So. I thought I'd take a stab at writing a story for Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba, Thought it might have some potential but we shall see :D anywho, here is the story.
This is just something i took a stab at, I appreciate you taking the time to read and hope you enjoy the first chapter, if this recieves positive feedback I will continue it, I know some characters are a certain way but this is just my take on writing everyone is different on how they write. :D
I do NOT own anything related to this manga/anime only My OC.
Legend tells a tale of the world's first demon, a being shrouded in mystery known for his cruelty and thirst for power, Inslaved to the sun and cursed to roam the night, Thousands of lives lost to such a beast all for the selfish gain of becoming perfect, demons spawned from such hatered in turn spreading hatered hunted down by the very people sworn to they're annihalation
There was much more to my family then met the eye, a supernatural bond between my familie's blood and the blood of the cursed one's family, The catch?
One female born every thousand years would hold the key to breaking the curse. Blood, Body and soul. It was she who held the fate of the world in the palm of her hand, With her by his side he could achieve not only his goal but wield her power as his own.
One might say she was a doom's day key, Though in her eyes she was nothing more then a simple girl with no family of her own, Her own background was a complete mystery to her up until the age of 10 she remembers nothing, No parents, Nothing of importance, The only thing unique about her is the long jagged scar on her throat and abdomen.
I was a simple girl, nothing special about me at all.. I lived a mundane life, had a job.. But they say nothing is promised, Life itself is a beautiful lie, A meaningless fragile thing that can be ripped away from us at anytime.. Unfortunately for me, my life ended at the blade of another man. I don't remember much from the attack only the relentless pain, and of course choking on my own blood.
The words though.. Those words he whispered to me softly as I felt my life fade, "Master need's his key, You are his key"
The last thing I remember is the soft glow of the street light above me watching the snow fall softly..
"Miss..?" Groggily the sound fills my ears "Miss, are you okay"
Numbness is the first thing I felt, before the realization of someone speaking to me registared, how was this even possible, I remember the man stabbing me through my abdomen and then nothing but blackness.. broken from my thoughts I look over my vision Blurring ever so slightly as it lands on the boy in question.
"W..Who are you?" I say softly, to say I was afraid would have been the biggest understatement of the century, i didn't quite grasp how I could be alive right now.
His burgundy eyes widen a fraction before a small friendly smile creases his lips, "I will tell you my name once I figure out who you are miss" he says softly
Shivering I shake my head, How did I get here.. One minute I was bleeding out the next.."Yoiruichi" I start slowly raising my frosted mint eyes to meet his gaze. "I don't remember much, I'm not exactly sure how I ended up in the middle of the woods" i notice the sword at his side.
"I see..Well, I am staying in a village not far from here, I could help you back to the village and get you patched up" he says offering me a hand to help me to my feet
"I couldn't ask you to do that, especially since I'm a stranger to you" I say quietly, I needed the help but I genuienely felt bad asking this boy for help.
His smile brightens "Think nothing of it, My parents raised me to help whoever needs it, and right now you need help" he says "By the way My name is Tanjiro, Tanjiro kamado".
"Thank you Tanjiro" I smile as we start walking, I observe my surroundings the woods were dark, a full moon hung over head as we made our way back to the village he had spoke of, I started tp hear pounding, the smell of iron and sulfur filled the air.
Whatever had sent me here had drained me and as much as I would like to pretend everything was alright it wasn't, I needed time to adjust but something told me this was just the beginning of things, Zoned out I barely even remember us walking into the village until we come to a small hut, making our way in I stand behind Tanjiro as five other people came into view.
"Oi! Tanjiro where did you run off to?" came a reply from a bare chested boy who strangely wore a hog's head, "and who is the woman?"
"This is.." he starts before he is tackled by a small girl "Nezuko!" he says patting the girls head
The small girl in question then makes her way to me, her pink eyes stuying me before she reaches out and wraps her arms around my legs in a hug, "Aww" is all I can get out before Tanjiro introduces me to each of the people in the room.
Two more people enter into the hut wearing strange masks of red, they're faces are concealed, "So who is going to explain to me who the hell this is" The larger man says gruffly pointing my way
I see Tanjiro bow his head and apologize before he proceeeds to explain who I was and how he had found me wounded in the woods.
"Mister Haganezuka" Tanjiro says " This is Yoruichi.."
I can't get a read on the man in front of me but I can tell by the deep gruff of his voice he is older than me, ever since arriving I have noticed just how much I stand out compared to the rest of the people around me and suddenly feel very self conscious, Looking down momentarily at my clothing compared to they're own I realize getting some more fitting attire might be a good idea
The man in the red masks doesn't say anything just crosses his arms, Feeling a sense of panic I bow and apologize for intruding into his home, The aura in the room is palpable.
"Just make yourself useful." came his gruff response before he turns and leaves the room
quietly I let out a sigh of relief, the man sure knew how to make someone uncomforable and something told me he had a bad temper, turning to Tanjiro I listen as he explains what happened in the woods and how he had found me.
"Do you know where you are?" Tanjiro asks me to which I shake my head
"We are currently in the swords smith village, this village is for the people who make the weapons used for hunting and exterminating demons" the woman known as Mitsuri tells me.
"I'm sorry, Demons?" I ask taking a step back and sitting down "So, You're telling me that there are demons running around and they kill and eat people" I knew things were strange in this world but demons of all things, where I was from demons were fictional, Nothing more than beings in the bible that were cast down into the firey pits of hell.
"Yes, most of the demons we have encountered have been of lower rank but it seems as if the stronger ones have been coming around more frequently, Which doesn't surprise me given who we are fighting against." Mitsuri says "We should get you up to speed on everything and get you a change if clothes, You poor thing I can only imagine what you've been through"
2 hours later
Haganezuka P.O.V:
He had just returned from delivering a special weapon to a demon slayer, the slayer in question has made the request quite awhile ago and he had taken his time preparing the weapon, each sword he made was different and he meticulously tended to each as such.
What he hadn't expected was to walk back into his home to a house full of people and some random woman the kamado boy had quote on quote found in the woods, He had already been in a bad mood before he walked through the door but to see as many people only added to his agitation, Gritting his teeth behind his mask his crosses his arms irritation bleeding into his words as he tells the woman to be useful before promptly turning his back on the lot and walking out of the room.
sitting down on the stoop on his front porch, He lets out a sigh of frustration "what the hell am I going to do now?" he muses
Yoruichi P.O.V:
Later in the evening Mitsuri had shown me back to the lodge they were staying at offering me a change of clothing, which consisted of a jade green yukata with a white floral patten, a black sash and small sandals in a black shade. and told me I could bathe in the shower house.
Reaching said house I made my way inside hoping the bath would help me unwind and feel more at ease, what I hadn't realized is that as I bathed one of the demons my new found friends had warned me about was lurking about with the intent to kill.
sinking into the hot water, I feel my muscles begin to unwind, I had been warned that this bath house was open to both male and female use, I just didn't expect to see the one hot headed man whom I had briefly met and had been told to be of use, sinking further down under my face was half below the waters surface I close my eyes momentarily.
"What the hell are you doing here?" comes the same gruff voice as before, snapping my eyes open I peer at the man known as Hotaru Haganezuka, who now stood cladded in nothing but a towel, Long dark wavy hair cascaded down his back, and the same traditonal mask.
Immediately I could feel my cheeks heat and I adverted my gaze "What the hell does it look like?" I bark back at him.
Haganezuka P.O.V:
Looking down at the small woman in front of him he can't help but smirk, She had some fire he would give her that, she was as meek as he once thought but it made no difference that she was here as he waded into the hot water, sweat beading on his face as he sunk into the water.
"W-what are you doing?" came her quick response as she mulled him over, he wated her frosty mint eyes widen a fraction before she twisted her head to the side, covering her body with the small rag she had previously had on her head.
"What the hell does it look like?" he snaps back mimicking her earlier response to him
"I know what you're doing I just didn't expect you to be so open to be.." she trails off not finsihing her sentence.
"What? Have you never seen the naked body of a man before?" he retorts, before realizing something. "You haven't have you?' He says a wider smirk coming to his lips
"I don't know what you're talking about, Of course I have" she replies, "What kind of woman would I be if I hadn't at my age"
"An innocent one" came his snarky response, he could he the fluster form on her face as she folded her arms.
"And what of you? have you never seen a grown woman's body?" she retorts waiting for his bite back response
Reaching up, he removes the mask from his face "Now, what kind of man would I be if I hadn't" he replies "I'm currently looking at one right now, And I can think of plenty of ways for you to be useful" he finishes and I can swear I can see a glint in his orange colored eyes.
Elsewhere..
A icy cold shiver makes it way up every vertabrae in his body, Sharp crimson eyes rest on the paperwork in front of him, for as many centuries he had lived through you think he would have been able to find the key to defeating the sun, The curse that bound him to the night, At first it wasn't so bad, but after centuries of not seeing it or being able to tolerate it's touch he loathed it, Life would be so much.. simpler..
As for the shiver he felt, it was unknown what it meant but He had not felt something like that in ages.. And to be honest he was curious to find out what it meant, if anything at all. rising from the desk he had been seated at for hours he peers outside, "I will find this damn key, This curse will be undone and the world will be mine"
Dun dun dun! Well I said I was going to rewrite this story and so I did, though I have been slacking on catching up with my demon slayer watching, I really have enjoyed watching and reading about the swords smith village arc, I thought I'd take a stab at writing something spicy. Let's give our hot headed backsmith some love. even though he might bitch aboout it. XD
Anyway, I only own my O.C and anything related to her past or family.
Let me know if you'd like a second chapter!
And thank you agaian for reading!
-Foxii