•another day• (Chrollo x F!reader)

Ouch

❤𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙫𝙤𝙩𝙚 ❤

The night had begun. Gunshots and cries rippled and tore through the air, a piercing scream here and there. The troupe loved it, screams of terror as they were brutally murdered. Chrollo stood, top floor of the auction building."why.."

"Why am I still alive?"

He wept. Pinned to the wall was a man- well half of one. Bites torn through, gaping holes. His voice, empty and brittle.

"Why can't i die?"

"They are called indoor fish, a nen fish that can only live in enclosed spaces.

A carnivore that prefers human flesh. You will not bleed or feel pain as you are being eaten. When they disappear, only then will you die"

His voice was calm. Tonight signified the death of a loved one. His life was savagely stolen away from him oh so quickly. leaving his friends to wallow over his demise.

Chrollo himself had found it easy to accept. Then again, it's all he was surrounded by- death. Uvogin may have been a part of his family, but that didn't mean he cared. In the end he will be replaced, just like always.

Dwelling on the past is just keeping you from the future. The future of the Phantom Troupe held many secrets and tears. Though Chrollo knew it all too well. Forgive and forget. Sacrifices and tears.

The spider must live.

Panic was ensued all throughout the auction house. Some argued, others weeped. It was no doubt that things were chaotic.

Currently you were running, a hand held firmly on your right shoulder. Blood seeped from your wound, creeping down your arm. Not 10 minutes ago you had gotten shot in the shoulder by a guard. He didn't seem to have control over his body, and after activating gyo he had attacked you. Before he could shoot again you kicked the gun from his hand, the metallic sound was loud as it hit the floor.

Not wanting to find out more you had ran, picking up the gun in the process. Clicking the UP button on the elevator you exhaled.

'What have I gotten myself into?'

The sliding doors opened and you hoped in, clicking a random button, which happened to be the top floor. The lucky-go-happy elevator music wasn't really making this all any more crazy.

Soon arriving at the top floor you ran- er jogged i guess, down the hall. Quickly slowing down due to your energy running low. Walking past a door you heard something

Someone

It might be a security guard who could help me!

Leaning close to the door you listened.

"Won't die?"

The man's voice was hoarse and empty. You listened, nothing else came other than a thud. Worry started growing thick, your face running cold from the bloodloss.

'Shit what should i do?'

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