Demon Hunting [Private/Kite]

A mismatched pair of eyes, a gloomy grey, and an alluring crimson found themselves staring at a similar pair in the mirror. However, the person in the mirror was not the same as the person looking into it. No the young girl that stood before the mirror was small in stature, frail looking, and had inky black hair. The persona in the mirror looked similar in only facial structure and mismatched eyes. The woman in the mirror had flowing white hair and seemed a tad bit older than the girl. With a sigh Kuro splashed her pale face with water, little droplets running down her cheeks like tears. "I'm so tired after that last job. I'm just seeing things." She told herself this every time she looked into the mirror, and saw someone who was her but wasn't exactly her...Slipping a white eye-patch on over her crimson iris, Kuro left the safety of her hotel room, in search of food.




Her voice was quiet squeak as a bowl was set in front of her. Steam was arising from so it appeared to be a soup but it was sketchy at best. "Well I suppose this is a rather small village." She ate a mouthful of the strange broth, her face wincing in disgust. "That's a lot of garlic." It didn't help that human food wasn't exactly what Kuro lived off of these days. Her stomach growled in hunger or protest as she shoveled down another bite of the forsaken food. Distracted by the predicament of the bowl in front of her Kuro hardly noticed the event going on outside of the small hotel restaurant until sudden shouting caught her attention.


She craned her neck to look out the window, single grey squinting to help focus her one-eyeed vision. People stormed by, crowds and crowds of them, some with torches and others with pitchforks. There was an angry shout every now and then but it seemed like they were all looking for something. "How odd..." She noted, wondering just what on earth they were doing but not enough to go investigate. It probably wasn't her business. The village seemed all but deserted when she had first arrived, she barely found a run down hotel to spend the night at. She wouldn't have stopped in the rather terrifying village if not for how tired she was after her job, and just how far from the guild she was. "I suppose I shouldn't be so tired. Shiro did most of the work...Well, Shiro and the other one..." The other two persona's that shared her body had been so exhausted that they seemed to be sleeping, which left Kuro alone for once.

Managing to force down another gulp of the horrendous soup, Kuro paid no mind to the old man who ran the place. She was far to focused on the growling of her stomach, and her craving for her own form of sustenance. "Mana...."She sighed under her breath letting the spoon rest gently next to the bowl of whatever. She was so hungry and the soup wasn't exactly agreeing with her, when was the last time she ate human food? Cradling her head in her palm, the eye-patch wearing girl let out a small groan. "I think I'm going to be sick..." She thought with a frown getting up to leave the room when an old croaking voice stopped her,


Confused the young girl turned her head to look at the old man, black hair swishing with the motion, she hadn't quite caught what he said. The mirror behind her, showed the same, only it wasn't the same as the girl on the outside of the mirror. White. No this one had snowy white hair, and there was no patch covering a certain crimson eye. "What'd you say?" Kuro inquired head tilting to the side, her voice still nothing more than a squeak, the image in the mirror mimicking the motion.

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The old man croaked causing the young girl to take a step back. Her back met with the mirror, black hair pressing against the glass, causing white and black strands of hair to intermingle with nothing but a glass barrier between them. Her single visible grey eye widened unsure as to how the man knew of the demon presence within her. He got dangerously close, enough so that the frail girl grew uncomfortable. An old fumbling hand reached out to try and grasp at her but with a small squeak of fright the tiny almost mouse like girl dashed about him. Ducking beneath his out stretched arm and putting a wooden table between them, Kuro finally caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, a passing glance of white. "Don't tell me he can see that too?" She hadn't had the demon in her body for long, so she wasn't aware of just how much it had changed her not just mentally but physically.



