It was a typical day for me or well... it started off as usual. Waking up late for school, showering in less than 5 minutes getting ready in 3 and eating my breakfast so fast that I would be hiccuping through the whole bus ride except I didn't make it to the train that day.
I was running as usual and suddenly my attention was caught instantly by a passing cat which was literally right in front of me. Shit- I moved my weight against the side to avoid running forward and instead took to falling awkwardly on the pavement.
The cat very "gratefully" hissed at me in what I would say was appreciation but most likely wasn't.
"Talk about manners...", I stuck my tongue out at the cat and was in return struck in the face. Let's say I got into a one-sided cat fight. The cat was winning and I was groaning in pain, clutching my face and falling back on the concrete.
Suddenly loud chatter filled the place and the pain subsided instantly. God, should I just skip school. Oh wait... we have an exam today! I sprung up in alert only to freeze.
Shock hit me like a bucket of cold water. People surrounded me, very colourful and interesting looking people that definitely weren't your average Londoners- maybe tourists? Yet I wasn't outside anymore but I'm in an empty? Sewerage? How far did I fall?
I looked around in wonder. Did I lose my memories? Is this my anime awakening? What the fuck is going on?
"What the hell... she just died didn't she? How the hell is she.." the surrounding people murmured vague sentences.
And suddenly a familiar voice wafted the place silencing all other voices.
"So.. you live to tell the tale... how interesting...", my head turned towards the voice. My eyes probably looked like saucers as they looked over the man in a clown suit before me.
That fiery red hair, gelled meticulously upwards, golden eyes that held an eagle like feel and could pierce with just a glare.
"H-h-hi-hiso-hisoka?!", i was star struck and the man just smiled at me.
"That's correct!", he walked closer to me and crouched down to level his head with mine. "Your an interesting one, people don't just come back to life after dying usually" he tilted his head curiously.
"That's some awesome cosplay dude! Holy shit! I thought you were the real thing! Damn I was shook!", I playfully punched his shoulder. Wow even his face matched Hisokas perfectly.
The cosplayer looked at me in surprise. Guess he didn't see that coming? Whatever- I wonder if there's more cosplayers here? Soon I quickly left the Hisoka cosplayer and the crowd of shocked faced onlookers in search of 4 boys.
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Okay. I just realised somethings- like some freaky things.
For some reason nobody was thanking me for complimenting their outfits or spot on cosplay. In fact Killua almost fucking stabbed me. I dodged and ran for my life. Gitaraku aka Illumi strangled me after I said "illumi really picked an ugly disguise" and proceeded to question me on how I knew it was him and if I told anyone he'd kill me. He then proceeded to stab a needle INTO MY HEAD! A NEEDLE! And said if I outed him I'd blow up. Like wtf. Chill.
And now the mouthless-moustache guy is here and we've been walking for like hours and everyone's saying all the lines from the anime. So I've come to a conclusion. I might be 1) having a very convincing dream about being in the hxh world or 2) I might actually be in the world.
I touched the marks on my neck left by Illumi after he strangled me. They were painful. (I'm totally going to file a law suit after everything's normal) Am I really here? I heard Kurapica speak about his clans massacre and Leorio speak about his friends death. It was all so accurate.
BINABASA MO ANG
The Magicians Toy oneshot(hisoka x reader) hunterxhunter
FanfictionSuddenly y/n woke up on concrete ground, a floor that was cold yet vibration and loud sounds reflected off it. Y/n sat up looking at unfamiliar y/s/c hands in wonder. You suddenly wake up in the hxh universe. You've taken over an unfamiliar body an...
