Accused | A HunterXHunter FanFiction | SLOW
MKnightynight
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Mirth encapsulated her, in her tapestry of thick calloused scars; brimming and as casual as blemishes to her stern eyes.
"This organization is an underground work of ... miscreants. We tend to strive for our passion, for items not available to us in youth. Wealth." Chrollo clasped his hands, his fingers pressing at his cuffs. "Power." His cold eyes measured with Åmænäh's, a heat brewing between them.
"... and if I decline?" A glint sharpened the leader's eye into a fierce blade. "You do not."
A certain spider seeks "it", for its power, for its mystery in those golden pages concealed in decaying leather binds. They weren't expecting a woman to climb from her forsaken tomb after a man of gold twine hair whispered lore of a weapon.
Ally bally, ally bally bee.
He sang in a drunken slur to the spiders in his dwelling, their eight eyes inspecting his wares. Ally bally, ally bally bee, he kept his tongue to thy, and downed a pint or two to settle his knees as his smile twisted lies.
The "it" the "weapon", those titles close to her.
A little girl taught her she was more, and the woman abandoned the traumatic teachings of her past. She was now. "Amana" for lack of pronunciation.
Upon the disappearance of the little girl, the woman's eyes are glued to the horizon as the spider's eyes are affixed to her.
Come along as we follow the search for a little girl, the falling of a warrior in a tale told from multiple mouths. Spiders cannot drag a wolf down, but I've heard their deals are binding to that of such a loyal dog.
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