Quick Disclaimer: I don't own the Hunter x Hunter Characters (although I wish I did). Don't own the picture either. I just own the OC's and the story line which I thought of. This will be an AU fic, but characters will not be out of character and there will be a lot of parallels with the original. Also, I will be changing some things in the story for example, Killua will have more brothers (7 in total), Alluka will be a girl, Kalluto will be older than Killua by a bit and there are some other things I can't think of right now. Anyways, you know what I mean. Happy reading!

Prologue

One Creator, Two Rulers, Three Worlds

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Long ago, when the universe consisted of nothingness, It was the only being present. It was the spirit of creation that eventually created stars, galaxies and planets. However, no matter how much It had created, the universe still seemed empty. It was alone.

Eventually, It created two flames; a white flame of creation and a blue flame of destruction. These two flames were then developed into two beings. It created a being of creation and a being of destruction and raised both equally, hoping that one day, when It was gone, they'd help each other and build a great world together. Silva; being of destruction was created first followed by Deion; being of creation. Silva and Deion were the first beings on Earth and started to create a peaceful world hand in hand, just how It wanted. It created two separate kingdoms for the two to watch over the world they had created; Nyx was created for Silva while Gaia was created for Deion.

Growing up, Silva started to notice that Deion was favoured over him and started to grow jealous, however, he had locked his deep hatred for Deion up until it could be unleashed. Eventually, It disappeared leaving only Silva and Deion behind in the universe. With no one to hold him back anymore, Silva expressed his hatred for Deion and left for Nyx where he would rule over his own world. Not knowing what else to do, Deion left for Gaia and continued creating all the living beings that live on Earth.

Centuries later, both sides lived without contact between each other. Silva created Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Sloth, Wrath, Envy and Pride, but his last son was special. Silva's last son inherited the flame of destruction that none of the previous sons have acquired. These eight were the Princes of Nyx. Deion too had just one son.

Peace remained between the two ends until one day, Nyx and Gaia broke out into war. Many innocent were slaughters during this war and Deion had realised that Silva had changed over the years. To protect all life he had created, Deion and his Spouse created a barrier separating Nyx from Earth and Gaia. However, Deion disappeared after creating this barrier and his Spouse froze into ice. But before Deion left to create the barrier, he removed an embryo from his Spouse's womb, not wanting to harm his second child. The embryo was fragile, so in order to protect it, it was sent to Earth so it can eventually be born in the distant future.

The barrier created forced the two sides into a ceasefire, and the universe was peaceful once again, but it doesn't stop creatures of Nyx wanting to stir up trouble.

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Chapter One

Captured

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Our story starts in the year 2011, centuries after the great battle between Gaia and Nyx.

A young girl with long, black hair was waiting outside her school. Himeko Inoue is what her name tag read. She bobbed her head to the beat of her music, until she saw the people she was waiting for. As the girls walked towards her, she turned her music off and took her earphones out of her ears before putting them in her coat pocket.

"Sorry for being late, clean up duty took longer than expected." The taller girl apologised. She had long, wavy brown hair and her name tag read Ami Hayame. The other girl was slightly shorter, but still taller than Himeko. She had straight, light brown hair that reached just below her shoulders. Her name tag read Hana Tachibana. She was casually walking next to the taller girl, browsing through her phone before she looked up and greeted Himeko with a nod.

"Jeez, you guys could have at least told me," Himeko pouted as she rubbed her arms trying to warm herself up, "I had to wait in the cold!"

"Sorry," Ami grinned widely, putting her hands together.

"Yumi, Mai and Ran told us to go ahead," Hana informed her two friends, while reading through a text message. "Their whole class has an hour detention apparently."

"Why?" Ami asked. None of them were model students, but the fact that their three friends we stuck in an after school detention with the rest of their class surprised them.

"Some idiot thought it would be funny to prank the teacher apparently. In the end, they all got a detention," Hana continued to read off the text message before putting her phone back in her blazer pocket.

"Sucks to be them!" Himeko thought out loud, "We can just go ahead in that case."

The girls made their way to Himeko's house, where they had agreed to watch a movie together. They usually spent their Friday evenings together watching a movie and today was no different. Himeko's house was usually free. Her parents were out for work and her older brother would usually be out with his friends, if not, he'd just join them during the movie and the girls wouldn't mind since he didn't disturb them much. Ami and Hana were in the same class as Himeko while Yumi, Mai and Ran were in a different class. They all became friends on an induction trip they went to at the start of school. It was quite odd since some were in different classes, but that didn't stop them from becoming friends.

"So, how is that boyfriend of yours doing?" Ami initiated a serious girl talk topic while they were walking home. As expected of Ami, she was the one who would usually initiate these kinds of boyfriend and relationship talks. If not, she would fawn over some hot actor, or something like that. She's the typical school girl.

"Oh, him?" Hana asked. "He is doing fine. He's got midterms coming up so we haven't been on any dates lately." Hana was the only one in their clique who actually had a boyfriend. He was two years older than her and went to a different school than her. Hana's quiet and composed personality usually attracted older boys and she was quite popular in her class too.

