[ CONTINUATION OF THE PROLOGUE...]

I smirked. "...leader."

One year has passed. One year full of improvements, one year full of training, missions, jobs, one year of success.

My name yielded on the underground world and clients lined up in front of me. What happened after that "accident"? Well, Illumi pushed me to move forward. He helped me get up on my feet again. He taught me how built walls, but now, bigger and stronger. The Zoldycks trained me so hard, tortured me, and made my Nen work better than before.

I even got a Hunter License. Meeting Gon, Killua, Leorio, and Kurapika together with Illumi on the disguise of Gittarackur and Hisoka, we all passed the exam. Well, except for Killua because of some...misunderstandings. Of course, I only hang around the magician and the other assassin, knowing that Kurapika is on chase of us Phantom Troupe members. After that, I worked harder than before. Killed a countless number of people and made so much money.

Did I hang out with other boys? No. Only Illumi and Hisoka. I'm not saying that I'm limiting myself with just those two and it doesn't mean that I'm still not over with Chrollo. Don't get me wrong, one client gave me a job asking if I can get him the head of the Phantom Troupe's leader. As much as I wanted to do it, I can't. I'm still a member, and I can't afford to lose their trust especially Shalnark and Machi.

My problems don't include them.

I lost contact with the troupe for the past year. I didn't work missions with them and they respect my decision. Some of them tried to reach me once but I kept on ignoring them. actually, it's not yet on my plan to go back but Feitan pleaded so...it's fine by me then. After all, it's been a year. I guess I should really go back. I don't want to see Chrollo, I don't want to meet him, I don't want to wake up the rage sleeping on my heart.

I don't want to hurt him.

Pushing Chrollo away after the kiss, he stood there dumbfounded. I saw a tear fell from his right eye but I just rolled my eyes. Seriously?! Gross!

Sitting on a rock with my legs crossed, I started playing with my gun using my fingers. All eyes were on me but I made sure I threw the awkwardness in the air. I'm back, for Pete's sake. At least give me a warm welcome like, let's go and rob some jewelry shops! Let's do some drag racing! Let's kill people for fun! Entertain me, guys.

"So...what now?" I asked throwing the gun midair before catching it again. "What's the argument about?"

Uvo massaged his forehead before sitting across me. "It's about the auction tomorrow. Half of the troupe wants to steal but half of us disagreed."

One eyebrow shot up. "Excuse me, what? Disagreed? Who?"

Nobunaga, Shizuku, Franklin, and Pakunoda raised their hands. Sensing Chrollo walking behind me, he fished out his book to read again on his usual spot. Lame.

"We want to participate but...without the leader's assistance, we can't. We'll end up dying." -Paku

"We're short on money." -Franklin

"We need you, Y/N. We need you to help us." -Nobu

"So be it," I said casually, now looking at Chrollo. "How did you end up like this? Poor? Short on money? Scared of dying? Chrollo, tell me."

The man closed his book, his beautiful eyes bore on mine. "I wanted you back before engaging into any—"

"Bullshit." I laughed, letting my gun dissolve on my left hand. "That's bullshit. You are responsible for this troupe! You can work fine with or without me, where did you get that fucking theory? Did you want me back? Hell no. I will not come back to you, Chrollo."

I smiled. "Never."

Standing up from the rock I'm sitting on, I faced everyone. They all look so...boring. plain, empty. This is not the troupe I know. This isn't the troupe I joined! I wanted to bring back that blood lust, that dangerous aura around us. I want people to shake in fear when they heard the name of the troupe. I will wake up the devil lying on each of us!

"We will participate in the auction whether you like it or not. Chrollo's not in his proper state of mind, I can tell." I said, earning some laughs from Phinks and Feitan. I'm literally not joking but it sounds funny though.

"The auction's first day is happening tomorrow."

"Hell yes! I'm getting excited! What are we going to steal? I can't wait anymore!"

"Calm down, Uvo."

"I just can't, Shal. I haven't felt this excitement for months already!"

"Are we going to steal ancient texts? The leader likes them." Machi suggested but immediately rebutted by Feitan.

"Games. The games on the auction are so expensive."

"No," I suddenly spoke up, making everyone quiet. I put up a sinister smile, making everyone shudder and excited at the same time.

"Everything." A gun formed on my hand before I started playing with again. "We. Will. Steal. Everything. Got it?"

"E-Everything?"

"Yes, Uvo. Are you scared?"

He laughed hysterically. "Hell no! I'm getting excited!"

Uvo roared and the rest's aura started to envelop the whole place. Yes, that's the spirit! That's it! We're going to bring back the roar, the name, the fear, everything that this troupe lost! We're thieves and we don't buy what we want. We STEAL what we want, we GET what we want. I want to hear those screams again begging for help, begging for us to spare their lives. The hell we care!

We're the Phantom Troupe! Mercy? it's not in our dictionary.

I tear a small part from my skirt, making my tattoo more exposed. A spider with a question mark in the middle. I'm a floating member.

"We will bring hell to this place."

I said before walking away, jumping to the farthest window. Hisoka's here though but I chose not to greet him and vice versa. I saw everyone cheering (except for the magician, of course), thanking that I came up with this plan. Chrollo on the other, let me handled these things so he was left there, agreeing to the plan.

He can't decline in the first place though, he's the one who did this to his troupe. He made his troupe miserable just because...he wanted me back? I can't stop laughing, seriously. His jokes are farther funnier than Hisoka's.

So damn lame, Chrollo.

"Y/N...are you leaving us again?" I heard Shalnark, gazing at my figure. "I thought you're going to join us—"

"I'm coming back, Shalnark," I answered, looking back at him. "This is my plan in the first place so there's no way I'm implementing it without me."

I tossed a paper to him, catching it with both of his hands.

"Make sure to get some sleep tonight because tomorrow...we'll burn everything to ashes."

I said before dashing out of the old building, leaving everyone smirking. I walked back to my car before stretching my hands. Ugh, I feel so nostalgic. It feels...great?

Tomorrow will be the welcome party for me and I'm so excited, I'm going to enjoy it.

Hearing my phone beeped, I looked at Illumi's message asking me where I am. I just replied to him with a, "Just visited my old acquaintances."

I drove off, going back to my mansion. I just can't wait for tomorrow! My hands started to itch and I suddenly wanted to kill. Ah! This is just so, so great!

Going back to my room, I slumped on my bed, looking at the ceiling. It's been a long day for me but I don't feel like I'm tired. Chrollo's face kept coming back to my mind, his new body built everything. He changed. He looked pretty...awful than before. Even though looking like that, you can still feel the aristocratic air around him and his dangerous aura is giving way for him.

I'm back, Chrollo. I'll prove to you tomorrow that I'm no longer the Y/N you knew.

8 in the evening. September 1, is the one stated on the paper. After all, I knew this is coming.