The Fallen Hero (completed)

Teachers' PoV (War Day 5 {Morning})

Nezu sat in the silence of the spectator room watching as Shinso has hunted through the mock city as a result of his confrontation with Izuku. The staff and guests all around him were sleeping, though as far as he could tell for most of them it wasn't a pleasant sleep, Vlad, Toshinori, and Aizawa were restless. Nezu sighed Hound Dog had yet to return but that wasn't what caused him to breathe out so heavily, it was the hero HQ cameras, many of the students who had been attacked and were submerged in the filth of the sewers were shaking, throwing up not getting a wink of sleep. Todoroki was in his room alone just staring at the ceiling his lifeless eyes vacant, Uraraka was crying in her sleep, and Iida was sitting at the edge of his bed nursing his injured leg.

The early hour was visible through the pitch-black sky, Nezu looked over to another screen showcasing Izuku's apartment. Ibara lay on the main couch a blanket over her resting peacefully while in the main bedroom Izuku, Mei, and Eri were huddled together. Just by watching Nezu could already tell through instinct that they were already a pack, Izuku obviously the head of the small family. Still, this brought another thought to Nezu, 'This should have been impossible.'

The reality of how both teams were doing went against everything Nezu had predicted, actually it was the opposite. Nezu was called the smartest mammal alive yet why didn't he feel like it? The day the teams were chosen he already calculated the chances of victory on both teams and they were odds that Nezu found completely one-sided. The hero team after having literally everyone on the team except for Midoriya, flaws and all, had a 99.9% chance of winning with Midoriya having a mere .1% but that's all it took for Izuku to not only flip the odds but completely took them over, no matter what happened Nezu only saw the hero team losing.

Chuckling Nezu put a paw to his head speaking silently to himself, "I should have seen this, Midoriya knows how it feels to be hated, alone, afraid, he knows how to play the game, and he knows how being the loser feels." Nezu breathed slowly his eyes going back to Shinso who took refuge inside an alley coincidentally the same one that a mural of Izuku was painted on. That was when he heard the boy speak through the low volume of the monitor.

"Midoriya you're strong but you have one weakness."

Nezu heard this but didn't exactly realize what Shinso meant until he suddenly froze his fur standing on end. He remembered that Shinso saw Mei and Eri with Izuku, how Izuku told the girl to be a good girl for Mei basically letting Shinso know that they were in the city. If he was right Shinso may be talking about using the pair as a way to get to Midoriya. Nezu's breath came out a bit shaky at this prospect, his paw reaching for a cup of tea his paw shaking, this was bad.

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An alarm was set off waking up everyone in the spectator room, the first to rise being Aizawa the teacher immediately looking to the monitors as he sat up unzipping himself from his sleeping bag taking his usual seat. He scanned the room quickly with his eyes, most of the teachers were already awake except for Kota the boy who was still asleep in Mandalay's arms the pro hero making sure her nephew was in a comfortable position as she and the other WWPs got ready to watch.

His eyes finally rested on Nezu, usually, the principal would have called out wishing them a good morning instead he seemed focused watching as many screens as he could not uttering a single word. Aizawa turned in his chair to the animal, "Nezu did anything occur while we were sleeping?"

Nezu gave Aizawa the side of his beady black eye before speaking, "...Nothing in particular..." Nezu didn't elaborate any further instead sinking back into pure silence. Aizawa raised an eyebrow he was curious but knew he wouldn't get any answers from the animal. Instead, Aizawa opted to follow what Nezu had been doing looking to the monitors as the hero team sat in the common room, all of them barely awake with most of them suffering from their previous injuries, sickness, or guilt.