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snowflakeanimelover · 11 months ago

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The Souls Curse | Part 1

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

Summary:

Reina Itadori, the older sister of Yuji, had been studying out of state for her college degree. However, when she failed her history class, her professor gave her an opportunity to write a unique paper that could help her pass the class. If she could submit the paper before the next semester started and if it was written well, he would allow her to pass.

As Reina searched for a topic for her paper, she stumbled upon an elusive subject - a history book on Jujutsu Sorcery. The book contained information about people that Reina found intriguing. She believed that this was the perfect topic for her paper. Unfortunately, she could only find information about a single descendant of a so-called sorcerer.

After Reina found the descendant, he initially refused to tell her anything about Jujutsu Sorcery. However, things took a turn when Reina runs into a curse and had a cursed object forced down her throat. Surprisingly, she survived the ordeal which persuaded the descendant to teach her the ways of Jujutsu Sorcery. With no other option left, Reina had to leave behind her college career and focus on controlling the powerful curse inside her. The question is, will she be able to keep this a secret from her younger brother, Yuji? And how will she react when she finds out that Yuji is also involved in this world of sorcery?

DISCLAIMER: all characters that are not the main characters are my own. They belong to me. The plot belongs to me. Other than that, the main characters and Jujutsu Kaisen belong to its rightful owner.

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

She couldn’t believe her eyes. Was it really him? The legendary sorcerer she read about in a thousand-year-old history book? It might’ve taken her about two months to find the man, but she can’t help but feel disappointed. And, well, she can’t deny that he’s only a descendant of the legendary man in the book that was held in her hands.

To her surprise, though, he looked exactly like the man in the book. A tall, tired-looking man stood at the entrance of his small home. His shoulders were slumped as he looked at Riena tiredly, holding the door open to see who was knocking on it. His black disheveled hair matched his baggy clothes. An oversized gray long-sleeve shirt covered his torso, and a pair of black sweats covered his legs. It looked like he had just woken up.

Reina couldn’t help but stare at the unkempt stubble covering his chin and upper lip. She couldn’t tell if the guy was hot or disgusting.

“Who are you?” His voice was deep—gravely, almost.

Returning to reality and silently apologizing for being rude, the black-haired woman bows quickly. “Good evening. I’m Itadori Reina, and I’m here to ask you a few questions about Jujutsu Sorcery.”

The man before her didn’t seem to have a reaction. Maybe besides his eyebrows knitting together in concentration. “Is that it?”

Reina looks at him in question, nodding slowly in reply, “Uh…yes?”

He scoffs, tiredly turning and leaving the door open. Reina noticed his hair was tied up in a high bun. She then takes his leaving the door open as an opportunity to enter, stepping inside his small home and closing the door behind her. “Thank you. You see, I found this book in my school’s library, and it talks all about Jujutsu Sorcerers and the ability to exercise curses. I was trying to look for any descendants of the legendary sorcerers listed here but only found you to be alive.”

The man yawns, gently taking the book from her hands to look at it. “They have this there? Just in a random location so everyone can see?” he mumbles to himself, looking through the old pages, “so that’s how you know. You didn’t look like a sorcerer. Not to mention low Cursed Energy.”

“Huh?” Reina cocks her head, “I’m sorry? Cursed Energy?’

“Ah, yeah. That’s my great, great, great, great….and so on, grandfather,” he ignores her question. The book is tossed to the side, causing the girl to run after it and catch it just in time. “Great reflexes…”

“Please be careful! This book is very old…” she says worriedly, checking the book to make sure it is still in good condition. “Um…so it's true? You’re a descendent of this man,” Her eyes scan through the pages, finding the man on a particular page, “Wilahj Matsuyama?”

“That’s right,” A hint of pride was heard behind his words, “The name’s Wilahj Garou.”

Reina wasn’t one for much excitement, but she could feel the buzz rising in her system. She could almost feel her body go light at the fact that she finally found who she was looking for. After all, this is her last chance of finishing this project that her professor assigned her to do.

Freshman year in college had just ended, but she somehow failed her history class, her most favorite subject. Her professor was kind enough to give her a second chance and allowed her to write one paper about something unique and unknown. If she did that during the summer, then he’d allow her to pass his class.

“Then…can I ask you some questions about Jujutsu Sorcerers? It’s for a paper I'm working on for my class.” It took her a month or so to find a descendant of the people in the book, so she felt quite relieved finding Garou.

Her happiness flew out the door as soon as the man narrowed his green eyes, a sharp glare sent her way. “No. Get out.”

