Tori was surprised, so say the least. She had decapitated the slayer, so she should be dead. Instead, her blade had broken against her neck and currently the two demons were staring off against each other. 

Tori took one look at the slayer and laughed. "A demon that slays demons?! Wow! I'm impressed!" She smiled, covering up the surprise. How had a demon like this escaped his control? It was impressive, Tori would give her that. Another look sent a bolt of shock down Tori's spine.

One of the demon's pupils where slit, while one was a kanji of one. "Lower Moon One? Man, I thought you all died!"

The demon sucked in a breath, gripping the remaining handle of her katana tightly, looking Tori dead in the eyes with such hatred it made her feel a strange feeling. Fear, maybe? "I am the Demon Hashira, Cat!" She hissed, and Upper Three was slightly taken back. A demon was hashira? Now, that was new and exciting! "Well, Lower Moon or not, you came for a fight, yes? Then let's fight!" 

Cat had not realised the cloth binding her right eye was gone. It was attached to her old head, and that had been decapitated, so it made sense.

She had once been a demon who murdered. She had killed hundreds upon hundreds of people, clawing her way up the ranks and eventually settling nicely into Lower One's place. That was, until a demon named Tamayo found her and helped her, and by that Cat meant that she had used a prototype to turn demons back into humans on her.

It gave her a more human mind, but she had no memories and couldn't walk in the sun. 

Cat was still grateful to Tamayo, though, and was ashamed of her past, even hiding the kanji that represented the Lower One's rank.

After modifying her body so that was free of Muzan's curse and could ingest meats other than humans, she set out, stealing a sword from a demon slayer and going out her way to kill demons.

Cat only officially joined the corps after the battle with Muzan.

An axe headed tail came close to her arm, but Cat dove to the side. Upper Three hadn't used her blood demon yet, even after they had been fighting for some time. Cat was beginning to wonder if she even had demon art to begin with.

Cat wasn't sure she could compete with a demon art on top of this. 

With the horns and the axe tail, it was increasingly hard to find an opening. Upper Three was fast, and Cat was probably around the level Upper six was, at most. This was gonna be one hell of a fight.

Cat through a punch, only for it to be caught by Upper Three. "Have I introduced myself? Silly me, I'm Tori!" She said gleefully as she slammed Cat into the dirt. The cat-demon cried out in pain, blood spitting out. She rolled away just in time for horns to come down crashing down where she was previously. Getting up, Cat could feel bones snapping back into place. She dashed forward again, going over strategies in her head. 

Her blade was broken, and she had tossed it to the side earlier in the fight. Currently the two where fighting hand-to-hand.

There were three ways to kill a demon.

One, decapitation by a nichirin blade

Two, wisteria poison. 

Three.......the sun.

Cat suddenly knew what she had to do.

She had to distract Tori long enough for the sun to come up, and then keep her there for the sun to work it's effects, certainly killing her in process.

"This is so much fun! Don't you think so?" Tori cackled, swing her tail again. One of Cat's limbs fell to the ground, her right arm to exact. Another swing cut off her ears, and she lunged out of range.

"Scared, are we?" The axe-tailed demon said, a taunting tone to her voice. It was clear she was toying with Cat, and was enjoying it as well. "No, not really." Cat huffed, dancing closer. It must take tremendous force to wave that thing around, seriously.

She feinted to the left, waiting for the blow, before dancing right sharply, landing her first blow on Tori. It went directly through her chest, and unlike her neck, it appeared that the rest of her body was about the same toughness as a regular demon.

In response to this, Tori crashed her skull, horns and all, onto Cat's head. The cracking sound of bones breaking and skull shattering filled the air, and yet Cat didn't let up, even when Tori punched a hole in her back. "Let up will you! The sun's....gonna rise....."Tori trailed off when she saw what was over the ridge.

The sun.

It was there, casting it's golden rays over the two fighting demons.

"Let go or we'll both die!" Tori shouted, the first trickle of fear in her voice as she tried to move her fist out of Cat's back, panic in her voice. "Please! Let go! Come on!" She shouted as her fist didn't even move an inch. 

"Kami.....please spare this poor soul....." Cat murmured as flames of the sun began to lick at her flesh. The flames didn't hurt at all, in fact they felt peaceful and warm, like the fires her, Kanao, and Aoi would have sometimes.

She glanced at the ridge, and beauty blew her breath away. Golden light cast over the lake and the forest beyond, the sky painted in orange and yellows.

It was Cat's first sunrise in a century, and it would be her last.

