Homeland of trash of gems

Chapter 3

Chrollo pov

‘Did he run?’ I thought as I looked around from the spot where I had just left Gon. ‘It’s cute how he thinks how he can just run away like that.’

I walk slowly through the forest letting my aura expand throughout the thick forest.

I turn right as I feel his presence become in reach and put more pressure into the area where he is.

I continue walking toward him as I feel another presence run away.

Before I could question it, Gon started to walk my direction slowly.

‘I’ll let the other person go since he’s being obedient.’

Gon’s pov

I decided to walk back to Chrollo knowing that I couldn’t outrun any of them. Especially him..

I walk slowly, with all the fight drained out of me, back to my unwanted family.

I looked up and saw Chrollo standing a few feet away from me.

I look down not wanting to meet his eyes and floor him back to the rest of the group.

“How was it?” Chrollo asked from in front of me.

I chose to stay quiet as I continued to follow the older male.

But soon I came crashing into his back, showing a sign that he had stopped. I still refused to look anywhere else other than the ground.

A rough hand gripped my chin, forcing me to look up at the man with empty black eyes.

“When I ask a question. You answer it, understand?” Chrollo said as his eyes bored into mine.

When I still refused to say anything, I was thrown to the ground with force.

I looked up in shock but, before I could question it, I was slapped in the face.

“Understood?” Chrollo repeated.

“I u- understand..” I muttered.

“Louder.” Chrollo demanded as another fist was met to my face.

“I understand!” I shout back, seething with anger and pain.

“We’re gonna have to work on your manners before you join us officially.” Chrollo said back to me.

Suddenly, I was picked up off the ground, and held in the air by my throat.

“You’ll be the perfect tool. We will beat that into you if we have to.” Chrollo said with coldness. “You’ll be the perfect gem.”

That was all I heard until I passed out due to lack of oxygen.

Chrollo pov

I walked back to the troupe with Gon slung over my shoulder, passed out.

“Hey Chrollo we are ready to go-” Machi started only to stop and stare at the younger kid on my shoulder.

“We will sadly have to go with plan B with him. Feitan, he will be in your room later.” I said.

I earned a nod from the smaller torturer and I knew that he had a smile. He had been wanting to torture Gon since the two met.

Machi attempted to take the passed out child from my arms but I held tight, letting her know that I would be the one to carry him back.

Machi eventually stopped and we ran back home. Back to Meteor city.

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Third person pov

Gon opened his eyes and looked around. The room was very dark so he could only see the outlines of certain things that he did not know of.

Gon tried hard to remember how he got here as one voice ran through his mind,

You’ll be the perfect gem.

He stopped looking around as he remembered the events that had happened..

“Where am I though..?” Gon mumbled into the darkness.

All he remembered was being knocked out by chrollo and nothing else. Except…

“That boy!!” Gon exclaimed out loud before he realized his mistake.

‘Oh shoot!’ Gon thought. ‘I should not have said that out loud!’

“So the person who was with you was a boy? Good to know.” A voice rang through the darkness.

“Chrollo.” Gon said.

Light suddenly illuminated the room as Gon squinted his eyes.

“Correct.” Chrollo said from his position beside a light switch.

Gon looked around the room once more and saw that it was an old room with a few knives hanging off the wall, multiple thick ropes, and multiple things he did not understand.

When Gon went to get up from his sitting position on the wall he found himself not able to move any further without his skin being sliced in certain places.

“Machi’s thread.” Gon voiced out loud.

“Correct again.” Chrollo said as he walked over to the boy that was currently struggling against an invisible thread that was as sharp as knives.

“No use,” Chrollo spoke again, “You should already know this.”

Gon stopped struggling for a moment knowing that the older man was right and looked into his gray eyes.

“Why me?” Gon asked with determination for an answer.

Chrollo just stayed quiet, instead choosing to look in Gon's amber eyes that held determination.

“I know you sent Franklin to meet me, I could tell that he wouldn’t do that without having to be told to,” Gon continued, “So why have him introduce himself to me?!”

Chrollo grabbed the younger boy's face with enough force that it would bruise afterward.

“You need to work on your manners when you talk to me.” Was all he said before he let go and walked to the door.

“You won’t have a choice whether you join or not, my gem. You will be joining. No matter how long it takes.” Was all Chrollo said before he walked out.

Gon felt chills run down his spine at the tone that the older male used. After Chrollo left, an hour had gone by before the door was opened again.

In walked Feitan, and all of his tiny glory.

“You know, I’ve wanted to do this since i’ve met you.” Feitan said as he walked over to the wall and grabbed a few different knives and an opaque scarf.

The torturer made his way over to the younger boy as he continued speaking. “You have this certain detail about you that makes you so stubborn.” He set the knives down on the dusty ground.

Feitan reached up and tied the scarf around Gon’s head.

“I can’t wait to see how long you take to crack.” Feitan said as he tightened the scarf around the kids head.

For the whole night, all that was heard was an eight years old kid’s screams and pleas throughout the building that was far from deserted.

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