Hunted x Twins x Craze

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Killua's initial alarm dissipated as he watched Gon fail to pick up on what he had seen. He supposed he should have expected it; very few could match his level of eyesight. Slightly exasperated, he placed a hand on Gon's back.


"It's fine." He insisted. His attention returned to the monitor. Due to the fuzziness it was impossible to be sure of what that object was, meaning that the only way to figure out would be to go there and see it for themselves. However, there was always the chance that it was nothing important or of someone picking it up before they got there. But hey, the odds never stopped the duo before.


"After we call the police to tell them, do you want to head over there and look for ourselves?" Killua asked.


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"It was equally as agonizing not being able to assist you in your magnificent endeavors. It was so very difficult to keep myself from joining you in the fun." As Margorie accepted the rose, a cheerful smile returned to her face. Twirling the flower in her fingers, she watched as the blood shined on the petals. A distinctive coppery tang nearly overpowered the rose's natural fragrance.


"Such a delightful rose." She reached out, delicately placed her hand on the back of Mayze's neck, and gently pulled him forward to touch their foreheads together. "I could never stay mad at you, dear brother. Nothing can stand in the way of our glorious love."

 

[Life.]

"Uuuhhhh..." Gon groaned as his head continued to rest on the desk. Then he heard Killua day something. "Sure. But what should we tell the police?" Gon asked.


He raised his head up and examined the image once more trying to see what was the screen. But once again his head was burning and this time he leaned his head back and closed his eyes. "But yeah. Let's go and see this...Mercian," Gon sounded out as he read the killer's supposed name.


Mayze gave a wicked grin as he observed his gorgeous sister admiring the bloody rose. "Oh dear sister..." he moaned as he felt her pulling his forehead close to hers, "You are the angel that should've never fallen from heaven."


He smiled and whispered, "Now shall we continue to spread the name of Mercian? I want to please you mote and present you with a bouquet of red roses."

 

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"We'll just tell them we suspect there's been a murder. We're Pro Hunters, so they won't ask many questions." Killua answered. He watched as Gon once again attempted to peer at the picture to no result. He lightly tapped the side of Gon's head.


"You alright? I hope you didn't overload your brain or something. Not that that's hard to do." He teased, smirking.


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"Yes, yes! You know just the right words to rile me up." Margorie heartily agreed. "Let us make our way away from here for now. I do not wish for us to be bothered by troublesome, hideous policemen who want to contain our beauty."

 

[Life.]

"Alright," Gon responded. He felt a light tap from Killua then heard his comment. Gon raised his head up showing an embarrassed smile and rubbed the back of his head. He exited out of the Hunter database and jumped out of the seat. "Alright to...to...to where are we going again Killua?" Gon asked.


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"But the ugliest fools make the gorgeous dances," Mayze murmured. A dangerous glint shined in his eyes but soon disappeared as he heard desire in his sister's voice. "To where shall we go and throw our poison?" Mayze asked.

 

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"Byce. It's a pretty small town." Killua responded, standing. Grabbing his own chair, he picked it up and moved it back to where he had gotten it. "Which means that a murder is a big thing for them. By the time we get there everyone will probably know something about it."


Pulling the wrapper out of his pocket, he tossed it into a nearby trash can. "Let's go back up to the room and get our stuff so we can leave."


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Margorie tapped an elegant finger on chin. "Hm. I cannot deny that I desire the thrill of the city once again. Say, the one to the west of here, called Pasco? There would be so many more dance partners to choose from. Alas, we will have to be more careful. But what is beauty without a little danger?"

 

[Life.]

((@WhimsicalWriter Oh please excuse me for not replying! I thought I replied and not only that this week in school was super busy since it was the week before our week off for Thanksgiving.))


Gon nodded. He knows the experience of being in a small town. Coming from Whale Island, everyone basically knew other because of the isolation characteristic of the island. He stood up from the seat and followed after Killua. "So Byce. Should we take a blimp to get to Byce?" Gon asked.


Half of his mind was with him at the moment, for the other half was disturbed by this Mercian character and thinking about the strength of the 'Nen Slayer'.