Tori screamed, desperately clawing her face with her remaining hand as she tried to smother the flames. The demon managed to get her hand free, finally, but by then it was to late. Tears ran down her cheeks as she died, her ashes swept away by the wind, only the remains of Cat to bear witness.

Seconds after, Cat's ashes fluttered into the wind, bold and black against the orange and blue of the sky, standing out just like she did..

All that remained of the two was a jet-black kimono covering a demon slayer uniform, and a pale green one over a white shirt and brown cotton pants.

The two demons were finally put to rest.

Cat knew something was off, because she was hearing the voices of the people in her memories. She thought she would go straight to hell, or maybe this was hell? She wasn't sure, even as she blinked open her eyes, half expecting to wake up at the butterfly estate surrounded by the butterfly triplets.

Instead, she woke up somewhere else, bright blue eyes wandering.

White, for miles upon miles.

It disturbed her.

"Hikari!"

Cat-no, Hikari-whipped around, something achingly familiar about the voice, comforting and stern at the same time.

It belonged to a young woman, maybe in her late twenties, with blue eyes and black hair. A striking young man, with more of a brownish tint to his hair and reddish eyes, smiled fondly at her, and young girl with black hair and reddish eyes, maybe the age that she was turned, grinning at her.

It all came rushing back.

The person making the blackfish and setting it down was her mother. Her mother, who gave the warmest hugs and made the best blackfish Hikari had ever tasted.

The person she was fishing with? Her sister. The reddish eyed girl, who had the loudest laugh Hikari had ever heard and somehow always managing to pull a bigger fish out of the water then her sister.

The boat she was waving off? Her father's fishing boat. The man with reddish eyes and black hair, who went on trips for months on time but she still loved him, loved him and his stories of foreign countries that Hikari could only hope to visit. 

Tears filled her eyes as she leaped for them, crying as she faintly could feel the tail and ears of her demon art disappear, the grey of her hair turn back into black, and her pale skin become more flushed, the stripes vanishing.

Hikari wanted to thank Kanao, Aoi, Tanjiro, Nezuko-hell, even Aya and Leyona-for being her family while she was alive. 

But she was back with her actual family now, though she would never forget them.

"You did so well Hikari." Her mother whispered.

"We're so proud of you."

And with that, the family went onto the afterlife.

Tori was in the same situation, although she was all alone. White, everywhere for miles, she sat alone.

The girl was always alone.

After all, who'd come to see her? Her parents? Yeah right. They left her at the side of the road when she was three, and never came back.

The weight of the tail and horns where gone, and she had shrank back to the size she was before she was turned, smaller than small. She knew that the kanji in her eyes where gone, her hair was back to it's normal wheat colour, and her skin had gone to it's tan colour again.

Even with all this, even with the weight gone from her head and waist, even though she had passed on to the after life, she was so, so lonely.

The sun had burned her flesh. It was painful, so painful, and yet Tori was grateful to the demon slayer that killed her. Cat, was it?

"Thank you Cat." She murmured, tucking her knees to her chest. Tears filled her eyes as she mulled over her short life, over all the people she had killed. "I'm sorry."

"What are you apologizing for?" A teasing voice asked, and Tori's head shot up. 

One person had that voice.

But that person was dead.

Tori had seen her die right before her eyes.

A gunshot had been fired, Tori being held back by a man with umber eyes. The young girl watched with horror as blood sprayed into the air, the scarlet dark against the yellow of the lamp posts. A scream tore it's way from the blonde's throat as she tore her way out of the man's grasp, her knees slamming to the floor and her arms grasping around her best friend.....

"Uh, Tor-tor, are you alright?" Tori slowly turned to her left, her heart in her throat a she wondered if this was some sort of trick.

The man stared at her in shock, eyes wide with horror as green met umber, and Tori grinned, flexing her blood stained hands as she watched the man take in his murdered family behind her. The blood that stained the walls was the same as the same colour as her blood on that terrible, terrible day.

"How does it feel now?" Tori asked, her voice coming as a low purr. "How does it feel to have everything taken from you?"

It wasn't.

It was May.

Tears flowed freely down her face as she clutched her best friend, not wanting to let her go. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry I let you die! I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm so sorry...." The former demon repeated that over and over as May hugged her back, crying as well. "It's okay Tori. It's okay."

"Now come on. We need to get to our next lives."

Shattered Legacy Secret

Cat treats her crow well, and the crow watched the entire battle. It feels guilty that it couldn't do anything.

Well. That was.....something.

I don't think I did Cat's and Tori's deaths justice, plus the battle scene didn't seem flushed out enough. I'm really sorry about that.