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Whole Fan fiction Summary: Bits and pieces of Tsuna from having a special talent, power, previous reincarnation, taking a different choice, or even being born as another species. Hopefully to breathe some new light into the KHR Fandom.
Warnings: Some chapters may turn into fanfics of their own. Other people may adopt an idea. Ā Cursing, the general theme of these bits is to leave the mafia out of their depth. So expect to see an overpower Tsuna.
Carnivore Trait: Tsuna is a half demon.(Think demons from hell)
Carnivore, Segment 2:
It was a stormy seven days before either of them saw the so-called tutor. He arrived on a Sunday, small and smelling of blood, mostly human, but some of the demons.Ā
He was small, little more than the size of a young child, dressed in a black Italian suit, with a fedora, yet even if he did look older, it wouldnāt have mattered. Among demons, Envy Demons had the highest perception points in the underworld. The fact that Tsuna wasnāt already burying a body was the tutorās only saving grace from Nanaās power.
āChaos, Iām Reborn.ā
Both Sawadaās shared a look. Although positive that the baby was, in fact, a human and not a demon, neither felt assured of their safety. He had the feel of a hunter. His weapons, a Glock and his pet at armās reach, were both blessed by the Church, yet there was somethingā¦strange, about the child. For one thing, he hadnāt attacked either of them nor did he have a single holy seal on his person a basic but essential weapon in the arsenal of a hunter. The fact that Reborn had none was odd.
A demon might have been easier to understand. Better.
Still, rather than let this chance go, Tsuna introduced himself, careful to keep his mother behind him and Reborn near the doorway. If things got messy, he`d rather restore the yard than the house. Much less likely to catch the attention of the other humans, or some random hunter, if the only things he might have to use magic on, was the grass and the one tree in the yard.
āCan we have some snacks, Mom?ā Tsuna asks into to the awkward silence that seems to stretch after Rebornās introduction. He can feel his mother getting twitchy behind him, and if he doesnāt do something fast; heāll be doing more than just repairing a yard. Heāll be trying to contain his mother from getting overwhelmed by the darkness emitting from the baby standing in the foyer.
He motions for his new tutor to follow him and the two head upstairs to his room where he already has a magical field, a preset cage, ready just in case, this breaks into a fight. Itās the next best thing to the yard he has and if it gives Reborn an illusion of privacy, heāll take sleeping on the floor to trying to keep his mother from trying to consume their tiny guest.
He knows his mother will hear everything clearly from downstairs anyway. Sheās a demon, pure-blooded, with senses stronger than any machine when it comes to sound, so anything said anywhere near the house, anywhere in their neighborhood will be heard.
Tsuna waits until; both he and his tutor-to-be are sitting before jumping to the most pressing issue on his mind.
āWho are you?ā He says focusing fully on Reborn for the first time.
Thereās an impression of something older on the baby that Tsuna feels is important somehow, and a scent of something elseā¦some foreign presence lingering from the yellow pacifier that is driving his instincts to anger that making acting human harder on him, and nearly impossible for his mother, her origin sin nearly controlling her.
If she had been Wrath, Tsuna doubted thereād be anything left of Namimori, but beyond that Tsuna had no doubts that his new tutor was anything normal.
Heād seen tutors, watched them, and although was never under their care knew fully well that tutors, normal ones didnāt smell as if they bathed in blood and death so much that it was becoming a part of their natural scent.
āSo you could sense it,ā Reborn smirked. āI came here because I was requested to turn you into a great mafia boss, by the current ninth boss of the Vongola family.ā
Tsuna blinked. āWhy me?ā He asked, feeling his motherās eyes narrow. If she hadnāt been keen on the idea of Reborn sticking around she certainly wasnāt feeling assured by his words.
Reborn slid a yellowed paper across the low table. āThe Vongola familyās first boss retired and came to Japan. Heās your great, great, great grandfather.ā He said pointing down a family tree. āIn other words, you are a direct descendant.ā
There was a crash down stars as a dish crumbled in his motherās hands. Reborn ignored it, but Tsuna felt his blood pressure rising. The fact his father, the more capable of the two hadnāt been named, and who both knew smelled similar to Reborn hadnāt warned them, either of them about this was galling.
More so because both demons could faintly smell his scent from the paper. He was interfering with Tsunaās life ā¦his goal, was paramount to declaring himself an angel of God.
Unforgivable.
Already Tsuna can smell wood burning as the floor starts to burn under his motherās feet. Maybe descending the Pride skill tree wasnāt as impossible as either believed. If she continued releasing killing intent, sooner or later Reborn would noticeāhis chameleon had. The small creature was starting to shake on Rebornās hat.
He needed to cut this conversation short. Now.
