Chainsaw Man Fanfiction Novels & Stories

” Chase yells on top of his lung and that’s when I notice the glistening blade in his hand as he turns into his human form. His body is covered in a dark coat, leaving behind his darkened long hair; I am not quick to lunge at him because the dagger has already pierced through the side of my stomach. Pain ripples through me as I fall on my knees immediately, I can only see half of his uncovered face, but I know he’s grinning at me. Just wait till I get you, asshole. He takes off that moment into the woods and I can see Tyler chasing after him. My vision starts to get blurry and dizzy, Wolfsbane. He fucking dipped Wolfsbane into the dagger, he never wanted a fight, he wanted to punish me, I ch

I tilted my head, considering the options as I let my fingers trail over the cold metal of the chainsaw in my hand. For a brief second, I saw the hesitation in his eyes—the flicker of fear—but then he steeled himself, his expression hardening into defiance. “You can all go to hell,” he spat. “I’m not telling you anything.” I exhaled slowly, feigning disappointment. “Very well then. Suit yourself.” With an indifferent shrug, I gripped the chainsaw’s handle and yanked the cord. The engine roared to life, its sharp teeth glinting as I took a step toward him. The scent of burning fuel filled the air.

Vanessa lunches at me, and as she does I try to grab her hands but instead get her to bite my right hand, the amount of blood I’m loosing isn’t enough to make me let go. With my left hand I punch the side of her ribcage, and when I do I hear her whimper but her tightening on her bite makes Canis bites on her initiation his job in pushing her into the world he created with his uncle. Running his powers he shifts into his last form, and Vanessa letting go tried to run away but instead I take her paw and break her ankle, that’s for Cosmo! Yelping she falls on the floor and looks behind her, passing me is my son, I looked to see Channing glowing his way towards Vanessa.

The ember surged, steady now, a blade of light in my grasp. The shadow bent low, chains rattling, its core blazing white. For the first time, it didn’t look monstrous. It looked like a man on his knees, waiting. Kieran’s fire wrapped me tight, his storms circling close. His voice was a vow, low and raw. “One cut. Together.” I nodded, heart hammering. And with a trembling breath, I drove the ember straight into the first chain. The world screamed.

Claws scraped deep gouges into the stone as I launched forward with a thunderous roar that shook the walls. Cassian shifted too, melting into swirling shadows that twisted around his form like living smoke. He darted straight toward Cassandra, eyes locked greedily on the child. I slammed into him mid-leap with my full weight. We crashed sideways into a heavy pillar, stone cracking under the impact. His shadow tendrils whipped across my muzzle and burned like acid where they struck.

Chase is a little more hesitant than Grant in his attacks, which makes the attacks much easier to read. I growl loud as I shift into my full partial state, hair erupting from my face and my teeth are replaced with fangs. My shift causes my shirt to rip under the pressure but remains on me in tatters. Grant leaps past me toward a tree, trying to use it as a way to propel himself to my back, but I catch his hind leg and he drops to the ground.

I feel like I’m back on the Ether – as if my altered consciousness is bending reality to ensnare my senses. “I’m fantasizing about how you’re going to kill Damon.” I confess, breathing in his wonderful scent as grisly images fill my mind. I share the pictures with Sinclair through our bond, hoping to inspire him. Decapitation, disembowelment, beating him bloody with his own dumb leg… or maybe you could tie him up and sick some rogues on him.

She ran her hands through her ponytail. "Chace seemed concerned. He even took off after you did. For a minute there, I thought you were in his arms." She let out a sigh. "See you in a few. Au revoir," she added as the door closed behind her. I straightened my shirt and picked up my backpack. Cindy's strong perfume lingered, and it dawned on me. Cindy's blood hadn't inspired even a little bit of hunger. "Huh." In the office, I called Professor Pops and explained briefly what'd happened - the way my fangs grew and how I'd gone to the other realm where the hunter, Christopher, bit me again.

Seizing the moment, Chase closed the gap, slamming a heavy fist toward Cain's face. Cain tried to dodge, but Chase moved like a shadow, swiftly positioning himself to Cain's side. A faint gray flame flickered on Chase's arm as he swung his fist. The punch landed on Cain's shoulder with the force of a dragon. Cain spat blood on the spot. Without giving him a chance to recover, Chase lifted his heavy sword and slashed downward! "No!" A piercing scream echoed as Cain's body ignited. His charred flesh crackled under the flames, and his left arm was severed, leaving him gravely injured and on the verge of collapse.

The first guard, Chad, jumps back. “Hey Pencil Dick!” I scream, surprised when the smallest flicker of witchlight ignites at my fingertips. “Touch me again and I’ll make sure your shriveled dick never disappoints another woman again,” I make a crescent shape on my chin and spit through my teeth, my saliva hissing as it touches the bars. Chad and his friend jump back.