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Immaculate white walls and marbled floor. Dozen of bodyguards right in the entrance, wearing expensive pristine suits, one burlier than the last. Maids in uniforms hurrying in and out, cleaning every blemish seen.
At least, that's what the Phantom Troupe was expecting when they arrived at Furacking's mansion but instead, the walls were painted red with blood. The bodies of the guards all in a huge pile in a corner drowning in a pool of blood and as if the scene didn't have enough carnage all the maids have at least one limb torn off. Arms and legs were strewn all over the floor. The pink-haired phantom troupe member eyes the maid near the entrance, head inside the wall, it's body sticking out the only thing visible.
"Oh my, what do we have here?~♥️" Hisoka says, stretching every vowel to add flair to his dramatics. A wide grin breaks on his once passive face. "And here I was thinking this was going to be very veeery boring~"
The other Phantom Troupe's members acted as if they didn't hear anything from the clown. Phinks' annoyed eye roll, the only indication someone heard his statements.
"Looks like someone got here before us" Feitan's unamused voice, contempt apparent in his tone.
Machi looks at their leader, who has been silent the whole time, waiting for his commands. "Danchou, what are we going to do?"
"Feitan, make sure the merchandise is untouched. Machi and Hisoka, check the surroundings for any signs that could lead us to know what happened here" Chrollos's dignified voice, continue to exude calmness, showing no signs of panic.
"Yes, boss" Feitan, Machi, and Phinks chorus in agreement to their boss' orders.
But before they could even start carrying out their orders a click-clack of heels echoed through the room. The group immediately taking an offensive stance, ready to protect their head. Eyes darting to the second floor, where the heels hitting the floor gradually growing louder. They eye the figure that was taking shape in the shadows of the archway. Chrollo's eyes widen slightly with shock and recognition but it disappeared instantly as soon as it appeared.
A woman dressed in a long black lace dress hugging her curves in the most captivating way possible, hair in a bun with stray strands framing her face. Her lips were just as red as the blood that dripped down her hand and yet her most striking feature had captured the group's attention before they can even see her body or face. Her eyes. Her emerald green eyes that were gorgeous in the light but even more captivating when it was glowing in the dark. It was as if it was the eyes of a feral animal in its cave, luring you in. Whispering to you to "come closer".
Not a single word escaped the lips of the thieves, it was so quiet that you would've heard a pin drop and the sight of them staring up at her as she looked down on them from the mezzanine was so intoxicating. A wide amused and, just a bit, crazed grin stretches on her face which effectively broke all of them from their trance. Their once blank stares abruptly changed to malicious glares that promised pain worse than death. Any lesser man would've been scared but she knew she was anything but less.
"I didn't know we were going to have guests. If I knew I would've cleaned up a bit. After all, it's not good to not look presentable. I do hope you cut me some slack though, the maids you see are.....on permanent leave." She cocks an eyebrow at them as she descends the stairs, they can see her eyes more clearly. The emerald eyes look ethereal as if they were precious jewels obtained from the depths of the planet. The blood at the end of her dress doesn't escape Chrollo nor Hisoka's eyes even if blood doesn't stain as obviously on black as it does white, "I assume you're here for the skull, yes? Don't worry. Just follow me"
Phinks snorts believing this to be an act of false bravado "Do you think we're fools? You're just trying to prolong your death. I can't sense any nen on you, you are weak. For a moment I thought you were the one responsible for this bloodbath. "
The woman tilts her head, "Oh, but I am the one responsible", her voice tone airy and haughty.
Feitan scoffs in disbelief, sneering at the woman. "As if, you skank. I bet on my life you are lying. You don't have nen"
"Ha! You dare call me a skank?" A dangerous glint passes in the woman's eyes, one that incites fear and promises war and ruins. For a moment, Feitan thinks that maybe she was capable of these slaughters before he dismissed the thought. Impossible, Feitan thinks, she doesn't have nen. Her physical features didn't help her case either, her body as beautiful as it was, does not look like it's even capable of a fight.
The woman's lips curl with mock and arrogance, "Nen belongs to living beings and I'm not alive"
An ominous silence engulfs the small group. Phinks snorts, breaking the silence, obviously not believing the woman while Feitan eyes the boss whose eyes is lit with curiosity and wonder, which was bad the boss was very obsessive when something held his interest even the clown seemed amused by this woman, Feitan prods for orders on what to do but before he could vocalize his questions, the woman turns her heels hitting the marble floors once again, leading them up the stairs.
"Boss, should we kill her?"
"No. If we needed to dispose of her I would tell you but for now, I am curious where our "hostess" lead us"
As they follow her up the stairs they notice the bloody prints the woman left. Her right shoe prints are bloody but her left is clean, Machi notes.
