can still feel the bones are broken and the skin is tight were the wounds were. He literally only closed them up to stop the bleeding.

“Thanks.” Feitan says again. “I take it from here.”

“If you don’t mind I think I will stay and watch. You know I enjoy seeing you work you magic.” Chrollo says.

“Of course.” Feitan replies, then he turn his attention back to Aunt Mito. “Now he suffer and you watch.” He tells her. ‘Crap!’ I think. ‘I can obviously endure torture, no problem, but she may not be able to the same. Saying what I said might have been a mistake. Calling her Aunt Mito already has her in an emotional state, I don’t know if she can stop herself from giving them whatever info they ask.’

He strolls casually over to me, he has nothing in his hands, but his smile tells me he has something in mind. ‘It doesn’t matter what they do, you have been trained for torture all your life.’ I remind myself. ‘Even if you are weak enough to let the pain get to you there is no reason to worry because she knows nothing of consequence.’ Feitan reaches above his head and yanks a chain that laxes the chain around my hands and lower me to the ground. Though I am still bound at least now I can take the pressure off my wrists and sit on my knees instead.

“Now Woman, answer questions.” He tells her. “Where is chain dude right now?” I look at her, telling her to stay quiet, and she doesn’t answer. The pain of his technique is far worse than the pain I experienced when I came into contact with the Poush. Plant, though he hit in one spot, the pain stabbed all over my body. I unwillingly allow a cry of pain to escape my lips. As soon as he pulls back I shoot Aunt Mito a look, repeating my earlier command.

“I don’t know.” She whispers. He shoves his hand into my back again, deeper this time. Tears roll down my face and I cry out again. I am trying hard not to but the pain is so intense. She turns away and takes a deep breath like she is trying to not throw up again.