𝗦𝘂𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗿 × 𝗗𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿 [OLD]
𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖳𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗒-𝖤𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍
Tanjiro knew very little about y/n.
She usually kept quiet about her background and was away very often. When she was there, Tanjiro usually wouldn't notice until he spotted her.
Y/n was strange to Tanjiro.
Once, there was a whirlwind of emotions that surrounded the silent demon slayer as she sat beneath the moon. It was only that evening.
She'd been sitting with Nezuko, the girl patting y/n's head as though comforting her. And y/n? Y/n cried.
She cried, she cried and she cried.
"I failed them, y'know." she'd said between tears, "I failed them all but... I've got two of you I can still save."
Y/n has turned her head, allowing Tanjiro to see her soft smile, "I'll help Tanjiro turn you back into a human. You need blood from Upper Moons, right?"
Nezuko had hummed with a small concerned frown as y/n nodded once.
"I'd probably end up getting killed." y/n chuckled, "After all, he doesn't stop getting stronger. So, could you do a favor for me, Nezuko?"
Nezuko had nodded.
Tanjiro left, not wanting to eavesdrop on something important. But y/n was willing to help him turn his sister human again.
She'd been willing to fight all of the Demon Slayer Corps for his and Nezuko's sake even if she hadn't been around them for long. She was willing to put her life on the line so that Nezuko could live.
From the little bits and pieces y/n had gradually shared over the time they've interacted, Tanjiro knew y/n had lost everything to demons. Yet she was still willing to help him and Nezuko.
For that, Tanjiro was eternally grateful. He wanted to help y/n too. To help her gain the courage to speak with her brother again. Hell— even to help her make friends!
He was going to help her as best as he could but this damned trick 🍑, mid 🍑 fugly demon was getting in his way.
This demon who had killed many without even thinking twice. This demon who was planning to turn y/n into a demon without her consent.
Tanjiro gripped his blade a little tighter as he stared up at Daki who's hair had gone from black to green and white.
"A Hashira came, huh? How wonderful! Both that blank faced brat and a Hashira!" Daki exclaimed, eyes bright, "That man will certainly be pleased!"
'Her appearance changed! Not only that but she has a rather sinister smell.' Tanjiro thought, 'But Uzui-san went with Inosuke and Shiori, didn't he? That's good.'
"Hey! What're you doing out here!?" someone shouted and Tanjiro whipped around to find an angry looking man, "Take your argument somewhere else!"
Ah, they caused a ruckus.
"Tch, how annoying..." Daki scoffed.
"Get out of here!!! Don't leave the buildings-" Tanjiro began to warn the man but had to turned and block an attack with his blade.
Except, it cut his shoulder and chopped off the hand of the man behind him. Then, all around him were screams.
Whatever Daki had done cut up buildings and some of the unfortunate folks inside. Some were killed. Some were injured and other were just... extremely lucky to have been out of range.
"Calm down." Tanjiro told both himself and the injured man behind him, "Bind your arm with a cord to stop the bleeding and find somewhere safe."
Daki, who was still atop a building, smirked down at Tanjiro before turning away to go find y/n and create another problem for the Demon Slayers.
'The one with the e/c eyes. She seems awfully attached to that sword of hers.' Daki thought, recallimg how furious y/n looked when her sword was held just out of range of her hand, 'If it's so precious to her, maybe she'll use it as a demon.'
How awful, thinking of something like that after causing so much chaos. Girlie get your priorities straight.
"Unforgivable." Tanjiro's voice was low and just above a whisper as he took a step towards the Upper Moon, "How dare you do something like this."
"Oh, you're still talking." Daki scoffed, "I'm tired of you and your meaningless existence. There's no value in the lives of humans. You can all go burn in hell."
Tanjiro stared for a moment before a look of fury settled onto his face. I think he popped a blood vessel.
In an instant, he was up on the roof behind Daki. His speed was enough to surprise her but when he attacked, she back flipped tf out of the way.
♀️🐶 got lucky to only lose a leg.
Tanjiro though, he looked terrifying.
Mans was bleeding from the eyes.
"Lives that are lost are gone forever. They'll never return." Tanjiro said as Daki regenerated her lost leg, "Why? Why do you trample on people's lives?"
'I've heard these words before.' Daki thought to herself with a small frown.
Had y/n said them? No, she simply went on some ongoing speech on why she wouldn't become a Demon and why those who willing did were ♀️🐶s.
And when Daki looked back at Tanjiro, she didn't see Tanjiro. Rather some tall ass, scary ass dude with hanafuda earrings.
"What's so fun about it? What's so enjoyable about taking lives?" Tanjiro, or rather this strange newcomer, continued, "What are lives to you?"
'Who's this dude?' Daki wondered.
One minute he was the forehead brat, the next it was that scary ass tall dude.
'These aren't my memories. It's the cells. These are Muzan-sama's memories.' Daki realized,.
Now that Daki thought about it, this scary dude resembled the one Daki had seen in y/n when she was on the roof earlier. To be honest, both of these strange dudes held a small resemblance to her.
It was itty bitty but there.
Daki punched the roof, how destructive, "Blah, blah, blah, quit rambling on about stuff that doesn't matter! I don't remember anything about my past so it must not matter!"
"Demons don't age! We don't need money to eat! We don't fall ill! We don't die! We don't lose anything!" Daki exclaimed, "Strong, beautiful demons can do anything!"
Tanjiro regarded the Upper Moon for a moment before stating, "Alright. Enough."
~~~ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ•°*
'Mistakes, mistakes, so many mistakes.'
Y/n was hardly even there as she ran atop to rooves, e/c eyes darting around.
She spotted wounded people everywhere, doing all the wrong things.
'Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. You stop the bleeding.' y/n thought, 'Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. You check for a pulse, don't cry and despair. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.'
For the twentieth time, y/n hopped down into a building and gently nudged someone away from an injured person.
Check for a pulse.
None.
"He's dead." y/n stated, "Leave him and evacuate. Find someplace safer."
"But-"
"Do you want to die too?" y/n interrupted the woman who stared back with tear filled eyes before running.
The young Demon Slayer inhaled deeply then exhaled before continuing on her way to go help Tanjiro.
In and out...
In and out...
She needed to breathe. And slow the spread of that disgusting blood which didn't belong in her veins.
If she could slow it down, she could fight it off. Sure, it would tire her out which was why she needed to find the demon soon and sever its head.
If she didn't hurry up, she'd reach her limit and have to take a quick break. That or she'd push through it and risk leaving herself immobile. Again.
'I'll slaughter that thing.' y/n thought, her grip on her blade tightening until it hurt, 'No matter how long it takes.'
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- it should be confirmed by now
- who y/n's mentor is, I mean
- cooking up a revised fight scene, but idk how it's gonna turn out. Kinda scared ngl
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