The man repeated once more but it was much louder now. Kuro looked almost hurt at the accusation, despite it being true, she resented the fact that she harbored such a being inside of her. "Please! Don't be afraid of me!" Her voice but a quiet whisper, cracked slightly as she raised her hands trying to calm the older man. "He's just a little eccentric is all." She tried to tell herself. Mentally she reached out to her two alter psrsona's but alas they were out cold. "Noooooo..." She groaned, grey eye flickering up to the old man who was approaching her once more. Stumbling backwards Kuro's back met with the door and she did not hesitate to fumble at the knob, to slip outside just as the man shouted out at her once more,


The air was brisk against her pale skin. Her boots made little taps against the cobblestone outside but her single eye remained focused on the old man pointing an accusing finger at her. It was then that she noticed others, emerging from nearby homes and shops eyeing her over. Then came the whispers, faint little voices that she could hear from the growing crowd of people.


"No!" She shook her head, "You've got it all wrong..." Well, they didn't really but it wasn't as if she was the bad one. No, Shiro and Kiro were bad but Kuro? "I'll leave..." She took another step back only to feel a warm body, a feeling that sent shivers down her spine. Hands, larger and stronger than her own, grasped at her forearms. With a vice like grip and brute like strength the man lifted the flailing Kuro off of her feet, displaying her to the crowd of onlookers that had gathered.


She wanted to scream to yell at him, tell him that she had just got there but the only thing that escaped her lips was, "I'm human!" It was a lie but wasn't really a lie. On one hand Kuro was indeed human but with slight anomalies, most of them being invisible, things that regular humans couldn't notice except for the mirror and-


The same old man from the shop, the one who had seen her strange reflection. A reflection that showed a being with white hair, a curvaceous body, and most importantly a single grey and crimson eye. It was at this accusation that a sudden fury came over the crowd, various people pushing and shoving in an attempt to reach the terrified girl. Hands grasped whatever they could grab, a startled shout escaped her lips, it felt as if they were trying to pull her apart, until someone grabbed a hold of her eye patch. With a harsh yank it snapped right off.


The crowd fell silent for a moment as they observed the peculiar crimson iris. Compared to her cloudy grey eye it was incredibly bright, the color of freshly spilled blood. Within the iris there seemed to be a curious looking magic circle, one that screamed dark magic to the villagers. Already, Kuro's eyes were welling up with tears of fear and embarrassment. She kept the eye hidden for good reason and she rarely was ever in such large groups of people let alone having all of them touching her. "Please don't do this...." she whispered, the man restraining her grinned and like that everything fell into a chaotic blur.


The next thing she knew hers arms and legs were bound, tied to something, a wooden stake, no a cross? Suddenly it was raised, her feet no longer touching the ground. It had briefly occurred to her to use her magic, but Kuro wasn't built for combat and neither Kiro nor Shiro were coming to her rescue. Instead Kuro was quite literally, living through her worst nightmare. “Crowds of people hating me for what I am, for what I hold in me. I didn’t ask for this.” Her gaze shifted downwards looking at the ground some distance below her. She could only imagine what they had in store for her next. “The only way this could get worse is if they try to kill me or set a slayer loose on me.” She shuddered at the thought, but the shuddering wouldn't stop. Fear had set itself in her bones, something was coming for her, whether it be death or worse the young girl could feel it all the way down to her soul.

They had set the bound Kuro up in the town square where numerous villagers and fanatics had gathered. In front of it all stood a man, the same man who had initially restrained her. From what she had gathered he was a preacher of sorts but he felt all wrong. His words scared her to say the least, half of them going above her head. She did manage to catch a few one of them being Succubus and the other was fire. This got the girls heart pounding in her head, her breathing coming out in short gasps. “He must be the real deal if he knows what I am no wait, what Kiro is. Maybe he’s just guessing...No...I don’t know! Kiro didn’t prepare me for this!” She eyed over the back of the man who belittled her with every sentence, calling her numerous foul things accusing her of everything one might think a succubus would be guilty for. “I just eat mana….” She was shaking, the rope digging into her skin making red marks appear only to disappear soon afterwards. Another curious effect of harboring a succubus in her body, increased regen. However, no matter how quickly Kuro could heal, it would not help her in this crucible.

