Argentum: Yo! Part three of four!
Grel'Slyfer: Fun times.
Slayer: You only care for more fighting.
Grel'Slyfer: They're the best part of most stories.
Judan: You have issues.
Grel'Slyfer: I know.
Ainvel: You were not like this the last time we met.
Grel'Slyfer: Who are you?
Ainvel: Wait you don't remember-
Argentum: No spoilers!
Ainvel: Fine.
Shadow: Speaking of spoilers... while we won't say whose review this is for. We will say that "he" will be fine. That's all i can say on that matter, and now I've done my job so later losers!
Slayer: Okay so Shadow buggered off, on the other hand I don't know this new character.
Argentum: Just made him up, now! Ainvel! Could you please start us off?
Ainvel: With pleasure. We here at the Dark Guard productions do not own the products being portrayed in this story. However we do own reality building concepts and oc's such as myself. Now without further ado…
Everyone: Here's the story!
Hello= Regular talk
Hello= Thoughts
[Hello]= Radio
(Hello)= Telepathy/Mind reading
Chapter Forty Four: Special third Person Chapter! Chapter Seven! Mugen Train part Three!
Kyojuro held onto his sword tightly, and when his opponent was close enough swung with all his might. Flames danced off his blade as its edge met with Akaza's fist. It bit into the demon's flesh but Akaza only laughed. Unleashing a series of punches towards the flame Hashira, punches that Kyojuro blocked successfully every time. His face simply one of contemplation.
He may not be as strong as Val'gin, yet that doesn't mean he isn't strong in his own right! Cutting off an arm he swung at the demon's neck, only for Akaza to punch his blade to side. Using the same arm the demon tried elbowing the Hashira in the gut. Noticing the maneuver Kyojuro twisted out of the way, before sending a horizontal slash at his opponent. Simply raising his arms Akaza softened the blow, only losing his arms in the process. Laughing as his arms instantly regenerated.
"Good Kyojuro! Your power is amazing! And to think you'll one day end up like Kokushibo Dono!" Dodging another blow Kyojuro struck upwards.
Ni no kata Nobori En Ten! Cutting deeply into Akaza's chest Kyojuro kept on the pressure. Trying his best to ignore Akaza's words, however the more the demon said the more worried he became.
"You know… until recently I used to be upper moon three, but with that bastard Doma's defeat I'm now at my rightful place! I honestly have no doubt that you'd take my place as upper three if you become a demon. So why not give into that mark of yours and become one of us? For only the worthy can become demons! And you my friend are most definitely worthy!"
Kyojuro grit his teeth as he pushed the upper moon back. "That will not happen! I will use this mark to fight for those who cannot fight for themselves!" Sighing Akaza got into a new stance.
"Geez… sorry to tell you but you can't have it both ways in this situation. Besides! There' only been one person who has ever conquered the mark! And he was born with it straight from the beginning! You are not that man. Now let's take this up a notch! Jutsushiki Tenkai! Rashin!" The flame pillar became wary as a glowing snowflake shaped compass appeared below his opponent. He had no way of knowing what it would do, and kept his guard up as Akaza charged forward again. "Come on! Give in and become a demon! Then we could fight forever and push ourselves to heights unattainable in a human life span!"
Gritting his teeth Kyojuro cut off an incoming fist, before blocking another. Pushing the punch out of the way Kyojuro blocked a newly regenerated fist. Raising his sword up the flame Hashira used another form. Shichi no kata Enjo Nejire! As he twisted his body flames surrounded him, this forced Akaza to back off his smile still present on his face. Rushing forward Kyojuro aimed a slash at the demon's neck. Ichi no kata Shiranui! Easily seeing the attack coming, Akaza punched the blade out of the way only to lash out with his left leg.
Using the momentum he had already built up, Kyojuro twisted out of the way and struck again. Raising up another arm, Akaza did not care for losing it as he sent a clawed hand at Kyojuro's head. Ducking underneath it the pillar slashed upwards, he missed by a hairs breath as Akaza leaned to the side.
