149Disclaimer: Chainsaw Man does not belong to me, he belongs to his sole owner and created Tatsuji Fujimoto. I'm just in charge of making this fanfic.
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Chapter 1: The massacre of a family.
Being a Devil Hunter was never easy, actually, whoever became a devil hunter because they thought it was an easy job deserved to be beaten, since only an idiot would think that it is easy to fight beings from the underworld.
He had endured a lot during these years, cuts, blood loss, broken bones, his muscles being pushed to the limit, Quanxi's blows and one or another psychological attack.
And although sometimes it can vary, it is still a very exhausting job and with a high probability of dying in each mission.
He thought that he was just lucky, although the others praised him saying that he was very strong, he just felt that in some cases luck had been on his side, and probably the result of his hard training.
Most likely in the future he will be called the strongest devil hunter, a title he doesn't really care much about. He doesn't care now and surely he won't care in the future.
And today was just another day at work as a public security devil hunter where he would put his 'luck' and his skills to work. He had been informed that an incident with a mid-level devil had occurred in this area of residential homes, one of those that would make you drain an occasional drop of sweat, at least for him.
He had been working as a hunter for 12 years, he had practically seen it all. This was nothing new for him, he just had to eliminate the devil and that's it.
Just enter, kill and exit, without doing anything else.
He looked at the sky, it was cloudy and the whole environment was tinted a lonely and sad gray, the wind tried to make his muscles contract at the feeling of the cold. Winter in Tokyo was approaching so it was normal to see this kind of atmosphere during this time of the year.
What was unusual was the smell of copper that was slowly taking over the place. It was blood, from the intensity of the smell he could deduce that it was a lot of blood that had been spilled.
He saw all the houses that were in the place, many were still in perfect condition but only one of them had a flaw. And that was that one of the walls was completely destroyed.
He entered the house through the hole as if he owned the place, no doubt this was the place where the smell of blood came from. He walked until he found the stairs, along with the body of a woman.
Her body was lying in the middle of the stairs, the woman's green eyes lost their shine, her gaze was lost while under her the blood came out of her stomach and stained the carpet of the stairs .
He checked the body for an instant, the wound that killed her was a large bite that tore off a large part of her abdomen, that explained why she shed so much blood, she must have died instantly from the bite that stripped her of her internal limbs, or for blood loss. Both were good options.
But he wasn't the coroner, he had to keep looking for the person responsible. After passing by the corpse of the woman, he came across a corridor filled with some rooms with doors that had not been opened.
Except for one, the last to the bottom.
He quickened his pace for the first time since he got here, as he got closer he could make out a familiar sound, that sound that people usually make in the morning, noon and night while eating their respective meals. The sound of something being chewed.
He unsheathed one of his two swords that he carried on his back, they were his favorite weapons when it comes to killing a devil, their are very effective if used correctly.
He finally reached the room which he deduced was the main one, there he found a disgusting, creepy, terrifying scene, but nothing that he hadn't seen before. Sometimes he wondered how damaged his mentality could be.
In front of him was a creature completely formed of scales from the head to its legs or feet, its arms were human shaped, it had a thick and long tail. But the most remarkable thing was its enormous snake head.
A snake-like devil, the Snake devil.
Currently the mouth of the devil was busy devouring the neck of a middle aged man, his waist was completely separated from his legs which were all the way across the room. This must be the husband of the woman he found in the hallway, or so he deduced.
"I guess we're going to do this the hard way" he said and only then did the snake devil notice him.
He hissed at what he guessed was fury or insanity as he ran up and opened his jaws to devour her head in one fell swoop.
'I need vacations' he thought before getting into a battle with the snake devil.
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Sometimes his fights didn't last more than 10 minutes, it depended a lot on how long he wanted them to last, or also how strong the devil he was fighting against was.
A simple humanoid devil was not something new or a great challenge. All it took was a cut to his head and that was it.
Now came a question, how did this devil come to be born and how did he get here?
Devils are born from the fear that people have, the more that fear intensifies, a devil will be born or become stronger than it was before.
So the fear of snakes had created this devil? Apparently yes, it was the most logical thing, now the reason for how he got here was still a bit inexplicable.
There wasn't much chance that he would be born right in this house and right in this neighborhood. This area has a river a few meters away that connects with an ocean, he must have come swimming from some other continent.
This house and this family had the misfortune of being the closest to the river. Very unfortunate.
After analyzing everything he went back downstairs past the wife's body, forensics would deal with them later.
When he went down he heard a noise coming from another room nearby, it wasn't really a room, it was more of a shed that was under the stairs.
He unsheathed his sword again, he had to be careful, there could be more than one devil in this place. He flung open the door, his sword poised to kill someone or something.
But the only thing he found was the unconscious body of a boy, he had brown hair and was wearing shorts and a striped shirt.
What was a child doing here? Could he be the son of these people?
If so then unfortunately this child was left an orphan, and with some long term trauma if he saw what happened to his parents.
He took his little body and carried it bridal style as they walked out of there. The paramedics wouldn't be here for another half hour, so it was best to keep the boy warm.
He got to his car, opened the rear door of the car with some difficulty, put the infant's body in a comfortable position to sleep.
He hoped that by the time he woke up, the bodies of his parents would have already been bagged. He didn't necessarily have to see that.
He took a white box out of his pocket, he took out a cigarette and with a lighter he lit the cigarette, he absorbed the small utensil, it was one of the things that relaxed him a little.
He sat on the hood of the car while he smoked and looked at the sky while it was still cloudy.
Smoke billowed out of Kishibe's lungs as he closed his weary eyes for a few moments.
He was starting to get more tired than usual lately, Quanxi had told him that it would be nice if he took a vacations, but he had told her that he would only accept if she was the one to take care of him.
That earned him another hit from the beautiful silver-haired woman. God knows he tried.
"I hope better things come for me in the years to come," he said to no one in particular as he took another drag on his cigarette.
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Notes: well that was the first chapter, very short for me but it was what occurred to me to be the first.
And yes, this is a Makima x OC
I think this looks more like a prologue but I decided the first chapter would be better.
I hope you have been interested, see you.