A tiny match fell upon the gasoline soaked ground. The flames burst into life, licking their way up the various piece of wood that was the foundation of Kuro’s stake. She could feel the heat of the flames as they came closer and closer to her, the embers dancing up into her face, the smoke beginning to fill her lungs. “Please….”She begged feeling a tear roll down her cheek, “I didn’t ask for this…” For having a demon in her or for being burned at the stake it was hard to say what she ment.

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One moment the heat was there, dancing near the tips of her toes, ready to burn her for what she was but the next moment it was gone. There wasn't a single trace of the flames existence save for the smokey smell in the air. The villagers and demon girl alike looked confused, what had happened to the flames? A sudden shout alarmed everyone, and sudden freedom, the feeling of falling, had Kuro squint her eyes shut preparing to meet the stone cold ground painfully.


Not quite like the terrifying heat from the burning flames, but an almost comforting sort of warmth. Instead of landing face first onto the ground, she hit something softer than the stone she was expecting. Despite the warm heat, something felt off, as if she should be wary. Opening her single greyish green eyes, Kuro spotted a mane of blue locks. "Huh?" Someone had caught her, this was certainly unexpected. Tears unintentionally filled her eyes, tears of a strange sort of happiness because someone had actually rescued her of all people. Briefly in her mind she registered that her savior was speaking to the very man who had tried to burn her but she was distracted. Her stomach grumbled as her nose picked up a curious scent, one that she hadn't smelled before. She felt like she should be worried, but at the same time it was mouth watering. Licking her lips, for a moment her control slipped her mouth opening as if to take a bite, but then something made her pause, a few simple words really.


Her heart was pounding in her chest, all color draining from her face. She had to stop herself from jumping off of him, if she even had the strength to do that. "He's gonna kill me. He just didn't want the villagers to. He's gonna kill me. He's gonna eat me. I'm gonna die." She repeated over and over in her head. Why wouldn't he kill her? He had every reason to. He was a demon slayer and she was a demon, it was the natural order of things. However, from smoke inhalation, hunger, and the fact that if she attempted to escape from him now she'd just get caught by the villages, Kuro had no choice but to remain on his back. "I think I'm gonna pass out." Her breathing was coming out in short gasps now, from fear and exertion. She wasn't sure how much longer she could hold out from trying to eat his mana, it smelled unlike anything she's ever had. "It's probably supposed to be like that...to lure demons in..."The thought hazily through the hunger.

Hearing him say something it took Kuro a moment or two to answer. Should she really tell him where she was staying? Was she even allowed to go back there? "Hotel...Two streets down...To the right..."She whispered, pale fingers grasping onto the fabric of his shirt, holding on for dear life. She mustn't touch his bare skin, it would give her access to his mana, and if he wasn't going to kill her now she was certain that he would kill her if she drained him. Somewhere deep within the confines of her mind, a dark presence was beginning to stir from a certain smell.

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Kuro could only nod in response to his promise of getting her back to her room safely. Would the innkeeper even let her back in? If not then she could grab her things and flee the town, and the demon slayer. She gulped once more realizing just what sort of danger she was in. She had to escape as soon as possible, her heart was pounding against her chest, she half-wondered if the demon slayer could feel or hear its beating. Realizing that they were heading back towards the crowd as there was no other choice, Kuro buried her face into the man's back, in a small attempt to hide. She couldn't bear to look at the faces of the very people who wished to see her burning. Yet perhaps it wasn't wise to do so as that same scent clung to the clothes on his back. It was mouth-watering to say the least but she had practiced self-control, she wouldn't break-


The demon purred within her mind, licking her rosy lips. The temptress made Kuro gulp, and her stomach growl. It was all sweet whispers and little caresses when it came to Kiro, it was a welcome change compared to Shiro's violent tactics, but at times it seemed like it was harder to hold back the temptress within her head. As she attempted to resist the succubus Kuro could hear bits and pieces of what was going on, the slayer was talking to the townsfolk. He wasn't turning her in was he? However, they started moving once more, towards the hotel allowing Kuro to relax ever so slightly as she pushed away the demon in her head. The walk was a bit of a blur to despite the slow pace, most of it was spent shuddering as the demon tried every trick it new to get Kuro to succumb but it was strange. It easily could have snatched control from her but it seemed to....toying with her? Kuro shuddered once more, physically feeling the demon's fingertips dance down her spine. The worst part about sharing a single body was that everything the persona's within her head the girl could physically feel, not to mention even marks could be left if the persona's so much as wished it.

