Killugon

Chapter 1

-Killua's POV-

*pant* *pant* I ran behind a nearby tree, trying to hide in this new and foreign place, the light from the moon providing little help. I was being hunted (haha a pun XD) by people of this island, being targeted easily by my blinding white hair and pale complexion. I cursed as I jumped past a flying dagger, narrowly dodging it. Outta nowhere, five men surrounded me, making an escape impossible. I prepared myself to fight when something came crashing through the tree, latching onto the back of my shirt.

I looked up to see a boy around my age with spiky greenish-black hair smiling down at me. I noticed a fishing rod in his hands, and i followed the wire down to the thing on my shirt. Shit. He yanked forward, pulling me up into the trees and out of reach of the men. I stumbled up the tree and grabbed a branch with all of my might, and slight fear of heights kicking in.

"Well, come on! You don't wanna stay there much longer. These people have grown up here on Whale Island, so they can climb the trees real fast." The boy said, bending down from his spot above me and reaching out his hand.

"Tch. And how do I know your not gonna just hold me there till they grab me?" I said, reaching down to my back with one hand to try and undo the hook on my shirt.

"Do you trust me?" He leaned even farther forward, his entrancing eyes full of pure kindness and innocence. I slowly raised my hand towards his, before he grabbed on and pulled me up to the same branch he was on, then hopping through the trees, not letting go of my hand for a second.

I could hear the men's voices receding behind us as we went deeper and deeper into the forest. We reached a clearing, A cliff top with a singular house residing on top. He kept pulling me forward, so I assume he must be dragging me to this building. I whipped my hand back as he turned around, a confused expression on his face.

"Is something wrong?" He asked, his words oozing concern.

"Just where exactly are you dragging me to? I don't even know what your name is, hell I don't even know why you would, yet you just rescued me from those natives. Why are you helping me?"

"Mito-san always said that I should help those in need of it. And you obviously were. I've lived here my entire life, so I know everyone on this island, and I've never seen your face before, i know your not from around here. You're fluffy snow hair makes you stand out. So I came to help save you from those bullies! Right now I'm taking you to my Aunt Mito's so you don't have to worry about them and you can get cleaned up." A smile was plastered onto his face, good intentions dripping from every word.

"You still haven't answered on of my questions yet." I said, placing my hands on my hips. His face went blank as he tried to figure out what he forgot, then lit up as he remembered.

"OH! My name is Gon Freecss!"