Reina felt her body stiffen at the abrupt words. Anger starts to brew under her skin. “W-what…?” Her shoulders sag. She couldn’t believe the words he just spewed out of his mouth. His eyes weren’t full of anger, but distrust and protectiveness. “But,” she pauses, taking a step forward in slight desperation, “It took me forever to find you! I just – I just need some answers and then I’ll be on my way!”

He didn’t even let her finish her words as he turned his back to her, facing away. “I said no.”

“But…!”

Her words are choked back when Garou turns around quickly. She flinched at the slight aggression she detected from him. “You can’t see them, right?”

Reina pauses. See them? Why ask such a question all of a sudden? Out of nowhere, nonetheless. She didn’t know how to answer, nor did she understand what he was talking about. Before she answers, she swallows down the nervousness trying to take over. “Um…no…I don’t understand. What do you mean by them?”

A vague but disappointed scoff leaves his lips. “Then I suggest you leave. I wouldn’t want to pull you into something you don’t understand.” He said, turning away and walking toward a door in his home. She watched him in disbelief, not sure what to do or say, before finally gathering her things and leaving.

There was no point in pressuring the man even more. It was obvious he wouldn't let up and give her a chance. It looked like she wasted all of her hard work on nothing, and she'll have to restart her paper.

— — —

She saw him in the alley—skinny, hunched, smoking—and she realized he was more scared than her. A man she had never seen before in her life stood in the dark alleyway, the lights flickering above him. For some odd reason…she stood there, just looking down that alleyway. No, she wasn’t looking at the man; she was looking at what was behind the man.

An ungodly creature almost as high as the tall building lurked over him. Its many eyes—that Reina couldn’t even count— were splayed out over its body, and what looked like six arms were hovering over the man. The creature's body looked like a giant pile of some kind of purple goop.

The man who noticed me staring in his direction was going to say something, but he felt something on his shoulder. Reina saw the creature resting a goopy hand on his shoulder, practically enveloping his body. He looked back, seeing who had touched him, but it looked like he didn’t see anything.

“What the hell-” he first grumbles.

But his body was gone in seconds, slurped up into the mouth of the creature. It screeched in delight, causing Reina to flinch at its abrupt noise. The bag containing purchased items from earlier is soon forgotten when she drops it, sprinting down the street and away from the creature.

“Wh-what the hell?!” She steals the eaten man's words.

She could hear —feel— it chasing after her. Its giant body thumps on the ground close behind. To her dismay, her foot catches on an uneven stone from the ground, causing her to fall face-first into the ground. She just knew that looking back at her attacker wouldn’t do a damn thing. She wouldn’t even have time to look.

But those thoughts were soon washed away when she noticed she was still alive, and the thumping of its goopy feet had been silenced. Slowly, Reina rolls her body over to her side, looking to see if the creature has decided to let her live.

Instead, a crouched man with a familiar head of black hair tied in a bun stands between her and the creature. Well…what was left of the creature. Its purple body parts were sprawled everywhere like a giant murder scene had just occurred.

“What a pain…” Garou grumbles, standing up straight and flicking his weapon to the side to clean it off.

Reina didn’t even notice the weapon in his hands. A long wooden spear—taller than him—was placed on his back diagonally, with the blade over his shoulder. The blade had some kind of teardrop shape, with a handful of fur surrounding its base. Finally, a string covered in beads hung loose under the fur, with a red feather sticking out of it at the end.

Reina scrambles to stand up, approaching the man from behind. “M-Mr. Wilahj…?”

He looks at her, tired eyes slowly blinking. “Hm? Oh, it’s you. I thought you had already left.”

The nerve of him speaking such words irked the hell out of Reina. She growled out inconsistent words from irritation, wanting to yell about how he declined to tell her anything about Jujutsu Sorcerers. But before she could argue with him, the purple body parts behind Garou started to move, forming a giant goopy ball.

“Th-the creature!” She warns him.

He turns back quickly, whipping out his spear-like weapon from his back. He forms a fighting stance, preparing himself for another battle. “Well, that’s odd. I wondered why it didn’t fade away…”

“What?! It’s supposed to fade away?” She cries out, cowering behind him for protection.

All she saw was his long glance towards her, his dark green eyes staring into her soul before he jumped forward to attack the creature. He was skilled, she realized. He went straight in with no fear, no hesitation…

Is this what all Jujutsu Sorcerers are like?