"We're here?" Her voice was hoarse, the demon in her head falling silent but her hunger not so much. "Second floor....Last room on the left...."Worry laced her voice, because now there was no longer villagers, it was just her and the slayer. Even Kiro fell silent in her head, not out of fear but it seemed like she was biding her time not that Kuro really noticed. Shaking now not from Kiro's antics but from fear, Kuro debated giving him her name. "Kuro...Kuro Kanso." She muttered quietly, a mere whisper that could easily be carried off with a slight breeze. It was best to just give him what he wanted so as not to anger him, perhaps if she was lucky he'd let her leave without hurting her.

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Kite Wilhelm. She nodded keeping the name in mind for future reference. The dark haired girl remained silent though, even as he went into the hotel. Once inside just as she predicted, she was not welcome there. Mustering up a bit of courage the girl peaked around Kite to see the situation at hand. It was not one of her brightest idea's, her gaze focused not on the man from before or the other humans in the room but instead it stared at the mirror. The same mirror that had given her away before and just like before she saw the same white haired figure staring back at her. With the faintest of squeaks she dipped her head back down, burrowing it once more into Kite's back letting him handle the situation because she certainly couldn't. She heard a bit of a scuffle, a grunt, did Kite hurt the man? Instantly, the mostly human girl felt bad even though the man that was just hurt easily would have burned her without a second thought. The violence that had just occurred even if it was somewhat in her defense did bring about some worry, was this going to happen to her as well?


Kiro was back once more, skirting around the edge of her mind still biding her time. Not that Kuro really minded, it felt almost comforting knowing that she wasn't alone in this ordeal. Besides when push came to shove Kiro would protect her from the slayer if the need were to arise, as to how effective the demon would be it was hard to say. Other than that her mind went quiet once more, and Kuro was as silent as ever save for the squeak that she let out when her door was kicked down. She briefly wondered if she'd be held responsible for that, she was just held responsible for supposedly cursing an entire town.....She wouldn't put it past the villagers to hold her responsible for scuffed door. Her rather useless train of thought came to an abrupt end as the door was shut, leaving her alone with the very being that was created to kill creatures like herself. Breathing and heart rate kicked right back up at that realization. Once set down the small girl calmed slightly until Kite positioned himself so he was facing her, she moved as far away from him as she could, still wary of his intentions.

Yet it seemed like he just wanted to....talk to her? Kuro was confused to say the least and it showed on her features as she listened to him speak. Color instantly arose to her pale cheeks as he mentioned the exact kind of demon she had become, something that she didn't like to flaunt around for good reason. Not to mention the demon slayer reminded her of a certain hunger that she had been trying to push back. "When I eat?" She seemed confused until he took his glove off and offered her mana. Mismatched eyes widened in surprise. Under normal circumstances she would have tried to hide the blood red eye from sight but alas her eyepatch had been torn off by the crowd and she didn't happen to have a spare, not to mention her mind was far too focused on the offer in front of her. She simply stared at it, mouthwatering, stomach growling, body visible shaking, but she still made no move afraid that it might be some sort of trick.


A tantalizing whisper had her leaning forward instead of asking questions like she wanted to, dark lashes fluttering shut over her mismatched gems. Pink lips opened revealing pearly white teeth with canines only slightly sharper than the average humans, and with only a moments hesitation she bit down on his offered hand. It wasn't a hard bite and it certainly wouldn't draw blood, just a gentle pressure, truth be told all she needed was to touch the exposed skin and she could have taken mana but biting made it feel like she was actually eating. Luckily, it wasn't a painful experience to have mana drained, tiring maybe, but painful never. At first Kuro had some semblance of self-control, draining only a little bit of mana and very slowly so as not to panic the demon slayer. However, it wasn't nearly enough.



