04-10-2018, 12:37 AM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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Powers were something that wasn't incredibly rare when it came to the clans. If anything was rare, it was the fact that if someone didn't have any powers at all. He wondered if there was a higher chance for someone to gain a power once they joined a clan, as clans were filled with some powerful creatures here and there. The assassin knew this from experience as he moved from rural areas where no one had the need to try and use powers to defend themselves or to attack other. They lived like regular animals and their pelt colors were usually quite normal, compared the strange mutated beasts that had decided to make this group its home in the first place. Killua was one of the more common creatures as he possessed powers much like everyone else that he was around. However, it was uncommon for someone to be born with certain powers and have to grow and then acquire powers later on. Instead, he was born with a couple of his powers that he currently had today, which had been passed down by his parents who probably had more powers than he could really count. It forced him at a very young age to figure out how to control his powers and make sure that they would never really get under control. He could control how hard he hit someone, but barely. There were times where he would forget to hold himself back and accidentally hurt someone if he wasn't careful enough. The powers that he had been born with consisted of his air elemental powers, his conjuration, and his invisibility. Almost all of the Zoldyck's in the family seemed to have invisibility from what he was able to gather while some of his siblings were training and when his father gave him pointers on how to use his powers. Conjuration and air elemental powers were unique to him when he was born. Using each of the powers to make himself even more stealthy so that it would make it harder for those that were looking for him to actually try and kill him. The assassin had mastered these skills quite quickly thanks to the teaching of his older brother Illumi. Which without the other assassin he doubted that he would have been able to excel as far as he had come. That didn't mean that he appreciated his brother more though. He still hated the bastard for the way that he had treated him and the true intentions that he had as well. He wanted to be far away from the monster as long as possible. Killua realized that once he came to the clans though that it wasn't uncommon for someone to lose control of their powers. Whether it would be shape shifting and they got stuck in abody that they didn't necessarily want to be in. Or their powers would go off on their own based on their emotions and they would end up killing or seriously injurying someone. Time and time again Killua was a witness to all these different actions and couldn't figure out how a power running rampant really made any sense if the wielder at least practiced with said powers anyway. There had been one instance where Killua had been out during his usual patrol in the second clan that he had decided to join. It was here that him and his adopted sister lived, Amorette was her name. He had developed a close bond with the female to the point that he actually considered her to be one of his first friends. He technically did have a friend when he was younger but he was forced to kill that animal in front of his parents. Either way, he didn't think that his adopted sister would end up getting some sort of elemental power, but she did and it scared her to death. The other had developed earth elementals without her really thinking about it, and when he appeared on the scene where she was crying, he realized that the other's powers worked on its own and crushed a bird that she had been interacting with. Killua didn't feel bad for the bird at all, and he was there to try and comfort his sister as much as possible. Which he wasn't great at doing as he usually let others settle their emotions without the likes of him. This just meant that his adopted sister could potentially protect herself if she needed to. There had been a couple more instances where the other's powers went off based on her emotions. Only one instance had happened to the assassin where his powers went off on their own in his defense, and that was against his own brother when the other was trying to carve him open on clan territory. His air elementals went to work as the condensed air tried to slice through his brother to try and get the other off the top of him.
His brother saw it from a mile away though, and after that, there was nothing that the albino serval could do and try to get the tiger off of him. Killua made sure to try and dull the pain as much as possible, the other had wounds of his own and were covered in the victim's fluids themselves. The pup could get himself if he wasn't careful, even if the other was a decent size larger than he was. His rounded ears worked on a swivel on the top of his head to make sure that this wasn't some sort of trap that had been so close to the border and he was about to get trapped. Hearing pawsteps that he hadn't memorized coming toward him, Killua raised his head from his work, jerking his head in Kayns direction. He had only glared at the other for a couple seconds once he had identified the canine. He turned his attention back to the pointer when he heard Kayn speak. A scowl spreading over his features as he shot a glare toward the black lupine. "Shut up." Killua growled in return to the other, as he wasn't in the mood to be dealing with the other's attitude right now. Especially with someone bleeding in front of him. However the other continued talking, forcing Killua to stop his work as he tried to clean the wounds the best that he could. "The hell do you think? It was all I could do to get him to stop screaming. I had no idea what the hell happened, but I'm not going to let someone else die here." Killua said as he kept his claws flexing in the frustration with dealing with the canine. The deputy was helping the other and that's all he could really do right now, he could get information later. After all the other was his age from the looks of it, even from a canine standpoint. Killua raised one of his paws and he conjured up a wet cloth, setting it down on one of his arms while he worked. He could go a more physically painful method, but he doubted the other would like him making that decision for him. Finally, the stranger decided to speak, causing Killua to pause for a couple of seconds. So it had been a power malfunction, and considering the way the other's organs seemed to have ruptured from one another, there was only one power that Killua knew of that had the potential of doing that. The assassin flicked one of his ears as the other was obviously disturbed, and from the other's body language it was still obvious that he was disturbed. This guy was no murderer. He could see it in the other's eyes. "Power stuff happens all the times. Look like you had an issue with your water elemental powers from the condition that they were in." Killua tried to explain in a logical manner, looking over the gruesome scene for a couple seconds. It was then that he realized that he was supposed to at least be trying to calm the other down a little bit. "Oh uh it happens to everyone you'll be okay. It was self-defense after all." Killua was fine when it came to killing. Especially when it was self-defense. He himself was less likely to do it now, but it was always under his sleeve to take the lives of others. He wasn't sure how the other would respond to him saying that though. A low stressed his escaped his jaws when the other moved closer to him, causing him to move back a little bit. "Baka! Stop moving or you'll bleed out more before I can stop it." The assassin ordered quickly, not caring if he hurt the other's feelings or made him afraid of him. This scenario seemed very familiar to him since he had gone through with this with London. Speaking of which, his ears angled themselves when he heard heavier pawsteps moving toward him, causing him to look over his shoulder for a second to spot London as she made her way over. He could see by the look on her face she was trying to keep her composure. Killua would gesture toward the albino clouded leopard when she spoke. "Yeah what she said. Oh London, do you mind doing me a favor?" Killua questioned as an empty bucket appeared next to him. Using one of his back legs while he was sitting he would slowly push it over toward her. Might as well keep her busy and to keep from looking at the gory scene. "Could you go fill this up with water? I need to clean off the blood around the wounds so that he doesn't get sick." Killua stated calmly, an emotionless expression on his face as he worked. He conjured up another piece of gauze and aimed to place it against the others side after he had used the washcloth to clean that area. The other's powers were certain means of concern, but it was something that he could deal with later. Right now keeping the other distracted from what was around him was his best choice. "So what's your name? Where you from?" Killua questioned the other, but also half expecting him not to answer as he tended to his wound. Considering how blood soaked the washcloth was now, he would toss it over his shoulder, picking out the specific bite marks across his body.