"Well if you suggest such a populous city...then why not throw a ball?" A smile crept up onto his face. "Tonight we shall dress our finest. We shall dance the night away my dear sister. Now shall we?" he said as he took a step back but just to bow down and offer up his hand to Margorie to take.

 

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(That's alright! I was a little busy as well.)


Killua shrugged as he headed back into the elevator and pressed the button. "I guess. It is kind of far away. It'd be fun to walk there, but since we're in a hurry, we probably should use a blimp." This time the trip up to their floor was uninterrupted; is was still fairly early so not many people were up yet.


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"That is an absolutely wonderful idea!" Margorie agreed, her eyes sparkling with joy. She reached down to place her hand into his. "You really do always know just what to do to cheer me up. My heart is skittering in excitement already."

 

[Life.]

Gon followed after Killua into the elevator. The vague tune that the elevator played soothed him a fraction but not enough to calm him. When he heard the elevator doors opening he anticipated someone waiting for them, Mercian. But no one greeted them. Gon has never felt so thrilled yet frightened his entire life, except the time when he needed to grab Hisoka's tag during the Hunter Exam. At the current moment he felt a similar emotion. He walked down the hallway to their bedroom and opened it with his room key. Quickly he walked over to where his belongings were placed and began packing them up. It was only a simple backpack that he took with him everywhere, so it didn't take long for him to pack. Gon stood there waiting for Killua.


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Shivers ran down his back when he felt the touch of his sister's eager hand in his. Even a slight moan escaped his mouth. "Oh how I want to please you my sister. Of course I will come up with the best ideas for you. You are the only thing in this world that matters to me," he whispered as he leaned into her ear. Then he pulled it back and granted her a wicked smile, "I believe the night is preparing for our wonderful ball. We shouldn't be late for our own ball, now should we?"

 

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Killua quickly stuffed his belongings into his own backpack and then slung it over his shoulders. However, as he moved his senses remained alert; there was no doubting that this Mercian character was strong. It was difficult to know exactly how strong though since they knew so little about him.


Glancing around the room, Killua decided that he had everything and looked to Gon. "Alright, let's go."


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"It would be terribly unfitting for the hosts to be late." Margorie agreed. "Let us not waste time and prepare ourselves. We need to ensure that we are even more beautiful than usual. Although that is quite the impossible feat for someone as handsome as you." She reached out with her free hand and lightly trailed it across his cheek.

 

[Life.]

((I'm going to skip some time. Skipping to when they have landed on Byce.))


An air of uncertainty filled the atmosphere. Gon could feel the nerves of the townspeople on end. His eyes wandered over the suspicious looks that the residents held towards each other. A fellow denizen has been murdered and any of them could be the 'Nen Slayer' since the image only existed on the Hunter database, not all the people in the world is familiar with how the 'Nen Slayer' appears. A slight frown came upon Gon's face of his impression on the town. An eerie quietness blanketed the usual noisiness of the town. "Hey Killua. How long ago was it that the man was killed?" Gon asked.


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Mayze was crouched on the edge of a skyscraper overlooking the bustle of the city. His eyes looked up at the setting sun. "It is almost time, love," Mayze said to the gorgeous woman that stood beside him. "Soon we can have the grand ball we have always desired," he murmured. Mayze slowly straightened up and wrapped his arms around the woman, "Where shall we start?"

 

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As Killua walked he stayed close to Gon, slightly on edge due to the tense atmosphere. Anyone and everyone in the town was practically a suspect, even travelers passing through. It was terrifying how quick people were to distrust each other


"Almost two days." He responded. When they passed by another citizen, too distressed to even notice the boys walking, Killua moved even closer to avoid the man. His arm brushed Gon's as they continued, but he was too preoccupied watching the townspeople out of the corner of his eye to notice.


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Margorie returned the embrace and rested her head against his chest. Relishing in the sound of his pleasant heartbeat, she gazed down at the city below. "The center plaza sounds like a delightful place to start. They say the heart contains the most interesting of sensations."