"Superb! Superb! Such refined swordsmanship! I can't wait for you to become a demon!"
With narrowed eyes Kyojuro sheathed his sword. "I will not become a demon! And you know why? Because I am the flame Hashira! Rengoku Kyojuro! Jū no Kata Senko Moyasu!" Using the form Michael had created the pillar flashed forward. With wide eyes the upper moon barely dodged out of the way thanks to his Rashin, or compass technique.
"Sugoi! You've created a new form! While I've never personally faced a flame Hashira before! I've been told all about their techniques from other demons!" Sword ablaze the pillar corrected the demon as he attacked.
"It actually wasn't I who created the form! But my former Tsuguko Michael! He wanted to try and start incorporating different forms into the Hono no Kyoko style. This is just his first successful attempt!" The demon couldn't help himself, with a grin that threatened to split his face. Akaza's attacks became faster and more precise.
"You must've had one hell of a student! Too bad I've already been told what he is. Otherwise I'd suggest Smith Michael become a demon as well! But alas dragons cannot become demons!" As he lost another arm Akaza jumped up. "Jutsushiki Tenkai Kūshiki!" Punching forward a shockwave slammed into Kyojuro's blade. "HAHAHA! Come on! Can't you keep up Kyojuro?!"
Gritting his teeth the Hashira swung his blade in a circle. Shi no kata Sei En no Uneri! As the flames blocked the incoming shockwaves, he quickly figured out what they did. How strong does he have to be to create shockwaves by just punching the air?! I'll have to get in as close as I can. As Akaza landed, Kyojuro once again used the tenth form to flash forward. At the end of the form he funneled the momentum built into another form. Ichi no kata Shiranui!
Akaza seeing the attack coming pushed the blade out of the way, now instead of losing his head, the blade instead cut off his entire left arm. Though it regrew in an instant, and he immediately went back on the attack. The demon was using quite a bit of his strength, around seventy five percent of it to keep up now.
"Sugoi! Come on show me more before the mark turns you!" Kyojuro didn't know whether or not the mark was taking a hold of him. Instead he felt a burning pain as he kept up, his stamina draining fast. "Come on! Turn into another Kokushibo Dono! Least I'd have someone worth talking to in the upper ranks!" Akaza's constant attempts to both praise and rile him up didn't help either. Using the third flame form Kyojuro cut deeply into the demon's shoulder.
For the first time this seemed to affect the demon as he grit his teeth in pain. Though with a swift kick to the gut, the flame pillar was sent flying back as the inflicted wound healed. Kyojuro could feel the ruptured organs and using what he learned from Michael. Used up all the magic he had in healing them.
Should have paid more attention to those lessons! Maybe then I wouldn't be the second weakest spell caster. Looking up and spitting out some blood he sighed. Least I have them for times like this. Smiling he rushed forward as the demon punched out more shockwaves. Seeing them coming in the pillar used another form. Go no kata Enko! As he rushed behind the tiger made of flames, he took note how it was quickly dispersed. That wasn't his air type... Getting once more up and close he restarted the melee. He could feel the strain on his body now. The mark really is taking its toll on me!
Worried yet undeterred, Kyojuro began expending more energy to keep up with the ever faster upper moon. Akaza on the other hand could only laugh at his opponent's ability. To him Kyojuro was simply amazing, and could be an even better opponent if he simply made a choice.
When Val'gin first told us about what he told the demon slayers, I originally thought it cowardly. But if Kyojuro actually does something about it… then I'd finally have a worthy opponent I could fight to the death with! His glee easily shown on his face. Punching forward he slipped past Kyojuro's defense and hit the man in the jaw.
As he was sent flying the pillar ignored the pain he felt and flipped right side up. Skidding on his feet even as blood dripped from his mouth. Shaking off the pain he quickly swung his sword once more in a circle. Defending against another barrage of shockwaves. Hearing movement behind him he saw as Tanjiro rushed forward, mark once more active.