The partial demon leaned in, her own shaking hands grasping at his, delicate fingers wrapping about the wrist so she could pull more mana and faster. Somewhere deep within her head Kuro realized she was losing control, she noted the slight body changes, the tips of her hair were turning white, but she was far too lost in the taste of mana...


The sudden pull of mana was stronger, more practiced and less fumbling as the succubus took control of the shared body. By now only the roots of her hair were black while the rest had faded to a snowy white. The succubus' sudden control allowed for more of the demon energy to be released within her, and thus caused moderate changes in body structure in order to be more fitting for a succubus. Still, the temptress feasted seeming as if she wouldn't stop, how long had it been since their shared body had gotten any sustenance? Especially, of this quality? Demon slayer mana was special in nature, like that of another demon's but with a bit of twist, perhaps it was because they were so off limits? They were the exact opposite of a demon and thus it made their mana all the more tantalizing because theoretically demons were never supposed to eat it.

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With a gentle push, Kiro's grip upon his hand was loosened. Slowly, mismatched gems opened up, her orbs gleaming with unspoken mischief. Licking her lips, one hand reaching up to toy with one of her stay locks, the demoness watched him like a cat might watch a mouse. Kiro was a glutton to say the least when it came to mana, it wasn't just because the shared body was never fed. Simply, stated Kiro was always a glutton, even when she had her own form and own body. Very rarely was her appetite ever sated. Luckiy, before she had considered leaning for another taste, something that she was more than eager to do, Kite's words made her pause. "He thinks I'm Kuro?" The demoness sat there for a moment quietly, much like her quiet human counterpart. Kuro's consciousness was off in blissful unconscious ignorance, just how Kiro liked the human to be when she was in control of the shared body.


Resisting the urge to smirk, the demon instead averted her gaze to the bed, a scarlet blush dusting pale cheeks at will."I-I suppose so....Still, a little h-hungry." An undeniable purr was in her voice, it sounded like Kuro but every word was laced with temptation. She moved in a little closer, shifting towards the demon slayer, long bangs falling over her eyes. Kiro was at least a little cautious, she was playing with fire after all. "T-Thank you..." At the very least Kiro made a decent actress, but acting was a part of her very nature. She wouldn't make a very good succubus if she couldn't act out and play upon what others might find attractive, though it was hard to read just what the demon slayer might like. Body tensing, shaking slightly, the woman managed to get out the next part of her elaborate act. "I-I was so scared!" She cried out, throwing herself forward into his lap, body still shaking in order to mimic crying. She remained that way for a moment head buried in his chest, hands grasping at the fabric of his shirt. "H-How will I ever repay you?" A teasing grin eased itself onto her lips, her smile hidden thanks to her current position. Carefully, she eased her way up to burrow her face in the crook of his neck, the temptation to try and drain once more was nearly impossible to resist but she had a game to play. That same teasing grin still playing at her lips, Kuro moved about once more, positioning her lips next to his ear to whisper tantalizing and playful words. It was hard to say if she could pull the demon slayer down to her level of temptation but the succubus was prepared if things took a turn for the worse.

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The hand upon her back, meant to comfort, only reassured the succubus. "Perfect! He's completely bought my little act~!" Or at least that was what the succubus thought as the male spoke, her only half-listening. "Eh?" She kept the act up, averting her eyes when he pushed her back and tried to look her in the eyes. For a moment she thought she had been discovered, putting an end to all of her fun but his words said otherwise. "Is that so?" She purred, being pulled closer, bodies separated by a few measly inches, and their breaths being forced to intermingle. However, it seemed just as she suspected, her little game was over. That wouldn't stop her from trying to play though,


Mismatched eyes were half-closed, her lips just barely ghosting over his when the door suddenly burst open. "Hmph!" She abruptly turned from the male slayer, focusing her gaze upon the beings that had dared to interrupt her. One of the villagers had clearly put his all in busting the door down, a few more were out in the hall peaking in. None of them seemed to happy about her presences, a few of them even carried weapons. The one who had entered had a knife in hand.



