#zinka x kin

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Zinka X Kin [Ch.1]

Description: In the future of HXH, Zinka (my OC) is trained ruthlessly till the age of 19 till her guardian, Centrim decides that she must live her destiny. Zinka is tangled in a vine of love, friendship, enemies, and kin. Will she be able to overpower this so-called entity Kin? Will she find love? Will she find a sense of herself? Will she find her destiny?

Pairing: Zinka x Killua Work Count: 2763

Chapter 1

*KNOCK*KNOCK*

Looking at the door where a knock came from, I saw a little old man staring at me. It was Centrim and he was holding a letter that he already opened that probably had my name written all over it. He was always like this, too eager to know what was going on in my social life. “Are you ready?” 

I raised an eyebrow, “Ready? Shouldn’t you give me that letter first?” 

He chuckled, “Not until we duel.” 

I sighed, “Come on, Centrim. Just give it to me.” I got up and leaped towards him. “Too slow!” He remarked. 

I rolled my eyes, “You’re just like Netero.” 

He gasped, “We do not speak of the dead, Zinka!” 

I gave him a quisling face as I chased after him, “What do you mean I can’t speak of the dead!? Isn’t the phrase ‘speak ill’?” 

He slowed down and thought. “You’re right Zinka,” and just like that, I snatched the letter out of his hands. 

“You may be old, witty, and extremely strong, but I can still outsmart ya. Or at least you can outsmart yourself…” I look at my already opened letter and see a seal from the Hunters Association, “What could this be about,” I mumbled loud enough for Centrim, so he could be bothered that I’m taking so long. 

“Oh, come on. Read it.” I smirked as I leisurely opened the letter. The man huffed, then put on a voice, “The Hunters Association is inviting you to the Hunters Reunion!” He performed with jazz hands. I chuckled, and I only believed him fully when I opened the letter and read the truth. 

“You seriously need to stop reading my mail,” I announced mid-laugh. “Might find something you didn’t want to see,” I grinned mischievously. 

The little old man rolled his eyes, “You should go to the party, Zinka.” 

I sighed, “I don’t know Centrim… I have to continue training.”

“Zinka, you’re always training.” 

I huffed, “Weren’t you the one to shove it down my throat?” 

The old man walked towards me, he pulled me down gently to come to his level, “I’m sorry Zinka. I realize now how much of your childhood we have taken away from you. I will be eternally sorry. So please, go to this party. Fill that inner child in you with joy.” He smiled softly. 

“Y’know what?!” He blurted out of nowhere. “No more missions, no more quests, no more forcing you to do stuff until you wish so. I don’t want you to come back for 6 months when you leave for this party. If you feel as though this is your destiny, then come back, but I want you to take control of it. I want you to have fun, and live your life the way you want. Make friends. Find someone to love.”

He caressed my cheek and continued, “Training is ingrained in you. That may be good or bad, but you know what you have inside of you. You cannot let it overpower you, take a hold of you, and manipulate you. You understand its history, so you cannot be persuaded.” He took my hand in his and patted it, “Don’t be afraid to visit after the 6 months.” He looked up at me, his eyes watery. 

“Centrim, you’re kidding, right? Saying all this stuff? It’s all a joke, right?" I backtracked, “You’ve got to be joking right?” 

He sighed, “No, Zinka, I’m serious. You’re almost 19 and we have to let you go.” We both started to cry softly as we tightly hugged each other. 

I was in disbelief, I never thought there would be a day that I’d be gone for such a long time from the monastery. Even then, live my life in the real world. As I hug his bridle body, I’m a little scared and saddened by the fact I can’t see him anymore. But maybe this is the road I have to take to become stronger than Kin. 

Being back in my room, it was silent, a silence that kills. A silence that brought me to tears again. I grabbed my pouch with an endless void and filled it with the things I needed. I grabbed my backpack and placed necessary items that needed to be easily accessible in it. I took a good look at my now somewhat empty room and sighed, “I’ll miss you.” Leaving my room, Centrim was waiting for me and gave me a big hug immediately. “I’m going to tell the others goodbye-” Centrim gave me a look, “What? Is there something wrong?” 

“You can’t say goodbye, I’m sorry.” 

I raised an eyebrow, my expression puzzled, “Why? I need to say goodbye, it’s the right thing to do.” 

“Zinka, look. I know them a lot better than you do and I know they will not let you leave. This is all my doing. So please, go now before they know.”

“But, Centrim,” I stared at him, his stern expression not staggering. It was no match to my sorrowful frown and downturned eyebrows. “Goodbye, Centrim,” I sighed as I walked past him. I leaped onto one of the many walls that separate the monastery from the outside world. I looked back at the beautiful architecture one last time. 

