My Samurai (Takasugi Shinsuke X Reader)

Prologue - The Nightmare

So this chapter is gonna be  on the dark/sad/dramatic/depressing side, but please bear it with me Reader-san! I promise you're not gonna regret it!😊😊😊

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Her name was (L/n) (Y/n) and she was a normal girl with ambitions.

Or at least she used to be...

She was born the only daughther of a normal family. They weren't very rich but they had enough to live confortably.

Her father was a samurai and he was responsible for sustaining their family. Since she was old enough to walk she had admired him. She to be a strong and honorable samurai just like him.

Well, that's what her life was like until the they came and everything started falling apart.

Aliens that called themselves Amanto appeared and strated to trying to take over Earth. (Y/n)'s was one of the first they evaded in their military campaigns for dominance of the planet.

The one's to impose to their attacks were the samurai. (Y/n)'s father was among them.
But the resistance was futile. The samurai were easily out numbered and their swords couldn't begin to compete with the alien's advanced technology.

Once they lost, the samurai were stripped of their pride as warriors along with their money and properties. (Y/n)'s father lost his authorization to wield a sword and begin to loose his will to fight.

He no longer had any way to sustain their family so they became terribly poor.

With his entire world destroyed, (Y/n)' s father began to run away from the arsh reality and took refuge in the drink, becomming an alchoolic. With his drinking habit he also awakened a side of him (y/n) had never seen. He became agressive and started beatting up (y/n) along with her mother as well as verbaly abuse them.

(Y/n)'s life was a living hell. She just couldn't bear to see her dreams, aspirations and dreams falling apart right in front of her eyes. The man she had admired so much now was nothing more than a drunken failure and she hated him with every inch of her being.

One day, not much diferent from any other day, her father came home drunk. But this time something was different. There was something off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Her father had the same empty look on his face as usual, but this there was something else in his eyes.

She wished she had noticed it sooner that day: the glimpse of madness that was shinning in the eyes of that man that had fallen so low that no longer had anything to loose.

He seemed to be angrier than usual, maybe someone had made fun of him, maybe he had runned into some Amanto,...she didn't knew and site didn't care. The only thing she truly knew were the facts. The things that unfolded right in front of her powerless form that day when her scumbag father came back home.

(Y/n) was in her room when it all happened. She heard loud screams, louder than the usual. She couldn't quite make out the words but they seemed to be desperate.

She was scared so she decided to do what she always did in those situations, hide under her bed and wait for the screaming to stop. She knew it was pathetic, but what was she suposed to do? She was a powerless little girl and her father was a grown man with fighting experience from his years as a warrior. What could she possibly do?

After some minutes the screaming stopped. (Y/n) assumed that her father had finally calmed down and fallen a sleep so she decided to go check on her mother.

She first oppened a small chink of the door, just to be on the safe. But what she found was nowhere near what she was expecting. Her eyes widened and her entire body started trembling, as the fear took over it.