Her usual playful grin had eased itself onto her lips, her head tilting to the side slightly. A sigh escaped her lips but it certainly didn't sound disappointed. Leaning in to nibble on the slayers ear, the demoness whispered, "We'll continue this later. Now if you'll excuse me." Removing herself from his lap, and giving the slayer a good shove to push him back onto the bed. Standing up to face the villagers, hands placed on her hips, head cocked to the side, and an almost arrogant look upon her features the woman spoke once more, "And what makes you think I'll allow that?" With a snap of her fingers a sudden change occurred. A bubbling of energy in her lower back, none of it visible to the villagers who stood in front of her, none of them willing to charge at the succubus first. Finally, a magic circle appeared just on her lower back, and from the circle three red tendrils appeared. The tendrils, not extended to full length remained hidden from the villagers view, waiting to strike.


She grinned as the one with the knife gained enough courage to charge at her. As quick as a snake one of the tendrils darted out from behind her slamming into the man, and knocking him back through the door. "Let's see if you can satisfy me hmmm?" She inquired as she pranced forwards towards the villagers, tendrils twitching behind her like a cats tail.

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Tendrils still twitching behind her like three tails, the villagers out in the hall seemed wary now. This was the first time in which they had seen an actual demon, they've burned countless suspected demons, but not once have they have seen a living being do what Kiro was currently doing. Worst of all the said demon didn't seem particularly enthralled by the situation at hand, if anything she seemed irritated, a rather terrifying sight to the humans. If her agitation wasn't bad enough, it only got worse as another human came from down the hall, spouting more nonsense.  

"Quick recovery." The succubus noted as Kite got to his feet, keeping a mental note of that for future reference. However, her interest soon dulled as the demonslayer and the demon burner soon were locked in a battle of words. "How boring~!" She yawned paying little to no attention to the conversation, Kiro had no interest in the exchanging of words unless they happened to be from her or a lover's lips. "Honestly, I think I'll just be taking my leave boys-" She spoke but the other man soon yelled, a glass vial in his hand, prepared to be thrown to the ground. Things started to move now, next thing she knew Kite was in front of her, and the familiar heat of flames was in the air. That wasn't the only thing in the air, green smoke was across the floor licking up her legs and reaching farther up into the air. Having a relatively sensitive nose, Kiro picked up the scent with ease and it soon had her in a coughing fit. It was only then that she heard Kite's warning, "A bit late for that, don't you think?" She managed to get out between dainty coughs, her eyes watering, and her body suddenly not feeling as strong as it did moments before. Her three red tendrils curled away back inside of her, even they didn't enjoy the smoke.

Her sight was going blurry but she could feel herself get picked up, tossed over Kite's shoulder as if she weighed nothing. "I'm slipping..."The succubus drowsily realized, the gas forcing her to go back within their shared head but another demon was waiting to come out. "Who knew humans have created such effective weapons against us." It was one of the last thoughts to cross through Kiro's head, that and the sudden realization that she was falling.


The sudden feeling of falling ended just as abruptly as it had come on. A conveniently placed haystack as well as slayer helped break the fall from the second story window. The girl seemed dazed for a moment, disoriented, and sleepy. Arms flailing about, rolling through the hay and not staying atop the slayer a moment longer, she none to gracefully stumbled out of the haystack. There was something off about her, whether it was her sudden silence, the way she stumbled about almost drunkenly, or the fact that her body had undergone a change.


Her hair was completely white, like freshly fallen snow. Her body was almost as curvaceous as Kiro's but more lean and lithe. She was undeniably fit, and most importantly she seemed completely perfect, as she was designed to be. Brushing off any hay that still clung to her clothing and hair, the white haired woman stood in the street for a moment trying to regain balance, and well fight off whatever seemed to be in her system. Finally, at long last she turned her mismatched gaze to the slayer in the hay stack. She simply stared at him for a moment, like a stone goddess she made no move nor uttered a single word. At the least it seemed as if she was thinking or rather reviewing something over in her head.


