Demon Slayer: The crossroads of Destiny
Every town has a slayer, a man or woman who is destined to fight the followers of the devil. With the slayer comes a Guardian, Usually an Angel or some sort of spiritual person. Their job is to teach the slayer how to use their minds and body to fight, also to teach them how to use their supernatural abilities. Every slayer has powers of the mind to help them fight the damned ones. They have the ability to move small objects with their mind and to unwilling have visions of the future/past in their sleep. This is the story of how this order was changed dramatically. For one slayer's crossroads will be crossed with another.
Chapter 1: Krystle OH MY GOD OH MY GOD! I can't be late again! Krystle thought as she raced to get to class on time. It was 1st period US World History, not the class she loved to get up early for. She walked in the classroom and the teacher wasn't in sight. YES! He's in the back chatting with someone still! Krystle said to her self while slipping her self in her seat behind her friend Jayme. He wasn't talking. this wasn't a good thing. "So Mrs. Liesik, late again I see this is your third tardy?" Mr. Amador said as he walked in with his air force coffee mug in hand. "No sir," Krystle lied, "I have been here since the bell rang." She could tell by the way Jayme tensed he was gonna yell about how he wasn't born yesterday and that he had somehow "saw" he walk in late. But to her surprise he didn't yell instead he calmly talked to her. "Mrs. Liesik, I'm not as dumb as I look. I saw you coming in late when I was getting coffee in Mr. Kopp's office. His window was wide open and I saw you date into class a few seconds after the bell rang." "NO! It was as the bell had rung!" Krystle blurted out. Knowing her stupid mistake she smacked her forehead and got her notebook out. "Should I make it out for this week or next week?" He asked. "Make what out?" She said hoping it wasn't a Saturday school. "Your ISS( day." He said with a smirk. "Next week I have to watch kids this week." She said and he started class. Mr. Amador was a small old looking man for his age (50ish). He had small gray glasses and short gray hair. His skin was also a pale color like he didn't get out much, but everyone knew he did cause he played golf every week with his "friends". Mr. Amador usually loves to run on and on about how we should be so happy to live in America bla bla bla. He's one of those guys who are SO into the flag and American history that if his wife would let him his house would be red, white, and blue. After Mr. Amador was done with his lecture of the day he let the students do book work. Jayme and Krystle did their usual: He got the books and she got the handouts. "So I do the back you do the front? Or do you wanna do visa versa?" Krystle asked Jayme. "Doesn't matter. You choose." Jayme replied. They ended up doing what they always did: copy someone else as they chattered about their long weekend when Mr. Amador was in the back room "making tests" but everyone knew he was playing Medal Of Honor on his PC. The class went on and Krystle had told Jayme about her dream kept having and that she was late getting to school because of it.
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(Krystle's dream) Krystle is running bare foot and in her short black nightgown. Her black hair seemed to be blowing in the wind but there was no wind. Sound of demonic grunts and groans seemed to follow her as she ran into a black world. There was no color she could see just black. As she was running the ground under her seemed to just open up and she fell screaming into a pit. In the pit there was these bodies that where forged into the wall still alive. The arms of the bodies reached out to her as they pleaded for help. Finally she hit the end of the pit and bones were scattered everywhere. The grunts she thought she had left behind outside the pit were now back. A chain somehow attached its self to her and she was yanked into the air. She couldn't see anything except the spot she was last standing in. A gut percing pain shot against her stomach as what felt like a knife was jabbed into her. She could feel the blood running up her chest but she couldn't bear to see what/who was doing this to her so she just kept looking at the spot she was last standing on. The knife was pulled out again seconds after it was put in and she jerked to get away so she wouldn't have to feel the pain of it happening again. No good. Didn't even move very much. The knife came in again but it didn't hurt a much. Now she was getting dizzy and she had noticed she stopped screaming. She didn't like the silence so she tried to scream. Nothing came out. She tried a second time and she felt a warm substance crawl up her throat. She was now choking on her own blood! She tried to reach for her throat but her arms were numb. She now knew she was going to die.
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Jayme Shuddered as the image of the last part of the story was told to him. "I am so sorry!" he said in concern for her.
* * *
She went on with the usual routine of the day, but something made her think she was being watched. She really didn't think much of it at first cause she was popular and very attractive, but she now felt like she was being stalked but couldn't seem to figure out by who. On her way to her 2nd P.E. class of the day a guy bumped into her while whispering, "The time is near." She looked back to see who he was but he was gone. The same thing happened in the locker room with a girl except it was a different message "You are the chosen, the time is near." She whipped around but couldn't see anyone. Now by 6th period things were getting weird. Jayme wasn't in computer class with her. He never missed a day of school unless he was really sick. When she got to her computer a note was there signed from one of Jayme's lunch group friends. It told how Jayme started shaking and he just fainted and didn't seem to be breathing well in the cafeteria. The last thing he said was "make the voices stop". It made her think of the whispers she heard that day. The note also said that the school was keeping it quite cause they think Jayme was on drugs at the time and wanted to do a surprise drug inspection in some of his classes.
She folded the note and started to type hoping she wouldn't cry. She knew Jayme didn't do drugs. He's not stupid enough. The teacher walked by and the same whispering started again, "your time is next". She jerked around, "what did you say?" she asked him. "Your timed typing is next," He replied with a weird look on his face "Are you okay?" "Umm.I think so sorry." On the way home she couldn't help but think that the thing that happened to Jayme was going to happen to her. She started to cross the crosswalk and a warm feeling shot threw her body like a wave of energy. She stopped, afraid she would faint. A car honked and there was a huge thud noise. She was hit. But she had felt no pain.