If the first floor was a bloodbath, a massacre would be fitting for the second floor. They pass the bodies laying on the ground, some had no eyes, and some decapitated. At the end of a hallway, was a large Macassar ebony door. She opens it and they entered an office but by the number of paintings inside, it was almost like a gallery. Paintings range in sizes, some colored while others black and white. There were three paintings that stood out from the rest mainly due to its size. One was a painting of a dead deer with an arrow penetrating its body while a hunter crouched behind a bush, another was a painting of an army trying to get inside a stone fortress but failing and the last was a painting of a dark shadow looming over a sick boy in bed.
"These paintings lead to an escape room—" The woman points to the paintings with a stone fortress "while this one triggers a bomb" she points to the painting with the dead deer.
"This is the one we need to enter," she says heading to the painting with the sick boy.
"Hey! Don't open anything yet, you bitch." Phinks snarls, "What if that's the one that had a bomb in it?"
The woman deadpans, "You idiot. If I wanted to detonate a bomb, do you think I would've told you in the first place? Use your head sometimes, you have it for a reason."
"You bitch! I will fucking kill—" Phinks stills when something whizzes near his cheek, shock stopping him from moving. Feitan and Machi taken aback at first promptly moves to make sure the woman won't do anything more. Feitan's claws hover dangerously near to her neck.
Feitan bares his teeth to threaten the woman "You move. I kill you"
Phinks, initial shock wearing off, brings his hand to his cheek and feels blood leaking from the graze. Phinks felt disappointed, he could have dodged that but due to him underestimating the lady in front of him, it made him careless.
"This is a very interesting choice of weapon~ Extremely beautiful, just like you~" Hisoka inspects the golden hair pin that was previously lodged into the wall behind Phinks. White flowers decorated it with thin gold chains hanging off the top. A small smile graces the woman's lips, "I know."
"It's impressive~ How you threw it with such force when you didn't use shu to enshroud your ten to this♥️"
Phinks swivels his head to the woman, "What!? But you look so weak!"
The woman steps forward, malice intent apparent on her darkened eyes. Machi glares at her, "Don't move" and as if she heard nothing she took another step forward. Feitan growing impatient grabs her throat but as if she was a ghost, Feitans hand just went through her neck, not being able to grab anything. "Wha—?"
"Insult me one more time. I dare you"
With his pride taking a blow when he wasn't able to dodge, he couldn't let it take another hit. As Phinks was about to provoke her further, Chrollo's voice cut through the tense room.
"Enough. We've been here longer than we should be. Evelynn, lead us to the skull."
Evelynn!? Everyone's head snaps to their leader. Hisoka only raising a brow.
"Oh~?"
"You know her, danchou?"
"What the fuck!?"
Chrollo's lips turn up slightly, entertained at his members' surprise. "Not personally, no. Although, we've met before haven't we?"
Evelynn smirked, "Oh, really? I think we do know each other personally~" The head of the spider chuckles charmingly, "One night isn't enough to say we know each other personally"
"Well then, I look forward to knowing you personally~" Evelynn lets out a calculated giggle, "But where were we? Oh yes, this painting is the one that holds the treasure you've been seeking"
Evelynn takes hold of the painting's frame and pulls it open. Another door reveals itself and she turns the door's handle. Inside was a simple square-shaped room with black walls and dim lighting. Right in the middle of the room was a glass podium with a skull. It was fully diamond, bigger than a fist but smaller than an actual head. In the sockets of the eyes lay rubies and on top of its head lay a gold crown with sapphires embedded in the points of the crown. It was almost blinding, the way it glitters when the light bounced on it. Feitan and Machi swiftly take the merchandise off the podium putting it away.
"Inform the others that we have acquired the Kakin Emperor Skull and meet back at the base" Chrollo orders then faces Evelynn, "It will be in your best interest to come with us"
"And why should I? I could care less about what happens after this"
"You will need to answer my questions and I feel it is best we do it in a place not littered with corpses"
"Sorry? I think I heard you wrong. This is the part where we say goodbye and part ways. I have places to be."
"No. You are not running way again"
Chrollo's small satisfied smile settles on his lips as they stare at each other waiting for someone to back down. An annoyed sigh falls from Evelynn's blood-red lips, "Fine." Chrollo's small smile grew to a smirk of victory.
The spider head's velvety voice rings through the room, "Now, shall we?"
a/n: For now, I'll put the a/n here so i dould use the hyperlinks. Her emerald eyes look like WMMAP Athanasia's eyes except it's green. Anyways the character's power and story is based of Evelynn, a lol character (game). I also used her name 'cuz I'm too lazy to think of another one. I will base her powers and story off evelynn's power in the game and lore although I'll change and tweak a few things. Hope you guys enjoy this hehe