Nature's Song Of Time

In front of him lay a pocket watch warped and rusted with age. It was tangled in a mass of vines and weeds but still continued to tick quietly inside the greenery. Killua felt drawn to it, he didn't understand why and knelt in front of it with his hand outstretched to grab it.

"I wouldn't touch that just yet," A disembodied voice spoke making Killua whirl around to face its source. He was met with the sight of a petite woman with long wavy, burgundy-colored hair that fell down to the small or her back. She stared deep into his soul with her sunset eyes that glowed brightly.

"Why not?" He found himself asking. The woman smiled gently at him and he felt a sense of calm wash over him despite the situation he was in.

"You're not ready," Was her reply and Killua looked back to the watch and gasped when he saw that it was now tangled within someone's hands. Gon's hands.

"G-Gon...?" His face was pale and his eyes were closed making him look almost dead, the thought made his mouth run dry. "W-what's wrong with him?" He turned back to the woman but she was gone.

This is cross-posted from archiveofourown

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