( Short for in school suspension
Every town has a slayer, a man or woman who is destined to fight the followers of the devil. With the slayer comes a Guardian, Usually an Angel or some sort of spiritual person. Their job is to teach the slayer how to use their minds and body to fight, also to teach them how to use their supernatural abilities. Every slayer has powers of the mind to help them fight the damned ones. They have the ability to move small objects with their mind and to unwilling have visions of the future/past in their sleep. This is the story of how this order was changed dramatically. For one slayer's crossroads will be crossed with another.
Chapter 1: Krystle OH MY GOD OH MY GOD! I can't be late again! Krystle thought as she raced to get to class on time. It was 1st period US World History, not the class she loved to get up early for. She walked in the classroom and the teacher wasn't in sight. YES! He's in the back chatting with someone still! Krystle said to her self while slipping her self in her seat behind her friend Jayme. He wasn't talking. this wasn't a good thing. "So Mrs. Liesik, late again I see this is your third tardy?" Mr. Amador said as he walked in with his air force coffee mug in hand. "No sir," Krystle lied, "I have been here since the bell rang." She could tell by the way Jayme tensed he was gonna yell about how he wasn't born yesterday and that he had somehow "saw" he walk in late. But to her surprise he didn't yell instead he calmly talked to her. "Mrs. Liesik, I'm not as dumb as I look. I saw you coming in late when I was getting coffee in Mr. Kopp's office. His window was wide open and I saw you date into class a few seconds after the bell rang." "NO! It was as the bell had rung!" Krystle blurted out. Knowing her stupid mistake she smacked her forehead and got her notebook out. "Should I make it out for this week or next week?" He asked. "Make what out?" She said hoping it wasn't a Saturday school. "Your ISS( day." He said with a smirk. "Next week I have to watch kids this week." She said and he started class. Mr. Amador was a small old looking man for his age (50ish). He had small gray glasses and short gray hair. His skin was also a pale color like he didn't get out much, but everyone knew he did cause he played golf every week with his "friends". Mr. Amador usually loves to run on and on about how we should be so happy to live in America bla bla bla. He's one of those guys who are SO into the flag and American history that if his wife would let him his house would be red, white, and blue. After Mr. Amador was done with his lecture of the day he let the students do book work. Jayme and Krystle did their usual: He got the books and she got the handouts. "So I do the back you do the front? Or do you wanna do visa versa?" Krystle asked Jayme. "Doesn't matter. You choose." Jayme replied. They ended up doing what they always did: copy someone else as they chattered about their long weekend when Mr. Amador was in the back room "making tests" but everyone knew he was playing Medal Of Honor on his PC. The class went on and Krystle had told Jayme about her dream kept having and that she was late getting to school because of it.
* * *
(Krystle's dream) Krystle is running bare foot and in her short black nightgown. Her black hair seemed to be blowing in the wind but there was no wind. Sound of demonic grunts and groans seemed to follow her as she ran into a black world. There was no color she could see just black. As she was running the ground under her seemed to just open up and she fell screaming into a pit. In the pit there was these bodies that where forged into the wall still alive. The arms of the bodies reached out to her as they pleaded for help. Finally she hit the end of the pit and bones were scattered everywhere. The grunts she thought she had left behind outside the pit were now back. A chain somehow attached its self to her and she was yanked into the air. She couldn't see anything except the spot she was last standing in. A gut percing pain shot against her stomach as what felt like a knife was jabbed into her. She could feel the blood running up her chest but she couldn't bear to see what/who was doing this to her so she just kept looking at the spot she was last standing on. The knife was pulled out again seconds after it was put in and she jerked to get away so she wouldn't have to feel the pain of it happening again. No good. Didn't even move very much. The knife came in again but it didn't hurt a much. Now she was getting dizzy and she had noticed she stopped screaming. She didn't like the silence so she tried to scream. Nothing came out. She tried a second time and she felt a warm substance crawl up her throat. She was now choking on her own blood! She tried to reach for her throat but her arms were numb. She now knew she was going to die.
* * *
Jayme Shuddered as the image of the last part of the story was told to him. "I am so sorry!" he said in concern for her.
* * *
She went on with the usual routine of the day, but something made her think she was being watched. She really didn't think much of it at first cause she was popular and very attractive, but she now felt like she was being stalked but couldn't seem to figure out by who. On her way to her 2nd P.E. class of the day a guy bumped into her while whispering, "The time is near." She looked back to see who he was but he was gone. The same thing happened in the locker room with a girl except it was a different message "You are the chosen, the time is near." She whipped around but couldn't see anyone. Now by 6th period things were getting weird. Jayme wasn't in computer class with her. He never missed a day of school unless he was really sick. When she got to her computer a note was there signed from one of Jayme's lunch group friends. It told how Jayme started shaking and he just fainted and didn't seem to be breathing well in the cafeteria. The last thing he said was "make the voices stop". It made her think of the whispers she heard that day. The note also said that the school was keeping it quite cause they think Jayme was on drugs at the time and wanted to do a surprise drug inspection in some of his classes.
She folded the note and started to type hoping she wouldn't cry. She knew Jayme didn't do drugs. He's not stupid enough. The teacher walked by and the same whispering started again, "your time is next". She jerked around, "what did you say?" she asked him. "Your timed typing is next," He replied with a weird look on his face "Are you okay?" "Umm.I think so sorry." On the way home she couldn't help but think that the thing that happened to Jayme was going to happen to her. She started to cross the crosswalk and a warm feeling shot threw her body like a wave of energy. She stopped, afraid she would faint. A car honked and there was a huge thud noise. She was hit. But she had felt no pain.
( Short for in school suspension