04-04-2018, 04:03 AM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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Back in the group that he had existed in before this one, there hadn't been much that ended up happening during that time. The place he lived in was somewhat peaceful, and no one felt any reason to try and cause havoc among the other clans so they simply ended up keeping to themselves in the end. This meant that the wildcat didn't have to worry about using his physical strength against those that decided to try and attack the clan. But there was something else, Killua grew incredibly bored over the factor that he never really had anything to do while he was currently living there. He also didn't end up bonding with the creatures that were around there. He had recognized one of the animals that lived there as being in the previous clan that he did end up leaving. However, they had hated each other in that clan, and Killua's mindset definitely hadn't changed during that time since they last saw each other. The assassin looking at the other as being incredibly weak, and lucky enough for him the other actually ended up becoming leader of the group that he was in. Which was fine with him because the other didn't end up getting in his way and let him do whatever he wants without questioning him about what had happened while he was there. Either way, the assassin didn't have a lot of events that he could really remember that really stuck out for him when he lived in that clan. There was the instance where he first met his adopted sister, and that was when everyone ended up getting trapped in the cave. The other been there to calm everyone down, and from then on they would have casual conversations with each other. Everyone in the clan at the time was practically raised in a clan and didn't have the same kind of thinking that he did. Amorette at least had same kind of thinking that he had when it came to regarding how the clans worked themselves. Hell, the other even ended up teaching him a couple French words, and he worked on teaching her a little bit of Japanese. Something that he never really thought he was going to do during his life, but there he was. There was the instance where the clan that he was in got taken over by some tiger that thought he could lie his way through to leading the clan. At the time Killua himself was deputy, but not really doing anything with his position as he had no intention of leading a clan. Killua immediately brought up the fact that the other was lying through his ass, and that no one around the area should believe what he was saying was true. The other had lied about saying that he had entered the clan and had been there sitting in the background. A lie. Killua constantly kept watch of those that entered and left the clan as he was constantly on the border making sure that no one got passed his senses. And there were plenty of other animals in the group that had never seen his existence, which just confused Killua, even more, why they were willing to let a complete stranger do whatever the hell they wanted with the group. Amorette had tried to calm him down because he was causing a scene as if begging the newly called leader to try and fight him. The other had looked at him like he was some sort of weak child. Killua had wanted to slit his throat right then and there, but he remembered the advice that he had gotten from Circusclown. He didn't want to upset the other male, even if he was dead. He couldn't take the chance of doing something so horrible. He was stripped of his deputy rank at that moment for arguing his thoughts. The deputy that was there with him even wasn't sure what to do in a situation like that on. Killua ended up going to another clan that he visited quite often so he could get out some of his pent-up frustration. After that, his brother finally decided to make his appearance. The other beating him almost to the point of dying, before being dropped off in another clan. Amorette had been afraid that her brother had been killed without her realizing what had actually happened. Killua was definitely glad to see her when she arrived in the clan that he was recovering in. Although he made sure not to make her feel bad for what happened because it wasn't anything that she could have stopped from happening.
She had a new power, yes, but that wouldn't have been enough to stop her brother and she probably would have just gotten herself killed in the process. There had been several other instances that him and Amorette had ended up interacting with one another. Killua having a nightmare that his entire family was going to come to the clan and slaughter everyone around him. Sure he despised most of their faces, but he never wanted such a fate to befall those that lived in the clan. No one deserved that kind of death. Amorette ended up finding him in the field that he had passed out in, having not slept for several consecutive days, and it was there that he broke down in front of her. He cried in her arms, after injuring himself in his sleep, but he didn't spill his heart out. He simply cried, she didn't press at what could have happened in the dream, she was there to support him, and that was all that Killua had ever needed. That still didn't quench the doubt that he had his family finding Amorette and killing her because she was os close to him. He knew that they were probably keeping tabs on those that he was interacting with on top of everything else. They were extremely observant, few things got past them. The young male wasn't going to move from his spot until he got some answers. Even despite the robot that was moving around him, it was certainly a cool machine, but not the information that he was looking for, at least for now. Until Ross ended up pulling the thing out from his backpack. Several different emotions ran through Killua's eyes, which were easily read by anyone that was around him. Her raincoat. It was her damn raincoat. There were no stains of blood on it. His eyes widened in horror, shock, realization, denial. He had only wanted the best for his sister. Had this been what happened before. Killua drew in a shaky breath as he took one small step forward, but didn't get even