Far to Broken

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I woke up from my alarm, the annoying, blaring alarm. Foster homes, especially around here, they don't normally tolerate late sleeping. Usually if I sleep late then I get my ass beat. It's even worse than my old home. My parents used to hit me, yell at me for the smallest things and cut me. But this was so much worse. I would be beaten half to death, raped, screamed at, scarred, and have no privacy at all, ever.

If I ever took to long in the bathroom they would come in and throw me out. If I was in the shower id be raped. When I say they I mean that I was in a foster home with my foster father and his brother.

I wanted to be a hero. I had the quirk for it. But I can't. I can't because I am so locked up. The slightest mis-step can get me killed.

My red hair sits on my shoulders and my wings are folded behind me. I look in the broken mirror on my wall and watch my scars. Some thick some thin. Others barely noticable and others massive on my skin. My red eyes stare at my reflection.

I don't even have a door. They didn't think I deserved that kind of privacy. It was sunset now. Night. The one time I get peace.

I get to leave through my window. I put on the only hoodie I have and a pair of shorts. I don't have many clothes. The majority to at I even have are ones I brought here with me. Even then, must of them are ripped by now.

Tonight I intend on just a stroll. Walk through the night.

I climbed out my window and went down the fire escape. I walked down the dark street that was only illuminated by the occasional street light.

I had no phone to be on, nothing to keep me busy, so I walked. I walked for what seemed like miles. By that time I was around the city.

I sighed. Looking up at the tall rooftops around me. What if I just left? Ended this life? Would karma make me suffer for it? Or should I stay and endure it? But what's the purpose if I can't escape that house. I can. I should. I will...

And I'll do it tonight.

I walked up to the police station, ready with myself. I had solid evidence. I walked up to the desk fearful.
"H-hi I need to report something?"
"Sit in one of the chairs and wait please."

I turned to sit down but a man in dark clothes blocked my way.
"She said she had to report something. So she's coming with me to tsukautchi. Start doing your job."

He showed me into an office and whispered something to the detective.

"What is it that you need to report?"
"I-im 14. I'm a foster kid and my guardian and his brother... The-they hurt me. Every day. I've been beaten half to death. Gotten bones broken. I-im raped almost on the daily..."
"Shit. She's not lying Aizawa. Ma'am what's your name?"
"Yuki Hanazo. I-i live in the outer parts of the city where it's not elite suburbs. At xxxxxxxxxxxx."

"You did the right thing coming to us. Now we need to know are there any areas of your body we need to avoid touching."

"No it's alright just make sure I know what you're doing before hand."

"Alright. Aizawa here is an underground pro hero. Eraserhead. He's going to take you to UA high school where you will meet up with their hero, and nurse, Recovery Girl. She will want to see everything and know everything."

I nod shakily. Aizawa shows me to his car and when we get to UA he leads me inside. When I am in what looks like just a mini sized hospital room. I see a kind looking old lady.
"Hi dearest. I'm Recovery Girl. I need to check you over fully is that alright. I mean all of your areas. I need to check for remaining semen as well. "

I take a deep breath and nod.
"Aizawa please step out."
"H-hes okay if he wants to stay just please don't look. I don't like the scars."
He nodded and sat down facing his head away.

I was examined. Every bruise, sprain, break, and scar. She instructed me to lay down and she put my feel up on something.
"Now dearie this metal tool is called a speculum. I need to use it to open you wider so I can see everything. "

I nod and she inserts the cold and wet object.

I feel her swab around a lot and sigh. She removed the tool and looked at me.
"Dearie I also have to do an ultrasound to make sure you're not pregnant." A tear rolls down my check and she allowed me to put back on my hoodie while she coveed my privates and legs with a blanket.
"A-Aizawa you can look now. C-can you please hold my hand... I feel comfortable around you." He nodded and walked over. Softly gripping my hand. She gave me a soft smile after the ultrasound.

"Everything is alright. Everything is in shape and you are not pregnant. However I do want you to take a quick plan b pill to make sure it doesn't happen."

I swallow down the pill she gives me with a small plastic cup of water.

She gives me a kiss on the forehead and everything goes dark...