Third pov
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Izuku woke up to the sound of his phone's alarm. Eyes opening he quickly scanned his surroundings before his mind caught up with the recent events. 'That's right the wargame already started.' Reaching over Izuku shut off his alarm, getting up from the bed seeing the time was already 5:30 am.
Sighing he left the bedroom heading to the crates of supplies provided by Nezu. Searching through the crates he pulled out several items of casual clothing along with pairs of colored contacts. Placing a pair of clothes and contacts on the main couch, Izuku went to the bathroom provided by the apartment. Turning the shower on Izuku stripped bare before stepping inside washing his body with the hot water. After a quick wash, he got out drying himself with a towel that was hung up nearby.
Exiting the bathroom, Izuku got dressed in the clothes he laid out before putting the contacts in his one glowing and glowing emerald eyes replaced with blood red. Checking the time once again he figured now would be the best time for some reconnaissance of the streets below. Going to the dining room, Izuku grabbed the pistols off the table, placing them on a counter before grabbing the edge of the table, making sure not to tip over the sniper still atop it.
Moving the table to the edge of where the main windows and wall connects, Izuku opened the blinds slightly as he climbed onto the table laying down across it lengthwise taking hold of the sniper. Putting his eye to the scope he looked at the street seeing the early business commuters both robot and students alike. Ignoring them he focused the scope and sniper in the direction of the hero HQ. Slowly adjusting the lens of the scope, he couldn't see the absolute details, but he could still spot the majority including the heroes having already arrived setting up their rooms while a few sat in the common room of the building as he could see through the main large windows.
Thinking to himself Izuku focused on those resting in the common room, 'They think they will be able to start slow that this will be easy but I won't allow that, I'm gonna make them see that I didn't come here to play I came here to break them.'
Scoping out the HQ for about half an hour Izuku finally saw the entire hero team came together into a separate room and after about 15 minutes they finally left the HQ all forming different groups amongst each other before moving on what seemed like patrol routes. Taking this opportunity Izuku grabbed his hardballer pistol hiding it in his waistband while also grabbing a thin durable capture wire, closing the blinds to the window Izuku prepared to leave putting on some sneakers before grabbing a baseball cap hiding his hair when he put it on.
Exiting the apartment Izuku arrived at street level basking in the early sunrise before walking down the sidewalk, the plan he thought of when he saw the patrol groups replaying in his head. Matching in with the civilians already on the sidewalk Izuku kept a careful eye on his surroundings. Going towards the hero HQ he saw some of his classmates on their patrol route, Izuku's watchful eyes laying on to one of the students specifically Rikido Sato. A former friend who was one of the first to distance himself from Izuku, one of the first to betray him.
Following the group that consisted of Sato, Jiro, Kaminari, and Sero, Izuku was able to see that just like in real life fans consisting of robots and other students stopped the heroes asking for autographs and pictures. With the crowds forming Sato was particularly held back furthering himself way from his group by a large margin. Taking advantage of the growing distance between the heroes Izuku quickly adopted a face of panic as he ran to Sato pushing past the crowds before gripping on the hero's costume.
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The Fallen Hero (completed)
FanfictionWhy... why was he stupid enough to let his guard down, he should have known he would be betrayed by his so-called friends. Just because he had the tendency to write any quirk he saw down they outed him as a traitor. Nezu and the teachers did nothing...