Chapter 13

I woke up in my bed. Mother was sitting on a stool and I hear some noises out of the doorway. It was father cooking up some food.

Was yesterday all a dream? Maybe were not in hunterxhunter? Maybe it just something from my imagination.

I looked out of the window, but I saw something that horrified me. Smoke. Smoke was everywhere. I accidentally screamed, alerting mother who sat beside me. She looked out, and to my horror started running towards it.

She broke my wall and, started to run towards the phantom troupe. To think this might be the last time I saw her and the last words I said to her was fuck, really crippled me.

I walked towards father. He had a sack on him and had Miki in his arms, who was sleeping soundly.

"Father, I should carry the sack." He nodded as he knew his body was not on par with Taiyo's.

An explosion then erupted and smashing through the wall was mother. Her body was covered in wounds and blood was dribbling over her crimson body. The planet Jupiter was aiming towards her. Mother looked at this and spat out blood, focusing her nen on her fist and changing the shape into a blade.

"Godly golden shining heavenly world-defying gallant blade"

The nen expanded into a shade of a blade splitting the planet Jupiter in half.

"Well, never thought I'll meet you three like this, huh?" Mother spat out some blood, before continuing to walk forwards.

We were angry. Our scarlet eyes were apparent and then father spoke, "take Miki and leave, I'm staying."

"What! NO! You can't be doing me like this!" I tried to argue back but he gave me Miki, forcing me to gently hold her.

Fuck. What do I do? Should I leave? I have to at least protect Miki.

Interrupting my thought came crashing down a large bulky man, who rivalled mother in height, no, he towered her, whilst carrying two other members on his shoulders. One was a short man who wore dark and baggy long-sleeved clothes, and a bandana sporting a skull. The other was a young girl who had glasses too large for her head. They both jumped off, leaving the bulky man to ready himself.

"You sure are strong, but that only makes it better", the large unruly man smiled.

"Is this a one on one?" Mother questions.

"Of course!" He'd bellow. "It makes it more fun."

"That wasn't the case before," she spat out more blood from her mouth.

"Well, the past is the past, but the present is the present, which is why its known as a gift." He lunged towards her to only see a giant worm crawl out from the ground in front of him to bite him. He threw the fist at the worm and knocked it back. More worms then started to pierce out of the ground.

"Akira, what are you doing?! You were meant to leave with the kids!" fear filled Amaterasu eyes.

"Well, I'm feeling a bit selfish today, so no can do."

The worms were muddy red in colour and were all around 12 feet long. There were roughly a hundred of them surrounding the trio.

"Bloodborne worms? How annoying," spoke the small man, "nothing but overgrown leeches." He flicked out his sword and started to cut them down. The young girl was just daydreaming, ignoring what's going on.

"I don't like you calling my prized kids as leeches," he then commanded them to shoot out acid at them. Green liquid splashed on to some of their skin burning their clothes and skin.

"Tch," the young man said. "Nothing but gimmicky tricks." The worms then started to screech in pain and their skin can be seen visibly melting, as if they were the ones being thrown in acid.

"Darn it." Akira then cut his hand with a small knife and threw blood on the ground. The earth started to move. Dirt piled up and harden to form a large fist. It aimed towards the short man, but he easily maneuverer out of the way.

"What is this? Doesn't matter how strong you are if you can't hit anything," the little man mocked, but then he felt heat. He turned his head to see a fist full of flames rushing at him.

It was the ogre woman from before. His ribcage shattered from the force of her fist and he was sent flying back.

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Thoughts flashed through out my head: what was going on? How is father able to control so many worms and the earth? And why did the worms suddenly burn?

Death. Death was approaching. The only time I felt this was when mother punched me with all her force.

I jumped as quickly as possible. My veins thickened, blood started gushing in to my leg and nen was pumped in to my foot.

The katana blade was quick. It cut off my left foot and blood flowed out, but the pain I felt was negligible compared to the fear I felt from the man below. I dropped down towards the ground, with one leg and stared at the man.

Clothed in a classic Japanese style robe and short pants, a man with long hair tied up like a palm tree was holding his katana with one hand. He whistled, "not bad kiddo, why don't you join us? Wait, where are my manners? I should introduce myself; I am Nobunaga." He held his sword lazily and looked at me for an answer. "So, what's your answer?"

"What happens if I reject your reject?"

"You die. Simple as that."

My brain was being overclocked with a multitude of thoughts, but the answer was obvious. I have to join them, if I want to live. But what about my sister? Will she live? I glance at her and then Nobunaga, "If I do join, will my sister live?"

"Hmmm…" He used his left hand to stroke his chin and gazed at the sleeping girl in Taiyo's arms. "No, she would have to die." He'd shake his head, "the leader would accept you, but not her, be realistic, okay? I'm already being lenient by letting you live."

Pointing his katana at me, he then said," so, your choice?"

Pain was echoing in my head; my eyes were screaming scarlet. I look over to the other battle, seeing my parents fight against three of the other phantom troupe members. It seemed I would have to risk it all. If it means saving one family member, I will die trying even if its futile.

"Break the pain." I'd inhale a vast amount of oxygen in my lungs. The trigger phrase Break the pain, caused my heart to beat like a war drum.

My legs were convulsing, jungle root like veins exploded out of my skin, causing my muscles to more defined and vascular. Nerves started yelling in pain, pleading with all their might to stop. I stepped forward, fracturing the ground.

"Well, lets see what you got." The Japanese man placed his katana in his scabbard and tightly held the handle. "Let's see who's faster, my hands, or your feet."

The sound barrier broke, I charged at the man with my shoulder, whilst using both arms to protect my sister from the drag of the air and from potential blade.

A cut moving at the speed of light and it was coming right towards my head.

Move me. MOVE ME. FUCKKING MOVE, YOU SLOW ASS.

Responding to this, blood dribbled out of Taiyo's scarlet eyes. A tomoe appeared, spinning around the pupil. Everything seemed slightly slower, but he couldn't move any quicker.

All he could see was the where the trajectory of the blade should go, and it was still targeted towards his neck and then the head of his sister.

He needed time to go slower. He needed more time.

A second tomoe appeared, spinning around the pupil. This time, He could clearly see how nen is protruding out of the swordsman's ability, and where the blade would go. But it was too late. The blade was already at his shoulder blades, nearing his neck.