"Hinokami Kagura! Shakkotsu En'yō!" With a circular slash of his own, Tanjiro blocked another incoming barrage. "I'm fine enough to assist now!" Smiling Kyojuro nodded before joining Tanjiro in an offensive.
Akaza frowned at this before punching forward. "Two on one huh? Guess I need to get a bit more serious! Jutsushiki Tenkai Kishinya Eshin!" In rapid succession he sent eight shockwaves much stronger than his previous ones. Taking turns Tanjiro and Kyojuro defended from the attacks. Upon reaching their target they began attacking in earnest. Both more than familiar on how the other fought at this point. As Akaza used his compass technique again, a smile came to his face. "Now this is more like it! Show me more!"
Unleashing technique after technique the flame and sun Hashira's attacked. As they fought both could feel the strain from the mark growing. Though in Kyojuro's case he became increasingly worried about what might happen to him. However he pressed on, ignoring the impending doom he was certain was coming.
As long as I can take out this demon! Then I will have done my best! That's when another interrupting came to the battle.
""Ichi no Kata, Hekireki Issen!"" As two voices yelled out as one, Akaza could feel his arms get sliced off as he looked at the ones responsible. He was greeted with a determined looking Zenitsu, and smug looking Eris. That's when he had to backflip as he felt an attacking coming from above.
"Ni no kiba Kirisaki!" After Inosuke struck and missed he kicked him away as he felt another attack.
However unlike the heat from the sun and flame pillars, this attack felt cold. "Ichi no Kata Kaikyo toketsu." Calmly Cassandra struck as Akaza batted her blade away. However even as his left hand froze he felt yet another attack.
"Ichi No Kata Bara O Hikisaku!" Moving out of the way from Kanao's first form he looked at all of his opponents. While all of them weren't weak, the strongest were most definitely Tanjiro and Kyojuro. If only because of the demon slayer marks they possessed.
Grinning he crouched a bit while pulling his right arm back. "If you want to gang up on me fine! However don't expect it to work! Jutsushiki Tenkai! Saishiki Manyōsen Yanagi!" Aiming down towards the ground, Akaza launched his fist forward. Shattering the ground and sending out a shock wave that pushed everyone back. As he looked around he continued grinning as his main targets got back up. "Superb~! What dedicated strength! Now… show me more! Hanafuda boy! Kyojuro!" As the two pillars stood their ground Akaza attacked with everything he had. "Let me show you the strength a human could never achieve!"
With a laugh he struck once again.
There is nothing scarier than an instinctual linebreak.
As they continued to exchange blows with the upper moon, Kyojuro could feel himself draining faster. He knew his strength was waning, however he still pressed on. Next to him Tanjiro seemed to be doing better than he was.
Guess being a dragon certainly helps with such things. As the fight wore on the others would now and then attack. However despite how strong they were, without marks they couldn't do much. From her hiding place in the train Nezuko grit her teeth. It was actually Eris that suggested she hide herself; with the sun coming up soon, the goddess didn't want to risk the enemy seeing her out in the sun. Punching the window sill she turned to Michael who was now sweating as he slept.
"Just what is going on with you? We could really use your help right about now!" Next to her Genya frowned as he looked out his own window. He also wanted to go out and fight, but was told that protecting Nezuko and Michael was his priority. While it frustrated him he didn't exactly want to anger the scary woman that was Eris. However he wasn't seeing much of a choice but to go out and help. Everyone even the senior Hashira were getting the snot beat out of them.
"Dammit! Alright I'm going out there!" He then turned to Nezuko. "You continue to stay put!" The scarred boy at that point, jumped out of the window before Nezuko could say anything. As he got closer he looked down at the ground and picked up an arm. "Alright! This will help!" Taking a bite out of the arm he felt strength flow through him. "Hell yeah!" With a grin he rushed forward even faster than before. "Hey! Pink man!" turning around Akaza's eyes widened as he was kicked in the face. Genya smiling as he sent the upper moon flying. "Heh! Pathetic!"
