Interactive Story:: Traitor. ||MHA

Chapter 1.

Hellooo again, author here.

Wow, I haven't looked upon my wattpad account for quite some time. I am not going to lie when I say I might have forgotten about some things that happened in BNHA, as I had a really long break.

None than less, I will continue to try to continue this story to the best of my ability.

Once again, this storyline is not canon and will not be neither to the manga or anime.

Hope you enjoy, choice B.
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-Well?

The blond man continued to ponder
over his answer. Closing his eyes
in thought, he took a breath, ready to answer.

-I..-,
He began, his voice breaking slightly. He cleared his throat,
Aizawa's gaze burning into his head.

-I think we should investigate on
our own. After all, if we tell them, we
can send them into a panic, alerting
the traitor of our awareness, resulting in them being more carefull.

Toshinori muttered, rubbing his chin
in stress. Across him Aizawa nodded in
agreement, his gaze now locked
upon the table they sat at.

Silence filled the room, despite their
mutual agreement. They were aware
that this was no easy task.
After all, this matter had lifes on the line.

It depended on how they will approach
the situation further and if they will
succeed in guessing who the traitor
was.

And the both of them knew they
probably had only one chance.

-This matter shall stay only between
us. I hope you know why.
Aizawa broke the silence, finally
looking up and at All Might.

Or more like retired All Might.
The said man too, looked at Aizawa,
nodding in understanding.

-Of course.
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Musutafu, Japan
Training grounds
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-Oi! Fight me like you mean it,
you Bastard!
Kastuki yelled, hands taut by his
sides, ready to launch yet another
attack, despite the heavy heaving
of his chest. Boy was he
determined. Or pissed?

A yelp could be heard throughout the
whole field, followed by a loud
boom soon visualized by smoke
emitting from the burnt ground, where
once was some nice, fake grass.

-Kacchan! The training has ended,
what-?!
Before the poor boy could finish his
sentence, Midoriya once again
had to dodge out of the way from
the possibility of being burnt to
death.

Followed by yet another loud
yelp of "KACCHAN?!"

The crowd watching didn't bother
reacting to their usual shenanigans,
or to be more percise - Katsuki's
shenanigans.

Instead, they talked about the
upcoming trip to Shibuya.
This one was said to be only for
resting purposes.

Finally! Some rest.
Someone said in the distance.
It wad hard to pick out each and every
word out of many conversations.

After all, all of them were excited.

Kirishima soon decided to give some mercy to Deku, holding a screaming
Katsuki back. He really acted like a
chiuaua sometimes.

Midoriya breathed in relief, tired eyes
looking around the group of people.
Everyone acted the same. Usual.

But Deku was in fact, a smart boy,
knowing that if the council has not
yet realised there was a traitor
among them, then that person
really knew how to play their part.

It couldn't be Aoyama though.
He was, in fact a traitor, but he
himself confided that he didn't
do it by much choice.

So Midoriya watched. Much like his enemy - or their enemy, who also watched. This was stressfull. His gaze finally caught Ochako's, making him smile shyly, before joining his group of friends.

-Got your ass kicked again, Midoriya?
He heard a voice to his left, having to look up if only slightly. There stood Todoroki, with his usual unbothered expression.

Midoriya sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. Ochako gave a soft laugh at Midoriyas defeated expression.

-Don't worry, Deku-kun.
Ochako brough her hand upon Midoriya's shoulder, once again forgetting about her powers. Deku, startled, started to float once again, Todoroki holding onto him like a balloon.

The teachers watched from afar, noticing one of the students were missing.
All Might squinted his eyes, looking to see who it was exactly, but it was hard not to miss a tall figure dashing through the field, straight toward the group.

His eyes moved towards Aizawa who was watching them as well. Then back at the group of students, seeing the
shorter man's gaze unwavering.

He watched as Ochako tried to reverse her quirk on his successor, Iida making
those hand motions as he scolded both of them.

And as he watched, he noticed something upon Iida. Both his armor and some strands of his hair, looked.. slightly burnt. Along with some soot on his face, which he clearly tried to clean with his hands, resulting in some smudges.

It was now Aizawa's turn to look at the blond man first. The man knew he noticed that too.

Would that mean Iida is a potential
suspect?
Should they consider him one?

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Choice:
A: No
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B: Yes

Again, time is ticking⌕