Thunderclap and Flash (a kimetsu no yaiba x Boboiboy crossover)

Icy tears

The next morning...

Halintar walked hurriedly, his legs aching from walking in the snow. His palms were cracked cold as the wind bit his bones. His face and lips were very dry, almost numb. The icy steam squeezed his lungs hard, making his breath tight.
He often hears stories of people who stand too long in snowy weather and lose their fingers or ears due to freezing. Broken like crackers, without blood at all. Frostbite.

Because of that Halilintar was relieved when he saw the roof of his wooden house. He ran, impatient to met his mother and six siblings, and warm himself by the fireplace. Even though he only stayed overnight at Grandpa Shizuo's house —due to heavy snowfall last night— it felt like he had been separated from his family for so long. He knew he was 13 years old. He knew he would be learned to separate from his family, but for him it was very difficult. He loved them too much.

Halintar was halfway now, the snowy road slippery and difficult to pass. His heart pounding. He breathed heavily, a fog of steam rising from his nose and mouth. The 13-year-old boy arrived in his yard,  his chest drooped.
The door of the house and the wall were smashed, wood chips were scattered. There was absolutely no noise at all, making Halintar panic more. He ran into the house.
"Mother! Taufan ! Earthquake!" he called. "Where are you?"

Not far away Halintar entered the house, he witnessed a scene that he would never forget.

Seven familiar bodies swayed, blood flooded the wooden floor and changed the color of the futon from white to red. His mother was sprawled with wounds extending from the neck to the chest.
To his right, Blaze was laying as if protecting their mother, a large hole in his head.
Gempa was to the left of her, facedown with a hollowed back. The snow leaned against the wall, his stomach ripping.
Thorn lay on the side of Solar as if to protect his brother, their shoulders and chests split open. They were all motionless, silent. Silent.

The smell stings of blood. So rotten. The scent of death fumed violently from the brutal scene, as if a sledgehammer struck his chest and crushed his ribs.

The world of Lightning collapses instantly without mercy.