āCan I have some time to think about this?ā He asked, and is completely relieved when all Reborn does is nodded and crawl into his bed. Apparently, the small human isnāt going to eat dinner.
Quietly, unaware of the sharp look Reborn sends Tsunaās back when he leaves the room. Tsuna closes the door and taking a few steps from his door to ensure human ears wouldnāt pick up the sounds of flapping, Tsuna releases his wings, and flying over the guardrail, lands neatly in the kitchen in front his mother.
Sheās still angry, he can see, and the wood is black and charcoal around her feet, but neither the table or cabinets are on fire so he considers it a minor repair jobāfar different from the all-nighter he was thinking was needed to repair the kitchen before their guest came down for breakfast tomorrow.
His mother is standing there, hair shadowing her eyes, and swallowed by her emotions. Her idea of a family was slowly being eroded by tonightās revelations, and she was trying to right her equilibrium again. Everything she had suspected about her husband had been proven right in the worst of ways. Worse yet, it had involved Tsuna, the child she brought into the human world.
She didnāt care about the fact her husband was a criminal, she was a demon. Criminals were humans with a leaning towards the devilsāa demonās minions on earth. But humans who interfered with an origin sin were something else entirely.
Humans who did thatā¦were erased.
Permanently.
It was the rule. The only one that couldnāt be ignored, and had to be followed because Origin Sins were just that important.
Origin Sins were a demonās very essence that allowed them to interact with the physical world. To lose or disrupted an Origin Sin was like stopping the human heart from beating. When something messed with the Sin, death followed.
Tsuna hugged his mother and whispered calming words to her as he thought over the problem in his mind.
Because his mother had married his father, his father was, in essence, their kin, and therefore their problem to get rid of. If any other demon came, and they sometimes did, either to socialize or spar against Tsuna, and the problem was noticed, both of them would be in trouble. Anyone found to be running afoul of the rule was reported to of the Lords, the ruler of their territory. Not killing his father, meant signing their own death warrant, unlessā¦
āMom, what is Lavina-samaās stance on half-breeds?ā Tsuna asked as a thought occurred to him. Hoping he was right and this crazy and strange idea of his might just work.
His mother blinked, a little thrown by the question. āWhat do you mean Tsu-kun? You know she adores half-breeds. You live here!ā She said leaning back and rubbing her thumb over Tsunaās check. āHow could you forget thatāā
Tsuna shook his head. āI didnāt forget but I wanted to be sure.ā He smiled and taking his motherās hands helped her to the table. āI have an idea about how to save my rather stupid father.ā He tells her pouring some milk into a cup and warming it with a tiny amount of magic, hands it to her.
āHow?ā
He smiles, all teeth and no warmth as he looks in the direction of his room. āIf the mafia wants to mess with Origin Sinsā¦then isnāt it time for demons to mess with them?ā
Nana laughs and drinks her milk, thinking of blood and death, and the new phase her family is starting. After all, arenāt disagreements something all families all go through?
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Still, kinda of stuck on KHR and the whole Demons AU. Maybe I should make it, it's own thing? Ignore the grammar.
When our super-great ancestors, Adam and Eve, sinned for the first time the world became tainted. Many people believe in something called "origin sin," which states that humans are born with a sinful nature. But is that true? Are we born sinful?
Ephesians 2:1-3 says, "And you He made alive, who were dead in trespasses and sins, in which you once walked according to the course of this world, according to the prince of the power of the air, the spirit who now works in the sons of disobedience, among whom also we all once conducted ourselves in the lusts of our flesh, fulfilling the desires of the flesh and of the mind, and were by nature children of wrath, just as the others."
People use this scripture to back up the fact that we are all born sinful. The reason for this is that Paul says that "by nature" we were sinful and deserving of God's wrath. However, there are two main definitions of the word "nature" that apply here. The first defines how a person is involuntarily, because of his birth. The second is used to describe how a person's characteristics, or their voluntary choices separate from birth. Paul is obviously using the word "nature" in the latter sense. This is made clear by observing that, in context, he does not have his eyes set on how these people were born. Rather, he sees how they have chosen to act, and therefore that their nature is sinful.
To say that this verse teaches origin sin is a perversion of doctrine, for Paul himself says in Romans 3:23 that "all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God." and that God made man upright, but that they "sought out many schemes." (Ecclesiastes 7:29) If from birth, people were broken, then how can they fall? They cannot have already fallen. Furthermore, Genesis 1:26-27 states that God makes us in His image. If you say that we are created sinful, what are you saying about God? Your beliefs would not coincide with the Bible, for James 1:17 says that "Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows." And children are, indeed, a gift from above.
A good and perfect one.
Praise be to God that when these baby's grow and learn how to behave from their sinful environment, they can cling to Jesus and will become a new creation!