Akaza grinned as he stood up, spitting out some blood before cracking his neck. "Now that was a pretty good kick! But I hope that wasn't all you had? Otherwise this will still be boring!" Tsking Genya aimed his shot gun and fired much to Akaza's surprise. "Argh!" As the nichirin pellets blasted through his body Akaza kept smirking. "An interesting weapon you have there." As he was distracted both Zenitsu and Eris flashed forward once more, playing into their roles of quick support flawlessly.
Feeling the attacks coming Akaza bent down low, allowing all three blades to fly over him harmlessly. As he straightened back up and he punched out at them both. As the two were hit by the shockwaves, the rest of the squad rushed forward. With his full power the uppermoon glided between every attack, battering them to the side while also striking at any openings he saw. Despite barely joining in the fight, everyone but Tanjiro and Kyojuro were already feeling the burn.
Even Genya who was simply running around taking pot shots felt strained. That's when hope arrived in the form of mornings light. Looking over to the mountains Akaza's eyes widened as he saw the sun barely peeking out. Smirking at this Kyojuro rushed forward, using his first form to get in close.
"Your end is coming near!" Akaza gritted his teeth as he leaned to the side, then with incredible speed he punched forward. As everyone yelled out to him, Kyojuro coughed out blood as Akaza withdrew his arm from his stomach. Rushing forward Kanao started healing the pillar and Tanjiro attacked even more ferociously.
"You won't get away with that!" As his mentor fell to his knees and his lover started closing the wound. Tanjiro attacked with everything he had left. Joining him was Inosuke and Cassandra, the elven princess in particular was keeping to the demon's back. Trying to keep him from running from the fight.
At this point Akaza was feeling desperate himself. "Get out of my way!" Lashing out with a leg he caught Inosuke in the chest and sent him flying. Though worried the last two standing knew they had to keep the pressure on. Never letting up their attacks, freezing and burning the demon as the light crept ever forward. "Leave me be! Shiyūshiki Aogin Ranzankō!" Lashing out in all directions, Akaza sent out an almost endless barrage of sharp thin shockwaves. Yelling out in shock Cassandra and Tanjiro were caught up in the attack.
However Tanjiro used his Shakkotsu En'yō to avoid major damage, Cassandra was blown away. Having sustained quite a bit of damage from Akaza's ultimate technique. Breathing heavily Tanjiro rushed forward, the sun now practically reaching out to them.
"You won't get away!" Akaza's eyes were frantic as he attacked with everything he had. His shock and desperateness only grew, as Tanjiro unleashed dance after dance to counter him.
"Leave me alone! Do you really want this to end this way?! To have the sun defeat me in your place?! Besides that shouldn't you be worrying for your mentor? I did just punch a hole through him! And unlike you he isn't a dragon who can shrug off wounds like we demons can! What's more I doubt he has much left before he becomes a demon himself! So stop worrying about me and leave me alone!"
Feeling anger grow inside his chest Tanjiro lashed out. "Bastard! You're nothing more than a coward aren't you?! Running away the moment you start losing your advantage!" As the two practically dance around one another Zenitsu stood up, blood trailing down his chin.
"Tanjiro…" Getting into his stance once more he hardened his gaze. Then with incredible speed he rushed forward. "Ichi no Kata! Hekireki Issen Shinsoku!" With speeds never seen by the thunder user before Zenitsu seemed to vanish, and right when Akaza was about to punch a hole into Tanjiro's head. Or at least attempt to, seeing how hard the sun breather's head actually was. He suddenly was missing an arm.
"What?!" As Zenitsu rolled across the ground now completely exhausted Tanjiro struck at Akaza's neck.
In a desperate attempt to live the demon raised his arms to protect himself. "This ends here!" As his sword flickered red Tanjiro cut through the demon's arms. Catching inside Akaza's neck, as he pushed the uppermoon's neck started giving way to his blade. That's when interference came into play, for with a cough of blood Tanjiro was sent flying as something hit his side. Shattering the junior Hashira's right ribs. As he coughed and looked up and narrowed his eyes as he saw a cloaked figure.
