Hero X Hunter

One Punch Man belongs to ONE and Hunter X Hunter belongs to Yoshihiro Togashi

Author's Note: Hey! I realize that I kind of sort of basically abandoned Hero X For X Fun and this was for numerous reasons. First off, after going to some Writing Classes and learning how to write properly, looking back I realized that Hero X For X Fun was a freaking mess.

It had a good premise but it didn't have any direction and there was just too much going on in the end.

So to make up for it, I've been spending some time creating a rough plan of how this storyline will be going on. So I'll be putting the original, Hero X For X Fun up for adoption shortly after posting this since a lot of people seem to enjoy it.

Sadly all stories that aren't this, Fate: Zero Hair, Fate Stay Death and The Rather Odd Peerage of a Mahou Shoujo are discontinued and up for adoption, just like Hero X For X Fun.

Without further ado!

Enjoy!

Prologue: Hero X Amongst X Spiders

Saitama stared and Chrollo Lucilfer stared right back, all the while the Phantom Troupe stared at the two figures inside of the Church.

"You claim to be from another world?" The Leader of the Spiders finally said, breaking the silence.

"Yup."

"And you believe that we are a group of devoted cosplayers? And that by definition, we, the devoted cosplayers, should be thrilled in assisting a cliché Hero trying to find the means to return to his dimension?"

"Got it in one, you must be the guy in the chair."

"We are hiding in a church, there are no chairs, benches at best."

"It's not meant to be taken literally, it means you're the brains behind the operation."

The criminal nodded solemnly.

"Allow me to explain, for the third time in a row, that we are not a group of cosplayers, Hero," Chrollo waved his hand in the general direction of the Troupe (Saitama waved, only Uvogin waved back), "We are a group of vicious criminals known as the Spiders or the Phantom Troupe. We are here to rob the Mafia of the items they are auctioning and eliminate anyone that gets in our way."

"Ok," The newly minted A-class Hero nodded, "So what's the running rate as a Spider?"

Feitan quirked an eyebrow

"Did you not say that you were a Hero, Saitama?" the torturer asked, "We are as far as one can get from being called a 'Hero'."

Saitama thought for a second before shrugging,

"The truth is I only became a Hero because it was interesting and exhilarating, unlike my salaryman life, but even before I ended up here it was kind of getting annoying how easy I beat all my enemies," Saitama held up a finger, "When I came here I realized a very important fact, one that I forgot about completely, Heroes beat Villains, so Heroes must be STRONGER than Villains!"

"I'm lost," Uvogin admitted, the weirdo with the cape made his head hurt, "Nobunaga do you get what he's saying?"

"He's willing to become a criminal to get a good fight because Heroes are usually stronger than whatever 'Hero' he fights," The swordsman explained as sharpened his blade, the rhythmic grinding the only noise in the abandoned church.

"Heh, I can get behind that," Uvogin laughed, "Tough fights kickass!"

Saitama smiled slightly at that.

"Well I can't, why should we let this guy join the spiders?" Machi growled, anger clear in her eyes, "He doesn't even have his Nen unlocked, why are we even CONSIDERING letting him in? Even if this ass DID have his Nen unlocked, the Troupe has a thirteen-member policy! Twelve legs and one head, no more and no less."

"You make good points Machi, allow me to answer your questions," Chrollo's slight tone cutting through the church sharper than the sharpest of blades, even Nobunaga stopped his absented minded sharpening at the Leader's tone, "Hisoka is currently unable to come here to assist us and our reserve option is currently on a job, so we need a final member. One with no criminal history. The reason for Saitama, in particular, is Hisoka's recommendation as 'icing on the cake'."

"Hisoka recommended this guy?" Phinks asked incredulously, "I guess that makes sense, they both seem to be completely insane!"

"What do you mean Phinks?" Franklin turned his head to look at the Enhancer, "Hisoka is indeed unhinged, but Saitama seems quite sane if not a little apathetic."

"He says he's from another world if that isn't crazy than I don't know what is."

"Is it that unbelievable?" Pakunoda mused, "I can read minds, Franklin can turn his hands into guns, and Uvogin is capable of walking away from normally mortal attacks with nary a scratch on his skin. Is the idea of someone from another world that unusual?"

Phinks conceded the point and mumbled quietly to himself.

"Still, this guys' reason for joining is so…childish!" The normally stoic Machi complained, "How do we know this guy won't just screw everything up, on accident?"

"Since you have shown the most distrust in our new member, you will be his partner Machi," Chrollo stated, his eyes still glued to their newest addition, "Unless you are out for a specific task for the Troupe you will keep an eye on Saitama, are we clear?"

Machi bit her tongue to keep any rude retorts from escaping, she was better than this! Besides, it was for Leader and she was willing to do at least this much for him.

"Yes."

