"That can't be, this is a picture from eighty-years ago!" Kirin asked her quite rudely, if what Rosita was saying was true, she'd be in her grave by now from to much old age.
"Kirin, Demon slayers…never age as quickly, this picture isn't eighty-years ago…it's eight-hundred years to be exact, the date where grey fang began his rule over the native lands of Corneria." Rosita explained as she rubbed her glasses clean of Kirin's saliva barraged from his statement.
Kirin's eyes were shocked, wide as far as he could possibly make them, like he would cry blood instantly from stretching his skin so far, his teacher is over 800 years old, she said a demon slayer doesn't age as quickly, she was 80 years old, so every ten years equals one year. Kirin then looked down at his tattoo and rubbed it gently so that he would not feel pain, if Rosita knew so much about this, it had to be true.
"So…The demon Grey fang is apart of me?" Kirin asked silently, all saddness now turned to misery towards the growing tattoo that laid on his stomach.
"Yes." Rosita simply replied, knowing that soon Kirin would burst into fury and anger at the same time.
"How can I get rid of it." Kirin slowly asked again, with any hope left in him, he had to know how to rid himself of the beast.
"Kirin…this is hard to say…once the demon has settled into its host, it's stuck there for eternity until its host dies." Rosita explained with a heavy heart, knowing that it wasn't what Kirin wanted to hear, especially from his only source that could help him.
"So you mean I'm stuck with this tattoo and an eight-hundred year old demon!?" Kirin roared with the final outcoming anger that builded within him, at this very point in his life, when he didn't need any help after he left Sauria, he now needed it more than ever, and no one would even help him.
"Yes…no need to yell." Rosita calmly said as she tried to calm him down again, what she hated most that made her sad was seeing Kirin sad or angered by anything.
"Sorry." Kirin slowly said and lowered his head, his mind so confused that he didn't know what to do.
"It's okay…its getting late, you should be on your way and onto home." Rosita smiled slightly and helped him to his feet. "Come, i'll give you a ride to your house, it's the least I can do at this moment."
The two slowly walked out of the quiet establishment of education and climbed into the sleek car of Mrs. skywinder, perhaps she had a knack for speed racing, or maybe she was fond of shiny and fast cars, whatever the reason for such a constructed vehicle, Kirin knew he would at least, for once, enjoy a car ride. Down the streets they blazed across the concrete, Rosita seemed to have a love for racing when her Demon slaying career went away, Kirin just simply smiled and watched corneria's big city pass him by as they raced towards the home of mcclouds, his rightful home.
"Thanks Mrs. Skywinder, see you tomorrow." Kirin smiled and told Rosita as he stepped out of her car and closed her door, the hippo smiled and waved him goodbye as she blazed down the street again, maybe one day, if he was free of the demon, he would be asked to drive in her car once again.
Kirin walked towards his home with only slight joy in his heart, but before he could even touch the door knob with a grasping paw, the tattoo reacted again, and this time very heavily, leaving Kirin on the ground in pain, curled up and biting his lip to hold back any sudden crying, holding his burning stomach; Kirin couldn't take this pain at all, it was something that he had never felt in his life and wished not to even know of, but it didn't matter at all to him, the facts were clear to him like a cloudless sky, he was stuck with it permanetly, he was slowly becoming a demon. He looked at his paws slowly as he ungrasped his stomach and stared with terror in his eyes, they were shifting madly and popping, finger nails growing longer, his bones were moving into different areas, his paws were more like claws now, long and sharp like a werewolf.
"What…the hell…is happening to me?" Kirin thought as panic took him over completly, he quickly grabbed his head and screamed in horror, finally all was silent around him, the burning, the changing, the pain, all gone.
With a quick stare, his paw returned to a normal stature, Kirin held his throat, quickly moved to a near bush and vomited, releasing from his body the unwanted insides that wanted to leave his stomach; as his eyes slowly opened, they widened in horror as he stared down at the pool of blood the he expelled from his mouth, nothing else but blood, the red coating of blood, he could feel four of his teeth become extended to the point of where a tooth is called a fang, he could feel wings shaping inside his back, forming from his own flesh and brushing against his spine, his demonic senses were rising to the near extent of a demonic lord and his sanity…dying within his mind and slowly vanishing from him; Kirin screamed again and gripped his head, everything stopped once again and calmed, he returned to his normal vulpine self, his tattoo stopped bugging him with the sudden changes, his paws were normal as they were before, no wings brushed up against the insides of his basck, his teeth became normal and lowered to the level of where a fang is called a tooth…how long would this last before he changed again? His mouth, however, was still dripping of the blood that flew down into a puddle, he licked his lips slowly and tasted the sweet necter of himself, and there it happened, his pupils just became straight like a pin, he was begging for more blood, the blood of those around him, it was the greatest thing he had ever tasted.
"Kirin?" A female voice came from behind him, quite concerned yet full of confusion.
Kirin's ears perked up instantly and heard the Vixen behind him, his mother Krystal no doubt, with quick thinking, Kirin tried to keep his face hidden from her under his own long hair, knowing that he could not show her what the terrible being became to be revealed to her, he needed to find some place to hide away until this whole thing blew over.
