[ABANDONED - read reason in the announcement board]
"You are a nuisance. Why did he have to bring you here?" Tori spat, his eyes glaring down at me. "I wonder what Lord Hashiramasees in you."
"Tori, don't say that! If he hears this, you'll be punished for sure." Kara placed a hand on his shoulder, but Tori shrugged it off.
"Can't you see? She's not our clansmen! This girl does not belong here, yet here she is!"
Kara took a step back. "T-That's..." She looked down at me, her eyes did not bother to hide the disgust as she stared at my face. "I do not know why Lord Hashirama had brought her here, but we have no choice but to comply with his wishes. I believe she is brought here for a reason-"
"A reason? Pray tell, what reason do you think to believe that he had such reason!?"
"Enough of this nonsense, Tori. She is his friend. I do not need to reason myself to make you believe he has his reason to bring her here. Remember who you are insulting to..."
All Tori could do is scoff and turn away. "She is an eyesore."
I listened to their insult and their rants, yet they fell deaf to my ears. Those words did not bother me, why should they be? After all, I considered myself special to be brought upon this meeting with other shinobi children of the Senju clan.
Yet, despite ignoring their malice or bitterness toward me, my heart felt heavy. "I am... special!"
Tori snapped his head, his brows furrowed. But soon followed a smile, a mocking one and full of evil intent. A sight to behold a promise of pain. "Oh? You are brave to declare so."
Kara has enough, "Tori! Once again, if he hears you, he will-"
"Shut your mouth, Kara. I do not care. Everyone is thinking the same thing, don't pretend to be innocent." That silenced her. "Besides, we have every right to hate her. Even though Hashirama-sama brought her here with us, she is not a Senju and never will be. Despite him being her friend, he can never protect her from the cruelty. That's his mistake for bringing her here."
Unfinished & abandoned.
Mira doesn't really mean to be a bad person, it just sort of... happens. She was locked up most of her life in a place called Asylum. There, they trained children to become assassins, with the goal of being strong enough to overcome the Zoldycks in a fight. All of them. At once.
Mira just finishes some... business... when she is found by Hisoka. Well, she finds him. He brings her to the Hunter Exam, not knowing how strong she really is...
During the Exam, Mira meets Gon and Killua. Will they become friends? Will they stay friends? Will Mira become a Hunter?
...or will she fall prey to the evil that she was brought up to cultivate?
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"No! Please! Don't do this!" My mother screams at me, her hands soaked in my father's blood. He is lying on the kitchen floor. In his chest is a gaping hole, where I had ripped out his heart just minutes before. I could have done it cleanly, without a speck of blood, but it didn't seem fitting. After what my parents had done to me, their deaths deserved to be bloody.
"And why shouldn't I?" I ask my mother, well aware of the sadistic grin that was spreading across my face. I've missed this feeling. Strong and in control. "You knew that this would happen the minute you sent me to that godforsaken place."
"I'm your mother. You wouldn't exist if not for me!" She shouts, heartbeat pulsing rapidly. "How could you do this to us? You monster!"
I can feel my grin falter, but I clench my teeth and hold back the unwanted emotions. "Yes. A monster. Just as I was all those years ago, before you decided to abandon me. You left me to them, mother."
"You didn't deserve a place in our home!"
"You're right, mother," I reply quietly. "I deserved to be tortured, instead. I deserved to be alone. Whatever helps you sleep at night."
And though I no longer take pleasure in my actions, I tightly grip the dagger that was a second ago secured to my waistline, and slit her throat.