You were one of the first of the family to rebel, being only the second oldest and oldest daughter. You realized from a young age how wrong your families work was and how much you hated it, although, that never stopped the training. Just like all your siblings, you were trained to be a killing machine. You got by, doing your work while quietly honing your skills. Then when you found the first chance, you ran from home, going into hiding so that your family could never find you. And they tried. But they had no luck.

Killua had watched you over the years. It's one of the big reasons he had his ideals too, he borrowed them from watching you. You were an idol to him, one of his few siblings he actually loved in the hell they call their family. Of course, when he found out you had left, it hurt. Sure he understood why you did it, but it still sucked to know you were gone. So, he started hisnonw investigations, not telling anyone. He wanted to find you.

That's when Killua made his own escape, leaving the family after stabbing Milluki and their mother. After years of research and searching, he thought he had an idea of where you were. So, he left home and went to a town far away from the estate. There, he talked with locals and everyone nearby, searching for you. That's when he found someone who knew you. They didn't know your name, but they knew your face, and that was all he needed.

It was night, you were in your appartment, minding you own business as your didnt expect anything to be happening. That's when there was a sudden knock at your balcony window. Curious, you moved over to open it, not before stashing a knife up your sleeve just in case. You were an ex-assisin after all. However, you were certainly met with a sight to behold. There, stood your younger brother, Killua. His hands were either his pockets as he looked away from you. It had been almost 3 years since you had last seen him