Gon stepped into the tunnel, after taking the elevator down to the hunter examination site. A 28 year old Gon stretched, sighing. "I'm glad I got here on time." He thinks out loud, searching through the competition. Many people of many different backgrounds lined the dark green tunnel. Being a whopping 6'3" and quite muscular, he towered over most of the others, intimidating them. But he still wore that look of childlike innocence. His large brown eyes never changed, they were still just as bright as they always were.

The man scanned over the crowd again. Lots of average looking, low budget character design. Except for a few. But what really caught his attention was a tuft of bright red hair that was dwarfed by the rest of the men here. 'A kid? He made it here?' Gon thought to himself, pushing through the crowd to satisfy his curiosity, most of the men made a path for him, even though he had no ill intentions.

Hisoka felt something. Something large and idiotic heading straight for him. He whipped around, a bit tense. But, he relaxes once their eyes meet. Those soft brown eyes couldn't hold any bad vibes, ever. His yellow, cat like eyes narrowed, and he smiled. "Hello there." He simply greeted, his voice a bit high pitched, average for a 12 year old. Gon smiled back, a big, doofy grin adorning his somewhat defined face. "Hi! I'm Gon! What's your name, little guy?" Hisoka pouted a bit. "Little guy? Don't take me so lightly." He half joked, half meant it. He wasn't so sure. "But, I'm Hisoka." The red haired child offered a playful grin. This man…He gave off some kind of aura. It made Hisoka feel a fire within himself, it burned brighter and brighter. He was getting those…urges again. He wanted to fight. Kill someone. Injure someone. Make them bleed, beg for mercy…And then they'd make that face. THAT face. That face that would send him into a frenzy.

He pushed those thoughts away. He'd kill this idiot later. He was nice, so it's only polite. "Can you do magic tricks? You look like a magician!" Heh. That's the first time he was called a magician instead of a clown. "Of course I can." Hisoka mused. "All kinds, card tricks, illusions-" Thump. Hisoka felt someone bump pretty damn roughly into his shoulder, and they just kept walking. He felt his heart flutter. He could repress his urges for a little while with this rude-ass. "Excuse me." Hisoka turned to face the man, who slowly turned around. "What the hell do you want, kid?" He grumbled. "You're not fit to be here. Go home to your mom, or somethin'." Hisoka glared. How insensitive. He didn't even have a family anymore! Where just would he go? "I don't plan on it." He closes his eyes. "Now, apologize." The man scoffs. "You've got some nerve, kid!" He pulls out a blade, it being just a simple dagger. Hisoka raises an eyebrow, giving a look that said 'Is that all?' The man snarls a curse, before charging. Hisoka disappears. Gon gasps. Where did that kid go? Did he flee? No. He was…right behind that guy! In a flash, Hisoka has a poker card up to the man's neck. "Now, let's just extinguish those arms, shall we?" The man lets out a stifled yell as his arms dissolve into flower petals, red ones. Gon stares both in horror and in wonder. The man's screams slowly die, as does he. He falls to the ground with a 'thunk,' and all the candidates move quickly away from Hisoka. Gon, however, moved closer. He didn't seem to think of the guy Hisoka just killed.

"Wow! You moved so fast! That's so cool!" The green clad man was gushing over how cool Hisoka is, as the man's blood seeps everywhere. "How do you do it?" Gon's eyes sparkle. Hisoka feels a light blush come over him. But, you couldn't see it with the white face paint. No one's ever complimented him, or been this impressed. Everyone's always called him a horrible monster of a child. He was kicked out of 4 schools for attempted murder, if that paints a picture of how horrifying the boy could be. But this guy…he's genuinely interested. "I trained by myself." He simply replied. "Oh? Wah, all by yourself?" Gon tilted his head. "That's amazing, Hisoka!" Hearing the man saying his name was something he could get used to.
The Hunter Exam had begun.