Deep down, I knew what Centrim said was right. I made sure to conceal my Nen as best as possible and left a decoy Nen remnant, like a prisoner leaving pillows under a sheet on a bed to make the guards think they were still there. It was the best thing to do, so they wouldn’t know I had gone.

Walking through the dense forest, it would only take me less than thirty minutes to reach the small town that inhabited our little island. Thirty minutes after that, I’d reach the dock, the only mode of transportation to the mainland. Fortunately, Centrim had me leave right before the last ship departed. Purchasing a ticket, I got on and found myself a room. 

. . .

“30 minutes till landing at the southern border of the Republic of Padokea,” the captain announced which woke me up from my slumber. I rubbed my eyes to see it was dark outside, the sun barely peeking out. I huffed and checked my watch, it was 5 AM. I grabbed my things and found my way to the top deck of the ship and took a seat. It has been a long time since I’ve been on this small ship. 

“Everybody, please watch your step when getting off Ms. Lassy. Safe travels!” I thanked the captain before getting off. 

Walking towards the city, I phoned one of my closest friends, Tanyee. “Hello? Who’s this?” Tanyee asked. As we talked, I walked into a dark alley where no one could see me.

“It’s me Tanyee, Zinka.”

“NOOo fucking way! Are you in the city? I mean, you have to be, that’s the only way you’d be able to call. But also, what the fuck, girl. It’s 5 in the morning…”

“Sorry about that. It’s a long story. I can tell you if you can do me a simple favor.”

“Just say the word, my love.”

“Kytio.”

“Oityk.”

In an instant, I was teleported to Tanyee’s whereabouts. This was possible due to a Nen ability she infused into the specific phone I called her on. Blinking rapidly, my vision becomes clear until I’m engulfed in a bear hug. “I haven’t seen you in so long! I’ve missed you so much,” she wailed. 

“I know. Y’know how the monks are with training.” 

She exaggeratedly wiped her face as she pulled away from our hug, “I know, it's sooo annoooyiiinng. But, why are you here now? Did you get another mission? If you have time before that though, you need to have another match to maintain your spot here.”

“Here?” I questioned then looked around the room we were in. We were in Heaven’s Arena, specifically in Tanyee’s room. “Fuck….” 

“Fuck indeed,” she giggled. I rubbed my face as I sat on her bed. “To answer your question. I’m sort of not on a mission. Kinda am?” 

“Bro, what?” 

My voice lowered, and my eyes maintained contact with the floor. “I… Got kicked out.” My lips moved to the side as my eyes started to water. Tanyee got concerned and quickly sat us down, her hand instantly going to my back. “Centrim said I can’t come back for 6 months. And after a month, I didn’t have to come back. He told me to live my life. Find my own destiny. All that bullshit. Like what the fuck am I even supposed to do?”

My head went in my hand, “Like I know this is what you’ve always wanted for me. I kinda did too. But, the monks are all I know. I can’t believe he just threw me away like that. No gentleness. Like, no curfew. Maybe start with a month or a week. Something easy! Like, I can’t control it. I haven’t mastered it. Shit, shit, shit.” I slapped my face a few times.

“Zee, please,” Tanyee held my hands, stopping me from slapping myself. I looked at her, my cheeks were probably red. “It’s going to be okay,” she said. “I know you and you can handle so much. You’re like my fucking diamond.” I smiled a little. “Remember when we were 11 and we were doing the Hunters Exam?” I nodded softly. “I was like your little dog on a leash. I followed you everywhere. You were so badass and you were the same age as me. You were so strong, nothing stood in your way. Don’t let this bother you too much.” She grabbed my hand and placed it in hers, “Think of it like this… You’re going to have a lot more fun in your life starting today.” She gushed with the widest sadistic smirk I’ve ever seen written all over her face. 

I smiled wide at her, “The first main event is the Hunter’s Reunion, isn’t it?” She looked at me and bit her tongue, “You fucking know it!”

. . .

“Tee, come on. It should not take you this long to get ready!” I shouted as I stood checking my clock. “We’re going to be late!” 

I heard the girl sigh, “Zee, just give me 2 fucking minutes. I need to put some lashes on and do a wing, but I have to make sure this wing is snatched! TWO MINUTES!” 

I stormed into the bathroom and grabbed the eyeliner out of her hand, “Stay still,” I ordered. I did her wing. “Hurry up,” I repeated as I walked out of the bathroom. “Holy shit, she did it perfectly, in one swoop-” Tanyee muttered. 

She came out three minutes later with lashes on, “Ready?” 

