Hiraethヒラエス(Chrollo X Kurapika)

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Chrollo's Perspective~

     I walk out of the door, to be greeted by the faces of the members. It became clear that they'd been patiently awaiting my return from the interrogation room. I wiped the remaining amount of saliva that lingered on my face, flicking my hand, making it splash to the ground. The interaction went nothing more than expected; it wasn't in any way unusual.

"Boss, how did it go?" Feitan asked monotonously, his speech was assured, yet phlegmatic. I suppose he inquired since he's the interrogator, specializing in torture. It was pleasurable for Feitan. He'd known I'd send him first to make the Chain User crack- then switching between the remainder of our Troupe, taking turns to break him. In a way, to also get back at him for killing the other Spider' s-. I need him to know that messing with us serves consequences; usually, he would be plagued by death, yet for some reason, I don't want Kurapika dead. I look down to the shorter male, the others study their eyes onto my face, attentively listening as I speak.

"As expected." I turned my head to the side, as a flashback sought through while I replied to the members who appeared eager to know; nonetheless, it was more so of them awaiting an order- which was to kill him, or so they'd like to think.

"Join me."

The chain user's eyes widened in disbelief at what I asked him. I could tell that I infuriated him. Already knowing he'd respond like this, I plant the thought into his head because I want him aware that this is what I plan. Almost like teasing him, saying, "I'm gonna win, and you'll be mine." indirectly.

'He will join me.' I thought to myself. I didn't know why I'd want him to, surely it'd come through to me, but with the fortune- it only made logical sense.

I don't know what it is about him; he excites me.

Kurapika spat onto my face, and with that, I accepted my answer and took my leave.

"Excites me..."

"He just excites me.."

I come back to reality from the flashback that vacated the open spot of my intellect.

"So, not good?" Shalnark shook his head disapprovingly, closing his eyes. He seemed disappointed that Kurapika didn't take the opportunity, rather than being my fault for not recruiting him. "Aww," The blonde male made a small pouty face before returning to his baseline, "We could use some more members around here." He poked his pointer finger to the air as if saying he evaluated it out to be a good idea.

"I doubt the chain user would want to join us." Machi rolled her eyes in disdain, her tone was icy, and expressed a tense aura of hatred towards the male who's chained up in the room beside us. Her arms splayed crossed. It was clear she was displeased and repudiated against him; I don't blame her for holding a grudge; the Chain user did slaughter almost every member of the Phantom Troupe, she had every right to be enraged. The taller blonde nodded with Machi in an agreeing way.

I could pick up that Machi's deeply vexed with this situation, despite this, knowing her, for my sake she'd give in and accept him becoming a member- while still feeling revulsion towards Kurapika.

Machi appears with a cold exterior, holding no expression; nevertheless, she's one of the most kind of our members, even mourning the death of the fallen spiders.

Kortopi had fallen silent somewhere within the conversation, eyes flashing from the chatter between the other members. "She makes a good point." Kortopi finally left some input after quietly observing, peering into the conversation. "That does not mean we can't.. Budge, him." Feitan had spoken to them, I knew he was confident in his torture skill, as was I- yet for the first time, I wonder if anyone would be able to crack him.

"He will join us, whether he wants to or not." I articulate to the members, all of whom stopped gossiping while I spoke, "We will leave him no choice," I continue to convey my thoughts to them.

"but before that, I want him to suffer immensely." Coming near to conclusion, I pause, reflecting once more on the members we'd lost to the chains of Kurapika. I felt an emotion spike my throat, perhaps a small wave of sadness for the members we'd lost. "Make him regret killing the others," I spoke in a reassuring, serene tone, putting an end to my sentence, with a smile that began to curl up on my lips.

"Want me... To make him- crack?" Feitan composedly spoke, gazing over to me; his expressions were always still, and spoke very little; Japanese wasn't his first language; when he got inflamed enough, he falters back to his native tongue- but it is one of the things I enjoyed about Fei. I can always rely on him when I need something done and the rest of the Troupe- I hold great confidence and trust in them.

"Take your hatred out on him," I vocalize to those who stood waiting for an order- I could tell they wanted the order, they wanted to hurt him, make him pay for what he did. The Troupe exchanged glances with one another, expressing an aura of excitement to the order given- I perceived it as they were happy with the answer I'd given- having said that, I'd only have one requirement. 

"Just don't kill him."

Authors X Note:

     I decided I wasn't going to wait to publish this- I took some extra time to articulate it, and piece together in a manner that I was pleased with. I think for the most part it turned out decent. I still managed to get published by my estimated/self-set publish date, which I'm proud of. :) I hope you enjoyed this short chapter, I decided to change up perspective a bit, since no one really knows what's happening on Chrollo's side, so this might be in his perspective for the next 1-3 parts. Hopefully I portray his character well enough, so that it's believably Chrollo.

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Sayonara~