Kimetsu No Yaiba: Cannibal Corps

"Mom! I finished reading my book!"

"Really? Don't you think this was a little... Hard for you?"

"No, it was so good!"

"Incredible... You actually read the legend of King Arthur?"

"Yes ma'am! And when I grow up I'll be a hero just like him!"

"Really... Alright then. I can't wait to see you become the best hero in the world."

I woke up almost terrified as the birds chirped outside. To my right, an alarm clock was going off with the hands showing 6:30. I thought about the dream for a second and wondered if it was just a dream. I then instantly forgot about it because of dreams... It's hard to remember them. However, one line stuck with me.

I couldn't help but smile as I got out of bed and put on my normal clothes. I may look suspicious as fuck, but I like living. It's my favorite pastime. I know, crazy right?

Stepping away from being a dick, I walked downstairs to meet Fluttershy and Zephyr for the next big adventure... School. I was now officially listed as Mr. and Mrs. Shy's adopted son; even if I still don't have a name. I was registered to have general education classes while the other two have both general and flying classes.

The weirdest part about this is that it's the only school that is in Cloudsdale. Of course, there are daycares and things like that, but there are no elementary, middle, or high schools. It's all one institution to prepare kids for what they need. I guess you can say that the worst part is that it's a boarding school. I don't know why I'm going since I was tested a few days ago and I was above what the schools can teach me. Yeah, I'm just going to protect Fluttershy from bullies.

"You three ready to go to school." Mrs.Shy said while helping Fluttershy put on her bookbag while Zephyr was having Mr.Shy help tie his shoes.

"Yes!" Fluttershy and Zephyr said excitedly while I just raised my hand with little enthusiasm. I didn't want to do this, but I don't really have a choice at this point. They're technically my parents, so they have the final say.

My lack of enthusiasm was disregarded as we left. They just began to fly in the direction of Rainbow Dash's house and I followed through my ultimate technique; jumping from house to house. I'm still trying to figure out my full capabilities after seeing that my fans were weapons.

"Hey, how's it going?!" I looked at the voice and saw Rainbow closing the distance between us. However, the speed demon was coming in at the speed of a fuckin' jet and collided with me.

"Damn it, Dash! Are you looking for another flying violation?" I asked as I broke her fall. She gave me an embarrassed chuckle before joining the other two in the sky. One was glaring at her while the other had a lovestruck gaze. Fluttershy was gonna give her one hell of a hard time later for reckless flying.

"Dash..." Fluttershy said in a dark tone that even chilled me to the bone... and I'm more dangerous than she is. "We are going to talk about this later."

"C-come on, Shy, don't be like that. It was a hon-honest accident and it won't happen again." I sighed before walking the pain off a bit as my bones cracked while the regeneration took effect. I'm glad this coat covers my body, no one knew my ribcage was smashed in.

"What injuries did you get?" I paused for a second before hopping to the roof closest to them. Fluttershy knows me too well in a short time.

"I don't know what you mean..." She flew to face me with that same stare she gives animals acting mean. "... My ribcage was shattered." I coughed up a little bit of blood. "And maybe a punctured lung." I wiped away the blood coming from my mouth. It wasn't visible from the black coat.

"You better be glad it was him you ran into or someone else could die." I sighed before walking on the roof of this building until their conversation ended.

"It doesn't matter, but if you continue this, we'll be late." The three looked at me before flying in the direction of other colts and fillies were going. I probably look the weirdest out of everyone with my coat and from jumping roof to roof.

My mind went back to the dream I had earlier. I couldn't remember a lot of it except for one thing; me saying that I wanted to be a hero. I was a little disheartened after thinking about it. I'm not sure what that actually was, but I couldn't help but feel nostalgic. It could have been a memory of some kind so it was somewhat of a clue.

It didn't matter now. I have something more important to do. Most importantly, getting through the first day. I was probably going to hate the simplicity of it or I may get placed in advanced classes. Considering that I'm on a higher level than most of these foals, I'm guessing I won't have a lot of classes. Unfortunately, Dash and Shy fit into that category of being below my intellect. I wasn't going to hold that over on Shy, but I'd use my knowledge to fuck with Dash.

"Hey, you can't come in here!" Someone yelled, but I assumed that they were talking to someone else. That wasn't the case. "You can't come in here! This is a school for fillies and colts, not a short stallion!" I sighed knowing that this would get me nowhere anytime soon.

"I can assure you that I am enrolled and I'm not a pony. I'm currently 8-years-old if you're wondering what my age is." I corrected the teacher as he attempted to remove my headdress. I forcefully kept him from doing so by holding it down at first. "My skin is sensitive to the sun-" He cut me off thinking that he knows better.

"Then go out side more and build a resistance." I had enough of this guy. I unfolded my fans and took a swipe at him out of anger. Much to my shock, the edge of my fan was covered in fire. He dodged it easily enough, but he was off balance and fell.

I pointed my flaming fan at the guy who looks terrified as he saw his tie; completely cut off and partially burnt. "If you let me finish, you would know that my skin is sensitive to the sun and if any part of me is exposed, I'll turn to ash." I closed my fans and the fire went away. It was odd, but not unwelcome. I just have to remember how I did that before.

Either way, I got my schedule for the year and looked it over. My only classes were combat training with unorthodox weapons. Oddly enough, that was a class. I retract my previous statements about school, this could be fun.