Twisted Perfection | Hisoka x Reader x Illumi

𝐕: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒘

Playlist Song #4:
Stay - Rihanna

𝑻𝑹𝑰𝑮𝑮𝑬𝑹 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮!
This chapter contains abusive rape, violence, torture, blood, murder, gore and death. If you aren't comfortable with any of these, then don't read or just skip the chapter. your mental health is more important than reading this story, reader-chan.

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Several acts were presented by different carnival performers to provide amusement to the audience. Some were funny, while some were intense! Juggling, ribbon-dancing, Lion tricks, magic tricks, the lot. Everything was bursting with fine colors accompanied with the merry smiles of the performers that Y/n couldn't help but admire and enjoy.

While clapping her hands from the performer's act, a sudden, short man with eyes holding their own dullness and intimidating appearance walked to where the female announcer once was as he gripped on the mic. Stopping on his course, the male then faced the noisy audience; eyes sending flying daggers to each person that made contact with his black orbs. Y/n narrowed her eyes as she observed his vigorous features and the terrorizing aura that he gave off. Her breath couldn't help but hitch as her e/c orbs unexpectedly met with his devilish ones. It was a short stare, but somehow, it felt like forever.

She let out a low cough as she broke the stare, only to receive a smirk from the male. "Alright, keep it down as we prepare for the final act." He started, his other hand inside his red coat's side pocket. As if obedient pets, the audience's clammor died down.

"Good.. now, please welcome, our most talented magician for tonight's event.. Hisoka!"

The performers from the side of the curtains looked at each other in confusion, bewilderment plastered on their painted faces. "Hisoka?" "Who's that?" "Master! Do we have someone like that in our circus??" Y/n could perfectly hear the staff ask as the people around her started to whisper and ask others if they knew of the said performer.

Just as the audience and staff started to make a commotion, the sound of the familiar clicking of heels echoed throughout the faint walls of the gigantic tent. Y/n's eyes slowly widened as he walked into the luminosity that the spotlight emitted. There it was once again.. the sudden petrifying sensation of the same oddity that the event held.

'This is bad..'

The female watched as he stopped on his tracks by the middle, oddly, the sides of the stage died down from their constant questioning and racket. But she didn't bother to even care anymore, all she wanted was to get away as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary occurrences. A pair of golden orbs scanned the audience seeping with unalloyed silence and bewilderment of the quirky male standing before them, only to garner a devious smirk the moment he laid his vision to a certain woman he was expecting.

"Such a good girl~ ♡"

The jester let out an amused chuckle before extending his arms out, "Ladies and Gentlemen.. Let the show begin~!"

Just as Y/n heard the loud cheering of the people with pure excitement, she abruptly tried to stand up, but to no avail. She felt stuck. Frozen, as if her body went stiff. She tried to shake her arms off, but a hard force seemed to hinder her movements. Just then, the male's eerie smirk widened at her expected attempt on running away.

Thump, thump, thump..

The sound of heavy footsteps entered the stage and appeared behind the red-haired male. 3 long, narrow marks were lined on his forehead, like as if scratch marks from a certain creature's sharp claws, with 1 more across his nose and another 1 on his left cheek. The 3 stitched skin by his chin and the sides of his lips gave him more of that frightening appearance, not to mention his voluminous, sturdy physical form and elongated ear lobes accessorized with golden hoops.