As the figure stared at him with glowing green eyes he addressed the uppermoon. "You did well here, I'll have use for you later." Then with a snap of his fingers a vortex of black mist seemed to suck Akaza into it. A moment after it disappeared along with the demon. Nodding at his work he turned to Tanjiro. "You are also an interesting specimen. I can feel dragon blood flowing through you, same with the girl over there actually." Taking a brief moment to look at Kanao he turned back to Tanjiro. "However yours is much stronger, as if it has matured like a delicious wine."
As the figure raised his hand to snap his fingers, Eris rushed forward and grabbed Tanjiro. As the figure snapped his fingers he frowned as the same black mist failed. Turning to look at Eris who was now shielding Tanjiro he sighed.
"Always with the interference. Guess I'll have to deal with the rest of you before collecting my specimen." Everyone still battered and bruised slowly tried to stand up to fight. "Oh? Still willing to fight after the beat down you all suffered? Impressive, but utterly useless. Oh well…" Throwing off his cloak they could now see the tall pale skinned figure in all his glory. His long black hair blowing in the wind as he grinned. "I guess I can have some fun before acquiring what I want." Snapping his wrists forward a blade on each arm popped up from his vambraces. Each blade was a foot long and faced backwards. "Now? Who wants to go first?"
There is nothing scarier than an instinctual linebreak.
No one said a word as they prepared themselves. Though they knew it would be fruitless, as even with Kyojuro healed his stamina was nearly gone. The mark now wracking his body in pain, even Tanjiro was in a similar situation. Healing his side, Tanjiro used the rest of his magic to regain as much strength as possible. Eris on the other hand growled as she looked the man in the eyes.
"A Darkwraith." As everyone turned to her the man, now Darkwraith blinked in surprise.
"Oh? I don't usually meet many who know what I am. But yes! I am Ainvel the eighty first Darkwraith." At his introduction Eris couldn't help but feel some hope in her chest. The sheer fact that his number was so much lower than Grel'Slyfer's was reassuring. Heck! Even Nel'Ren's! These facts made her feel as if they had a chance. That hope was promptly crushed as the Ainvel seemed to teleport in front of her. "Guess I should take you out first then huh?" As her eyes widened in panic, Ainvel punched forward, but jumped back as Kyojuro swung at his neck. Having used the tenth form once again to flash forward.
On the ground struggling to get up was Zenitsu. "Come on! Work with me legs!" He was out of the fight thanks to his final attack on Akaza. His god speed variant of his first form was too much for his legs to handle. Punching the ground he slowly started healing them. Watching the fight from the corner of his eye, the first thing he saw was Genya eating another arm. While confused about this he figured it was fine seeing how he wasn't burning in the sun.
Firing his shotgun Genya tried to lay down some cover fire. However with one swift movement of his left hand, Ainvel grabbed all the shotgun pellets out of the air. As Genya's eyes widened the Darkwraith tossed them at high-speed towards Cassandra. The princess was attempting to sneak up on him, and instead was felled by the pellets Genya had fired. Though nothing serious was hit the elf was now bleeding profusely. As the force of the attack flung her across the ground, she rolled to a stop twitching in pain as she fell unconscious.
Looking towards his accidental helper Ainvel grinned. "Thank you for the assistance~. Here let me award you!" Rushing forward the Darkwraith lashed out with his right arm blade. As the scarred teen barely dodged to the side the Darkwraith lashed out with his left leg. As his dark leather boot met the Mohawk teen's head. Genya was sent flying, instantly knocked out from the blow.
Bending his knees and bringing his sword behind his head Kyojuro called out to the enemy. "YOU MONSTER!" Curious the Darkwraith turned towards Kyojuro as his whole body was alit with flames. "I will end you! Hono no Kyoko! Ku no Kata! Rengoku!" Exploding forwards with incredible speed, a dragon made of flames formed around the pillar as he made contact with the Darkwraith. As the dragon exploded, creating a tornado of flames, Kyojuro stabbed into the Darkwraith's side. The power of the attack was so unexpected that Ainvel didn't have time to defend.
With a yell Kyojuro twisted his sword and cut upwards. Decimating his foes side, as half his body was burned and cut from the rest of his body in a huge explosion. Now completely exhausted Kyojuro leaned on his sword as the dust around him settled. Smirking as he saw Ainvel holding onto his right side.
Growling the Darkwraith yelled at him. "What kind of attack was that?! I felt your energy! You should have had nothing left!" Falling to his knees Kyojuro chuckled.
"Hehe… what can I say? I'm a firm believer in always surpassing ones limits." Growling for a moment Ainvel eventually smiled.
"A good philosophy I suppose. Still… RAGH!" With a yell his entire side was healed and his clothes repaired itself. As everyone watched in horror Ainvel rolled his shoulder. "Much like these demons you fight, I too have an incredible healing factor." Frowning he watched as Eris and Tanjiro walked in front of Kyojuro. "I guess you two are next then." With a smirk he kicked at Tanjiro, raising his blade Tanjiro tried to block the attack. However he could only stare in horror as his sword shattered, and he was kicked in the chest. As he spat out blood he was sent flying into the train. Creating a huge dent in the car next to the one Nezuko and Michael were in.
Seeing her brother Nezuko yelled out to him as she hopped out of her car. "ONII CHAN!" Chuckling at his work Ainvel raised a finger to block Kanao's attack. A look of absolute hate turning to fear at what had just happened.
"You aren't nearly as strong as your friends with the marks. So why bother?" With a backhand to her cheek Ainvel knocked out the flower girl. Nodding he turned back to Eris who was on her knees in fear. A ways off Inosuke couldn't move his legs, fear having over taken them. The boar boy could simply feel the danger rolling off the Darkwraith. However as he saw the Darkwraith pull back his arm and straighten out his hand. Inosuke ignored his fear and rushed forward; however by then it was too late. "Goodbye little girl!" With a look of manic glee he threw his arm forward, intending to skewer the goddess on his arm.
With a closed eyes Eris waited for the end, however instead some kind of liquid got on her face. After a moment she opened her eyes to see Michael standing in front of her. His sword out and the Darkwraith missing his arm. Feeling her face she looked down at her hand, it was blood that she had felt before. Clutching his stump with gritted teeth Ainvel jumped back.
"Okay and who in the Abyss are you?" Michael didn't say anything, instead he turned to Eris. To say she was surprised to see an exact copy of Kyojuro's demon slayer mark, on her boyfriend's face was an understatement. However what was more shocking were his purple eyes. Eyes that seemed to glow similarly to a Darkwraiths.
Smiling he reached down and wiped her face on his sleeve. "Don't worry… I'm here now." Smiling with tears in her eyes, Eris felt relief knowing this was still the same Michael she loved. Picking her up he flashed over to where he had sat Cassandra down earlier.
"Oh… didn't notice you helped Cass already. Now kick his ass!" Grinning at her words he turned towards his foe. Both hands on his swords handle, then with a small grunt it was covered in familiar purple and black flames.
After a moment of glaring Michael spoke. "I hope you had your fun, because I'll be placing my sword between you lungs and colon soon enough. I hope you don't mind that. You were the one who attacked those I care for first after all." Rushing forward the next stage of the fight began.
There is nothing scarier than an instinctual linebreak.
Michael was feeling an incredible well of power inside of him. His talk with his subconscious had done much for his understanding of his own limits and powers. Relying on pure instinct he didn't think as he brought his sword down. With narrowed eyes Ainvel raised his arms and defended with his arm blades. As Michael's sword made contact with them, Ainvel felt his knees buckle from the unexpected power behind the attack. As the ground exploded from the impact, Michael lifted his sword and swung at the Darkwraiths side.
