Two Worlds: One Fate [Killua x Reader]

99: The Fated Sequel

Third Person's P.O.V
"Andrew was it? Please concentrate and allow me to scoop details about him." X grasped (Y/n)'s hand, exploring her mind.

"Alright.." She thought about her brother, and just like the responsible, elder sister she is, she always viewed her younger sibling softer than herself.

He may be crude, but for her, he's just a little kid.

A minute snapped by before she releases the contact with (Y/n).

"Prepare yourselves.." X cocked up her head, immediately transporting them out, except Lucas.

—

The grubby brawl was still going in the particular warehouse....

And when three certain people suddenly emerged in the middle of conflict, each individual battles ceased momentarily.

They were just in time.

"If you still want to live, don't bother touching him." Killua saves Andrew from a hopeless pinch. "Blame yourselves for being unlucky, he's my brother-in-law." He added, startling bunch of wanna be delinquents.

The youngster was about to get shot and hit within different angles but the silverette prevented it as he stole their weapons in a blink.

"K-killua.." The raven-haired male sprung up. "It was Lucas! We need to save (Y/n)!—"

"Andrew." His sister called, smacking his head.

"Dumbass!! What the hell is this?! This isn't just a typical teenager fist fight! Look at you.. Are you planning to die?!" She was in the verge of tears whilst scolding the brat that does nothing but annoy her. "Never involve yourself in a skirmish like this again!!"

"You can nag me all you want... just for now..." He sighed in relief, falling in her arms. "I'm glad... I'm really glad you're alive, weeb."

"Who the fuck are you people?" Thugs yapped.

"She really is a witch! Popping in like a ghost. Get the freak outta here!!"

"Who the fuck cares? Let's smash their skulls too!!"

One dirty statement followed after another..

"Tch. Don't start barking, you fucking amateurs." Killua snarled at the gangsters.

"Hey. What's this bitch doing here? Did Lucas messed up? Well, it had nothing to do with us anymore... But we need to finish what these bastards started."

"Are you the leader?"

"Leader? I'm just called boss." He pulls up his messy, brown-hair, smirking. "You're a foreigner ain't ya? Wanna square up? You handsome albino."

"You'll be dead, trust me." Killua's sharp and violent malice scattered in the air, giving them a deep fright and insane intimidation.

Normals are hopelessly weak against this hunter's unique force— Nen.