***TRIGGER: ABUSE***

Beginning is based off of a tik tok I cant find :(

QUIRK: Angel

"TODOROKI MOVE!" Y/n called, reaching for Todoroki, he was hit by a small sphere of green light crashing into the wall behind him. She ran over, quickly helping him up. She froze as she looked.... down at him?

"Todoroki?"

~*~*~*~*~

Endeavor stood next to the significantly younger looking Shoto as Aizawa looked through the doctors notes.

"How old is he?" y/n asked staring into Endeavor's soul.

"Don't answer that." The flaming man hissed at Shoto.

"HOW OLD IS HE?!" She yelled again.

"I'm eleven!" Shoto finished.

"Now can you please stop yelling." He whimpered.

"He's eleven." Y/n repeated to herself.

"Shoto honey, why don't you run along and play with Mina san, she has the pink hair." Y/n directed allowing the youngest Todoroki to run off.

"You sick son of a bitch." Y/n deadpanned.

"L/n-" Aizawa started.

"You saw the bruises! His back hit the wall, not his face and arms!"

"L/n I understand that but-"

"No, Endeavor. If you don't leave the dorms right now, you might not make it off of the property alive." Y/n seethed, Endeavor flinched, watching as a dark aura surrounded her, her wings unfolded, a rather large halo appearing in her hand.

"L/n you can't do that-" Aizawa started.

"watch me."

~*~*~*~*~

Y/n walked back into the dorm building, rubbing char off of her face.

"L/n san what happened to you!"

"Lets just say we wont be seeing Endeavor for a while."