Like before, the body parts are spread over the street once more from just one swing of his weapon. He lands back in front of her, watching the creature. “This is no normal curse,” he says to himself, “who's behind this…?”

“Man,” a new voice breaks his train of thought. On the other side of the exploded body stood two people. One was taller than the other, but they had blond hair styled as a bob. While the other was hunched over as an old man. “Who knew we’d bring out a Jujutsu Sorcerer? Father…? I thought you said there were none nearby?”

The tall figure spoke, which sounded like a boy. His voice was light and playful, a wide smile on his face. “He is to be ignored, dear Okkaku. The girl is who we need.”

“Huh?!” Reina gasps, pointing at herself, “Me?”

“What do you need her for?” Garou asks calmly.

The old man smirks as he raises his head, “Just an experiment. She is the perfect candidate.”

Reina could feel her body shiver in fear. Never has she felt this way before. Two men were looking for her, of all people, for some experiment. She technically just got to this country, trying to find the man standing right before her. Should she run? Grab her things from the hotel and get out of this country?

No, she scolds herself, there's no time to grab my things.

“Hey,” Garou’s voice brings her back to reality. Reina hums nervously in acknowledgment. “Run.”

She didn’t even hesitate after hearing his demand. She turns and runs as fast as her legs can go. Her mind wouldn’t allow her to think. It was a fight-or-flight situation, and clearly, she didn’t know how to fight. No matter how many times she prayed to escape, fate didn’t seem to be on her side. Without knowing how, the blond man from earlier is suddenly in front of her. Her feet skid to a halt on the stone street, her body frozen. She didn’t know what she was supposed to do.

“I suggest,” he’s closer, one hand gripping tightly onto her throat. He forces her to look up, pain shooting up her neck from the assault, “You stay still.”

Fingers prod her mouth open, and something is pushing past her tongue and down her throat. It was large. Painfully large. Tears spilled from her eyes as she cried in agony, whimpers escaping her now-damaged throat.

Before Reina could comprehend what was happening, the blond man had been shoved aside, his hand leaving her neck and allowing her to fall to her knees. She coughs and hacks, gasping for air as the object forced down her throat is still slowly traveling down her pipe.

As she struggles to breathe, Reina's mind races, trying to make sense of the situation. Panic sets in as she realizes the gravity of the danger she is in. The object lodged in her throat feels foreign and invasive, causing her immense discomfort. Every breath becomes a painful struggle, her chest heaving as she desperately tries to draw in air.

Her vision blurs as tears well up in her eyes, a mixture of fear and pain overwhelming her senses. With each passing moment, the object moves further down her throat, intensifying the sensation of choking. Reina's body convulses as she tries to expel the obstruction, but her attempts are futile.

“Are you alright?!” Garou asks worriedly, standing before her in a protective manner. He’s frustrated he didn’t even see the man leave his sight. “What did you do?” His focus was now on the blond man. To his surprise, the old man was now by his side.

“It is done. Let…her…rise!” The blond proclaims, arms raised as if praying for the gods above.

All Reina could hear was the loud thumping of her heart echoing through her head. The sound reverberated, drowning out all other noise. With each beat, the pain intensified, pulsating through her skull like a relentless drum. It felt as if her head was about to burst, the pressure building up to an unbearable point.

In that moment, time seemed to stand still. Reina's vision blurred, her surroundings fading into a foggy haze. The pain, excruciating as it was, suddenly vanished without a trace. It was as if a switch had been flipped, and her agony was replaced by an eerie calmness.

As her eyes rolled to the back of her head, darkness engulfed her field of vision. The world around her dissolved into a void, leaving her disoriented and vulnerable. In this abyss, she felt a profound sense of detachment from reality, as if she had been transported to another realm.

Garou's gaze was fixed upon Reina's lifeless form, a mixture of concern and astonishment evident on his face. The intricate details of the situation eluded him, leaving him in a state of perplexity. The only certainty was that the pair of men standing behind him bore the responsibility for the unfortunate demise of the woman before him. The realization struck him deeply, accompanied by a tinge of regret. She possessed a remarkable potential, a potential that now lay extinguished. Reflecting on the tragedy that had unfolded, Garou couldn't help but think to himself, "Too bad... she had so much promise."

When he believed the woman had perished, all thoughts vanished as a formidable surge of cursed energy reverberated through the street. Though his body remained rooted, he sensed an intense weight pressing down upon his head and shoulders. Every fiber of his being grew unbearably heavy, rendering him immobile and incapable of escaping his position.

