quicksand (Dazai X Reader)

awoken

"She's gone..." Ango whispered and the demon prodigy seemed to know because he took the gun and started to shoot at Akutagawa repeatedly with a lost look on his face. The poor young man just protected himself with his ability.

"Dazai-san I..." He tried to talk some sense into his former mentor.

"Dead men don't talk, Akutagawa-kun" The man named Dazai said in his low and menacing voice as he threw the gun away.

Dazai walked up to him, and Akutagawa launched Rashomon at him fully knowing it wouldn't work on him, but he was panicking. Dazai threw a punch at him knocking him to the ground. The detective knew he is not the strongest out there physically speaking, but his former protegee is weak without his ability, this is a fight he would win.

The Agency member had the Port Mafia's hellhound pinned to the floor, his knuckles painted with blood, both his and the young man who could not or would not defend himself from the attacks he was receiving.

"Dazai stop, you are going to kill him!" Ango screamed at his former or actual friend, he still did not know.

Ango did not like what he was seeing. It was as if Dazai had never left the Mafia. It was as if it was four years ago and his friend was the most feared Port Mafia executive known for being ruthless and sadistic torture methods, not the goofy, good for nothing, lazy, stupid and womanizer from the Armed Detective Agency.

Then the wind blew, and the weather got colder and usual, cold enough for there to be snow. Then Angos blood ran cold. The corpse of the young woman whose pulse he just checked and had been cold for at least 8 minutes, moved. A slight twitch in the hand.

Then she sat up, eyes looking into something that wasn't there. Suddenly her eyes turned to face the government agent, and Ango shivered at the sight of violet eyes with cat like irises, she just took a quick glance at the bespectacled man and then looked ahead. She stood up, stumbling a bit. The wound on her stomach was gone and a small almost paper cut looking slash replaced it.

She kicked her shoes off and started to walk barefoot, the pebbles and sticks were making small cuts on her feet, and as she moved forward the bloody footprints she left caught on a violet blue fire.

She approached the detective who was actually beating the shit out of the poor young man that played mafia, his face was unrecognizable by this time. Dazai was in a frenzy, he was so angry and hurt that all he could do was destroy, destroy his fists and destroy the boy's face.

"That's enough" Her voice sounded different but the same.

Dazai did stop, fist in the air. There was silence, the only thing that could be heard were the detective's heavy breathing and the poor young man's troubled breath.

The wavy haired man turned around slowly, his brown eyes met with unexpected violet ones, with weird looking irises. The air was still cold, he watched the scene behind her, the path behind her was still lit up with the unusual fire, Ango was still speechless and unmoving. Dazai turned his gaze to the wound on her stomach and saw as it had become a small graze.

"She's fine, if that's what you are wondering, I healed her wound" The woman with the face he recognized but with different eyes said in a different yet same voice as the girl he let close to him. He was cautious, he could feel the being he was talking with was dangerous.

"With whom do I have the pleasure to be speaking with?" Dazai asked in a low yet humorous voice.

"Lilith, Hecate, Persephone, I have lots of names, and now I guess this girl's name is added to the list" She said, kneeling down to see the face of the young man, the white tips of his hair were colored red.

"Is she there?" He asked lowering his hand and reaching to reach her wrist, to see if this was an ability and if he could deactivate it.

"She is, she has just taken a seat in the background, so don't worry about it, fake Lucifer, I will not kidnap this girl's body, we have an agreement" She said, moving her wrist away from the fake demon's grasp.

"Unknown ability user, I'm going to ask you to raise your hands, and come with me quietly and cooperating" Ango said, pointing a gun to the young woman's head.

"Do you want to see her ability? It's pretty cool, you'll be happy to know you were right!" The woman said to the detective as she moved her hand up and flickered her wrist slightly toward the man behind her.

A red thread coming out of her hand was seen and the gun pointing to the back of her head was cut in two.

"She's a blood witch! Very interesting, it has a lot of variations but I don't think she's ready for that just yet" The woman kept talking to Dazai as if nothing was happening. The detective did not move nor did he do anything. He was reading the situation. 'Is this like Chuuyas corruption?' He thought.

"Something like that" She answered, reading his thoughts. The detective stood up quickly and made distance with the young woman.

"I don't normally read minds, but you made a blood pact with her. You are bound together for better or for worse, that's what you get for playing with things you don't understand. She won't be able to get into your head without my help so calm down, and damn that's one dumpster fire you have in there" She said, still kneeled beside the unconscious hellhound. She passed her hand on his face, healing some of the damage.

"Poor boy, guess I have to help the hellhound, what kind of mother would I be if I don't" She whispered, she felt yet another gun pointed to her head, this time, she felt the muzzle pressed against the back of her head.

"If you don't cooperate I will pull the trigger" Ango said in a serious tone.

"Ugh, I am tired of men ordering women around, pushing the ones they identify as other..." her back bent backwards until the muzzle was on her forehead, she stared at the government agent with a challenging look.

"She doesn't want me to kill you, you know? If it were for me I would burn this whole meadow to the ground with everyone on it, you will not call her a number, she has a name, WE have a name" She whispered. She winked at Ango and the gun started to get too hot to touch, the government Agent had no option but to let go of the weapon.

The girl stood up and walked toward the confused Dazai, he had a frown on his face, this was not his plan. His plan was to take her precious little doll to the government facility, stop her heart for a minute so the ability could find the host, and then regulate the entity that followed her around for some time, everything within his control.

"You know, I don't like you that much, if it were for me, we would get with the pretty young god, the red haired man, he adores her, he would treat us nicely. But she chooses you, and I am a deity of choice, but just so you know...I will protect us." She stopped right in front of him. She closed her eyes and when she opened them up again, the violet turned to her normal eyes.

"I am sleepy now, good night" She whispered as she fell, Dazai barely catched her upon noticing her changed demeanor.

"What the fuck just happened?" Ango screamed at Dazai, and the detective just held the sleeping girl in his arms with a frown on his face.