(Y/n) stood outside the (l/n) family compound a dark cloud hung over her head her she held a hand over her cracked rib a vacant expression on her bruised face she stared into empty space a pair of burgundy eyes lingered on her mind, (y/n) felt like an unbearable weight had been placed on her chest.
"Where have you been?" Her grandmother greeted her in a harsh tone as she stepped through the compound gates her grandmother sat on the front porch, her wrinkled face scrunched up in a look of disappointment her frail hands rested on top of her wooden cane.
The old lady waited for an answer from her grand daughter as she tapped her foot impatiently "I-I" (y/n) choked out collapsing to her knees sobbing with a hand held over her heart, her grandmothers cold eyes softened as she pulled her frail body off the porch using her cane to make her way over to her grand daughter placing a reassuring hand on her back.
"Did something happen with the Kamado boy?" She asked in a soft caring voice cocking an eyebrow "if so just tell me and I'll beat him with my cane." She said half heartedly her hand rubbing soothing circles on her backs, "T-they're dead!" (Y/n) cried clutching her grandmother's kimono lady (y/n) dropped her cane kneeling down.
"What who's dead!?" She replied clutching her grand daughters shoulders firmly making eye contact with her grieving grand daughter "The Kamado family!" She hiccuped her tear stained face was lightly bruised from the commotion that took place in the forest, lady (y/n) noticed her grand daughter cradling her side she gently examined her grand daughters torso with her hand.
Other than a cracked rib (y/n) had minor bruising and light scratches the elderly woman lifted her grand daughter up gently placing (y/n) arm around her shoulder leading her into the house careful to not drop her, lady (y/n) excused herself for a moment as she searched for a medical kit (y/n) sat there in the silence her vacant eyes surveying the dark room carefully.
Before staring at her palms remembering the warmth she felt from the eldest Kamado sons hands fondly "tell me everything." Her grandmothers said bringing her back to reality, (Y/n) wiped her eyes with the dirty sleeve of her kimono her puffy red eyes stared out the window vacantly she wondered where they are now she wondered if they were safe.
(Y/n) felt safe confiding in her grandmother she inhaled a deep breath staring into the old lady's eyes as she carefully began to explain the events that took place sparing no detail.
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The two (l/n) women sat in an eery silence (y/n) watched lady (l/ n) light her wooden pipe the old lady took a puff from her pipe blowing out a ring of smoke "I feared something like this may happen." her grandmother said, (y/n) carefully studied her grandmothers moon lit face she wore a stoic expression masking any emotion from the human eye.
"What do you mean." (Y/n) asked cocking a curious eyebrow watching as her grandmother began to lay out the contents of the medical kit carefully she also placed down a clean kimono "Our family has been hunted by demons for generations." (Y/n) felt her blood run cold she felt like she had been punched in the gut, "So you're saying that the demon who killed the Kamado family came here for us?" Her grandmother shook her head as she rubbed a cloth in alcohol cleaning her grand daughters scratches.
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Poor Boy [Tanjiro x Reader]
FanficCenturies ago a hashira believed the only way to cleanse the world of the demon menace was to harness their abilities, he began experimenting with demon blood the mystery of how he succeeded still remains unknown, for generations the demon blood has...