Disclaimer: I do not own HxH. (─‿‿─)

Warning: Some scenes may be familiar, but they are not accurate. So please do not be misguided.

Chapter 1: The beginning

Fearsome monsters… exotic creatures… chimeras… magical beast… vampires… werewolf… fairies… pixies… spirits… demons… angels and other beings unknown to human's knowledge…

The world, just like how it was described by ancient people, is full of mysteries. Legends are not just legends. Myths are not just myths. Tales are not just tales. Some stories that are known to be created just from mere imagination were based from real stories that happened thousands of years ago.

Before the humans came into existence, different creatures lived in the world. Some of them became inexistent, some endangered and some continued to exist until today. But their life before the human era was so different. It was peaceful. It was full of freedom. It was void of fear.

When the chief of heaven created humans, they were given the treatment equal to the angels which is far higher than the other creatures in the world. That special treatment became the source of jealousy among the other angels. Because of that jealousy, the affected angels hated the humans and out of pride, they rebelled against the creator, with the brightest among the angels as their leader, Lucifer.

War started among the angels themselves.

Miguel, the leader of the defending angels, with the power of the creator emanating within him, fought against Lucifer. And just like how it is should be, bad never prevails and so the rebels are defeated.

With a promise of revenge in his mind, Lucifer, followed by his co-rebels, flew fast from the heaven and descended to the world and lived among the other creatures and humans and become the cause of sins.

Fooled by the devil's empty promises, the humans – which have then started to grow in number and so started to acquire knowledge - become the cause of destruction, fear and chaos. As they continued to grow in number, the other creatures of the world became wary over them and draw themselves away from the humans.

Enrage with the humans' doing, the chief of heaven, the creator of everything, sent angels to the upright people to warn them to leave and go to a faraway place. With the upright people gone from their wicked land, downpour of fire was sent by the chief of heaven himself to destroy the rest of humanity.

Guided by the angels from heaven, the upright people continued living in different places and the human race started all over again from these chosen people.

Another story started when the angels fell in love to the humans and unification occurs between them… Half human and half angel were born. But because angels are forbidden to take a wife/ husband, those who committed such sin were banished from the face of the human land and never allowed to return again.

Those who are born from a human and an angel were found to possess indescribable powers when a cry of a single child shook the land to almost breaking. Because of fear for that power, the humans forced the half blooded to leave, to go in a place, far away from them and live on their own…

With the eldest among them, a teenager, as their leader, the half-blooded angels continued to live, facing every hurdle that comes to them, helping each other and taking care of each other.

Years had passed and the children grew up and their number started to grow as well until they almost reached a hundred of them.

But as the time pass by, humans also changed and became greedy. Wars started among themselves… Wars involving land, treasures and resources... Brother against brother… Family against family… Kingdom against kingdom… Nation against nation.

While the half-blooded strived to live in peace, the humans continued to live in wars. But that did not end just like that as the humans discovered the half-blooded about their hiding place and rediscovered their powers, the half-blooded became hunted and those who were caught by the humans' hand were used as weapons for the wars until the end of their life, or more like, until they committed suicide because of dread… dread of killing people, which is also the reason why they did not use their powers against their attacker.

The other half-blooded who escaped the attack of the humans continued to strive living, going from one place to another to avoid being found again by the humans…

Years have passed and the story of the half-blooded angels became an old fairy tale with only a handful of people have knowledge about – if they even know the exact information…

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A pair of black leather shoes, a black trouser, a black blazer; so dark, her business suit, that is, except for the white long-sleeved buttoned shirt underneath her blazer, so opposite to her back-length blond hair bound behind her neck, leaving the small fringe on the side and her bangs to frame her small round face, and her large golden eyes.

She sighed, closing her eyes for a while and looked again at the faint reflection that the glass door was giving her inside the dimly lit room. Reaching her hand to the metal handle, she slid the glass door open, letting the cold wind of the night blow pass her petite body, ruffling lightly her hair as she stepped out to the terrace and closed the glass door behind her.

