A/N: ok so this came to me out of nowhere so I thought why not. WARNING: This will have violence so don't read if you don't like a little violence. But not every chapter will have violence in it. Enjoy!

(3rd person P.O.V)

A figure could be seen huddled in a corner of a dark room. On the floor where many blood stains and some feathers. The figure was a boy that seemed around 11 and had something white around him. The room the boy was in had no windows or lights. It had no bed and the only ventilation was the crack underneath the door. The door was locked from the outside to prevent escape and with nothing else in the small room the boy wouldn't be going anywhere. The white object that covered the little boy moved and showed it to be two pure white wings. The boy looked frightened when a creak was heard outside the room.

(Y/N P.O.V)

I heard footsteps and knew it was time again. I wanted to run but I had nowhere to go and little strength. I heard the knob to the door turning and tried to hide my wings with tears forming. I then felt light hit me and someone speaking. "Ok you worthless little brat, it's time you got what you deserve."

It was my 'father'. He was drunk again and had a blow torch in his hand as well as a trash bag. I tried to run past him but since I had little food I just fell down after standing. He then grabbed my right wing and dragged me to the center of the room. I felt him put his foot on my back and both hands on my right wing. "NO WAIT PLEASE DON'T...AAHHH!!!"

I felt him rip the wing right out of me as I screamed for him to stop. He then grabbed my other one and ripped it out as well. Blood pooled out from where the wings once were. After he put both wings in the trash bag he grabbed the blow torch as I was trying to move away. He put his foot on my back started to seal the skin together with the blow torch. I lay there as he left and didn't move because of the unbelievable amount of pain. I knew that this would happen again, I could already feel the wings regrowing and pushing threw the skin the was fused together. It would be another few days before they fully grew and then they would be ripped out again. My father says that Faunus are filth and that it was a curse for me to be born one. The first time he ripped of my wings he thought that would be the end of it. But after 2 days they fully regrew because of my semblance. He then kept trying new ways to get rid of them. He tried a chain saw, he tried a flame thrower, he tried using a truck and chains, and many more ways each one worse. I have been so weak from lack of food that I couldn't fight and he knew it. No one knew he had a son and so no one would ever come to help. I was gonna be stuck here until I died at this rate.

(Time skip 4 years)

I was 15 and finally close to freedom. Just yesterday my wings were torn off again. But I have been making a whole in the wall. Every time he was gonna come in I made sure the whole was barely noticeable. It took a few months and it was hard but I was almost out. After I scratched at the outside once again this time light came through. I kept at it and finally broke free. Once I crawled out I saw the moon. And smelled fresh air, something I hadn't smelled for as long as I could remember. I slowly walked into a forest. I still knew about grim but I had no better option. I wondered for awhile with no idea where to go. I had never seen a map of remnant or had any idea where that house was so I had no land markings. All I knew was going forwards was better than going back. After a few hours had passed I heard a growling noise. I turned around and saw what I could only assume was a grim, I think it's a Beowolf. I wasn't really scared since I had nothing I was living for. So I just looked at it emotionless. It seemed to be less aggressive, probably since I had no feelings intact for it to sense. I decided to leave and turned to walk away. As I turned I accidentally stepped on a stick and the Beowolf lunged at me. I felt the claws scratch my left side and groaned at the pain. I then saw a figure jump down and kill the Beowolf with a big sword. I saw black hair white, red, and black clothing along with a bottle? Before I blacked out from blood loss.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter and a new one will be out sooner or later depending on how many read this. Until the next chapter. Bye!