[chapter one] the lost child

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You are a 2 year old girl living under your uncles care (not aizawa). You never really met your parents, let alone know them. Your uncle's alcohol problem didn't make your life any better, but you were 2 no one one really care anyway. You heard you uncle shout to you.

"Usless brat! Get your ass down here!"

You flinched at the words shouted to you, and you attempted to get out of your
bed, but since of your young age, it's just the way you felt like climbing down a mountain.....
After all your struggles, you finally got off the bed, you jumped up the reach the
Hadle on the door. Your uncle got even more inpatient he shouted upstairs to you, getting more aggressive.

"Brat! I said, "Get down the stairs, or I am going to f**king drag you down!""

You flinched, your messy black hair drooped down your face, you walked out your room, which only had a mattress, which was thin on the floor, no blanket, no nothing...., you walked towards the stairs your uncle waiting at the bottom of them, you stumble down the stairs on as you walk down, your uncle glared at you with hatred impatiently he grabs you, you let out a scared whimper  your eyes filled with unshed tears you slowly looked up at him with fear of what he wanted, he suddenly grabbed your chin, his voice echoed through the room leaving you trembling in his grip

"What took you so long, brat!, where you are crying about your dead parents because you should be because you're the reason they're dead!, you and your non-existent quirk!"

Your uncle smirked proudly at his at his comment, looking at you with hatred you shakingly spoke

"I have a mama and dada?....."

Your uncle suddenly froze then he grabbed you with force throwing you outside your small head slammed into the fence braking your nose think red oozy blood run down your face onto your dirty worn out t-shirt with many holes in it, you started to cry your tears mix with the crimson liquid spilling out your nose, you could hear your uncles footsteps growing louder as he aproched you, you looked up trembling in fear

"Uncle–

Before you could finish your sentence, he raised his foot over your chest while you were on the ground. As he stomped on your small chest, you cried and whimpered in pain, attempting to get him to stop. Finally, he stopped he removed his foot of my chest staring down at you with disgusted he landed a kick on your side which made you roll onto your side he walked back into the house locking the door behind him leaving you alone in this harsh winter night, since you where 2 years old you managed to get out the garden you stumbled into a allway bleeding profoundly from your head, chest, nose, you crawled into a cardboard box avoiding the snow which just started to fall lightly. Your wounds are hurting too bad to stay awake.

Aizawas pov:    
                                            
Aizawa just got of a long shift at work he just expelled most of his class, it wasn't that he was cold-hearted, he just didn't want anyone else going through what he did when he was in UA, he walked past the allway but something seemed off, he immediately activated his Quirk eraser and is binding cloth hung losey around his neck getting ready to capture them if there was a danger, he slowly and he noticed a stray cat next to the box you where in but he didn't know you where in it, he petted the small kitten mumbles to it
"Awww, such a cute little kitty."

His strict demeanour faltered as he pet the small kitten. He took a packet of wet food from his bag that he was ment to give to his cat but he had plenty more from the store. He gently fed the wet food to the kitten, his eyes darted to the lage box in the allway. "Is the moma cat in there?" He thought to himself, he slowly approached the box his hands when to open the box.,his Quirk activating just in case of a threat that might lurk inside, as he opened the box he was shocked to see a toddler!? "What is a toddler doing here?!" He thought to himself, he gently picks up the toddler his eyes widden in shock as he sees the amount of injury this kid has, he uses his binding cloth the rap around the toddler to keep her warm and away from the harsh weather's of with crule yet peaceful winter night, aizawa decided it would be best to quickly take this toddler to the hospital for medical attention.....

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