Brothers Through Ashes(Complete)

Declaration

Ever since the Mugen train stuff I've been turning out low quality. Time to get serious

"You what?" Kagiya asked passively.

"I. Declare. War. Don't you get it? We're past our golden age! We need to kill Muzan now. Plus, I left a note telling the abomination the declaration and that he's a jerkwad." He added.

Muichiro snickered. "Nice."

"Thank you."

"And what gave you the right?" Okayata-sama queried.

Tanjiro sighed and his face became serious. "Sir. We are numbered and little over a thousand and we've existed as an underground organization for thousands of years. We hunt demons. We slay demons. We destroy demons. But when I was captured, when Kanae was captured and whenever one of our brethren fall, we fail to live up to our names!

We are proud warriors! Skilled men and women! Soldiers ready to die for the greater good! We Love! Obey! And Protect! We are skilled hunters! Trained by the finest to become the finest!

We are the Demon Slayers! But... Ever since the end of the Golden Age...We... We've been beaten, broken, disheartened. We've been hunted. Like animals! If it took so long for us to declare war on those creatures then we have no right to bear our titles of Master and Hashira."

Everyone was silent and Kagiya smiled. "It seems your time in bondage gave you time to think about this." He spoke. "It has."

Suddenly a crow with a scar on its eyes descended with a scroll on its back. "Kurosaki, you miss me?" Tanjiro asked. "Caw! Message from the north Vanguard to anyone! Caw."

Tanjiro took and unrolled the note. "What does it say?" Asked Tengen. "They need help. I'll be leaving now."

"Are you fit for battle, Tanjiro?" Kagiya asked. "Yessir. And these two are not coming. Kanae, give them a room. I'll be back by nightfall."

Tanjiro disappeared in what seemed like a cloud of smoke.

"Can we all agree that his speech was very Flamboyant?"

It was flamboyant

Tanjiro traversed the country, following his crow to where he heard an ongoing battle.

"Where are they coming from!?" Nezuko shouted. "We've been fighting for 7 hours now! We should retreat! Regroup."

"We can't do that, Monitsu! We're surrounded."

As the demon closed in Kyoka sighed heavily. "Well, this is great."

Tanjiro emerged from the push, slowly clapping. "My children. I am very disappointed. Such... Submissive spirits. You were raised- no. I raised you better than that."

"It... It can be."

As Tanjiro stepped over to the oncoming horde, his sword drawn and waiting to strike, he released what can only be described as a horrendous cackle. "Hehe, aha, ha... Ahaehahahahaa. What fun! Three of my children hiding for their lives! How pitiful! I truly have failed you three..."

The demons gathered themselves, feeling the utter bloodlust radiating from his frame. "Who... are you? A Demon Slayer? But... he smells like a demon." One croaked.

"Ah, demons. Immortal men and women! Free to pillage, plunder and rape without any concern for their now victims. Forced to consume the blood of others. As half Demon, Half-human, as the perfection of living sapiens. I have the right to say this."

"Big brother, you're alive!"

"In the name of Kagiya Ubuyashiki, I ring the Death Knells of your existence! I sentence you to burn in Avicii for your sin against humanity. The ashes of your bones will line my grave. The blood of your veins will fill my stomach. Yes, here you die." Proclaimed the lost Hashira in a violent but refined tone. He spoke with such authority that even a local lord would bow in respect to his demands.

He readied his sword and was en guard. One demon took his chances, throwing himself at the Hashira. In one swift motion, the head was severed and rolled like a stone onto the ground. "Ah, I see! You're using your numbers! Meaning you have a lair!"

Tanjiro simply walked past his subordinates and approached the small army. "Come now! What games can we play?" He taunted. "Blood demon Art!"

Multiple small projectiles ripped through Tanjiro as if he were paper and they were pencils. The aftermath was a body, hole-ridden and mangled. The Demons laughed in satisfaction. 

"Master!" Kyoka screamed. This is the second time they had seen him be killed. They don't even know how he's alive but somehow he is. "You monsters! Thunder Clap And-"

"Ah. Haha. Ehaha. Auhaaaaahahahaha. Ahahhaaaahhhhh. Wow! That hurt!" The unsightly corpse began grinning and laughing maniacally. Everyone was either confused or freaked out. It threw several bombs at the horde and they exploded into smoke.

"Breath Of Ash! 11th Form: Resonance!" A half severed arm through the sword. The sword lodged itself in a tree, the vibrational energy causing the smoke to explode the dormant Wysteria. The Demons began dying in very different ways. 

Some melted as if they were the late winter snow meeting the summer sun. Some combusted like firecrackers on new years. Others just dropped dead and their disgustingly deformed bodies whispered away in the afternoon breeze. Tanjiro's deformed body began sealing itself with small trails of steam.

He stood to his feet and turned, his face still healing. They cast their gazes on their teacher. They watched as his destroyed jaw healed slowly. "Brother!" Nezuko rushed to hug him but was stopped by him stepping back. "D-don't touch me." He growled. "Just... don't touch me."

"Master! How are you alive!? We saw you die!" Zenitsu perplexed. "Long story short, I was a science experiment for Muzan the old bastard. Anyway, I'm back and it is very good to see you children and Nezuko." He expressed gently. Kyoka bit her lip and fondled her pink hair. "M-master... I'm sorry for not being stronger! We tried to hold them off but... there were too many." She apologized.

Tanjiro became emotionless and slightly annoyed. "That... that would be my fault. I left you too early. Now stop sulking! This isn't daycare! Starting today, we have declared war upon Muzan! We must mobilize immediately! Now my young students... to battle."

"Yessir!"

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Posted 6/11/2021