Demon Slayer - Arashi No Monogatari

Prologue: Born a Warrior

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In a white, neat room with closed curtains, illuminated only by the pale chlorine lights scattered evenly all across the area were three women.

One of them was laying on one of the room's beds and covered by thin cloth sheets, she was giving birth. Even though the place was prepared for emergency procedures of diverse natures, it was not a hospital. The closest one was too far away to think about last minute translations; it had to be done immediately. Reason which the other two females assisted with the task.

They also wore black uniforms. But in their case with the addition of rubber surgical gloves, white masks covering their faces and nurse dresses the dark clothing.

The strained screams, grunts and huffs of effort the woman emitted bounced on the white walls...

Nurse 1: "Push!" Said the nurse right in front of the birthing woman. "Good, good! Just one more time, you're almost done!"

Woman: "AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!" With a last effort, the baby was almost completely exposed to the light of the world.

Eventually, after grueling, almost unbearable pain and hard work, the newborn was resting on the arms of one of the nurses. Meanwhile, the second one walked towards the now mother to comfort and congratulate her.

Nurse 1: "It's a boy!" She announces with joy.

However, not everything was going as planned, the liveliness in the air suddenly transform into anguish... The baby made no sound whatsoever. Moreover, he bare made any movements.

???: "Hime!" Suddenly, the onyx haired man with purple eyes comes through the closed door with haste, taking everyone out of their stupor. "I'm so sorry! I was in the meeting when I found out. I came as soon as the crow told me. Am I too late?" He said as he hurried to his wife's side to hold her hand between his.

Natsuhime: "Amarashi..." she spoke to him with a voice full of bitterness and on the verge of breaking, taking her eyes towards the still mute child. Amarashi understands that these are not good news and his eyes expand, also change the direction of his stare.

Amarashi: "Give them to me." He says to the nurses, who acquiesce. "Everything's going to be alright..." He speaks softly.

Amarashi: "You are a Raienryu. You are a fighter. So... fight!" He says giving his son his first severe but reassuring stare.

Then, he began moving.

He moves his little head, then lightly kicks with his chubby legs and, as if he brandished a sword, he moves both arms in an up and down motion. Finally, inhaling as if breathing for the first time in his whole life (because it was) he begins crying loudly.

Everyone in the room release the air they were holding.

Amarashi: "Hahaha, listen to him! Such strength! He's got a good set of lungs, just like his dad!" He announces vigorously.

Natsuhime, barely holding in her euphoria, can't help but ask...

Natsuhime: "So, how are we going to call him, my dear?"

After a few seconds of though, Amarashi answers.

Amarashi: "Today's new year. So, how about... Hideyoshi?"

The mother raises her arms and receives the baby. Holding him between them, she answers...

Natsuhime: "I think it's perfect..." She says with a soft voice, and eyes full of love and jubilation. "...Our little Hideyoshi..."

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Four years pass, and Hideyoshi can be seen running through the middle of a town in the outskirts of Toshima, surrounded by stores and other small establishments. He, just like his father, has black and messy hair, albeit shorter; and with time, he developed the same mark in the shape of a lightning bolt in the front of his head, but this was the color of his eyes, which he inherited from his mother, being cerulean blue and quite sharp looking. He was wearing a blue kimono top, and black hakama pants.