kny oneshots

Little Pet (Douma)

(heads up I've never read the manga, I'm just going off things I think I know so far, so sorry if the things in this are not accurate)

I was born into a cult, a cult run by a monster.. a demon. Everyone in this 'family' finds it the greatest honor to be apart of it but for me, its a nightmare. The cult consists of mostly women, mainly due to the fact he prefers to eat women rather than men. 

"It's an honor to be 'saved' by him," Bullshit. I rather choose life.

Me and my mother are basically the only two who hate it here, we would escape but there's no doubt the demon would love a chase. Devouring one of us in front of the other because in his eyes there's no doubt he would take pleasure in that. That's why I decided to get a hold of wisteria flower, the only weakness to a demon I know of. Though they are deadly I've found a way to eat them. I can only hope if I'm ever chosen and he takes a bite of me it will be of cost to him. I know it won't kill him but if it causes as much of pain to him as hes put upon me, its worth it. 

I've learned to accept death, I know I'm going to end up being chosen soon, I've somehow reached the age of 18. I'm surprised, most are killed between the ages of 14-25, most going in their teens. My poor mother had me at a very, very young age. shes 28 now... she's a lucky case, our leader only keeps her around to teach the younger ones and she makes good food. He may only need to eat humans but he takes pleasure every now and then eating human food. Here in a few hours women are going to be chosen, I can only pray I can live another selection to stay with mother, it would break her to watch me go.

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The selection is now, women lining up. Our leader.. Douma making a surprised appearence to chose the victims himself. Slowly walking and looking at each one of up.

"Oooo~ your pretty," He selects a girl near the beginning of the line. She smiles like an idiot, thinking it won't be so bad, an honor even. Sick.

Douma slowly chose girls and women alike  complementing them before sending them to stand in a separate line. 

He soon approaches the end of the line, stopping in front of me and my mother.

"Time for you to go," He beams, looking at my mother.

'no.. no,' I mentally cry.

"NO! Mom!" I scream overwhelmed.

'why my mom, why. why not me,' I scream in my own head. 

"Take me instead! Not my mom, please!" I plead, looking him in the eye.

"No! Y/n stay, please," Her voice is hushed, no doubt shes afraid.

"Aww~ this warms my heart," Douma coos.

"Would you really take your poor mothers place? Why? This is such and honor~" The last word of his sentence sounding like venom. 

"No please, y/n stay. Let me go," She cries silently, tears streaming down her smooth skin. Eyes reddened.

"Yes, I will take her place, just let her go," My face serious, holding back tears to my mothers reaction. Not the fact that I'm about to die, rather the fact my mother is losing me, same as I'm losing her. 

"Interesting~ very well," He smiles, his eyes narrowing to study me. Likely due to him trying to figure me out, why a small human would risk their life for another. 

"NO! Not my little girl, please! not my little girl," My mother screams, pleading for my life to be spared. Hot tears staining her pale smooth skin. 

"No no no~ life for a life, No take backs," Douma smiles evilly, taking pleasure in the pain hes caused my mother.