|The silver blade| Demon slayer X male OC|

-2 Training-

I walked up to the house not quite sure of what to expect form the man. Even as I approached he kept looking on and into the distance, it looked like he was waiting for something.

"Hello, My name is Tyla Aldrich, your the swordsman trainer Urokodaki.. right?" I say timidly walking up to him.

"Yes, that's me. Why do you seek me?" He asked, still staring into the tree line.

"I seek you as my trainer. I'm here to train underneath you and slay demons."  I said enthusiastically.

"Ah, I see, well you have to show the you have the potential to become a demon slayer. I'll only start properly training you if you can complete my basic training course." He said stoically, finally turning towards me as he spoke.

"Uhh..? basic training course..?" I asked dumbfounded.

"Yes, if you truly have the talent, follow me." He said turning and walking off.

"R-right." I said weakly following him. 

*

We had been walking up this mountain now for around seven minutes now. The mountain seems to rise infinity, as the air gets thinner and my legs start shouting at me to give up.

Urokodaki turns around in intervals, I'm guessing just to make sure I haven't died. He stops in an opening in the trees where to ground seems to flatten out.

"Here, you will show me what you have." He said stoically. 

"What- what do you mean..?" I asked timidly.

"Your going to try and hit me." He said whipping round and lunging toward me.

"Phaaaaa..!" I exhale quickly as he palms my stomach, winding me.

He spins round like he's dancing and palms my face, launching me to the ground.

"Ack!" I cough as I land on my hands and knees.

"Your done? I didn't even punch you, if you were to encounter a demon they wouldn't hold back as I have." 

I grip and fill my hand up with dirt and spin around throwing it toward him, and lunging at him balling my right hand into a fist.

He effortlessly dodged the attack and punched my stomach, in some way the attack felt light than the palm strike he did earlier.

"Your holding back? Even after telling me to show you what I have?!" I slur composing myself from that earlier punch.

"You wouldn't be able to withstand the attack, now how about attacking me and not talking." He spoke unfazed"

"Tch.."

I try a different approach and start side stepping toward him trying to throw him off. I get close and trike toward his face but fake out and try sweeping his legs, before I could I had a leg cramp and fell over.

"Owwww..!" I say hunched over grabbing my leg.

As he begins to counter my injury I launch myself over to the right side avoiding his attack. I stand up and compose myself, knowing this is how I'm able to save lives I push through the pain and charge at him once again.

"Don't fall over again." He mocks getting into a ready position.

On the rush toward him, I take off and throw my jacket at him attempting to distract him. I curl my hands into a fist and go for the stomach. He swipes away the jacket with hand and blocks my punch with the other. He grips onto my fist and spins me on top of myself and dropping me onto my head.