Abused!Smol!Innocent!M!Reader x RWBY

Prologue

*3rd Person POV*
*6 year old Y/N*

"M-Mommy...Can I c-come inside the house n-now?"

"HOW MANY TIMES DID I TELL NOT TO CALL ME MOMMY YOU STUPID ABORTION?!"

"Eep! S-Sorry...T-The thunder is really..s-scary..."

"I DON'T CARE,YOU'RE NOT GOING BACK INSIDE THE HOUSE UNTIL THE THUNDERSTORM IS OVER!"

"M-Mommy Pl-"

*Slap!*

Y/N's cheek radiated with pain as his nose bled abit,his mother had used a portion of her Semblance in her slap. Her Semblance was enhanced strength and agility,Y/N could tell that she only used a portion of it as he usually saw her use it in full power and was able to blow a hole on trees.

This made the Innocent Boy happy,Her mother cared enough to not kill him off and he had hope that one day,she'll love him as a son...even if only a little.

He got pushed harshly by his mother and she instantly locked the door keeping the Small boy outside,The thunder kept roaring as the rain kept on going,Y/N was forced to curl up and take the rain's cold and heavy kiss...

Y/N cried silently and shook from the cold,the clothes he's currently wearing isn't helping at all in keeping him warm,but only made his body heavy due to the rain.

The boy felt his stomach Rumble,Mother forgot to feed him again,which is fine with him,mother has alot of work to do and is stressed out so Y/N doesn't mind it one bit,he loves her after all,But due to this mindset of his he had stopped growing and he was skinny.

At this age he was at a height of 3'11...

Time passed and the boy was unable to sleep,due to the thunder being loud he would always yelp in fear and hug himself whenever this happens. The streets were quiet,which is unusual here in Patch,even in rainy days there would be cars or people under umbrellas walking and passing by here,to which he would wave at them if they saw him.

What made it even worse is that there were even worse methods of torture his Mother used on him,only because he was blamed for his Father's disappearance.

His mother would chain him up to a wall and whip him using her belt,use him as a punching bag for new tricks,smash plates on his head,pull on his ears,and sometimes lock him inside the bathroom since he can't reach the switch and is hysterical when it comes to dark or dimly lit areas.

That's not all,she would harshly yank him out of his bed as a way of waking him up,strangle him to the point where he might lose his consciousness and then stop,and have him work while he's terribly sick.

And he grew up with this hellhole of a mother for 5 more years until he decided to run away.

He couldn't take it anymore,everything was just too much,he lived his life in constant fear and pain...he just couldn't take it..

But The day he decided to run away was also the day he discovered his Semblance and the first person who was kind to him.

*Flashback*

"M-Mommy doesn't love me..." Y/N sniffled as he packed whatever he wanted to carry with him,which is clothes,all of his savings,a pencil,and his White Teddy Bear.

"Wh-What did I do....she said I-I was the reason D-Daddy disappeared,but I don't know w-what I did....."

Y/N looked at a mirror seeing his tear stained face,he sniffled a couple of times before he felt his reflection shift.

"Hey,Don't cry..."

"H-Huh?!"

"Don't freak out too."