In a parallel universe, a mind-blowing revelation shook the world-a genderbend version of the notorious Phantom Troupe. This unexpected troupe consisted of the same members as the original, only with a twist: they were now the opposite gender. It wa...
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v. the unexpected meeting
As the tension rose within the dimly-lit room where the original Phantom Troupe conducted their clandestine meeting, a sudden interruption pierced through the air like an unwelcome cacophony.
"That insufferable brat," muttered Fei, an air of annoyance and disdain palpable in her voice. "I knew she'd be nothing but a nuisance. Let's just go, Phia. She deserves whatever happens next-" she continued before sauntering away, leaving her words hanging unfinished in the thick atmosphere.
But before Fei could take another step, a blur of action ensued as Phia and Paku leaped forward in a bid to rescue Gina, rendering the Troupe members speechless and confused at this unexpected intrusion. "You too? Fuck fine." Fei says forcing herself to jump in as well.
With their fists clenched and their eyes aflame with determination, Phia, Paku, and Fei surrounded Gina, forming a protective barrier around her as they faced off against the stunned and wary members of the Phantom Troupe.
The tension in the room was electric as the Phantom Troupe questioned the intruders, their muscled bodies tensed and posed for an attack at any given moment. As these strangers stood their ground, it was evident that they, too, had a similar fashion style as some of the members of the Troupe, making the (original) Phantom Troupe raising more questions about their identity and intentions.
"Intruders, now hm. Tell, me what do you want? Who sent you?" Chrollo demanded, his eyes scanning their opponents for any sign of weakness or information.
Phia, sensing their poker face faltering, dug deeper into her bag of tricks and spoke in a tone that would make the Phantom Troupe bristle with anger. Her words dripped with sarcasm and insolence, designed to provoke and taunt the Troupe members. "Why does it matter so much huh?"
But this insolence was not unnoticed, and Phinks, in particular, was boiling with an intense desire to pummel these strangers into submission.
The strangers, however, seemed to have something up their sleeve as Paku, with a shrewdness that could only come from experience, signaled to the others that surrender was inevitable, but only for a moment.
As the moment of truth arrived, Paku stood before his darling girls with a solemn expression. His voice dripped with honeyed words of gentle persuasion, urging his beloved charges to calm their nerves and cooperate fully with their captors.
"My dear, sweet girls," Paku intoned, his voice soft and gentle, "let us all take a deep breath and show these lovely people a bit of our graciousness and submission, yes?"
As the reality of the situation crashed over them like a wave, one of the girls couldn't help but show her spunky side. "What? Surrender? Us?" Phia huffed, aghast at the mere suggestion that they should kowtow to these intruders. Yet Paku was not so easily dissuaded, and he shot Phia a meaningful glance. With a sigh, Phia knew what had to be done.
Now, with a paternal tone, Paku cooed to them, urging them on with a flick of his wrist as their hands rose in the air in unison. "My precious, beautiful darling girls," Paku whispered, his almost-fatherly tone carrying with it an air of regal authority, "let us acquiesce to their demands and treat them to a grand spectacle, hmm?"
As the captors descended upon them, Machi and Shalnark swiftly bound the four and placed them in a circle upon the ground, as if resembling a group of hostages in the midst of a heist.
Chrollo's amusement was palpable as he surveyed his captives, clearly entertained by their show of submission. Finally, the moment of truth arrived as Chrollo demanded answers.
"Now, my dear young ladies, if you wouldn't mind telling us a bit about your boss and your motives for spying on us," the leader, Chrollo purred with sly cunning, "Pakunoda is more than happy to extract that information from your minds, yes?" And with a nod, Pakunoda closed in on the girls and Paku, ready to glean their secrets from their very memories.
Yet, unbeknownst to the Phantom Troupe, Paku had already concocted a plan of attack. Holding Fei, Phia, and Gina's hands together tightly as his power were slightly glowing in secret to protect them, he waited with bated breath as Pakunoda approached to touch them and extract their memories.
Pakunoda's mind was in turmoil, a tempest of confusion and disbelief merging into a single vortex of astonishment. The prospect of this was unheard of, a feat so utterly impossible that she couldn't fathom its existence. Yet, here it was, plain and simple—she couldn't read these people's memories. Their minds were like a blank canvas, free from any intrusion.
"I.. I can't see anything.. All I can see is.. black? Impossible! Who.. who are these people?" Pakunoda says, trembling backwards.
The members of the Troupe, including Hisoka, were no better than her. Their eyes, once filled with the fire of confidence, wavered with fear and surprise. Nobunaga, not one to shy away from a fight, was quick to suggest to Chrollo that they should deal with them before any harm could be done.
Chrollo, the leader, was amused by the whole situation, his fingers intertwined as he played with them, his mind ticking away rapidly as he tried to process the events unfolding before him. The mystery surrounding these strangers only added to his intrigue, and he couldn't help but ask for their names.
The new visitors, who now stood amidst the troupe of gifted individuals, were interesting and new to Chrollo. They had a strong aura that intrigued him, unlike the mundane intruders he usually encountered. "Speak. What are at least your names?"
"Don't tell them, Fei." Phia says as she gazes at Fei but then notices that she already said her name herself.
Feitan on the other hand was caught off guard, was surprised to hear his name and mistakenly thought she was referring to him. "You fucking dumbass, Phia now they know." Fei says but then notices she clearly did the same now they're both even lmao.
"Yeah, my bad." Fei says shutting herself up now. Mere confusion soon turned to irritation as Phia's slip-up was noticed.
Phinks observed that this young woman, Fei had a striking resemblance to his comrade Feitan. She sported the same sassy style in clothing as his friend, and possessed an uncanny resemblance in height and stature.
"Oh look Feifei," Phinks drawled, turning to his companion, Feitan with a sly grin. "It seems this lass shares your nickname. How quaint! Could it be that she's your long-lost sister?"
Feitan turned to glare at Phinks, a look of annoyance etched deep in his features. But Phinks was undeterred, guffawing loudly as he continued to tease his friend.
Finally, Fei relented, throwing up her hands in exasperation. "Fine, it's Fei Portor," she grumbled. What's the point in hiding it now anyway?
As Phinks and Feitan exchanged surprised glances, the former chuckled triumphantly. "Ah, I knew it!" he crowed. "Perhaps she's not just your sister, Fei... Maybe.. she's your wife.."
The air was thick with amusement and the faint scent of mischief. Phinks, with his wit and humor, teased Feitan by pointing out the irony of the situation. His sly and majestic tone rang through the air.
There was no escape for the newly found intruders, their identities now lay bare for the whole troupe to see. It was an exciting encounter for them, full of wonder, and yet, ominous, for these strangers carried a secret that could upset their carefully laid out plans.
The tension in the room was palpable, each member of the gang trying to gauge the intentions of these strangers. In this moment, they were all unsure of what lay before them, as if they had stepped into an unknown world full of surprises and secrets.
What would happen next, nobody could tell, but one thing was sure—this encounter would change them in ways unimaginable.