“This power...!” Garou's heart raced with a mix of terror and fascination. He had never experienced such overwhelming fear before. Paralyzed by the sheer intensity of the moment, he didn't even attempt to move as he observed Reina's transformation. It was as if a completely different entity had taken possession of her body. The once gentle and warm light brown eyes now glowed with a malevolent shade of red. Reina's gaze, once filled with affection and kindness, now held only boredom as she coldly stared at the two men standing beside Garou. In those dangerous crimson irises, he saw a glimpse of death and fury, a terrifying power that sent shivers down his spine.

Two black, long, and straight horns start to grow from behind her black bangs, growing about twelve inches above her head. These striking appendages emerge gracefully, adding an air of mystique to her appearance. Their ebony color contrasts sharply against her fair complexion, making them impossible to ignore.

As her horns reach their full length, their slender curves give them an elegant and formidable presence. They stand tall and proud, serving as a visual representation of her unique identity. The horns' smooth texture and velvety sheen reflect the light, enhancing their allure.

Her body is slightly hunched, as if she carries the weight of her extraordinary features with a mixture of grace and solemnity. A dark shade covers her eyes, veiling them from view.

“Yes!” The blond chants, struggling to take a few steps closer from the pressure of her cursed energy. “The Princess of Curses…please, heed my request-”

The man's last sentence hung in the air, unfinished and lost forever. His head, detached from his body, plummeted to the cold, unforgiving stone ground. The sickening thud echoed through the eerie silence, sending a shiver down Garou's spine.

Garou, a seasoned witness to countless horrors and grim situations, was taken aback by the suddenness of this gruesome event. Though he had become accustomed to the macabre and the grotesque in his line of work, he never anticipated such a horrifying scene unfolding before his eyes. The shock of the man's beheading left him momentarily paralyzed, his thoughts racing to comprehend the grotesque reality that had unfolded.

As the seconds ticked by, Garou's mind began to process the scene before him. The man's body slumped lifelessly, blood pooling around his severed neck. The weight of the moment pressed upon Garou's chest, his breath caught in his lungs as he struggled to maintain composure. The gruesome sight was etched into his memory, an indelible mark that would haunt him long after this fateful encounter.

Regaining his senses, Garou's heart pounds in his chest as he tightly grips his weapon, his knuckles turning white. The weight of it brings him a sense of reassurance and purpose. His eyes narrow, scanning the scene before him. The sight is horrifying, but he knows he cannot afford to be paralyzed by fear. The enemy is formidable, and if he hesitates for even a moment, it could cost him his life.

“Son!” The old man cried out but stayed put in his spot a few feet away. The sight of his son's demise almost brought him to his knees. The distraught in his eyes told of his love for his son.

"Who dares..." The voice Reina spoke with did nothing to copy her original tone. It was smooth, dark, and filled with hatred. "...to wake me?"

Reina's question hung in the air, echoing in the silence of the street. Her voice, once soft and gentle, now carried a menacing edge. The venom in her words was palpable, as if every syllable was laced with anger and malice.

“P-please! We were requested to revive you, to help us-” The old man, too, had the same fate as his son. Widened eyes stared back at Garou when the old man's head rolled to his feet. Garou made a sound of disgust at the sight.

"I help no one," she breathes darkly, straightening her body. Her voice carries a hint of menace, as if she holds power beyond comprehension. Standing tall and radiating confidence, she exudes an air of regality, like a true princess of darkness. Her piercing red eyes scan the area, their intensity causing a shiver to run down the spine of anyone unlucky enough to meet her gaze.

As her gaze lands on Garou, her expression hardens even further. "Another one?" she sneers, her voice dripping with disdain. "You shall receive the same fate as the other imbeciles who dared cross my path." Her words hang in the air, heavy with a promise of impending doom. Those who have witnessed her wrath know that her threats are not to be taken lightly.

She raises her arm, crossing over her chest as she glares down at her target. The determination in her eyes is palpable as she prepares to strike. Her arm swings halfway before she freezes, her red eyes widening out of nowhere. A sudden wave of confusion washes over her as she tries to comprehend what she is seeing. Her body trembles and she instinctively folds herself in, hugging her chest tightly. The sense of disbelief and shock is evident in her voice as she exclaims, "What... is this?!"