With the full moon illuminating the night, she is able to see the mountainous surroundings of her temporary living quarter. There are only a few, but big houses, separating by wooded areas. Some houses are standing on the slope or at the top of the mountains just like the house she is staying.

Raising her hands in front of her, she pulled up the sleeve on her left hand, revealing a small wrist watch. It's 8:00 PM. Sighing for the second time, she walked the short distance to the railing of the terrace. She swiftly lifted her body to the metal bar of the railing and jumped the height of the three floor building of her living quarter and ran straight toward the lush forest…

He has been waiting there for hours, sitting at the bulging root of a huge tree with only his black, long-sleeved shirt and black pant to protect him from the freezing air of the night. Resting his elbows over his propped up toes, he clasped his hand together and rested his forehead above, letting his dark hair fall over his face, and closed his eyes. He is tired, tired of all the things that happened and still happening to him until now. The darkness is eating away his soul… and it hurts… it's hurting him so deeply… and he cannot use his nen to protect himself. He just hopes this night would be the end of all his wait…

As if on cue, presence from somewhere in the distance came, approaching him.

He stood up to 'greet' the new comers. "You're late," he said calmly, hiding perfectly the heart-beating pain coming from his very soul.

"Being impatient, aren't we, Kuroro?" came from a male voice, as if mockingly, but jokingly at the same time.

"And I suppose he is the exorcist that will free me from the chain user's nen, Hisoka." He gestured at the tanned man in green jacket who was standing beside the jester.

"Bingo~," Hisoka replied in a sing-sang voice, smiling creepily, making his narrow eyes almost close.

"I am Abengane, nice meeting you," the tanned man said, reaching out his hand to Kuroro for a handshake.

Since Abengane is not a member of the troupe yet, the condition set over to Kuroro (the prohibition from having any kind of contact with the members) is not applicable to him. With that in mind, Kuroro raised his hand to take the handshake. "Kuroro," he said.

"Well then," Hisoka started, "I suppose we can start the exorcism now."

"No, not here," Abengane said. "Follow me."And the three of them walked down the forest until they arrived in a clearing in front of a vast lake. "This place will do."

The process went with Abengane collecting some dry twigs in one place in front of the lake and setting a small bonfire. He instructed Kuroro to stand in front of the fire, which he did, in a considerable distance and Abengane stood beside him, taking out a voodoo doll and started murmuring some incoherent words. As he raised the doll over the sky, the ground suddenly started to shake and the air started to swirl all over the place, making the trees behind them wave like crazy with some fallen leaves flying around. The fire in front of them flickered furiously, making it hard to predict if it will go ablaze or it will go out in an instant…

She was jumping from tree to tree as if she is a ninja, going far and far away from her temporary living quarter, but still, everything she sees are countless number of trees, grasses, small plant, dry leaves and twigs. Even the air smells like leaves. Despite that fact, the features on her face has never changed, always calm as ever.

Not until she felt the presence of unwanted guests running after her.

Glancing swiftly behind her, she saw nothing but trees. Who could be following her? Why are they following her? Whoever they might be, they are good at hiding. She continued on her track, jumping from another tree branch, but suddenly stopped as she landed perfectly on the ground and raised her right hand over her chest where her heart is.

'What is this?' she thought to herself, eyes widening. 'Something is…' and the land started to shake, accompanied by the swirling wind. She took a balancing stance and looked at the sky, but saw only canopy of the branches and leaves swaying noisily. She moved out of her place until she found the spot with the least branches and saw dark clouds moving rapidly, covering the night sky.

She shook her head vigorously. 'This is not the time for this,' she thought to herself as she felt the presence behind her getting closer and closer. "I guess I have no choice but to face them," she said, turning to her back. Not long enough, figures of people appeared before her, but they are not just any people…

"What is happening?" Kuroro asked, balancing his body over the still shaking grown, narrowing his eyes at the scene before him.

"Abengane?" Hisoka urged, bearing the same expression and stance as Kuroro.