"And since his lack of Nen abilities appears to upset you so then you will be in charge of unlocking his Nen and teaching him of its use," Chrollo continued, Phinks laughed at the horrified look on Machi's face, "Since he is likely to be an Enhancer, you will also assist when possible Phinks."

"Me and my big mouth." Phinks sighed despondently.

Saitama turned to Machi and waved genially.

She didn't even react before flipping him off and walking away to get a breath of fresh air.

She seemed nice, Saitama decided. Kind of rude, but still nice.

He took out one of the few things that had come over with him into this new world, Mob Psycho 1,000,000 and began to read.

He was slightly annoyed that no one told him what the pay rate was, but it was nice to be a part of a group again.

Elsewhere in Yorknew

"What do you mean you won't be here?" Kurapika whisper yelled into his phone, "You were the reason I came here in the first place!"

"Why, I didn't know my words meant so much to you Kurapika! It warms my heart!"

"Cut the bullshit Hisoka, where are you!"

"Here and there, but don't get so worked up! You'll get wrinkles, you'll want your face to stay smooth and beautiful, like mine!"

"What is the connection between Yorknew and the Spiders?"

"You'll know in time, and when the time comes I'll send you more information via my weekly emails!"

"What do you mean?"

"Who do you think keeps sending you those cat videos and invitations to join the Magic Academy?"

"Hisoka!"

"Well, I've got to go! I think we'll be seeing one another soon…"

"Don't you dare hang up on – bastard!" Kurapika cursed as the clown hung up. The, admittedly, already sketchy plan Hisoka and he had set up was already crumbling and Kurapika couldn't help but wonder what Hisoka got out of all this.

Not knowing that man's motivations instilled a creeping sense of worry in the Kurta, one that just wouldn't quit.

Undisclosed Location near the Church

"So what are we doing?" Saitama asked.

"Unlocking your Nen dumbass!" Phinks replied while Machi remained silent.

"My what?"

"Your Aura, your life-force itself," Phinks yawned, "There are many uses and techniques with it, but the main reason we're teaching you is 'cause it's a real bitch to try to fight Nen Users without being able to see their attacks or abilities in action. All you need to do when its unlocked is to keep it under control, don't let it all out or you'll pass…or worse."

Saitama wasn't sure why he needed Nen, but if this guy said it would help who was he to judge?"

"So how does this-" Machi imbued her Needles with her unique ability (her Hatsu) and struck. And Saitama's Nen was unlocked.

They weren't quite prepared for what happened next.

Hunter Association HQ

Isaac Netero was either having a really good day or the worst day of his life. As Chairman of the Hunter Association, he was usually cooped up in his office for most of the day, with little to no time to go out into the world and enjoy the thrill of battle.

Not that it would matter, even in his old age he was widely acknowledged as the most powerful Nen Master.

That changed today, Netero noted with dry amusement. Or perhaps it was because he was in shock.

He had been taking a short breather from dealing with his very explosive and unique council when he had felt it.

It had been little more than a slight tingle in the air, a sense of pressure that most Nen Users wouldn't even bother investigating.

Isaac Netero was not most Nen Users, he was THE Nen User.

And so he had activated Gyo, and almost had a heart attack. He could see Nen, it surrounded and engulfed everything, impressive but usually nothing of note.

However, whoever was releasing this wasn't anywhere near the Hunter Association HQ. For the first time in years, Netero felt his heart began to beat with adrenaline.

For the first time in a long time, he had…a challenger.

And his later investigations only added to his growing battle lust. Though some of the higher-up Hunters passed out at the new piece of information.

After all, it wasn't every day that a newly awakened Nen User's ambient energy engulfed the planet in a pseudo-Ten.

Author's Note: Well here it is! One OPM Character in a unique position in the world. No Gon tagalong, no random wandering, instead we have a Saitama that is the replacement for Hisoka!

Now to answer some possible flames.

Saitama and Nen? Well, that was unavoidable, in my eyes. Nen Users have abilities that are INVISIBLE to those who aren't using Gyo, so if the battles are to even be SLIGHTLY interesting Saitama needs to be able to see Nen. Otherwise, it's just him getting hit randomly while he throws random punches (which would be amusing for one or two times before it just got stupid).

Remember to Review! Constructive Criticism and compliments are always welcome, flames for trashy imbeciles!

Until next time!

Extra Scene

Machi growled in frustration as she tried to place the Spider Tattoo on the back of that infuriating, loathful man.

It was a wasted effort. Even her Nen enhanced Needles seemed to just break upon impact with his skin, this was WORSE than when Uvogin had his tattoo! And that man at least had the excuse that he was a powerful Enhancer! What did this man eat to have such hard skin!

"You could use a sticker," Feitan suggested, she knew he was being snarky, "Since your skills aren't enough to tattoo a non-user."

"Well, that was a low blow, which isn't that surprising because considering you're too short to do any actual blows."

Feitan glared and then walked away passive-aggressively.

She felt quite proud, then the bald bastard snickered.

She was once again irritated.

DAMN HIM!