06-20-2019, 07:29 PM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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It's always an odd feeling, finding those that you once used to know in a strange place. It happened to Killua more times than he could actually count. More often than not, he was reunited with animals that he believed that he would never see again. Maybe it was just sheer luck that he had that those that he cared about stayed around for so long. However, there were some instances where he was reunited with his family, and he wanted nothing more than to run away from them. Specifically, his older brother. Each time that they interacted with one another, it ended up with Killua severely injured and hurt. Killua knew that his brother wouldn't kill him, and instead just wanted him back home where he could be trained again to be an assassin. The wildcat had no reason to go back to his family, and any resistance that he did would result in severe punishment. It was made worse that his brother knew exactly where to hit Killua to actually make him feel pain, because of his high pain threshold, he rarely felt pain most of the time, and if he did he could bare the pain. Very few creatures knew of his family and why they were hunting him down, because the more that someone knew about his past, the more likely that they would be hunted down for simply being associated with him. It scared him. He was only scared of one thing in his entire life and that was his own family and what horrors they could bring unto him. There were some positives, as he had been reunited with Argus, Stark, and Amorette over the months that he had come back to these clans.
Argus was someone he did not believe that he would hold any connection to, but the willingness to help him, despite how she always talked in a cryptic manner, was surprising to him. Almost too good to be true, but he trusted the female with his life and would protect her just the same. Stark was his father figure and had joined Elysium around the same time that he did. Obviously, Stark had something mental that he was struggling through, and Killua wasn't great when it came to offering support to those that he cared about. He was awkward and didn't know the right steps to take either. Stark meant so much to Killua, and he hopes the old man will be able to stick around for a little bit longer. Amorette was his sister. Technically she is his adopted sister, but he doesn't bother to use the term 'adopted' when talking about her. She took care of him in the second clan that he had spent most of his time in. She made sure that he constantly ate and remained healthy through his time there. He did the same, or at least tried to. It was always amazing to see her smile and come out of her shell. When he lived in Snowbound, he was reunited with the female, but now she was in a different body, which held a means of concern that she had died and her soul changed to this robotic body. A robot. One that couldn't speak. He felt his heart wrench that she had died because he ran away from the clan that they lived in because he was scared after nearly being killed by his brother. He kept himself from crying at that moment.
But, history repeats itself. He abandoned Snowbound when he was probably needed the most. Izuku. London. Stark. Jacob. Mel. All because of his family. He spent a couple of months away to heal his injuries, only to return back to be told that Snowbound was burned to the ground. Killua blamed himself for that destruction of once was considered to be his home. The assassin was on patrol, like he usually was, having nothing better to do. The albino serval always had his ears listening to anything that did not belong. Hearing the sound of voices near the docks caught his attention, along with some shouting. Well, no one really shouted in Elysium so it had to mean something. The former Snowbound deputy turned his attention there and calmly trotted toward where he heard the commotion. When he saw everyone crowding around a dog, he immediately quickened his step. Someone was injured, or someone washed up onto the docks. His movements remained silent as he approached, and he stopped slightly behind Ariside as he listened to everyone speak trying to get an idea of what had just happened. Looking over the Shiba Inu with black paws, he didn't see any external injuries on her. As soon as the tiger recognized the dog, his attention toward the larger feline. "You know them?" Killua questioned her before directing his attention back to the canine. "How did you get here?" Killua asked calmly, a neutral expression on his face, but he made no movements to help her. There were already two animals hovering over her after all.
Argus was someone he did not believe that he would hold any connection to, but the willingness to help him, despite how she always talked in a cryptic manner, was surprising to him. Almost too good to be true, but he trusted the female with his life and would protect her just the same. Stark was his father figure and had joined Elysium around the same time that he did. Obviously, Stark had something mental that he was struggling through, and Killua wasn't great when it came to offering support to those that he cared about. He was awkward and didn't know the right steps to take either. Stark meant so much to Killua, and he hopes the old man will be able to stick around for a little bit longer. Amorette was his sister. Technically she is his adopted sister, but he doesn't bother to use the term 'adopted' when talking about her. She took care of him in the second clan that he had spent most of his time in. She made sure that he constantly ate and remained healthy through his time there. He did the same, or at least tried to. It was always amazing to see her smile and come out of her shell. When he lived in Snowbound, he was reunited with the female, but now she was in a different body, which held a means of concern that she had died and her soul changed to this robotic body. A robot. One that couldn't speak. He felt his heart wrench that she had died because he ran away from the clan that they lived in because he was scared after nearly being killed by his brother. He kept himself from crying at that moment.
But, history repeats itself. He abandoned Snowbound when he was probably needed the most. Izuku. London. Stark. Jacob. Mel. All because of his family. He spent a couple of months away to heal his injuries, only to return back to be told that Snowbound was burned to the ground. Killua blamed himself for that destruction of once was considered to be his home. The assassin was on patrol, like he usually was, having nothing better to do. The albino serval always had his ears listening to anything that did not belong. Hearing the sound of voices near the docks caught his attention, along with some shouting. Well, no one really shouted in Elysium so it had to mean something. The former Snowbound deputy turned his attention there and calmly trotted toward where he heard the commotion. When he saw everyone crowding around a dog, he immediately quickened his step. Someone was injured, or someone washed up onto the docks. His movements remained silent as he approached, and he stopped slightly behind Ariside as he listened to everyone speak trying to get an idea of what had just happened. Looking over the Shiba Inu with black paws, he didn't see any external injuries on her. As soon as the tiger recognized the dog, his attention toward the larger feline. "You know them?" Killua questioned her before directing his attention back to the canine. "How did you get here?" Killua asked calmly, a neutral expression on his face, but he made no movements to help her. There were already two animals hovering over her after all.
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ASSASSINATION THE FAMILY TRADE
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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO