Life has unpredictable turns that truthfully, we cannot foretell when will happen. Unless that is, you were given the power to read the future. But without such ability the road ahead is shrouded in complete darkness, a void that very slowly reveals itself with every step you take along the way. You have no idea when it will end, and where the path will suddenly turn. But is that turn for better or worse? Well, it depends on how you deal with it. If it's bad enough, you just have to suck it up and keep walking. That's how everything works, right?

Once you take a path, you can't turn back.

"-Young man?" A voice rang in his ears, "Young man? Hello?"

A short fused grumble erupted from his throat, and the young boy tiredly opened his eyes to the form towering over him. His navigator stood by, idly awaiting for the child to wake from his slumber. They had left in the early morning to get a head start for the exam site, but the one following found his limits to being awake short. Therefore they stopped and the navigator patiently allowed his follower to sleep. However, time was now of the essence for one of them.

"…How long has it been?" The examinee gathered his single strap bag and stood up, slouching against the tree that had been his support in the last few hours.

"Ah… A couple of hours. I'm sorry I should have woken you soone-"

"What!?" He instantly shouted at him and made the escort step back. "You fool! The exam starts soon!"

"M-My apologies! I'll take you to the site right away!" The older male bowed.

"Of course you will because that's your damn job! Hurry up!"

With barely time to spare, they left the resting spot and were on their way to the Hunter Exam. To be specific, it was the 286th Hunter Exam. Each location changed every year, which made the trip all the more bothersome to get to – or so it was thought by a certain impatient boy who couldn't keep his anger in check. This individual was a mere 12 year old boy from NGL, better yet known as Neo-Green Life. Though because of numerous circumstances his life moved to Zaban City when he was young, and that is where it all began.

He strode through the crowd, cussing under his breath as he pushed a nearby person out of the way. When they tried to lecture the boy for his attitude, he uncaringly ignored them and continued to follow the other. His short, spiky red maroon hair brushed against his forehead as the temperature appeared to intensify and grew warmer. Smooth, somewhat pale skin glistened in the sun, but a noticeable scar curving under his left eye grabbed the unwanted attention of some people. It made him clench his teeth and glare at them with a threatening look – fortunately it worked on his end. The only noticeable piece of jewellery on him was a single three piece earring on his left ear with the bottom revealing a beautiful sapphire gem inside. And his eyes – as he was told by many – stood out the most. They were a dazzling ocean blue that showed strong determination and will, but also deep, unfathomable hate.

The child's appearance was quite normal, though naturally unexpected for a former resident of NGL. He wore a dull light purple turtle-neck hoodie with short sleeves that stopped right above his elbows, and dirt brown shorts that went down to his knees. Under the short sleeved jacket was a simple black shirt in case he got dehydrated. His arms were completely covered in bandages showing not an ounce of skin underneath, and his toeless boots were aqua and black in colour.

"Are we there yet?" The maroon headed child questioned with seething anger.

No doubt he had a grudge against the escort now.

"It's up ahead." The navigator replied, hesitant in his response. He wished he didn't have to deal with such a petulant being, but it was part of his job to simply lead examinees to the site despite their attitudes.

Zaban City was as energetic as ever, ignoring its dark history with serial murderers; one being the infamous Johness the Dissector. The streets were filled with joyous individuals and streets lined with markets selling trinkets and valuables alike. Even now and then one could hear the faint sounds of instruments playing a rhythmic tune in the distance, but the source was left unknown. Zaban City was peaceful, and as well the starting location of the renowned Hunter Exam.

The two figures came to a stop in front of a book store named 'Token Books', where the young examinee noted it looked completely desolated around and inside it. The place in question appeared run down and barely standing on its own two feet. However by closer inspection the structure was actually quite resilient due to the cross wood boarding in which it was built upon. He had a liking for buildings, and admired the craftsmanship that many others never took notice of; it was a shame really, that their efforts went unlooked by humanity. The escort opened the door and stepped inside, holding it wide for his follower while he strode in with a short huff.

"Good morning. Is there something I can help you with?" The old store owner sat behind the register at the back of the store, a wide smile on his wrinkled face.

"Yes. I'm looking for a book called 'The Face of Finalities'."

This captured the attention of the owner, and he narrowed his eyes with a following question, "Which edition do you seek?"

"The classic with a mended beginning."

A smile broadened towards them, and the store owner pointed his thumb over his shoulder, "You can find it in the back."

"Thank you." The navigator bowed his head in respect, turned his head to the examinee and began walking to the back of the store. He opened the door and led the other into a hallway, coming all the way to the end door with a red cross on it.

The hallway was done up particularly different to the building's exterior, with lush red carpet at their feet and creamed coloured walls on both sides. Two doors were lined on both their left and right, leading to unknown locations. However the latter of the duo found himself disinterested with their secrets and quietly followed along after his guide. He simply hoped he wasn't too late for the exam, otherwise it would have been another year wasted on training and a goal unsuccessful.

As the child walked into the last room, he rotated his body and found his temporary companion towards the entrance with a gentle smile and hazelnut eyes meeting his own magnificent blue. The escort fixed his cloak and bowed to him with his arms by his side.

"I wish you good luck in the Hunter Exam… Pasche."

Hey there everyone! Another fic, another story to tell.

So as you can tell this is going to be telling about the 286th Hunter exam, a year before canon where Gon and his friends take it. This will be following my OC Pasche in his adventure to become a Hunter and fulfil his goals.

~I'm in need of some OC's for the upcoming phases of the exam!~

You simply need to tell me the basics of your OC, their abilities if they have any yet, personality and strengths and weaknesses. Although they will only be supporting characters throughout it and some may not pass… or even survive.