She picked through them like files, glancing back through the day to see just what exactly had happened. She had been sleeping, recovering from their mission, and fighting off the effects of the poison so she was dazed and confused. It took her only a few moments to piece together what had happened, and then her eyes narrowed at the slayer, perfect features twisting into a grimace. "Leave. Me. Alone." Her voice was raspier still a hint of seduction thanks to the succubus within her but it clearly was not intentional or wanted. She was obviously a different person than the other two beings Kite had met. She also seemed to be the least friendly thus far, as only a moment later she was storming down the street, still trying to regain composure and balance as she fought off the poison in her system.  

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Still in the process of recovering her balance as well as keeping a lookout for any stray demon hunters, Shiro was taken by surprise. The hands on her shoulders balanced her and stopped her much to her anger. Listening to the demon slayer though only because she had no other choice she huffed, a low growl building up in her throat, and her mismatched eyes narrowing into a glare, "You've got that right." She replied, not wanting anything to do with the slayer or the town at this point. She at the least had some semblance of self-preservation, provided that she wasn't angered or hungry enough to go in a blood rage. "So what if they're after me, let em come! I'll show them what a real demon's like!" Cocky, undeniably so but between the three persona's sharing the body, Shiro had every right to be.

It wasn't until Kite tried to help her that she finally, snapped. Giving him a violent shove, and her energy flaring up like a flame Shiro was officially pissed off. "Don't. Touch. Me." She growled out, hands on her hips, the same red tendrils from before were flicking behind her, agitated and ready to strike like vipers, "And don't tell me what to do." A command rather than a request, a single red tendril jabbing itself in the ground next to Kite, a clear and precise warning. At the sound of the voices, Shiro turned her gaze to those approaching, tendrils swaying behind her now.


The poison was wearing off quickly, her body having the ability to heal at a rapid pace thanks to its demonic nature, and of course she had plenty of mana coursing through her veins. Only giving the strange key and appearance of a sword an uninterested glance, Shiro sighed once more. "Of course, what a gentleman." Sarcastic and almost venomous words escaped her lips, the same lips that had a downright sinful smile. As her enemies got closer and closer, finally Shiro made a move,


Simply stated, her three tendrils flared up into the air, extending themselves to their full lengths. For a moment they were tense in the air before with a motion like a flick of the wrist, they flicked towards the oncoming villagers. Tiny, crystal like protrusions rained down from the tendrils, flying at the villagers and littering the ground as an obstacle of sorts.

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She gave him a glare that could kill when he mentioned Kuro, the petite black haired human. Apparently, that was a rather touchy subject to Shiro but she did not argue against his point. She could have and she wanted to but she didn't want to waste another breath on the slayer. At least she wasn't planning on wasting anymore time with the slayer until he had shouted at her. Her glare turned icy, tendrils swaying behind her with killing intent, her own demonic aura flaring in response to the release of his. "What is my problem!?" She shouted back, voice nearly cracking in anger, "More like what is yours!? So what you saved her one time buddy! I've saved her countless!" While, her and Kuro had a strained relationship at best, Shiro did more or less keep the mouse like girl alive. However, Kuro and Shiro truly did have a very complex and deep relationship....

"And must I remind you that I can hurt her at any time?" A blatant threat that she was more than willing to follow up on. "Anything I do to this body will affect her, and when she's in control of it I still have ways of hurting her." She would know, she had done it before. "So hurting the human inside of me doesn't really matter much to me! In case you haven't realized it: I'm not afraid of death." With that the white haired demon seemed to drop the subject.

The humans fell like flies before the crystalline rain, and the scent of blood in the air only made the demon grin. Her mood was taking a turn for the better now that she could focus on the battle rather than the obnoxious slayer. However, just as she was about to dash in to attack the man from before, the slayer had beaten her to it only making her frown in dislike. "He was mine...." She hissed, possessive over what she deemed as her prey. She faintly caught the scent of smoke but she was far too focused on turning against the slayer tendrils flaring out angrily, "I'm just about done with you and your need to be the hero!" A tendril lashed out at Kite, her hands still firm upon her hips as she edged her way closer to him.

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