remotely close to Ross again. The albino serval could feel his throat closing up the slightest, and forced himself to swallow the saliva that had been collecting in his mouth for the past couple of minutes. His eyes then turned toward the robot that was moving around him. The other was happy to see him. But she deserved better. She deserved so much better. She was never going to know what it was like to feel anything again. Eat. Drink. Nothing of the sort. "That's.... impossible." The albino serval would choke out, and it seemed it was difficult for him to even say any sort of words. Part of him didn't want to believe it. Then another part of him was hoping. Did this even technically mean that his sister was alive? Killua had little to no idea how souls ended up working. Lowering himself down to the ground so that he was laying down, he looked at the small robot that was in front of him. He seemed to struggle to form the words. This entire time he had figured that she was going to be okay. Maybe, just maybe if he had stayed around with her long enough that none of this would have happened. She would still be in her calico body. Baking away like she always did. Or talking to others in French, in words that he couldn't really understand. "Oneesan?" Killua called to the robot. He had almost always addressed her as an older sister in Japanese. Would she even recognize the term? It had only been around a month ago since he saw her and she was in her calico body. At the same time, the assassin had been a bloody mess while she had been somewhat healthy. There was concern and guilt in his eyes as he looked down at her, the tips of his paws trembling. He HATED THIS. He hated showing emotion in front of others. It felt wrong. He wanted to keep the feelings trapped inside of him. He felt weak for even showing any sort of weakness. He clenched his jaw and his paws soon stilled as he calmed himself some. It wasn't the best, but it was better than nothing. His body language showed those around him that he was fairly calm. Was this robot really his sister though?
She had a new power, yes, but that wouldn't have been enough to stop her brother and she probably would have just gotten herself killed in the process. There had been several other instances that him and Amorette had ended up interacting with one another. Killua having a nightmare that his entire family was going to come to the clan and slaughter everyone around him. Sure he despised most of their faces, but he never wanted such a fate to befall those that lived in the clan. No one deserved that kind of death. Amorette ended up finding him in the field that he had passed out in, having not slept for several consecutive days, and it was there that he broke down in front of her. He cried in her arms, after injuring himself in his sleep, but he didn't spill his heart out. He simply cried, she didn't press at what could have happened in the dream, she was there to support him, and that was all that Killua had ever needed. That still didn't quench the doubt that he had his family finding Amorette and killing her because she was os close to him. He knew that they were probably keeping tabs on those that he was interacting with on top of everything else. They were extremely observant, few things got past them. The young male wasn't going to move from his spot until he got some answers. Even despite the robot that was moving around him, it was certainly a cool machine, but not the information that he was looking for, at least for now. Until Ross ended up pulling the thing out from his backpack. Several different emotions ran through Killua's eyes, which were easily read by anyone that was around him. Her raincoat. It was her damn raincoat. There were no stains of blood on it. His eyes widened in horror, shock, realization, denial. He had only wanted the best for his sister. Had this been what happened before. Killua drew in a shaky breath as he took one small step forward, but didn't get even remotely close to Ross again. The albino serval could feel his throat closing up the slightest, and forced himself to swallow the saliva that had been collecting in his mouth for the past couple of minutes. His eyes then turned toward the robot that was moving around him. The other was happy to see him. But she deserved better. She deserved so much better. She was never going to know what it was like to feel anything again. Eat. Drink. Nothing of the sort. "That's.... impossible." The albino serval would choke out, and it seemed it was difficult for him to even say any sort of words. Part of him didn't want to believe it. Then another part of him was hoping. Did this even technically mean that his sister was alive? Killua had little to no idea how souls ended up working. Lowering himself down to the ground so that he was laying down, he looked at the small robot that was in front of him. He seemed to struggle to form the words. This entire time he had figured that she was going to be okay. Maybe, just maybe if he had stayed around with her long enough that none of this would have happened. She would still be in her calico body. Baking away like she always did. Or talking to others in French, in words that he couldn't really understand. "Oneesan?" Killua called to the robot. He had almost always addressed her as an older sister in Japanese. Would she even recognize the term? It had only been around a month ago since he saw her and she was in her calico body. At the same time, the assassin had been a bloody mess while she had been somewhat healthy. There was concern and guilt in his eyes as he looked down at her, the tips of his paws trembling. He HATED THIS. He hated showing emotion in front of others. It felt wrong. He wanted to keep the feelings trapped inside of him. He felt weak for even showing any sort of weakness. He clenched his jaw and his paws soon stilled as he calmed himself some. It wasn't the best, but it was better than nothing. His body language showed those around him that he was fairly calm. Was this robot really his sister though?
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ASSASSINATION THE FAMILY TRADE
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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO