Before we begin this chapter, I want to issue a warning. This chapter has lots of blood, maiming, and limb displacement. I also recommend listening to either "For The Glory" or "Fight" by All Good Things during the fight. With that out of the way, enjoy the chapter.

[White Streak - Part 2]

Dream stared up at Wilbur, fear in his eyes as the man smirked. "Tell me, Dream. What was it you said to me that fateful day, during the war for L'manburg? When you threatened to kill Tommy and Tubbo? When you wanted to enslave us and keep me and my people under your foot?" Wilburs voice went from sickly sweet to angered and full of malice. Then, with a smirk, the veins on his arms began to pulsate as the red scars glowed. "Ah, yes, I HAVE NO MERCY FOR YOU!" And with a mighty roar, his arm became coated in flesh as he charged at and then proceeded to punch Dream in the face, the punch curving into his jaw as Wilbur spun with the momentum, sending Dream flying out the window, shattering the glass.

Tanjiro and Nezuko went wide-eyed as Wilbur stomped up to the window ledge, staring down at the man he had launched out of the now shattered glass pane. His expression became wicked, his eyes narrowed, and his fists clenched.

It wasn't enough to kill him. Wilbur scowled, jumping down.

Cracks formed on Dream's Mask as he crash-landed into a tree, blood shooting out of his mouth as a cracking sound echoed into the forest, birds chirping as they flew out of the tree Dream crashed into, heavy snowfall coating the area as Wilbur jumped from the window, the snow around him melting as a firey air swirled around him.

Dream could only stare in confusion. Since when did he get all this power? How did he become as powerful as he had become? Was there something that he did for him to gain as much power as he did? Whatever he did to earn it… Dream wanted it.

"I'm going to enjoy killing you, Dream. Do you know that?" Wilbur snarled as he aimed his hand at the downed green-covered man. "Blood Demon Art – Combusting Vengence!" Wilbur growled, fiery gas leaking from his hand as it began to explode forward. Dream, seeing this in advance, dodge rolled out of the way as he got up on his feet, grabbing his sword before pushing his Mask off of his face.

If his Mask broke, it was game over for him.

However, that wasn't the main thing that he had been concerned about. It was the appearance of not only Wilbur but his changed appearance. Wilbur no longer looked anything like he used to. He didn't look human… but that was a question he had to ask for himself later. Right now, he was more focused on how the hell he got here.

"What the hell did Wilbur get himself into when I revived him? It was clear he was on the SMP beforehand, so… how did he…." A realization hit him at that moment, causing his mind to spiral. "Did Father put him here?! What the fuck?! But wait… how long ago was he sent here? Was it minutes after I revived him? Days? A week?—" Dream was unable to finish his thought when Wilbur shot another round of Combusting Vengence at him, causing him to dodge again.

"Stand fucking still, you green bastard!" Wilbur shouted, glaring daggers at Dream as the green man drew a crossbow from his inventory and fired a shot aimed at the man's neck, only for Wilbur to deflect it with a swipe of his hand.

Taking advantage of Wilbur swiping the arrow bolt away, Dream dashed in a bee-line for the man, raising his sword to stab him. Wilbur reacted accordingly and shot a weaker version of Combusting Vengence at Dream, causing the man to hang a left, allowing Wilbur to deliver a sickening blow to the man's right ribs, sending him off further into the left, far more than Dream had wanted to.

Tumbling, Dream jumped up into the air as his feet landed on the side of the tree, adrenaline kicking in as the man in green kicked off, doing a spin in mid-air as Wilbur jumped back from his spot, Dream's netherite sword landing firmly in the dirt along with himself.

Taking advantage of Dream being stuck, Wilbur shot out another round of Combusting Vengence at the man, who, after retrieving his sword from the ground, took the blow head-on, his hoodie tearing away due to the blast as the pieces of fallen off fabric caught ablaze.

Dream screamed in pain as the fire burned his exposed skin, Wilbur smirking with venomous glee. The explosion erupted, launching Dream back to where he came, blasting him through tree after tree until the man slammed hard into a rocky surface, the snow acting as somewhat of a cushion.

Dream's face was burned, his flesh slowly healing, using up the rest of his Masks stored energy in his body as blood seeped from his forehead and from his burnt arm. His breathing had become unstable, shaky almost, as he stood tall.

Wilbur jumped from behind the house right towards Dream, jumping from tree to tree before finally reaching out for Dream's face, who parried the attempted grab with a hand lock of his own, throwing Wilbur into the rock face, smashing the man through the rubble as he jumped backwards, readying himself as his flesh finished healing.

Dream could feel the energy his Mask gave him fade out, cursing under his breath. He was going to have to do the rest of his fight without putting on his Mask. He wasn't about to let his mask break, stopping him from ever regenerating again.

Wilbur pushed himself out of the wall, the cuts, scars, and bruises regenerating, licking blood off his finger. He hummed, licking his lips with a predatory glare in his eyes. "Your blood tastes good, Dream. Perhaps once I kill you, I'll devour your body, that way, no one would have to bury your pathetic self, nor trouble themselves to do it in the first place," Wilbur taunted, causing Dream to glare.

"Wilbur, what the fuck have you become?" Dream asked, grabbing his blade with one hand and grabbing his shield from his inventory, equipping his armour, and getting in a combat stance. Wilbur only laughed at seeing Dream gear up, his malicious glare returning.

"What am I, you ask? Simple. I've decided that being a human has only caused me grief and anger. But no longer! I will no longer be grappled by my mortal limits. I am Wilbur Soot, Upper-Moon Six! The sixth member of The Twelve Kizuki, and I will kill you. Then I'll turn those kids into Demons to work under me, and by extension, my 'master!'" Wilbur snarled, raising his hand once again as he readied another blast of Combusting Vengence.

Taking his chance, Dream rushed Wilbur, keeping his sword low to the ground as, upon closing the distance, Dream sliced Wilburs arm clean off from the forearm down, blood gushing from the wound as Dream followed up with a shield bash, knocking Wilbur back into the rock face. Switching out his shield for a fishing rod, he shot the hook at Wilbur, the string wrapping around Wilbur as he reeled the man back in, firing a firework rocket directly into Wilburs face, knocking both of them back.

The smoke cleared as Dream was hunched over, his sword in the ground as he used it to prop himself up. He risked it all in that attack. His weapons were getting weaker, their durability lowering with each attack. His sword was okay, but his crossbow and shield were getting low.

As the dust settled with the attack, Dream's eyes widened in horror as Wilburs skin and arm began to regenerate, though it had been slower than his bruises, cuts, and scratches. Wilbur let out a guttural laugh. The man stood as if he hadn't even been hurt.

Could… could Wilbur not be killed?

"You know, Dream. It's almost a pity. You threw everything you had at me, yet you did nothing to me all at the same time. Now, how about I go all out this time? Huh?" Before Dream could even react, Wilbur charged forward at him, kicking him up into the air before following him upward. His arm began to grow with flesh and bone as he smirked. "Blood Demon Art – Explosive Release!" With a blow not too dissimilar to Combusting Vengence, a red gas escaped from his arm as explosions rippled in the air as Wilbur punched down, the explosion's making contact with the man, mixed with the punch.

Blood exploded from the area, splashing all over Wilbur, a sadistic smile on his face. "DIE! DREAM!" Wilbur shouted, Dream landing on the ground, causing a crater to appear where Dream landed, a shockwave blasting throughout the forest.

The children inside huddled against one another, the shockwave shaking the lanterns and blowing out some of the candles and lanterns. "Wh-What's going on out there?" Nezuko stammered as Tanjiro comforted his sister.

"It's okay. Everything is going to be okay. I promise you that Dream will defeat this guy. Just don't freak out, okay?" As soon as Tanjiro said that, a creaking sound echoed out in the room. When Tanjiro looked up, he saw that Hanako's body was gone.

Tanjiro panicked, "Where did her…!" Before he could finish his thought, he looked up, seeing a girl on the ceiling, their eyes a piercing orange, their pupils looking like slits as blood dripped from their closing wound. A growl escaped the child's lips as Tanjiro slowly stood up, reaching behind his haori.

Then, without warning, the child fell down from the ceiling, landing on their feet, using the palm of their hand to brace themselves. Hanako Kamado stared the pair down as Tanjiro drew his axe. "Hanako… is that really you?" the boy asked, only to be met with his sister charging at him, claws and teeth bare as the now Demonified Hanako grabbed him by the neck.

In response, Tanjiro, without thinking, used his axe and slammed the blade into Hanako's ribs, causing the Demon to scream in pain, letting go of Tanjiro, who continued his assault by headbutting the Demonified version of Hanako before ripping out the axe from her side.

The girl stepped back, blinking a few times before groaning in pain, blood seeping from the wound.

"Ow… you… you jerk!" The sudden speech from Hanako caused Tanjiro to take a step back. "The hell… was that for? I…" Hanako paused, looking around the room she was in. She was lost, confused. This wasn't their home. It was…. Someplace else. She stared forward, confusion in her eyes as Tanjiro lowered his weapon.

"I'll ask this again… Hanako. Is that really you?" Tanjiro asked as Hanako blinked, tears coming to her eyes.

"O-Of course i-it's me, brother, why wouldn't it be—" she stopped, looking at her skin and hands. Her skin was a sickly grey, and her hands now had claws. Her eyes shrank in fear as she stumbled backwards, bumping into the bed.

She looked behind herself and saw Takeo, and at that point, the tears came down her cheeks faster than anyone would have assumed.

Then, she fainted.

What had that monster done to her?

Meanwhile, Dream tried to crawl out of the ground, his legs mangled, his skin was burnt, and blood covered most of his lower body. A groan escaped his lips as Wilbur's right arm returned to normal, a sickening smirk on his face. "And to think, I barely even used my Blood Demon Art," Wilbur stated, crouching down to Dream before grabbing him by the collar.

"You know, Dream. Now that I think back to it, I should thank you. Thank you for giving me a second chance at life. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to pummel you as I have now. But, now, I gotta ask you something. What the hell happened to you? Where's your fighting spirit, eh? What happened to that? Did it stay back at the prison on the SMP? Huh? Or were you always this weak!" Wilbur said, sighing after getting no response.

"Well, I guess I should just kill you now, better off just putting you out of your—"

"Tommy…"

Wilbur paused. "Excuse you?" And with that, Dream smirked.

"What would Tommy… say to you now… seeing you like this…." Dream muttered, blood coming out of his mouth as he talked. "He'd be ashamed to… call you… a brother, Wilbur…." Dream stated, spitting blood off to the side, reaching for his Mask.

"You motherfucker, you don't—!" Before Wilbur could crash his fist down on Dream's face, the man in green slipped his Mask over his face, his body rejuvenating almost immediately as Dream sprung out of the crater, grabbing Wilbur by the neck as he threw him upwards.

Wilbur floated in the air for a moment as Dream jumped up, sending a sword right into his abdomen, then slicing vertically, severing the man in half before shoving falling down, back to the ground as he pulled out a crossbow, putting three rockets into it. He fired them directly at the upper half of Wilbur as they made direct contact, blowing up more of his body.

When Dream landed, he landed on his feet. When the rest of Wilbur landed, he had to pull himself back together. Dream glared at the brown and white-haired man as he regenerated. "You should've killed me when you had the chance, Wilbur," Dream spat as Wilbur panted, exhausted.

"You… you used Tommy's name against me. You clever bastard…." Wilbur said, a chuckle coming from his lips. "Unfortunately, I'm low on blood. So, I guess I'll see you around, but next time, Dream, I'm killing you, and there will be nobody strong enough to stop me."

When Wilbur finished speaking, he jumped up into the air and vanished. Dream looked down at his hands, balling them up into fists, snow filling in the holes around the area as Dream fell down to one knee.