"Kirin, what are you hiding?" Krystal asked carefully, noticing already Kirin's little plan as she crossed her arms.
"Nothing, I'm not hiding anything." Kirin quickly replied, trying to keep her away from asking again, however, arguing in this topic with a telepath wasn't really the best chances of winning.
"Yes you are." Krystal simply said, knowing that Kirin could not lie his way out of this one, her foot tapping impatiently within her blue and black jumpsuit.
Kirin stood up and started to walk away quickly, knowing that the further he was, the further he could keep Krystal safe from his bloodlust, he almost got away from the house until he heard his mother growl.
"Kirin Jacob Mccloud! Come back here, this instant!" Krystal demanded from her child to return to where he stood.
Kirin stopped instantly like a moving pausing and started to walk backwards, knowing that whatever the outcome of this conversation he was about to have with her, one of them or both of them would be in terror and sadness.
"Now what are you hiding?" Krystal asked once more, her foot tapping faster with impatience and anger.
Kirin slowly sighed and turned to his mother with his head lowered, slowly he rose his head and looked at her, she stepped backwards with a soft gasp of fear, his eyes left her terrified and speechless.
"Kirin…wha…your…" Krystal gasped as she tried to think of a possible solution to this, all Kirin did was wrap his arms around her and cried into her shoulder like a lost child, slowly she wrapped her arms around him and gently comforted her son until his tears finally stopped flowing.
"Mom…I have a secret and I need to tell…everyone." Kirin replied as he looked up at her, at this one time, he showed one thing he hasn't since the day he was born: Weakness.
Inside the house
Kirin's friends, his father Fox, his mother Krystal, and the fiendish Ariaz, looked at Kirin as they waited almost five minutes for him to say something, but Kirin kept on looking down at the table, he was filled with fear due to the fact that it was hard for him to explain something to those who could not understand what he was feeling.
"Mrs. Skywinder…is a demon slayer, ask her yourself, she has the evidence, and she told me about this tattoo on my stomach, saying that it is the mark of the legendary demon Gray Fang." Kirin explained the first part of his speech as he stood up and showed everyone the tattoo that continued to grow over his fur, it was now all over his stomach, reaching his chest and legs, like looking into the abyss of a damned void.
"When did this happen?" Fox asked as he examined the tattoo, its origins were unfamiliar, and he would know as well, tattoos were the new thing, a certain thing that was all over his back and legs, but this was unfamilar to the tattoo lover and lylat defender.
"I don't know." Kirin simply replied as he sat back down with a sad sigh.
Everyone was worried for the blue vulpine, Kirin was becoming something far worse than a venomian…he was becoming a demon, the one species of creatures that remain hidden or extinct among the worlds of lylat. His attention then turned over to the human Ariaz, who apparently, to keep off suspision, was simply poking a coffee cup left and right across the table.
"Uh…dad…I have to ask…who the hell is that guy?" Kirin whispered and pointed at the acting human, although he was confused, Kirin found it somewhat...amuzing.
"His name is Ariaz." Fox explained and took a sip of his coffee, raising his brow to why Kirin would ask him that certain question.
"But I thought you hate humans." Kirin replied with a confused tone, all his life, well, ever since he returned to corneria, Kirin knew about Fox's "Utmost hate" for humans.
"I do…he, however, is a plain moron." Fox chuckled and eyed Ariaz, he already knew what the two vulpines were speaking of, though he managed to hold back a growl from being ridiculed, he would soon have his revenge.
"A what you call me?" Ariaz acted, quite a glare in his eyes set upon Fox's innocent face.
"Nothing." Fox whistled innocently, his paws together and his eyes staring away from Ariaz.
"Alright." Ariaz slowly replied, once again silent and resumed his suspisionless act of poking a coffee cup.
Fox smacked Ariaz upside the head with a quick flick of his arm and a slap from his paw, Ariaz growled loudly at Fox, he had been pushed to the brink that his plan didn't matter to him anymore, he was ready to attack him with all of his fury, he desired to release Fox's blood from his body.
"It was him." Fox innocently said again, this quickly reminded Ariaz that they were still buying his scheme, he quickly calmed himself before he could get any suspisious eyes.
Fox pointed at a sofa pillow that rested upon the couch, and, perfectly acting like an idiot to prove himself as an idiot, Ariaz leaped at the pillow with pure acting fury, beating it senseless under his rapid fists, sending the feathers within it flying.
"See…my point exactly." Fox chuckled again and watched the beating of the pillow with glee.
Kirin was just plain confused now at this point, he'd seen idiotic humans on the internet trying to find "America's funniest home videos" across a galaxy connection, but this was Ariaz's shining glory for idiocy, and what was worse, no one even knew that it wasn't even real, Ariaz grinned and continued his scheme, he had to think fast on his actions and quickly threw the pillow at his head.
"Oh god! It's eatting every inch of my head!" Ariaz rolled around on the floor, screaming like a maniac, his work was completed.
