{Fractured} My Hero Academia x Shy!Fem!Reader | SLOW UPDATES |

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"Dammit, (Y/n)! What the hell was that!? A spit ball!?" Your 'Father' yells as a huge tsunami-like water liquid stands before him. "S-Sorry sir! It won't happen again!" The young girl says while panting, scars and bruises tattered across her (S/c) skin, paler than usual.

"Fumiko! That's enough! She's already hurt and covered in bruises! Give her a break! Please!" Your Mother says, hoping for a positive reply. "Who the hell do you think you're talking to!? I'll give her a break when ever the hell I want to!" He replies, smacking her across the cheek, leaving a red mark scattered over her (s/c?😂) face.

Tears formed in your Mother's eyes, making you hurt even more than before. You then make an even bigger water wave, making almost the entire trees in the forest break off in the act of getting soggy.

"That's more like it! Now do it again!" He says, most likely proud. "I-I'm sorry, father. I-I don't think I can do it on command." You reply shyly, quite disappointed in yourself.

"The hell you can't! Get your ass in the house and get yourself cleaned up. After dinner, you're going straight to bed. What a bunch of bullshit." He says turning away and walking towards the house. Your mother soon starts speed-walking towards you, with a frown placed on her face.

She then places you in one of the warmest embraces you've ever had, making you feel all giddy inside. "I'm so sorry my little ladybug. I promise, I'll try my hardest to make things better!" She says, tears escaping her eyes as her hugs tightens a bit. She then lets go. "How about I get you a snack while you clean up," The older woman says to the 8 year old, a smile replacing her frown. "T-Thank you Mama!" The little girl says, feeling all warm inside, only to be rudely interrupted.

"What the hell are you still doing out here!? Didn't I tell you to get your ass in the damn house!?" Your Father says while grabbing you by the hair and throwing inside the house.

"O-Ow. T-That hurt," you say, soon stoping yourself from crying. "If I want to be a hero, I have to be strong for Mama! That's right! For Mama!" You say, using it as motivation before heading to your room, grabbing a pair of Pajamas, and going straight to the bathroom to get yourself tidy and ready for the snack your Mama had promised to retrieve and give you.

That was one of the most Unforgettable training sessions you've ever had.