Caged Bird - BNHA Band AU

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-feel free to listen to the music while your read-

[TW] - Mentions of attempted rape, abuse, self harm and alcohol.

Equipment was sent flying around the room as the boy continued freaking out. His head whipped around at the unfamiliar faces, each covered by a mask. He had no idea what was going on, he didn't know anyone here and having woken up by a memory hadn't helped. "Please clam down, you're ok, this is a hospital!" A doctor tried to yell over the wisps of wind sent by the wildly flapping wings.

Izuku could still feel the uncomfortable cold grasp of Hisashi's hands as he was pushed into the wall harshly. The smell of alcohol filled the room as the small, twelve year old boy trembled with fear. Blood was soaking his sides and bruises littered his neck. The taste of beer and Vodka lingered on his tongue as Hisashi stalked closer. "P-please... s-s-stop!" The small green haired boy hiccuped, tears spilling down his cheeks in an uncontrollable waterfall. "S-STAY AWAY!" The boy started flapping his wings, making the taller man fall backwards, "you DAMN BRAT!" The man slapped the boys cheek, rage seething from his form. "You dare raise your voice at me?! I am your father, you have no choice but to follow my command, you're inferior compared to everyone around you!" A vibrant orange glow shined from the mans throat as a puff of smoke left his mouth. Izuku was left with multiple burns, singed hair and clothes with many hickeys on his neck and cheekbone. The boy was trembling, he couldn't handle the pain, his everything felt like it was melting, like someone had poured acid over his head. The strong smell of smoke and alcohol still lingered in the air as the small boy started scratching viciously at his wrists.

Izuku had tears trailing down his face, he had believed he'd gotten over that moment. But occasionally, he'd get a random flashback or nightmare. All he'd see was that monsters face. He didn't want to deal with it anymore, he just wanted to go back to that peaceful darkness from before. He just wanted to rest. He couldn't stand how he believed such an awful person, that's the reason he'd become such an empathic person, he believed he was born to serve others. And he hated it.

Arms were wrapped around his torso as a bush of fluffy purple hair tickled his cheek. A calming hand ran up and down his back as sobs wracked Izuku's body. "You're safe, no ones gonna hurt you, you'll be ok now," a soft voice whispered into his ear as Shinso hugged him tighter. "I-I'm Sorry..." Izuku stuttered out, hugging the boy back. There was a huff from the insomniac as he let go and looked Izuku in the eyes, "Don't say sorry, you didn't do anything wrong," he stated calmly, a soft smile graced his lips as Izuku sent a weak one in acknowledgement. "T-thanks," he whispered, feeling another pair of arms wrap around him securely from behind. "We're all here for you," Kaminari smiled into Izuku's neck, happy to see the smaller boy awake.

Izuku looked over Shinso's shoulder to see the others, along side two hero's that he immediately recognised as Eraserhead and Present Mic. "W-why am I h-here?" He asked, turning his head to survey the bandages around his torso, legs and arms. He froze, had they seen the self inflicted scars that littered his arms, most of them had healed into light pink scars, others had completely disappeared. But the amount he cut back then, he wouldn't be surprised if there were hundreds of small scars. "Y-you don't remember? You were thrown out of a building and you don't remember?" Kirishima stared at the smaller boy, flabbergasted. "I was what!?"