"It's… coming," the exorcist said shakily with an obvious fear all over his face, as he fell to his butt on the ground, placing his hands behind him to support his weight.

Kuroro looked at him with his brows furrowing and then to the still blazing fire in which the exorcist was looking with pure terror. Surge of water was heard from a distance… It's from the lake… as if something is about to surface…

Kuroro and Hisoka stayed still, trying to figure out what is about to appear as the sound of the surging water become louder and louder until a mound of something became visible behind the flickering fire. As the mound got closer and closer, it became bigger..and bigger.. and bigger until it arrived just at the shore of the lake and the land stopped shaking. Still the two men cannot make out what it is until it rose up from the water…It is… a monster…

A huge, dragon-like head rose up, making a waterfall effect on its long neck, eyes shining bright red. Kuroro and Hisoka cannot help, but stare at the monstrous creature with wide eyes, unable to believe what has appeared before them.

"It can't be. It can't be. It can't be," Abengane said, shaking his head in disbelief.

Another surge of water was heard as another head rose up.

"What is happening? What is that thing?" Kuroro asked, looking down at him.

"It's…" and then another head… "No, it can't be," Abengane tried to stand up, but end up falling on his knees. "Why did I summon a monster?" he put his hands over his head, clutching at his short, curly hair. "I will… die."

"Hey, hey," Hisoka called their attention as he saw the heads that looks like attached to one body, moving closer to them especially the one in the middle. He made himself ready if ever the monster would attack.

Kuroro looked back at the creature and to his utter surprise, the middle head of the said creature was just a few meters away from him, towering in front of him. What should he do? Should he attack it? But… his body can't move…

"Pairo… everyone…" she said hesitantly with wide eyes as she saw the same 16 years old boy with dark-brown hair in front of her, wearing his usual red tribal clothes. Right, he was 16 years old the last time she saw him. Behind him are a number (not everyone) of her kin. And like Pairo, their features are still the same from six years ago. But… something is amiss. Their eyes are closed.

"Did I surprise you, Kurapika?" a male voice came behind her people. The figures behind Pairo split up into two, making a way in the middle and a man with long, black hair, clad in black robe came forward and stood beside Pairo.

"Who… are you?"

The man gave her an evil smirk. "Omokage."

The monster's middle head moved closer and closer to Kuroro until it's just a foot away from him, looming over him. If ever that thing would open its mouth, it could swallow him whole and alive. The dragon-like head lowered to him until it came to his eye level, with its pointy mouth only an inch away from his chest.

A surge of heat coming out from his heart spread throughout his body. His heart pounded rapidly as if it wanted to go out of his chest. And then, he felt the nen on his heart swirl anxiously. Kuroro cannot tell if the monster's head was the one causing it. But, the feeling is somehow… familiar, but different at the same time.

From his peripheral view, he saw Abengane standing up, taking careful steps backward. The creature's left head move slowly, looking at the backing away exorcist.

"No," Abengane said under his breath, eyes widening in horror. "NO!" he shouted, turning around as he ran away quickly, making Kuroro and Hisoka turn their head toward him. But the monster is quicker than him as it changed its head toward him, opening its mouth and swallowed him whole. Not long enough, the monster started to disintegrate into fine sand, with the wind blowing away every bit it until there's nothing more.

Nevertheless, the anxious swirling of the nen inside Kuroro's heart continued.

"It swallowed him," Hisoka stated the obvious, brows furrowing deeply as he made a very sad and disappointed face. "And disappeared?" He tentatively looked at Kuroro. "What now?"

"What, indeed?" he asked back, turning to the jester. "But I have a feeling… something is happening to the chain user," he added in a serious tone…

(っ◕‿◕)っ AN:

Hello dear readers!

It's been a while and finally, here's the beginning of the revision of Hunter X Ghost. So, how it is? Is it bad? Is it good? Is it confusing?

Ok. About Pairo being 16. Yup, I made him older that Kurapika.

I might also use some characters from other anime.

Please review. ᵔ.ᵔ

Have a nice day!

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