Demon Slayer Hashira Oc Novels & Stories

"Why are you doing this? I am your Luna?" Alison Carter, Luna of the Rose Moon Pack, cried while clutching her side. Bleeding from her Alpha's claws. Her red long hair was now drenched with blood. Her sapphire eyes reflected her fear and disgust against the perpetrators.

Rasha recovers quickly, her attacks coming faster, sharper, as if she knows that letting me hold the momentum for too long would spell her end. Our bodies clash again and again, silver colliding with bronze in a dazzling storm of power. She snarls with fury and something deeper—panic. I can see it now, in the slight hesitation in her movements, in the way her eyes flicker toward Lydia’s possessed form as though questioning whether the demon she allied with is still on her side. But the shadow-wolf that Lydia has become is no ally to anyone anymore. She crouches low, shoulders rippling with unnatural energy, waiting for our exhaustion to open the door for her final strike.

Kira said smiling brightly, Bella folded her fist behind her dress, even in death they still disregarded her. Blade held her hand, unwrapping her folded fist, assuring her not to loose control which she was about to do. "And what must have happened to the omega?"

She suddenly goes dim there and the gloomy air is resurfacing again. Winter takes on from there, “The Chimera exists and its served as a Familiar for all the Omegas like you who have existed so far. The Omega before you was eliminated before it even had the chance to be born. The one before that met her demise in the hands of the Guardian, and the one before her also met the same death. All at the hands of the very Guardian keeping you alive”. “Because of that, there hasn’t been an Omega to liberate the mythical beast. It’s been waiting after it got captured, for you, Himari” She hints at me, making me take a shaky breath.

How was she able to cheat death? “I don't know how she was able to survive Lucian but what I know now for sure is that she is something special. Rhea is not just an ordinary omega wolf, no, she is something special.” Shiraya moved closer to Rhea. She squinted her eyes as if she was noticing something for the first time. Without saying anything she reached into the neckline of Rhea's dress. I stared at her in confusion, wondering what she wanted to do.

And for Selene to stand beside him—not as his subordinate, but as his Luna, his equal. The ceremony was not a gentle affair. The Ashen Pack thrived on strength, on endurance, on proving dominance through action—not just words. And so, the Blood Oath was required. Selene stood before Darius at the center of the gathering, her stance unwavering, her gaze locked onto his. They were dressed in ceremonial robes—dark silver for him, deep charcoal black for her, embroidered with symbols of the ancient wolves who had ruled before them. Kael and Zaria stood as witnesses, each holding blades carved from obsidian, meant for one purpose.

My fist glows and I uppercut her. Fist of the shard: Railgun. She shoots into the air, and I follow suit. She stops mid-air and hurls back downward. I can sense a black miasma around her now. A huge black hand appears beside her and shoots towards me. I slash it in half, but it reforms into ropes and bind me. A purple sigil is in front of her now and I watch as she passes through it, totally transforming. Clad in black armour, and brandishing a huge blade, I recognize the familiar demon magic. “Possession”, I say as she fires a blast of hellfire at me. My dome blocks the fire, but not for long. I tear off the binds and release my second shard level. I dodge the burst of flames and fly at her

“Then, how is he still fighting Aron with such strength? Let us not even talk about the fact that he was able to pull it out, should he not be growling in pain and waiting till he was healed before attacking?” “That demon is a monster; he needs to be killed. T’s obvious that taking Hades' blood had increased his strength, and should Aron fall prey to him, he would be a nuisance just like the dragon king. I am going to help Aron,” Haziah said and immediately dashed at the two blurred figures fighting. “How are you still fighting? You should be weak!” Aron yelled, trying his best to avoid Asher’s relentless attacks.

Lost fifteen warriors getting to the fortress entrance. Inside was a nightmare. Wolves chained to walls, dark magic being poured into them. Screaming. Begging to die rather than be enslaved. And in the center stood the dark omega. She was tall, muscular, with scars covering her arms. A warrior before she became a torturer. "Lila Crescent," she said. "Patricia warned me you would come." "Then she should have warned you we would stop you," Darius growled. "You cannot stop me. These wolves obey me completely. They will die to protect me. Can you kill hundreds of innocent wolves to reach me?"

Justin’s POV I burst out laughing. “You three play one hell of a prank. A demon? Yeah, right.” “I wish we were joking,” Randy said. “Selina Crow left us the information and fled. She’s one of a handful of witches and wizards left, and they’re only alive because they hid from the Huntsman. But we looked up the Huntsman’s middle name and found Orias on the list of Solomon’s demons. Orias is thousands of years old. And like most demons, he has a gift of making trouble when he visits Earth.”