WARNING, WARNING! this story is not for the faint of heart, those who can't stand reading about themselves being tortured, abused both physically and mentally, being a villain for most of their life, and the abusers being Shoto Todoroki and his entire family, so read this before reading the story because don't come complaining to me when you say "Shoto wouldn't do that" ok I'm just trying to be creative and since nobody will do this I have to. have fun reading. oh yeah, violence, gore, insanity, physical and mental abuse, and coldhearted, cruel, and ruthless brutalities. oh and language

Y/n Todoroki 

gender: male 

age: 5 (1 year before shoto's scar)

quirk: ?none? (That's right you don't know what's coming 😈

eyes: (e/c)

hair:(h/l) (h/c)

3rd pov

when Shoto Todoroki was 1 year old he had a new sibling everyone had smiles from ear to ear because instead of crying, this was heard

Y/n: *baby laughter and cooing*

when he was born he laughed and smiled and did not vomit on the father, especially to Enji's delight after all the other times  the (surprisingly) happy father smiled as his heart melted ... everyone was kind and loving to the boy ... until 1 fateful day on the year after Y/n turned 5 everything changed. when the family realized he had no quirk everyone started getting distant, one month later...

y/n: *Punch* *kick* 'pain, it hurts ... but it's for there practice to be heroes right? so smile. Everyone depends on you smiling' 

3 hours later

when they were done I patched myself up ... then I heard in the other room.

dad: "We have to get rid of him he won't ruin my reputation!"

mom: *in other room* "he wouldn't even be able to help keep him away from me... Useless." 

y/n: '??? ... what did I do? ill save them the trouble.'

I went to my cabin and packed the only thing I had that was worth taking ... my teddy bear smokey 

but I accidentally knocked the candle over and set the cabin on fire I dropped smokey and ran.

Endeavor pov

once the fire was put out I ran to see if he was ok ... all I found was the drawings of his good memories of us all of them with his face burned off ... I continue to look until I stepped on something ... oh god ... his teddy ... he never leaves without it

i pressed the button  and all of our voices came out of the teddy

teddy: *distorted*  wE L-lOvE yOo-Uu yYy/NNNNnnnnnnn!.....
(Thought it was clingy so I cleaned it up abit)