She gasps for air, her lungs desperately craving oxygen. Her knees give way, forcing her to collapse onto the unforgiving ground. Her head hangs down, heavy with exhaustion, as she struggles to catch her breath. In this moment of vulnerability, her cursed energy, which had been relentlessly tormenting her, suddenly dissipates. Garou, who had been observing her with a mix of concern and disbelief, is taken aback by the sudden transformation. He wonders if she has finally succumbed to the darkness completely. However, his assumption is once again proven wrong. Just as he is about to accept her fate, a sudden jolt runs through Reina's body. Gasping for air, she inhales sharply, her lungs burning with the effort.

Garou, in a moment of realization, observes that the once prominent horns on her forehead have vanished, leaving behind only smooth skin. Additionally, the intense redness that used to consume her eyes has also dissipated, restoring them back to their original state. It is clear to him that the princess of darkness has vanished completely.

“O-Oh, my god!” Reina gasped in shock, her hand instinctively clenching her throat as if trying to catch her breath. The unexpected turn of events left her bewildered and speechless. She couldn't comprehend what had just happened, and her mind was filled with a mix of fear and confusion. “What the hell…just happened?!”

Meanwhile, Garou, who had witnessed the sudden incident, hesitated before deciding to approach Reina. He knew that the situation called for immediate action, and he braced himself, assuming a determined stance. Garou was prepared to perform a proper exorcism to combat whatever force had caused such distress to Reina.

Understanding the gravity of the situation, Garou focused his energy, ready to face the unknown and protect Reina from any further harm. He knew that the fate of both their lives hung in the balance, and he was determined to rid them of this supernatural threat.

As he neared Reina, Garou could see the fear in her eyes, but he remained resolute. He had trained extensively for moments like these, and he was determined to use his skills to restore peace and safety to their lives.

Reina's gaze lifted, and her eyes grew wider as she caught sight of Garou. Relief flooded over her as she exclaimed, "You're okay! Thank goodness... so... I did stop her in time..." Her voice trembled slightly, a mix of worry and gratitude evident in her words. In that moment, she realized the immense weight that had been lifted off her shoulders. Her actions had made a difference, and she had managed to prevent something terrible from happening.

Garou stood frozen, his body tense as he processed the words that had just been spoken. His head cocked to the side, a silent question forming in his eyes. The weight of her statement hung in the air, filling the space between them with an unspoken truth.

"You...saw everything?" he finally managed to utter, his voice laced with a mix of surprise and disbelief. The words hung in the air, waiting for her response. The gravity of the situation weighed heavily upon him, as he struggled to comprehend the implications of her words.

She stops herself from getting up, her body frozen in place. Her mind was all over the place, racing with thoughts and emotions. The area felt heavy, the air thick with tension. She now realized his position, standing tall and rigid, watching her with eyes that had hardened in distrust. The realization sent a shiver down her spine.

Fear consumed her, making her heart race and her breaths come out in shallow pants. She didn't know what to feel, her thoughts jumbled and chaotic. Was he... going to kill her? The thought sent a wave of panic through her, her hands trembling uncontrollably.

A sense of impending doom hung in the air, intensifying her anxiety. A panic attack slowly crept upon her, the world around her becoming a blur. She desperately tried to calm herself, to rationalize the situation, but her mind was clouded with fear and confusion.

Everything seemed surreal, like a nightmare she couldn't wake up from. Something had been forced down her throat just minutes earlier, a memory that haunted her. She wanted to scream, to demand answers, but the words caught in her throat.

Remarkably, she controls herself to focus on the answer to his question. “I…I did…But I couldn’t control my body….”

Garou somehow felt empathy toward the young woman. She came to him, not knowing exactly what Jujutsu Sorcery was besides what she read from a one-thousand-year-old history book. He refused to tell her anything about it because she could not fight curses. If she knew anything more, then she’d be involved in dangerous situations…..like this.

“So much for that,” he sighs, relaxing his posture and putting his spear weapon back in its place on his back.

“What?” Reina tearfully asks. She didn’t realize she was crying until his words snapped her back to reality. “Are you going to kill me?”

Garou approached her, holding out his hand for her to take. “No, I’m not going to kill you. Because of your…power,” he pauses, his green eyes looking her up and down in observation, “I can help you control it. After all….you saved my life.”

His smile sent her heart to beat wildly. She takes his hand, standing in seconds by his abrupt strength. “I…did?” She questions, watching him start to walk away.

A deep chuckle leaves his lips, his head turning to glance back at her. But he doesn’t say a word, continuing on his way home. Reina shakes her head, focusing back on the situation at hand. She jogs forward to Garou, following close behind. “So…does that mean I get to live with you? Since, you know, you’re going to train me or whatever?”

“Hell no.”

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