"Yeah you're right, this guy is a moron." Pierce spoke and chuckled, his eyes now drawn to the hilarious act.
Kirin smashed the table with his paw loudly, literally cracking the marble table like it was wood, he wasn't even in pain, no where even close to feeling the sensation of pain.
"Excuse me but my life is ending!" Kirin snarled loudly, regaining everyone attention once again, withdrawing his paw from the dented table.
"Have you tried to get it removed?" Pinza asked him, seeming to be the only one with his attention on him since the start of the meeting.
"Can't, Mrs. Skywinder said once a demon has chose it's host, then it's stuck there until the host is dead." Kirin sadly replied to the panther, his sorrow now turning into grief and there wasn't anything he could do that was within his knowledge.
Everyone started to talk once again about this matter, Kirin looked at everyone, released a sigh from his muzzle, and left up to his room, he knew that none of them could even help them, he stormed up the stairs and slamed the door hard behind him.
"They aren't even helping." Kirin growled as he flopped onto his bed, the loud slamming catching everyones attention.
Fox entered his room soon after a couple minutes, sitting along with him quietly, the two making no eye contact to each other, a quiet silence was the only thing inside the room of the troubled teenager, then the two sighed at the same time heavily, both finding it quite awkward.
"So…Kirin…" Fox tried to think of any supportive words to tell his son, unfortunatly for him, he never came across a problem like this ever in his life.
"Look if you got nothing to say then just leave." Kirin simply replied and laid back on his bed, knowing that Fox couldn't do anything to help him, so he didn't see any point for his father to even try helping him.
"Okay, first of all, don't talk to me like that, second of all…" Fox explained, a little anger in his voice from Kirin's backtalk.
"Well?" Kirin simply waited for his father to say whatever it was he was going to say.
Fox just couldn't think of the words, no matter how hard he tried, they were jumbled in his mind like a fierce whirlwind throwing words within his mind around like rag dolls, there was nothing he knew about information of demons, all he knew is that they were either mythical or extinct, and that they aren't something mess with, so say the movies that everyone watches.
"Dad just leave." Kirin simply sighed and rolled over onto his side, his back to fox.
"Don't you speak to me that way!" Fox barked at him, more anger now than ever, he wouldn't just sit there and take being yelled at by his own son.
"Why do you insist on even being in my presense if have nothing to say and nothing to do but yell at me when I am suffering!" Kirin barked right back at him with his own problems, he had remembered this anger from when he fought with Syphon, it was...unwanted.
"Because as your father, I have to try and fix every single damn problem you seem to cause everywhere around corneria!" Fox barked and snarled back at him, fists tightly clenched with anger as he looked at him as his son quickly sat up with a burst of fury.
"Well coming to my senses, I like this demon inside me, perhaps if it manifested outside, It would be a better damn father than you!" Kirin barked loudly and snarled, soul edge resting above his bed as it watched the two's conversation, it could sense Kirin's pure anger.
"I don't give a damn! I don't tolerate that behavior!" Fox yelled with a loud snarl, nearly about to snap and lose his mind.
"Fuck you!" Kirin screamed in his face, finally silencing the room once again, everything even outside the room was quiet as they heard the conversation of the two as well.
Fox's face just froze up with shock, his son, the one he cared for eleven years, fed him, clothed him, even read stories to him to help him sleep, said the two words out loud to his face that he hoped that would never be spoken until his grave.
"Kirin…you…are further than grounded, I can't even think of the word from all this! Maybe Sauria was a better choice place to keep you there, corneria would be much safer if venom attacked instead of you causing so much trouble! Maybe we should have just left you there!" Fox stomped to his feet and snarled, now Kirin was the one in shock, what he had heard his father say to him, how could he say such a terrible thing?
Kirin looked up at his father slowly with a frown, but he wouldn't let sadness take him down from such a blow, he hated him so much right now he could murder him right there and then with the soul edge, how he desired to reap the vulpine of his soul, but with a such a blow, his heart didn't have the strength to even commence such an act.
"Hey dad." Kirin spoke softly, quite full of sadness and anger.
Fox looked down at his son before he left the room, the door open and ready for him to leave.
"I'm sorry…" Kirin silently replied, his head lowered slowly and sighed.
Fox smiled slightly but then frowned, he somehow felt something else was coming just around the corner as he notice Kirin's bared fangs.
"Sorry I was a mistake in your life, Sorry for becoming your fucking son!" Kirin barked, tears streamed down his face.
Fox closed the door behind him and slid down the door, his chest ached with sadness and inner pain, he held his hand over his face…he was crying, weeping for the pain from his chest, Kirin was his pride and joy, he had lost the two greatest things of being a father; on the other side of the door, Kirin was crying, lying against the door as well, the same pain in his chest, he couldn't understand why his father would even say that Sauria was a better place for him to be than Corneria, he couldn't figure out if Fox even wanted him or not.
"I fucking hate you dad…I HATE YOU!" Kirin screamed and buried his muzzle into his knees, it hurt to breath as he weeped, the room darkned in sadness, and soul edge weeped with him.