one mask ⟶ kurapika x kny!reader

2 ⟶ beginning

the large elevator in a current state of motion, two individuals, a twelve-year-old boy and a seventeen-year-old girl sat across from each other. their arms were folded onto the wooden round table, they have been staring at one another for five minutes--

"ha! you lose!" killua bellowed a long laugh as he slammed his hand onto the table, the other held onto his stomach unable to catch his breath.

you had blinked, losing this round of a staring contest. your dry eyes had slowly regained their hydration. you too, had laughed -- mostly snorted, as you reached to wipe your eyes with your black, fingerless-sleeved turtleneck.

you spoke with a small snicker, as killua kept laughing, "i truly am terrible at this game..." you both grinned at each other, but that soon ended when the large elevator dinged ,

both siblings have arrived at the exam's lobby.

the kitsune mask that had rested on the side of your head was not fixated -- placed back on your face. the mask's design was somehow ...nostalgic to say the least, you bought it at a local flea market near your area. both you and killua stood up, along with his yellow skateboard, which had a red arrow painted pointing towards the front side of the board. although; you on the other hand, carried dual katana facing crossword, resting your back on top of your orange-intricately designed haori.

these swords were given to you one day, with reasons unknown, but they changed to a permanent color when you unsheathed it from its black scabbards -- navy blue-purple from the base of the blades, shading to a burning orange all the way to the tips. the zoldycks truly awed at both blades when they switched from a shiny silver to its respective colors. the ferrule, guard, and ornament were gold, but the guard had a unique design, a chinese dragon, meant to wrap around the swords to symbolize both bravery and strength; the handles were red.

as you both exited the elevator, you began to eye the people in the room, it was silent as you walked behind killua. when they stared at the both of you, they tried to look intimidating, but that ultimately failed when killua smiled back at them, he is certainly someone that should not be meddled with. you on the other hand -- did not care,

"what a bunch of idiots"

you walked forward as everyone eyed your outfit, which was completed with large, puffy, black-traditional uniform pants, black socks, and white sandals. overall, it is a pretty snug outfit, your feet made no sound when walking around the concrete basement-lobby. killua decided to tag along behind you the same way, with no care in the world.

a small green man -- more like a bean -- approached the both of you and handed out two tags for the each of you,

"hello. please take a number. be sure you wear this on your chest at all times."

you eyed the small man with curiosity and accepted the tag, which was labeled'100' , and placed it on the right side of your chest. you watched as the said green figure walked away to hand out more tags. you then glanced at killua who was fixing his tag labeled '99' on his chest,

"so this must be it, huh?" the white-haired boy looked up at his older sister in question, then smirked.

"what, are you scared?" killua questioned mockingly -- which then resulted to him getting flicked on the head by you. he immediately rubbed his forehead because it must have stung just a little.

you laughed at his reaction continuing with your response, "i know you were joking, because we both know how easy this 'hunter exam' is going to be."

as you said those words, the trained assassins stared at each other for a moment and then -- burst into laughter. as the laughter of both siblings died down, they heard approaching footsteps. a chunky man in blue outfit with a tag numbered '16', interrupted both zoldycks.

"yo! you're both rookies to the hunter exam aren't 'ya?" you both turned your heads to the stranger in question. your expression switched to a quizzical one as you eyed the suspicious man.

"yea? so what ?" killua's eyes looked up curiously at the unknown man in question.

"my name's tonpa! and this is my thirty-fifth attempt at taking the exam!" the stranger, named tonpa, nervously avoided your question.

"he's intimidated..." -- your eyes slightly widened in shock at his confession. "and may i ask why you keep count as if they're trophies..?" your question made tonpa sweat. killua looked

between the both of you as the teen assassin and middle aged man bickered. killua was in thought because he is a smart kid.

"i say, let's propose a drink!" tonpa interrupted your interrogating banter. you raised a brow as the man pulled out three juice cans. as he handed them out, you reluctantly accepted it because the man in front of you obviously isn't someone to be trusted. killua thanked the middle aged man because it's free juice!

click! killua happily downed the drink in one go, you shrugged in response and accepted.

"why the hell not" moving your mask just a bit above your face, you took a sip of the juice and immediately noticed there was some kind of laxative laced in it -- stupidly noticeable; and yet, will it not take any effect on you since you are, in fact, a zoldyck. you were trained to sustain any kind of poison that would kill a large animal.

you suppose it wouldn't hurt to drink the whole thing, it is important to stay hydrated, so you also -- chugged down the juice in one go, and gave a satisfied smirk to tonpa.

"thanks, number '16'." tonpa felt dread come over him and shivered into a cold sweat with your nonchalant voice, with a hint of sarcasm.

you pulled your mask down and told killua you were going to explore the area and possibly take a nap before the exam, to which he smiled and waved you off -- you gave him a genuine yet vigorous ruffle to his hair -- to which he protested and immediately fixed because he was embarrassed, and walked off to wander around. you were sure you scared the shit out of tonpa.

"ha." now it's the waiting game.