Douma's obsession - Demon Slayer fanfiction

Special Mission

Miri lets out a deep sigh while nervously playing with the buttons on her uniform. As always, her uniform was a tight-fitting top that was corset-like and protected her belly. This she wore together with a pleated skirt which allowed her mobility.... such had been the words of those managing her. If she had been asked, she would have found the skirt a little too short and the neckline a little too low, but that was less important to her. As long as she could fight the demons and protect other people, she did not care to much about the circumstances.

One last time she turned around to face her group. It was a small bunch of about fiftheen rather randomly selected demon slayers from different ranks.

Her current mission was about to begin and as numerous reports stated, they were to fight a pretty powerful demon. At least that's what people expected because this demon was able to use his own special techniques similar to Miri's Light-Breathing. Therefore she was assigned to help a group of lower-grade demon slayers to kill him. Right now, the troup was within eyesight of the village and from far she could already hear the screaming.

Not knowing what exactly she was up against and having a lot of team mates to care about made her nervous. „Remember to call out for help, you are of no use in the battle if you die because of arrogance or pride. And try to understand how his techniques work and communicate your knowledge" she tries to give them her best advice. If the battle began, there wouldn't be much else she could do for them. With those words she eyes the group one last time, before they proceed towards the village.

As they got closer they have to push their way through the crowds of people that were running towards them. The chaos made it impossible to make out any clues to where the demon exactly was or what his techniques were. Slowly but surely, they advanced to a large marketplace.

Miri gasps at the scene right in front of her. Large areas of the ground were torn by sharp ice spikes. Some people were impaled by ice columns or trapped in the ice. Others were screaming for help or trying to escape. it was a disaster. 

In the center of it all stands a tall man. Miri instantly knows he is the demon. His red and black long sleeve clings to his toned body and his white hair is shimmering in the remaining light of the sunset. He is happily smiling while he moves entire ice spikes the size of a person with rapid speed and crashes them into the next located houses. 

Something about his careless joy while terrifying those innocent humans makes his aura even scarier to her. So his abilities were all about creating and manipulating ice... At least that was an information she could work with...

In that moment, he notices the hunters and grinns happily before sending several deadly ice bullets their way. The fight begins. Miri takes out her Katana sword and quickly doges every single bullet within her reach. She was glad she was so agile as she gracefully jumps over several sharp spikes to free some kids whose feet were stuck in the ice. Her first priority for now was to get as many civillians as possible to safety. From the corner of her vision she sees the other demon slayers fighting as well. After some time the small group of fighters and the demon were the only ones left.

Now it was time to move further. Over and over she continues to doge the attacks and tries to get closer to the demon but his attacks are too frequent and too forcefull for her. There was seemingly no chance to get close to him. What was this demon? How could he be that quick?

He was relentless. Miri feels her energy slowly leaving her body and looks around to see the others struggling as well.

„That's all you can do?" The bored words from the demon ring over the battlefield. That's when all of a sudden, he releases a shock wave of deadly pointed ice. Out of pure instinct, just like she was trained, Miri slowly breaths out. „Breathing technique 4: Clear light" . She spins around and her Katana radiates clear light that builds a sphere to protect her from the attack. For a few seconds all she can see is light. When the effect subsides, she looks around to see half of the team wounded or dead. Not everyone was strong enough to save himself. 

Shocked at the sudden turn of events, she stumbles backwards a few steps. The whole atmosphere changed. Slowly it became clear to the rest of the troup that this mission turned out to be far over their heads. This mission was one worthy of the strongest amongst them, the Hashiras only. The demon didn't even use all of his power by now. Miri knew that she had to do something. She concentrated all of her energy left and gripped her Katana firmly.

„Breathing technique 6: Full Moon".

Crashing bolts of pure energy form around her sword as she starts running forward. Completely focused on all of her surroundings, she elegantly moves through the deadly desert of ice and rocks that lies between her and the demon. Her sword heats up and now cuts precisely through all the ice. 

As her power is at it's peak, she uses the next shock wave to spin herself into a flip. The ice projectiles flying her way didn't phase her any longer. Her destination in front of her was all she could think about. It is defenitely very fortunate that the demon focuses most of his attacks on the hunters that were fighting at the edge of the battlefield.

Soon she is close enough to this gruesome devil and jumps from the top of an ice block. The demon is standing right to the side of her and is holding the other hunters at bay with afew casual movements of his hand. This was her chance! 

Mid air she spins her body one last time to collect more energy in her Katana and finally lines her sword up with his neck. Finally, Miri can see her victory. At that moment the demon's head turns in her direction.

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