Troubled to the End[[Various BNHA Characters x Reader!!]

BNHA23:PA!

"Stand up," A/N's cold voice ordered the young child who lay helplessly on the floor, coughing and gagging.

Who was this auntie of Y/N? Wasn't she real nice before? Offering the young child sweets and a lovely home? What happened to her?

After her child, Y/N's cousin, went missing one day, A/N had instantly gotten harsh, blaming Y/N for the loss of her child since moments before they had just been playing, right before Mimi had gone missing.

"A-Auntie..." Y/N wheezed out, staring weakly up at her relative. She couldn't stand it anymore, the bruises on her legs were taking its toll on her small body, the wounds on her arms adding up more. She'd been beaten up badly by A/N during her training, and she figured it was her auntie's way of taking out her anger.
"Stand up," Y/N's auntie growled, kicking the young child in the side as she tumbled down before she could regain her footing. "Now."
The H/C-haired child slowly got up, panting heavily.
"Stance,"
The child raised her two arms infront of her, going for a defensive stance.
"Now,"
Before she could react however, her auntie had smacked her arms roughly and swept her off her feet, the E/C-eyed girl falling down onto the grassy ground.
"H-Honey, I think that's enough, " U/N nervously stuttered out, seeing the bruises and wounds that formed onto the kid's small body. "She-She's already wounded and Y/N's still a small child."
"So?" A/N growled, glaring at her husband. "The real world is much harsher than what I'm doing to her."
"Yes, I know, honey but look she can barely stand up," U/N defended, his brows furrowed together.
"Tch, whatever," A/N clicked her to tongue, activating her quirk, she formed the water solid enough to grab Y/N by the hair, forcing her to stand. "I'll be in the room."
She stalked away, U/N quickly rushing to your side.
"I'm so sorry, Y/N," Her uncle apologized, brushing his niece's hair out of her face.
"It's fine, I need to get stronger anways," Y/N managed a weak smile, nearly collapsing.
"Let me have a look at those bruises," U/N's soft hands gently grabbed her arms, in which the child winced. "Oh dear, I'll take you to the hospital, okay?"
Y/N nodded her head.
U/N lifted her up with a small heave and ordered his maids to grab his car keys, making sure you were comfortable and feeling safe now that his wife was away. He frowned, the behavior of A/N stirring anger and doubt in his guts. He shook his head, focused on getting the child in his arms to the hospital much quicker.