Jumping back Ainvel pointed two fingers at the dragon. "Grevos! Don't get cocky! Ajin!" At his yell a screech was heard. One that forced everyone to cover their ears, as a wave of sound was blasted at the young dragon. Michael gritting his teeth dashed to the side, the attack missing him by a hairs breath. "How do you like my hollow sound?!" Michael didn't say anything instead he conjured up a ball of purple fire. Directing it he swung flames around his body before launching it at Ainvel. Narrowing his eyes the Darkwraith raised his hand straight up and fired off a larger sound wave.
The two attacks met and promptly exploded. Turning around Ainvel blocked a lower slash from Michael, black and purple flames licking off his body from his recent teleport. Without thinking the new Hashira started teleporting around his enemy. Taking any opportunity to slash at the Darkwraith, it was in vain however as Ainvel blocked every attack.
It's as if he knows whenever I'm about to attack! Even I don't know right now! Stopping right in front of Ainvel, Michael gathered more flames into his hand and pushed it at the Darkwraith. In retaliation Ainvel did the same with a wave of sound. As their attacks met both were thrown off their feet at the resulting explosion. Flipping themselves upright both combatants landed on their feet. Their injuries healing, one through magic, and the other through some form of regeneration.
Unfortunately for Michael his healing wasn't nearly as good as his enemies. I can tell this guy isn't nearly as strong as his brothers. Yet I'm still not able to gain any momentum in this fight. What's more was how he could feel the strain on his body. Using both the mark and his flames were too taxing on his body. Heh even if I can kill him, there's a good chance that he still has plenty of "lives" to throw at me.
As Michael tried thinking of a way to win his opponent was observing him. Those flames… why do they give off such a familiar feeling? It's not normal dimensional energy he's calling on. Gritting his teeth and prepared to charge forward. Damn Elder Dragons! Too strong for their own good! Had enough fighting those leeches during the war! With a boom he threw himself forward. Seeing how the fight was back on Michael swung his sword, sparks flew as he directed his enemy's blades to the side.
As his back was turned the young dragon built up purple electricity in his hand, and with the crack of thunder he fired it at his foe's exposed back. The lightning bolt missed as Ainvel rolled forward, turning to face Michael as he got back on his feet. Michael couldn't help but feel apprehensive of that maneuver. For it show cased Ainvel's lightning fast speed.
Feeling something coming he teleported away as Ainvel clapped his hands. "Aint! Jogor!" With the sound of thunder he created an explosion of sound. Sending debris everywhere, and also causing more bleeding ears. As he held onto his ears, Michael decided he couldn't let Ainvel get the chance to fire off more sound based attacks. Glaring at the Darkwraith the dragon teleported in front of Ainvel, beginning his attack with his first form.
His enemy as expected ducked under it, but it was enough to give him an inch in the fight. Taking advantage he started doing everything he could to keep his hands occupied. Exchanging blows faster than anyone of the audience could follow; the two combatants started making superficial cuts on one another. Each wound healing in an instant. However one was tiring much faster than the other, his abilities taking an enormous toll on his body.
The other however was reaching the limits of his patience. "Enough!" With a single yell he pushed Michael back, sending him flying and skidding across the ground. However as he righted himself the Hashira rolled to the side on pure instinct. He could only widen his eyes as Ainvel seemed to appear right where he was. His left foot creating an enormous crater that sent him flying once more. Digging his blade into the ground, Michael slowed down his momentum before swinging. Not expecting the attack Ainvel gained a nasty cut across his face.
As it healed Ainvel's eyes glowed ominously. "I'm so done with you! ARGHHH!" Yelling as loud as he could everyone could only hold their ears as their eardrums exploded. Michael being the closest was thrown right through the train, the shockwave from the yell destroying everything around the Darkwraith. Kyojuro being the second closest in case his assistance was needed, was also thrown back like a piece of paper in the wind. Seeing the destruction caused by his power made the Darkwraith smile. "So it would seem that I! Ainvel! Emerge victorious once again! HA-ARGH!"