"Must be nice having a boyfriend!" Ami let out a big sigh. "Don't you agree Himeko? You were asked out a couple of times when we first started school, what happened to that?"

"I'm good with the single life," she turned the offer down, "Boys are a handful sometimes," Himeko didn't have any grudge against boys in general, but she isn't exactly fond of most boys especially the ones in her class.

"How boring, you need some thrill in your life!" Ami protested. "Like you know how in manga something interesting always happens to the girls when they are our age? Like some kind of weird people from another world pop out of no where and tell you that you are some kind of special Princess or something. And then you fall in love with one of your knights and you have a hard time choosing between him and another guy. Oh my god, what about falling in love with a demon, but just not any demon. I mean the Prince of all demons."

"Earth to Ami, time to distinguish between real life and fantasies!" Hana snapped Ami out of her thoughts. If they didn't stop her now, she could keep going on forever and make up her own fairy tale and publish it as a triology.

"A girl can dream, can't she? Besides, the guys in manga are pretty hot too, don't you agree Himeko?"

Himeko was too deep in thoughts to answer. She was being cautious of something, but she didn't know what it was. It was quite odd for her to not be talking and arguing with Ami. Himeko would usually talk a lot more than Hana, but today was not one of those days. Something was definitely bothering her...

"Himeko!" Hana called, "You are awfully quiet today, is something wrong?"

Himeko shook her head and continued to walk with them, "I'm okay," she didn't want to tell them that she felt like they were being followed. It would just make her friends anxious. But whenever she looked back, there was nothing there. She knew there was someone or something watching them and whatever it was, it gave her the chills.

Himeko continued walking and eventually walked past Ami and Hana who had suddenly stopped. She turned around to see that they froze in their spots. She lightly shook them, but it didn't work. They were frozen in time. Not just them, the birds in the sky, the other pedestrians and even the cars stopped moving. She was the only one who could still move.

"Found ya!" She heard a voice right behind her. She turned around.

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January 28th 2011; Himeko Inoue disappeared without a trace.

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In a cold cell, Himeko finally opened her eyes. It was dark and she was alone. She remembered walking home with her friends and suddenly, everything stopped moving. Time stopped for everyone and everything but her. After hearing a voice behind her, she lost consciousness. She wasn't even able to see who her kidnapper was, it all just happened in a flash.

"Found ya…. I think that's what he said before I passed out," she tried to replay the culprits last words in her head over and over again, trying to remember his voice. She got up and walked towards the iron bars that kept her confined and tried to squeeze her head through to look outside. There was no soul to be seen. Although there were plenty of other cells, they were all empty. She was the only one there.

"Excuse me?" She called out. "Anyone there? I'm not a criminal, I swear! I probably just look like the one you're after."

She was replied with utter silence, there was no one.

"Hello? You've got the wrong person!" She shouted even louder. Why would she be locked up in a cell anyways? The worst thing she had ever done was skip a couple of math lessons a couple of years ago, but she stopped that too now since she got 'Class rep duties'.

"Oi, who ever brought me here, I'll sue your ass if you don't get here right now!" The situation was starting to annoy her. She didn't know who or what brought her there and things were really strange. First, time in her neighbourhood froze and she was the only one who could move. When she woke up, she found herself in an empty cell. The thoughts started to frighten. What if she was kidnapped by a serial killer or rapist, what if today was going to be the last day for her? She slowly backed away from the iron bars once she got a hint that things weren't quite right there.

"Shut up already, you shouting won't help us one bit!" A voice came from the shadows of the cell, "You'll just end up wasting all your energy on nothing!"

A young boy stepped out from the shadows, he was locked up in the same cell as her. Messy silver hair, pale skin, light blue eyes and he was wearing a plain, black yukata. When he scratched his head and yawned, she noticed that he also had a pair of horns on his head. He looked odd, but the fact that he looked around her age reassured her. He couldn't be the bad guy here, he was locked up with her after all. At least she knew that she wasn't alone and that itself made her relieved.

He walked towards a wall and sat down against it, "Trust me, I've been trying to get out for a while. Nothing worked!" He said, "I just gave up." It sounded like he was telling the truth. If he something did work out for him, he wouldn't be stuck in the cell anymore.

She quietly went to sit next to him. The wall was cold, sending a shiver down her body when it touched it. There was an awkward silence between the two and all the boy did was yawn once in a while. He seemed to have been sleeping before she got there and she happened to wake him up with all her shouting.

"Since we are in this mess together, we might as well introduce ourselves, right? I mean we are inmates now," she initiated a conversation. He turned to look at her in confusion. Was she really being serious, did she actually know what kind of situation she was in?

"Do as you please," he sighed in defeat. She looked like the stubborn type to him, so there was no point arguing with her. She won't give up no matter what, it would be a waste of energy to argue with her kind.

"Okay, I'll keep it short!" She said cheerfully before she clapped her hands together, "My name is Himeko Inoue, I'm fourteen years old and a middle school student."

