Your POV:
You touch your helicopter down in a field not far from the city containing the Heavens Arena. You'd promised Gon and Killua that you'd meet them there eventually. You make your way into the arena and decide to join int the battles. The guys were probably in here for a few days, and knowing them they were probably passed the hundredth floor by now. You're not able to call people living in the private room from outside phones, so you'd have to get your own room in order to get a hold of them.
You entered your first match, slightly nervous. Only true fighter enter matches in Heavens Arena, so they had to be good. However, the match was extremely disappointing.
You were up against a tall, buff man. For some reason he seemed already beat up as it is.
"I'm up against another kid?" The man complains, "A girl too? This is insulting."
Okay, that pissed you off. "I'm a teenager by the way, and yes a teenage girl. But don't worry, this teenage girl is going to kick your as$!"
The man lets out a hardy chuckle and the ref begins the match. The man is the first to act. He charges right at you, "I'm not going to get beat up by a weak little girl like you!" You sighed by how many openings he left. You stand your ground until he is about a metre away, then you crouch down, trip him. He is suspended in the air after having been tripped and you take the opportunity to sidekick him over the other rings and into the far walls surrounding the rings. He lands with a crash, leaving a bear sized imprint int he wall and you laugh. "Told you this teenage girl was gonna kick your as$."
The crowd breaks out in cheers and it take the ref a while too spot staring in amazement at you before he tell you to proceed to the 50th floor.
On your way up to the 50th floor, the elevator stops at the 25th floor letting on another passenger. You huff in irritation upon seeing who it was. "What are you doing here, Hisoka?" He closes the distance between the two of you and presses you up against the wall of the elevator.
"I saw your fight." He whispers into your ear, "It seems you too have gown up." He looks you up and down, sending a chill down your spine. You look over to the elevator girl, but for some reason she was gone.
"What did you do to her?" You ask, glaring up at him. No way were you going to show him how much he scared you.
"I simply sent her on her way. I wanted to have some private time with you." He breaths into your ear and you quickly push him away.
"What do you want." You shout at him.
"Don't be so harsh, I came only to deliver a message. Illumi wants to know if you got his little present."
You quiver with anger, "Yes." You say through clenched teeth, "I received his damn present!"
"Wonderful," He says with the same creepy clown smile on his face, "He'd like me to tell you that if you don't stay away from Killua, you'd continue receiving gifts like that. Not that you really have a choice, he says."
"What does he mean?"
"No idea." Hisoka replies, playing with his cards, "The point is, you're to stay away from Killua or you'll receive more gifts and that he has his ways of making you stay away."
Before you can even respond you feel an unbearable throbbing in your head and you fall to your knees. The doors of the elevator swing open, revealing the 50th floor and Hisoka walks out. Everything goes black around you as the doors shut and you fall completely to the ground.

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Manipulated (Killua x Reader, Sequel to: The Split String of Fate) ~ On Hiatus
FanfictionThis is a sequel to my other story, The Split Sting of Fate. I highly recommend you read that story, before you continue with reading this one. This is a completely separate story from the Kurapika sequel for all of you Killua fans out there! Enjoy...