He needed to find a way to kill Wilbur… otherwise, he would have a hard time up ahead.

[Present Day]

Rui arrived, and Makugo arrived at the massive house, a man in green sitting outside on the porch, a white mask over his face. The two Lower Moons noted that he had a sword on his hip. "Is he a Demon Slayer?" Rui thought, an air of caution surging through him as the man stepped out of the shadows.

"Who are you two?" the man who they assumed to be Dream asked, putting a hand on the hilt of his sword as Makugo stepped forward, a clawed hand on her chest as she spoke.

"I am Makugo, Lower Moon Four, and this is Rui, Lower Moon Five. We come in peace. We were sent here by our master, Technoblade. He told the six of us to find you. The other Lower Moons are following close behind us," the femme fatale said as the man took his hand away from the hilt of his blade.

"Well, if Technoblade sent you, then you're clearly not a threat to me yet. Come inside. You actually came at a good time. Inside, the two of you, now." Dream stated, opening the sliding door as Rui and Makugo looked at one another.

The pair of Demons walked inside and were met with two younger humans, both of which looked up at them with a tinge of fear and confusion. "Hello there, what's your name?" Makugo said, kneeling down to the girl, who curled up into herself without a word.

"Uh… can you get out of her personal space… we were just attacked by… by, what was his name again?" Tanjiro said as Dream sighed.

"Wilbur, apparently he's Upper Moon six. Since you two are called Lower Moons, I take it you two are also Demons?" Dream asked as Rui nodded.

"Yes, Wilbur, or Wil as everyone is beginning to call him, is the most recent addition to the Upper Moons. Did you want to know more about him?" Rui asked as Dream nodded.

"Yes. If that is possible, the more I know about him, the better it will be when I fight him next," Dream stated as Rui's and Makugo's eyes went wide.

"Wait a second, you fought Upper Moon Six and LIVED! That's impressive for a Human, only Hashira from the Demon Slayer corp can do that, and even then, they have gruesome injuries afterward," Makugo exclaimed as Dream smirked under his Mask.

"It's actually thanks to my Mask that I'm alive, but that doesn't quite matter right now. Tell me, how did Wilbur become an Upper Moon?" Dream asked as Rui raised an eyebrow.

"I'll tell you in a moment, but how do you know Wilbur outside of being attacked by him?" The Spider Demon asked as Dream sighed.

"We go back… way back. When he was a human, we were enemies, then we were temporary allies, then…." Dream stopped, sighing. "The rest of that doesn't matter. Now, I need to know this information. Please," Dream stated, crossing his arms as Rui let out a long sigh.

"Okay… well, he showed up six weeks ago, at the infinity castle. Immediately, our former master, Muzan, demanded to know how he got into the castle, as only Demons could do so with his permission. He told Muzan that he didn't know, and that he just… showed up. Muzan didn't believe him, so he had Upper Moon 6, Daki and Gyutaro attempt to kill him. However, Wilbur proved his worth by killing the pair with ease using a range of explosions he created using dynamite sticks and a sword that, while not being made of Nichiren, was still able to cut their heads off and kill them. This impressed Muzan, causing him to ask what Wilbur's motivations were. When Wilbur stated that he had just recently been brought back to life by his forsaken enemy, he felt angered that he never got the chance to kill him. At that moment, Muzan gave him a bit of his blood, turning him into a Demon before instructing him to prove his worth by taking out the village nearby.

Wilbur did as he was told, killing the entire town, even with some Demon Slayers in it, with brutal ease. He even went the extra mile and devoured all the bodies. It hadn't even been an hour since becoming a Demon that he showed his true potential. Muzan recognized his power and engraved in his eyes the title of Upper Moon 6. On his first mission, he was instructed to kill twenty Demon Slayers. He did so, all at once. His Blood Demon Art utilized explosions, so for him, it was easy. A part of me is scared of him, but he treats all of the other Upper Moons and even the Lower Moons with respect. If I had to guess, you're his mortal enemy, aren't you, Dream?"

Rui finished his speech with a question, to which Dream nodded. "Yes, I am, and yes, I did revive him, but that was only because I had an object called "The Revive Book." What it does is it allows me to write down a person's name in it, and once I destroy it, that person comes back to life. It requires a specific type of paper, and a particular kind of leather to make, which this land does not have, unfortunately," Dream explained as Rui hummed to himself.

"Fascinating…" The Spider Demon muttered.

It was at this point that the sliding door opened, revealing Enmu, Rokuro, Wakaruba, and Kamanue. Lower Moon 1 was the first to speak, bowing with a smile on his face. "I take it you are Dream, it is a pleasure to meet you. Allow us entry, please," Enmu said as Dream nodded.

"Who are those two humans?" Rokuro questioned as Dream gestured to them.

"These two are Tanjiro Kamado and Nezuko Kamado. From what I heard, you were sent here by Technoblade, a good friend of mine. So tell me, where is he?" Dream questioned as Wakuraba was the first one to speak up.

"All he told us before coming here as to find you. He said he had to find someone who could teach him how to make his own Breathing technique. I told him about a former Hashira that lived on the neighbouring mountain. If anything, he's most likely going there," Wakuraba stated as Dream hummed.

"And tell me, who is this supposed, Hashira?" Dream questioned as Kamanue was the next one to speak.

Deep within Sagari Moutain, Technoblade stood in front of a man wearing a blue, cloud-themed Haori, his hair grey with a red mask on his face, a Nichiren blade by his side as Technoblade huffed.

"Sakonji Urokadaki."

To Be Continued.

And thus ends this little mini-battle-arc, and now, we're straight into the plot once more. This was my first time writing a prologued fight sequence. I've never written a fight that was more than eight paragraphs. Also, who saw Hanako becoming a Demon? I bet no one did.

Now, I know, most people are probably going to be a bit upset that I turned one o the siblings into a Demon, but trust me when I saw that what I have in mind for Hanako, and by extension, Takeo, is relatively interesting.

I can't say more 'cause if I do, I will spoil the next major arc coming up. And before anyone asks, no, Technoblade is NOT becoming a Demon Slayer. If that had been the case, I would've just brought Technoblade here, and that would've been boring, predictable, and quite frankly lazy.

Now, I want you all to guess what Technoblades Breathing Technique will be? I've already planned out all of the katas for it. All that has to happen is for it to be put into use, which won't be till further down the line.

But yeah, that concludes the last bit of this chapter, so… with that being said….

WAIT!

Hey, ya'll, Jazzhands here. Say, have you guys ever wanted to support me outside of just reading my stuff? Have you ever wanted to gimme your sweet, sweet dosh for whatever benign reason you might have? Well, guess what, now you can!

Introducing to you: MY P-A-T-R-E-O-N ACCOUNT!

For just one small (monthly) payment of 2 dollars (that's Canadian), you get your name at the end of EACH chapter! But wait, that's not all! If you choose to spend 3.50 (Canadian), you get access to early chapters two days in advance! But if you're still not satisfied (aren't we all), and you pay 5 smackeroos! (In Canadian, of course), you get access to polls that dictate how a story progresses and or dictates what I write next! (Holy smokes!)

But wait, there's one more thing! Click the link now, and for just one (monthly) payment of 10 dollars, you get everything I just mentioned, AND you get a bonus one-shots of anything you guys want! (So long as it falls into the realm of JJBA, MHA, KNY, or Danganronpa, and so long as it isn't explicitly NSFW).

Click the link now if you're interested: h-t-t-p-s-:-/-/-w-w-w-.-p-a-t-r-e-o-n-.-c-o-m-/-g-o-b-b-l-e-g-u-m-2-?-f-a-n-_-l-a-n-d-i-n-g-=-t-r-u-e (Remove Dashs)

A-hem, now, with that being said, I hope to see you all in the next chapter. Peace out!