She gave him a wide smile, waiting for him to introduce himself. He eventually gave in.

"Killua Zoldyck."

"So your name is Killua, huh? Do you know why you're here?"

"No clue."

"Any hobbies?" She asked. She was getting frustrated at the short answers she's been getting. Talking to a brick wall would have been more entertaining. "I see you like cosplaying."

"Cosplaying?" He asked.

"Your hair looks pretty natural. It doesn't look dyed at all," she commented, "And those horns, they look pretty legit!" She went on to touch his horns out of curiosity.

"What do you think you are doing?" Killua was starting to get ticked off.

"They feel pretty legit too. Where do you get your stuff from?" She asked, ignoring his previous question.

"That's because they are real. This is my real hair and my real horns, I was born with them."

She stared at him in utter silence for a while, blinking a couple times before she broke out into a nervous laughter, "Of course they aren't real. I've only seen silver hair on old people before, unless there is a medical condition where you are born with silver hair."

"I've inherited it from my old man!" He gave her a simple explanation.

"So it is a medical condition!" She thought, "But that doesn't explain your horns."

"Would you just keep quiet for a moment!" He finally snapped, "I'm a fucking demon and that's why I've got fucking horns!"

"Demon? You're joking right?" She let out another nervous chuckle.

"No, it's the truth. Now shut up!"

She shut her mouth and didn't utter a single word and she also decided to slowly moved away from Killua, one inch at a time so he doesn't notice.

He wasn't stupid enough to not notice her slowly moving away from him, "What are you doing?"

"Don't get me wrong!" She tried to defend herself, "But let's keep at least a ten metre distance between us at all times, okay?"

"Tsk, pathetic human." He clicked his tongue out of annoyance. He didn't expect much from a human anyways. To him, she was just like how humans were described in tales; weak, pathetic, selfish and good for nothing. Why such pathetic creatures like them were created in the first place, he did not know. To him, they were a waste of space.

They sat there in silence once again but this time, there was a huge gap between them.

"Demon-sama?" Himeko found that she couldn't sit still any longer. She still had a lot of questions on her mind and the only one who could possibly answer them was Killua. She didn't feel safe with him, but the fact that he is in the same situation as her made her feel a little better. It made him just as defenceless as her.

"Killua is fine."

"Then, Killua-sama?" She tried again.

"I said Killua is fine!" He raised his tone slightly, and blue sparks appeared on his horns. That was more than enough to startle her.

"K-killua it is then," she stuttered on her words, "Do you know why I'm here?"

"I don't even know why I'm here, but I am curious why a human like you was brought back here," he answered.

"How long have you been here?" She asked out of curiosity. Killua made it seem like he was in there for years, but he didn't look any older than she was.

"Nearly a decade. Lost count of it to be honest." He said casually.

"A decade?" Her mouth fell open. "So you were kidnapped when you were four?"

"No, I'm actually over 1,400 years old. Stopped counting after I reached that number," he turned to look at Himeko's gobsmacked expression and just like he had expected, her mouth hung wide open. It just made him more frustrated to be stuck with someone like her.

"Even so, wouldn't your parents be looking for you? It's been such a long time."

"Neither my father, any of my mothers or any of my brothers actually care. Our own household is a war zone, my brothers are all after each other. We don't live together, most of them moved out long ago, settled down in a small part of the kingdom and created their territory."

"Must be hard being a demon!" She commented. She was surprised to see Killua being so honest all of the sudden as she didn't expect him to tell her about his family issues, but hearing his talk about his family annoyed her. The fact that none of them were out looking for him although he went missing for nearly ten years worried her a little. "You see, if my brother and I fight, my parents would give us both a good beating. They would also cut our allowance for a few weeks and they won't let us go out for a while."

"Sounds like a very human thing to do," Killua was amused by her story about this whole 'right' or 'wrong' thing. In his world, that didn't exist. In order to be 'right', you would have to be strong and there was no other way.

There was another silence between them.

"If you get out of here, what will you do Killua?" She asked. "I was actually on the way back home from school with my friends. We were going to watch a movie together."

"I'd rather stay cooped up in here. If I go back home, I'll get involved in all kinds of conflicts with my brothers, I'd rather stay here in peace and die in peace." Killua seemed rather fixed and serious about his answer. She didn't know what his brothers were really like, but because of them he didn't want to go back home.

Her stories about the human world did spark his interest. This girl whom he had just met half an hour ago led an interesting life style in his opinion. Friends, close family, those were just words to be laughed at in his world. He wasn't sure whether it was because she was human, but she seemed like she was able to open up to strangers as they were close friends, something he would never even think of doing. For a moment, he did wish to be born as a human before he snapped himself out of it. Humans were weak and could only live for a fraction of their lifespan before dying while his own kind was practically immortal. Even if he had brothers who were after him, he'd rather stay demon and become strong enough to eventually send them to their graves.

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"Someone's coming," he whispered, while staring hard at the iron bars after hearing the heavy footsteps come their way.