His brother saw it from a mile away though, and after that, there was nothing that the albino serval could do and try to get the tiger off of him. Killua made sure to try and dull the pain as much as possible, the other had wounds of his own and were covered in the victim's fluids themselves. The pup could get himself if he wasn't careful, even if the other was a decent size larger than he was. His rounded ears worked on a swivel on the top of his head to make sure that this wasn't some sort of trap that had been so close to the border and he was about to get trapped. Hearing pawsteps that he hadn't memorized coming toward him, Killua raised his head from his work, jerking his head in Kayns direction. He had only glared at the other for a couple seconds once he had identified the canine. He turned his attention back to the pointer when he heard Kayn speak. A scowl spreading over his features as he shot a glare toward the black lupine. "Shut up." Killua growled in return to the other, as he wasn't in the mood to be dealing with the other's attitude right now. Especially with someone bleeding in front of him. However the other continued talking, forcing Killua to stop his work as he tried to clean the wounds the best that he could. "The hell do you think? It was all I could do to get him to stop screaming. I had no idea what the hell happened, but I'm not going to let someone else die here." Killua said as he kept his claws flexing in the frustration with dealing with the canine. The deputy was helping the other and that's all he could really do right now, he could get information later. After all the other was his age from the looks of it, even from a canine standpoint. Killua raised one of his paws and he conjured up a wet cloth, setting it down on one of his arms while he worked. He could go a more physically painful method, but he doubted the other would like him making that decision for him. Finally, the stranger decided to speak, causing Killua to pause for a couple of seconds. So it had been a power malfunction, and considering the way the other's organs seemed to have ruptured from one another, there was only one power that Killua knew of that had the potential of doing that. The assassin flicked one of his ears as the other was obviously disturbed, and from the other's body language it was still obvious that he was disturbed. This guy was no murderer. He could see it in the other's eyes. "Power stuff happens all the times. Look like you had an issue with your water elemental powers from the condition that they were in." Killua tried to explain in a logical manner, looking over the gruesome scene for a couple seconds. It was then that he realized that he was supposed to at least be trying to calm the other down a little bit. "Oh uh it happens to everyone you'll be okay. It was self-defense after all." Killua was fine when it came to killing. Especially when it was self-defense. He himself was less likely to do it now, but it was always under his sleeve to take the lives of others. He wasn't sure how the other would respond to him saying that though. A low stressed his escaped his jaws when the other moved closer to him, causing him to move back a little bit. "Baka! Stop moving or you'll bleed out more before I can stop it." The assassin ordered quickly, not caring if he hurt the other's feelings or made him afraid of him. This scenario seemed very familiar to him since he had gone through with this with London. Speaking of which, his ears angled themselves when he heard heavier pawsteps moving toward him, causing him to look over his shoulder for a second to spot London as she made her way over. He could see by the look on her face she was trying to keep her composure. Killua would gesture toward the albino clouded leopard when she spoke. "Yeah what she said. Oh London, do you mind doing me a favor?" Killua questioned as an empty bucket appeared next to him. Using one of his back legs while he was sitting he would slowly push it over toward her. Might as well keep her busy and to keep from looking at the gory scene. "Could you go fill this up with water? I need to clean off the blood around the wounds so that he doesn't get sick." Killua stated calmly, an emotionless expression on his face as he worked. He conjured up another piece of gauze and aimed to place it against the others side after he had used the washcloth to clean that area. The other's powers were certain means of concern, but it was something that he could deal with later. Right now keeping the other distracted from what was around him was his best choice. "So what's your name? Where you from?" Killua questioned the other, but also half expecting him not to answer as he tended to his wound. Considering how blood soaked the washcloth was now, he would toss it over his shoulder, picking out the specific bite marks across his body.
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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO