Chapter Text
There's always a split moment in time. Where death is near, everyone goes through it, at least once. However, when death strikes.
Everything slows down, no reactions have formed yet. The pencil has been picked up momentarily.
The unsettling silence. A hand, an open wound. No one has formed tears in their eyes, no one has yelled in frustration, no one has heard the tragedy. No one has felt sorrow yet. No anger. No remorse. No nothing. Just a quiet moment. Someone breathing and someone taking there last.
Death is near. Everyone goes through it.
The man gripped onto the demon, not wanting him to leave "You will stay and die!" Kyojuro yelled.
Sparks of a new day threaten to wipe the demon away. Having no thought of the consequences he might face. Akaza lifted his arm up and made a run for it. Running off with Kyojuro on his shoulder. Tanjiro's eyes widen "No dont take him, come back you monster!"
Tanjiro breathe in and through his sword with all this might. Such precision, the blade sharply soared threw the air.
The sword flew straight into Akaza's thigh, causing him to yell. He stumbled with a the passed out man, yet pure fear of the sun made him run faster. If he stopped to remove the sword, the sun would consume him.
"He's gonna pay for that" The demon mumbled, slowly he made it to the mountain side. He looked around and spotted a cave entrance. Moving quickly, the sun rise catching up to him.
Akaza lifted a boulder up with his other arm
and entered the cave. Akaza sighed, placing the boulder down. He removed the sword from his thigh. The demon examined the young boy's blade, looking at the designs and markings.
"Well here goes nothing.." he quickly sliced his arm off, making Rengoku fall harshly on the floor.
His gaze went to the human laid on the floor, the man's eyes were sealed shut. His breathing was slow but controlled. Akaza went up to the man and squatted next to him. Re-examining Tanjiro's black blade and looking back at the Hashira. He lifted his other hand up and sliced palm, exposing his blood.
"Please don't do this... I'm begging you Akaza, I don't want-" Akaza removed him arm from Rengokus stomach, causing his blood to rush quicker.
The man tried to control his breathing. Don't panic Kyojuro. "I want to live as a human, die as a human." Akaza heard his pleads, not paying much attention. "I want to see who you really are Kyojuro, I want to see your true strength." With that the demon poured his blood into the slayers giant stomach wound. Rengoku fought against this, with the last of his strength. But Akaza had a tight grip on him. Hopefully I die before this blood full enters me..
Were the last things he thought.
In his human form
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His wounds slowly closed up, his bruises disappeared. This gave Akaza a sense of relieve. At least I know he is a demon now. He thought.
It had now been thirty minutes since Rengoku had passed out. Akaza was now leaning against the wall, starring at the man. His eyes darted at any sudden change. He caught the color changing of his hands. The new demon's fingertips were now pitch black; the darkness consumed his hands and stopped midway his forearms. Akaza eyes widen as flames appeared on Rengokus fingertips; however, these flames started off as an average blue and yellow, slowly they changed into white and grey. The flame devoured the new demon, changing his yellow hair into black. his red hair tips were now a shade of light gray. after a few minutes the flames disappeared, Akaza kicked Rengoku softly.
Rengokus eyes opened wide, revealing his unique demon eyes. His eyes were now pitch black, no more iris. Rengoku noticed Akaza's shocked face and looked down at his self. A gasp quietly left his lips as he looked at his arms. His tongue grazed on his new fangs
the anger started developing
He rolled over weakly, got on his hands and knees and yelled. "No no no nO NO NO NO!"
His fingers dug into the rock floor, making cracks. Tears building against his new empty eyes. Not only tears were in the mix, but also drool. His teeth shaked terribly, wanting blood. To sink into that sweet human blood. To get stronger and better-
Truly revolting.
This is a dream, isn't it? he thought. His head started spinning into the oblivion. what will they think of me now? the other Hashira's the Master Tanjiro and his friends my father Senjuro they will all hate me now I'm disgusting they would want me dead I'm not going near them or maybe I should... his muscles started aching, in fact his whole body was in pain.
"Are you done crying?" Akaza spoke up. "It's not bad at all." He sighed.
"Shut up" Rengoku mumbled. "Honestly, you humans always engulf yourselves in despair. Never seei-"
"I SAID SHUT UP! I DONT WANT TO HEAR YOUR EXCUSES!" Kyojuro slowly stood up shakily, not used to this power. "I TOLD YOU! I DIDNT WANT THIS!" He clenched his fist. "YOU DIDNT LISTEN TO ME!" Without thinking, he pinned Akaza to the cave wall. He lifted his fist and started punching the shit outta the demon.
Akaza stood their, unfazed. He took the punches, it didn't matter. His wounds heal fast, he has felt worst pain from the master. Childs play. He thought. I know you're mad, soon your memory will fade and you'll be mine. We will fight every night and destroy everyone that stands in our way. However each strike Akaza took to the face, he noticed Rengokus black eyes now held silver irises. His fist were emitting white flames.
When the flames touched Akaza, it burned him terribly. "GET OFF!" Akaza yelled, pushing Rengoku to the other side of the cave. Why does is hurt like hell? He touched his cheek, wincing at the pain.
Kyojuros fist were balls of fire. The ominous white flames and rings of sliver eyes. "I hate this over powering feeling. I'm not human anymore and you think it's not that bad?" He started walking towards Akaza. "I still remember everything." He wiped the drool off his chin. "You're gonna pay for this Akaza." In a flash Kyojuro grabbed Akaza by the neck and slammed him into the floor. "You left a horrible scar that I can't heal.." the flames burned Akaza's neck quickly, causing him to yell loudly. "Then I'll leave one too.." the white flames spread across the moons body, burning his body to the bone.
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Akaza's hopeless screams soon faded. Unfortunately he was still alive. This is the worst pain I've felt. He thought, laying useless. The only parts that remained of him, were his head and torso. He wasn't regenerating fast enough. His neck however was the worst part. Two imprinted hands were now branded onto him. Reminding him of his actions.
As he smoked in the corner, Rengoku stared at the ray of sunshine. It was about a foot away from him. He wanted to touch it so badly. To feel the warm rays of sun hit his face. Suddenly, a idea slipped into his head.
Should I burn?
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