With no emotion left Michael appeared behind the Darkwraith. Cutting into his side and slicing upwards, relieving the creature from the Abyss of most of his internal organs. As Ainvel looked at his opponent in anger he noticed something.
Why is his eye like that? As he regenerated his lost body parts he clapped his hands. Sending a shock wave out that threw Michael back once more. Black sclera… glowing eye… and that dimensional energy he's using. What is this guy?! It feels so familiar… yet I know it's impossible! He was losing any patience he had left fighting the young dragon. BAH! Doesn't matter! He'll be dead soon nonetheless! Rushing forward he used half his full power. Despite the increase in speed his opponent was able to just barely keep up. Though despite avoiding fatal injuries, Michael was being riddled with smaller ones and Ainvel could only smirk. He isn't healing anymore! Guess he's finally out!
Battering his opponents weapon aside the Darkwraith snapped his fingers. The resulting sound wave concentrated and was sent through Michael's ears. It was enough to finally snap him out of whatever trance he was in. As his eyes turned to normal Michael clutched his ears and yelled in pain. Taking advantage of this Ainvel kicked Michael while grabbing his sword. Tossing it away he laughed at his victory. However as he was celebrating he coughed out some blood as two swords pierced through his neck.
"Take this! Ichi no kiba Ugachi Nuki!" Twisting his jagged blades Inosuke tore them through his opponent's neck. It wasn't quite enough to kill him, but it did stagger the Darkwraith enough for Eris to zap in, pick up Michael, and zap out. As blood dripped from his mouth Ainvel's eyes widened as he turned to Inosuke. For another flame covered blade was heading for what was left of his neck.
"Ichi no kata Shiranui!" Using what little bit of strength he had left Kyojuro tried finishing off the Darkwraith. However he and Inosuke were thrown back by another soundwave. As the Darkwraith healed he felt another presence behind him. Turning around he saw a bloodied Tanjiro charge forward, in his hands was Michael's sword. With a yell Tanjiro swung, cutting off Ainvel's left arm, knowing what would happen next the sun breather jumped back. Just barely avoiding another shockwave.
As he stood back, ready to fight he spoke with a hint of malice on his tongue. "You may be strong… but we've been fighting against foes stronger than us for a long time now! Nii San especially! He fought your two brothers before and survived both times! And just recently we survived against Val'gin! So-" He was interrupted by a now panicked Ainvel.
"Wait Val'gin?! You've fought him?!" Now confused over the panicked state of his enemy Tanjiro nodded. "You mean this dimension… this universe and timeline in particular… I need to get out of here!" That's when a black gloved hand fell onto his left shoulder. Sweat seemed to be pouring down his pale face as he turned.
He did not like who he saw. "Well… Masters Grel'Slyfer and Nel'Ren thought they felt something familiar. Who would've thought it'd be on of their baby brothers? Been a while eh Ainvel?"
There is nothing scarier than an instinctual linebreak.
Argentum: And that's a wrap for this chapter!
Slayer: Well things are getting interesting, didn't see that twist at the end.
Judan: I did.
Slayer: You're the one he talked to about this chapter so you don't count.
Argentum: He does have a point.
Judan: Aww…
Tanjiro: We keep getting the daylights beaten out of us.
Kanao: I know!
Zenitsu: Heh least I got my god speed now! Which is awesome! And with magic I can use it more than once before I even get used to it!
Nezuko: I'm proud of you~!
Zenitsu: Heh thanks Nezuko Chan~.
Grel'Slyfer: I just can't wait to see my servant kick the crap out of my little shit brother.
Nel'Ren: Wow… really?
Grel'Slyfer: Yes.
Slayer: Someone doesn't care much for family I see.
Grel'Slyfer: Bah! I only like those I interact with on a daily basis.
Judan: That's fair.
Argentum: Okay enough with that! Because I can't think of someone to do it I randomly choose Kanao to end this chapter!
Kanao: Okay… This had been a Dark Guard production now signing off.
Everyone: Goodbye!