“Ready.” 

We left the arena with ease and walked through the city towards the location the letter gave us. Fortunately, it wasn’t too far from the Arena. “Aren’t you glad they didn’t make us go through a maze to find the address like the exam?” We both chuckled at the thought. 

I checked my watch as we arrived at the very tall modern skyscraper. “Perfect, 30 minutes late, just how we like it,” I high-fived Tee. 

“I don’t think I said, but the fit is giving,” Tanyee mentioned as she covered her mouth with her hand. 

“Girl, how about you? Wearing a sexy ass dress like who are you trying to pick up? It better be me! I’m just going for a girl boss moment today with a nice top and suit pants, but who are you trying to seduce today?” 

“Staaawwwp,” she covered her face, “You’re going to make us so late.” We both laughed as we entered the building. 

We followed the signs that told us to go to the top floor. Waiting in the elevator, the doors open and we’re greeted by a large banquet hall with people around. Tanyee and I make eye contact, we’re impressed. We walked in, our heels clacking on the marble floors. “Please take a tag, badge, and marker please!” We looked down to see- “BEANS!!!” We both screeched as we hugged the green guy. “Oh my God, how I’ve missed you so much,” I emitted as I hugged him tightly. “Miss you too, girls. How has life been serving you?” 

“I’ve been alright.” 

“I’ve been good too. Happy Zee is staying with me for a while.” 

“How fun!” Beans smiled. 

“What do we write on the tag, by the way,” I asked. 

“The year you completed the Hunter exam.” 

“Ah, okay. Thank you. See you around Beans,” I waved as we went to complete what he told us to do. I wrote my year on the tag and put it on my shirt as well as writing my number on the badge. “Number 69 at your service!” We both bursted into laughter as I said that. 

“They were so wrong for giving you that number,” Tee giggled. “Yours is no better Tee…” Her expression changed to a shut-up one and we both laughed again, walking away from the table with the goods.

We found our way to the bar to get some drinks. “Hey Tee, I’m gonna stay here. If you want to go mingle, be my guest.” She grabbed her drink from the table and nodded. “Alrighty. If you need me, just look for my bright pink locks,” she giggled and pointed to her skin, “also, y’know. You’ll spot me.” 

I rolled my eyes and pointed to my skin, “You’ll be able to find me too.” I pointed to my hair, “Find the big puff.” She chuckled and went on her merry way.

I took a few shots, wanting to forget a bit about what happened the day prior. It didn’t take long; however, for my silence to turn into talking. 

“Excuse me,” a man uttered, “You’re extremely gorgeous.” I looked at the man before me, he had spiky black hair, wore tiny glasses, and was wearing a tux. He looked to be in his early 30s. 

“Why, thank you,” I said as I took a sip of my drink. 

“Well, my friend over here thinks you’re really cute,” he points to a head of white hair, its body hunched over the bar. I raised an eyebrow, kind of confused. His confident expression changed when he saw mine, so he turned around. He hissed, saying something to the person. I couldn’t make out what they were saying, but they were having a little argument. 

“Stop,” I finally heard, “Leave the girl alone and leave me alone.” 

The man huffed and rolled his eyes, “Sorry about my friend here, he just doesn't know how to act when there's a beautiful girl in front of him.” He looked back at his friend, nudged him, then to me, and whispered, “If you don’t mind, could you talk with him? You’re gorgeous, he’s a good-looking young man. You two could get along. I really need to get myself some ladies and I can’t keep babysitting him. Sounds cool?” He said as he stood up, both of his thumbs pointing to the ceiling, as he walked away without an answer. 

“What a guy,” I mumbled. I sat on the stool closest to the white-haired man. He seemed to ignore my presence. “Your friend left,” there was some silence. “What’s your name?” Still silent. “Mine is Zinka.” More silence. I interjected with a sigh and took a swig of my drink, “I see that you’ve drunk a bit. If you need someone to talk to, I can be that person.” Even more silence. “Well, since you won’t talk, I’ll vent… I feel at a loss… I don’t know what I’m doing with my life. I’ve been pushed out of my home and forced to live my destiny which I have no idea what that is. All that means to me is that I have a lot of free time to figure out the unknown…”

The man turned to me and I could finally get a good look at him. His front hair was much shorter than the back. His eyes were a cold and savory blue. He was handsome, I couldn’t ignore that fact. He looked sad; however, his eyelids were drooping and the whites of his eyes were pink. He might have been crying. He held a drink in his hand, his nails painted black, but they were chipping. “My name is Killua. Killua Zoldack. You don’t have to entertain me just because Leorio left.” He rolled his eyes and hissed.