Romans & histoires Who Is The Traitor In My Hero Academia

Until the cleansing was done, no one could get any closer. I looked at Marcus. The man who had bought me my first training uniform was also the same man who had almost killed me with his own hands a moment ago. His eyes were full of regret and fear, but I could not feel sad anymore. I could feel my heart slowing down. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Cyrus edging backward. He wanted to slip into the forest before Victor called for the inevitable retreat. "Lucian..." I forced the words out of my mouth even when I was gasping. "Go… Go and kill Cyrus… He… He's a traitor!"

Before I pulled the trigger, I could see the same guard take a step towards me, probably to plead for his life again, and so I turned and shot him on the leg, shooting the traitor immediately after. Speaking of Traitor's, there's another one here. The daughter of the traitor I hated the most. At first, a part of me didn't want to have her pay but I believe in the words that the ‘the child shall pay for the sins of the father'. Walking towards her cell, I opened it only to see her laying there looking unconscious. Shocked and confused, I ran to her and she was indeed unconscious. “Call Theodore now!” I yelled out to everyone and no one in particular to call the doctor as I raised her up.

But the niggling doubt was driving me mad. “Poor little clone,” Felicia whispered into my mind, “do you really think he'll still love you when he knows what you are?” “Yes!” I snapped. “You don't know him. He doesn't care about that.” “Oh don't I?" she laughed derisively. “Gregor, the last of the keepers, failed assassin, and traitor to the crown.” “Why do you call him a traitor?” I asked. “He has done nothing but work to put the rightful heir back on the Lobotian throne.”

Selene was quiet for a moment, working through it. “Zeus is the traitor,” she said slowly. “We already know that.” “Zeus was one of them,” I said. I looked at her directly. “He’s not the only one… And I’m close to knowing who it is.“​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

I asked, taking a sip of orange juice. “We want to revise our plan for this war,” he said, giving me his full attention. “Revise it? Why?” I asked, perplexed. “We have reason to believe that there is a traitor amongst us,” he said and I gasped. “Really? Who would do that?” I asked. “Evidence points towards Duscha. But we need more proof to be able to punish her. She is my Beta after all,” he answered and I could tell he was conflicted.

The intruders weren’t random, the magic wasn’t a prank, and the fact that Ari kept showing up in the middle of it all… well, it was too much to ignore. As I glanced back at the faint glowing symbols fading into the ground, one thing became clear: If there was a traitor in the Academy, the trail might very well lead straight through Ari. And that thought? I didn’t like it one bit.

"Tell me who the traitor is first." Alexander nodded. "The traitor is Marcus Reed." Elara's eyes widened. Marcus? Damon's beta? That was impossible. "You are lying." "I am not," Alexander said. "Marcus was working with Viktor to take down your parents. He wanted power, and Viktor promised him a place in his new world." Elara shook her head. She could not believe it. Marcus was Damon's closest friend, his most trusted advisor. He could not be a traitor. "Why should I believe you?"

Damon didn’t have time for doubt; he needed answers, and he needed them now. Without a second thought, Damon arranged a private meeting with the suspected traitor. They met in an isolated area, far from the safe house. The confrontation was inevitable. Damon had the proof, and now it was time to face the truth. The traitor tried to deny everything, but Damon wasn’t fooled. The more they spoke, the more Damon could see the cracks in their story. The lies were too smooth, too rehearsed. The traitor's guilt hung heavy in the air. The confession came slowly, reluctantly, but it came nonetheless. The traitor admitted to everything—feeding information to the enemy, undermining the mission, and com

Putting on the face of one who is deeply hurt, I said, raising my hands to calm my people, “Yes, the vampires and the rogue played a role in trying to tarnish their image, but they didn’t do it alone. They had an ally, a spy who has been in our midst for years, pretending to love us all. And the more I think of this, the more I feel so pained knowing that we took care of such a person like our own, yet she dared to stab us all in the back!” “A traitor?” The elders chorused, widening their eyes. With desperation, they demanded for the name of the culprit, expressing their desire to make the enemy pay. Placing my hand on my chest, I revealed, “It’s… Evolet.” At the mention of her name, the who

The room was silent. The Omega they had called a "traitor" had just saved every single life in the room. Including the ones who had set her up. "Everyone," I said, turning to the cameras. "Now you know the truth." "I did not betray our species. I did not poison anyone. And I am not a spy." My voice carried through the hall. "I am just an alchemist who was cast aside because of my bloodline." The live chat was a torrent: "Harper is a hero!"