Do. Your. Worst! »Feitan Portor«

Method 4 - Auction And Target

A/n: Several POV changes

"Here, Killua." I grabbed a spare key card I had found in the room and handed it to him.

"What's this for?" he asked.

"It a key card, Killua. A key card to this room. You are Gon can stay here whenever you need to. I don't care what you do." I picked up my bag and threw my jacket over my shoulders.

"Where are you going?"

"I have a job to do." I grinned at him before leaving him and Gon alone.

Third person: Following Killua

Killua slipped the square of plastic into his pocket and made his way back to Gon - who was munching on some toast, scanning the Tv channels. "Hey Killua, Y/n! Come check this out!" Gon turned his head towards Killua and realised there was no Y/n in sight.

"where's Y/n?" he titled his head to the side quizzically.

"She was here to do a job Gon, she'll be back later ...probably..." the last part he spoke, barely a whisper. Somehow though, Gon had still managed to hear him.

"What do you mean by probably..?" dark thoughts had crossed both of their minds. What if she doesn't make it? What if she fails the mission? What if-

Killua flashed Gon a lop-sided grin. "Don't worry about it. She is a trained assassin after all."

Gon had an uneasy look, but it washed away once he noticed a heavens area fight appear on the Tv; All the negative thoughts he had were gone.

Killua on the other hand, still had a gut feeling something was going to go wrong. I have to be strong. He stole a small glance at the black-haired boy beside him, Strong for Gon...

Following Y/n

It was dark out. The there was a crescent moon in the sky surrounded by thousands of stars and blinking lights. Most likely aircrafts. The underground auction was taking place in about forty-five minutes so there was more than enough time to get set up.

Inside of Y/n's bag was different types of weapons, a scoped sniper, duel pistols, a vast selection of knives and a few yellow pins she had stolen from her "dearest" brother, Illumi. Of course she had extra items in case the situation got out of hand but she wouldn't need to use those.

As she walked to where the auction was, she took in her surroundings, noting all escapes and secret pathways. Along with the dark sketchy alleys she should probably stay clear of.

Once she arrived at the building, she felt eyes piecing into her back. Y/n glanced behind her and spotted a blonde, feminine looking boy in tribal clothes and a smaller girl with big eyes and grey hair. She sent them both a cheeky wink and entered the building.

Following Kurapika

Kurapika let his arms droop, how had this girl seen him? If she noticed him, would the troupe? Maybe she is part of the troupe? His eyes flashed scarlet at the last thought. "Kurapika? Are you okay, your heartbeat is uneven."

"I'm just fine Melody." Melody looked to where the black and white haired girl had just stood.

"Her foot-steps are silent and her heartbeat is irregular... it's so slow almost like she's concealing it. I can't even feel any energy coming off of her. I can hardly even detect her... I don't like the noise Kurapika... The empty noise is- is..." a tear dropped slowly down her cheek and hit the floor.